A wizard in a robe looked at the raft that was escaping with disappointment. Less than half of the nearly two hundred infantrymen sent up came back, and the rest were in despair, with expressions of relief that they had survived the evil ghost's fangs.
He sighed, turned around helplessly and said:
"It seems that it is not easy to break through this outer wall. The terrain there can only deploy seven or eight warriors at a time. Even if we defeat the wolf-like knight, we will probably have to face more and more powerful Beyonders.
“We need armor-piercing hammers, battle axes, heavy swords, determined soldiers and powerful Beyonders.
"Lord Lance, in short, only the leaders and heroes of the army can defeat such a ferocious enemy."
The wizard expressed his opinion, and all the warriors wearing sharp armor around him turned their heads and looked at a tall villain wearing heavy armor, and they all agreed.
"Master Mage is right."
"Master Lance, I listen to you!"
The rebel leader Lance calmly glanced at the man under the tent with a gaze as sharp as a vulture: "Fang Fang Holland, if you can kill that knight, one-third of the wealth of Beit Manor will be given to you."
The leader whose name was called just snorted: "That's it? Everyone knows that these poor nobles don't have much money except territory and food. Their money has been turned into securities and bonds. It is not easy to turn it into cash. It is not easy to turn it into cash. I'm going to fight with these iron cans to capture half of the manor, and Mad Dog Matt and Lame Lupine are coming with me."
Lance narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded slowly, and pointed to a soldier on the other side of the tent: "That's it. Steel Rod Philo, you go with your double sword Masuo and Iron Ax Wall. You two Each road received two hundred heroes, and whoever could kill the knight would get one-half of the manor.
"Master Daruno, you lead two hundred infantry to follow. After breaking through the village wall, immediately attack the castle."
After receiving the order, the seven leaders responded one after another, and then they pushed each other towards the outside of the tent.
Master Reed, who defected to the rebels, watched the leaders leave, turned around and spoke again: "Although the leaders are brave, and Lord Daruno's curse is also very powerful, there are still powerful Sequence 6 extraordinary beings sitting in the manor. The leaders are just afraid that they are too weak to do what they can.”
Lance stood up, his little eyes shining brightly: "Otherwise, why do you think I sent them up in the first place?"
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Lana sat on the slope for a while and suddenly heard rapid footsteps coming from behind. He turned around and found that Fiona was actually wearing a beautiful silver breastplate and ran to the gap. He couldn't help but turned pale and said in shock: "Why did you come to such a dangerous place? Where is the sealed artifact?"
"The sealed artifact is ready~ I brought you breakfast!" The girl with long hair reaching her waist opened the paper bag in her hand and stuffed a piece of fragrant sausage into Lana's hand, "Can you eat that bit of bread? full."
Lana smiled, took the sausage and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he said: "The rebels will come up soon. This time their Beyonders and elite soldiers will take action. Please keep the things." Get off and go back quickly.”
Fiona shook her head repeatedly, stood on tiptoes and looked at the vast ocean in the distance: "They are coming soon. I am here to protect you. Just listen to me——! Professor, they will launch a large-scale attack on the castle later. Attack spell, during this period, we have to block the gap and prevent them from rushing in.
"Moreover, without me continuously supplying them with magic power, the effect will be compromised when you want to use it later."
The girl said while pointing in the direction blocked by the building: "If we cannot hold on, Murat will bring the militia reserve team up to meet us."
Before the two people could reach a conclusion in their argument, the large black raft appeared again on the turbid yellow water.
The bandits wrapped their heads in dirty red and yellow turbans one by one, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands and roaring from a distance. This time, more than one-fifth of their team was equipped with various armors, with swords and guns in full order, and their momentum was far greater than before.
A strong archer emerged from the raft, opened his strong bow at Lana, and shot an arrow with a "whoosh" sound. Fiona drew out the long sword from her waist with lightning speed, and struck the feather arrow to the ground before Lana could.
"Look! I'm very powerful!"
The raging flood had subsided. As soon as the raft approached the muddy ground under the city wall, Venomtooth Holland and a group of leaders began to yell and curse, urging his minions to jump off the raft and rush up the slope through the shallow water.
"New gods and old gods, there is a beauty on that piece of mud. Am I dazzled?"
A rebel had just squeezed out of the raft with a dagger between his teeth. When he looked up, he saw a slim blond girl beside the tall black-armored guard on the slope.
Her whole body is wrapped in exquisite silver plate armor, and she wears a silver helmet with outstretched wings. Her long blond hair hangs down to her slender waist, and her slim and tall figure is as alluring as a fairy on a mural.
