No one expected that with a straight-line distance of more than 150 meters, Moriarty, as a third-level mage, would directly use the powerful combination of "Fireball" and "Remote Super Magic" to attack the enemy in full view of the public.
The vital parts of the body were the first to launch a violent attack.
You know, from the beginning of the exercise to the present, the three mages of Shahruman's brigade have only been summoning buff spells for other ordinary warriors, but they themselves have not even turned on any magic defense. With the usual weak physique of ordinary mages,
, if hit head-on by a standard second-level magic fireball, the chance of surviving is almost no higher than the chance of surviving successfully by jumping from a 100-meter peak to the ground. And what's even more frightening is that the other two second-level mages and
The positions between the fourth-level mages are really too close. Once Moriarty's fireball hits the target head-on, the flames and shock waves it explodes are likely to kill the rabbit and wipe out the other two "innocents" at the same time.
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With life and death at stake, the fourth-level mage did not dare to hesitate at all, and had no time to consider the safety of other comrades in front of him. He raised the staff in his hand like lightning, and fired three consecutive fireballs in the blink of an eye.
, trying his best to intercept the incoming fireball.
Because there was no time to lock eyes, the first two fireballs that were fired deviated greatly or slightly from the unusual flight path of the incoming magic, and missed the target. In the end, they only landed at eighty or ninety meters.
On the open snow outside, two extremely dazzling huge flames exploded together with countless icy slush. Under the nervous gaze of the fourth-level mage who was so nervous that he almost suffocated, the third fireball finally hit the enemy accurately with great luck.
The fireballs collided together and exploded in the air.
However, the luck of the fourth-level mage was the misfortune of the other soldiers of Shahruman's battalion. Since the impact point of the two fireballs was five or six meters above the tip of the arrow array, the terrifying fire caused by the two second-level spells together
The current and impact were like a destructive firestorm that roared like a mountain and a tsunami, swallowing up at least half of Shahruman's army.
The galloping flames were like wild horses, rolling mercilessly between the sky and the earth. The huge air waves mixed with the deadly high temperature, coiled into a huge tornado, easily rolling up and smashing down the soldiers. But in this way
Under the magical power, the solid iron armor seemed to turn into paper in an instant. It was twisted and torn; even those warriors who had received the blessing of "petrified skin", the magic light on their bodies was also hit by the surging shock wave.
The bottom kept getting darker and thinner, until it completely shattered.
After half a minute, the overflowing fire slowly dissipated like playful urchins who had exhausted their energy. When countless trembling eyes looked at Shahruman's brigade again through the white mist that quickly dissipated,
What they saw was an unbearable mess and dead and injured everywhere.
Due to the frontal shroud of the joint explosion of two fireballs, the first half of the arrow cluster formation was completely destroyed. Except for Shahruman himself and several other mid-level warriors who relied on their own strength and aura, so
Except for those who are still standing, the other low-level warriors have already fallen down on the cold snow, dead or injured.
When Shahruman turned around numbly and looked back blankly, what he saw was that in the curling mist, large tracts of hot blood overflowed silently like streams, dyeing the white ice and snow into a gorgeous but cruel picture.
An unusual abstract painting. And this kind of scene, I'm afraid Shahruman will never forget it in this lifetime.
Just when Shahruman was almost going crazy facing his half-dead subordinates, in the second half of the arrow cluster, the fourth-level mage fell to the ground helplessly. His eyes were blankly staring at everything in front of him.
If Moriarty's long-range fireball attack was the main culprit in causing such huge casualties, then the fireball interception by the fourth-level mage can at least be regarded as an accomplice. If there were not a combined explosion of two fireballs, just relying on one level-2 fireball
Spells can never achieve the feat of defeating a fully armed squadron in one fell swoop. However, the world of magic is so magical. In many cases, "one plus one" will not simply equal "two", but may very well be.
The result is "five" or even "ten". Therefore, although the fourth-level mage successfully escaped from the enemy's magic attack with his extremely sharp reaction, the price he paid was the destruction of half of Shahruman's brigade.
From this point of view, Shahruman must be eager to tear his fourth-level mage into pieces and crush his bones into ashes.
However, when Shahruman and the fourth-level mage finally looked at each other, tangled and speechless, suddenly another dazzling magic flash silently lit up in the square formation of the guard squadron in the distance. It was not as fast as Shahruman turned to look at the general.
In the past, a triangular-edged steel-tipped crossbow that was unremarkable but faster than lightning had lightly grazed his armor. At the moment when it exceeded the limit of sight tracking, it hit the fourth-level mage sitting motionless on the snow.
Penetrated through the chest, killing with one blow.
"What! How could this happen?!" At the moment when the fourth-level mage was killed by an arrow, Miguel on the viewing platform could no longer remain calm and collected and shouted.
