The southern wall of the palace exploded with another loud noise, and flames shot into the sky.
The hot flames were dazzlingly white, and the shock wave poured into the ground, making the entire city and the snow-capped mountains behind it tremble.
"Rumble" sounded like a flood. Looking up, I could see that the white snow on the Rocky Snow Mountains that had not melted for thousands of years had broken away and surged towards the bottom of the mountain.
However, the explosive power of the precise directional blasting was limited to this section of the city wall and did not cause any innocent casualties.
Even the buildings of the royal palace behind the city wall did not collapse.
Su Lun looked at the large hole dozens of meters deep exploding in front of him, and raised his eyebrows. The explosion had almost the same effect as expected.
In the soul perception, the fluctuations of about a thousand living souls that were previously hidden in this magic barrier disappeared instantly, and the "gray mist" was densely floating on the ruins.
Of course, the necromancer he was targeting was also killed.
Seeing that the negative state of soul lock on the panel disappeared, Su Lun breathed a sigh of relief.
In the ruins of the city wall in front of you, there was a scorched lake, with green smoke rising everywhere. The Thousand-Man Corps and their storage rings were destroyed, and the high temperature and energy vibration turned most materials into ashes.
Some metal objects were also melted and turned into pools of hot fluid. It was unclear what shape they had before.
Su Lun didn't waste any time and rushed into the ruins to harvest the souls.
He harvested the soul of the magician who controlled the soul-forbidden lamp, and gained a lot of rare insights into the laws of death. He was also surprised: "Hey... this necromancer is actually a member of the Crusaders?"
The Crusaders must have combat power of around ten legends, and also have some special abilities. The necromancer named "Hazel Howard" was originally very strong, and his super-high understanding of the laws of death is something Su Lun has seen so far.
Worst ever.
Even if they were facing each other, it would not be easy for Su Lun to kill him.
Unfortunately, all means were not used and he died in the explosion.
Looking at the ground again, I saw that the previous [Tartarus' Soul-forbidden Lamp] had also been blown into obscurity, with the words "Damaged and cannot be used" displayed.
No matter, at least the enemy won't be able to use it if they take it back.
Su Lun also breathed a sigh of relief without a fatal means to limit his spatial displacement.
Fortunately, the higher the quality of the cursed object material, the better, and the thing is still relatively complete. There is also a group of mountain dwarves who are good at forging in the small void world, as well as the living corpse made by the previous dwarf king Iron Helmet Orr.
Su Lun thought it could probably be repaired.
This soul lamp seemed to be very compatible with his death-related abilities, and he was also looking forward to seeing some qualitative changes when the soul lamp was embedded in iron chains.
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The original plan of the magicians on the plane of gods was to use this soul-forbidden lamp to control everyone in the city, making it impossible for anyone to escape from the city.
Within a limited range, their 10,000-person corps' combat power is almost invincible.
There was nothing wrong with this plan originally.
Unfortunately, Su Lun used a method beyond their knowledge to kill the lamp controller in a very short time, catching those guys off guard.
But the explosion on the palace wall was so loud that it instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the royal capital of Akronsali.
Those people from the God Plane mainly wanted to kill the silver dragon and Bartolo this time. Now that Plan A was bankrupt, they naturally had a backup plan.
Almost at the same time, magical lights like lighthouse beams lit up from all directions in the east, west, south, and north of the city.
There was originally a magic tower on this city wall. Although it was destroyed, it was obviously in reserve.
When Su Lun saw this posture, he had seen thousands of people take action many times. How could he not know that this was going to be serious?
Those magic groups were planning to hide before, waiting for the silver dragon to kill Bartolo before taking action.
But now that there is no soul mark, they can only take action in advance.
As soon as the Ten Thousand People Corporation showed its face, the Silver Dragon obviously noticed it.
There was such an exaggerated magic wave suddenly in the city, even a fool knew it was dangerous.
Dragons are not only arrogant, but also cunning.
It remembered that a human had reminded it before that someone was going to ambush it this time?
Silver Dragon immediately became alert.
But its pride prevented it from flying away from the city immediately. Instead, it angrily observed who the ant dared to hit its attention.
However, it was just this moment of delay.
