In the smoke and dust, Camilla, who rushed out gasping, didn't even dare to turn her head.

The walls of masonry were as thin as paper in front of Belom, and the scattered ice picks were cold to the bone, and Camila used her athletic skills to jump three times in a row to dodge the crowd "Frost Ball" spell cast by the opponent with a wave of her hand.

"The third staircase..."

She found the staircase in Roddy's mouth, and ran up with a wild stride, a ringing in her ears that seemed to fade away, but her brain entered a strange state at this time—the headache became more intense, but the state of her body and the elements flowing around her body were more sensitive than ever.

"Far left... The road on the far left..."

Walking through the stairs, Camila found that she had reached the tenth floor, and continued to run according to Roddy's words, Camila found that she had quickly moved away from the fierce battlefield, she clenched the "Intermediate Mana Elixir" in her hand, but at this time she also thought about some other "insignificant" questions in her heart-

Why did he give me this potion?

The "Holy Society" is powerful, secretive and rich, but it does not mean that all members have any enviable benefits, and the "Intermediate Mana Elixir" is not a cabbage that can be given casually, why is Luo Di willing to believe in himself?

Even if it's because you have a common enemy or goal, you won't have such trust within an hour of getting to know each other, right?

From a simple contact, Camilla knew that Roddy was by no means an emotional guy, so she couldn't figure out such a question...

The noisy sound of battle has become an indistinct echo, Camilla noticed that the runes on the surrounding rooms and walls are still dim, and it doesn't look like it has been activated at all, and she quickly understands that this is probably Roddy's real "purpose": it will take some time for Turing to regain control of the entire magic tower, and as long as he rushes to the top of the tower before him, he can successfully open some magic circles that the other party has not yet controlled!

But as soon as this thought appeared, Camilla noticed that there were elemental fluctuations in front of her, and she raised her head to find that a figure wearing a robe appeared in front of her, and at the same time, the staff in the other party's hand was already pointing at her...

"Smack!"

Camila immediately grabbed the deputy next to her, as if she was going to jump directly from the forty or fifty meters high and crossed the stairs, and in the next second, a violent wave of air flew over the place where she had just stood - Camila, who was hanging on the side of the stairs, let out a soft cry, and pulled herself back with one hand, and then pointed forward with her other hand, and released the shield and "Light Feather Technique" one after another after the "Ice Pick Technique" appeared, and then chased the Ice Pick she cast and rushed towards the attacker.

"Ding-"

The icicle hit the shield that the opponent hastily cast, but this blow was just a disguise, and Camilla, who rushed to the front, raised her hand and pressed it on the shield, and the "Flame Impact" exploded directly, shattering the shield and blowing it out with the opponent!

It all happened in a flash of lightning, and Camila used her powerful "melee spell combat" to kill the opponent in an instant.

Then the fireball technique made up for it "snapped" and blasted the opponent's head open, and Camilla frowned slightly, but it was a little strange for her to feel that she had won so easily.

But she didn't have time to think too much, and continued to run upward, but along the way, she met three high elf mages who also wanted to stop her, but the opponent's casting speed was terrible slow, her eyes were dull and her body was stiff, and after Camilla quickly solved the other party with her flexible body, she finally stopped and looked down with some curiosity...

Jet-black blood, miserable white cheeks, these guys with high elf faces, at this time, reminded Camilla of a word: undead.

"How so..."

She knew that she couldn't stay, so after a few hurried glances, she continued to climb up, because of the continuous battle, Camila, who had a serious mana depletion, had to take a sip of the "Intermediate Mana Elixir", and after enduring the burning sensation in her body, she bypassed the semicircular corridor and prepared to walk towards the last step to the top of the tower.

The exterior shape of Pachar's Magic Tower is a featureless cylinder, and as a result, Camilla, who is standing near the top of the tower, can see the scene through the window, but just a simple glance at the scene in the field of vision makes her mouth grow in surprise...

Outside the "moat" of the fortress wall, thousands of figures poured out of the various buildings in the inner city like a tide, rushing towards the Pachar Magic Tower!

"Alert! There are a large number of enemies ahead!"

"I don't know the front, the west side, no, the east side!"

"Many! too much -- tens of thousands!"

"What!?"

The information reported by the soldiers made Sodrol's face change abruptly - the attack of the undead is unfolding at the suspension bridge on the south side of the fortress, and Lugcart and others are desperately blocking the other party with their soldiers.

If they were the helpers of the undead, the other party should have pressed everyone up in one go, and they still had to wait for their hard work here to resist?

"Pay attention to the suspension bridge on the north side, don't make a mistake!"

