Reborn as a werewolf ancestor

Kane looked at the increasingly red sky above and noticed something was wrong.

Adeline beside him sighed: "It really makes me gain experience. I can take out such ancient things as sacrificial scrolls."

Kane asked worriedly: "Sir, can we..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bright red color of the sky above actually deepened, and gradually gave off a high-level aura.

Third level!

Fourth level!

Level 5!!!

Adeline shouted: "Ascolin!"

"Okay, dear lady."

Adeline chanted spells quickly in a low voice, and the water element on the other side also began to condense the spells.

Seeing this, Sitz also wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Adeline's eyes.

"Go! The water surges into a wall."

I saw a huge wall of water appearing above the shield.

At the same time, the spell of the water element Askelin was also activated. As if by telepathy, what it cast turned out to be the same wall of water, and it gradually merged with Adeline's spell.

The color of the sky has changed from bright red to blood red, and the aura above has risen to the fifth level, as if something terrible is about to emerge from it.

Finally, a giant fireball appeared in the sky, followed by the second, third, and fourth. As if they couldn't stop, more and more fireballs appeared in the sky and began to fall.

Forming a larger torrent of flames.

The firelight that hit their faces illuminated everyone's faces bright red, and they were like meteorites falling on the wall of water.

"Zizzi!"

A large amount of water vapor rises upward, which is a battle between water and fire.

However, at this moment, the fireball in the collision exploded.

"boom!!"

In an instant, the water wall exploded into pieces, turning into drops of water and falling on the shield.

"It didn't stop..." Adeline whispered.

Although the flames of the explosion had not yet hit the shield, she already understood what was about to happen.

Immediately, she shouted to everyone around her: "Lie down! Everyone, lie down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the violent collision sounded again.

"Bang."

"Crack!"

The shield, which could perfectly withstand attacks below level four, showed no resistance in the face of the torrent of flames, and shattered like paper.

Fortunately, this torrent of flames dissipated a lot after two collisions with the water wall and the psychic shield.

A heat wave hit the city wall, the surrounding temperature was rising, and even the ground where everyone lay down became scalding hot.

Seeing that the offensive was over, Adelin stood up first and started singing in a low voice.

The water element in the raging fire emitted bursts of water vapor. It quickly used spells to extinguish the surrounding fires and repaired itself with water spells.

"Go! Fountain Technique!"

Adelin's spell was activated, and a large amount of water appeared in front of her, extinguishing the fireworks on the city wall, and the burning feeling disappeared.

"What!?"

The Manvilla army below who were watching were all shocked. This was the fifth-level sacrificial scroll that had pulled out all the Dukes. It actually just broke the opponent's protective shield?

A question that the opposing commander had been reluctant to face in the past few days appeared in his mind.

Could it be!?

Is there a fifth-level mage in the opponent's castle?

By the way, if there are no fifth-level mages, how can we explain that they broke the fifth-level spell [Meteor Arrival] of the sacrificial scroll with only a water spell and a shield?

"Lord Manvilla misjudged..."

The commander muttered to himself.

When the adjutant beside him heard this, he broke away from his shock and asked quickly: "What do you mean? Podek."

The commander said: "As you heard, Lord Manvilla misjudged the opponent's strength. They actually have fifth-level spells."

When the adjutant heard this, he was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized.

No wonder he and others had been defeated repeatedly in previous battles. It turned out to be because the opponent had a fifth-level mage.

The adjutant asked the commander uncertainly: "Podek, do we still want to attack?"

After all, even the most powerful back-up methods of myself and others have been cracked by the other party.

The commander gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Of course, have you forgotten the oath we made in front of the Duke?"

"Of course I won't forget it."

"Then go ahead. Our army is not afraid of casualties. Moreover, the shield on the opposite side has long been broken. They have lost their most powerful means of defense."

As if to convince himself, the commander said to the adjutant.

The adjutant sighed.

Yes, yesterday I and others issued a military order in front of the Duke's messenger.

He was shocked by the opponent's strength just now, so he didn't react. But in fact, they have no escape route, and they must capture the opponent today.

"All of them," the commander shouted.

"Archers, mage covering."

"Siege vehicles and ladders are ready."

Following orders, Manvilla's army took action.

Above the Eagle Fort, the people who had just extinguished the fire saw the attacking Manvilla army and hurriedly started to build defenses again.

Looking at the incoming arrow rain and various spells, Catherine immediately ordered: "The shield holder is ready, everyone dodges."

However, without Aedlin's shield, how much can this city wall help everyone resist?

A large amount of arrow rain poured down in front of the shield-bearing soldiers, making a "clang" sound. Although they tried their best to resist, they were very powerless in front of the magic behind the arrow rain.

"Bang!"

The giant shield in the hand of a shield-wielding soldier collided with a fire spell, and the flames that came from his face immediately enveloped the outer shell of the giant shield.

The hot burning sensation extended from the surface of the giant shield to the inside, burning the hands of the shield-wielding soldier red, and then emitting the smell of barbecue.

A look of pain appeared on the shield-bearer's face, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.

He understood that if he let go of his hands at this moment, he could indeed escape from the pain, but what was the difference?

In less than a moment, the flames in front of him will devour him and the archers behind him.

Not only that, because the vacancy created by oneself will allow a large amount of spells to pour into it, causing damage to everyone on the city wall.

Due to emotions and reasons, as a shield-bearer, he could never let go of his hands. After making up his mind, the shield-bearer immediately ignored the burning sensation in his hands and withstood the flames in front of him with more force.

However, what happened was counterproductive. Before the flames in front of him subsided, another boulder struck, knocking him and the two people beside him down to the city wall.

In the last moments of their lives, these shield-bearing soldiers were still thinking about whether they had fulfilled their responsibilities.

Blood flowed from the back of their broken heads and slowly overflowed in all directions.