It worked.
Although they only hurriedly executed the coordinated attack spell arranged by Witzleben, both Sonia and Berthier's team successfully completed the projection of magic.
The magic spell of Isius allowed them to know the battlefield environment very well, and also avoided the mutual interference and rejection of magic powers to the greatest extent.
The other students of Homon Watts did not launch a direct attack. Instead, while Lana blocked the gap, they dropped several storm stances on the periphery of the battlefield to block the rebels' retreat.
Three waves of large-scale attack spells led by Professor Witzleben tore apart the rebels who had nowhere to escape. The Extraordinary Steel Rod Philo who rushed at the front and his accomplices turned into flesh in the blink of an eye.
Even on the tower of the castle, from the corner of his eye, he could faintly see the broken limbs flying under the earthen wall, and his ears were filled with the miserable screams of dying people.
The magic science students who were casting spells and watching the battle were concentrating with all their concentration. Their perception became more acute and thorough than ever before, and they suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a large number of strange objects that were swept up by the strong wind, rising and falling outside the window.
"Don't look!" the professor scolded.
However, Berthier and his team mates were still attracted by the strange scene and took a look.
They witnessed a storm of black and red blood. There were some round things bouncing around. Thousands of curly strips were dancing in the wind like disgusting bugs.
Among the dancing broken bones, broken intestines, and internal organs, a terrifying and chaotic shadow was outlined, false and real. Processed and amplified by the brain's imagination, an extreme fear of some unspeakable and terrifying unknown emerged.
The meticulous and cautious Berthier immediately realized that it was the head severed by the wind sickle, and that it was the gastrointestinal tract and internal organs torn from the stomach. However, he was still attracted and shocked by the illusions outlined by the stumps all over the sky, and his consciousness sank into an unknown territory like being stuck in a quagmire.
His mind went blank for a while, but he could hear the ethereal and false sound of the dice falling to the ground.
Berthier lost his mind for a moment, trembling in extreme panic and indescribable despair, and the whole world became gray and worthless. He even lost the meaning of living and ran around on the tower with a large group of confused classmates.
Sonia, who successfully completed a round of freezing storm, subconsciously turned her gaze to the ground to check her results.
Dozens of frozen corpses shattered in front of her like porcelain dolls, rolling around on the ground with broken bones and strands of flesh, with expressions of surprise and fear still on their rolling heads.
This scene, which she had only heard of in horror stories, shocked her.
"Ugh——!"
Severe cramping pain immediately came from her chest, Sonia's entire face slumped, and her pale skin was bloodless. After bouts of nausea and intense dizziness, the angina she had never experienced before seemed to tear her apart, accompanied by intense suffocation.
Sonia felt that she was almost dying from pain, clutching her chest and twitching continuously.
Isius on the side witnessed the horrifying scene in full.
Like an audience member sitting in a special seat, he did not miss any detail. The most shocking and crazy scene in the whole play was directly projected into the depths of his consciousness.
He seemed to hear a strange cracking sound, and then a heavy door slowly opened in his mind.
"hahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Isius, who had always been decent, fell into madness. He scratched his face with his nails and laughed wildly in the chaos of his classmates.
"Really,
“It’s so high!
"Ah hahahahahaha!"
Witzleben's spell practice lessons suddenly spiraled out of control.
His students had no idea how much sanity they had lost. They were dancing up and down the tower like seaweed, laughing maniacally, telling strange jokes while hugging the pillars, and banging their heads like woodpeckers. .
"They are heinous rebels, and you are only fulfilling your legal right to self-defense!" Professor Witzleben shouted, "They are demons who are not protected by the law! Remember your happy memories!"
There was chaos inside and outside the manor. Although the villagers did not witness the scene outside, they were all frightened by the actions of the noble young masters and ladies.
Fiona, who was at the gap, saw the hordes of rebels turn into pulp and debris in front of her at close range, and blood and scraps even flew onto her pretty cheeks.
The girl who was fighting side by side with Lana just now screamed, clutching her chest and fell backwards from the slope.
