Chapter 51: The Storm I.

For the strong-willed Darius, he will not be confused by West's unreliable prophetic divination. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info couldn't have been upset by this, in fact he didn't have the time to think about it now, and instead of thinking about it, he should prepare for the moment - the storm was over.

The sun shines from the sky to the earth, the fresh air still carries the scent of earth, and Darius stands on the towering wall, with an unobstructed view in the distance.

If it weren't for those unsightly lizardmen, he would have been quite willing to stand on such a high place and enjoy the scenery.

But now, his attention was firmly attracted by the dense lizardmen in the distance, and now that most of the people who could fight in the entire garrison were already stationed on the city wall, the news that the lizard army was coming to the city was known to everyone in an instant.

This time it was different from when Darius had been scouting before, when he was in the shadows, although there were still so many enemies, but there was no great oppression, but this time, a huge number of enemies were assembled outside the fortress, all the weapons, all the eyes were pointing in the same direction, that is, the direction of the fortress walls.

Now all the soldiers who have to participate in the defense are somewhat uneasy in their hearts, because it takes unimaginable courage to face tens of thousands of enemies with murderous intent, even if they have thick walls, but to repel such enemies, they will also have to pay a terrible price.

"When will these brutes attack? De Mons? ”

"It's not for sure, but I'm afraid it's going to happen soon." Demons stared at the enemies all over the mountain, "They are waiting for the clan priests to arrive, warriors alone can't break through the fortress's defenses, there must be enough spellcasters, and the lizards have the confidence to storm the fortress." ”

Deemmons stretched out his hand and pointed, "Captain, you see, that's the Black Flame Priest, it's already here. ”

His gaze followed the direction of the veteran's finger, and an exceptionally tall lizardman surrounded by his subordinates came to the front of the battle formation, although it was far away, and the lizardman looked the same as a human, but Darius recognized it at once.

Because the huge staff it holds in its hand is too conspicuous.

"The Great Elder of the Shatterclaw Clan? Is it a commander? ”

"Not to talk about command, the lizardmen don't have a clear battle sequence and command sequence like us, they have always rushed up in a clan unit, but it is indeed the only one who can make major decisions."

The Black Flame Priest and his retinue slowly approached the fortress, and even walked within the range of the tower, but no one fired, because the place where it was standing was already the farthest point of the range, and with its strength, it would not suffer any damage at all.

"What is he doing?"

Demmons clenched the longbow in his hand, and the thick green tendons flare, and it was obvious that he really wanted the Black Flame Priest to taste the arrows in his hand, but reason prevented him from wasting the arrows, and when he heard Darius's words, he replied in a deep voice, "It's checking our defenses." ”

"It is said that in the eyes of a caster like it, the flow of magic is like substance, and it can see the distribution and movement of defensive runes, including the location of our defense towers, so that it can lay out battle lines and find weak points of defense for focused attacks. This is also why it will be the leader of the war. ”

Darius took a deep breath, and the cold winter winds of the mountains drilled their lungs from their noses and into their lungs, the monsoon that formed on the Sea of Guardians, landed from the coastline to the northeast, blew away the gray-green fog over Zaun, and crossed the mountains of Ulstor, all the way here, and brought with it the smell of war - the weather was getting colder, and the lizardmen would not drag it any longer.

"Just let it spy on us, won't the Legion's higher-ups have a way to counter it?"

"Don't worry about that." De Mons gave Darius a rare pat on the back, and he rarely showed the posture of an elder in front of Darius, because Darius was the captain and the boss. But at this moment, he became the experienced mountain man big brother again, "After so many years, it has come and gone, gone and come, the legion has sacrificed countless warriors, and the lizardmen have also dropped countless corpses, but this fortress still stands here as always." ”

As De Mons's words fell, the Black Flame Priest at the end of his vision raised his staff in his hand, its movement attracted everyone's attention, the surging mana gathered around it, and the cold wind howling in the mountains also stopped, and a terrifying coercion rushed towards everyone who faced it.

A simple action of the Black Flame Priest let everyone know its power, if the magic power brought by West when casting spells is a clear spring, then the magic gathered around the Black Flame Priest is a sea. Influencing the world with a gesture is an amazing power.

It raised its staff in both hands, then plunged straight down, its massive staff sinking into the dirt like a tree.

The moment the staff touched the earth, a huge amount of mana vortex exploded beside it, the whole world trembled, and the visible darkness spread rapidly from the place where the staff was connected to the earth, and under the shroud of darkness, the green vegetation withered one after another, and even the big tree hugged by several people could not hold up for ten breaths, turning into powder and dissipating into the air.

The darkness formed a circle at the feet of the Black Flame Priest, and from Darius' vision, the mountains looked like a fine oil painting, smeared with a black paint, and looked unusually dissonant and strange.

"What is it doing?"

Shocked by the terrifying power of the Black Flame Priestess, Darius asked his doubts, but this time Deemuns couldn't answer him, for this was the first time he had fought to defend the city.

Countless lizardmen carried huge logs and stones, moving towards the place where the Black Flame Priest was, and the huge lizardmen were like countless ants at the moment, silently fulfilling their mission. They were carrying supplies mined from the Rhodes Corridor, where there were so many hard gloomy rocks and straight and thick black dragon pines.

Pine tree?

The image in Darius's mind flashed, and the scene of the first time he saw the priest of the Black Flame appeared before his eyes.

Massive lizardmen, earth-shattering cheers, and ...... Majestic altar.

Darius was startled and blurted out.

"They're going to build an altar here!"

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