Chapter 29 A desperate battle between sword and magic
Succeeded.
Although they only hurriedly executed the coordinated attack spell arranged by Witzleben, both Sonia and Berthier's team successfully completed the magic projection.
The 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.
Other students at Homemonworth did not launch a direct attack. Instead, while Lana blocked the gap, they dropped several storm stands on the outside 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 Ferro and his accomplices who rushed at the front were reduced to pulp in the blink of an eye.
Even on the tower of the castle, you can faintly see the broken limbs flying under the earthen wall from the corner of your eye, and your ears are filled with the miserable screams of dying people.
Those magic scientists who were casting spells and watching the battle were concentrating wholeheartedly. Their perceptions had become sharper and more penetrating than ever before, and they suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a number of strange objects being blown 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 black and red blood storm. Some round things were bouncing around. Many curly strips were dancing wildly in the wind like disgusting insects.
Amidst the dancing broken bones, broken intestines, and internal organs, a terrifying and chaotic shadow is outlined, false and real. Processed and amplified by the brain's imagination, an extreme fear of some unspeakable and terrifying unknown emerges.
The meticulous and cautious Berthier immediately realized that it was the head cut off by the wind sickle, and the gastrointestinal and internal organs torn from the stomach. However, he was still attracted and shocked by the illusion outlined by the stumps in the sky.
, consciousness sinks into an unknown realm like 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 in an instant, trembling in extreme panic and indescribable despair, and the whole world became gray and worthless. He even lost the meaning of living, and was in the tower with a large group of confused classmates.
Running around.
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 kind of scene that she had only heard about in horror stories shocked her.
“Woo!”
Severe colic pain immediately came from her chest. Sonia's whole face collapsed, and her pale skin was bloodless. After bouts of nausea and strong dizziness, the heart colic pain she had never experienced before seemed to tear her apart.
Same, accompanied by intense suffocation.
Sonia felt like she was almost dying from pain, clutching her chest and twitching continuously.
Isius on the side witnessed the horrifying scene in full.
He was like an audience member sitting in a special seat, not missing 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!"
The always decent Isius fell into madness. He cut his face with his nails and laughed wildly in the chaos of his classmates.
“It’s true,
“It’s so exciting!
“Hahahahahahahahaha!”
Witzleben's spell practice class suddenly got 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.
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“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, witnessed at close range the hordes of rebels that instantly turned into pulp and debris in front of her, with pieces of blood and meat even flying onto her pretty cheeks.
The girl who was fighting side by side with Lana just now screamed, clutched her chest and fell backwards from the slope.
“Fiona!” Lana exclaimed and retreated hastily.
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“Hmph, despicable spellcaster.”
On the large raft hundreds of meters away, a tall and burly figure stood out from the crowd at this moment.
Lance appears.
His hawk-like eyes scanned the chaotic castle sharply, and his cold gaze locked on the figure of Professor Witzleben.
“Extraordinary one, I found you.”
“Here comes the bow!”
The armored guards on both sides immediately took out a powerful bow that was as ferocious and strange 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.
The illusory soul of a warrior screamed and howled next to the black arrow, and was soon 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. Still not satisfied, 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 arrows shot out from the bowstring, heading straight for Witzleben.
There was a sudden scream 300 meters away. The shaft of the black arrow was wiped out in flight, leaving only the terrifying wolf-like arrow trailing a bloody trajectory.
Professor Witzleben is in the cooling-down stage of casting spells, but he has protective accessories on his robe and he has opened a powerful shield early.
The black arrows that were thrown like spears 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 roar and turned his head to look, his body had already been thrown backwards as if he had been hit by a ballista.
Sonia was suffering from heart angina in the dark 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 blood spit out together.
Broken internal organs.
"professor!"
The stone wall of the tower collapsed. Professor Witzleben, who was nailed among the bricks, was broken to 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 a strange black arrow, but took an armor-piercing wolf tooth arrow to snipe
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Before Rana could react, the Anti-Sword 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 knocked to the ground by the astonishing force. The breastplate hit Fiona on the head and knocked her unconscious.
“Go and deal with them!” Lance broke free from the strange black bow full of tentacles and called to the guards around him, “Try to keep the women and noble young masters as much as possible.”
After saying this, he sat down a little weakly and decadently, and weakly moved his mouth: "Bring me some medicinal wine."
