Chapter 677 The attack of Shuangmaita Izeluma begins
While Lenis and Bailon were in a stalemate, the sunset was suddenly blocked.
It was a black cloud drifting from the east, and it covered the land of Izeluma in the blink of an eye. The sky was dark for a moment, and the gloomy and ominous black cloud covered everything in it, making it difficult to breathe.
Immediately afterwards, there was lightning that penetrated the darkness, as if a Thunder Tree of Punishment bloomed in mid-air, and the huge amount of magic reaction directly made Lenis's eyeballs boil.
"Well……"
Lenis let out a groan, subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and reached for the pain-relieving eye drops in her bag.
But before she could touch it, the earth trembled violently, and a strong impact spread from her back to her whole body. Although most of the lightning was absorbed by the earth, the remaining aftermath was by no means that simple.
s things.
It should be said that the original target of this lightning is the earth, or to be precise, the spiritual veins under the earth. If it targets humans, even the most powerful humans will be turned into ashes.
There is a burning smell in the air, which is ozone produced by oxygen due to strong electric shock.
Bailon's face was ashen, he stretched out his hand to cover his hat, and looked to the east.
He could feel that his connection with the land beneath his feet had been weakened too much because of the lightning. Although he didn't know what happened, one thing was obvious, that is, they were attacked.
It has been an ancient rule to perform weather magic at dusk, and the opponent's purpose is to eliminate the land's protection of the Izeluma family.
If the land is damaged, the flow of magic power will naturally become more difficult than usual. When a magician manages the land, it is natural to apply defensive magic to it, and it is also a rule for attackers to neutralize it first.
It seems that the attackers this time are not only larger in scale, but also more sophisticated in their methods.
Although Izeluma has the means of self-discipline and protection, because he is not there, coupled with the isolation of the spiritual veins, and the lack of the authority of the family leader, it is impossible to organize a decent counterattack.
This situation is really terrible.
No, it should be said that there are worse situations.
The surrounding trees made an ominous rustling sound, followed by several dark puppets holding double blades, forming a circle that surrounded Byron and Lenis.
[The target person is detected and the operation begins]
The red eyes flashed regularly, seeming to be communicating something.
"Princess of El-Melloi, I think the previous matters can be put aside for the time being, because the real murderer has been revealed."
The head of the Bailon family took a deep breath and turned to look at Lenis beside him. In this case, there was no need to worry about what happened before.
"If we don't cooperate, not only Iseluma, but also El-Melloi will be destroyed here."
"Although I think their target is still you, Izeluma, but getting rid of them is a top priority."
Lenis looked around for a week, then lowered her head, glanced at El-Melloi II who was still in a coma, and subconsciously pursed her lips.
At this time, it is impossible to think about being alone. El-Melloi seems to have been involved in an incredible incident. Now, only by cooperating with the head of the Bailon family and killing all these puppets can there be a way out.
A way out.
The owner behind these dolls hurt her brother and almost cost him his life. No matter who it was, she would never forgive him.
"Trim——"
She called the mercury maid's name with a solemn tone and strong murderous intent, like a sharp blade being drawn out of its sheath.
"As you command, Lady Lenis."
The mercury maid bowed slightly, and then stood in front of Lenis. The liquid body flowed and condensed into a slender and sharp whip blade.
A doll rushed over tentatively, but was hit head-on by Trimmau's whip blade. The steel body was easily cut open, revealing the inner structure.
"It is indeed the supreme gift of El-Melloi."
Many crystal clear bubbles also appeared around Bailong, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset. They were beautiful, fragile, but extremely deadly.
It was this bubble that looked like it would burst at any moment. When it burst, it destroyed the solid body of the doll to pieces.
"Each other."
Lenis glanced at him, and then controlled Trimmau with all her strength.
The magic path she practices in daily life is tailor-made for her by El-Melloi II. It is the most suitable direction for her, and considering her age, most of them are biased towards basics and theory, for the sake of a better future.
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But there is also a problem, that is, her combat effectiveness is obviously insufficient now.
And because of her age, she is still far from being able to compare with the monarch of El-Melloi of the previous generation. Although she has not met him a few times, the man named Kenneth has more talents and abilities in the magic path than she has.
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If Kenneth were to use Trimmau, the doll in front of him would be easily cut into two pieces.
She immediately shook her head to drive these thoughts away from her brain, and then looked in the direction of the Tower of the Moon. Animusfia's airship was docked there. I am afraid that only the one who can solve the current war is
Animusfia.
I don't know what's going on over there in Animusfia.
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"Well, it seems to be going well."
Atram?? Gary Asta looked down at the traces he left with a cruel smile on his face.
This is a highland a few kilometers away from Iseluma. From here, we can just have a panoramic view of the Twin Towers in the distance. The forest surrounding Iseluma is visibly missing a piece and has become scorched black.
That is where the earth veins are intertwined, and it is also a relatively complex and fragile location. If you do it here, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
"It seems that Izeluma didn't organize a decent counterattack. Was he frightened by my big magic? Hahahaha——"
He put down the classical-looking binoculars in his hands, let out a hearty laugh, and then stretched out his hand to protect the bright and thinly dressed maid beside him, lifting and lowering her hand.
"How is it? I am confident that I can compete with the witch's fire that burns down my love rival and the city together."
Atram Galli Asta compared what he did to the killing technique once performed by the heroic spirit named Medea, and boasted about his achievements.
"Then how can the witch compare with the young master? Young master, you are destined to be respected by the entire clock tower and the entire magic world."
The maid showed a flattering smile, and twisted her body in coordination with Atram?? Gary Asta's hand, her voice was soft and soft, and her eyes were as charming as silk.