Dragon Who Controls Time

High-level spells are powerful. On a densely populated battlefield, the lethality can only be described by the word horror. Moreover, high-level spellcasters have strong mental power and can accurately control spells. They can try to avoid accidentally injuring friendly troops. .

Of course, this situation cannot be completely avoided.

No matter how powerful a spellcaster is, even if it is a legendary mage, when using powerful spells corresponding to his level, it is inevitable that he will accidentally injure allies in the spell area.

In other words, most of the spells, such as the Great Sun Fireball, are inherently indistinguishable between enemy and foe.

Under the sweep of high-level spells, both the Golden Alliance Army and the Dimo ​​soldiers were like lambs to be slaughtered that could not be resisted in the grinder of meat.

As long as they are hit by high-level spells, there are basically only warriors or spellcasters with higher ranks. If they respond quickly, they may leave the area of ​​high-level spells early, giving themselves a chance to live longer.

As for the lowest level, apart from being physically stronger, soldiers who are not much stronger than ordinary people can only resign themselves to fate and leave their lives to the goddess of luck to make a choice.

Fortunately, although the lethality of high-level spells is terrifying, the scope is still limited, and high-level spellcasters are limited by magic power, and cannot always cast high-level spells. Lower spell attack to save mana.

In this way, if you pull the view of the battle situation to all the armies on both sides, you can find a total of more than 30 high-ranking spell casters. The flow of magic power has been consumed, and the speed of this casualty has slowed down a lot.

But even so, the middle-level and even low-level spells cast from the hands of high-level spellcasters are far more powerful than the spells in the hands of ordinary spellcasters.

Garen watched the battle that was engulfed in white-hot, and his vision was almost filled with the brilliance of spells.

A few real dragons are not installed at all now. At first, they threw some garbage spells at each other perfunctorily. Now they are lined up in high altitudes to hover with the help of the airflow, and look down at the strife and battle of the army below.

In such a war, the caster is the strategic force of both sides and can shine the most dazzling light.

At an altitude of several thousand meters, thanks to the wide field of vision, Garen can clearly observe the advantages and disadvantages of both sides.

From his point of view, the wave belonging to the Golden Alliance Army was slowly advancing with a slow but firm attitude, gradually engulfing the Timo soldiers in pale silver armor.

As Matthew said at the beginning, this is a finishing battle.

The people of the Golden Alliance Army expected that the other party would definitely have a certain ability to resist. After all, it is a kingdom with thousands of years of inheritance. Even if it is decayed, there must be a certain heritage passed down.

But these are just stubborn resistance in the face of the huge power gap.

The number of the Golden Alliance Army is about three times that of the Dimo ​​soldiers, and the high-ranking troops are about twice as powerful, and there is also a nine-ring illusion school archmage who is almost inexplicable.

Such a power comparison, if there is no accident, no matter how stubborn Timo resists, he will not be able to escape the ending of defeat.

With the passage of time, the evening glow that seemed to be intertwined with flames and blood disappeared, replaced by a chilling and dark night.

It was a starless and moonless night, and because it was autumn, the cool night wind kept blowing past.

In the Great Plains of Bucky, it was supposed to be a very dark sky, but at this time, because of the spells that erupted and bloomed almost all the time, the brilliance was as bright as day, and the colorful spells were intertwined, forming a gorgeous and deadly scene.

Garen's eyes were low, and he looked carefully at the high-ranking spellcasters on both sides.

Whether it was a high-ranking caster from the Golden Alliance Army or Timo's, the magic power in the body was consumed a lot at this time, less than half.

There was a hint of exhaustion in their eyes, and high-level spells had not appeared on the battlefield for more than half an hour.

However, although their faces were exhausted, the high-ranking casters of the Golden Alliance Army were exhausted with excitement, while Timo's side was exhausted with a hint of numbness and loss.

It was only because the golden wave, which was still dazzling even though it had dimmed a lot under the night, had already approached the iron and stone defense line for less than 200 meters.

Almost all of the Timo soldiers who went out to meet the enemy were buried in the golden wave.

However, the Golden Alliance Army also ushered in a lot of casualties, and the number was reduced by a quarter.

Although it was a final battle, it was obviously not as easy and casual as Matthew said.

