The Truth of Magic

Chapter 258: Winter of Bullfin (12)

A local warrior from Fallen Star Lake thrust the huge sword in his hand into the body of the priest player in front of him.

This powerful body-piercing damage directly depleted the opponent's life points and fell to the ground to die.

After half a day of fierce fighting, this soldier could already smell the stench of the battlefield other than gunpowder smoke.

And the players in front will disappear due to the projection.

Naturally, those "smells" were emitted by his dead comrades after half a day of fierce fighting. As for the mining association, it seems that they have no intention to deal with these.

And as the middle level of the Falling Star Lake forces, he couldn't stop all of this. Even if he suffered a serious illness or even died because of this, he could only continue to swing the sword.

After finishing this blow, the captain of the guard team continued to raise his sword to guard against the offensive ahead, but found that a snowflake fell on his sword.

The snowflakes were immediately digested by the warm blood on the sword body, turning directly into snow water.

Seeing this missing snowflake, the soldier couldn't help raising his head and looking towards the sky.

"Isn't autumn just over? Why did it snow two or three months earlier?"

Slowly, he began to feel the cold wind blowing towards his face like frost, which made his face a little painful.

At this time, both sides who were fighting on the battlefield began to feel this strangeness.

"Is there a mage who uses spells like blizzard?" asked a novice mage.

It's just that the people around shook their heads at him and pointed further away.

On the field of battle in front of Falling Star Lake, snowflakes fell continuously.

Among the spells mastered by all players, or even the spells they know, the range of action is only more than ten meters in radius, and the space of one or two classrooms is as big as the sky.

But now there are scenes of ice and snow everywhere, and the original scorching sun has been covered up.

The whole world began to be covered in snow, heading for the severe winter.

Countless people couldn't help raising their heads to look at the sky, and the original blue sky became pale, dotted with flakes of snowflakes.

Even under the effect of the sudden cold wind, it is impossible to look directly at it for a long time.

"Is this the winter of the whole world coming early?" A ranger couldn't help feeling so emotional.

"Could it be something like a battle of gods?" Zhang Qi couldn't help muttering after hearing these words.

Since the appearance of the 4th-level mage, the enemy's large army was pulled away by the opponent, and they calmly left the battlefield, and immediately joined another large army.

Especially after seeing the "Magical Goddess Temple" that suddenly appeared, everyone was even more surprised in their hearts besides reacting to its function.

Because the few of them all remembered the scene of the incarnation of the god they met last night, and the other party happened to be wearing the holy emblem of the goddess of magic.

The feeling of enlightenment after seeing the temple quickly spread among the players who participated in the battle in Falling Star Lake. Many people have seen the post of the incarnation of the god.

At this time, seeing the sudden heavy snow and the whistling cold wind further confirmed the unusualness of today.

Zhang Qi, whose girlfriend is a pastor, knows it very well.

Arthur's weather will not have any particularly rash fluctuations, especially the kind of worldwide changes. Maybe there is a battle of gods breaking out behind it.

Suddenly, Zhang Qi felt that these crossbows and spears flying through the air from time to time were very boring.

They are here to fight life and death, and the effect they exert may not be as effective as the will of the gods directly.

It's just that at this moment, both sides have already become angry, and they can only keep sending people to the battlefield until the opponent completely surrenders.

Even according to the views of the high-level organizations of the major guilds of the players on their side, if they don't kill the gold mine owners in the entire town of Falling Star Lake one by one, they will definitely not stop.

"Finally with this snow, the plague will not break out in these two days." Cui Lu looked at the scene in front of her and said with emotion.

Those unrestrained corpses, in the high-heat environment highlighted by the raging fire on the battlefield, could easily breed corruption and become a source of infection for diseases.

Aya Tojo had mentioned this to her.

Now that there is an extra layer of snow that doesn't look light at all, it can somewhat suppress the speed of corruption, extinguish the flames that are everywhere, and slightly cool the scorched earth-like ground.

It is also convenient for their players to gather and launch an attack.

At the same time, the snowstorm greatly suppressed the sight of the opponent's long-range archers.

At least during the ten minutes when the wind and snow rose, the density of flow arrows on the battlefield was reduced by more than half.

Everyone slowly realized the effect of this snowstorm, and then thought of the temple floating in the sky.

It all means that there is a god-level existence behind their players to support them.

"Which priest brother is so strong, he actually prayed for god-level support."

