The blue square flag and the blue pennant are raised on the flagpole one after another.
Master Piaget, who remained at the top of the tower after releasing the signal, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the blue double flags stretched out on the flagpole. Then he activated the communication circle on the top of the tower "
Master Gulayev! A free fire signal is hung on the city wall!"
"What! We haven't made contact yet, why did the free fire signal come out directly? Let me take a look." Master Gulaev, who is sitting at the center of the Mage Tower today, has been very tired recently, and his most cherished white beard has become messy.
With two cyan bags under her eyes, her cheekbones are more prominent.
At the beginning of the beast tide, the Fire Wall Technique was guided by his mages. As the frequency of attacks increased, the disadvantages of the mage tower not being fully staffed became apparent. There was no one to rotate. When the Fire Wall Technique was released five times a day, his
The mage's study has to be suspended. When the number of times increases,
At the seventh time, someone finally fainted on the magic circle. The out-of-control pressure was spread to other controllers. The huge mental shock caused everyone on the spot to faint. When Gulayev took over the control, the out-of-control pressure
The wall of fire had been burning for 4 minutes, wasting a lot of mana reserves.
Fortunately, through the control of the mage tower, the fainted person did not become a fool, nor did the magic pool explode, and the wall of fire did not lose control and fly around in the air, burning it indiscriminately without distinguishing between friend and foe. It was already a blessing.
The fainted young mage lost the ability to guide for a while. He couldn't get out of bed without resting for two or three days. Gulayev could only take over personally. Although he was a high-level mage, he could guide the fire wall technique by himself.
It's not a particularly difficult thing. It's very easy for a top student to take one exam a day. But releasing it seven times a day is like taking seven exams a day. The experience is not pleasant in any way. But although it is painful, it can still be tortured.
Just go down.
The problem now is that the magic power at the bottom of the mage tower is nearly exhausted. The magic power stored in the magic gathering array has been concentrated to the point where it is close to substance. Like the magic power of the mist, it is now so thin that it can only cover the bottom of the magic pool, which is the reserve of two or three rounds of fire walls.
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This place is far away from the forefront of magic research. If it is not the beast tide season, they can use magic power to conduct research at will, and even directly inhale the magic mist to transform themselves. This is why Gulayev, a high-level mage, came here from the island.
There is no hope of breaking through the remote fortress, so we can only try to improve the level of our elemental body through the erosion of magic power, try to complete our elemental body, and become a great mage. But staying on the island, there is no such way.
There are opportunities for resource breakthroughs.
Master Gulayev climbed to the top of the Master Tower, just in time to catch up with the end of the shaman's chant. There was green light floating in the air above his head, but this light seemed to be polluted, looking dim and dirty, mixed with dark red.
traces of impurities. The light strips were carried by the shaman
The spiritual power of the shaman was pulled down and wrapped around the body of the barbarian warrior below. From the halo under the shaman's feet, Gulayev recognized what kind of spell it was. He opened the amplification array on the top of the tower: "It's the dragon power spell."
!Power amplification type, hold on! I'll find a way to dispel it!"
Suddenly there was a wave of fluctuation behind him, a portal opened, and a middle-aged man walked out of the portal: "It doesn't matter, although Dragon Power is rare, there will always be records. It is a particularly primitive amplification spell.
The slowing down group spells should be limited first. Then they can be dispersed with high-frequency vibrations of pure magic power." Gulayev turned around and bowed deeply: "Good day, Archmage Suvorov."
Suvorov nodded: "Let go and fight, I will solve the shaman circle. By the way, I haven't been here today, I am still in the royal capital, understand?" Gulayev showed a blank look in his eyes:
"Did I hallucinate just now?" The little transparent skin on one side
Yajie nodded: "Well, maybe the pressure is too much." Suvorov nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, that's it." Suvorov hid on the top of the tower and called the
Mo Mo was shocked: "Why do you only have so little reserve left?"
Gulayev lowered his head: "Sorry, I have been using a lot of clearing spells recently, releasing 15,000-20,000 degrees of magic power every day. There was a fatigue accident a few days ago, which consumed more than 40,000 degrees of magic power.
The automatic operation power of the energy-gathering spell array here is just enough to maintain a balance of payments, and it has no ability to reserve more magic power."
"Use the elemental body to push the magic circle to increase the compression speed... Forget it, it's okay, I'll help you." Suvorov stretched out his hand, and his right hand suddenly spread out from the condensed flesh and blood into a ball.
The halo composed of thunder and lightning gently rotated clockwise with one finger, and the energy-gathering array downstairs also slowly rotated. As the rotation speed of Suvorov's right hand gradually accelerated, the energy-gathering array
The rotation speed has reached the endurance limit.
The blue halo visible to the naked eye is extracted from the air at the top of the tower. As the magic power is extracted, the surrounding magic power begins to gather here. If you have enough magic vision, you will see that the magic power at this time is like
It is a vortex in the air, spinning downwards and then being forcibly poured into the energy gathering method.
In the array, the condensed magic power gradually changed from ticking, ticking dripping into the liquid surface, to an open faucet, and then to the opening of a fire hydrant, pouring into the array like dry ice mist. The condensed mist in the magic pool
It started to rise immediately, and after 30 seconds, the magic pool was filled.
The Archmage's face turned pale, as if this kind of withdrawal of magic power was taking a lot of effort on his part. He wiped the huge sweat on his forehead and said, "Okay, I'll leave the rest to you. Remember, use high-frequency magic power to vibrate."
The Archmage walked into the portal and closed the door with a buzz.
Gulayev and Piaget looked at each other.
"I'll go to the center to break the dragon power spell, and then find a way to pull out the shaman's nails. You continue to stare, and let me know if you have any questions." Gulayev ran down the stairs.
After being delayed for more than 30 seconds on the mage tower, the shaman's dragon power spell had been released. The queue of white barbarians under the city had dispersed. They untied their cloaks and pulled out the slings behind them. "Their slings."
The cable is obviously of standard style." Polu, who was lying next to the wall and observing secretly, said: "This means
It shows that this settlement has a preliminary concept of standardized production. Coupled with their uniform clothing, uniform shields, regular military-style formations, and possibly the same weapons, this settlement can already be determined to have a certain level of productivity.
Now that we have settled down, we can no longer treat them with the same mentality as we treat wild beasts."
Parma, who was lying next to Polu, nodded. Suddenly, Pam's pupils narrowed suddenly, and the enemy's sling suddenly swung. Parma, who was frightened by the hit last time, jumped up and shouted with all his strength: "Look for it."
Hidden! "Outside the city, 600 white barbarians and more than 100 remnants of Sitting Bull's tribe rose into the air with stones in their hands, black as a dark cloud flying very fast, and smashed into the city wall!
Bolu just happened to see this scene and wanted to stand up and hide within the tower shield, but suddenly found that his body was moving so slowly, as if his mind was running ahead of his body. There was only one thought left in his mind: "What the hell!"