"Fiona!" Lana exclaimed and retreated hastily.
…
"Hmph, despicable spell caster."
On the large raft hundreds of meters away, a tall and burly figure stood out from the crowd at this moment.
Lance showed up.
His hawk-like eyes scanned the chaotic castle sharply, and his cold gaze locked on the figure of Professor Witzleben.
"Extraordinary, I found you."
"Here comes the bow!"
The armored guards on both sides immediately took out a powerful bow that was as ferocious and weird as the tentacles of an insect. The moment it touched Lance's hands, tentacle-like tentacles popped out of the bow and pierced his arteries. The dark bow The body squirmed to absorb blood, and soon turned from black to disgusting dark red.
"Where is the Demon Breaking Arrow!"
The guards presented a black iron arrow, which was as thick as a spear. The huge arrow beat like a heart, sending out heart-stopping tremors and ripples.
An illusory soul in the image of a warrior screamed and wailed beside the black arrow, and was quickly swallowed by the arrow again.
"The arrogant wizard actually invested his first move in useless cannon fodder. He is really stupid. Do you really think that no one can punish you?"
Lance bent his bow and drew an arrow in a full circle. Not satisfied yet, he stabilized his lower body, leaned his upper body back, and stretched the bow string a few points.
He himself was like a strong bow, pointing directly at the busy figures walking on the tower.
The bowstring made a loud sound like muffled thunder, and the gleaming iron arrow shot out from the bowstring, heading straight for Witzleben.
A scream suddenly came from 300 meters away, and the black arrow's shaft was wiped out in flight, leaving only the terrifying wolf-like arrow trailing a bloody trajectory.
Professor Witzleben was in the cooling-down stage of casting spells, but his robe was decorated with protective accessories, and he opened a powerful shield early.
The spear-like black arrow first tore apart a layer of crystal-like barrier, and then hit the blue magic shield, making an astonishing roar, and a layer of broken blue light fragments scattered in all directions.
The powerful shield of the extraordinary was shattered and destroyed on the spot. When Professor Witzleben heard the whistling sound and turned around to look, his body had already flown backwards as if he had been hit by a ballista.
Sonia was suffering from heart angina when she suddenly heard a frightening sound of bone cracking and tearing, and then saw blood spurting out from the professor's mouth and chest. There were even pieces of broken internal organs spit out together.
"professor!"
The stone walls of the tower collapsed. Professor Witzleben, who was nailed into the masonry, was broken at the chest. The two pieces of his body were mixed with soil and broken bricks and fell into the rolling yellow water below.
"Next, it's you." Lance opened his strong bow again and caught Lana, whose head was only exposed, into the shooting angle. This time he did not use the strange black arrow, but took an armor-piercing wolf tooth arrow to snipe.
Before Rana could react, Fangjian Eternal Patriarch had already made a fierce buzzing sound, and actually took the initiative to pull his hand forward to block him.
"Bang!"
The black fang arrow hit the anti-sword bullet and flew out. Lana was thrown to the ground by the astonishing force. The breastplate hit Fiona on the head and knocked her unconscious.
"Go deal with them!" Lance broke free from the strange black bow full of tentacles and called to the guards around him. "The women and noble young masters should stay as much as possible."
After saying this, he sat down a little weakly and weakly, and weakly moved his mouth: "Get the medicinal wine."
"It's better to drink less of that kind of stuff," Master Reed advised. "Their extraordinary ones have been sniped and killed, and our armored elites can penetrate their defenses."
"It's not enough." Lance took a few sips of the medicinal wine. An abnormal blush suddenly appeared on his face, and his whole body was steaming with heat, just like the leg of lamb that had just been cooked. "I'm going to go and talk to them after a short break." A battle.
"Prepare for a general attack."
…
Twelve armored heavy infantrymen approached on rafts.
They jumped down into the shallow bloody water full of severed limbs and heads, and walked over with iron boots, approaching the slope.
Wearing double layers of heavy armor, armed with large shields, spears and short swords, they moved forward steadily in a rare and neat formation.
