Written on the eve of Elson's frozen time barrier, "On the Self-Consciousness of the Defense System" is, in a sense, Khadgar's last "relic".

When Khadgar hastily wrote down all the thoughts in his mind, the book was immediately forwarded to Wagra City, and as for what Khadgar did afterwards, the book is naturally not recorded.

So... When Camilla reached the top of the tower, she didn't see the three circles that Roddy had read about in the book, but only a black wall with a line written on it: "My time is running out..."

Camila looked at everything in front of her in a daze, but her heart felt cold: it took so much effort, almost giving up half her life, but the result turned out to be like this - this kind of despair of all her efforts in vain, made Camilla a little suffocated for a while, she weakly reached out to support the dark wall, and her blank eyes swept around, but she didn't know what she should do next...

But then she felt something strange where her palm touched, and when she looked up suddenly, Camilla saw that new handwriting was gradually appearing behind the line!

"I'm running out of time, and in order to be able to dismantle Turing, this is the last aid I can leave. ”

"Whoever you are, when I see these handwritings, I can confirm that you are here to open those three circles, and at the same time to destroy Turing. ”

Seeing this, Camila immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but the pain in her abdomen made the corners of her mouth twitch, and she reached out to press the wound, and she continued to read-

"Eliminating Turing is not the end, it's the beginning, so to thank you for helping me eliminate Turing, I... Khadgar Ishimir, grant you this last blessing..."

All the handwriting disappeared along with the pitch-black wall, and Camilla only felt that the palm of her hand that had just touched the wall was enveloped by a warm current, and then her entire body changed instantly due to some kind of energy!

The wound did not disappear, but the original pain was suppressed to the minimum, and the depleted mana did not recover, but Camilla felt that her "mana pool" had disappeared, as if she had returned to a mortal who could not do anything.

"This..."

She tried to condense the elementals, only to find that a dazzling light appeared on her fingertips almost instantly—the elemental condensation rate was much faster than before, and the energy was even purer!

Although she couldn't figure out what was going on, Camilla understood that the "blessing" she received should actually be given to Roddy... Because he was the one who really came to destroy Turing, and he was just a temporary joiner.

But at the moment, she didn't have time to figure out the difference, and as she rushed forward, Camila immediately recognized the three magic circles in Roddy's mouth, and immediately rushed over...

"Boom!"

The faint green light exploded on the suspension bridge, and the high elves who were surging over flew out in an instant, their bodies burning with green flames in the air, and falling into the abyss like meteorites.

This is not a skill cast by a necromancer from afar, but the effect of the "Nether Burst" scroll that Akasha has just torn apart - but although this group spell is not small, it is still a little stretched in the face of an endless number of high elves, because at this moment, the soldiers in front of the drawbridge are finally unable to resist...

The reserves had already taken turns five or six times, and now all the soldiers had reached the limit of their physical strength, and although the attacks of the high elves were not sharp, forty or fifty people could not stop the attacks that did not stop at all—there were already soldiers who had fallen on the line because they had disengaged... In this case, once you fall, there is no possibility of survival.

Akasha's mana was almost exhausted, and all the mana potions were drunk, and her eyes were red, her face was pale, and the scroll in her hand was also thrown out - but at this time, no one cared about the fact that Akasha was able to cast necromancy, because the whole battle had been fought until now, and no one had looked back to see who was casting the spell!

Sodrol of the North Suspension Bridge was covered in bruises at the moment, and the healing power of the two priests was not as good as Akasha's, let alone other spell support... As a result, the soldiers at the North Suspension Bridge were under more pressure.

However, Sodrore, who was holding a battle shield, stood at the forefront, attracting most of the attacks and maintaining the stability of the line - but as the consumption of "battle energy" intensified, he gradually couldn't resist and staggered.

Everyone understood that once Sodrol fell, it would not be long before the place was completely lost.

"Reserves!

The teammates around him gasped, the stinking black and red blood splashed all over the body, the hilt of the sword was slippery, and the tiger's mouth cracked... They struggled to hold on, but they didn't know when such a battle would end.

Akasha took the last scroll in her hand and tried to stare at the enemies who were still surging in front of her, and her heart was almost numb.

"Also... How long will it take?"

"Hum—"

Just as she couldn't help but say this, the Pasal Magic Tower behind her suddenly let out a loud buzz, and then, all the high elves on the drawbridge, outside the fortress, and even the entire surrounding area stopped their movements in an instant like puppets that had cut off the silk thread, and then fell straight to the ground!

It felt like a lid had been put on my ears, and the roars and shouts of nearly 10,000 people during the siege came to an abrupt end, and in the blink of an eye, only the gasps of the soldiers and companions in front of them remained...

