Flames flowed on the river, and heat waves hit us. Beams of light rose into the sky, and the rapids of elements collided with each other, exploding into silver stars all over the sky, and were blown to the other side by the sudden strong wind.
Amidst the roars and screams, the soldiers lined up and began to retreat crookedly, but the two legs of ordinary people could never outrun the mysterious skills. "Secret Box" cursed a few times, and disappeared in the chariot.
Rammons had to stay and work his magic to prevent the left wing of the legion from being covered in a rain of fire. The scope of the "Sanctuary" was too small and the corresponding divine text needed to be modified. By the time he was ready, the magic had fallen in front of him.
The elements hit the magical barrier, causing layers of golden ripples. Two completely different carrier particles come into contact driven by magic, creating an intricate and mysterious beauty. The barrier blocks most of the rays, but there are still a few who rely on rare qualities or methods to break through the magical barrier head-on.
The Paladins had no time to make amends, and a square team was already attacking them one by one. The red light fell, and there was no blood or broken limbs. The soldiers were broken down into tiny fiery red particles on the spot, blowing through the surrounding teams like a foehn wind.
"Dark magic!" he shouted in disgust. The cavalry quickly dispersed, their mounts leaping into the air and nimbly dodging the aftermath. The priests shouted and recited sacred texts, the ascetics uttered prayers, and the fire was extinguished before it started.
"I'll maintain this side." Essicro said, "You go to the other side, our alliance needs support."
Lammons looked back. The river burned in flames, as if it were flowing grease instead of water. Countless ships were fighting, burning, swinging between smashing and being crushed. He saw the extraordinary alchemy warship, like a moving castle, crashing into the enemy's attack line formed by small sailboats and rafts, leaving behind a drifting wreckage.
We have the advantage, he thought. But looking at the momentum alone, people can't tell the difference at all. The number of enemies is staggering, and they are not afraid of death. Countless small boats shuttled around like fish, surrounding the warship. Soldiers were lightly armed and tried to climb onto the side of the warship.
There are archers further away from the dock, and even more hateful than the archers is the fire elementalist hidden in the rain of arrows. Lammons was flying high in the sky and found that this man had suppressed his own long-range camp by himself. When the fog elves were supporting the vanguard, they flew away with the help of blast projectiles, which were also used by the enemy as a boost from the flames. The first team to come ashore wailed in the fire and jumped into the water. The strange thing is that the fire is inextinguishable and the temperature is astonishing.
Maybe it's the "Demon Lord", one of the targets. Among the secret societies, "Starless Night" has seven demon lords, and the Washimuth Legion has no Sky Realm. However, after the demon hunting movement began, demon associations of various sizes also gathered in order to withstand the forces of order.
If it had been another person here, Lammons thought, he would have guessed that the person facing him was the "Fire Moon Lord" whose profession was related to fire, but he was actually the Nightingale sent to "Starless Night" by the Twinkle Pool, not us. of enemies. Unfortunately, this person was discovered and has not been heard from since. Who could be hiding on the other side at this moment?
A warship was waiting to dock. Upon seeing this, it immediately retreated and moved far aside. Behind her, the fleet of the Silent School was under siege, until Shania, the law wizard stationed on the ship, yelled out a magic spell. After a few breaths, the river surged, and all floating objects - boats, people, and flames were shaking, and the waves reflected thousands of dazzling light spots.
When the waves passed, the battlefield had drifted downstream, leaving behind a chaotic whirlpool of boats and rafts. For a moment, Lammons failed to identify the soldiers: the Oath Keepers team looked like a patchwork of beggars, with the flags missing and the people going their separate ways.
He flew over the river bank and landed in the open space on the west side of the dock with the remaining barrier. In an instant, the arrows missed the sound of the strings and shot like a swarm of bees rushing toward him.
Lammons waved his hand, and the magic sword trailed a rainbow light, pushing through the arrows and buildings, burying the archer in the dark under the rubble. At this time, his barrier suddenly shattered and turned into dots of symbols.
The attack followed, a searing tornado of fire and smoke roaring across the docks. The Paladin Captain subconsciously mentioned Durandal. After the wind and fire passed, he was naturally unscathed. The black silver sword made a "ding" sound and blocked a small crimson magic light. This thing is hidden in the ashes and is difficult to guard against.