“It’s best to drink less of that stuff,” Master Reed advised. “Their extraordinary ones have been sniped, 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."
One battle.
“Prepare for a general attack.”
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Twelve armored heavy infantrymen approached on rafts.
They jumped down into the shallow bloody water covered with severed limbs and heads, rumbling through the iron boots, and approached 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.
“What’s wrong, legionnaire?”
Rana was shocked and raised his head and shouted:
“Mura, Nona, Kulala, come and help me!”
The twelve armored rebels looked across the gentle slope. Without a single glance, they took off their muskets and fired a volley at Lana and Fiona behind them, not caring about their lives.
Rana hurriedly grabbed the sword that fell aside to block it. The heavy armor-piercing spear hit the blade, making a tooth-itching sound of impact and friction. One of the spears grazed the blade of the sword and penetrated the greaves on the leg.
, pricking a bloody hole in Rana's calf.
The twelve armored men were not anxious. They each took their weapons and formed an arc-shaped defense line, guarding the front and the tower respectively and moving slowly. Although they were outnumbered, they were really as stable as a mountain.
Seeing that the armored rebels were about to ascend the slope, Rana gritted his teeth and put down Fiona, pulled out the spear on his calf, drank a bottle of potion, grabbed the two swords and jumped towards 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 assault was as powerful as thunder, hitting the heavy shields and armor, breaking open an open space in the steel formation, and the armors 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. However, numerous daggers and battle axes around him chopped him off.
Lana waved his sword to resist, and several cracks were cut on his black heavy armor on the spot. The Broken Steel Sword: The Majestic Wrath cut the iron and broken steel with an unstoppable force, and drove back the swarming attacks in the blink of an eye.
But the rebels were unafraid in their armor. They took turns to cover and attack at the same time. Those on the front blocked the sweep of the steel sword at the cost of damaging their heavy shields, while others took advantage of the situation and besieged them from all directions.
In just a short while, 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 cuts and bruises like a black bear surrounded by hyenas.
After a period of fighting, the rebels put on their armor and retreated, then 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.
Amid a gust of wind and shouts, the swarming armored soldiers were defeated. Several rebels who were outflanking him suddenly became confused.
Murat arrived. Wearing a double-layered armor composed of silver breastplate and dense mail, he held a three-meter long halberd and beheaded 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 attack methods to destroy armor and helmets, and cut off swords.
It can strike or knock down horses. 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 knights and veterans who have been trained for a long time can exert the true power of this heavy weapon.
Murat used a sharp spear to launch a short attack on the armor of the outflanking rebels. The armor-piercing spear pierced the shield and knocked one of the 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 nimbly evaded the sweep by taking half a step back. They stepped forward like lightning and split Murat's breastplate with a sword, even damaging his inner parts.
Lined with mail, Murat immediately lost his distance advantage.
For a long weapon, this brief close encounter is enough to be fatal. But Murat pressed and retracted the front end of the halberd, and the sharp iron behind the ax blade tore an armored gauntlet apart while retracting it. Murat gave up completely.
In order to defend himself, he turned his halberd upside down with the bravery of sacrificing his own life, and struck the enemy head-on with the counterweighted hammer.
His blows were all in one go and unstoppable.
“Bang!” The armored soldier’s head shattered under his helmet and went down crookedly.
“Now it’s two versus nine.” Lana stood up, gasping for air, and was formed into a back-to-back formation by Murat.
Murat shook his head and handed the horse sword to his companion, "Change to a heavier weapon. The Eternal Patriarch will give it 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 is littered with corpses. The blood and muddy water are solidified by the freezing air and have not yet melted. The cracked heads are looking up at the sky with hollowness and resentment. The severed limbs on the ground are like hands reaching out from hell to grasp the world of the living.
Lance crushed a rebel's head with his iron boots and walked over without a care. The remaining armored soldiers gathered around him and dispersed in an arc.
Every step he takes, he seems to be walking in the gap between reality and the abyss. As long as you stare at his figure, you will notice some kind of unspeakable disharmony and confusion.
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Nona came to her companions holding a diamond-shaped shield and a long sword, and guarded the gap with Lana and Murat.
Kulala's leaping figure appeared on the distant roof. She was withdrawing from other positions and quickly climbed to the attic of a nearby house. She had set up a covering position there and could provide long-range support at any time.
