Colin summoned his energy and shot a fireball towards the beach in the distance.
Although the ambush of the believers of the gods was not discovered in advance by the wizards, it may have been too hasty and slightly insufficient in power, and it did not have much impact on the wizards who landed on the island.
Taking them as an example, only Meier was slightly injured... At this moment, it was their turn to fight back!
Whoosh!
But maybe the believers of the gods haven’t given up yet, and another round of red-flame arrows is coming!
But this time, the wizards who were prepared would not be as embarrassed as last time.
The various countermeasures are dazzling, and the second round of red flame arrow rain has little effect, rather it has no effect at all!
"No, this rain of arrows is just delaying and stopping them!"
But at this time, Celesa shouted loudly, her tone anxious.
But she was still too late.
The next moment, I saw a light red shield suddenly rising on the beach.
"No wonder there are so many people ambushing here. It turns out that this is to build a defensive shield..." Meier murmured.
The pale red light from the shield made his pale face look even weirder.
"There is no need to worry, we are just resisting." Margaret said calmly, "We still have our companions on the island."
boom!
The main ship of the gray and blue fleet in the sea behind them noticed this abnormality and fired a magic cannon in this direction!
Wow.
The light red shield shook, and the black rocks on the seashore shattered to the ground.
"Cooperate with the ships and continue to attack the shield!" Siresa shouted loudly at the right time.
Gupil Island is a large island with an extremely long coastline, and the ship's wizards have assigned their respective positions in advance.
This desolate beach with messy rocks is the responsibility of Siressa and the accompanying wizards of the Alseus Society.
Colin obeyed the order and continuously shot fireballs towards the shield...but in order not to be abrupt, he controlled the power of this fireball to the level of the first-level lower level, and occasionally exploded to the peak of the first-level lower level.
The light of witchcraft flickers on the coastline.
The battle temporarily reached a stalemate.
But all the wizards are waiting secretly in their hearts.
About two minutes later.
Boom!
Along with a loud noise, a loud and noisy sound suddenly came from the island.
Celesa looked happy, glanced around and said loudly:
"My companions on the island have begun to take action! The shield is also crumbling, please work harder!"
Swish, swish, swish!
If you look down from a high altitude, you can observe that the continuous coastline of Gupil Island is like fireworks, with lights of various colors flashing constantly.
In this way, after a few more minutes, the light red shield was finally broken!
"Everyone, the wizards who have mastered the Crimson Marking Technique, first use the Crimson Marking Technique to mark the believers of the gods, and then behead them one by one!" Siresa commanded again.
Swish——
The next moment, countless crimson marking techniques were released one after another!
I don’t know whether quantitative changes caused qualitative changes, or whether this was the design when creating witchcraft.
These crimson mark spells actually formed a large-scale group witchcraft, which greatly enhanced the power of the crimson mark spell.
The coverage area alone has almost expanded several times!
The vast beach in front of Colin was covered.
Immediately afterwards, under the influence of the Crimson Marking Technique, countless crimson light clusters floated up like will-o'-the-wisps, suddenly appearing on the reef and beach.
Those believers who were originally hiding behind the rocks in the darkness were now marked by the crimson light and had nowhere to hide.
"In this battle, if you kill a believer of priest level or above, depending on the specific identity of the believer, each one will get at least ten Supreme Council points!"
"Come on, wizards, it's time to kill freely!"
Celesa finally said.
"Points for the Supreme Council?!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the wizards on the field burst into noise... As long as they are wizards in Siya continent, no one does not want the points of the Supreme Council!
next moment.
"Follow me!"
Margaret glanced around, gave a quick and cold command, and quickly flew towards a lone red light on the left.
Colin and the three followed closely behind.
When the marked believer saw a group of them flying towards him, he felt something was wrong and hurriedly ran towards his companions on the side.
But Margaret was faster than him and stopped in front of him as soon as she accelerated.
Then Colin and others followed.
Colin looked up.
This god believer has brown curly hair and wears a black divine robe with dark red lines.
Judging from his dress, he must be a priest.
"sinner!"
Perhaps the battle in the clouds has yet to be decided.
The curly-haired priest saw that he could not join his companions, but he did not lose his courage.
With an angry snort, he rushed over with bare hands.
ha!
He shouted loudly, his thick eyebrows stood up, his masseter muscles bulged, his eyes were as wide as bells, and his face was extremely angry!
As he stepped out, the black divine robe on his body suddenly swelled, and then the blood stripes on it emitted light. The priest's body grew in the wind, and in an instant he turned into an angry giant with blood stripes!