"Demon Lord?" It was really a surprise. This time the target jumped out on its own.
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After Si tore open the wind scroll and cleared the dock, he discovered that his opponent was far from what he had imagined: a group of red-robed elementalists gathered together, constantly injecting magic power into the wooden staff, and a demon - to be honest, a fourteen-year-old Wuming The child——is waving its condensed light blade. The previous threat turned out to be like this. After Lammons cut off the wooden stick, he could only blow out some leaf-sized blades with his mouth, and he had no ability at all.
The Paladin Captain was very disappointed and casually broke the nameless man's neck. But the people in red robes have become like birds and beasts and are no more troublesome than ordinary people. Of course, this kind of guy is not a demon lord, and it is difficult to even count him as a regular army member of Washimuth.
The alchemy warship has landed at the dock. The enemy turned toward the gangway, which was now engulfed in explosions and flashes of light. Hundreds of people jumped down along the side of the ship. Some people tried to climb onto the ship. The sailor immediately stabbed him with a spear, accidentally hitting his companion's weapon. Seven or eight mercenaries surrounded the enemy on the deck. The opponent was six feet tall, carrying a long ax and wearing iron armor. Not far behind them, a wizard from the school was blowing a trumpet randomly.
Lammons adjusted the angle and cracked the big monster in half that hit the ship's mast, but no one went to strengthen the mast. The mercenaries rushed to the corpse in a swarm, tearing off the armor and fragments, shaking off the blood. Suddenly, several magical chains rose up, binding them tightly and sticking them to the mast. The priest who performed the spell cursed when he opened his mouth and commanded the elemental envoys to look after the warship.
Another warship pulled into the harbor and made a heavy roar as it dropped anchor. A layer of halo enveloped her, the mysterious position bounced away and disappeared, and Faf Tanner's full moon cloud flag fluttered in the wind on the bow.
"Your Excellency, Lord Paladin!" Someone on the ship shouted, "Let the wounded and allies board the ship. We will return in half an hour. There are only support personnel on board."
Upon seeing this, Lammons immediately moved closer to her. This is a silver-white elf battleship with exquisite style, with wings on both sides, decorated with patterns and gun muzzles, proving that its combat effectiveness is not inferior to the ornaments. There was constant mist pouring out from the dark muzzle, making it difficult to tell the direction.
When he ordered the warships on both sides to escort her, enemy reinforcements arrived. Rammons wondered why the fog elf made itself covered in smoke on a sunny day, like a burning pyre - what clearer target could there be? But the captain had other ideas, so the elementals had to create large dark clouds and thick fog over the dock. Now, it was the turn of the Holy Knights of the Glorious Council to suffer an unparalleled disaster.
The Lord Paladin had had enough. "Disperse!" he shouted, "Priests need sunlight, are you stupid?"
The fog elf captain had a different opinion: "Without thick fog, the warship will be attacked. We must ensure that——"
"Don't tell me you have to." Lammons didn't wait for her to agree, and swung away the smoke in the sky with a sword. The sun penetrates the dark clouds and shines on both sides of the river again.
At this moment, another spear formation throwing was organized on the other side. The Alliance's elementalists counterattacked with flames that encompassed the enemy formations and even the clouds in the sky seemed to be ignited.
Without the Sky Realm to take control, ordinary enemies will inevitably be wiped out. However, the Nameless Ones are a big threat even on the ring level: the air changes color strangely, water mist suddenly surrounds the woods, and scattered flames and flame stars roll back... forming a resistance visible to the naked eye. . There were even tiny figures breaking through the flames and boldly approaching the Mist Elf battleship. The Holy Knight Captain was preparing to destroy this enemy army, when suddenly someone fell beside him.
"You go to the south, sir, where support is needed." "Secret Box" Grad Thielmer said.
"Have you found the demon lord?"
"We have found one of our own." Grad told him, "Be happy, Lord Paladin Commander. Our allies have fought hard so far, and we don't want to see your disappointed face."
Lammons subconsciously restrained his expression. But soon, he remembered that this guy was from the Silence School and was not from the same group as him. Naturally, Grad is a veteran in the Sky Realm and is older than the White Envoy. However, the mysterious realm never ranks seniority based on age. I have to listen to him pretending to be the youngest here!
