readx;? The leader of the walled city is a powerful mage. His father was an archduke www.biquge.info which meant that he had resources beyond the reach of ordinary people since birth, and after he was confirmed to have powers that mortals could not have, he lost his inheritance, but it didn't matter, he was able to use his talent to get more things, and even his brother, the current Grand Duke, had to grovel to him, just because he had this terrible walled city. As with Grenada, the casters were outnumbered, with about thirty mages or warlocks working under him, as well as their disciples and apprentices, so that the casters in the walled city were even more powerful than the nations combined.

Some of these people are poor creatures who are rejected by Grenada because they are stupid or clumsy enough to be worthless, as one thinks they are, but there are also some whose abilities are second to none even in Grenada's Warlock Tower, but there are always various reasons why they can't get a place there, some are too arrogant to stand the scorn of Grenada's dragonborn warlocks, some are angry at being betrayed and try to tease his employer, and some are because they have supreme intelligence and enough sanity, and are always vigilant, so that he could take the gem from the lava from the dangerous Red Dragon City and leave quietly - the leader of the walled city had always boasted so much that only he knew that in fact he had escaped from Grenada. He was young when he came to Grenada, and with his handsome appearance and strong physique, which made him at once a bird chased by the female warlocks and priests, and he was indeed unusually energetic and energetic in those years, but unfortunately this beautiful situation disappeared faster than the morning fog, and he accidentally killed a lover during an argument.

And this lover, unfortunately, is a follower of Gredy who is both a warlock and a priest, and the combination of both identities indicates that she has the blood of a dragon in her body, and this kind of woman, in Grenada's status is very high, the leader of the walled city once hoped that she could introduce herself to the owner of a warlock tower or a certain highness, and for this reason he has done many unknown evil things for her, some of which are even quite dangerous, but when his bag is gradually emptying (the consumption of mages is very staggering), and he is also injured and needs a long time of healing and recuperation, but was mercilessly ridiculed and banished by her - her contempt gave the frustrated and enraged mage a chance to kill her with a spell and steal all the precious ornaments, magical supplies, scrolls, rune disks, and so on he could find. Perhaps it was Lady Luck who kept an eye on his relationship, and he not only escaped from the royal capital of Grenada, but also succeeded in erasing the traces he left behind.

Maybe the priest wasn't important enough to be what he thought she was, or maybe her death was thought to have been the work of another priest or some other powerful enemy, and the mage was disguised as a mortal in a quiet little village, and after three years found that there were no deadly stalkers and assassins. But he would never return to Grenada, and he did not want to return to his own country, because his father was dead, and his brother did not like him very much, and he set his sights on this pass, which was very close to the village, and he managed to recruit a group of goblin thieves, plundered the humans in the village as his own slaves, and built a small single-story fortress on the steep peak, which was the first step, after which he threatened his Grand Duke brother to build the rudiments of the walled city together with the things he had stolen from the priests of Grenada。 Ambitious, he spent ten years here, if nothing else, to establish a "Grenada" that belonged only to him.

He couldn't say that the wish had been granted, but for himself, and for the villages and caravans that had been plundered and wounded, his walled city would indeed make many people tremble, and as food, gold, and slaves piled up, his legions (as he called them) grew larger, thieves appeared, assassins appeared, giants and orcs relocated here, and spellcasters that the leader most desired. The walled city was like a stinking mass of clay, and as it rolled in the dust and dung, it grew bigger, bigger, and bigger with each roll, and later messengers from some nations would appear in his drawing room, and they would bring with them some tasks that the thieves' guilds would not accept or that they would not give to the thieves' guilds, and some of them would try to recruit the chiefs of the place. After Grenada stood up, of course, there will be other countries that will follow its example, but no one has succeeded yet, after all, not every country's founder can give birth to a large number of red dragons and warlocks on their own.