"Ah, a crude trick."
Margaret sneered and gently shook the red crystal bracelet on her wrist.
A bright red flame shot at the giant's neck at lightning speed, and before he could react, his head was cut off!
Phew!
Blood spurted out from the cross section of his neck. Under the influence of inertia, the priest's headless body took two more steps before falling heavily, raising a puff of gray smoke.
"Next."
Margaret grabbed the divine emblem worn on the priest's robe and continued running towards the next believer.
"That's 10 points..." Meier stared at the divine emblem in Margaret's hand with an envious look on his face.
However, there is no winner in the battle in the clouds. The morale of the god's believers is high and their will to resist is firm.
Not only are they hunting believers, but the believers of gods are also attacking them in turn!
"kill!!"
Before Margaret could lead them to the next lone believer, a group of god believers came to the door.
"Two priests..." Margaret paused, turned around and ordered sternly, "Assist me!"
"Do it!"
Witchcraft and magic collide!
But in the end, it was Colin's four first-level wizards who had the advantage and won the victory.
"Lady Margaret, this..." Sowok suddenly spoke.
"Next target." Margaret ignored him, naturally took the emblems on the chests of the two priests into her arms, and continued walking to the next place.
"This... priest was killed by us together. We should have a share of the Supreme Council's points..." Sowok murmured in a low voice behind him, his voice being muffled by the wind.
"Oh... let's go." Meier shook his head and sighed, and continued to follow Margaret's footsteps.
No matter what, we are on a dangerous battlefield right now... For safety, they must stick together!
Colin didn't care about this and just followed him silently.
In this way, they followed Margaret all the way to the island, targeting the lone priest.
Four first-level wizards gathered together, but the gods and priests could do nothing.
But that doesn't mean they can go unimpeded.
As they got to the back, Colin and others clearly felt that it was becoming more difficult to move and the enemy was getting stronger.
boom!
A street.
The orange-red fireball shot from Colin's hand accurately hit the giant priest's knee, causing his running movement to stall.
"No!!"
The priest shouted and was drowned by several rays of witchcraft light.
Bang.
Watching the priest's figure fall to the ground, Colin breathed a sigh of relief.
This priest was the most difficult enemy they encountered along the way. He was as powerful as a first-level senior wizard, especially because he was extremely fast and could not be hit by ordinary witchcraft attacks.
If he hadn't just hit the priest's knee with the help of Super Brain, the battle might have lasted much longer.
Snapped.
Margaret walked forward, took off the badge from the priest's chest as usual, put it in her pocket, and said coldly:
"Next."
But as soon as she took two steps, she paused, turned back and frowned:
"Follow up!"
"Lady Margaret -" Meier, who was left behind, gasped and wiped the sweat from his forehead, ""We are not as powerful as you..."
"waste!"
Margaret interrupted him with an indifferent tone, and then continued walking forward.
"..." Meier was startled, with a hint of anger flashing across his face.
"Alas..." Sovok sighed and patted Meyer on the shoulder.
Although Colin did not speak, he felt a little unhappy.
Margaret kept the spoils to herself every time.
In fact, in the last two battles, if it weren't for his hidden help, the battle might not have ended so quickly, and bad situations might have arisen.
Margaret... apparently didn't notice this.
I don’t know whether to praise him for his hidden methods or...but at this time Margaret was obviously eager for quick success.
boom!
At this moment, a black-robed priest suddenly fell from the air and fell to the street, making a big hole.
Blood was pouring out of his body, and he looked like he was going to die.
Several wizards suddenly came down in groups, led by a silver-haired wizard.
Like Margaret, he came to the pit and naturally took off the divine emblem that had just fallen on the priest's body.
‘It seems like Morton’s brother?’ Colin recognized him.
"Molin?" Margaret asked in surprise. She glanced around the fallen wizards with a look of surprise on her face.
Several of these wizards are her acquaintances, and they are wizards from the same nine sects as she is.
"Margaret." Morin raised his head and said in surprise, then smiled and invited, "Do you want to hunt the believers of the gods together? There are several powerful priests."
"Stronger?" Margaret frowned.
The level division of believers of gods is not as clear as their wizards. The level is based on strength, but it is related to the degree of piety.
Believers at the priest level are usually at the first level of strength. In rare cases, their strength will reach the second level.
"Don't worry, it's still in the first-level category... But judging from the clothes, it's not a low status. I estimate it's worth at least a hundred points." Molin explained.
He turned to look at Colin and the others, smiled, and said:
"Take them with you."
"The more people there are, the safer it is."
I got a migraine, so the update was delayed a bit.