Magic Industrial Age

On the battlefield, although Loye was also charging forward, his spirit overlooked the entire battlefield from a higher perspective.

His emotions were filled with fearlessness and courage, yet he maintained absolute calmness, even precisely observing, calculating, and directing the fighting of each small team.

Frankly speaking, there was too much information to process in that instant, so much that it was impossible to handle with the human brain alone.

This was also the reason why Loye felt a headache after commanding the legion battle last time.

In a state of perfect unity, the power of everyone's faith converged, instead replenishing the consumption of the [Lion King's Title], allowing it to be maintained for a longer time.

He could even divert a portion of the power of faith to stimulate the cultivation of the sacred skill [Lion King's Title].

However, the inability to process due to information overload was also a significant problem.

Loye didn't know how the ancestors of the Raymond family handled it, but as for him, he directly grafted the [Lion King's Title] onto Deep Blue.

He had Deep Blue act as the 'central processor,' helping him share most of the pressure.

The result was that, despite the current melee between the two knight orders, the Lion Knights were in teams of three to five, sometimes gathering, sometimes scattering, presenting a strangling momentum.

Only because the Carlisle family had enough knights, more extraordinary powerhouses, and a not-too-bad organizational strength could they maintain this chaotic battle situation.

Of course, these were not the most important things.

Most importantly, in this state, Loye's observation and insight into the entire battlefield were beyond doubt.

Therefore, when that Timo Mage made his move, he was the first to notice!

Five fireballs the size of human heads, carrying astonishingly high temperatures, distorted the air with their heat.

They seemed to appear out of nowhere, falling from mid-air and directly surrounding Loye.

Even though Loye's magical knowledge reserves were somewhat shallow, at that moment, an astonishing sense of crisis struck him.

He clearly knew that these were not five simple fireballs, but rather displayed extremely terrifying power.

However, he remained seated on his warhorse, motionless.

Even the look in his eyes as he looked at Timo Mage was incredibly calm.

And before him, a figure suddenly appeared, the Flame Sword Saint Otto standing with his sword.

The flame fighting spirit around him exploded, as if a flame flower rose from the air, and a long sword pierced through the air, drawing a strange trajectory, enveloping the five fireballs.

Yes, not extinguished, but enveloped!

Like a gentle breeze sweeping past, it directly changed the trajectory of the five fireballs, sending them up into the sky, where they exploded at a height of several dozen meters.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The small fireballs displayed a more terrifying power than artillery shells, directly spreading a sea of fire for several miles in mid-air.

Even more so, the shockwave swept across, as if scorching the sky red!

At this moment, even the noisy battlefield had a brief pause, all the knights looking up at the sky, their hearts filled with fear.

Of course, this fear did not include certain people, such as the Flame Sword Saint Otto.

He was in mid-air, his flame wings spreading for dozens of meters, but the high temperature of his fire-type fighting spirit was restrained to the extreme.

Coupled with the extremely precise swordsmanship he had just displayed, the name of Flame Sword Saint was truly not an exaggeration.

He stared intently at Timo Mage, his expression full of fighting spirit: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Timo Mage is actually a believer of the Five Fireball Sect?"

"No wonder you didn't dare to make a move casually, you must be afraid of the Church of the Sun God causing you trouble, right?"

"However, it doesn't matter anymore, I have been wanting to find a believer of the Five Fireball Sect to test my sword, but I couldn't find one.

This time, it really is a good opportunity!"

Timo Mage did not speak, but his expression became increasingly solemn.

He stood on a golden magic carpet.

Above his head, five fireballs appeared from nothing.

He also did not stay in the sky above the battlefield, but stepped on the magic carpet and flew higher, a magic wand appearing in his hand, waving as if commanding the elements.

Otto then lowered his head, exchanged a glance with Loye, nodded slightly, and with a shake of his fighting spirit wings, he also flew into the sky.

Loye looked up, and in just a moment, the clouds in the sky were dispelled by the flames,

Only clusters of fireballs, like great suns, and a flame tornado, constantly intertwined, collided, and fought!

The sound of roaring explosions was endless!

These fourth-order powerhouses' every move was truly comparable to a small mobile natural disaster.

However, these two were also consciously avoiding the battlefield, the entanglement of a cloud of fire and five fireballs moving further and further away.

Loye watched, various pieces of information flashing through his mind.

When the words 'Five Fireball Sect' were uttered, Deep Blue automatically began to retrieve information, and some information was streamlined, allowing him to learn about the past of this Five Fireball Sect.

Strictly speaking, this was not a true church, but rather a mage faction similar to a hermitage, formed by a group of fire mages gathering together.

They had their own unique philosophy, claiming: five fireballs can kill all enemies.

If that doesn't work, then five more fireballs!

Among mages, there is a saying of 'true damage,' meaning that spells under special means can penetrate armor and damage enemies.

That is to say, even the most powerful existence will be forced to take damage if they are hit by such magic.

In game terms, it will inevitably lose health, even if it's only one point!

