Shaman from Afar

"Gentlemen, get ready!"

In a tower of the ring fortress, Birdel with his wand stood in the center of the magic circle, his eyes could not help but glanced at the distant tower, the still unmoving figure.

As a mentor of the Nine Stars Wizarding Tower and an important follower of the Corona family, the buddhist mentor never thought that the wizard who called himself "Ein Rand" would one day become the Duke of the Empire, himself Will become a member of his army.

Of course, he did not expect that the city of wealth and wisdom, Ebden, would also become a battlefield between the Empire and the elves.

Around the magic circle, the young wizards shivered one by one against the wall; they had been in the laboratory almost from the time of apprenticeship-not to mention such a grand battlefield, even if tens of thousands of people gathered at the same time And never experienced it.

The low lining of the explosion, the exclaimed and screamed soldiers, the cough in the smoke, the rapid footsteps, the quiet or angry roar and scream ... even if they are in a safe tower, these young wizards are one by one. Shivering, hamster-like eyes fixed on the tower entrance without moving

As if as long as an inattentive, there will be fierce evil spirits, wielding a long sword elf warrior rushed in.

With a sigh, Birdleer withdrew his gaze—if it was not for the magic array that urged the ice barrier to require at least six wizards, he really didn't want to bring this group of children's wizards to the battlefield.

"All in place!"

The stern expression of Baudelaire raised his wand.

The nine-pointed star magic array at the foot glowed a gray-blue light, filled with unknown colors, and brought a deep to terrible void residue.

Resisting the ill feelings brought about by the remnants of the void, the pale young wizards stood around the magic circle respectively, using their spiritual halls to cooperate with the effect of the magic circle, and began to manipulate this gathered power.

Wizards who have not reached the point to open the valve, although they ca n’t do the command of the power of the void like Master Albold; but at least they can use the set magic circle to take their own spiritual hall as a load , To complete this higher-order spell that they simply cannot use.

At this moment, the gold-red "light beam" in the distance had risen from the sea surface, leaving an elegant and smooth "light arc" in the sky, and then headed towards the tower where Loren Turin was located.

The interception must be completed before being hit!

Holding his wand high, Birdleer splayed his right hand in the direction of the "beam of light", his eyes wide open:

"Open the barrier and stop it--!"

Young wizards clenched their teeth, and the green bars exposed on their foreheads and temples are enough to prove how much pain they are suffering at the moment.

boom----! ! ! !

The flames exploded in the air, and large flashes of cracks appeared on the flashing "blue wall", which was more serious than before!

But this time the "blue wall" did not disappear immediately, but stayed in the air, and repaired the cracked part at a speed visible to the naked eye; until it was completely restored as before, it gradually disappeared.

The young wizards around the magic circle knelt and sat on the ground.

Byrdler finally relieved, his dignified expression still glancing at the figure on the tower from time to time.

This is only the first day.

This war ... Eboden ... Sorcerer tower ... self ...

Can you really persist for a month?

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On the sea, the fleet of the Azores still bombarded the walls of Eboden without interruption; the golden red fire under the blood-red sunset, the glare sparks in the air again and again, reflecting the gradually being shrouded in stars Sky.

Compared with the beginning, no matter how long the interval or the power is, it is obviously no longer the same, and even the density has begun to decline.

After realizing that it was impossible to tear off the ice barrier's defense, the elf fleet never used the first volley, and instead began to aim at a fixed point, aiming all the "launchers" at a little concentrated bombardment. Open the gap.

But after the wizard tower responded in time, not only did it fail, but it also strengthened the defense of the original weaknesses-although the ammunition projected by the catapult itself was all stone ammunition, but it made it burn and can hit 500 steps , Are derived from the effects attached to the trebuchet itself.

After being disintegrated by the disintegration of the ice barrier, the stone spheres that had endured the force of the void also turned into powder.