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"Secret Box" narrowed his eyes, looked at Lammons for a while, and said nothing. He turned around and flew towards the fog elf ship that was constantly spitting out smoke.
Lammons secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was not sure how to deal with the "Secret Box". The two parties were not active at the same time, and he himself was just a new generation. When he fought with the "Theologian" in the Black City, he had already understood the difference between Roshan and the war profession: that little woman was undoubtedly the master of Gaia's divine arts, proficient in the arrangement of divine texts and various meticulous combinations and applications, but Her methods were not designed to achieve victory on the battlefield of the sword.
As for Grad Thielmer, it is rumored that all his skills were acquired in order to win. People say that he is the best law wizard of the "Truth Sect", second only to the "Second Truth", one of the three saints in the world. If the representatives of the Silent School and the Glorious Council generally have successors, Seer No one is qualified enough to take on this important task.
Rammons also had to admit that after the "Lord Mercury" was eliminated, the Silent School became as reliable a mysterious fulcrum as the Glorious Council. Furthermore, not even the Oath Keepers and the Tower are entirely believable. This man's position as an ally is impeccable.
Others are different. If the demon lord is not hiding in the Washimuth Legion, but is watching among us, how can the demon hunting movement be considered complete?
The Paladin Captain rushed to the south side of the battlefield with a heavy heart, and saw "Papermaker" Pentaba and Bishop Jesela standing together, looking quite depressed.
"I thought your mission was to stand still and search the interior." The Paladin Captain said, "We just need to wait for the main force of the Veil Mountains to return and when the time comes, we can launch a general attack."
"Yes, that's what Croyin Tower's message said. The fog elves have joined you."
"Then why do you want to start the war first?"
The "Papermaker" looked cold. "Ask the devil, ask the remnants of Washimuth, Your Excellency. Do you think I'm waiting here just to be beaten passively?"
"The enemy attacked beyond their capabilities," Archbishop Jessela told him, "and even began to cross the river. Two days later, the Washimouth Legion, which was originally far away on the border of Bresse, appeared on the other side and launched an attack. I think they were on Make an attack in the east and attack in the west to support the Curtain Mountain Range."
Lammons couldn't help but be startled. Now they were by the dewy river in the mint field. Two days. From the border of Bures to Moni-Antoros, it is geographically equivalent to spanning the two countries of Yinsman and the original Motog. How did these demons do it? Could they also build large rectangular ladders?
"Maria is injured," the papermaker said.
When he heard the name, Lammons couldn't react. "Prince of the Swamp" Maria Winnie-the-Watch is widely known for her title, not her real name. The alliance country where this person lives regards women as the backbone. Among the king's children, daughters have inheritance rights before sons, which is quite similar to the style of Faftanna in the Mist Elf Kingdom.
"Who can hurt Kong Jing?" Lammons asked why.
"Not a lord, just a ring leader." The papermaker said coldly, "Kill him, Lord Bishop."
Jessela clarified: "It was a sneak attack. A despicable attack, a shameless siege! They set a trap for her."
Of course, stubbing a toe on the battlefield can only be the enemy's fault. "Is it life-threatening?"
"No one knows. She is hidden in the team, protected by the Alliance."
Not a big problem. Lammons thought to himself. Otherwise, if we reduce our numbers before encountering the demon lord, this demon hunting campaign will become a joke.
"She left with the Secret Box," Jessera told him. "Her followers are the only ones left here."
"Leaved?" the paladin captain repeated.
"We saw it with our own eyes. Selmo wants to send her back to the Alliance camp to prevent the Lion King from continuing the dispute between him and his colleagues - Maria is the qualified commander. She is experienced and knowledgeable. It's a little rash." The papermaker coughed, and Bishop Jessela changed his words. Of course, he is not afraid of the former, but he is not willing to add more details to this trivial matter. The Radiant Council and the Oath Keepers Alliance are different.
"In any case, Your Excellency Winnie Grid is enough to serve as the spokesperson of the alliance. It is said that in the contest between the seven pillars of mysterious creatures in the army, the winner was Sita who was born in the Twinkle Pool. Now, she can be said to be the legitimate alliance member.