The Shutorals have given up defenses in other areas and concentrated on the gap. Although other positions may also be breached, when the rebel leader is personally on the front line, it is not a big deal to allow the rebels to break through in other directions.
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Homonworth's side has lost its transcendent, and can only concentrate all its power here.
“Gentlemen, combo,” Nona tapped her shield with her sword, “I will be the two pioneers!”
Sonia is here. She has just recovered from the mental trauma and her face is not very 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, activated.”
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 the icons of the church. Colorful magic ripples connected the three Shutorals, forming a crystal halo on their bodies.
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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 arrows penetrated the shield.
But it was decelerated and weakened as if it were passing through water or 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, raised the horse-cutting sword and put it on his shoulder.
The three of them stood motionless in the rain of arrows. If it weren't for a powerful single attack, they would not be able to pose a real threat to them. Nona even temporarily put down her shield and took her horn bow to shoot again.
The thirty or so archers who gathered in front of the three of them were called out by her and the hidden Kurala one after another. The rebel archers could not shoot past the protection on the other side, but only one hit was enough for them to be fatal. After being shot down one after another,
After seven or eight of them, they scurried away.
Berthier and Thedius appeared at the gap immediately. 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
substances are connected into one.
Lana glanced at them in surprise. He could not detect the breath of living people at all. It was like a piece of ice and a ball of fire walking...
Having always been at the safe rear, they realized that they were on the verge of life and death and began to fight back frantically!
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, and Old Town will send more reinforcements and even supernatural beings, 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.”
Dedius beside him was pulsing like a burning flame, and 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: "You guys, could this be your plan? Stop it, it's too dangerous."
“No need to say more. (Stop talking nonsense.)”
Bertier and Didius 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.
“The arrival of high-level elements. (The fusion begins.)”
The breathtaking and terrifying magical aura swept across the slope littered with corpses. The psychic ripples of the two people tended to be synchronized, merging with each other like elemental spirits. The dim light visible to the naked eye emitted from the dead corpses, which was being captured by the two of them.
,devour.
Lance, who was approaching, stopped and squinted his eyes to look at the astonishing scene in front of him. After a moment, he said calmly:
“I thought I was twisted enough,
“I didn’t expect you little bastards to give in too much.
“Don’t give them time to integrate, just attack with me!”
The fierce Lance drove straight towards the broken entrance under the cover of his 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 responded with his halberd. His thrust was precise and fast, accurately hitting the sheep bone shield in Lance's hand.
“Bang!”
At the moment of the hit, Murat felt as if he had been collided by a war horse, and suddenly lost his center of gravity. The seemingly small shield not only deflected his full thrust, but also rebounded the force back, disrupting his rhythm.
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Lance grabbed the flail and smashed it head-on at him.
This blow seemed ordinary, but it rolled in like a storm. Murat even saw the phenomenon of the space being distorted. He felt that the flail seemed to be accelerating repeatedly in several planes, or that it was in 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 defensive shield to cut between Murat and Lance. Her strength is the strongest among the female Shutoral. She uses a sword and shield in combat, often supplemented by sharp spears, and can cope with various situations.
But when it came time to enter the battle, Nona did not dare to be careless and supported the shield with both hands to face the enemy.
“Boom!”
With a loud noise like thunder, the flail penetrated the tough shield, bent Nona's shield, and even broke her arm. Nona was directly knocked out, and she fell down with Murat.
Before Lance could retract the blow, Rana had already caught up and struck him head-on with his sword. The sharp edge of the sword blocked Lance's pursuit and even knocked him back several steps.
The rebels, all wearing armor and swords, stepped forward to help in the battle. However, they ran into something head-on and suddenly stopped.
Sonia has 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 the ability to defeat demons, these armored rebels could not find a way to break through the barrier in a hurry. They could only take a circuitous route to the right and go around to the side without the barrier.
Then, they saw a mixture of ice and fire...
An unimaginable monster stood in front of the rebel armor. Two contradictory energies were constantly merging and breaking, erupting into a terrifying magic vortex. Red and blue particle-like mist swirled rapidly in the air.
This is a huge ball lightning. At the core of the lightning is a vague human figure. His legs cannot be seen clearly, but they are 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 fire and ice orbs spin rapidly around its wrist.
It surged towards the armored rebels who looked frightened, and let out an inhuman and horrifying roar: