Blessing from the goddess at the beginning, technology VS magic

Rhett had looked familiar to this great mage before, but he didn't expect that he actually knew him. He simply asked: "Who are you?"

"Hahaha, don't remember me? I even taught you."

Then it's easy to guess, after all, I only have two teachers in total.

"Teacher March! You are now the Grand Mage," Red said pretending to be surprised.

Ma Qi proudly stroked his beard and said: "I also unintentionally realized something in my later years, and was able to be promoted to the Grand Mage. Thanks to the goddess's protection."

"The student is here to congratulate the teacher on his promotion, but now there is an emergency on the front line, and I have to deal with it." Rhett saluted and was about to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, didn't I say before that the money I charged was a bit too much? Isn't that right? I'll go help you deal with that cultist."

After thinking about it for a while, Rhett didn't think there was anything wrong. He added the power of a great mage just in case. He didn't know what level of member of the Samurai Society he was.

"Then thank you teacher"

Ma Qi smiled and said: "You're welcome, I'm just doing a small favor for the students."

Rhett immediately ordered two people to take March to the front line, but March waved his hand and said, "No need, just tell me the general direction, and I can find it in half a day."

After pointing out the direction, Ma Qi activated the wind magic and flew out directly. After there were no obstacles, he flew at a low altitude and reached a speed of Mach 0.2.

Rhett looked at the direction in which March flew away and sighed, magic is indeed very convenient sometimes.

The third regiment battlefield

"Ants! A bunch of ants! How dare you break into my kingdom!" A man wearing the standard black robe of the Demon Samurai Association floated in the air, barking like a mad dog.

At the same time, the dark magic - black flame ball - is constantly activated in his hand. Like the fireball, it is a low-level magic, but it is very useful against ordinary people. After being hit, the flesh will rot, and black will appear in the rotten area. The flames will eventually burn the whole person like a zombie.

"Hidden! Hurry!" shouted the second platoon leader of the Nirvana Army's third regiment.

"Don't stop shooting! Keep firing!"

Marsh, the commander of the third regiment, also sat on the front line to stabilize the morale of the troops.

"Has the message been sent out?" Marsh shouted.

"It has been sent out, but the reinforcements from the Second Regiment and the Fourth Regiment are not expected to arrive until a day later!" the correspondent next to him also shouted.

Marsh himself was also very anxious. Originally, he saw the black spire as before. In the past, he would just shoot it down with long-range artillery, and then clean up the surrounding monsters. But what he didn't expect was that this tower actually had a protective shield. Although he knew before setting off that this black spire was called the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons and was protected by a shield, the dozen or so people in front of him didn't have a shield, so they were used to it.

Seeing the black flames raging in front of him, and the soldiers of the Nirvana Army making heroic sacrifices one by one, Marsh realized at this moment that this was the real battle he had to face, and the situation ahead was abnormal.

Ten artillery pieces were destroyed at the beginning, and 20 pieces of artillery Marsh were not pulled out, because this guy was suspended in the air, and the elevation angle of the artillery was not enough, so it was difficult to hit.

He had to find a way. Marsh's brain was working quickly, but he still couldn't think of any good way. He remembered that during class, His Highness Rhett taught him to carefully observe the enemy, then make countermeasures, and learn to be flexible.

Observe the enemy, observe..., and soon Marsh discovered that his third group was currently surrounding the Ten Thousand Demons Tower in a semicircle. The reason for this situation was that the cultist was evenly spaced with the Ten Thousand Demons Tower as the center. Attack all around, and if they are too far away, he will not attack, and will let the Nirvana Army get closer to him, and only attack when they are close. This shows that he has a range, and he is deliberately controlling the distance.

With this idea in mind, Marsh ordered: "Everyone retreat back!"

"What? You want to run away? Do I agree with you to run away?" the cultist shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, many magical beasts attacked the Nirvana Army. They did not attack directly from behind, but surrounded the Nirvana Army from both sides at extremely fast speeds, trying to force them back.

"Don't worry about that cultist! Retreat and attack the monsters at the same time!" Marsh shouted.

A stone troll attacked a soldier from the side. The soldier tied several wooden-handled grenades together, pulled out the fuse and threw them away. Then he immediately fell down. The power of the explosion was comparable to that of a dynamite pack. Even the stone troll could I can't bear such an explosion.

"A bunch of ants dare to turn their backs on me. They don't even take me seriously."

After saying that, he condensed another black flame ball in his hand and threw it towards the Nirvana Army soldiers in front. Unfortunately, he missed because the attack range of the black flame ball was not that far. This also met Marsh's suspicion that this cultist had a certain area that he did not dare to go out of. He ordered his soldiers to shoot at him sporadically in an attempt to provoke him.

The cultist looked at the shields that kept appearing in front of him, his expression gradually became ferocious, and he kept saying: "Ants, ants, ants! Are a group of mortals worthy of going against this uncle? I will kill you all!"

After saying that, he clenched his fists and rushed out regardless of the instructions above - not to leave the area of ​​the Ten Thousand Demons Tower unless necessary.

good! Marsh cheered loudly in his heart, this guy finally came out. He decided to take a gamble. After blocking that range, his strength was not as strong as before.

"Pass my order, and the remaining 20 artillery pieces are all ready and aimed at the men in black robes," Marsh said.

"But captain, that guy is in the sky, we can't hit him."

"He will land, just be ready."

As expected, the man in black robe gradually slowed down. As he fell, his black robe also swayed in the wind. Those with sharp eyes could see that there were images of three black petals on his hand.

"Now! Fire!"

boom! Boom boom boom...!

"Ants, I will take you now..."

call out! Before he finished speaking, a hot shell passed by him. He could clearly hear the sharp sound, but it didn't allow him to react too much, and the remaining shells came. His luck was not so good.

These were all explosive bombs that exploded less than half a meter around him, and the last one even hit the target. The power of the gunpowder explosion and the fragments of the explosion tore through his fragile shield in an instant. People saw an unknown limb flying more than a hundred meters high, still smoking...

"Finally...finally solved" Marsh collapsed on the ground exhausted. More than 180 soldiers were sacrificed, and a cultist was finally eliminated.

"It's finally over" Marsh cried as he said it. After fighting side by side for so many days, everyone in this regiment was his brother. Now that there are so many people missing all of a sudden, how can he explain this?

Soon, without the threat of the cultists, the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons became a living target, and its territory was not as far as the range of the artillery. In the end, it couldn't hold on any longer, the shield broke, the tower was destroyed, and the battle was finally over.