Sodrol shouted to the soldiers, the base of the Pachar Tower was not small, but only the north and south drawbridges could enter, the northern one was raised, and the southern one was under attack. The hundred or so people under Roddy sound like a lot, but it is really overstretched to really fight, and it is also due to the narrow drawbridge, Sodrol let the soldiers rely on the rotation of reserves and the struggle of Akasha and others, even in the face of the onslaught of the undead, they did not fall into the disadvantage at all, but... If there are more than 10,000 people outside, there will be no way to fight this battle!

He rushed to the edge of the city wall, only to find that the arrows that the undead had just fired had completely stopped, and when he looked up, Sodlorre suddenly cursed - "I X!"

The Pachar Magic Tower is the core of Elson City, and its periphery is the inner city that spreads in a ring, because of the needs of war preparedness, the nearest buildings are about one hundred and fifty meters away from the moat of the Magic Tower, but at this time, there are countless figures in the streets that extend into the distance in the field of vision!

Looking to the left and to the right, Sodrol ran a few steps to the other side of the wall, and immediately found that the entire Pachar Tower was surrounded by countless figures pouring out...

"What the is going on?!"

He clenched the sword in his hand and tried to force himself to calm down - "Concentrate on holding the drawbridge, how long can we hold out!"

In such a situation, there is no hope at all if you want to fight back, Roddy, the backbone of the heart, is in the Pachar Magic Tower, even if they break through, it doesn't make much sense, not to mention that the enemy doesn't have the "main force" at all, it is completely overwhelming, and it is estimated that more than a hundred people will be drowned alive if they can't even get out of the inner city.

No matter how you look at it, these people are all dead.

But then Sodrol found that the undead had also adjusted their formation in a panic, and it was obvious that the people who came were not in the same camp as them - Priest Akasha was holding a gray staff, standing behind four or five shield-wielding soldiers, unleashing magic spells, but the morale of all the soldiers was obviously completely low...

Such a huge disparity in strength makes it impossible for people to raise any fighting spirit at all.

Sodrore was ready to rush to the front line, he stood on the wall and looked at the enemies who were getting closer, and then suddenly noticed a problem - all these guys rushing towards him turned out to be ... Genie?!

The faces and clothes of the high elves were new to the people of this era, and even the undead could tell that these guys were the legendary extinct high elves - but when they looked closely, Sodrol and the necromancers in the distance were stunned.

They... Seems to be all dead?

All the High Elves who rushed in strode silently, their eyes glazed over, their steps slow but determined, like the walking dead driven by man.

"It's the undead!

Akasha's voice was inconspicuous in the chaos of the battlefield, but the "Holy Light Spell" she unleashed illuminated most of the undead in front of the tower and the approaching High Elves - the zombies and skeletons that kept coming up wailed at the Holy Light, but the High Elves in the distance did not react at all, and there was no change in the speed of their progress.

Not afraid of the spirits of the Light?

This situation made Sodrol and Akasha and the others feel more and more troublesome, and just as they were about to fight the enemy on the drawbridge on the south side with all their might, the ground of Pachar's magic tower shook slightly, and an invisible force suddenly spread...

"Whoa-la-"

The sound of the metal hinges being shaken sounded, and Sodlorton turned his eyes to the suspension bridge on the north side that had been pulled up behind him, only to see it slowly falling!

The drawbridge was lowered automatically.

“... Damn, Team 4, follow me to the North Suspension Bridge!"

At the same moment, in the vault at the heart of the underground of the Pachar Tower, the Arcanists of the Holy Congregation were desperately resisting one High Elf Arcanist after another—or rather, they were doing their best to resist the Turing attack.

"Submit to my will, your bodies will be a part of me!"

"Assimilate with me and witness the moment I become God!"

The chamber reverberated with words from the manipulated High Elves, and the arcane magic in their hands poured out frantically, attacking the members of the Holy Order who were gathered around like a tidal wave.

Sparker was killed in an instant just now, and after confirming that the enemy in front of him was a threat, the remaining thirteen "Holy Order" arcanists immediately began to fight back - and to their surprise, these high elf mages controlled by Turing did not seem to be as strong as they imagined...

The form of the arcane attacks is extremely simple, although the power is not small, but there are no changes, not even a shield, giving people the feeling that they are completely attacking with their eyes closed and instinctive.

The Arcanists of the "Holy Order" gritted their teeth and resisted the first volley, but then they felt that the pressure suddenly decreased a lot, which made them finally see the hope of escaping - after killing more than a dozen high elves who poured in, they did not notice that the guys who secretly inserted the charged magic crystal into the instrument in the center of the room were all condensed with arcane energy, ready to fight a bloody way to escape from here.

However, at this moment, the floor of the secret room suddenly froze due to a spreading frost force.