The earth trembled, and the wind pressure was so great that even the mages in the distance could feel it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After four in a row, all the mages held their breath and looked at the smoke from afar, expecting a rich victory. However, when the smoke of gunpowder initially cleared, the first to appear in front of the mages was a group of knights who were as fast as lightning.

"Is the Blessed Knight finally unable to help but make a move?"

The high-ranking mages had expected this, and after giving the three leaders of the mage corps the order to act on their own, they lined up to confront the high-ranking knights who were rushing towards them. The strength of a mage is generally stronger than that of a knight, but no mage is taken lightly, because in terms of numbers, the knight has to be more than a mage.

Eight to six, it doesn't seem like there's much of a difference. Although the mage has a certain advantage over the battler, this advantage is definitely not crushing. In particular, the upper knights of the church are all blessed knights armed to the teeth, and the dazzling weapons and armor make many mages gnash their teeth.

In terms of combat power, it is still the knights who are superior, and they are very superior. Even if it is a one-on-one battle, the victory or defeat cannot be quickly determined, which means that the Divine Blessed Knights can divide six people to drag them down, and the remaining two can save the scene in the battle and sneak attack and plot. The worst possible scenario is that a mage will be besieged by three knights.

It was an absolute hell of a feeling.

The only consolation was that the Mage Corps' tactics had exceeded expectations, allowing the battle to take place near their camp. Before the enemy knights adjust, they can still enjoy the spell support of the middle and low-level mages. Although it can only be regarded as a small help, in a battle at this level, a little help may be able to help them turn danger into safety and defeat into victory.

With the determination to break the cauldron and sink the ship, the high-ranking mages and the high-ranking knights collided together and started a fierce battle.

Monia didn't pay attention to this high-intensity battle, the high-level mages in the Avengers are all martial arts factions who have survived battles, and with the assistance of the mage corps, there should not be too many omissions before their exhaustion accumulates to a certain extent.

Her eyes were on the Knights.

Four meteorites fell from the sky, I don't know what kind of impact it will have on the knights who are protected by the Holy Song Corps?

Slightly curious, Monia waited for the smoke to clear, and what appeared in front of her was the devastation of the ground, the earth was baked by the flames, the charred earth was lifeless, and the broken stones were distributed irregularly across the vast plain. The entire Order of Knights was not badly damaged on the whole, but all the knights were disgraced, and the once shiny armor had lost its former luster, which was more convincing than a down-and-out bandit rather than a trump card of the Church.

However, to Monia's surprise, the Knights were not in any confusion at all when they were hit by this blow, and the dust only destroyed their glossy appearance, and did not detract from their proud appearance in the world. They still stood tall and lined up neatly, without words, but more than a thousand words.

Knights, charge!

The knights at the head raised their spears, followed by rows of knights who followed, and Monia seemed to hear such a cry silently.

Then, riding a horse,

Then, galloping!

The earth shook again, and the neighing of war horses could be faintly heard in the wind. The mages watched as they watched their enemies running in the wind, chanting awkward incantations, and flames rose in their hands, and when the Knights burst into the effective range of the fireball, they threw the blazing fireball together with a long howl from the lead mage.

This time, all three groups chanted fireballs, and after all the mages shot together, the fireballs in the sky almost made the knights unable to see the road ahead. But none of them retreated, on the contrary, they faced the overwhelming flames, raised their guns, and charged!

"Lord, demonic flames are pouring out against the faithful, and you hereby promise that no one who takes your name will be hurt by the flames."

The chants chanted loudly, and even the miracles of the gods could not completely extinguish the flames of vengeance of the mages.

Under the scorching flames, knights continued to fall, and the wailing of war horses was constantly heard. But the knights did not flinch, and in the flames they did not even snort, and endured the pain with astonishing perseverance. Before the smoke cleared, he rode a war horse that was no longer heroic and wore a war armor that was no longer glamorous, and stabbed out!

Charge.

The effective distance of the mage fireball was only fifty paces, and such a short distance was only a blink of an eye for a knight. Before the mages who had just finished casting their spells could prepare to inquire about the results of the battle, the knights had already rushed to the front of them, and in an instant, the mage's formation was completely dispersed.

When the knights rushed into the mage's position, it was a slaughter, and the knights who rushed at high speed took dozens of mages in one charge, spears stabbed straight and swept away, and many mages lost their lives under the attack of the knights without having time to react.

In the experience of the Knights, after the mage is scattered, he will lose the will to resist because of the sudden cloud of death, not to flee in a hurry. But the mages of the Avengers did not have these problems, many of them were survivors of the iron hooves of the Knights, and they often used the Knights as imaginary enemies to conduct drills on weekdays. At the end of the first charge, after the knights had followed their horses away, the remaining mages gathered again and regrouped into formation.

If knights rely on blood and discipline to achieve their unbreakable military power, then mages are the opposite, and rational mages can hardly become true soldiers. All they can rely on is their reason—rational judgment, and rational thinking.