In the magic barrier, a beam of light rushed towards the silver dragon. It seemed that it was well prepared, but it was so decisive that the speed of the silver dragon made it too late to dodge.
Even though he tried his best to avoid it, the beam still hit the silver dragon's left wing and penetrated out.
Su Lun looked at it and shrank his eyes. Despite his excellent eyesight, he could only see a shadow.
[Cadmus’ Dragon Hunting Spear]
Detailed explanation: The dwarves who once defeated the evil dragon forged this spear with eternal gold; the spear was engraved with 'Dragon Slaying Rune', 'Deception Rune' and 'Flash Rune', and it has the speed of a flash.
, the deception dragon's perception and armor-breaking ability that can penetrate dragon scales;
Su Lun looked at the identified information and was slightly jealous: "What a good thing!"
This spear can pierce the wings of an eighth-level silver dragon, so you can imagine its sharpness.
But it was just a hole in the wing, so the injury was obviously innocuous.
But obviously, those from the Celestial Clan still have backup plans.
After the spear was pierced, the magic light flashed, and the airflow that looked like the spear's previous flight path suddenly materialized and turned into a rope.
The rope penetrated the dragon wing and became entangled directly.
Su Lun's own [Weeping Witch's Hair] is this kind of energy thin thread, but I don't understand what happened.
After another appraisal, it turned out to be another treasure.
【Grapnir's Pester】
Detailed explanation: This is a rope known as the toughest in the world, with toughness +999; the ancient dwarves made it from the footsteps of cats, the roots of stones, the beard of women, the breath of fish, the alertness of bears, and the saliva of birds;
This is a magical magic guide that can be expanded and retracted at will as long as the magic power is enough;
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"There are quite a lot of magicians in the plane of gods..."
Su Lun looked at these two treasures and immediately felt that the silver dragon might be in danger today.
The spear penetrated the dragon's wing, and the rope immediately tied its wings.
The silver dragon also knew that he had been tricked, so he struggled to fly high, and the rope became longer and longer.
But at the same time, the legion's magic barrier composed of nine magic towers also exerted force at the same time.
The magic tower is the anchor point of the rope. If the flying dragon wants to run, it is like dragging an entire city behind it, so it is naturally impossible to escape.
This scene is like a fisherman who has caught a big fish and is not in a hurry to pull the fish ashore. The two sides are in a stalemate.
This rope, as Su Lun identified, has almost unbreakable toughness.
How terrifying is the power of the eighth-level silver dragon?
It can struggle, swoop, spin... all kinds of fancy flying in the sky, and there is no sign of breaking the rope.
On the contrary, the further it flies into the sky, the tighter the rope is pulled, and the harder it becomes.
The silver dragon roared angrily, turned around and swooped down, spitting its breath towards the city below.
It's a pity that this is a well-planned dragon hunting battle.
The Holy Light Dragon's Breath, which can easily burn sand and gravel into crystals, is completely helpless. Moreover, the Dragon's Breath spits out on the military united boundary and is also absorbed by the magic barrier.
The silver dragon swooped down and hit one of the magic towers with its huge dragon body. Unfortunately, although the movement was loud, the thick layers of amber magic shields completely blocked the physical shock wave.
Although some magicians died in the barrier, the barrier is still intact.
The dragon's breath is spitting out, the dragon's claws are useless, and the wings are tied with ropes and cannot fly away...
In just a moment, the silver dragon fell into a situation where all means were helpless. It was there frantically spitting out dragon breath and struggling...
Just like a big fish on the hook, after waiting until it is exhausted, it is the time for the fisherman to harvest.
...
Su Lun was not surprised when he saw it.
The combat power of the 10,000-person corps is no worse than that of the ninth level. With so many treasures and advance layout, it is inevitable that this silver dragon will be attacked.
However, it seems that the silver dragon's physical strength has not been exhausted for a while, and the legion of magicians can only hide in the barrier, and the battle cannot be determined.
Now that there is no "soul lock", Su Lun is not panic at all.
He wants to leave now and no one can be left behind.
He looked at the struggling silver dragon and prayed in his heart that this arrogant big lizard could last a little longer.
With it as a check, the main force of the Ten Thousand Persons Corporation will not come to trouble him.
