At the same moment, the battlefield outside Pachar's Magic Tower was taking a dramatic turn.

Sodrore waited with two priests and forty soldiers blocking the North Drawbridge. The speed of the nearly 10,000 tall elven puppets was not fast, but with their overwhelming number and formation, even if they climbed over, it would be difficult to hold the drawbridge for long, but Sodrore still stood in front of him, boosting morale.

All the soldiers were blessed with full buffs, but looking at the black-pressed crowd that was getting closer and closer in front of them, their faces were tense, and their hearts were unprecedentedly nervous.

On the other side of the magic tower, Akasha had already drunk the third bottle of "Intermediate Magic Elixir", even though the attenuation level of mana had approached fifty percent, she still desperately endured the burning pain all over her body, and tried to cast one magic after another on the soldiers in the front row.

"Hold on!"

Ruger's hoarse voice echoed in front of the drawbridge, and by this time they had stopped fighting, because the wave of undead attacks had retreated, and they were obviously frightened by the high elves that were gradually pressing from behind—the three necromancers had stopped attacking the drawbridge, they were far away from Nata's arrows, but they began to build a temporary defense as fast as they could...

One after another, they cast the "Bone Wall Technique", and the walls made of the overlapping yellow skeletons appeared layer by layer, gradually surrounding the remaining undead - the necromancers took out the scrolls, potions, and everything that pressed the bottom of the box, and tried their best to build a small "fortress" before the High Elf puppets came over, and withstood the tide of attacks with it!

The duration of the "bone wall" is less than ten minutes, which means that no matter how much these undead resist, after ten minutes, when the bone wall built by the elements dissipates, they will lose all their barriers, and they will be completely overwhelmed by the seemingly endless high elves...

At such times, the fate of the undead and humans is the same.

Akasha gasped for breath as she leaned on her staff, wiped the sweat from her forehead, reached out and tore off the cloth bag full of scrolls and threw it at her feet, reaching for a "feast of crows" scroll, her fingertips clasping the wax seal of the quaint paper.

The soldiers at the front have been rotated in five batches, and the wounded soldiers have drunk the "intermediate healing potion" and bandaged it casually and re-entered the ranks, and some have even been on the front line twice in a row... At this time, although they still maintained their combat effectiveness, their physical strength and morale had dropped a lot - looking at the crowd of high elves in front of them who had already crossed the "White Bone Defense Line" of the undead, they clenched the battle shields and short swords in their hands, and were ready to fight to the death.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

Ten meters...

"Boom!"

The sound of the shield hitting the flesh sounded in front of the drawbridges on the north and south sides almost at the same time, most of the high elf puppets were dressed as civilians, and occasionally some were wearing mage robes, all of whom were sniped by Nata with arrows from the commanding heights, she looked down at the crowd of people who spread out her vision, but she reached out and pressed the abdomen scratched by the ice pick, gritted her teeth and pulled the next arrow, and shot the guy with the staff in the crowd directly to the head...

The battle for the defense of Pachar's Magic Tower kicked off under such difficult resistance.

"Boom!"

There was a crackling sound, and the fireball shattered the last path to the top of the magic tower, and the broken sawdust hit Camilla, but she didn't hide at all, and kept running forward along the collapsed staircase, and when the entire staircase was completely shattered, she suddenly jumped forward, and with the effect of the "Light Feather Technique", her body floated in the air, and then released two overlapping "Wind Spears" with both hands under her.

Camilla's slender figure stretched out in the air, and she really climbed up seven or eight meters out of thin air like a flying bird - and then she reached out and grabbed the handrail on the edge of the top floor of the magic tower, and then suddenly panned out more than two meters horizontally...

"Smack!"

An arcane blast exploded where Camilla had just been held, and the flying stone chips fell into the hall on the first floor with a drop of 100 meters, and no echo could be heard for a long time.

Rushing up the way, Camilla had already eliminated nine High Elf golems who were trying to attack her, but just as she was approaching the top, she encountered the most difficult opponent in front of her...

The other party stood next to several translucent hedron circles on the top floor, constantly swinging his staff like a guardian to attack Camilla, causing her to almost fall under the tower several times.