This decision was undoubtedly correct, and before the second charge arrived, they again inflicted a round of fireballs on the Knights, and then they had an emergency evacuation to minimize the number of mages killed and wounded under the charge. Despite this, the rounds of exchange are obviously more disadvantaged by the mages.

It's just that Monia has no better way, she can only approach the battlefield carefully, and carefully prepare spells while no one is paying attention. Because the Hymn had chanted a blessing of protection once before, and could not prepare such a high-intensity magic again in a short period of time, she chose Firestorm as a spell to change the course of the battle.

Firestorm is a clearing spell that many mages enjoy, but it is slightly less powerful than Meteorite, and the chanting time is a bit lengthy. But so many mages love it, and its longevity shows that it must have its superiority - that is, a large area of clearance, and just the right amount of damage.

For example, if the fireball spell can deal about six damage, then the firestorm can deal four damage to every unit in the area. The six-point damage Fireball technique can already severely damage the upper-level pros, and the four-point damage Firestorm is just enough to kill the lower-level miscellaneous soldiers.

It is a model of the perfect combination of range and lethality.

Spit out the last syllable, Monia manipulated the old mage to raise her hand high, as if holding up the whole sky, the frenzied flames gathered in the chaotic wind, a little spark restlessly restless in the air, with the old mage's roar, the whole world seemed to have a momentary pause, the hurricane rolled up the flames, and the storm destroyed everything.

"Lord, demonic flames are pouring out against the faithful, and you hereby promise that no one who takes your name will be hurt by the flames."

Team Anthem immediately noticed the formation of the Firestorm, this spell is second only to the Fireball Spell for Team Song, and it is easy to use the corresponding miracle. While the most appropriate blessing of protection doesn't have enough spirit to chant, the Blessing of Fire can also counteract the terrifying damage of this spell to some extent.

Of course, only to a certain extent.

The mage who shot in the shadows made the time card too accurate, and the knights of the Knights were already at the end of their crossbows under the repeated bombardment of the fireball technique, and then they were baptized by a round of flamestorms. No matter how strong and pious the knights are, they will not be able to support it, especially the knights in the front rows who have suffered a lot of damage with their extraordinary abilities, and no matter how optimistic they are, they will not think they can survive this round of storms.

As it was, the knights in the front rows fell in pieces, and some of the knights who had moved to the back due to injuries did not survive this round of flames. Monia glanced at it roughly, her spell took away at least fifty or so knights, mainly concentrated in the front three rows and the back two rows, which was regarded as a certain degree of harvesting residual blood.

At this time, what will the Blessed Knights do?

Monia deliberately chose to cast a firestorm at a distance from the high-level mage battlefield, just to force the Divine Blessing Knight to at least detach one person to drag her here. If there is only one person, she still has some confidence that she can kill, and if there are two people, it shouldn't be too much of a problem in a short time.

It's just that the knights, whose personal combat strength is already relatively weak, dare to separate two people?

Standing in the distance, she looked at the battlefield of the upper professionals.

As she expected, her just right appearance made the Blessed Knights who were fighting with the mage involuntarily divide their energy to pay attention to the overall battle situation and the mage who suddenly arrived.

"And high-level mages?"

"Damn the mage, we should have noticed that this was a trick of the mage!"

"Didn't our inner suppose that he and a mage were imprisoned in a half-plane?"

"That is, this is a hoax?"

On the other side of the battle, the mage's rationality prevailed over their curiosity, and they didn't care who the mage who came to their aid was, it was none other than Errickent or Thor. The most important thing now is to seize the moment when the knights are distracted and inflict heavy damage on them.

The situation suddenly reversed, and the knights, who had the upper hand, suddenly succumbed to the defensive. In this case, the knights could only detach one person to drag the high-ranking mage who was staying in the distance. The choice of this person is very important, he must be able to hold back the high-ranking mage on the opposite side, and ensure that he will not be killed, otherwise, this division of troops is tantamount to handing over victory to the mage - it is better to give up the Order altogether.

The final candidate was one of the only remaining high-ranking knights of the Church of Radamandis, the weakest of the eight, but he was a veteran shield warrior before becoming a knight. It is very insightful in the prediction of defensive mage spells, and there should be no big baskets in a short period of time.

While the knights were making their decision, one of the knights of the order was at the end, and the inconspicuous knight quietly slowed down the pace of his horse under his crotch, broke away from the group, and hurried in the direction where the old mage was.

His face was filled with a bloodthirsty smile.

Monia noticed him, tried to go around in her mind, and after finding that she didn't have an impression of this guy, she didn't pay attention to it - when the high-level mages gathered before, they had already exchanged information about the opposite knight, and among all the high-ranking knights on the other side, none of them had any resemblance to him.

A subordinate officer?

In the upper echelons of the encounter, he couldn't make a single wave.

Most of Monia's attention turned to the other side, to the Blessed Knight, who had arrived from the high-level battlefield.

This is her real opponent.

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