Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

On the battlefield, military mages can no longer deal with cannon fodder as easily as they did just now.

They were still cooperating closely to cast magic, but those seemingly massive fireballs fell down, and some eggshell-shaped transparent shields were exposed from the pile of undead creatures, and the witch corpses in the shields stood upright.

The skill level of the fire mages of the legion is nothing more than that. Fireball is the most basic trick of the fire elemental mages. At the entry level, in the high tower of the archmage, teenage apprentices can throw it all over the sky, throwing the sea into the sky. A mage at the level of Lian Na came here and threw this low-end fireball. He can act as a non-stop fireball launcher while making out with his lover, so the shields of the witch corpses easily resisted the attack. It is only natural and reasonable. .

Conversely, the witch corpses threw all kinds of spells, and the defensive shield of the Silver Heart Fortress was hit in waves.

The ice on the ground was still effective, but then they saw the witch corpses floating in the air, only a few centimeters above the ground, they moved forward leisurely, and they didn't have to go too far, standing firmly at a casting distance suitable for them, acting as A perfect fort.Witch corpses do not have the ability to summon and spur other undead creatures. They only retain the magic level in life, but the scary thing is that dead mages are still mages. They still maintain the ability to learn. Even if they cannot break through the level of undead creatures, they can still improve spell level.

Under the protection of his companions, a witch corpse released a spell of the same fire system—flame storm, the scorching and terrifying temperature spread, and rushed straight at the mages standing on the wall. The flame burst in front of their noses, and was shielded by the fortress Stop it, the military quality of these battle mages is terribly high, they let the flames explode in front of their eyes, let the high temperature evaporate and make them sweat profusely, and they are still persistently hitting back with small fireballs.

The ice layer melted, the ground was muddy, and the undead creatures stepped on the ground making sticky sounds.

With a few puffs, the shield of the fortress cracked open, and the tongue of flames was drawn in quickly. Before the magic power replenished the shield, the military mage in the front row wailed while holding his burned head, like human torches.

Their companions hurriedly used the fountain technique, trying to extinguish the flame, but the magic flame was not an ordinary flame lit, the low-level fountain technique evaporated on the flame, and the magic power contained in the spell nourished the vigorously burning flame ——The competition between fire and water spells has always been about the level of magic power, not whoever has more water wins like natural water and fire. Military mages with limited levels obviously ignored these magic theories and got used to using magic as an ordinary weapon.

Instead, the fountain technique ignited the flames, as if pouring oil instead of clear water. The military mage finally had a slight commotion, but soon, those arrogant flames suddenly seemed to be pulled by invisible big hands, and the flames were torn apart in the air reluctantly. It was as if a ball of cotton was being torn apart.

Amidst the exclamations of the military mages, the shadow moon priests in black robes landed on the city wall. The priests in black robes waved their hands silently, and the raging fires were extinguished one after another. The dark knights who followed were clearly They didn't climb up through the normal stairs either. They turned over and jumped up directly from the inner wall. A knight with little experience was seen reaching out to pull out the sword stuck in the city wall, and his face turned red.

The dark priests naturally pushed the military mages away, and the mages gave way tactfully, not caring about the rudeness of the priests.

I saw them making strange gestures, and lightning, storms, and dark blades wandered across the battlefield for a while, and the arrogant witch corpses were immediately smashed into the mud. Barely used spells to lift the witch corpse he liked to the wall, forcibly branded the spirit of those witch corpses screaming in panic, and then threw the miserable witch corpse back to the battlefield, and began to bombard it with spells former accomplices.

The military mage was horrified to hear the Shadow Moon priests discussing: "Hey! Give me the girl with long legs!"

"That's rotten, it's not good-looking, it's going to burn." Hurray a ball of hellfire, and the black flame quickly burned the witch corpse that was evaluated as not good-looking to slag.

Those witch corpses were thrown back, and they turned against each other completely. Moreover, the priests didn't care about the snatched witch corpses. They didn't know how to use them sparingly. They threw them directly into the place where the most enemies were, and ordered them to attack directly.Undead creatures at the level of witch corpses have masters. All undead creatures, only liches, may have no masters and come from autonomous transformation.If any mage who has studied necromancy wants to transform himself, it is impossible to tolerate what he calls inferior witch corpses, so these witch corpses were taken away, and their masters were furious in the rear.

Behind the witch corpse, the monsters that had been observed for a long time also arrived on the battlefield.

Those things look like big lumps of jelly!They are a whole lump, wobbly when crawling, and will leave long viscous fluid trails on the ground. If you shrink this thing dozens of times, they are very easy to see in areas with strong magic power, and their level is particularly low , a magical creature with no threat and no IQ——Slime!

It's just that they are huge now, and their colors are purple, green, blue, yellow, and pink. They may be good if they are separated. Some slimes with transparent and clear colors will even become the treasures of hunting pet lovers, but if all the colors are mixed together together?They looked more like years of thick phlegm pulled out of the troll's throat, and they also looked like slime monsters that had been cursed with swelling, and there were some lumpy pustules on their bodies that were oozing juice.

The military mage's face was pale, and many Shadow Moon priests also had the urge to vomit.