However, Camilla, who had gained a firm foothold, had entered an unprecedented state of concentration, her robe had been cut through several gaps, her long hair was messily floating, and the corners of her mouth were overflowing with blood from the shock, but such injuries could not stop her from approaching the other party's footsteps at all!

"Finally... One!"

The severe headache made her almost ignore the pain caused by the other wounds on her body, Camila casually threw away the empty bottle of "Intermediate Mana Elixir", and guided by several ice picks, her body swept over the beautifully carved stone handrail like a ranger, and between the raised hands, she condensed a two-meter-long ice crystal spear with her elements, clenched her hands, and stabbed straight at the last arcanist who stood in her way...

All of this happened at the same moment, and as Akasha prepared to meet the High Elves and Camilla unleashed the final blow on the golems, Roddy, hidden in the smoke, had already sneaked silently near the center of the chamber.

Turing was angered by Belom, the "anomaly" who suddenly stirred up everything, and the neat invectives of more than twenty high elves echoed in the room, with the impact and shock, revealing an unprecedented weirdness-

"Humble ant!"

"You're going to pay for it!"

The pressure on the Arcanists of the Holy Order was greatly reduced by Turing's attack on Belom, but they couldn't settle accounts with Roddy, because the "shield" was shattered by spells flying from nowhere almost as soon as it appeared, and four of the thirteen Arcanists were seriously injured.

In the chaotic battle of the three sides, no one really had the upper hand in the first two minutes.

However, it is clear that Turing's power has been slowly increasing due to the absorption of the "altar" by the charging crystals, although the High Elf puppets have fallen one after another, but the power of the arcane magic cast by the remaining golems is getting stronger and greater, and the original single attack is mixed with a little "control" skills, which suddenly increases the pressure on Belom and the Arcanists of the Holy Order...

And at this moment, a red light that suddenly broke through the smoke directly broke the stalemate between the three parties.

The battle axe slashed down, and the two High Elf puppets protecting in front of the altar were instantly split into a large pile of flying minced meat!

Roddy emerged from the smoke and shadows, and then sped forward.

Elbows, knees, axe handles, fists, and even foreheads were his means of attack, and after the "Bloodlust" was triggered, he instantly crushed the four Arcanists with their backs to him like a raging chariot, and then successfully rushed to the front of the "Altar"!

"Poof—"

In the sound of the separation of flesh and bones, the high elf puppet who was placing the charged spar was the first to divide the body, but Luo Di didn't care about the surroundings at all, his left hand suddenly stretched forward, and pulled off the pieces of spar on the "altar" as quickly as possible!

Since Roddy's figure reappeared on the battlefield, the three friends who were originally fighting fiercely instantly set their eyes on the center of this room - the Arcanists of the Holy Order immediately understood that Roddy was correcting the mistakes they had made before, while Belom looked at the crystal clear "charging spar" in Roddy's hand, and his eyes bloomed with greed...

The most angry was Turing: he never imagined that this originally inconspicuous human would completely destroy his plan!

The hedron was pulled out, the restoration of power was artificially terminated, and Turing's plan for seven hundred years was forcibly interrupted, and the hatred that came with it... It can well be imagined.

So in the next moment, Turing directly cut off the control of more than half of the high elf puppets inside and outside the tower by means of "strong man breaking his wrist", and condensed all his energy in this secret room at the cost of losing thirty percent of his energy...

The elves who were still fighting fell to the ground like soulless puppets in an instant, except for one of the elves in red robes standing in place - he was Turing's second form... His eyes glowed blue, and Turing stepped forward, raising his hand to aim at Roddy, who had already detained the last piece of magic crystal.

"Give me death!"

"Boom!"

However, before Turing's words were finished, his body was blown away by a blow from Belom in the rear - this "frost baron" didn't care who he blew up, laughed wildly at this time, and launched a charge at the altar without dodging!

The "Charged Crystal" must be in your hands - this is an order from His Majesty Augustine!

[Today is only 2700 words, the dog at home is sick, take it to the animal hospital for injections and medicine, worry about it, I really don't have the mood to write too much. There will be a double watch this weekend, because my daughter-in-law is back in her hometown, and I and the dog are at home, so I have to take the time to take care of it, and it brings countless laughs to my family, so when it is sick, I am really uncomfortable, I hope you understand. 】