"boom!"
The last monster in the protective shield was blasted to pieces by Anderson, and the battle finally came to an end.
The soldiers of the city defense army did not cheer or shout, but collapsed on the ground exhausted, panting heavily.
Fighting against flying monsters is much more difficult than fighting on land.
It took Ofina ten minutes to repair the core column, and five minutes to raise and gather the protective shield. In a total of fifteen minutes, nearly half of the city defense troops were killed or injured.
The battlefield was extremely brutal. The corpses of humans and monsters were mixed together. If the various kinds of flesh and blood were not carefully distinguished, it would be impossible to tell whether they were human or monster.
They finally withstood the attack of the monsters and survived.
And the most critical thing about all of this was Ofina, who repaired the core column of the defensive array, killed a large number of monsters with arrows of light, and interrupted the breath of the Poison-spotted Wood Dragon at the last moment.
The battle of the warriors is temporarily over, but the work of the light magician Orfina is not over yet.
Treatment after the war is the "business" of the light magician.
Of course, the first person Ofina treated was Rogge, who was closest to her.
Rogge was injured while fighting the leader of the Blade Demon Locust. A large piece of flesh was cut off from his left arm, a deep and long scratch on his waist, and a wound on his inner thigh.
These three wounds were bleeding heavily, and the whole body looked bloody. Ofina felt very distressed.
"Brother, you were so seriously injured, why didn't you come to me for treatment quickly?" Ophina pouted and scolded as she released the healing spell.
Rogge looked at the girl's palm, which emitted a soft yellow-white light, hanging above his arm and moving downward slowly. He couldn't help but stretch out his other hand to smooth out some of her naughty hair.
"I see you are busy, so I don't dare to disturb you."
"I can let Xiaoguang treat you. You'll be weak if you bleed so much!"
"It's just a minor injury, it doesn't matter. It's much worse than what you suffered."
"I'm not tired. I build devices like this almost every day. I'm used to it a long time ago." Ofina swept her palm, and Rogge's arm grew tender flesh again. The girl pushed Rogge. "Turn around."
Rogge obeyed and turned his back to her.
Ofina pulled away the Jingfeng Blessing and said in shock: "You are talking about minor injuries, your waist is cut! Are the locusts so powerful?"
A person has two waists, and if one is broken, he will not die. As long as it is treated in time, it will be cured, so Rogge said it was a minor injury.
"The sharp-edged demon locust at the late stage of the War Regret level has very powerful wings."
"Diaoyou, it's not bad. You can defeat the late-level Warcraft in single combat."
Rogge relied on himself to quickly kill the leader of the Blade Demon Locust. He was indeed very powerful, but compared to Ophina's golden arrow rain and holy light ray, it was still far behind.
The increase in the magic field is really tempting.
"That locust must be very fragrant when roasted. I'll roast it for you later."
After hearing this, Ofina accelerated the treatment speed. She didn't want to eat roasted locusts, but she just wanted to help Rogge replenish his kidneys quickly.
The third injury on the inner thigh was not serious, it was just an artery cut open and it bled a lot, but Rogge took medicine and applied ointment, and the bleeding stopped long ago.
But its location is a bit awkward.
Ofina's face was flushed, she squatted in front of Roger, and used two fingers to gently open the hole in his pants.
"Brother, if you go up a little bit, you..."
"Ahem, Nana, I have a sense of propriety."
"Oh." Ofina said no more and quickly treated her.
Ofina had just cured Roger and was about to treat the seriously injured when Anderson came over.
"Nana, how many magic cores do you have? How long can you maintain the protective shield?"
"Uncle Dean, why have you become so stupid after not seeing you for a while?" Ofina pointed to the corpses of monsters lying on the ground, "What we lack most is energy."
"Uh..." Anderson was speechless for a while. He was really too impatient and even ignored such a simple thing.
Ofina said in an old-fashioned way, imitating Roger's tone of educating students: "Be calm when encountering problems. Thinking is the greatest advantage of human beings."
While Anderson was in a daze, Ofina ran away, transformed into a little angel, and wandered among the wounded soldiers.
Anderson reacted, shook his head and laughed, looking at the girl busy on the battlefield that could be called a hellish scene, and sighed heavily.
At her age, she should have lived peacefully and happily in the academy, but she had endured so much.
"Dean, we are safe for now." Rogge said.
The protective shield has been deployed. The magic cores collected from the defensive battle of Garin City, plus the magic cores obtained from the fierce battle just now, are enough to maintain the operation of the defensive array for a long time.
Support from the Viper Knights will arrive the day after tomorrow, and the air force support units from surrounding cities are expected to be assembled soon, as well as troops from the front line.
As expected, the crisis in Holk City has been resolved.
"Yes, thanks to Nana. I didn't expect that she could actually make such a complicated energy converter. I always thought that she learned arcana just to satisfy her curiosity and just for fun."
"I thought the magic core bomb was quite magical last time. Now, looking at her, I'm starting to doubt myself."
Anderson sighed again. Ofina's rapid growth always made him feel that he didn't work hard enough. This was very inappropriate for a veteran martial arts king.
"Don't look at Nana being naughty, but she has clear goals and the most determined heart among us." Rogge looked at the busy Ofina and said with gentle eyes, "I think she will definitely become the Supreme Light. Mage."
"Supreme Light Mage... Haha, okay! I have ambition!" Anderson stroked his pale beard and laughed, "I hope I can witness that day with my own eyes!"
"You can definitely do it. It won't take long Nana."
