Very high above the prison of Huowu City, Hengyizi has been hovering for a long time, connecting with the stars above, hooking the wind and thunder below, using magic to drive away the clouds and fog. Suddenly, black clouds filled the sky, and the night sky covered the day. Just like the Xuan Banner gathered together, it was blurry.
Like the emperor's magic weapon, the Bronet!
He saw Heng Yizi showing his true form as a divine general, with indigo skin and red hair, a bird's beak with three eyes, silver light and black wings. The thought blade weapon in his hand turned into a thunder hammer and chisel. With one strike, thunder shook the sky, and purple lightning rose into the sky.
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Although this scene was huge, it was still not the Heaven's Heart Thunder Technique that truly destroyed demons. However, under Xuan Weizi's day and night practice, Heng Mizi's original illusion of covering the sky also added a few more elements of clouds and wind, covering up the sky.
The power of thunder in the sun.
And all of this is just to support the flying god Jinwu in his position in the sky. At the same time, Hengyizi absorbs various energies from the arcane star chart and the natural environment, transforms them into various buffing spells, and blesses thousands of powerful soldiers.
The Flying God Golden Crow's two-winged halberd spread out without the need to flap its wings. The whole body was illuminated by golden light. He held up four Zhu Zhuan military symbols and circled them endlessly. Thousands of rampant soldiers turned into reality one after another. They stepped on black clouds and were protected by the cold wind, accompanied by raindrops in the clouds.
Low-level spells such as falling, "increasing resistance", "hidden mist", etc., were like rain and dew, so that all the thousands of rampant soldiers were blessed.
Hengyi's hammer chiseled thunder, thunder and drums shook in the clouds, dense rain fell in pours, and there was a bit of sour smell in the wind. It actually surrounded the Black Rock Prison and rained down strong acid rain!
"Acid rain! It's acid rain!" A mage immediately noticed the abnormality in mid-air and sent a message: "This spell ignores spell resistance and immunity, be careful! Ah——"
The mages in mid-air were the first to be attacked by the rampaging soldiers. Each mage faced dozens of rampaging soldiers at the same time. The strong negative energy in the dark wind made the mages' hands and feet become cold, so they subconsciously used self-protection protection first.
Before the spell could be counterattacked, six or seven heavy weapons with floating auras were blocked in all directions. In the absence of teleportation spells, the mage's body was directly swallowed up by the dark wind and black tide, and he only had time to let out a few screams.
The sudden appearance of rampant soldiers immediately disrupted the preparations of the legion in the sky and underground. The pouring acid rain caused the mages and secret knights to re-convert "protection from energy damage" and "resistance to energy damage" to strong acid attributes. But despite this, they were still
Many legionnaires were unable to be protected and could only huddle in the shield array, listening to the patter of raindrops outside, pouring bits of sour white smoke on the ground.
"Help! Let me in -" Executioner Esther ran to the prison door in embarrassment. The flesh-and-blood servants who were originally chasing him were already fighting with the legionnaires. The flying lightning and fireballs blasted the Black Rock Prison.
The surface alternates between red and white light.
"Quick! Come in!" The prison guards who had established a good relationship in recent days quickly dragged the fat executioner Esser into the prison gate. At this time, there were still a group of undetained thugs in the prison, and they seemed to be aware of the fighting outside.
, also started making noises in the prison, forcing the guards to beat them severely, pushing and kicking them into cages one after another.
The prison guard held a "Spider Web" wand in his hand and looked at the large number of rampant soldiers flying down outside the door. He just threw out a few spells at random, leaning against the door and not daring to show his head.
"You all guard the door for me!" Executioner Aeser roared: "Nelem is here to rob the prison, I will personally guard the prisoner!"
In such a critical situation, none of the jailers said anything, but the senior mage guarding the prison stopped him and said, "Wait a minute! Why are you guarding the prisoners?"
Executioner Aeser stamped his feet and said: "When has this happened? You, the high mage, are still standing here? Nelem has come to kill him. If he really rushes in, I will kill his mistresses and children."
Kill them all! Just open the anti-demon field outside and block him inside!"
The high mage suddenly froze. He had witnessed the executioner Esser's interrogation skills a few days ago, and because of his results, the legion found a safe house in Nelum. Now Nelem suddenly came to rob the prison.
Unexpectedly, the executioner Esser had such a clear mind and the courage to regard death as his own.
"You... are right." The senior mage didn't have the slightest doubt. He immediately took out a "Lightning Beam" wand and handed it to the executioner Esser. He said with a farewell expression: "Brother Esser, I'm counting on you in the prison."
!Others, guard the door for me! Don’t let anyone in!”
In the end, all the prison mage guards and jailers picked up their weapons and blocked the only door of the prison. Only Executioner Esther was left walking in the prison corridor, ignoring the noise of the thugs and prisoners on the left and right, and came to the deepest part of the prison where Nelem's family was imprisoned.
