Chapter 28 The irresistible fear imprinted deep in the soul
A wizard in a robe looked at the raft that was escaping back with disappointment. Less than half of the nearly two hundred infantrymen sent up came back, and the rest were also in a state of 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 armor around him turned their heads and looked at a tall villain wearing heavy armor, and they all agreed.
“The master mage is right.”
“Lord Lance, I listen to you!”
Rebel leader Lance calmly glanced at the man under the tent with eyes as sharp as a vulture: "Fang Fang Holland, if you can kill that knight, one-third of the wealth of Bate 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.
I'm going to fight with these iron cans to get one-half of the manor's capture, 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 bring your double swords and horse ropes, and the iron ax Wall. You two go together.
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 in agreement, 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 unable to cope with it."
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 the sound of rapid footsteps behind him. He turned his head and found that Fiona was actually wearing an exquisite silver breastplate and ran to the gap. He couldn't help being shocked and said
: "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 and the others will launch a large-scale attack on the castle later.
Curse, during this period, we have to block the gap and prevent them from rushing in.
“Besides, without me continuously supplying them with magic power, the effect will be compromised when you want to use it later.”
As the girl spoke, she pointed in the direction blocked by the building: "If we cannot hold on, Murat will bring the militia reserve to come 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 each had their heads wrapped in dirty red and yellow turbans, 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, and they were equipped with swords and guns.
, the momentum is far better 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 at her waist like lightning, and knocked down the arrow with one blow before Lana could.
On the ground.
“Look! I’m very powerful!”
The raging flood has subsided. As soon as the raft approached the muddy ground under the city wall, Venomtooth Holland and a group of leaders started yelling and cursing, 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 you with the beard of the Kitchen God, 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 were whispering among themselves, and even began to discuss who would go first and who would come last after grabbing 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 be the first wave to land.
.
Only Venomfang Holland’s eyes were flashing with thought, and he actually stepped back from the crowd.
The crossbowmen among the bandits had already approached more than a dozen 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.
The horse-cutting sword and the great cloak resisted the rain of arrows.
"Stop, stop! If you shoot the little beauty to death, I will kill your dogs!" Steel Rod Philo was already yelling 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 in like ants, raised his hand to make a vague gesture, and chanted an obscure spell. A wave of fluctuations surged in the bloody air.
In the fog, vague shadows and bursts of arcs appeared in the sky above the area where rebels gathered outside the gap.
A dignified 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:
“Each 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. His clear thoughts extended to the consciousness of the dozens of magic students present and gathered under the tower.
An illusory but clear three-dimensional image formed in my mind.
In this image, the castle, the village walls, the water and the swarming rebels are vivid. The blocking Rana and the friendly forces scattered in the distance are prompted by soft blue light, while the rebel brigade appears as 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 spell-casting positions of each spell team. These positions were placed in the breach and in the surrounding water to deflect the incoming rebels.
The army was surrounded on three sides by the village wall.
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 in an ominous and terrifying sight.
The psychic network links everyone present. They can get the real-time full picture of the battlefield drawn and shared by Isius without letting go of their minds and privacy. According to the arrangement that has been decided, a catastrophe is about to come.
Berthier, Dedeus and several classmates were surrounding a blue magic circle, singing in unison. For trainee mages with insufficient mental strength, casting spells together can activate powerful magic that can only be used by Sequence 7 casters.
It's a curse, but it has very high requirements for everyone's coordination, compatibility and qualifications.
Sonia and several other classmates also stood beside the already drawn magic circle. Their configuration has begun to show results, becoming more stable and stronger.
The rafts collided one after another, and the leaders headed by Steel Rod Philo immediately shouted and rushed towards Rana.
Lana protected Fiona behind him and slashed at the swarming bandits with one sword.
Wherever the sword light struck, four or five enemies immediately screamed and fell to the ground. Others were seized by the anger and kept their pace.
Suddenly a figure emerged from the crowd and hurried over.
“Remove his great sword!”
The ordinary hands of the rebel leader Lame Lupine 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 strangely inhuman, and the steel fork in his hand, flew away, but Rana also felt his hands vibrate greatly, and the tiger's mouth burst open.
The horse-cutting sword was also knocked away!
The lame Lu Ping actually possesses weird and inhuman strength. His attack was premeditated and he completed the disarm in one turn.
The leaders who were ready to attack swarmed forward with grins. The reason why they became the leaders of a team was because of their unique skills and extraordinary characteristics.
Without the deterrence of the horse-cutting sword, the steel rod Philo 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 them with 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 Lana.
Lana inexplicably felt that he was about to suffer misfortune. 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 should not be easily trapped by magic, but
This black mist lingers like a living creature.
Having just used his extraordinary ability, he was unable to mobilize enough strength to resist this weird magic for a while, and felt helpless as he fell deeper and deeper into the darkness.
Seeing that Lana lost his main weapon in one turn 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 were shaken.
At this time, Sonia said calmly: "Everyone, continue preparing the spell, don't stop."
Isius’s face did not hide his worry, and he couldn’t help but say:
“The situation in Rana is critical. If the wall is breached, the attack we have prepared will be ineffective.
