"Take a rest here for the time being. We will continue to advance towards the center in an hour."
Lorelei's order was quickly conveyed to everyone through the adjutant who controlled the team, and the barrier opened silently, forming an indestructible castle in a mysterious sense.
Through one of Barthemero's supreme ceremonials inherited from the age of the gods, they could barely penetrate the inherent barrier of Fu Hailin and absorb and mobilize the magic power in the big source. Otherwise, with such fierce battles along the way, the magic power in the small source would be lost.
It has long been exhausted.
But that's all. Relying on various means, they were able to break through to the depths of the Fuhai Forest. If they go further, they will reach the core position. It is foreseeable that an extremely fierce battle will break out tomorrow.
The branches of the magic tree slapped against the outer wall of the [Castle], causing ripples, and even fine cracks appeared in some places, but they returned to their original state as soon as the magic power circulated.
Blazing flames ignited from the outer wall of the [Castle], burning the demonic trees attacking here to ashes, but the burst of magic power would attract more demonic trees, and soon the demonic trees would completely surround the [Castle].
Facing the waves of attacks, other magicians did not pay attention to these, but restored their own spirits and put themselves in peak condition, ready to face the next decisive battle.
The white-haired old man inspected the situation in the [Castle] and took action to deal with some of the demonic trees that would pose a threat to the barrier. His body had been trained to the point where he was strong enough to attack the city, and the demonic trees outside alone could not do anything to him.
Lorelei closed her eyes and rested her mind. After just drinking a bottle of magic potion, she felt that her slightly chaotic spirit had regained its clarity. Her magic circuits had also become a little more active, and she could explode with more powerful power when she released magic.
As the vanguard of the formation, her consumption was almost as much as the other twenty people combined. If she hadn't brought various gifts and potions prepared for her by Bartholomew in advance, it would have been difficult for her to hold this position.
"Teacher Bader, please go and take a rest. Leave the sentry work to me for now."
After adjusting herself to the best condition, Lorelei stood up and walked to the old man's side.
"It's just a trivial matter."
The old man shook his head. Having trained his body to the level of facing a city, he had already entered the inhuman realm. The famous heroes in the legend were nothing more than this. Just fighting with high intensity for a day and night would not let him down.
Feeling tired.
"There's just one more thing that worries me."
"whats the matter?"
Lorelai saw the serious expression on Baldur's old face, and her whole body subconsciously became serious.
"If these are the only means, the seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostles is somewhat unworthy of his name. I think he has restrained most of his power. If this is the case, I am afraid that tomorrow will be a fierce battle."
"I think what you said, Mr. Bader, is very reasonable. If Fu Hailin only had this little power, the church wouldn't have been unable to find a way to deal with him for hundreds of years."
Lorelai agreed with the old man's point of view. Although the attack from the Demonic Tree in front of her was powerful, it could not cause them much trouble at all. It was just cannon fodder used to consume their magic power.
But due to the existence of the Supreme Ceremony, they don't have to worry about this problem, so what Fu Hailin has done is destined to be useless.
"Miss, our enemies are not only Fu Hailin. According to intelligence, the monarch Animusfia has also come here."
"Lord Animusfia? Is he the new ancestor of the Dead Apostles who defeated Merian Solomon?"
Lorelai thought for a moment, recalled Mikael's information, and then shook her head.
"I didn't expect that an ancestor of the Dead Apostles could actually reach an agreement with Bartholomew, but I guess it was my father's arrangement."
"But if we only aim to defeat Fu Hailin, there is no conflict between us. On the contrary, we should defeat Fu Hailin before them to show off Barthemero's reputation."
"Of course, if possible, I wouldn't mind attacking another Dead Apostle ancestor."
Lorelei said confidently, "The position of a monarch of the aristocratic faction is held by a Dead Apostle. This is Barthemero's fault."
The old man did not comment on Lorelei's words. Bartholomew was not mindless in enmity with the Dead Apostles. If he blindly pursued the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, it would only make them unite and become enemies of Bartholomew.
What's more, there are no Dead Apostles in high positions in the Clock Tower. Isn't the Demonic Marshal Jishua Zelrich Shibain'ogu also the ancestor of the Dead Apostles? I didn't see Bartholomew making any noise.
To defeat him.
It's just that Animusfia has been a bit too active in recent years, especially after the decline of El-Melloi.
If there is no way to suppress Animusfia's active momentum...
The old man was lost in thought, but it was obvious that the head of the family had already arranged for this kind of thing, and if he continued to think about it here, it would only add to his troubles.
He subconsciously touched his chest. There was a hideous scar there, which was left by the man named Mikael. There seemed to be some inexplicable power remaining on it, and even healing magic could not completely restore it.
.
Decades have passed, and the pain from the numb scar once again reminded me of that man's existence.
Suddenly, his eyes darkened, as if a curtain had been drawn, blocking the few rays of light.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at what appeared in front of him. There was a trace of undisguised astonishment in Gujing Wubo's eyes.
It was a towering giant made of magic trees. The barrier of the [Castle] was only as high as his waist and abdomen. It clenched its fists, let out a silent roar from its mouth, and punched it hard.
Enchantment.
"Maximize the magic power output to the barrier——!"
Lorelai shouted loudly, and the magic circuit was operating at its limit, injecting a massive amount of magic into the [Castle]. The other magicians also woke up and took over the operation of the barrier.
Although it is not clear why Fu Hailin suddenly launched a powerful attack on them, there is no need to know now. If they cannot block that earth-shattering blow, maybe all the other magicians will die except Lorelai herself and Bader.
it's here.
boom--!
The fist hit the barrier hard, and the hurricane almost uprooted the surrounding magic trees. The collision of magic almost made them vomit blood, and their internal organs ached faintly.
But without the protection of the barrier, the impact of the collision alone could kill everyone except Lorelei and Baldur.
Lorelai didn't pay attention to the magic circuit that was hot due to overload. She stared at the barrier, or to be precise, she stared at the place where the fist formed by the magic tree collided with the barrier.
Although the fist looked astonishingly powerful, it was much weaker than she expected and could not match the huge magic power. So where did the other magic power go?
However, the violent earthquake that followed interrupted her thoughts. She suddenly understood the answer to the question, and her face turned pale as a sheet in an instant.