The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Chapter 790 Decisive Battle (16)

The "cloud tower" tore through the dark clouds, and brought more than just the most needed sunshine to the soldiers on the battlefield.

It is a city, a city of mages that has been managed by mages for thousands of years, and it is not just a symbolic existence. A piece of sky, the world finally knows why it is considered stupid to attack the kingdom of mages.

Arcane sparks were ignited one by one, and when the spell model took shape, countless meteors streaked across the sky.

Offensive spells, meteorites, blizzards, and chain lightning, fell like raindrops. Thousands of spells were cast down, but there was no confusion, and they locked on their targets.

On the other hand, the human friendly soldiers also shone with arcane brilliance, magic armor, weapon enchantment, resistance to abyss energy damage, strength gain, and agility gain, enough to turn a kitten into a tiger and a coward into a brave man.

The wise mages made their debut for the first time, but they felt like nouveau riche. They used their magical power without cherishing it, and threw out all known and unknown spells.

But these are just the opening, and it is also the prelude to clearing the field to make a safe distance.

Deafening mantra chants, simple and long-standing forest songs, and curse words full of strange syllables. At the same time, several curse-level magic power sources were activated, and the curse-level elemental tides directly created a new dead area. .

Unexpectedly, but within reason, after the mages appeared on the stage, they directly chose the fort embodying elemental power, and without hesitation began to prepare for a curse-level attack, forcing the opponent to fight themselves.

The devils will not sit still, the undead regrouped under the call of the undead lord, the demons roared fiercely in search of new prey, countless monsters finally merged into a black tide, and they had to be crushed before the large-scale forbidden spell was thrown down opponent.

So, they had to attack the city, it was still a floating mage city, with countless mages and mage towers in it...

Sparks were ignited one by one in the torrent, and the path of this charge was decorated with countless corpses.

The army masters used actions to explain what is meant by simple and direct, violent and direct fighting methods, but they have achieved huge strategic advantages. All artillery fire, mage towers, and army masters no longer need to search for targets on the battlefield. They will take the initiative to deliver to the door, driven by the warlord, even if they die, they dare not retreat.

Perhaps the mages borrowed from Roland's strategy of dealing with the magic tide in the elf country, or because the Tower of Clouds already had such a tactical reserve, they seized the initiative on the battlefield as soon as they came out, and the mobile fortress was far more powerful than the airship. Difficult to overcome, such tactics are even more shameless.

The mages had collected information on the battlefield immediately, and they had no intention of participating in the main god's battlefield, but directly began to clean up the low-intensity battlefield.

The devils and undead who have been fighting for a long time have already suffered huge casualties. The continuous emergencies have made the organization of the battlefield extremely chaotic. In front of the forbidden spell, the devils who do not want to forcibly attack the city have deserted. The deserters appear, and the undead lords and demon lords are not fools. It is only natural to consider their own way out. When there is a large-scale rout, the balance of war will tilt instantly.

After fighting hard for so long and paying such a high price, after the arrival of the Tower of Clouds, the human alliance seems to have really seen the light, and when hope appears, some people will try to hope for an instant.

The eight-winged demon turned into a twisted black shadow, gliding towards the city of mages at high speed, and he put down the opponent in front of him without hesitation.

Both Danatis and Barbarot are entangled, and the only one who can change the situation of the battle is naturally only him, Sophocle the Hypocrite.

I was relieved by the opponent's transfer. I was indeed a bit overwhelmed with Sophokri who showed his true combat power, but if I let him run away like this, what face would I have?

"Northern."

I am not good at flying at physical speed,

But summoning the magic sword, creating a icy arena, and restricting the movement of opponents only requires one thought of mine.

"...Is it an avalanche this time? Is it good luck?"

A lot of heavy snow accumulated in the air, and then turned into a sea of ​​ice and snow that broke down the embankment. In the entire ice and snow arena, there was only the snow wave that fell crazily.

Avalanche is the most serious ice and snow disaster, but now the Demon Sword Northland is not fully formed. I don't expect it to kill Sophocle, but the snow and ice are very suitable for... playing hide and seek.

I did not hesitate to follow the avalanche into the snow, since as long as Sophokri is confined to be a victory, I just use this battlefield to delay the time.

"Boom!"

In the next second, the thunder-like sound made me numb from the shock, and the Northern Demon Sword in my hand was directly reduced to ashes.

Looking around, the ice and snow arena was directly opened a big hole, and the snowflakes flowed directly to the ground from it, and Sophocle directly forcibly broke through the limit.

"... Is there a gap in absolute power? This time it really is a lottery."

Although he vaguely guessed that the Northland Demon Sword, which had not yet become a finished product, could not limit Sophocle for a long time, it was really helpless to be forcibly broken through like this.

The fact that the power of the rules is crushed by brute force does not mean that the rules themselves are useless, but that the brute force is far beyond the limits of the rules.

Sophocle has already flown to the city of clouds, but I am sorting out my equipment a little bit. The tower of clouds is not a soft persimmon to be pinched. Fly slowly to catch up with the defense nodes of the tower of clouds, maybe it can still be carried out Flanking forward and backward.

Well, it's definitely not that I want to see what cards the kingdom of mages has, and let the enemy go to the bottom of the allies. Am I that bad?

"...Let's not talk about you, even I want to know what trump card the Tower of Clouds has."

The words of the dead cat rang in my ears, but this time, the familiar spitting came from her body.

Looking up, she really looked familiar, but at this time she was dusty and covered with blood. It seemed that flying from the Eastern Front was not a safe and pleasant thing.

"The situation on the Eastern Front is not bad. The Dragon Clan is working hard, and the devil lord has suffered a lot."

"Leave them alone, let's get through this first..."

And her arrival also lifted my spirits, and I have another trump card that can be used in my hand.

But before, under our onlookers, in the face of the menacing Sophokri, the kingdom of mages was forced to come up with new trump cards one after another. (To be continued.)

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