Seven hundred and ninetieth chapters decisive battle (sixteen)
The "Tower in the Cloud" tore apart the dark clouds and brought more than just the most needed sunshine to the soldiers on the battlefield. △↗,.
It was a city, a city of wizards that had been run by wizards for thousands of years. It was more than just a symbolic existence. When each wizard tower was lit up, when the blue sigil of arcane magic illuminated the entire
In the sky, the world finally understood why attacking the country of mages was considered a kind of stupidity.
Arcane sparks were ignited one by one, and the moment the spell model took shape, countless meteors flashed across the sky.
Offensive spells, meteorites, blizzards, and chain lightning fell like raindrops. Thousands of spells were scattered, but there was no confusion at all, and they locked onto their target.
But on the bodies of human allies, arcane radiance, magic armor, weapon enchantment, resistance to abyss energy damage, strength gain, and agility gain are all shining, enough to turn kittens into tigers and cowards into brave men.
The wise mages made their grand debut for the first time, but they gave the impression that they were upstarts with no background. They used their magical power without any hesitation and threw out all known and unknown spells.
But these are just the opening and a prelude to clearing the venue to create a safe distance.
Deafening chanting of incantations, ancient and time-honored forest songs, and curse words full of weird syllables. At the same time, several forbidden curse-level magic sources were activated, and the forbidden curse-level elemental tide directly created a new dead demon area.
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Unexpectedly, but within reason, after the mages appeared on the stage, they directly chose the turret that incarnated the elemental power, and without hesitation began to prepare forbidden spell-level attacks, forcing the opponent to engage in a decisive battle with them.
The demons will not sit still and wait for death. The undead regroup under the call of the undead lord. The demons roar fiercely looking for new prey. Countless monsters eventually merge into a black tide. They must crush it before the large-scale forbidden spell is thrown down.
opponent.
So, they have to attack the city, which is the floating mage city, with countless great mage and mage towers in it...
Sparks were ignited in the torrent, and the road of charge was decorated with countless corpses.
The archmages used actions to explain what it means to be simple, direct, violent and direct in combat, but they have achieved huge strategic advantages. All artillery fire, mage towers, and archmages no longer need to search for targets everywhere on the battlefield. The targets will
He took the initiative to deliver it to the door, and under the driving force of the warlord, he did not dare to retreat even if he died.
Perhaps the mages learned from Roland's strategy of dealing with the demonic tide in the Elf Kingdom, or because the Cloud Tower already had such tactical reserves, they seized the initiative on the battlefield as soon as they appeared on the scene. The mobile fortress is far more powerful than the aerospace craft.
It is difficult to conquer, and such tactics are even more shameless.
The mages had already collected information about the battlefield immediately. They had no intention of participating in the Lord God's battlefield, but directly started cleaning up the low-intensity battlefield.
The devils and undead who have been fighting for a long time have already suffered huge casualties. The continuous emergencies have made the battlefield organization extremely chaotic. In the face of the forbidden curse, the devils who do not want to forcefully attack the city actually deserted. When a
Deserters appear, undead monarchs, and demon lords are not fools. It is natural for them to consider their own options. When a large-scale rout occurs, the balance of war tilts instantly.
After fighting hard for so long and paying such a high price, after the arrival of the Cloud Tower, the human coalition seems to have really seen the light of day, and when hope appears, some people will try to throw hope into their faces instantly.
The eight-winged demon transformed into a twisted black shadow, gliding towards the mage city at high speed. He put down the opponent in front of him without hesitation.
Danatis and Barbarot were both entangled, and the only one who could change the situation of the battle was naturally him, Sophocles the Hypocrite.
The transfer of my opponent made me relieved. Facing Sofokli who showed his true combat power, I was indeed a little bit overwhelmed, but if I let him run away like this, what shame would I have?
"Northland."
I'm not good at flying at physical speed, but summoning the magic sword, creating an icy arena, and restricting the opponent's movement only requires a thought on my part.
"...Is it an avalanche this time? Should I say I'm lucky?"
Vast amounts of heavy snow accumulated in mid-air, and then turned into a sea of ice and snow that broke down the embankment. In the entire ice and snow arena, there were only the crazy falling waves of snow.
Avalanche is the most serious ice and snow disaster, but the Demon Sword Northland is not fully formed now. I don't expect it to be able to kill Sophocle, but the snow and ice in the sky is very suitable for... playing hide and seek.
I followed the avalanche into the snow without hesitation. Since I would win if I could only contain Sofokri, I just took advantage of this battlefield to stall for time.
"Boom!"
The next second, a thunderous sound made me numb, and the North Demon Sword in my hand turned into ashes.
Looking around, a big hole was opened in the ice and snow arena, and the snowflakes flowed directly to the ground. Sofukli forced his way through the limit.
"...Is it a difference in absolute power? This time, the lot really came out."
Although I vaguely guessed that the Northern Demonic Sword, which had not yet become a finished product, would not be able to restrain Sofokri for long, it was really helpless to be forced to break through like this.
The fact that the power of rules is shattered by brute force does not mean that the rules themselves are useless, just because the brute force far exceeds the limits of the rules.
Sophokli has already flown to the Cloud City, but I am sorting out my equipment a little. The Cloud Tower is not a soft persimmon to be pinched. If you fly slowly to catch up with the defense nodes of the Cloud Tower, maybe you can still proceed.
Attack from front and back.
Well, it's definitely not that I want to see what the magician's country has in its cards, let the enemy find out what the allies have in store, am I that bad?
"... Don't tell me about you, even I want to know what other trump cards the Cloud Tower has."
The words of the dead cat rang in my ears, but this time, the familiar vomiting came from her body.
Looking up, it turned out that she looked familiar, but she was covered in dust and stained with blood. It seemed that flying from the Eastern Front was not a safe and pleasant thing.
"The situation on the Eastern Front is not bad. The Dragon Clan is working very hard, and the Devil Lord has suffered a lot."
"Don't worry about them, let's get through the difficulties first..."
And her arrival also cheered me up and gave me another trump card that I could use.
But before, in front of our onlookers, facing the menacing Sophocle, the Kingdom of Mages was forced to come up with new trump cards. (To be continued.)
