I Have a City in a Different World

The monks of the holy dragon city in the air are getting farther and farther away, and they are about to leave the range of the camp.

Following an order from the commander of the wizard's third army, figures immediately flew up from the barracks that spread for dozens of miles, chasing the cultivator of the Holy Dragon City who had left.

On the ground, balls of light of various colors continued to rise into the sky, trying to prevent the battleship from continuing to move forward, but their range was limited, and they vanished when they flew halfway to the sky.

As for those low-level wizards, they didn't even have a chance to make a move, they could only watch the enemy go away.

On the contrary, the silhouettes of the wizards flying in the sky gave everyone a lot of confidence, looking forward to them being able to successfully intercept the enemy!

This invasion almost mobilized wizard knights from half the continental ring. The strength of the wizard legion is naturally not to be underestimated. The wizards who can fly and pursue are all masters above the sixth level.

In the wizard continent, such a character can completely control a small country, build a wizard tower, and enjoy the treatment comparable to a national teacher.

But in the huge legion, they are only part of the war monsters. When the real war comes, it must be banned!

While enjoying the benefits of war, they must also bear corresponding responsibilities, not to mention that there are more powerful wizards above their heads.

For a time, the whole camp was jumping around.

The sky was full of chasing figures, and the ground was even more roaring with the roar of horses’ hooves. The knights put on their armor in the shortest time, and rushed out of the camp with weapons in a mess, running wildly on the ground like silly dogs chasing pheasants.

Behind them, a large number of soldiers followed closely, trying to surround and kill the enemy after they landed.

The verdant grass was a mess after the crowd of war horses stepped on it, rolling all the way to the distance.

A firefight has begun in the sky.

The warships in flight continued to shoot out dazzling rays of light, blasting fireballs in the air, and the chasing wizards turned into coke and fell one after another.

If there are not dense gargoyles in the air to help share the firepower, I am afraid that only a few waves of coverage shots will be needed, and these wizards will be all hit, and chasing the enemy will only be a joke.

The more they pursued, the more surprised the wizards became.

In the face of this amazingly fast energy weapon,

The wizards couldn't dodge in time at all, and the protective measures used to protect their own safety in the past all lost their effectiveness.

With the development of technology to a certain extent, it can completely crush the monks in some aspects, especially on the cruel battlefield, this kind of high-efficiency killing is the best manifestation.

Where the hell is this enemy, why have they never been in contact with each other in the past, and what kind of weapons did they use?

The chasing wizard was bleeding.

Looking at the constantly falling companions around, each of them has a splendid name, but here they die silently, no different from ordinary cannon fodder.

Once it falls, everything in the past will vanish into thin air. If you put it on yourself, isn't it the same?

Some people are timid and start to take advantage of the opportunity to paddle.

But there are also wizards who are very excited. They know that the opportunity is rare. Once they successfully intercept the enemy, they will definitely get rich rewards!

There are also wizards who don't have so much thought, just think that this matter is about face, and letting the enemy leave so struttingly is undoubtedly hitting them in the face.

Sometimes face is more important than life, and you have to defend it desperately.

However, the attacks of the battleships were too intensive, and the wizards could not get close to them in a hurry, so they could only fall behind the battleships not far or near, like cunning hungry wolves. Fatal blow!

The Sacred Dragon City cultivator, who was hung under the battleship, became the primary target of the enemy's attack at this moment. One after another witchcraft with various negative effects fell on them, making the Loucheng cultivator exhausted.

While clenching his teeth, the monks in the Holy Dragon City continued to fight back, pushing back the approaching wizards one after another.

If it wasn't for the armor's anti-magic ability, if it wasn't for the spiritual jade amulet on their bodies, they might have been smashed into pieces long ago.

The battleship driver also discovered this situation, and after consulting his companions, he suddenly started to accelerate, throwing the pursuers far away.

The chasing wizard cursed and had to bite the bullet and continue to pursue, getting further and further away from the third legion camp.

According to the development of this situation, it is estimated that it will not take long to reach the front line of the confrontation between the two sides. Once the monks of the Holy Dragon City have crossed, the wizards want to continue their pursuit, they must be mentally prepared to be surrounded and wiped out, and may even cause a new war.

No one can take responsibility for this risk.

Knowing this, the chasing wizards began to take out the means of housekeeping, and they kept getting closer and closer at the risk of falling.

Even the dense beam of light emitted by the battleship could not stop these ferocious, crazy and irrational guys.

The previous scene reappeared again. Fireballs continued to fall in the air. Several building cultivators had lost consciousness and fell on the ropes and swayed in the wind.

The hung griffins were not spared either, and the wizards would rather kill them all than allow them to be brought back to the enemy camp.

The monks in the holy dragon city hanging in the air are in a hurry. If these griffins are killed, then they will be busy tonight!

"Damn, why haven't we arrived yet, where are the bastards in charge of receiving?"

The cultivator of Shenglongcheng, who was in charge of commanding the operation, just scolded in his heart, and then he saw a piece of firework-like beams flying on the ground under his feet, avoiding the route of the battleship like long eyes, and falling directly on the ground. among the chasing wizards.

The chasing wizard was caught off guard and immediately plunged into chaos.

"Boom!"

The next scene was really like fireworks. Huge explosions sounded one after another in the wizard camp, illuminating almost the entire sky, and the chasing wizards fell one after another like dumplings.

The warship took the opportunity to get rid of the pursuit and sped away in the dark.

The chasing wizard was furious and rushed to the ground to check what was attacking them, but only saw some metal objects that had self-exploded, scattered in the surrounding grass.

It's an unmanned miniature missile launcher that self-destructs after use, leaving the enemy with a pile of junk.

The wizards were silent as they looked at the distant enemies in the night sky.

The front is the line of defense where the two armies are fighting. If we continue to go deeper, it is very likely that we will fall into a tight siege. No one dares to take this risk.

In desperation, the wizards could only return with hatred.

As for the knights chasing on the ground, they had already stopped halfway through, because their war horses simply couldn't bear the pursuit of this intensity. If they continued, the war horses would be exhausted!

The chasing soldiers secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If they continued to run like this, they would really vomit blood.

After the wizards returned to the camp, the damage caused by this night attack on the Holy Dragon City was also counted. Not only were all the griffins taken away, but nearly a hundred senior wizards fell in the process of chasing!

As for other losses, no one cares anymore, because these two losses alone are enough to make the listeners heartache.

Speaking of the invisible warship of the enemy, the wizards who participated in the pursuit were full of fear, and they really did not want to fight such an opponent on the battlefield.

The high-level commander of the 3rd Corps gritted his teeth in anger, but he had no choice but to order to strengthen defense inspections, and those who dared to neglect their duties would be punished!

Good things do not go out and bad things spread thousands of miles. This matter quickly spread throughout the entire wizarding camp, and the Third Legion became the laughing stock of no accident.

In a large camp with hundreds of thousands of horses, hundreds of griffins were taken away from their nests, not to mention that outsiders would laugh at them, even they themselves felt unreasonable.

In this dull atmosphere, a group of powerful wizards hurriedly arrived, and the leader was the blood-eyed wizard.

He looked at the direction of the Holy Dragon City, and there was a faint coldness in his eyes.