However, Su Lun had no chance to destroy any more magic towers.
That kind of plan can only be used once. Next time the other party knows that he has this method, it will definitely not succeed.
"I don't know how injured Bartolo is..."
Su Lun thought about it and felt that those guys in the plane of gods must have some means to target Bartolo.
He wanted to take a look, so he teleported in the direction where Bartolo had escaped.
On the other hand, the entire city was also in chaos.
After all, this giant dragon is the protector dragon of the kingdom. Now that someone dares to ambush and kill the silver dragon in the royal capital, the royal guards will naturally go to help the silver dragon fight.
It's a pity that the extravagant and lewd Gracie family doesn't have many fans.
The nobles of the kingdom, headed by the Garcia family, have long secretly taken refuge with people from the plane of gods.
Those magic towers were built with the secret support of the major nobles.
As a result, the private soldiers of the nobles and the royal knights also mixed together in the streets and alleys, and there were faint signs of surrounding the palace.
Except for Su Lun blowing up a magic tower, everything else was in the plan of the magician from the plane of gods.
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In a dense forest more than ten kilometers outside the city, a fierce battle was taking place.
Although Bartolo was unparalleled in combat, he had been seriously injured fighting the silver dragon alone before.
At this moment, his exposed upper body was covered with injuries, and there was a dent in his chest. This was an injury caused by a previous injury from the dragon's claw that left his ribs broken. This made his entire left arm and half of his body unable to exert force.
But what was worse than his injuries was the deformation of his body.
Previously, in order to obtain a silver dragon that could compete with the ninth-level combat power, Bartolo tried his best and fought hard until the silver dragon was restrained.
Before he could escape from the royal capital, the distortion in his body broke out.
What he realized immediately was that he was cursed by a wizard.
The white-robed wizard Garcia Haydon once gave him a formula for suppressing distortions, but there was also a hidden hand in it.
Those guys want to kill him with aberrations!
Fortunately, I had a few bottles of [Distortion Inhibitor] given by Su Lun. After the injection, the signs of distortion were miraculously suppressed.
But before Bartolo had time to rejoice, he was blocked by a group of five hundred mages, and the battle has been fierce until now.
The battle with the Silver Dragon consumes most of my energy, and I have to spend some time to suppress the distortion. Now I feel a little powerless in the fight.
What's more, the group of five hundred people in front of them is also extraordinary.
Although the leader is only a seventh-level man, they seem to be one body. Fighting one is like fighting with five hundred of them, which is very difficult.
Bartolo knew that this was the magician from the plane of gods that Su Lun mentioned, but it was also the first time he had seen such a strange seventh level, and the first time he had seen a magic legion.
The sword struck the golden-skinned guy, as if it were striking a metal body, with sparks flying everywhere.
They were able to cut out wounds, but they completely ignored the pain.
The more wounds there are and the more bleeding there is, the stronger the combat power becomes.
Bartolo also has some hidden secrets. If he continues to use up his energy, he will no longer be able to suppress the distortion with his own strength. At that time, no medicine will be useful.
However, at this moment, the space suddenly fluctuated and a figure appeared nearby.
Bartolo recognized it immediately and felt grateful at first. The only one who came to help him at this critical moment was Su Lun.
But then he frowned.
Although he knew that Su Lun was very strong, in the current situation, one person simply could not solve the problem.
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Fortunately, there was quite a lot of fighting activity here, so Su Lun managed to find him successfully.
As soon as he came over, he noticed that the facial features on Bartolo's back were completely clear, and the hell energy on his body was visibly steaming out. This was a sign that he was always on the verge of distortion.
Looking at the syringe on the ground, it looks like a distortion potion has been used.
If he doesn't restrain himself, Bartolo will definitely die.
Su Lun frowned.
Looking again, I saw on the other side was a corporation of five hundred people.
However, this magic group is different from other magicians. They all wear white robes like priest robes.
Su Lun knew that this was the ascetic monk of the temple.
It can probably be understood as the preparatory personnel of the Crusaders.
The leader was a bald old man.
This skinny old man's body was covered with sword marks, and the wounds were densely packed like fish scales.