Marshal of the army. "
Lammons remembered his encounter with the "Secret Box". The law wizard did not reveal any information about the "Swamp Prince". He hid it from me, perhaps to guard against the nightingale who might be hiding at the Seven Pivot Points. But Jessera will tell me the truth, he is the Cardinal of the Council.
If you think about it carefully, what this person did was not unnecessary. Come to Mons to think. Maybe he was testing me. Me and Bishop Jessela. After all, the information obtained by the Silent School and the Glorious Council are not consistent, and people cannot completely trust them. Obviously we have established a demon hunting alliance, but we still have our own separate factions. Even if everyone knows about Order's placement of Nightingale, I can't explain it to him on the table...
He couldn't help but feel deeply annoyed. Things that cannot be accomplished in the occult realm are unimpeded in secret societies. The demon lords undoubtedly communicated with each other, telling each other the news hidden in the Fulcrum, and even the "King" made the decision. Is he really missing? Have you returned to the lair? What strategy will the enemy adopt? Everything is unknown. Compared to the Sky Realm, the threat of this Demon King is even more thorny.
Our nightingale has been excluded. Lammons thought gloomily. Without their eyes and ears, the Alliance of Order seemed to be fighting in a fog.
"You don't seem very happy, Your Excellency." After the papermaker also left, the Archbishop of Bures spoke.
"There are things you have to worry about, my lord. I daresay my emotions are justified."
"To the secret box?"
"Oh, no. I have nothing to do with him." And Secret Box was known to be a suspicious man. "It's the Washimuth Legion. How on earth did they get here from Bres? I can't even imagine if they show up next time in Marandeno or Zangwill!"
"I'm not surprised." Yesera said calmly, "After all, the opponent is a demon, the Nameless One. According to research on them in the mysterious field, the innate power of the Nameless One does not belong to the professional system. In other words, under any circumstances It's all possible. Any situation!" He shrugged, "What's impossible about a humanoid matrix array appearing?"
"That means the worst-case scenario will come true."
"That's right. That's it. This is war, Lammons. Even if we gain the upper hand, we can't completely control the situation. As the saying goes, things change like on a blind date. You never imagine when you meet."
Lammons frowned. At this time, the "Lion" had just separated from the Count Elanor of the Red Valley - or was dumped by her - the Countess of the Mist Elf quickly came to the dock and stood side by side with a man dressed as a mercenary. Generally speaking, lions have no attachment to women at all, but Elanor seemed to want to humiliate him. Ronald glanced over to show that he was not fooled, and landed on the spire near the two men. His hair flickered in the wind, enough to replace the golden ball on the top of the tower.
Seeing this, a third of the enemy turned around and launched an offensive against him. The guy roared angrily, without dodge, he picked up a section of the railing and threw it back, making a loud noise. A pigeon flew out of its nest in panic and was hit by a magic light in mid-air. Its feathers flew and most of them fell on his head. Lord Kong Jing of the High Tower Ministry of Foreign Affairs began to curse.
The paladin captain's mood suddenly improved. "You mean, war is like ***?"
Jessela Putrid couldn't help but laugh. "No one knows how much they price themselves before checking out. It would be rude to ask beforehand."
I never thought I could talk to you about this kind of topic. Lammons thought. He felt that he was not that calm either. To be honest, he was too presumptuous. The Paladin Captain will never insult anyone, even the enemy. "I'm sorry, my lord."
The other party in the exchange was not surprised. "Who has not lived through youth. I was not born to be the Bishop of Bures, Your Excellency. I was born into a noble family in Malandeno. When I became an adult, I traveled to Sodria to study and was impressed by Lucia's justice and order. Sometimes in my dreams, I recall the life before I set off: it seemed like another life, and I could see the end at a glance."
The Paladin Captain did not feel the same way. In the final analysis, his emotion was caused by "The Lion". This person is essentially a mediocre person addicted to desire and has no faith at all. People love to spread his romantic affairs and he never stops them. But Lammons is a descendant of devout believers who grew up in the holy city of Zangwill. He has a clean family background and extraordinary talents.
The subsequent Paladins are no different.
"Faith in Lucia changed us," Lammons said. "It was a good thing."