"I guarantee with Father Kitchen God's beard that you are not dazzled. That little beauty is wearing a white skirt under the armor, and there is not even a trace of mud on it."
The bandits murmured among themselves, and even began to discuss who would go first and who would go after the girl. The fallen mage Daruno, who was originally leading the rear, even cursed his men and asked them to make way for him to make the first wave to land.
Only Fan Fang Huo Lan's eyes flashed with thoughts, and he actually stepped back from the crowd.
The crossbowmen among the bandits had already approached more than ten steps away and shot a round of locust-like arrows at Lana. Lana hurriedly hid Fiona behind him and took half a step back to the back of the slope, using his sword and cloak to block the rain of arrows.
"Stop, stop! If you shoot the little beauty to death, I will kill you!" Steel Rod Ferro was already screaming wildly, and kicked a crossbowman into the water.
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On the low and roofless castle tower of Baron Bethe, Professor Witzleben looked down at the rebels crawling towards them like ants, raised his hand to make a vague gesture, and chanted an obscure spell. A wave of fluctuating fog surged in the bloody air, and vague shadows and bursts of arcs appeared over the area where rebels gathered outside the gap.
A solemn sense of oppression appeared on the battlefield. The wind and air seemed to be blocked by invisible walls and were slowly compressing inconspicuously.
Witzleben's cold eyes swept across the hundreds of rebels, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Every group is ready to activate the magic spell I have assigned to you.
"Isius, activate the spiritual link and give everyone the coordinates."
Viscount Isius nodded and sprinkled the charged dust crystals in the magic circle that had been prepared. The clear thoughts extended to the consciousness of the dozens of magic science students present and gathered under the tower, forming an illusory but clear three-dimensional image in their minds.
In this image, the castle, the village walls, the water and the swarming rebels come to life. The blocking Rana and the friendly forces scattered in the distance were prompted by soft blue light, while the rebel brigade showed densely packed red dots.
A few seconds later, a faint dotted line appeared in front of the red dot, marking their trajectory.
A grid-like shadow appeared in the huge battlefield image, and several columnar vortex air masses marked the spellcasting positions of each magic team. These positions were placed in the breach and in the surrounding water, surrounding the incoming rebels under the village walls on three sides.
At the core of this series of whirlpool trajectories, where the rebels are about to resist, there are three groups of intertwined ripples gathering and squirming, covering almost all the rebels, ominous and terrifying.
The psychic network links everyone present. They can get the real-time panoramic view of the battlefield drawn and shared by Isius without having to let go of their minds and privacy. According to the arrangements that have been made, a catastrophe is about to come.
Berthier, Dedeus and several classmates were gathered around a blue magic circle, singing in unison. For trainee mages who lack mental strength, co-casting spells can activate powerful spells that can only be used by Sequence 7 casters, but this requires very high coordination, compatibility, and qualifications between each person.
Sonia and several other classmates also stood beside the magic circle that had been drawn up. Their configuration had begun to show results, becoming more stable and stronger.
The rafts rushed up one after another, and the leaders headed by Steel Rod Ferro immediately shouted and rushed towards Rana.
Lana protected Fiona behind him and slashed at the swarming bandits with his sword.
Wherever the sword light struck, four or five enemies immediately screamed and fell to the ground. Others were seized by the energy and kept their pace.
Suddenly a figure appeared in the crowd and rushed over.
"Remove his sword!"
The ordinary hands of the rebel leader Lame Lu Ping suddenly swelled into huge limbs as thick as buckets. He stepped out with an astonishingly large steel fork and thrust it towards Lana's sword.
"Bang!"
The heavy sword edge collided with the steel fork, and a stream of fire burst out. Lu Ping, whose hands were weird and inhuman, and the steel fork in his hand flew away, but Rana also felt his hands vibrate, the tiger's mouth burst open, and the horse-killing sword in his hand was also shot away!
The cripple Lu Ping actually possesses weird and inhuman powers. His attack was premeditated and he completed the disarm in one round.
The leaders, who were already ready to attack, swarmed forward with a ferocious smile. The reason why they can become the leaders of a team is because of their unique skills and extraordinary characteristics.
Without the deterrence of the horse-cutting sword, the steel rod Ferro held a terrifying mace and smashed it head on, and several spears also stabbed at him like a forest.
Lana, who lost his weapon, took a deep breath and roared at the rushing rebels. The Heartbreaker, which could control and decelerate over a wide range, immediately caught them, suffocating the stormy attacks.