But the strange thing is that this guy's skin is like a layer of copper, and the bones that can be seen when cut by the sword look like black iron metal. Even the blood flowing on the ground is dark red, giving people the impression that
Like flowing liquid rust.
Not only the leader, but the skins of the five hundred people behind him all had varying degrees of golden paint color.
Su Lun recognized this guy's identity because he had harvested some memories before: "Verne Fan, the "Penance Leader" of the Holy Army, half-step to the eighth level..."
It’s no wonder these guys are covered in wounds, because they are all “passive”.
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The ascetic monks' daily practice is to repair their muscles and bones, and they belong to the lineage of melee mages.
Use your own suffering to save believers.
They have a very buggy passive ability called [Suffering Fury].
After being injured, you will fall into a violent state. The more painful your body is, the stronger your combat power will be, which will be infinitely superimposed until death.
Even when they are near death, they will even gain the ability to get close to the gods, chant the name of the gods in their mouths, confess their sins, and gain divine power.
This sounds incredible, and the combat process looks very morbid, but I have to admit that it is a very powerful ability.
When Su Lun saw this, he realized why Bartolo hadn't taken it for a while.
These guys have extremely strong vitality, and they can also restore blood to the legions. They have special abilities to share damage among the group, making them difficult to kill.
If the damage is shared among 500 people at one time, it won't be much.
Killing one is almost equivalent to killing all five hundred people.
But when they attacked, it was like five hundred people gathered into one fist.
With the BUG-level ability of the Dervish Legion, a normal eighth-level person would not be able to do anything about it for a while.
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Just observing this moment, Bartolo spurted out another mouthful of blood.
Su Lun looked at the old sword god with disordered breathing, and said quickly: "Senior Bartolo, don't do anything, leave these people to me."
"But..."
Bartolo frowned as he listened.
The strange methods of these enemies in front of them are definitely not something that seventh-level professionals can deal with.
He wanted to remind Su Lun and felt that he should do something to help.
But before the words came out, he was already a step too slow.
Su Lun didn't explain much. He pinched the warlock's seal, and waves appeared in the sky.
In an instant, the light nearby dimmed.
Looking again, dense gargoyles appeared in mid-air, blocking out the sky and the sun.
Bartolo looked up and was stunned for a moment.
Not dozens of them, but more than a thousand!
"How is it possible? Even the Grand Master of Puppetry cannot control so many puppets..."
Bartolo's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Looking at these gargoyles covered in silver light, he thought for a moment that Su Lun was just setting them up in an array, and that they might not necessarily be able to control them at the same time.
But the next moment, a bizarre scene took place.
Bartolo watched as Su Lun's hands and the eight-armed spider spear behind him shook slightly, and the more than a thousand gargoyle puppets moved together with each thread.
These more than a thousand puppets gathered in a formation that was obviously a legionary battle formation, and their auras were connected together.
Then, they started charging.
On the huge iron fists, Kazikaz's space-shattering waves appeared, and they rushed towards the 500-person ascetic group that was rampaging just now!
At this moment, it seemed as if I could see the charging posture of the Luying Royal Legion in the past.
"this..."
Bartolo's eyes trembled, and he could no longer describe his shock.
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It is really difficult for one person to deal with such an army of ascetic monks.
The group halo they formed was protected by gods, and even Su Lun's death realm was extremely restricted.
What's more, no matter how powerful the attack is, if it is divided into 500 parts, the damage will be very limited.
The Dervish Legion had few means of restraint.
If there is, then only the legion can restrain the legion!
Su Lun's gargoyles have at least the combat power of fourth- and fifth-level professionals, and are no weaker than these ascetic monks.
The ascetic monk has a body made of diamond runes, can he still outlast a real metal body?
The structure of the gargoyle is immune to most monster attacks. Even if it is dented by a fist, the memory metal properties of [Activated Silver] can be restored immediately.
Ascetic monks are not afraid of life and death, and puppets are not afraid either.
What's more, Su Lun is proficient in various legion battle formations in the plane of gods. A thousand legions will lose to a legion of five hundred people?
In an instant, the gargoyle army turned into a torrent of steel and rushed away with devastating force.
"Winter", "Winter", "Winter"...
There are no fancy magics, both sides are good at melee combat.
The fists collided, and a sound like ringing bells resounded all around.