Then, if enough of this true damage is accumulated, even the legendary true god will be in danger of falling.

It sounds somewhat magical, but it is theoretically possible, so that this 'Five Fireball Sect' is loved by many mages.

After all, there are many types of magic, as vast as the sea, and the learning difficulty is extremely high, not everyone has the qualifications.

This sect, which focuses on a single magic and is extremely powerful, is loved by many mages.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with it, there were not one hundred, but eighty, different schools of magic, with various ideas, like stars in the sky.

However, at a certain stage, this 'Five Fireball Sect' grew to a certain extent and actually promoted a death-seeking idea.

They actually publicly declared that as long as fireballs are used well, they can even bomb the Sun God to death!

This was purely seeking death after becoming arrogant!

As a result, after the Sun God unified the Old Continent, he made unremitting efforts to crack down on these members of the Five Fireball Sect.

To this end, the Church of the Sun God even launched the famous 'burn heretics' movement.

Over a hundred years, countless members of the Five Fireball Sect were killed, and this school was completely disbanded.

Of course, the reason why the Church of the Sun God launched such a world-renowned persecution movement was not entirely aimed at the Five Fireball Sect.

More of them were various witches, sorceresses, black wizards, necromancers, demon mages, devil worshippers, and the like!

Although there was a suspicion of overcorrection and excessive killing, the current order of the Old Continent was also laid down during those hundred years.

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Of course, today, the Church of the Sun God has long been the only dominant force, and no longer cares about these heretics.

But they don't care, but these people still don't dare to easily come forward.

This Timo Mage is a member of the Five Fireball Sect, and he didn't dare to make a move casually before, for fear of revealing his identity.

Now, he has made such a decisive move, I wonder what benefits Marquis Carlisle has promised him?

This thought flashed through Loye's mind, and he didn't care anymore, he lowered his head slightly, and looked up again.

He saw that in front of him, a powerful knight with gray hair but a strong figure was riding towards him.

He was wearing a set of silver shining armor, dotted with fine golden lines, magical light flashing, extremely luxurious.

But on him, these were just embellishments.

His mount was a Pegasus, pure white, its fur flying, two pairs of wings retracted, its eyes agile and brisk.

Wherever the Pegasus passed, the bloody battlefield had to give way to him, as if strolling in his own garden.

His weapon was a dragon spear, as long as three meters, clamped under his arm, the spearhead was a gold and silver color scheme, the flashing cold light seemed to tear the space.

Anyone with some knowledge would not find it difficult to find that it was a top-quality magic weapon intertwined with Mithril and Adamantine, with both toughness and sharpness.

His target was Loye, lightly and skillfully, as if he could reap Loye's life with a dragon spear as long as he crossed the battlefield.

But at this moment, a violent roar came, and a fierce aura descended from the sky, blocking in front of Loye, it was actually an exaggerated monster.

Eagle head, lion body, tail feathers, fierce aura!

It is a Griffin!

And on this Griffin, the Iron Knight Phil Zek also tightened the knight's great sword in his hand.

The two fourth-order knights stood facing each other, as if there were endless killing intent surging, colliding in the void.

And the knights along the way, regardless of which side they belonged to, all changed their faces drastically and kept retreating.

Finally, the Iron Knight Phil opened his mouth: "Pale Knight, the ancestor of the Carlisle family, are you sure you really want to get involved?"

The Pale Knight raised his head slightly: "My coming has already shown my attitude."

"Is it worth it?"

"Do you have to protect a bastard, is it worth it?"

"I think what I'm doing is the most correct choice!"

"I think so too."

"Then there's nothing to talk about?"

"There was nothing to talk about in the first place!"

"Then go to the sky!"

Almost at the same time, the two monster mounts started, they jumped into the air, flapping their wings, stirring the crazy wind, they flew into the sky.

The battle of the two Catastrophe Knights seemed to still abide by the knight's principles,

They first opened the distance, and then drove their mounts, until the speed increased to the extreme, and then crashed into each other.

That feeling was like two meteors, constantly colliding!

Of course, this seems simple, but it is actually extremely dangerous, each collision can explode a mushroom cloud.

The roar echoed in the sky and the earth, the air was shaking, and after the shock wave, there were still raindrops falling!

Fortunately, they still abide by the rules of the Catastrophe powerhouse, constantly moving away in one collision after another.

So far, the four Catastrophe powerhouses, two by two, left the battlefield.

But it was also at this time that Loye suddenly drew his sword!

The sword light was like a spirit snake, flying in front of him, and with the sound of clanging collisions, he knocked away several bullets.

Then he lowered his head, looked straight ahead, Loye looked at the person who suddenly appeared a hundred steps away, and asked: "So, the dagger is revealed when the map is unrolled, you are the Marquis Carlisle's reliance to turn the tables in desperation?"

"A gun mage?"

PS: This chapter should have been last night, but I fell asleep while writing, and woke up in the middle of the night from the cold, and went straight to bed.

I feel a little uncomfortable today, like I have a cold, it's been dragging on until now, it's just...