"This—"

The soldiers in the front row were still holding their shields, but the elves who had been screaming and screaming were lying straight in front of them, and after several slashes with their long swords, Sodrore realized that these guys seemed to be... He's dead?

No one could have imagined the corpses of the High Elves almost stacked on top of each other on the ground outside the moat. From near to far, you can't even see the ground in your field of vision!

And at this time, the "fortress of bones" that is gradually dissipating and the undead who are still alive have become another group of beneficiaries of this "miracle"...

The bone wall technique gradually disappeared, and the three still alive necromancers turned their eyes to the drawbridge, they looked at the corpses that covered their vision, and tentatively raised their hands to cast spells-

A moment later, a high elf actually stood up slowly under the effect of necromancy.

The success of the "Necromantic Transformation Technique" made the three necromancers immediately show ecstatic expressions, because it meant that they could immediately create a group of troops who were not afraid of death to continue the attack on Pachar's drawbridge!

This scene also made the human soldiers who had been guarding for a long time feel cold in their hearts.

But just as the three of them were about to cast spells and prepare to create a zombie army on a large scale, a spell fluctuation that spread out in an instant made their movements freeze in place at the same time...

"It's... It's..."

"Legion of the Dead?!"

With the casting of the [Summon: Legion of the Dead] scroll in Akasha's hand, the "Summon" enhanced level 1 effect granted by the "Summon" staff of "Mentu's Summon" had an immediate effect, instantly maximizing the power of this spell.

At this moment, Akasha's heart was actually extremely entangled: because no matter what, the transformation technique was "desecrating" the corpse of the deceased after all...

But it's too late to say anything at this time, as the scroll with the highest calibrated level among all the scrolls, [Summon: Legion of the Dead] has a huge mana fluctuation that makes everyone's hearts palpitate, and then, the first high elf stood up from the drawbridge, followed by the second and third...

Because the density of the corpses stacked was too large, the number of high elves who were transformed by Akasha instantly exceeded 1,500. When they got up, they didn't sway like zombies summoned by necromancers, but they turned around with quick movements, and rushed into the distance with one step!

The three necromancers looked at the sluggish and sluggish high elf who had just been transformed on their side, and then at the countless figures that had rushed over in a surrounding form, and wanted to say "retreat", but they didn't dare to say it because Belom was still in the tower, so they could only shout in a voice similar to a cry: "Ready... Get ready to attack!"

But seventy or eighty against fifteen hundred legions of the dead, the consequences were already predictable.

The offensive and defensive situation between the undead and humans was reversed in an instant, and the reason for this was the mutation of the Pachar Magic Tower, after Akasha ordered the army of the dead to attack the undead, she immediately turned her head and prepared to rush into the magic tower, but after coming to the door, she found a fact: the door could not be opened at all.

Because the entire magic tower seems to have been sealed by an unusually powerful enchantment.

"How is that possible!?"

Turing, who was frantically attacking Belom, suddenly roared angrily, and the arcane in his hand stopped instantly, and instead looked around in disbelief, and said to himself in an unbelievable tone: "Khadgar is dead!

Turing took a few steps back, his eyes swept around, he didn't believe what was happening in front of him, but at this time, feeling the rapid loss of power in his body, he had to believe that someone had really opened the "Time Standstill Barrier" that enveloped the entire tower!

Seven hundred years later, Turing once again felt the pain of being stripped of his power by the "time-standing barrier".

At this moment, the dead Khadgar is tantamount to a nightmare that has re-descended - for Turing, only the "Time Standstill Barrier" can completely cut off his power from the outside world.

"Time Standstill Enchantment" doesn't really make time "stand still", if strictly speaking, it just slows down the passage of time within the enchantment.

The energy consumption of such an enchantment is extremely huge, and Turing understands that the little energy he has just recovered and his own strength may not be enough for the second consumption of the enchantment!

So he wanted to go to the top floor of the magic tower to close the circle at the first time, but before he could get out, Belom in front of him stopped him with a long sword.

"Click!"

The last two runes left on the sword burst one after another, and Belom actually strengthened his magical combat power to an unprecedented height at this time, at the cost of a three-percent drop in strength in the future-he was really enraged by Turing.

"Die!"

The entire chamber was shrouded in this incomparably harsh frost aura, and Belom's strength almost doubled, and Roddy, who was lying in the ruins, was slowly taking his eyes off the [Quest Bar] at this time - the countdown to the [Judgment of the Throne of Bones] had dropped from 98 days to 96 days in ten seconds...

He looked at the "Blood Drinker" Tomahawk, who was not far from him, and was ready to race against time.