Outside the cell.
The cell door slowly opened, and a group of women and children huddled in the corner, looking at the fat figure with frightened expressions. There was a violent explosion outside the prison, and the light of the surrounding torches flickered and went out, leaving only the string of beads on the wrist of Executioner Esther.
, a precious light appears.
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That violent explosion came from a flaming spear. The spear burned like a branding iron, burning orange all over its body. It shuttled through the violent wind and rain, leaving a white line in the eyes of mortals. It hit nothing in the sky and created the sun.
A general fiery explosion.
The terrifying heat brought shock waves that distorted the air, blowing the acid rain and gloomy wind out of a gap.
And in the blazing white flames, a mutilated corpse fell, which looked like Nelem's burned face. It fell directly to the ground, shattered into ashes, and dispersed in an instant.
"Simulacra?" A question came from mid-air, and Fusman appeared with his body full of fire. He stepped on a thick and long scepter with tongues of fire, and three high-ranking mages followed closely behind him.
One of them chanted a spell, and the effect of "controlling the weather" shot straight into the sky, trying to eliminate the dense and unchanging black thunderclouds.
An electric arc danced on one person's fingertips, and a powerful "serial lightning" directly blasted the approaching soldiers into plumes of white smoke.
One person cast a detection spell and saw Master Nelum, who was using "Transformation of Spirit Body", standing on the roof of a nearby building.
"Over there!" Once pointed out, Nelem did not hesitate. He did not need to change his gestures like other mages. He quickly spit out a string of spells, and an orange-red throwing spear like a soldering iron appeared in his palm.
Fusman threw the "Sun Flame Throwing Spear" with all his strength. As soon as it got close to Nelem, it exploded in the air. The huge white fireball directly tore the roof of the building apart. Bricks and tiles flew, while Nelem himself looked relaxed and relaxed.
Fly back.
Nelem has already had the effect of "Immunity to Fire Energy", which is indispensable when facing the "Son of Fire Demon" spell. Moreover, the "Magic Repulsion" that has been re-established on his body can target his own spells.
Counterattack and destroy before hitting to avoid direct damage.
Seeing Nelem trying to escape, Nelem twisted his heels and chased him straight with the jet scepter under his body. His extreme speed was several times faster than the ordinary "flying technique", and he held up the "flame shield"
, the whole person turned into a huge fireball, and hit Nelem head-on!
Although Nelem had applied several layers of protective spells to himself in advance, it was still the first time he had seen a mage fight like this. Before he could react, he was pushed hundreds of feet away in one breath.
The two ninth-level mages, like savage bulls, smashed through several buildings one after another due to their magical power, leaving a series of holes. The two rushed to the city wall dividing the inner and outer city areas, and Nelem was pushed against him.
On the wall, he gritted his teeth and released a "flying slap", trying to push Fusman away who turned into a fireball.
Unexpectedly, Fusman was so experienced that he flew directly into the sky to avoid the fireball. Behind him was a "meteor explosion" that followed closely!
Four huge lava-like fireballs, dragging their tails of flames, directly bombarded Nelem. In addition to fire damage, the "meteor burst" also had real physical impact, and was more powerful than a counterweight trebuchet.
Earth-shattering vibrations and explosions erupted from the city wall, causing cracks to appear on the towering city wall and crumbling.
But when the flames dissipated, seven rainbows of light were seen shining brightly, and Nelem was floating in the air, his figure completely unharmed under the protection of the "Rainbow Sphere".
"Hmph! It's so tough!" Forsman stood in the air, with the flames around him slightly sparse, and said with a sneer: "This is why Fen Byron doesn't want me to fight you head-on, but how long can you hold on like this?"
Nelem held a blue-light staff and asked: "Then how long do you think you can hold on?"
"Delaying time?" Forsman looked back at the prison where dark clouds and acid rain were shrouded. Fierce battles had broken out there. The rampant soldiers tore through the defense line of the legionnaires. At least every three or five rampant soldiers dealt with one legionnaire.
The soldiers quickly closed the battle line to within a hundred feet of the prison gate.
However, the three senior mages who followed Fusman and arrived in time, as well as a senior wizard who had been on guard in the prison for a long time, spent all kinds of spells at no cost, and the rampant soldiers continued to suffer losses.
This kind of incorporeal undead that has never been seen before cannot be easily dispersed or expelled, so we can only use the evocation system or the conjuration system to attack. Suddenly, all kinds of spells flew, explosions were mixed with screams, and the Black Rock Prison
It was already a tragic battlefield outside.
"Is this also Dr. Olenso's method?" Forsman asked with a smile: "Is he unwilling to show up?"
"Then why don't you look behind you?" Following Nelem's words, a figure with a stooped torso and full of negative energy appeared in the gray wind.
"Diante?" Fusman's handsome face showed a trace of displeasure. He felt that the archmage in front of him could no longer be considered a living person, but he was not like those cold and rotten lichs.