At this moment, the fallen mage Daruno, who was hidden in the crowd, crushed an ugly and weird rag doll on his chest, and a black mist rolled through the crowd of rebels like Rana.
Rana felt inexplicably that he was about to suffer bad luck. His fighting spirit and fighting spirit were covered with a black cloth and lost their luster, and his actions became slow and weak. As a barrier breaker, he shouldn't be easily trapped by magic, but this black mist lingers like a living creature.
Having just exerted his extraordinary ability, he was unable to mobilize enough strength to fight against this strange magic. He felt helpless as he fell deeper and deeper into the darkness.
Seeing that Lana lost his main weapon in one round and was in trouble, the students of Homon Watts who were watching the battle on the tower also exclaimed, and even Berthier and the others who were casting spells couldn't help but feel shaken.
At this time, Sonia said calmly: "Everyone, continue preparing the spell, don't stop."
Isius didn't hide his worried look on his face and couldn't help but say:
"Rana's situation is critical. If the wall is breached, the attack we have prepared will not be effective.
"It will take at least two minutes before the spell takes effect. I must quickly ask Murat to go up for support."
"Don't worry." Sonia smiled and shook her head, "The moment he loses his two-handed sword, Lana will show his true power."
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The horse-killing sword rotated, making a dull buzzing sound as it swept across the slope and landed behind the wall. Seeing that victory was just around the corner, the rebel leader and hundreds of his subordinates all jumped off the raft, holding daggers in their mouths and carrying short axes. They stepped on the bloody water and broken corpses and viciously surrounded and killed them.
Three to four hundred rebels attacked together, almost filling the shoal under the gap.
"What? Did you find the opportunity?" Lana took two steps back, glanced at the dark crowd, and a cruel smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
Do you think you can restrain me by restraining the Zhanma Sword? Such heavy long weapons are not prepared for thin bodies like you.
Now, let you experience the violent power!
He took off his heavy helmet and threw it down, shouting behind him:
"Here comes the sword."
In the focus of hundreds of eyes, Fiona, in silver robes and armor, unfolded the satin-bound rucksack she carried with her, raised her jade hand lightly, and two rays of cold light flew towards Lana's hand.
Her breath was connected to the cold light, and her eyes bloomed with particle-like golden colors, echoing the light and shadow:
"The true name of the two swords that was liberated in the name of Xia Long's bloodline.
"Give your strength to my knights!
"Defend against the attacks and curses of the enemy, guard against the sword of the Eternal Patriarch,
"Throw fear in front of them, Broken Steel Sword, Majestic Fury!"
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"Filo is getting impatient."
Lance, who was watching the battle from a distance, said calmly, as if he was talking about something insignificant. Accompanied by Wizard Reed, he had arrived on the water three hundred meters away from the castle, surrounded by heavy guards of armored soldiers.
On the crowded slope, two magic swords, one bright and one dark, flowing with mysterious aura appeared in the hands of Lana, who stood proudly. The steaming blood gushed out from his limbs and bones, converging with the light of the sword into a blur. If the actual interlaced sword energy appears above the head, a clear clashing sound of interlaced swords will burst out.
The voodoo curse cast by Daruno was burned away by the sword in the blink of an eye.
Philo changed his sword and shield, and struck Lana with his sword first: "What's the use of this?"
The reflection of blood on his sword had already released his bloody resentment for killing creatures. Under this blow, even the enemy blessed with the power of magic spells and enchanted weapons can be shaken.
"Bang!"
Rana held the weapon behind his left hand and blocked it. Ferro felt as if his full blow hit the city wall, his wrist shattered, and blood and the long knife flew up together.
A buzzing sound that gave people a splitting headache arose. In the dancing firelight, Rana was seen holding a defensive sword in his left hand. This bladeless weapon has four edges, the upper end is slightly smaller, the lower end has a handle, and there are grooves on the sword.
"What kind of weapon is this?" Iron Ax Wall rushed to respond and struck Lana with an axe. His heavy weapon is also very powerful against the long sword. If the sword holder blocks with the weapon, the sword blade may be broken, or he may even be killed directly from the middle.
Lana swiped his sword casually, sparks flying from under the ax blade. An astonishing shock came from the handle of the axe, and Wall could hardly hold the weapon in his hands.
The magic sword in Rana's right hand has been changed from chopping to picking, and the sword edge penetrates the gap between Wall's arms and stabs his throat, and it is stopped like lightning.
