The mage appeared and saved the knight's life. The demon leader roared angrily: "It's you again! It's you again! You die! Brothers, archers, kill him!"
He roared, leaned down to pick up a spear on the ground, and threw it at the mage Morgan. The archer shot arrows, and the swordsman demon followed their boss's example and also threw a spear.
In an instant, hundreds of spears and nearly a thousand bone arrows flew towards the gray-robed mage like locusts.
The gray-robed mage didn't move a single step. He waved his staff to the side, and a whirlwind came out, picking up a lot of grass and dust and lying in front of him.
Under the strong wind, the spear was blown away, and the arrow was directly swept into the wind, completely losing its threat.
Among the reeds.
Zhao Shan introduced: "This guy is an elemental mage. This is a third-level 'whirlwind technique'. The timing and angles used by this mage are very good, and he is very sophisticated."
Sun Ran nodded and looked at the lich in front of him: "You stay here, I'll go make trouble for that lich."
"Don't mess it up, I'm too lazy to collect the body for you."
"Crow's Mouth." Sun Ran slipped into the river and quietly dived in the direction of the lich.
Wild battlefield.
After mage Morgan sent out a whirlwind spell to block the demon's attack, he slowly stepped forward, controlling the flying spell as he walked, and slowly placed the knight on the ground.
"Roman Knight, it seems that I am not too late."
The knight saluted: "Thank you, master, for coming to the rescue."
"What's going on in the fortress?" Morgan asked.
"There was a demon army stationed inside, numbering nearly five thousand, and only a small part of them were chased out," Roland introduced.
Five thousand demons, this is a bit tricky. Morgan frowned slightly: "I'll cover your retreat first."
"Okay." Roman Knight nodded and shouted: "Brothers, continue to retreat!"
The Lions began to retreat in an organized manner again.
The demon leader shouted: "No one can leave!" He chased after him.
Morgan immediately raised his staff, and a head-sized fireball appeared out of thin air. With a 'whoosh', it hit the demon leader who was about to turn around and escape.
The fireball was extremely fast, hit the demon leader accurately, and then exploded, turning into a fireball nearly three meters in diameter.
The demon leader was blown ten meters away. His whole body was covered with flames, and he looked extremely miserable. However, his vitality was not damaged. As soon as he landed, he rolled a few times, extinguished the flames on his body, and then jumped up and cursed:
"Morgan, you and I swear to be incompatible!"
The mage smiled: "I know you, devil. Your name is Heli Hes, right? Last time we met, you became my prisoner."
Humans also have the same attitude towards demon commanders. They will not kill them. Once captured, they will be imprisoned. After the human knights are captured, they will usually exchange these demon commanders for them.
In fact, the entire mage world is full of this moral spirit. The most important one is: the lives of nobles are extremely precious. Unless they have committed a heinous crime, they should not be killed easily.
This is a well-established rule, and it is also the result of the hint of the game company, in order to reduce the unexpected losses of VIP players.
In short, this mage world is the playground of the nobles.
The demon commander is extremely hateful. Although his life is safe, for a noble demon commander, being captured is a shame and a blasphemy against his glory, which must be washed away with blood!
He was furious, roared to the sky, pointed the sword in his hand at the human army, and shouted: "Brothers, chase them and entangle them. Don't let this mage cast spells without any scruples!"
Morgan's face suddenly darkened, and he pointed his staff at the demon commander: "Herrihs, step back, and everyone who taught you will step back! Otherwise, I will take your life!"
Herrihs ignored him. He picked up a shield from the ground, held it, and shouted loudly: "Leave him alone, for the glory of the legion, I am not afraid of sacrifice! Brothers, charge!"
The sword-hand demons were infected by his indomitable spirit, and their blood boiled with excitement, and they chased after the human soldiers.
Morgan was angry that this demon leader did not play his cards according to common sense. He was very angry. When he pressed his staff, a bright electric ball appeared.
