Rumble!

The catapult formation of the Nelfgaard army, the second formation.

The first formation is a normal catapult, throwing incendiary stone projectiles, and the second is the Forbidden Warlock team, which has only one catapult, throwing a large fireball of forbidden magic.

There are fifty or sixty warlocks here, but one catapult is enough.

Because the warlocks are completely forced.

The warlocks were surrounded by bows and crossbows pointing at them, but if they could make any moves, they would immediately be waiting for them with thousands of arrows.

Warlocks are also shackled, an anti-magic metal called Demonic Blocker, which can block the flow of magic, and cannot cast spells when they are worn.

The warlocks, lined up in a long line, stepped forward one by one, stood behind the catapult, were removed from the golden shackles of the moth, and then cast a forbidden spell to generate a huge fireball, and then were guided by a real, authentic warlock recognized by Nilfgaard, poured onto the catapult's stone projectiles, and then threw them.

The warlock turned into a charred corpse, which was crossed by a soldier and replaced by another warlock.

Forbidden magic, at the cost of life, these warlocks, when they discovered their magical potential, were forcibly arrested, tortured and beaten, forced to learn forbidden magic, were forcibly poured with various forbidden drugs, and consumed their vitality to improve their mental power, just for the last moment, they are no longer a person, just a consumable, it is simply better to live than to die.

Warlocks who study this forbidden magic divide it into two steps, the most expensive summoning step, as long as this step starts casting, the magic path will be fixed, and it cannot be controlled by itself, and it can only be continuously drained of mental power and life force until the magic is completed.

Then the second part, modified to be channeled and released at almost no cost, will be left to the genuine warlock.

This process is the saddest thing about these expendable warlocks, they will only summon this fireball, they will not control it at all, and they can't even cast a spell and let the fireball explode directly, and there is no chance to resist.

Another warlock, a trembling girl, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, was stabbed in the back by the soldier with the tip of a spear, and staggered forward two steps in horror, and then felt his hand loosen, the shackles of the forbidden demon were removed, and he felt the flow of magic again.

However, this did not bring her any sense of security, she was still frightened, her brain was blank, she could not think, and she was at a loss.

She was just a farmer's daughter, but for some reason, she discovered magic powers, and then was found and taken away by the warlocks, thinking that her life would change.

But how do you know that I only guessed the beginning, but not the ending.

"Hurry up, cast a spell!" The tip of the spear in her back stabbed her again, and the fierce soldier saw her stunned and urged loudly.

"I ...... I ......, "Although practicing magic before was also a dark torture, she really didn't want to become a lump of charcoal.

"Hurry up, or we'll be next!"

Yes? Can I not cast spells? The girl's heart trembled subconsciously.

"Girl, I advise you to cast a spell."

At this time, a high female voice came, and the girl subconsciously turned her head, and saw that she knew the person who spoke, the sorceress Frankie, who was said to be the niece of a royal advisor, and she was also a genuine warlock.

"Have you forgotten what happened to useless waste to the Empire? I advise you that long pain is better than short pain. Frangie, the sorceress of the mud brother, reminded faintly, and motioned to the soldiers to give the girl a little time.

Yes, it's not that I haven't seen the fate of those who disobey orders, or rather, I have to see it almost every day, and I am reminded all the time of what kind of inhumane torture will be suffered if I rebel against the Empire.

The girl smiled miserably, but when she saw the "pity" gaze of the mud brother sorceress, her heart stinged, why, fate is so unfair, this mud brother can enjoy the life of a human being, and himself, even being reminded to die quickly, is a kind of mercy alms. China

Forget it, let's get rid of it......

Rumble!

But suddenly, the girl was startled by the sudden explosion, covered her ears, and experienced a violent dizziness and tinnitus.

But the girl was frightened beyond the limit, and she was no longer afraid, and she was still thinking in her heart, was this fate finally heard the angry cry in her heart, and let the fireball she summoned explode?

But it doesn't hurt at all, does it?

"Ahem, ahem!"

The girl suddenly felt choked by something, coughed violently, and suddenly felt a burst of weakness, a familiar feeling, the feeling of being shackled by the forbidden magic to block the magic!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!!"

Not only her, but Frankie, who was not far away, and the other two warlocks beside her, also coughed violently, and there was no feeling that she had been accustomed to wearing shackles for a long time, and fell directly to the ground!

Boom Boom!

There were three more violent explosions, and the girl saw that a thin figure suddenly appeared, throwing out three iron bumps with sparks, which suddenly exploded in the air, blowing out patches of black dust, scattering and falling on the heads of slave warlocks like her, but everyone did not react.

How can this man throw a bomb into the sky? The girl was strange for a while.

"Ahem, ahem! It's the gold dust that blocks the magic, fast! Soldier! Protect us! Frankie screamed in horror, and the girl realized that everyone was wearing forbidden shackles, and of course there was no reaction.

"There are assassins! Crossbowman, kill him! ”

The girl looked at the tall and thin figure that suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but admire, this is Soden's dead man, right? It's brave, but it's a pity that I couldn't kill Frankie directly.

Poof!

The girl heard two strange sounds around her, and subconsciously turned her head, and then found that a terrifying two-headed demon dog full of eyes had bitten off the heads of Frankie and another warlock!

Bang bang!

Two more strange noises, and the last genuine warlock, and the noble knight with the hairy tip on her head, exploded into a cloud of red and white blood mist.

Is this man a summoner? How could he himself not be affected by the Hinder Demon Gold?

Seeing that the assassin summoned a tall purple-skinned elf with a green ghostly twin swords, a strange and gorgeous metal armor with the "N7" mark, a knight with a strange metal crossbow, a strange man in a red trench coat and a top hat, and a demon dog, and then a rain of arrows with a bow and crossbow, and then set off a bloody storm himself, the girl was dazzled.

Rumble!

I saw that this assassin was like a ghost, the naked eye couldn't keep up with his speed at all, and his body seemed to turn into a black lightning, passing through the soldiers, leaving phantoms one by one, and bringing up a puff of blood mist!

Terrifying!

The girl just stared at the mysterious assassin in a daze, like a god of death, with his minions, harvesting the lives of soldiers one by one, and then being called back to God by the voice of death.

"What are you doing in a daze, run!"