Soon after, Chief Priest Moore appeared on top of the city wall as promised.
"I'm here." The old man walked slowly to Sean, "Then, what should I do."
The old man was still wearing his usual black velvet robe, and he was holding an ancient wooden staff in his hand. The wooden staff was completely black, with a smooth black agate at the top, which seemed to absorb the surrounding light. According to legend, this long staff was in
Hundreds of years ago, Mother Mal personally gave it to the founder of the Knights, and it has been passed down to this day.
Sean looked down the hillside on the south side of the fortress. The Imperial soldiers were still guarding it meticulously, with layers of fences, trenches and other equipment lying in front of them, which was daunting.
"I need you to destroy the obstacles set up by the enemy. If possible, please clear out their camp in the forest." Sean said.
The old man nodded, raised his long staff and pointed it to the sky, and slowly recited a long and sacred incantation. Sean waved, and two knights on the city stood in front of the old man, holding up the iron tower shield that was as tall as one person.
Stand on the ground to protect the elderly from possible attacks from the front.
As the mantra was recited, thick black clouds and mist slowly gathered around the old man, and then converged on the tip of the long staff in his hand. The powerful magic even disturbed the surrounding environment, and the dark clouds in the sky broke through the cracks, letting in the sunlight.
It was sprinkled, but it could not penetrate the darkness that gathered at the top of the city.
The imperial soldiers stationed on the hillside obviously noticed the strange phenomenon at the top of the city. They were a little commotion at first, but they did not panic or flee in all directions. Instead, they flattened their spears and slowly retreated to the end of the ramp.
As a commander, the "Wolf Shepherd" does have some abilities. Sean thought, but that's not important. After the obstacles are removed, the spears in their hands cannot stop the charging knights. Even those fragile ones can't stop the charging knights.
Whether the spear can penetrate the steel armor reinforced by divine magic is a very serious question.
The orders of Pierce and Gustein came from below the city wall, and the knights responded in unison, holding their spears in their hands. The suspension bridge outside the city gate slowly lowered, opening the way for them to move forward.
The mantra recited by the old man reached the final stage, and he looked a little tired. Even with the help of the magical network, channeling a large amount of magic power at once would be a heavy burden for anyone. He put down his right hand and pointed the long staff at the obstacle.
that area.
The darkness gathered into a sphere with a diameter of half a meter. Viewed from a close distance, the sphere that absorbed all light looked like a dark plane, and seemed to have completely erased the space it was in. The old man closed his eyes and slowly spoke out the last command.
.
The black sphere trembled slightly and disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, a crisp cracking sound came from the old man's hand.
The black agate, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was quickly covered with cracks and scattered into countless fragments under the gaze of Sean and several knights. The fragments fell slowly like dark feathers, and eventually turned into mist and scattered, leaving no trace.
.
Priest Moore opened his eyes suddenly, with disbelief and fear mixed in his eyes. He covered his chest, as if he wanted to say something - but the next moment, he fell straight back and fell on Sean
In his arms, his eyes were closed tightly, and he lost all consciousness.
On the city wall, everyone fell into silence at the same time.
The knights who lined up neatly in front of the city gate and prepared to charge also saw the scene of the magic disappearing for no reason. Some looked around blankly, hoping to get an explanation from their companions. And a few people realized what happened.
What happened——
They opened their mouths subconsciously, looked at the sky that had become gloomy again, and the spears in their hands clattered to the ground.
Sean hugged the old man and tried to stand up straight. He lowered his head and tried. The chief priest was still breathing weakly, but there was no sign of regaining consciousness. He turned around and walked to the inner edge of the city wall.
It is no longer possible to continue the attack. It is a trivial matter that the obstacles have not been destroyed. The key is that the "abnormality" that just occurred has caused the knights to fall into confusion and wavering - Moore has never used this magic in decades.
It has failed at times, not to mention the somewhat horrifying scene.
He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice as steady as possible, "Pierce, Gustein, close the team...attack, cancel."
…
What happened on the city wall quickly spread throughout the knights.
Sean carried the comatose old man and on the way to the castle sanatorium, he heard many knights whispering. Seeing him walking by, the knights hurriedly closed their mouths and saluted him respectfully - but Sean could see clearly
, they could not hide the panic and confusion in their eyes.
He walked into the nursing home, laid the old man flat on the snow-white bed, then sat aside and watched the members of the treatment team checking Moore's injuries.
"Priest Moore is fine." After a while, Sharon completed the examination and came to Sean. She was a middle-aged woman with a gentle face, who was once a nun of the "Lord of Light" eight years ago.
Accompanied by his lover, he joined the Knights.
However, the St. Leon Church, which advocates generosity and tolerance, did not regard her as an apostate. To this day, she sometimes goes to the church where she once served to have tea and chat with her original friends.
"His body was slightly injured due to the drastic change in magic power, and coupled with the consumption of performing large-scale magic, he fell into a temporary coma." Sharon put her hand on the head of the chief priest, and dots of golden light fell from her palm.
He sank into the old man's forehead and said, "As long as you rest for a while, you should be able to regain consciousness."
Sean thanked her but did not get up and leave. He wanted to wait for the old man to wake up and ask him what happened at that time.
Soon after, Isaac, Pierce, Alaya, Gustein and Cathy came one after another. After confirming that the chief priest was fine, they sat on the side of the free bed and waited with Sean.
As legion commanders, they need to find out the specific circumstances and causes of this "accident" for their knights.
About two hours later, the old man let out a dry groan and slowly opened his eyes. Sean stood up and gathered around the old man with the others.
"Chief Priest, how do you feel?" Sean asked in a low voice.
"I'm a little tired, but it's not a big problem." The old man replied slowly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't fulfill your request, Captain."
"We can talk about that later, Chief Priest." Sean looked at the old man's pale face and said softly, "For you, the most important thing now is to have a good rest."
The old man didn't answer. He put his right hand on his chest and prayed softly. A faint golden light flowed through his fingers, making his face look rosier.
Protodis's magical skills are quite practical, and even followers of Marr often learn some to prepare for emergencies. And Priest Moore's research and attainments in the "Lord of Light" magical skills are even greater than Sharon's
Much deeper.
"So... what happened just now, Chief Priest?" Pierce asked anxiously, "Did any bastard interfere with you?"
The old man shook his head slowly.
"I'm not sure." He lowered his voice and showed a comforting smile, "Maybe it's just that I haven't used large-scale magic for a long time, and my body can't adapt for a while. Maybe I should practice more simple spells... like this
."
The old man raised his right hand and slowly recited a mantra belonging to Mal. Then, his smile froze on his face and his right hand froze in the air.
The incantation that was supposed to summon the power of Mal produced nothing.
Sean's face was solemn, and his fists were clenched involuntarily. The army commanders looked at each other. Sharon ran over quickly and squatted down next to the old man. Everyone said nothing, waiting for the old man to confirm the current situation.
"I..." The old man took a few hard breaths, closed his eyes, and folded his hands on his chest.
"I can't feel...Mother Mal's network." His hands were trembling, and so was his voice, "My...ability to use my mother's magic...is gone."