"Oops, legionnaire?"
Rana was shocked, raised his head and shouted:
"Mura, Nona, Kulala, come and help me!"
The twelve armored rebels looked across the gentle slope. Without saying a word, they took off their muskets and fired a volley at Lana and Fiona behind them, not caring about their life or death.
Rana hurriedly grabbed the sword that fell aside to resist. The heavy armor-piercing spear hit the sword blade, making a tooth-itching sound of impact and friction. A spear grazed the edge of the sword, penetrated the greaves on his legs, and pierced a bloody hole in Lana's calf.
Twelve Armors were not anxious. They each took their weapons and formed an arc-shaped defense line, guarding the front and the tower respectively as they marched slowly. Although the number of people is small, it is really as stable as a mountain.
Seeing that the armored rebels were about to ascend the slope, Lana gritted his teeth and put down Fiona, pulled out the throwing gun on his calf, drank a bottle of potion, grabbed the two swords and jumped into the crowd.
The twelve armors immediately formed a thick shield wall, and the sword blades and lance thrusts protruded forward from the gaps, facing his impact like a mythical creature.
Rana's attack was as powerful as thunder, hitting the heavy shield and armor, breaking open an open space in the steel formation, and the armor of the two rebels who collided head-on were overturned to the ground.
He took advantage of the situation and struck out with his sword, trying to take the head of one of them. But there were countless daggers and battle axes around him, slashing at his head and face.
Lana waved his sword to resist, and several cracks were cut on his black heavy armor on the spot. Broken Steel Sword·Majestic Wrath: The Broken Steel is unstoppable, and it kills the swarming attacks in the blink of an eye.
But the rebels were unafraid in their armor, and they alternated cover and attacked at the same time. The people on the front resisted the sweep of the steel sword at the cost of damaging the heavy shield, and the others took advantage of the situation and besieged him from all directions.
In just a moment, Lana had seven or eight more wounds on his body. Although he killed one person with the sharpness of the magic sword, he was also covered in wounds like a black bear surrounded by hyenas.
After a period of fighting, the rebels retreated slightly in armor, reorganized their equipment in front of Rana, and once again formed a formation with shields in front and guns and axes outflanking them.
On the water in the distance, another large raft was heading towards the breach. Even Lance, who had just been shot, swayed and moved towards this side.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lana shouted back: "Fiona, prepare to liberate the Eternal Patriarch for the second time!"
Fiona had just gotten up from the ground, and before she had time to react, the armored rebel had already circled behind Lana and raised his armor-piercing hammer to hit him.
Lana fought and retreated, leaning towards Fiona.
In a gust of wind and shouts, the swarming armored soldiers were defeated. Several rebels who were outflanking him suddenly became confused.
Murat arrived. He wore a double-layered armor composed of silver breastplate and dense mail, and held a three-meter long halberd to kill an armored rebel.
His halberd is the standard weapon of the centurion of the legion. It has a sharp spear and a sharp ax blade. The back of the ax is a hook-shaped sharp iron for hooking. It can use a variety of attacks to destroy armor and helmets, and cut off swords. strike or knock down a horse. There is also a heavy metal weight at the end of the halberd, which can be used as a war hammer in the hands of a skilled warrior.
It is not difficult to use this weapon, and it can even be used as a reinforced spear to thrust forward in a battle array. However, only those knights and veterans who have trained for a long time can exert the true power of this heavy weapon.
Murat launched a short assault on the outflanking rebel armor with a sharp spear. The armor-piercing spear pierced the shield and knocked another armor to the ground. He immediately turned his stab into a chop and swept it away with his axe.
The armored rebels were also strong warriors with rich combat skills and experience. They quickly evaded the sweep by taking half a step back. They stepped forward like lightning and split Murat's breastplate with a sword, even injuring his inner parts. Lined mail. Murat immediately lost the advantage of distance.