Moreover, just in recent years, the merchants of Grenada have also been in contact with the walled city, but the leader doesn't know if they know something, this protective circle is what he decided to take down after several hesitations, it is very expensive, but the bottomless abyss is underneath, it also seems to have the power commensurate with the high price, the leader of course knows about Grenada's dragon tooth legion, and has seen those eagle-headed sphinx pass over his head (when he was still in Grenada), of course, he doesn't think he is important enough to alarm the red dragon, but he also knows that his walled city is located where it can easily withstand most enemy attacks, but for the airAll he has is the ballista and the casters.

But now he almost wanted to laugh, yes, those miserable birds were writhing about by the hurricane of the circle—and the knights and spellcasters on them, who could not get close to his towers or destroy his walls, and it was ridiculous that this magic paraphernalia, which he had obtained from the merchants of Grenada, whose spears were fended off by their own shields. However, the leader of the Walled City also knew that now was not the time to be at ease, and from the scattered information that the mages of the Walled City had worked so hard to obtain, it was clear that they were going to be dealing with a hybrid legion that was quite common in Grenada, and that the number of casters in the legion would be at least the same as the number of casters in the Walled City - and the casters who could serve in the Dragon's Tooth Legion would never be fools.

He was ready to flee, but before he could, he wanted to give the Grenada some color to repay the humiliation and torture that the country had inflicted on him - he had the giants set up a giant trebuchet while the Warlocks of Grenada were busy on the mountain peaks, but he was a little unsure if they had finished what they had done or if they had been driven away by the falling cobblestone, but what did they want to do? The leader pondered, unable to come up with the right answer, and he hurried to the key points of each circle to check the rune disks that only he knew, those magic gems that were somewhat damaged or depleted of power had only been swapped a few days ago, and the magic gems in his dimensional bag could last for months, though he might only hold out for a tenth of the time or less.

And just as the leader of the walled city was returning from the rough path to the people's sight with joy and trepidation, he suddenly heard a very strange sound, which would have been described as a train passing through a tunnel in another plane, and which was difficult to describe here, and which came from a deep underground. The leader lowered his head and saw that small stones were constantly falling down the stairs, and of course these small stones did not fall out of thin air, and he quickly found their source—the stone steps.

The leader reacted quickly and unleashed a flying spell, and he floated, no longer stepping on the dangerous steps, and when he looked around, he saw a platform not far from him, where the giant trebuchet had been erected, and the giants were scrambling to put the cobblestone back into the basket that had suddenly toppled over, but before they could gather the round and heavy stones, with a tooth-aching creak, the giant trebuchet with the height of three giants fell violently, and crushed a giant under the shelf on the spot, and the iron tenon attached to the wood also fell off due to the violent impact, and the wood rolled on the platform, smashing a section of low wall and stopping.

Some people may wonder why the wood rolls on the platform, well, of course, it is because the platform is no longer a platform, and the leader of the walled city immediately raised himself a little, and what makes him palpitate is that although he is in the air, the wind passing through the pass is still strong, but it is not magic but the wind brought by nature, although it is strong, it is no longer a weapon or a powerful barrier - the hurricane brought by the formation is gone. And half of the walled city, to be precise, a tall tower and its many small fortresses, their bases, are the peaks. There had been widespread landslides, the shattered rocks carrying about a seventh of the buildings down, the walls and stairs twisted and broken, some of the fortresses barely in their original state, but the men of them had been killed by the impact of the stones, and the huge crevices in which the ballistas, sasswoods, and hot oil they had prepared for the enemy had fallen or rested in places that even giants could not touch.

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The souls of the other world could detect the gaze of the warlocks and mages, and the warlocks were fine, the little claws in the mages' hearts were almost scratching their throats, but they still had the patience not to ask about the spell recklessly. Even if they asked, the spirits of the other world would not tell them, lest these spellcasters would apply the spell to those who were innocent or upright as soon as they turned around.