Bartolo, who had just wanted to help, was completely stunned.
He never imagined that a puppet master could be so powerful!
Control a thousand puppets at the same time?
He also understands legion battle formations, has no flaws in his coordination, and is so calm that he is almost numb...
And it seems that this is far from Su Lun's upper limit. He obviously has more hidden methods at his disposal.
Bartolo murmured to himself: "What an outstanding young man..."
He thought that a "Qian Jiao" would be the most talented swordsman he had ever encountered, but he didn't expect Su Lun to be even more special.
For a moment, he thought of the Black Sam Pirates in the past. Only like-minded and outstanding partners could get together.
But as he spoke, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and he quickly started to meditate cross-legged.
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Everyone knows that the Puppet Master's only shortcoming is his body.
As long as you kill the main body, everything will be destroyed.
Unfortunately, Su Lun, the puppet master, has no shortcomings.
There is no special ability to restrain, no rank to suppress, no matter how strong you are below the eighth rank, there is no point.
The number of people was meaningless in front of him.
With Su Lun's life-saving ability now, it is almost impossible to kill him at level eight.
Although the fanatic believer [Suffering Fury] is in a continuous passive state, the more serious the injury, the stronger it becomes.
But the human body has an upper limit. Once the rage reaches the upper limit, you will die suddenly on the spot.
The gargoyle army is not afraid of battle losses and is constantly being replenished.
In this way, the two sides clashed head-on for several waves.
From the beginning of one thousand to five hundred, it gradually became one thousand to four hundred, one thousand to three hundred, one thousand to two hundred...
As more and more fanatic believers die suddenly, their combat power becomes weaker and weaker.
But always, the gargoyle army is always so numerous.
Verne, the "leader of asceticism", also wanted to kill Su Lun, but it was a pity that it was so easy?
Su Lun is not only stronger as a puppet, but also has stronger physical combat power.
In the end, Su Lun solved the battle simply and crudely in a short period of time by using the most legion to suppress the legion.
There were corpses all over the ground, no one was spared.
Su Lun stood in the middle of the pile of corpses, and the shadow of the God of Death appeared behind him, harvesting these five hundred souls.
His eyes were full of energy.
The body-refining secrets of these ascetic monks greatly benefited him.
The corpse and the loot were taken into the small void world. When the thread was pulled, all the puppets disappeared.
If it weren't for the traces of battles all over the ground, it would be impossible to tell that five hundred people had just died here.
Su Lun turned his head and saw Bartolo meditating in the distance with his eyes closed.
He was filled with the energy of hell, and his expression was vaguely ferocious.
Su Lun didn't know that this was going to be a distortion.
He also saw that there was a mysterious external force similar to a "curse" that was accelerating his distortion.
Without any delay, he threw the person into the small void world.
With plane isolation, any curse spell will be ineffective.
And with Dr. Banks and the others in the small void world, the distortion should be able to be suppressed.
Whether he can survive depends on Bartolo's own luck.
After doing all this, Su Lun looked at the royal capital Eklensa in the distance.
At this moment, the roar of the angry dragon can still be heard, and the battle is obviously still fierce.
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"Where are you going next?"
Su Lun squinted at it.
Because there is a silver dragon dragging the main force of the 10,000-person corps, even if those guys know that the Legion of Holy Bitter Monks has been killed, they probably won't be able to spare their hands.
If Su Lun leaves now, it will indeed be safe.
But he felt that this was a good opportunity.
The other party plotted against him once, and it seemed that it was not in line with his character to not return the favor.
Moreover, that silver dragon is an eighth-level pure-blood dragon.
Now the situation is changing.
He has become an oriole watching the battle, and there is too much room for maneuver.
"How about we go to the Gracie royal family's treasure house first?"
Su Lun suddenly had an idea in his mind, and his face immediately brightened up.
He is a pirate!
Robbery and other things are my favorite.
Because I was an invited guest, I didn't have this thought before. But it can be expected that once the Silver Dragon is killed, the Gracie royal family will be overthrown, the entire king will become a kingdom of gods on the plane of gods, and everything in the king's treasure house will be gods.
Loot from the plane.
What's my enemy's is mine.
Go and have a look first?
Su Lun thought together, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