For long weapons, this brief close encounter is fatal. But Murat pressed and retracted the front end of the halberd, and the sharp iron behind the ax blade tore away an armored gauntlet at the same time. Murat completely abandoned his defense, turned his halberd upside down with the bravery of sacrificing his own life, and smashed the enemy head-on with the weighted hammer.
His blows came in one go and were unstoppable.
"Bang!" The armored soldier's head shattered under his helmet and fell crookedly.
"It's two versus nine now." Rana stood up, gasping for air, and was formed into a back-to-back formation by Murat.
Murat shook his head and handed the horse-cutting sword to his companion, "Change to a heavier weapon. Give the Eternal Patriarch to Fiona and prepare for a combination of skills."
The armored rebels gathered in front of them slowly retreated. Although they retreated, their pace and formation remained intact.
Behind them, Lance appeared.
The turbid shallow water was littered with corpses, and the blood and mud were solidified by the freezing air and had not yet melted. The broken head looked up at the sky with an empty and resentful look, and the severed limbs on the ground seemed to be reaching out from hell, grabbing at the world of the living.
Lance crushed a rebel's head with his iron boots and walked over without caring. The remaining armored soldiers gathered around him and spread out in an arc.
Every step he took seemed to be walking in the gap between reality and the abyss. As long as you stare at his figure, you will notice some unspeakable disharmony and confusion.
…
Nona came to her companions with a diamond-shaped shield and a long sword, and guarded the gap with Lana and Murat.
Kulala's leaping figure appeared on the rooftop in the distance. She was withdrawing from her other position and quickly ascending to the attic of a nearby house. She has set up a covering position there and can provide long-range support at any time.
The Shutorals had given up defenses in other areas and concentrated on the gap. Although other positions may also be breached, it is not a big deal to allow the rebels to break through in other directions when the rebel leader is personally on the front line.
The Homon Watts side has lost the transcendent and can only concentrate all its power here.
"Gentlemen, combo," Nona tapped her shield with her sword, "I'll be the two pioneers!"
Sonia is here. She just got over the mental trauma. She doesn't look good, but she can still hold on.
Fiona retrieved the Eternal Patriarch and inserted the magic sword into the ground with both hands.
"Tough Shield, activate."
The magic sword hummed, and bright ripples filled the air.
Fiona's eyes gradually lost their restless look and became as elegant and holy as a church icon. Colorful magic ripples connected the three Shutorals, forming a crystal halo on their bodies.
Thirty archers ran out from among the rebels. They lined up in a row before the leader arrived, and fired a hail of arrows at Shutoral who was guarding the gap from a distance. The arrow penetrated the shield, but was decelerated and weakened as if passing through water and cotton, and then bounced weakly and deflected on the breastplate.
As long as Fiona is still charging the Eternal Patriarch, the magic shield will always provide protection for the three of them. All attacks will first be weakened by the shield, and then their fine armor can be tested.
The wounds on Lana, who was covered by the shield, began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and exhaustion and discouragement were swept away.
He clenched his fist with satisfaction, inserted the majestic fury into the scabbard on his waist, and raised the horse-killing sword on his shoulder.
The three of them stood motionless in the rain of arrows. If it weren't for a powerful single attack, they wouldn't be able to pose a real threat to them. Nona even temporarily put down her shield, took her horn bow and fired back.
The thirty or so archers who gathered in front of the three of them were named one after another by her and the hidden Kurala. The rebel archers couldn't shoot past the protection on the other side, but just one hit was enough to be fatal. After being shot down seven or eight times in a row, he ran away with his head in his arms.
Berthier and Thedius appeared in the gap next. Their faces were bloodless, but their whole bodies were surging with surging magic power. Their skin and clothes were surging like ripples and liquid, and they turned into the same substance and became one.
Lana glanced at them in surprise. He couldn't detect the breath of living people at all. It was like a piece of ice and a ball of fire walking...
Always at the safe rear, they realized that they were on the verge of life and death and began to fight back crazily!
Berthier, who used to be gentle and shy, had a strange calmness and weirdness in his words:
“Witzleben has been killed.