A soldier said excitedly. He was only wearing a thick cloth armor, and the snowflakes fell into his body along the gap of his neck, but he didn't feel cold at all, but warm in his heart.

Having failed as a sorcerer's apprentice, he knew that no matter what the spell was, it was impossible to summon the temple and change Arthur's weather.

Even doing this for their battle is no different from hitting mosquitoes with cannons.

The priests of the goddess of magic on the battlefield are also praying at this moment, thanking the gods for their blessings.

Zhao Xu, who had released the ninth-level spell, silently felt the changes in the weather in this area.

"Master, are you thinking too many layers?" Lux suddenly became surprised. She originally suggested that Zhao Xu find a way for players to avoid the next plague.

It's just that Zhao Xu didn't even think about suppressing the fireworks on the battlefield and shooting from the archers, so he directly used a "Winter of Fenbull" nine-ring magic to change the weather in an area.

But Zhao Xu wasn't a god after all, so if he cast the spell, the intensity couldn't be controlled.

At this time, he was staring at his dynamic bar.

Among the people present, only he knows the time and scope of this cold winter.

[Adventurer Midsummer casts "Finbul's Winter", the effect is as follows——]

[Range: 50 kilometers in radius]

【Duration: 4 months (4D12 weeks)】

[Intensity: severe cold, blizzard and continuous snowfall]

[Snowfall: 0.6 meters deep]

【Wind strength: 34km/h】

When Zhao Xu saw the specific effect, he suddenly had a headache.

He forgot that in terms of solar terms these days, the Northern Alliance has just entered the winter solar terms, but the real heavy snow usually doesn't arrive until two months later.

The result directly resonated the strength of this spell. If it was only summer now, there would only be light snow and hailstorms.

Moreover, the affected area, he estimated, was only the size of the devil's capital, and it was still within controllable range.

He even had to be thankful that the spell's action time was within the normal fluctuation range.

Otherwise, if it is the limit of 48 weeks, then "Falling Star Lake" and "Winter City" can see snow all year round.

Naturally, the crops in this area will be in vain.

Unless another nine-ring priest intervenes, use "miracle" or the like to terminate this effect.

The nine-ring spell "Winter of Fenbulle" is a highly optimized spell.

It is equivalent to achieving the effect of four or two to pull a thousand catties, so that a large area can be forcibly pulled into winter.

After finishing all this, Zhao Xu was silently thinking about his next move.

After his wave of spells just now, in fact, both sides had to withdraw their troops and go back to reorganize and prepare for how to start a battle in the snow.

This is also the time that Zhao Xu specially left for the players to regroup the resurrection crowd with the new temple.

Suddenly, he looked towards Zhang Qi.

Because he noticed a future major league "player" he knew walking towards Cui Lu.

And this player has just left the side of the first mage "Mu Nan" in Winter City.

Zhao Xu skipped the 10-minute casting time and used the miracle technique to simulate the "sharp ear technique" of the third ring, and set up a magic induction field around Cui Lu at a distance of hundreds of meters.

At this moment, he already had a premonition of what news Cui Lu would get next.

And this is what he needs to know and intervene.

The player who was in charge of liaising with the major league walked up to Cui Lu, unaware that monitoring spells had been placed around them.

He whispered directly to Cui Lu: "Ms. Lulu Ranger, hello. The 'Resistance Alliance' decided to take this opportunity to withdraw troops and reorganize, and then hold an emergency meeting in 10 minutes. This is the group number xxx, please Will join the meeting immediately."

After speaking, the player will immediately notify the next personnel according to his own arrangement.

After listening to this passage, Zhao Xu also removed the magic induction field.

On this battlefield, the Battle of Falling Star Lake in the previous life was played loosely. The main reason is that there was no one who could determine everything, and there were no less than a hundred forces participating, and they couldn't be completely blended together.

Now under his interference and supervision, the entire battle plan can still only rely on a few famous players to convene the decision makers of various small organizations, and then half discuss, half arrange, and distribute their respective mission areas.

Zhao Xu had an infiltration mission yesterday, so he didn't attend the combat meeting held in the q group in the early hours of last night.

Now, he had to go to the group to put forward some opinions.

In Zhao Xu's mind, he immediately sorted out the entire battle of Falling Star Lake from beginning to end.

Combined with the combat experience he had gained from the "Chitian God Attendant", he was constantly repairing the frame in a smarter state at this moment.

"Offline."

Zhao Xu gave the command silently, while the group numbers were spinning in his mind.