Chapter Seventy-One: Lord of the White Moon
Magic suddenly erupted on the battlefield, and the person who rushed towards Lu Ming was the lord of the White Moon Clan.
He originally wanted to lead the legions, step by step, and gradually expel these monsters from the city gates, so he did not burst out of his full strength, and he was always directing the battle.
Who would have thought that after a mistake in the front of the legion, these soldiers were like straws in the wind in an instant, and he didn't have time to react.
After seeing that the Legion was gone, almost half of it had been wiped out, he became furious.
In this legion, they are all warriors who have guarded the White Moon Clan for an unknown number of years, and they don't know how much they have paid for the White Moon Clan, and they have always guarded the glory of the clan.
Now that a large area fell at his feet, the lord of the White Moon Clan immediately lost his mind, roared angrily, and burst out of terrifying magic power all over his body, and rushed out of the siege of the ogres in an instant.
Halfway through, he saw the mercenaries who were dead under the city gate, and he felt an indescribable anger in his chest.
These mercenaries are also old partners hired by the White Moon Clan for many years, and they have a good relationship with him.
At this moment, when he saw the corpses of his old friends lying on the ground, he immediately looked for them in the field with bloodshot eyes and a sinister face.
Within a moment, he saw Lu Ming and the others who were behind the ogre, looking at the battlefield with a calm face.
Needless to say, the lords of the White Moon Clan could naturally judge that these people were the leaders of the monsters.
He didn't know why the other party treated their White Moon Clan like this, but this revenge had to be avenged.
Without saying a word, the lord took up a magic streamer and rushed towards the other party at great speed.
He used almost all the power of his life, and even if he died together, he vowed to let the other party taste death.
It's a pity that his approach, in Lu Ming's eyes, is just a good evaluation of his strength.
Lu Ming was indifferent to the White Moon Lord's all-out sprint, as if he didn't care at all about how much strength he used, and his face had a slightly interested expression.
At the same time, Phil Shilu naturally found this guy rushing towards them, couldn't help but nodded, and said:
"He should be the lord of the White Moon Clan, the warriors of large clans generally have no leader, and they are all led by the clan lord himself."
When she explained, she was also unhurried, and it seemed that she didn't take the lord of the White Moon Clan in her eyes.
The lord of a large clan, not the one of the seven major clans, really has nothing to fear.
Glancing at the White Moon Lord who was rushing towards them, Filcialus judged:
"The magic breath, about three turns, is not very strong, it should just absorb the magic power of a piece of equipment that has just passed the six hundred level."
After she said the strength of the other party, she also hesitated a little, and couldn't help but ask:
"My lord, who are we going to send up this time?"
As he spoke, Phil Xilu couldn't help but glance at the several Demon King Army commanders behind Lu Ming.
It is not a way to let the other party rush towards him all the time, and he will not deal with a lord with three-turn magic power, so he will use her and Lu Ming's chaos-level magic power, which is too exaggerated.
But as long as the lord is willing to send any of these ones, it will definitely be an easy battle.
Phil Shiru believed very much in the backbone of his lord's subordinates, and since one of them had abused her subordinate Rodara, the others were certainly not weak.
She very much wanted to take this opportunity to see the strength of several other backbones.
However, to her surprise, Lu Ming rejected his idea without even thinking about it:
"No one needs to send it, now it's enough."
Just when Phil Xilu was stunned by Lu Ming's decision, and wanted to persuade him a little, she suddenly found that her lord narrowed his eyes.
At the same time, Phil Shilu suddenly saw a stray bullet-like shadow on the battlefield, and smashed straight towards the White Moon Lord.
"Roar!!
However, it was Nagur, who had been thrown away by the White Moon Lord before, who chased after him with an angry roar at this moment, and directly blocked the White Moon Lord who was sprinting with all his strength with his huge body.
I saw that on the ground separated by Lu Ming and the battlefield, a ravine hundreds of meters long was instantly drawn.
This is Nagul who was blocking in front of the White Moon Lord, because he couldn't resist the opponent's magic power, he was knocked out by the opponent with his body for nearly a thousand kilometers.
A moment later, the White Moon Lord's reckless way of ramming seemed to anger Nagul, only to see him roar again, his huge legs stepping behind him, and he was suddenly deeply embedded in the earth.
Nagur leaned over, and pushed the White Moon Lord's momentum back with all his strength, and the magic power of the two rubbed into each other, and between the collision, a dazzling spark was rubbed.
After the lord of the White Moon Clan was blocked by Nagur for a while, the consumption of mana seemed to be a little excessive, and he saw that the magic power around his body gradually weakened, and his advancing body was stopped by Nagur.
Seeing that the White Moon Lord showed fatigue so quickly, Nagul sneered, and immediately took out two battle axes from his waist and slashed them at the White Moon Lord's head.
And the lord of the White Moon Clan seemed to be really over-consumed in mana, and in the face of Nagul's attack, he only had the strength to parry, and he had no strength to fight back at all.
After a few moves, he was knocked out of the way under a heavy blow from Nagur.
"Abominable ......"
Now, the lord of the White Moon Clan, whose magic power has been almost clean, can only collapse to the ground, watching his legion being wiped out by the ogres.
Then there was a trace of remorse in his eyes, and he didn't understand why until now, Lord Layla of the Wolf Moon Clan didn't help.
At the moment when his idea arose, a bell suddenly rang from the battlefield.
Then, near the city gate, a white mist gradually drifted away, and this thick white fog, almost the moment it appeared, quickly rose into the air, blocking the sight of everyone on the entire battlefield for a moment.
Seeing the arrival of the white mist, the White Moon Lord who had collapsed on the ground suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his face showed a little joy.
He thought to himself, Mistress Layla had finally made a move.
Only a moment later, he was a little melancholy.
Even if Layla can win, he doesn't know what the White Moon Clan can leave now, the mercenaries are dead, the legion is gone, even if the clan can be rebuilt after this war, I'm afraid that their White Moon Clan will always be removed from the large clans.
Thinking like this, the White Moon Lord's eyes couldn't help but moisten.
The Baiyue Clan, which the ancestors had worked so hard to build, did not expect to be destroyed in the end by their own hands.
When the White Moon Lord was a little distressed, Lu Ming on the other side naturally saw the birth of the White Mist.
Seeing this white mist covering most of the town, Lu Ming couldn't help but pick it up with his hand, and suddenly a piercing chill rose from his mind.
Then he smiled and said:
"This white mist doesn't seem to have a real form, is it just a mental illusion?"
"It seems that this White Moon Clan is still a little capable, not to mention that there is such a lord, there is still a person in the clan who is good at using spiritual magic."
Psychic magic, unlike other ordinary magic, is an extremely difficult thing to learn, and it is very uncommon.
At the same time, the users of spiritual magic are also much more difficult, if there is no effective means to fight against spiritual magic, I am afraid that a three-turn spiritual magic user can beat Anta and them.