Kevin who rushed over was very unlucky. He saw those disgusting creatures at a glance. He didn't even maintain his image on the spot. He plunged into the arms of Mevis behind him, shaking cold with nausea.

"It's the product of some kind of alchemy magic! The fluctuation of magic power is very unnatural." He gritted his teeth and said to Mevis, "Tell those low-level mages not to attack those things blindly, the magic resistance of alchemy creatures is very high, maybe they will Absorb the magic power from the outside world!"

However, it was a step too late, and several mages had already thrown fireballs——

I saw those few fireballs smashing towards an alchemy slime monster in full view, the slime monster was smashed right on the ground, as if melting, the military mage cheered, but it got stuck in his throat, The slime monster that had turned into a pool split into two, and although it was a little smaller, it moved faster.

"vomit……"

Kevin shouted palely: "Are you an idiot! Not to mention alchemy creatures, there are many naturally produced slimes that will split!"

After he finished yelling, the mages stopped immediately, but an unexpected scene shocked the audience again, those undead creatures took the initiative to start beating the giant slime monster collectively, a series of puff puffs, and now the audience is full of half-sized gaudy monsters Monsters, they drag disgusting tracks, and the sticky sound of their crawling is everywhere, like ten thousand caterpillars crawling up their backs, making people feel their hairs stand on end, their scalps tingling, and they are dizzy with nausea .

——Soon they ignored the disgust. Those creatures, some of which were split into small pieces, quickly reached the base of the wall, secreting strange body fluids, corroding the walls of the Galaxy Fortress.

"Find a way to intercept them! Don't let them destroy the city walls!" The commander of the military mage ordered.

The colorful slime splashed, and the nausea doubled. A priest couldn't help it, and a hellfire roared towards the slime monster—chic, the slime monster emitted black smoke, and it didn't split!The pitch-black hellfire quickly scorched it dry, leaving a scorched-smelling residue on the wall.

"It can be killed!"

The military mage was excited when he saw this, but soon realized that the priest was using dark magic, and igniting hellfire is a high-level spell among the magic. There is no difference between playing around, it is almost a small torch for children to pass the node.

"Use superposition magic!"

Another voice sounded, and the military mages saw a priest of light ascending the city wall. He was wearing a slim white holy robe, which was much shorter than the gorgeous dress of ordinary official priests, but no one would mistake him for an apprentice, and his clothes The golden magic circle was shining brightly, and his appearance alone made many people feel peaceful and comforted.

He held a silver rapier in his hand. The priest swung the sword, and the inspiring power spread among the military mages.

He reminded again: "Every group of ten people, all spells aim at the same target at the same time, and must be accurate to the point."

The military mages naturally obeyed his command, and the grouping was completed very quickly. The commanders simply dispatched and organized the mages who were proficient in combat into a queue.

"Listen to my password!" The commander shouted, "Aim at the monsters in the front row! Prepare to cast spells!"

Another variety of but amazingly neat spellcasting, ten ordinary fireballs were superimposed together, and the tacit cooperation of the comrades allowed the lowest level of fireball to become a high-level pyrotechnic, and even a higher level of glory The fire, the fireballs converged into a compressed white ball, and with a bang, the slime monster that was hit melted faster than the one burned by the hellfire.

Yalan, who had climbed the city wall, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance. He used the eagle eye technique mastered by elf sharpshooters. There were more undead creatures in the distance, as well as priests wearing oblivion robes.

Etjaye couldn't see that far, so Yalan gave him a brief description, and the knight said: "They come in waves? Isn't that a refueling tactic?"

"But the fortress pass is such a big place, and we are also adding oil tactics." Yalan said, "And... unfortunately, the dead are more durable than us, and the silver heart fortress has not experienced corpse siege yet, and quite lacks relevant experience. "

The Sanctuary of Truth received a request from the Duke of Haines. He hoped that the scholars and mages of the sanctuary could contribute their magic power to recharge the magic tower. However, they were persecuted by the life siphon spell before. Many scholars heard that the magic tower, Immediately his face changed, and he refused without saying a word.

The Duke of Haines was full of smoke, and he couldn't force the spellcasters of these academic organizations to be as obedient as the mages in the legion. At this time, Sissel, who was wearing a scholar's robe, reappeared in the Temple of Truth. Willing to contribute to the survival of the fortress, Dinin, another priest of light who was traveling with him, even expressed his willingness to represent the temple and help protect the safety of the mages.The Duke of Haynes immediately expressed generously that after the battle was over, the magic books in the Osland Royal Library could be used by them at will.

There is nothing greater than the temptation of knowledge. Scholars who had categorically refused before were shaken, with hesitant expressions on their faces.

Sissel stepped up: "Of course you will guarantee that there will never be any siphon magic circles created by spies in those towers now, right?"

"Of course! There is another one. I committed suicide and apologized. I can issue a military order!" The Duke of Haynes replied decisively, and simply signed a magic contract on the spot. After a brief request for the authority of the museum, they cheerfully went to register for the formation and took turns being the source of magic power.

Just like what Yalan said, compared with the consumption of the dead, the living must suffer.

The attack on the Silver Heart Fortress this time did not mean a break at all.

After the bombardment of the city wall lasted for several hours, the death knights lined up behind the undead army began to appear, as well as the lich flying majestically in the air.