“It will take at least two minutes before the spell takes effect. I must quickly ask Murat to go up to support.”
“Don’t worry.” Sonia smiled and shook her head, “The moment Lana loses his two-handed sword, he 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 victory right in front of them, the rebel leader and hundreds of his subordinates all jumped off the raft, holding daggers in their mouths and carrying short axes, and stepped on
Covered with blood and broken corpses, they viciously surrounded and killed them.
Three to four hundred rebels attacked together, almost filling the shoal under the gap.
"What? Did you find an 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 horse-cutting sword? Such a heavy long weapon is not prepared for thin bodies like you.
Now, let you experience the violent power!
He took off his heavy helmet, threw it down, and growled behind him:
“The sword comes.”
At the focus of hundreds of eyes, Fiona, who was in silver robes and armor, unfolded the satin-bound rucksack she carried with her, raised her jade hands lightly, and two rays of cold light flew towards Lana's hands.
Her aura was connected to the cold light, and her eyes bloomed with particle-like golden brilliance, echoing the light and shadow:
“The true name of the two swords that were 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·Eternal Patriarch,
“Throw fear in front of them, broken steel sword, majestic fury!”
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“Filo is impatient.”
Lance, who was watching the battle from a distance, said lightly, as if he was talking about something insignificant. Accompanied by Wizard Reed, he had already reached the water three hundred meters away from the castle, and was 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.
Filo 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 has already released his bloody resentment of killing creatures. Under this blow, even the enemy with the power of magic spells and enchanted weapons can be shaken.
“Bang!”
Lana held the weapon backwards with his left hand and blocked it. Ferro felt as if his full blow hit the city wall, his wrist was shattered, and blood and the long knife flew up together.
A buzzing sound that made people have a splitting headache. In the dancing firelight, Rana was seen holding an anti-sword in his left hand. This bladeless weapon had four edges, with a slightly smaller upper end and a handle at the lower end.
, there are also 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 was also very powerful against the long sword. If the sword holder blocked with the weapon, the blade would be broken.
It may even be possible to kill directly from the middle.
Lana swiped his sword carelessly, and sparks flew out from under the ax blade. An astonishing shock came from the handle of the ax, 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's edge penetrates the gap between Wall's arms and stabs his throat, and it is withdrawn with one thrust like lightning.
Iron Ax Wall's neck was penetrated, and the rebels behind him could even see Rana's figure in front of him clearly in the splattered blood. Before he could retreat, he clutched his throat, and a golden light hit him all over his face, breaking his head and killing him.
The brain, which was covered with hair and broken bones, exploded like a fountain.
In the bloody light, Lana unfolded like a whirlwind. His sword in his left hand deflected the spears and spears that were stabbed like a forest, and the broken steel sword in his right hand just struck with a cold light.
The layers of spears, thorns, and axes were swept away, breaking like paper and flax stalks, and the bundles of spear heads broke off and flew up.
Masuo shouted and rolled over, dodged directly from the crowd to Lana's legs, raised the sharp blade and stabbed it towards the waist.
If the two armies were facing each other and the spearmen were stabbing each other, a brave warrior like Masuo would roll over under the forest of spears and chop off the thighs and ankles of the spearmen on the opposite side. Suddenly, he noticed a light above his head, and the spears were stabbing densely.
All that was left of the short spear was a handful of sticks, and 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. Masuo raised his knife to block, 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 one after another, chopped down Maso, and tore at the ranks of the rebels, killing them like melons and vegetables.
The rebels were unable to break through the barrier of the sword, and their shields and armor were useless under the broken steel sword. In the blink of an eye, a large number of injured soldiers lay scattered on the muddy ground, pressing their hands on their bleeding wounds, and struggling while holding on to the trouser legs of their blades.
The rebel brigade, which was densely packed towards the gap, was blocked head-on. As soon as a wave rushed up, they were killed in a wave and dispersed in a blink of an eye. No matter how they screamed, they could not move forward.
“Stabilize the formation!”
The leaders and strong men of the rebels shouted and converged their formation and stopped charging.
“Crossbowmen, 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 and opening its terrifying mouthparts to attack.
Devour the living.
Baron Bethe's castle tower is experiencing intense vibrations of magical power.
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!"
Many rebels crowded in the crowd screamed. However, some leaders like Fang Huolan did not say a word and frantically pushed aside the minions around them and squeezed out of the crowd. The fallen mage Daruno scurried 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, a powerful pressure and deadly aura enveloped the earth.
The floodwaters 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 to happen, and the overwhelming fear of natural enemies and predators that is seared deep in their souls reminds them
This is a world dominated by magic!
They are 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 appeared on the periphery of the rebels.
The position was like a wall of strong winds, impenetrable, cutting off their escape route.
“Run quickly!”
The rebels screamed in unison.
“His!”
Shouts 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.
At two other places where the rebels were densely packed, bone-gnawing 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 ice, swarms of famous bandits 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 so close.
Turned into balls of meat and ice.
Three terrifying magical forces intertwined with each other and collided violently. The strong wind and extreme cold tore the rebel team apart, intensifying and expanding in scope, involving hundreds of people in the blink of an eye.