Iron Ax Wall's neck was penetrated, and the rebels behind could even see Rana's figure in front of him clearly in the blood. Before he could retreat while clutching his throat, a golden light hit him all over his face, breaking his skull and smashing the brain covered with hair and bones until it exploded like a fountain.
In the bloody light, Lana unfolded like a whirlwind. The guard sword in his left hand deflected the spears and spears that were stabbed by Ru Lin, and the broken steel sword in his right hand just struck with a cold light.
The layers of spears, swords and axes were swept away, breaking like paper and flax stalks, and the bundles of spear heads broke off and flew up.
The double-sword Masuo shouted and rolled, dodged directly from the crowd to Lana's leg, raised the sharp blade and stabbed it towards the waist.
If the two armies were facing each other and the spearmen stabbed each other, a brave warrior like Masuo would roll over under the forest of spears and chop off the thighs and ankles of the opposing spearmen. Suddenly, he found that there was a light above his head, and only a handful of sticks were left among the densely packed spears and spears that had been stabbed there, and the spearheads of various sizes fell down like raindrops.
"No!"
Before he could turn around in surprise, Lana had already slashed his sword in the face. Ma Suo raised his knife to resist, but the steel knife immediately broke into two pieces. The blade, half of the screaming face and the helmet flew out together.
Lana chopped down Wall and chopped down Maso one after another, tearing at the ranks of the rebels, killing them like melons and vegetables.
The rebels were unable to break through the defensive sword's blockage, and their shields and armor were useless under the broken steel sword. In the blink of an eye, there was a large group of injured soldiers lying on the muddy ground, pressing their hands on the bleeding wounds, and struggling to hold on to the trouser leg of the sword next to them.
The rebel group that was densely flocking towards the gap was blocked head-on. One wave rushed up and they were killed in the blink of an eye. No matter how much they screamed, they couldn't move an inch further.
"Stabilize the formation!"
The leaders and strong men of the rebels shouted and converged their formation and stopped charging.
"Crossbowman, come up and shoot him!"
At this moment, some people with keen senses in the dense rebel team felt an indescribable fear and palpitations, as if a ferocious giant beast was stretching out its tentacles from the muddy water under its feet, opening its terrifying mouthparts to attack Devour the living.
The strange movements of magical power on the tower of Baron Bet's castle are shaking violently.
A blue halo suddenly radiated from the red and yellow muddy water, and a strange ring appeared in the corresponding position in mid-air, gradually taking shape and slowly lowering.
"What is this!"
Several rebels crowded in the crowd screamed. However, some leaders like Fang Huolan frantically pushed aside the minions around them and squeezed out of the crowd without saying a word. The fallen mage Daruno ran away with his head in his arms.
The light and lines under the feet and above the head quickly became clear and stable, and in the blink of an eye, powerful pressure and deadly aura enveloped the earth.
The flood and soil roared, and the same light was radiating from the manor castle not far away.
Even the most unsighted bandits realize that something bad is going on. The irresistible fear of natural enemies and predators that is imprinted deep in their souls reminds them of -
This is a world dominated by magic!
They have been under the spell of a large-scale attack.
The three suspended magic circles quickly rotated closer to each other in the crowd. Every time they got closer, the air became more filled with cruelty and terror. At the same time, several invisible air positions appeared on the periphery of the rebels, like impenetrable walls of wind, cutting off their escape routes.
"Run quickly!"
The rebels screamed in unison.
"hiss--!"
A whistling sound like tearing linen resounded throughout the battlefield, and groups of rebels were swept into the blade-like whirlpool, as if they were thrown into a meat grinder, and were instantly crushed into pieces.
In the other two places where the rebels were densely packed, bone-eroding cold air suddenly appeared, covering the bandits in single clothes with pale frost.
A bandit who was escaping heard a clicking sound from his thighs. From the corner of his eye, he saw that his white legs had been cut off at the knees, revealing broken bones and frozen meat residue. The two calves were already frozen in blood like icicles.
With a crackling sound, in the core of the freezing cold, the famous mountain bandits were shattered into pieces of ice, falling on the frozen ice with a terrifying sound.
"ah--!"
The bandits who were lucky enough to survive being swept away by the aftermath of the magic let out a scream. Half of it was because their hands and feet were torn to pieces by the terrifying magic attack, and the other half was because they saw their companions who were close at hand instantly turned into balls of flesh and ice.
Three terrifying magical forces intertwined with each other and collided violently. The strong winds and extreme cold tore at the rebel ranks, becoming more and more fierce and expanding, including hundreds of people in the blink of an eye.