The Archmage Diante who reappeared was described as inhuman. All his beard and hair fell off, his skin was swollen and purple, and something seemed to be stuffed in his skull. It was stretched out in a circle and pulsating slightly. His two eyeballs moved uncoordinatedly.
The facial bones seemed to have been broken and reassembled, but the position could not be found. As the neck squirmed, some acid was vomited out.
Immediately, tentacles with a lavender color opened his chin, poured out of Dianthe's mouth, and protruded from his ears and nostrils. Even an eyeball was squeezed out of the eye socket and was stuck and hung by the tentacles.
Swing it in the face.
These tentacles are covered with strange mucus, swaying and twisting like living creatures. They are full of malicious and indescribable aura, and they emit vague murmurs, as if they are overlapping curses.
"Is this some strange thing that has been implanted? Occupying Diant's body?" Fusman used his own wisdom to roughly guess the situation of the Archmage. He heard him say with a smile: "It's a pity that we have to delay time now.
It's not you, but me. Even the army of the undead will be exhausted at some point."
With hatred on his face, Nelem shouted, and the staff in his hand shot out "extreme ice rays." And the Archmage Diante, who had long been distorted to the point of not being human, fired a "psionic blast" without the need for spells or gestures.
Fragmented ripples appeared in the air, heading straight for Fusman.
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On the occasion of the great war, a large hotel in the outer city was now requisitioned as the residence of the Mages and Mystery Knights of Fire Dance City. Nearly a hundred mages and Mystery Knights were standing or sitting, some looking at the battle scene in the water basin on the table, and others
He leaned against the window and looked at the dark clouds in the distance with a complicated expression.
Everyone here was the backbone of Fire Dance City in the past, but after Nelem's death, they all surrendered to the Imperial Legion to save their wealth and lives.
"Mage Nelum finally showed up... It's so irrational." Someone sighed.
"After all, she is his mistress and child. Forsman and the others just expected Nelem to come out, so they set up this trap."
"Nelum, this old pervert, has a lot of sons outside! What does it matter if a few of them die?"
A high mage who was once a subordinate of Nelem shook the letter in his hand and said: "Now the opportunity has come. I think many people here have received similar anonymous letters. Do you want to take this opportunity to leave Huowu?"
city?"
Faced with this choice, everyone's opinions immediately started to stir up confusion——
"Run? Are you sure you really want to follow Nelem to the end?"
"Is it possible that I have to endure Fusman and his gang of scoundrels pointing fingers and drinking at me every day? Without giving any reason, my house was turned upside down."
The high mage holding the letter said: "We still have colleagues in the Black Rock Province. They have begun to assemble their troops. If we leave now and contact the local mages, we can use this to deal with Fusman! Especially in the Black Rock Province
With the wealth output, it will not be a problem to pull out a full army! At worst, if we continue to go south and join Archmage Qi Darok, I don't believe that the 'Son of the Fire Demon' can really sweep the entire Pentagram Tower!"
"Half of the colleagues you mentioned are Nelem's sons! I don't want to work for Nelem anymore!"
"Then don't we all work for Fusman now?"
"If you were so loyal, why didn't you fight to the death? You surrendered faster than anyone else! You were just about to stick up your butt for Fusman and get a stick!"
"Before, we thought that Nelem had no chance of making a comeback, but now that we have a sewer collapse and a plague outbreak, I think Nelem has a lot of cards."
"But Fusman's legion is very strong. Although there are losses, even if we escape to Black Rock Province, we may not be able to hold it!"
"Haha! There have been rumors for a long time now that Fusman plans to establish a country in the New World! No matter what, he will be independent from the constraints of the empire and obtain greater autonomy. Guess how long he can do it? Why is there only one person who is not enough for five years?
A legion full of thousands of people?"
"Damn! This Fusman saw Doragon establishing a country in the Old Continent, and he also felt itchy?"
The high mage shook his head and said: "How can it be so simple? Doragon is a legendary mage, and he is assisted by a silver dragon of the same legendary level, and the territory he occupies is a mountainous area that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Fire Dance City is built on
On the Great Plains, it has been planned for at least decades, but Fursman is still too young and too impatient."
"Then we leave Huowu City now?" Some mages were eager to give it a try: "They have sent messages several times, asking us to go outside the prison to provide support."
"Support is nothing! They just want us to be cannon fodder!"
"But think about it carefully. Once you run away, it will be equivalent to a complete break with Fusman, and you can never look back!"
"What about Nelem?" someone asked, "just leave him like this?"
"He committed suicide and wanted to save those mistresses and illegitimate children. Why should such a person care about him?"
On the other hand, the senior mage was a little more calm and said: "I sent him a message to remind him, it can be regarded as a friendship between former colleagues. Everyone, be prepared. Once we leave, they will definitely send high mages to pursue us. We must work together to break out of Huowu."