The scroll is a scrap item obtained from the barbarian Lanila, a telepathic, orderly-level magic that forcibly pushes creatures up to a distance of one meter.

The passage of time is only the first-level magic of the order, and the magic sealed in the scroll is not of high grade, if you want to push a creature like the Ice Demon, the scroll may have to explode, and it will be used forcibly several times, relying on a little chance of success in exchange for a success, Xu Zhi has not many chances.

Push magic and the weight of the creature, the size is related, and the strength of the creature, the level is partly related, the calculation formula and casting conditions are quite complicated, the magic level is lower than the due conditions, it will reduce the success rate of magic, this is a magic that even the order mages hate to calculate, but many mages are very simple, can push and push, can not push and pull down, after all, the chance of pushing magic on the field is not much.

The ice demon is about two meters, covered in hard ice, although the body density is quite large, but the body is thin, the overall weight is barely acceptable, and is constantly harassed and besieged by many creatures, Xu Zhi is looking for an opportunity to light the last fire.

What he bullied was that the ice demon couldn't fly, if he could fall down from this arrow tower, the height of more than 30 meters was enough for this ice demon to eat a pot.

"Hit the edge of the tower."

"Yes, yes, hit the edge, and hit it when the time comes."

Xu Zhi's words had no prestige, and Viscount Staff, who echoed his voice, had a lot of power to speak, and all the elven archers and nobles immediately adjusted their positions.

This guy has a very strong ability to observe words and colors, and when he saw that Jeris was squatting behind him and being protected, this bad-looking elf could also release swarm magic, and he instantly imagined in his mind that this was a certain hidden power of Geralt.

"Fortunately, I have been diligent and honest in following Count Geralt all these years."

Viscount Stav thought about it, if anyone in the City of Rain couldn't think of it and opposed Geralt, then he would be controlled by a swarm magic from this hidden lord, and then it would be the end of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

"It's terrible, Lao Tzu wants to show his loyalty again."

Thinking of this scene, Viscount Stafford only felt that he was no longer afraid of this ice demon, he roared, twisted the flame sword and slashed it again, the other party is an ice attribute creature, the flame sword has some kind of damage bonus, although his strength is average, but it can also cause a lot of damage.

"Chirp"

The griffin swooped down again, slapping a paw at the ice demon, it failed to please this time, the ice demon with a backhand slap directly froze him, and the frozen griffin blocked the range of the arrow tower, even Xu Zhi, who put the cold gun in the corner, had to change his position again.

"It's going to be a bad thing."

Xu Zhi muttered.

"Pull me out, this big bird has pressed me, my legs, hey~, the goddess of the forest is above, why am I so unlucky today."

The confident Viscount Stav had suffered a double blow, and he didn't want to do anything anymore, and if it weren't for the griffin pressing him, perhaps, it would have been a good idea to play dead.

"Kill"

A nobleman jumped up and slashed at the Ice Demon, the bright and dazzling blade of the sword made the Ice Demon involuntarily take a step back.

"A little further back, okay, perfect."

Seeing that there was no cover behind the Ice Demon, he directly entered the shooting position of the arrow tower, and the scroll was instantly activated, and a big air hand was instantly formed, pushing directly back against the Ice Demon.

"Hiss hiss"

The big air hand didn't push it successfully, but it startled the ice demon, and he took half a step back.

"Push, push, push."

Success is just around the corner, this broken scroll is not ready to stay, it will explode if it explodes, continuous use, and there are constantly big hands of air stirring out.

"Click"

A big air hand finally made a successful judgment, and the ice demon's body suddenly tightened, and then was pushed backwards by the air hand.

"Giggle."

The falling ice demon let out a strange cry, and finally it was no longer the same sound as before.

With a bang, the elven archers and nobles on the arrow tower finally breathed a sigh of relief, this place is safe for the time being.

"Oh my God, it's finally done."

Viscount Stafford finally crawled out from under the griffin, and the griffon, which had successfully thawed from the ice, stood up and shook its whole body, and flew high again.

"... Haha, what a bird. ”

Viscount Stafford patted the bird feathers on his body and looked at Geralt who had gotten up with a smirk.

"City Lord, is your health better, can you bear it, do you want to invite a priest to come, although our elf priest is a little worse, it still has some effect."

Geralt ignored the guy, twisted his gem sword, walked to the edge of the tower, and roared.

"Dogana, the demon you borrowed is dead, so don't you catch it quickly."

"Dogana, the demon you borrowed is dead, so don't you catch it quickly."

……

His voice was loud and penetrating, and the army of Rain City, which was fighting fiercely at the gate of the city, instantly became jubilant, like a chicken blood, advancing layer by layer.

"How did your father know the demon was dead?"

Xu Zhi secretly said that what he shot was relatively hidden, unless he saw a few elves near the passage, and the others didn't know, the demon still spontaneously combusted after death, and burned into a pile of ashes, which was even more unrecognizable.

"Perhaps, my father heard the devil's wail when he was lying on the ground."

"There's no wailing, that demon was still laughing before he died."

Geralt's words not only demoralized the natural legions defending the city, but also caused the ghosts and gods to fall into a kind of silence.

"Geralt is alive."

"The demon didn't come back."

"I just saw the Ice Demon fall from the Arrow Tower and die, it must have been summoned by the demon."

"Bad luck is less."

Dogana was silent, his face gloomy as he uncovered the black robe on his head and glared at Geralt on the tower.

"Someday, someday......"

Before he could finish speaking, he clutched his head and wailed on the ground, an angry voice echoing in his head.

"Dogana, you're so disappointed that you actually killed my fifteenth summon."

"My lord, my subordinates are not effective in commanding, and I let His Excellency the Fifteenth Demon be damaged, and I deserve death."

"I didn't want you to die, but you have such a strong desire to die, then your wish will be fulfilled."

"Wait, Master Hexis, the subordinates are just ......"

In the soul communication, before Dogana could finish the rest of his words, thick black blood suddenly flowed out of his eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils, and in just a few seconds, the whole person turned into black water, leaving a white skeleton in his clothes, he staggered two steps, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the bones scattered into a heap.

"The poison of that adult's soul has exploded."

"Dogana actually traded all his souls, no wonder the lord trusted him so much."

"Retreat, Dogana and Roski are dead, and no one can blame us."

The ghosts and gods whispered a few words to the camp, and summoned the bone horses one after another.

Worthless bone racks and ghosts are on the front line, and the summons cultivated by the ghost summoning technique are constantly retreating.

The two leaders who gathered the people were hanged, and there was no chance of winning if they stayed and fought again, and without a leader, they didn't have such a good mind to fight hard.

"All-Army Charge"

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