"The echo communication has been partially restored. Old Town will send more reinforcements and even transcendents, but it will take time. If we can't stop this wave, let's go to the underworld to sing.
"It is known that Lance is a rare Abyss Path Sequence 7 terrifying knight, possessing characteristics that suggest distortion and mutation. He has been trapped in this level for a long time, and may have powers that are unknown to the official."
Deedius next to him was pulsating like a burning flame, and he added in almost the same tone and tone:
"Leave the miscellaneous soldiers to us, and Shutoral will focus on dealing with Lance."
Nona glanced at them in surprise: "Is this your plan? Stop it, it's too dangerous."
"No need to say more. (No more nonsense.)"
Berthier and Thedius moved closer to each other. They were wrapped in crazy magic power, and the activated magic circle did not appear beside them, but was directly imprinted in their eyes.
With every step they took, their bodies mutated and twisted.
After seven steps, they lose their human appearance and transform into humanoid masses of icy air and fire.
"High-level elements are coming. (Fusion begins.)"
The terrifying aura of magical power swept over the corpse-strewn slopes. The psychic ripples of the two tend to synchronize, merging with each other like elemental spirits. The dim light visible to the naked eye emitted from the dead bodies, which were being captured and devoured by the two of them.
The approaching Lance stopped, narrowed his eyes and looked at the astonishing scene in front of him, and after a moment he said calmly:
"I thought I was twisted enough,
“I didn’t expect you little bastards to show off too much.
"Don't give them time to fuse, let me attack!"
The fierce Lance drove straight through the broken entrance under the cover of armored attendants. He did not hold a strong bow, but a small shield and a flail that were weird like goat skulls, and rushed towards Murat.
Murat immediately attacked with his halberd. His thrust was precise and fast, accurately hitting the sheep bone shield on Lance's hand.
"Bang!"
At the moment of the hit, Murat felt as if he was collided by a war horse, and suddenly lost his center of gravity. The seemingly small shield not only deflected his full thrust, but also bounced back the force, disrupting his rhythm immediately.
Lance grabbed the flail and struck him head on.
This blow seemed ordinary, but it rolled in like a storm. Murat even saw the phenomenon of space being distorted. He felt that the flail seemed to be accelerating repeatedly in several planes, or that it was different planes. The power of the flail is superimposed on this blow, which will definitely cause an irresistible fatal blow.
Nona used a diamond-shaped shield to cut between Murat and Lance. Her strength is the strongest among the female Shutoral. She fights with sword and shield, often supplemented by sharp spears, so she can cope with various situations. But when it came to the battle, Nona didn't dare to be careless at all, supporting the shield with both hands to face the enemy.
"boom!"
With a thunderous sound, the flail penetrated the tough shield, bent Nona's shield, and even broke her arm. Nona was knocked out and fell down with Murat.
Before Lance could retract the blow, Rana had already caught up and struck Lance head-on with his sword. The sharp sword blocked Lance's pursuit and even knocked him back several steps.
The rebels, all wearing armor and swords, came forward to help in the battle. However, they hit something head-on and suddenly stopped.
Sonia had already cast an invisible storm in front of them, separating them from the leader and blocking the way to support.
Although the blood of the warriors has more or less demon-breaking properties, these rebel armors could not find a way to break through the barrier in a hurry. They could only take a detour to the right and go around to the side without barrier.
Then, they saw a mixture of ice and fire...
An unimaginable monster stands in front of the rebel armor. The two contradictory energies are constantly merging and breaking apart, erupting into a terrifying whirlpool of magic power. Red and blue particle-like mist swirled rapidly in the air.
This is a huge ball lightning. At the center of the lightning was a vague figure. His legs couldn't be seen clearly, but they were symmetrically divided into shapes of flames and frost.
It floats half a meter above the ground, its whole body is wrapped in an extremely thick silver shield, and the flame and frost spheres spin rapidly around its wrist.
It surged towards the armored rebels who looked frightened, and let out an inhuman and horrifying roar:
"Elemental Lord Berenus,
"Fusion - complete."