Archbishop Bulles raised his eyebrows: "Sometimes I really think Edgar has found a good successor, but there are also times when I would rather you be Cocian's disciple. You two get along better, don't you?"
What's the meaning? "Ali is the student of His Excellency the Judge."
"The result is like this. It's really puzzling."
Lammons frowned. But before he could speak, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed: a large army of water elves emerged from the bottom of the river. They screamed and created huge waves of water, and together they besieged the mist elf warship.
Shania tried her best to maintain the situation and used witchcraft to raise a halo to resist. However, the waves suddenly broke up and turned into tiny raindrops all over the sky. The drizzle is like a needle, containing strange magic power, and it actually breaks through the mystery of the sky. The barrier shattered under the rain. People who accidentally got caught in the rain wailed, and the blood all over their bodies became as if frozen, swelling and fluctuating under the skin, and finally broke out. The Law Wizard was reducing the weight of the warship while urgently repairing the witchcraft. Anyone could see that she was in a hurry.
Earl Honggu rushed to support, and she fished out dozens of troublemaking elemental beings in the blink of an eye and swallowed them whole. Ordinary people would die if they were exposed to poisonous water, but in the stomach of the "Elemental Devourer", the water fairy is just slightly stronger wine.
"Lion" Ronald was not far away. He wrinkled his nose when he saw this, and slapped the rain needle back with his palm.
The water fairies let out a panic murmur and hid in the water, causing the huge alchemy warship to sway randomly like a fish floating on a hook, throwing soldiers into the water and making the muzzle lose its sight.
In an instant, a thick beam of light stretched across both sides of the Dew River, pushing away all obstacles on the road. A large amount of water mist evaporated, and the sun made the lake unclear. Half of the pier collapsed and broke in the haze, and the sand, stone and soil showed a bright molten red, sinking hissingly into the waves.
Bishop Jesela's expression changed. "Faf Tanner's ship is sinking!" he warned loudly.
Lammons accelerated back to the warship, and Durandal let out a shrill scream that rent the air. After adjusting the angle, he had already seen the true condition of this elf warship. "Just a passing glance," he told his colleagues. Anything can happen on the battlefield! It's a blessing that there was no accidental injury.
The voice from the "Secret Box" came: "The barrier is broken."
As soon as he finished speaking, the water fairy had already climbed onto the battleship. They are completely different from the Alanwo water elves when Rammons was in the Moon City, and they are full of danger. However, they are not nameless ones, and their destructive power is even greater. No matter how the warriors fought back, the water goblin just stared at the massive corrosion of the ship. In just a few heartbeats, the battleship's keel let out a broken groan.
Once they fall into the water, the flightless fog elves on the boat will be swallowed by the waves. The paladin leader did not dare to slash with force, so he could only use a piece of "molten" fire as a temporary measure. Must be moved immediately. Lammons concluded. My magic can't heal a broken ship.
At this moment, Lammons turned around and saw the drizzle corroding the deck. The few remaining mercenaries pushed back toward the railing. One of them had an arm made of metal, waving a rain needle. Suddenly a huge wave rose behind him, and a shadow fell down.
For the ring level, this can be described as a desperate situation. In a flash of lightning, the paladin leader discovered that this person was the person whom Earl Honggu had left the lion behind to find. Adventurer. Mist elf. I must have seen this man.
In fact, it was not a nobody. "Prosthetic Hand" Xin'e, a famous adventurer. This person is a friend of the "Elemental Devourer", Lammons remembered. He subconsciously raised his sword to rescue...
...As a result, the other party responded faster. He dodged to the side and stepped into the corrosive range of the water fairy. Photographed by the waves, the deck of the warship was decaying under the magic, while this "adventurer" was standing in the air without any problems.
Gods above. The thing is obvious.
"You are more afraid of the Holy Sword than the rain." Lammons looked at the fog elf, and the hilt of the sword creaked as he squeezed it. "I scared you, didn't I?" Fury rose in him. Damn adventurer. This asshole fooled us.
Xinge lowered his head. "I have to admit, I'm a little seasick, so I'm just pretending."
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His face was covered with frost. "Devil!" He reminded loudly, and at the same time slashed with his sword.