This is not the warning fireball just now, but a level three lightning ball, which is enough to turn this demon leader into coke!
"Last warning, give up! Or die!" The mage pointed his staff at the demon leader.
"Glory is my life!" Herrichs replied.
"Glory, you piece of shit! Do you think you are a knight? Devil, die!" the mage shouted angrily.
The lightning ball suddenly grew stronger and was about to fly out.
Behind a slope by the river, the lich that had been lurking took the opportunity to attack, and the ebony staff in his hand also lit up. The outside of the light was green, and as it went toward the center, the light became darker and eventually turned into purple-black.
The surrounding reeds that were illuminated by the light withered in the blink of an eye, the leaves rolled up, turned into burnt gray, and then turned into withered grass.
This is the fourth level of black magic: 'Withering'. Even the five-star white-robed mage of the Sky City will be dead if he is hit without any defense, let alone the four-star gray-robed mage.
"You die too!" the lich shouted softly, his voice as rough as if mixed with sand.
At the same moment, he heard a "swish" coming from the river behind him. He instinctively turned his head and saw a human child emerging from the water. With a flick of his hand, he threw a ball next to him.
The ball rolled down the slope with a gurgling sound, and finally stopped beside him, with faint green smoke rising from a small hole.
"What the hell is this? A child's toy?" The Lich was very surprised, but he had no time to worry about it. The opportunity was fleeting and it was important to kill the mage Morgan.
But the ball looked weird and was definitely unsafe, so he grabbed the ball with one hand and prepared to throw it farther away. With the other hand, he pointed at Morgan, who was seventy or eighty meters away, and continued to cast the spell.
The withering technique came out, just leaving the tip of the staff.
At this moment, there was a "boom" sound, the ball exploded, fire exploded, and the steel balls inside flew everywhere.
The lich is a mage, and his body is weak. How can he withstand such brutal ravages?
His already thin and stooped body was blown up in the air, reaching a height of four to five meters. At the same time, he was strangled by the raging steel balls. When he fell to the ground, his entire body was as big as a rag bag.
Everywhere on my body, there is no place that is not rotten.
‘So it can explode’ was the last thought in the Lich’s mind.
The ebony staff was also blown into two pieces, flew in the sky for a while, fell down, and was inserted diagonally next to the Lich, becoming his tombstone.
As for the withering light ball, because it lost the control of the caster and was interfered by the black powder bomb, it flew less than one meter before disintegrating in the air. The rampant dark energy caused all the reeds with a radius of five meters to wither. Frogs, loaches,
Small fish and other small animals also suffered misfortunes, and they all died.
On the battlefield, Morgan's lightning ball flew out and hit the demon leader.
The demon leader's body was wrapped in electric light, green smoke was rising all over his body, and he was trembling non-stop. He saw the fire on the river bank from the corner of his eye, and the last thought in his mind was: "This damn lich is really unreliable, let's do this
The spells can malfunction, and I will be killed by him now!"
Then his body was burnt to a crisp by the electricity, and he fell to the ground, exhaling a long breath of green smoke, losing consciousness, and became the first demon in history to die for glory.
Game Management Department.
"Oh, no, Herrihs was hit too hard and died. He still has ten years to live." A game manager said.
"Reset, restore his body to a seriously injured state." The team leader handled it skillfully. He had done this job many times.
"Lich Natsu died a little early, but it was normal. But this Morgan mage, who originally deserved to die for his response, didn't die." The administrator continued to report.
"reason?"
"Hmm~ A mid-level VIP who paid 500,000 credit points intervened to save him. This is his good fortune and is a normal situation. It seems that we have to arrange the next dead end." The administrator quickly found out.
Condition.
"I understand. Then let him live for a few more days and take care of the future of our VIP players." The person in charge flicked his fingers. He looked indifferent.
Damn it, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless. If you don't deserve to die, you won't die even if you commit seppuku!