On the other hand, after several rounds of bombardment, the defenders of Eboden began to get used to the enemy's "flame stone cannon" gradually, and they were no longer panicked like they were at the beginning.

As the night grew darker, the dim sunset gradually sank into the sea level, and the faint mist appeared on the sea level, enveloping the entire elf fleet; the damp sea breeze blew on the walls of Eboden, burning the last trace of flame Erase thoroughly.

"The enemy ... seems to have given up?"

On the brightly-lit city wall, the "Silver Blood" standing on the edge of the protective wall whispered to himself, vigilantly clinging to the wall stack: "From the beginning, there have been no more attacks for a quarter of an hour. sign."

"Yeah, thanks to the wizard wizards in the nine-pointed star tower, otherwise we haven't waited to see the monsters with long ears that have probably all been burned or killed."

The "black blade" with a lingering fear leaned against the wall stack and sat on the ground. The small half of his face was all scorched, and he grumbled fiercely: "Thank you gang masters, I didn't know the unknown."

"Of course, if it weren't for the gang of wizards, and the prince of the Duke ... I already had a large commission to go away, so I don't have to wait here to die!"

Looking at the cursed "Black Blade" there, Silver Blood could not help but frown.

"I said ... Do you really think that the promises made by vipers are true?"

Black Blade slightly stunned and shrugged with a sneer: "A fool will believe in that bastard! But ... he will never betray himself? As long as he can get enough commission, it doesn't matter if he is more greedy ..."

"He didn't want to be more greedy." Silver Blood sighed: "But from the beginning, we were the bait and tools he used to threaten and confuse Ebden!"

"Bait?"

"After talking to the Duke of Loren Turin, I realized-if Ebden's walls were broken, where would we go? Sacran, Lotel, Elman ... the emperors and dukes of the empire 'S army is coming towards Ebden! "

"As for the no return route to surrender to the elves ... that can only be talked about; they are very powerful, but even after surrendering, they will take us and wait until the army of the whole empire encircles Ebden, the first one is sent to die And tempted, it must be us! "

Black Blade is a little unbelievable: "It's impossible, the viper is only going to take his people to escape ..."

"No, just seeing his men know that this guy has deceived himself-how can thousands of people retreat calmly in a city with strong barriers?" Silver Blood shook his head: "I guess in his real plan Among them, only he can escape from Ebden. "

"Plus ... all the commissions that belong to all of us."

Black Blade's face finally became a little ugly.

On the stretched city walls, mercenaries who had frightened for a whole day began to rest near the wall stacks in twos and threes, chatting with each other on the ground, none of them noticed the increasingly irony face of their leaders.

"These are just your guesses ... not to mention how good it is to sell the life to the Duke and Lord, is it not the same to die?" The fierce black blade coldly said: "He deliberately kept the viper, not just want to use it Threaten us ?! "

"Yeah, that's what happened."

Silver Blood exhaled: "He won't let us go before this war ends-but conversely, he won't let us die easily before the war ends."

"This is the only difference."

The two frowned, their dignified eyes staring at each other.

"boom------!!!!"

A loud noise came without warning!

The two only had time to feel a wave of shaking, and suddenly stood up, looking in the direction of the explosion with anxiety-only to see that on the dark sea, an elf battleship suddenly ignited a raging fire!

The tongue of fire, which is more than a dozen meters long, is spitting out, unparalleled striking under the night sky ... and even with the elven warships around it, it is also "illuminated".

"This is ..." Black Blade looked in amazement in the distance:

"what's the situation?!"

"It seems that the catapult on the enemy battleship suddenly exploded." Suddenly the blood of silver froze, murmured in a low voice: "Looking at this posture, it's no surprise that the battleship sank."

"Sure enough ... such a terrible weapon is not without flaws ..."

At this moment, thunderous cheers suddenly sounded on the wall behind him.

A few minutes ago, the mercenaries who were still shivering behind the wall stacks were still blazing in flames. Now they were standing excitedly one by one, happily knocking on the weapon in their hands, and they were extremely gloat.