In other words, what they think is easy is based on the fact that there is no loss of high-level combat power, and the lives of ordinary soldiers are irrelevant.

"However, why can't you beat it, but why don't you retreat, and then use the iron and stone defense line to defend?"

Garen was a little puzzled.

If the Dimo ​​soldiers shrink back at the moment of disadvantage and focus on defense, with the help of the iron and stone defense line, they will definitely be able to hold on for a while longer, and it will bring more casualties to the Golden Alliance Army.

But they didn't do it.

When the Timo soldiers left the iron and stone defense line to meet the enemy, the thick gate behind them was tightly closed, as if it directly cut off their retreat.

The few Timo who remained on the Iron and Stone Defense Line were basically only soldiers who used heavy crossbows, or spellcasters from various schools of magic.

Such a desperate attempt almost wiped out all the Timo soldiers sent, but it also caused a lot of casualties to the Golden Alliance Army at one time.

Blood stained the earth, and the green Bucky Plain in the past has turned into a bloody color. The golden armor worn by the Golden Alliance Army is not intact now, and it is stained with mottled blood. The wind dried and solidified on the armor, exuding a pungent fishy smell.

Looking down from a high altitude, Garen felt that he saw a strange bloody pattern with scarlet in the gold.

He felt something was wrong.

"Tsk, these humans really don't want to die. If they fight and retreat, they won't die like this."

Rowell was amazed, and was surprised by the death-defying behavior of the Timo soldiers.

The female red dragon nodded in agreement and said, "Humans have complicated thoughts and difficult to understand behaviors. I won't be surprised by what they do."

Garen turned his eyes, his eyes wandered between Rowell and the female red dragon, and was surprised to find that the two guys were a little too close.

What happened to this? Didn't the female red dragon resist very much at first?

Because he has been paying attention to the changes in the battlefield below, Garen has no idea how Rowell made the female red dragon change his mind.

At the same time, Rowell noticed Garen's exploratory gaze, raised his head proudly, glanced at the female red dragon at the same time, introduced Garen to her, and said, "This is Lady Garen, honored as the Eternal Dragon, I am object of allegiance."

"I promised you before that the lava demiplane that you will enter with me, the portal is in the hands of Lord Garen."

Gallen: ................................

good guy.

He probably understood what had happened.

Rowell told the female red dragon about the lava half-plane and invited it to enter together, and then the female red dragon could not resist the temptation, so she agreed to Rowell's courtship.

After all, the female red dragon has also reached the age to find a mate. Although Rowell's appearance is not as good as that of Garen, it is not bad among the red dragons, so the female red dragon reluctantly agreed.

"This is Gresha, my spouse."

Rowell raised his neck and laughed a few times, briefly introducing the female red dragon to Gallen.

Immediately, Rowell hesitated, and asked Garen cautiously, "Sir, you won't let my spouse enter the lava half-plane, will you?"

Garen ignored the red dragon. He looked at Gresha and said slowly, "If you can do things for me like Rowell, I will give you the opportunity to enter with me."

"In the lava half plane, the treasure you get alone is yours, but the premise is that you must obey my orders and be loyal to me."

A look of hesitation appeared on Greza's dragon face, and she began to think about what Gallen said.

However, from Rowell's mouth, she already knew that Jialong was not a silver dragon, but a powerful alien dragon whose real identity was unknown. It was also proved from the side that Rowell, a red dragon stronger than her, could be loyal. The strength of a silver dragon.

After thinking for a while, Gresha was finally unable to resist the temptation of the elemental planes of fire and earth, bowed her head, and swore allegiance to Garen.

However, the period of her oath of allegiance was less than half that of Rowell, giving herself a way out.

At the same time, in the golden alliance army below the city, Isaiah's body was suspended under a layer of white light, and whispered to the remaining Dimo ​​casters on the iron and stone defense line: "Everyone, the situation has become so clear. , are you still stubbornly resisting?"

Silence, no answer.

After a pause, she sighed and said, "We are both spellcasters who pursue the truth, and we all know how bumpy and bumpy this road is. I don't want to embarrass you."

"Now give up resistance and let me cast forbidden magic on you. I can assure you that after the war is over, you will all be safe and sound, and then continue to explore the mysteries of magic as a free body."

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