"That's...the lion's roar!" Unlike Miguel, who was closely related to the exercise, Cruyff's eyes were keenly focused on White's single hand in the distant guard squadron formation for the first time.
On the heavy crossbow held flat.
"Impossible! The maximum range of the lion's roar is only 160 meters, and once it exceeds 130 meters, it will obviously fall faster and the attack power will be greatly reduced!" Although at the next moment Miguel also saw White and his hand
The lion roared with a heavy crossbow, but still retorted in disbelief.
"Nothing is impossible. Moriarty has blessed his crossbow with 'long-range strike enhancement'." As if she didn't want her beloved general to lose his temper like this again, Ms. Hanquan directly explained her doubts.
"But, sir, 'Long Range Strike Strengthening' is a level two spell! Moriarty..."
"Haha, since some mages can pre-store three fireball spells in their magic wands, why can't Moriarty pre-store a 'long-range strike enhancement'?" At this time, Depra spoke slowly again.
"You!" Facing the high-level mage's faintly joyful smile, Miguel clenched his fists, but he didn't dare to really make a mistake.
Speaking of which, Depra did have reason to be happy. Not to mention the extraordinary combat posture displayed by the guard squadron since the beginning of the exercise, Moriarty "defeated the strong with the weak" and killed Hockenheim's naysayer with one blow.
"Anti-academic elements" are also very beneficial to the consolidation of the academy's dominant position in the magic world of Blue Crystal City. Facts have proved that a fourth-level "wild mage" with three "loyal partners" in his hands was...
A third-level mage and a crossbowman were easily killed. This comparison of strength has clearly shown the huge gap in strength between non-academic mages and academic mages. And even better, now the guard squadron has formed a city defense army
Saruman's brigade suffered such serious casualties, but they did not need to bear any responsibility. Who proposed and approved the use of standard weapons for the exercise was Saruman and the city owner Mrs. Hanquan herself. Looking at this, the smile in the eyes of the high-level mage
I couldn't help but feel a little stronger.
"Everyone is here, prepare for counterattack, frontal defense is the strongest!" And just a few breaths after the fourth-level mage died inexplicably, White's loud roar rose to the sky again.
"Kakaka..."
Immediately, the armored infantrymen in the first two rows of the phalanx smashed the lower edge of their square shields into the frozen snow. Then they leaned forward slightly, pressed their shoulders and chest against the upper edge of the shields, and pushed themselves and the square shields together.
Together they form an extremely stable triangle. The short sword in the hands of the sword and shield warrior is completely hidden in the shadow of the shield, like the most terrifying fangs of a poisonous snake, waiting for the enemy to take the initiative to approach and then launch a fatal blow.
At the same time, a group of armored infantry originally serving as reserve and rear guard also quickly moved from the wings to the front of the two rows of armor from the back of the battle formation, and stayed in place in the same defensive posture. As for the rear of the phalanx, which was completely empty due to this,
Section, since Shahruman's brigade obviously does not have enough troops to divide the troops and outflank them, there is no risk to safety.
"The response was very quick. I didn't expect White's emergency command to be so astute."
In the distance, Lille looked at the triple iron armor guarding the front of the guard squadron like three embankments, and sincerely admired it. Little did he know that such changes in battle formations were actually the various changes that the guard squadron had practiced countless times in the past week.
One of the drill plans.
"ah!"
As if he was suddenly awakened by the active defensive action of the guard squadron, Shahruman suddenly withdrew his gaze from the corpse of the fourth-level mage, turned around and stared at the enemy's dense battle formation.
At this stage, victory, defeat, honor, and rewards are no longer something that Shahruman can think about. In his already boiling mind, there is only one thought that is so hot that it can melt everything, and that is
He went up to the battle formation of the guard squadron and cut Moriarty into ten thousand pieces with the big sword in his hand.
As Shahruman's roar filled with anger, madness and incomparable fighting spirit suddenly sounded, the halo under his feet suddenly flashed, and then turned into a pair of "black horns" phantoms that continued to rotate, killing Shahruman.
Man's body was completely shrouded in it.
It was as if infinite power was suddenly pumped into him. In the shadow of the horns, Shahruman's body swelled rapidly and became taller. In just a short time, large and knotted muscles were accompanied by huge joints that continued to protrude.
, like new-born mountains, kept popping up and rising up everywhere on Saruman's shoulders, chest, back and other torso. In less than half a minute, the standard steel armor that Saruman originally wore could no longer accommodate it and suddenly swelled up.
His body was suddenly broken through the armor belt and completely scattered.
And as the outer layer of steel armor faded away, what was revealed to everyone was a monster-like Shahruman covered in black-gray markings and huge patches of horny skin. And the bones and flesh that were finally fully propped up turned directly into
I made a layer of strange but violent muscle armor outside the body of a seventh-level warrior.
"Bloodline Halo!"
Moriarty looked at Shahruman, who stood alone in the wind and snow like a monster, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