"Don't be proud! The Supreme Mage is the realm that all magicians aspire to. Of all the magic systems in the world, there are only a few Supreme Mages, and most of them are vampires and elves. We humans are still too weak." Anderson exclaimed.
In terms of life span and basic individual strength, humans are indeed inferior to vampires and elves. Human beings are not the favored children of God. Only by working hard to fight against fate can we reach the same height as the stronger races.
As for the orcs and dwarves, the orcs also have magicians, generally called orc priests, who have a high status and average strength.
Dwarves do not have magicians, because they have poor adaptability to all elements. On average, they only have 40% of human magic power and cannot support the release of magic.
Moreover, the dwarves admired force and despised magic, and would not teach young dwarves magic knowledge at all.
They are old-fashioned, stubborn, worship the power of machinery, and have long given up on magic.
"Dean, we are not proud, and there is nothing to be proud of." Rogge's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he regained his determination, "We have found our own path and will keep going."
"Okay! Very good! You are the best children I have ever taught, haha!" Anderson laughed heartily, patted Roger on the shoulder, turned around and left to arrange follow-up matters.
Rogge looked up at the sky, glanced at the group of monsters that were still attacking the protective shield, and the commander on the poison-spotted wood dragon, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Brother, what are you doing standing still?" Ophina pushed him as she was passing by, "I'm going to be hungry soon, go cook!"
"okay!"
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The city defense troops spent the entire afternoon cleaning the battlefield.
At first, the soldiers were worried, fearing that the protective shield would fail again. But after seeing that the shield remained strong during two powerful attacks, they finally felt relieved.
Cleaning the battlefield, resting, and waiting, this is what they can do at the moment.
In the center of the city, in a not-so-spacious room.
Rogge brought the last dish to the table, sat next to Ofina who was eating and drinking, and cut the large piece of barbecue into small pieces for her to fit her little mouth.
"Brother, where are the roasted locusts we promised?" Ofina has been thinking about the combat-level locust for a long time, even when she was treating the wounded.
Rogge glanced at Filia and said, "It's baked. It's in the kitchen."
Glenn also missed the taste of his childhood very much, and couldn't wait to say: "I'll get it!"
"Uh..." Rogge was about to stop him, but was stopped by Filia's eyes first, "It's okay, go ahead."
When the locusts were served, Rogge had divided them into several portions in advance, but the original appearance of some of the ingredients could still be seen.
Ofina quickly grabbed the largest piece, bit it with a "bang" sound, and looked at Rogge with her eyes narrowed in happiness.
Filia also took a portion, paused for a moment, and then remembered that she had already eaten it once in the Secret Garden of Spiritual Beasts, so she took a small bite.
Glenn first took a big piece for Elena, and then took a big piece for himself and ate it with a look of enjoyment.
Elena's talking eyes widened and she looked left and right in disbelief. Listening to the crunching sound, she couldn't help but doubt her life.
Born into a noble family, Elena had never eaten such "low-grade" food.
Ophina saw that some people were afraid to move their mouths, so she encouraged: "Xiao Na, try it quickly, it's delicious!"
Although Ofina has teased Elena, she has never lied to her, so the little girl trusts Ofina.
Moreover, this is something made by Rogge. Elena believes that even if she gives Rogge the insole to make, it can be made into a delicacy that is good except that it is inedible.
Elena took a brief sip and her eyes lit up.
Chicken flavor, crunchy and crunchy.
Some things are no longer a problem after they cross the threshold in the heart. Roasted locusts are so delicious!
At night, Ofina filled her stomach and rested against Rogge.
Rogge threw strawberries into her mouth one by one. After all, fruits are second only to desserts after meals and are stored in the third stomach. Ofina can still eat hundreds of millions of pieces.
"Brother, what are you thinking about when you look at the sky again?"
The reason why Rogge could see the sky while sitting at the dining table was because the ceiling of this residence was broken. A deep forest vulture fell here after death and smashed through it.
"Nana, do you think that commander is smart?"
"Well, someone who can lead such a large group of monsters to attack Holk City... or strange demons must not be stupid." Ofina said with her feet raised.
Rogge thought for a moment and said, "Then why is he still attacking Holk City?"
Filia, who was peeling an apple for Ophina, had her eyes wandering and understood Rogge's words, "Rogge, are you saying that the commander's behavior is abnormal?"
Rogge nodded, "Yes, if only Warcraft, or only high-level Warcraft, are present, it makes sense for them to continue attacking Holk City. After all, humans in a majestic and heroic city are tempting enough for them."
"But if the commander has a brain, why is he so obsessed with Holk City? With the current number of flying monsters, attacking surrounding towns or sneak attacks on frontline troops can cause greater chaos to the empire, far more than siege an opening It’s good to have a defensive formation in Holk City.”
"Maybe the commander is unwilling to give up and feels that the protective shield will not last long?" Filia helped Rogge analyze from the perspective of the commander.
"It's possible, but what if they don't leave tomorrow? Counting us coming, the siege lasted for four days. The commander should know that support is coming."
"The commander may have other trump cards?" Filia continued.
"It's also possible. When Nana wounded the poisonous wood dragon, I saw green juice flowing out of its dead wood-like body. The wound was covered with juice and sprouts sprouted. The commander might be waiting for the wood dragon. Dragon recovers and then plays his trump card.”
"Hey!" Ophina rubbed her head against Rogge's chin, "I think he might not have thought about it that much. Warcraft is just a consumable for him. It's not his own anyway, so he won't feel bad if he dies. "
Ofina's words caused Rogge and Filia to think deeply.