It seems that the elves have been defeated.

Sighing the blood of silver, he no longer ignored the black blade beside him who was dancing with his hands and jumping to his feet, silently standing beside the wall stack and staring at the blazing fire in the distance.

An inexplicable idea suddenly poured into his mind.

Dangerous power, terrible rate of fire, ultra-long range, suspected to be related to magic and alchemy, and there is only one on each battleship ...

Maybe ... this extremely dangerous weapon is not used to attack the city walls?

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"Dragon?"

On the high tower of the city wall, Eckert, the Earl of the Fury, looked at the black-haired wizard in amazement: "You mean ... that kind of weapon was used against the Dessalian family ..."

"When I suddenly thought of this, I was also a little surprised, but ... there should be no more reasonable explanation than this." With a wry smile, Loren's eyes revealed a dignified color:

"At least, I do n’t think Eboden ’s fragile walls and lines of defense will require such a long range, and the power will be targeted by strong alchemy weapons."

"And from the point of view of the enemy's launching method, this weapon is not only dangerous, but also very troublesome to install. Only one can be placed on the deck of a warship-it proves that it can only be used for defense and does not have any offensive Sex. "

"Then ... Azores who are no less powerful than the Empire, what exactly do they need to use this weapon to target?"

There was a clear flash in Eark's eyes.

"Since that is the case, then this battle is our advantage." Although it is the tone of the statement, Earl Eckert is obviously comforting Loren: "It is possible to discover the enemy's secret weapon in advance, and it also defended the city wall. Do two things in the same way ... "

"No, not like this."

The dark-haired wizard shook his head and said calmly: "This weapon will be exposed whenever it is taken out-and since they dare to use it, it means that the other party is not afraid of exposure."

"It's us who are really timid ... In order to ensure that the morale of the army will not collapse, we have come up with the ice barrier that was originally used to protect the sky dome."

"This is almost telling the opposite: Despite the attack, this is an army that can't withstand the blow at all, and it is possible for a small casualty to be defeated across the board!"

The atmosphere at the top of the tower became a bit heavy.

The dark-haired wizard sitting on the wall stack tilted Erlang's legs and sighed tiredly-can't blame Master Corona for "professionalism", he must even thank him; otherwise the mercenaries on the city wall do not have to wait until tomorrow , It will be defeated across the board.

Your strength on this side has already been exposed. How can you deceive the other party not to attack the ports of foreign powers, but to attack ancient castles across the river?

Looking silently at the "burning warship" that sank a little at sea, Loren thought silently.

Under the lookout, Lucien with a letterhead ran up in a hurry, with sweat and obvious dust on his face-obviously also affected by the explosion just now.

"Good news or bad news?"

"It's up to you to see for yourself." Luisen's mouth showed a sly smile: "Sent from the imperial capital-but the letter was originally sent from Red Blood Castle to Golovin."

"Sent by Count Charlotte Turin."

The dark-haired wizard's smile froze.

Earl Eckert coughed a little and greeted the surrounding Bayern knights very wisely, and left the lookout without saying a word.

"So ... she already knows?" Loren's expression was a little uneasy ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After all, she lied to her again ... If Charlotte knew that she was going to stick to Ebden, she would never Let yourself leave the Red Blood Castle.

"You shouldn't know when you send the letter ... according to the date above, the content is probably asking you about the outcome of the talks with Emperor Connold." The gray pupil shrugs as Loren said: "But now I definitely know."

"..." Loren Turin.

"Otherwise, you write a letter to Count Charlotte, comfort ... well, apologize." Lucien suggested: "Otherwise, Count Charlotte may disturb your arrangement in a hurry. Something very emotional. "

The expression of the dark-haired wizard was very tangled and hesitated for a full minute.

"Forget it, even if I send the letter now, the time is too late; besides, Charlotte has always been very sensible, and with the Dalton mentor they are there, she won't be impulsive ...

……Right? "