"The formation has been disrupted. He said, "Prepare for the attack." ”

The disadvantage of this formation is that the rune disk required by the formation needs to be fixed on the key node, once the rune disk is destroyed or leaves the position where it should be, the whole formation will be invalid, maybe someone will think of looking for them, but the current situation obviously does not allow it, then, after asking the lich about this formation, the soul of the other world quickly made a decision - it is indeed difficult to find a small thing that has been hidden, if it is only to be destroyed and moved - when the entire mountain peak is shaking and shattering, Could it be that rune disks that had to be kept within the spell's range so that they couldn't just be kept in a small room could really be unaffected? as soon as one rune disk stopped working, the others would be dimmed with it.

Although this is indeed a bit rude, and the soul of the other world is not 100% sure, after all, it is a mountain, not a sand table, but he is not without other ways, but it is slightly more troublesome...... He glanced at Asmodeos, and the hamster-like little devil twitched his nose unconsciously and walked away from the branch where he was perched.

Without the interference of the formation, it does not mean that Grenada's legion can drive straight in, after all, this is an evil lair that has been carefully built for nearly twenty years. The giants were soon re-erected with trebuchets inspired by the gold, orcs and humans steered the ballistas, spellcasters rose into the sky to throw spells under the cover of crossbow arrows and cobblestone, and some could be seen digging through the ruins, apparently to restore the circle to its entirety - and on the ground, the inability of the dinosaurs to gain a foothold on the narrow staircase was also a problem - and at this time, the dragontooth knights who had received the order were no longer in a hurry to fight for domination over the sky, but first cleared the lower part of the walled city. The shadow of the harpy-headed sphinx swept across the ground like lightning. Warlocks and mages with flames and lightning sparkle and jump on steps and corners, while those hiding in fortresses need to watch out for the poisonous mist and spellcasters' favors - "cleansing" like this may take three times in a row, if not to preserve the power of the mages and warlocks, but the souls of the other world don't need to be too "clean" He threw seeds that would take root and draw strips when they touched the ground, and the purple-red vines quickly stretched to every corner, the humans who were lucky enough not to be killed by the poisonous weapons and pets wailed, and an orc emerged from a crack that seemed impossible to accommodate him, with the tips of the vines stuck in his body, and the Grenadas were already aware that the vines were frantically sucking his flesh.

The vines spread unexpectedly fast, almost like flames, and they climbed up the broken paths, stairs, and fortresses, and almost touched the platform where the giants had set up trebuchets before they were stopped by the spells of the walled mages, and the place was only a few hundred feet from the tower, and it only took a few jumps for the dinosaurs to solve this small problem.

The vines formed a huge web, although the slope was still very steep, but the wrist-thick vines could fully bear the weight of the dinosaur and the knight, and their gaps could allow the dinosaur's claws to grip them tightly, and before that, Grenada's spellcasters threw spells, and the sudden drop in temperature made the vines' activity drop a lot, and even when the dinosaurs stepped on it, they only shook their tentacles slightly, and the mages of the walled cities wanted to do the same, but just controlling these vines would not solve their crisis, they also needed to throw flames to burn them, but the vines don't seem to be very afraid of the heat of the flames, and their branches and leaves will take a long time to scorch before they show the slightest sign of shrinking and blackening.

The only thing that can fight against the dragonclaw knights is the giant's cobblestone and the orc's crossbow, the soul of the other world turned his head and said a few words to the captain of the fourth sub-unit, the captain of the fourth sub-division showed a smile and flew into the air with the dimensional bag given to him by the black-haired dragonborn, the giant roared and looked up vigilantly, the trebuchet creaked, and was pushed in his direction by the giants, and the fourth sub-captain just took some of the things in the dimensional bag and handed them to the warlock behind him, the warlock muttered, and then his spell carried those things to the middle of the giants.

The giants ducked their heads to dodge, but the things didn't hurt too much, and one of the giants grabbed one of them in confusion, and then he realized that he was holding a gold coin. (To be continued.) )