Elemental Pool Launched!

Start Core Energy!

Activate Vibranium Energy Protection!

Turn on Charge Mode!

The huge elemental pool at the bottom of the mage tower frantically sucked the magic elements in the air, forming a siphon effect in the sky above the peak, and the entire sky turned upside down, from the peak to a height of thousands of meters, forming a huge spectacle like a dragon absorbing water.

It's a pity that this mage tower still lacks a decent high-quality soul crystal to sit in, so it can only be forced to use artificial intelligence from the earth to manage it.

Compared with the fusion of soul crystal spells that have been passed down for thousands of years on this continent, artificial intelligence lacks some kind of coordination. The leapfrog connection between magic and technology is still not lubricated enough. The operation of the whole system lacks a certain kind of finger-like and blended taste.

"Charged!"

The voice of the artificial intelligence remembered in the sea of consciousness, interrupting Arthur's thoughts.

The next moment!

Rumble!

It's like a supernova explosion, and countless rays of light and missiles fly out of the mage tower, drawing thousands of rays and trajectories in the air!

The wonder of this moment! Just like that little poem, thousands of trees bloom on the night of the east wind!

The whole sky is lit up by this splendid spectacle!

But this dazzling spectacle is full of murderous intent.

The Imperial Mages and their apprentices at the summit, almost every one of them is cared for by hundreds of beams, which is the ultimate secret technique of modern military technology from the Marvel Universe Earth, the Saturation Attack.

No matter how powerful the protection was, it could not be resisted at this moment, and the strength of everyone's magical defense was pushed to the limit.

Then, at the top of the peak, you only see that one after another the mage shields around them suddenly burst into light, giving birth to a fixed point, and then, like flowers blooming one after another, emitting perhaps the brightest light in their lives, and then bursting open.

And the mage apprentices who followed them didn't even have the most basic mage shield, and they were melted in such a saturation attack in an instant.

Even the mages who were lucky enough to escape this catastrophe had to face the subsequent missile tracking, with hundreds or thousands of missiles of various models shuttling back and forth at the summit, like swarms of swarms chasing the mages who were constantly teleporting in space.

Then one after another bloomed in the air.

Savile, as the only high-level mage among those present, also suffered the most artillery locks, and before he could react, he was attacked by secret beam cannons and armor-piercing shells, and the whole person was like a supernova, blooming with the brightest brilliance.

Thankfully, his shield was strong.

The carefully cultivated representatives of these big families each have enough life-saving magic weapons on their bodies.

Then you can see that the earrings, staffs, and mage robes on this guy's body burst open one after another in the light, releasing one high-level protection spell after another.

Mage Armor, Fire Shield, Secondary Offset Field, Spell Nullification Enchantment...... The number of protective spells and the tightness of the means of protection are jaw-dropping.

But all useless under the saturation attack of Arthur's mage tower.

One spell after another spell energy was destroyed by the powerful attack brute force, and finally, at the moment when all the spell protection energy he released was exhausted, the huge ring on his finger finally burst in time, it was a mandatory space gate, a top-level sixth-level spell, which could tear open a spatial crack in any place in an instant, and teleport to any place ten kilometers away.

Savile's almost transparent body, illuminated by the blinding light, disappeared in the encirclement and teleported out.

Those flying homing missiles that had locked him turned sharply in mid-air, as if they had entered a standstill in an instant, the data link of the mage tower was running wildly, and the central core intelligence had locked on Saville's life characteristics, connecting the endless eyes in the air, forming an entire three-dimensional tracking data link...... Then, all the missiles in the air collectively made a beautiful turn in unison, turned around and flew somewhere in the night,

A few seconds later, somewhere in the north, a little brilliant spark burst out in the dark night, and in the distance it seemed like a terrible scream came,

"Arthur! You give me a memory. ”

However, at this time, Arthur had no heart to pay attention to his deserter.

The battle below the valley is also coming to an end.

The battle in the valley has been forcibly reversed since the Dwarven Kings Thorin and Groot joined.

The rebel side that was originally pressed and beaten in the valley suddenly increased its combat power with the addition of Groot, although there were only a few left, and the number of people may only be one-tenth of the original, but it burst out with incredible combat power.

The muscles of each of these warriors of the strongest faith swelled like balloons, and their faces were bloody and hideous, and they howled and rushed towards the Noxians.

Even the most fearless barbarians of the race could not withstand such an onslaught.

What's more, they were also being flanked by the Shield Guardian Legion guards of the Dwarven King Thorin at the same time.

The arrival of Groot's ancient giant-like size made the situation even worse.

He didn't even make much effort, but after carrying his special house-sized hammer and sweeping back and forth through the crowd a few times, the barbarian completely collapsed.

Yes, the barbarians will also be defeated. Their formations were crumbled, torn apart like rags by the back and forth onslaught of the dwarven shield defenders, Groot. I can only gather together one by one, shoulder to back, dying.

But they did not surrender completely, and according to the tradition of the barbarians, they are now seeking a glorious death.

"Let them surrender!"

The Dwarven King Thorin was relieved at this point, put down his Storm Hammer, tossed it to a loyal guard, and leisurely walked over to Sebastian who was binding his wounds.

The two of them are old acquaintances.

A few years ago, the Northern Legion was in charge of connecting with the dwarves, and it was often Sebastian who was in charge, who was originally a beautiful aristocratic boy who has now grown into a predator.

Although this battle was won, his resistance army had almost completely collapsed, and the military camp in the valley was ravaged by the meteor shower summoned by the imperial mages, and almost half of the warriors died in their sleep, while the remaining warriors died in the battle of Taniguchi afterward.

At this moment, the Northern Legion of the former Principality of Roses has completely become a thing of the past.

And even the remaining more than 100 people were all wounded, and the reason why they still insisted on fighting was because of their bitter hatred and blood to support them.

Sebastian looked at the barbarian warriors who were at the end of their rope in the field, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes:

"No, let's respect their choice! You see, they have no will to surrender. ”

"And we don't need prisoners!"

Thorin was shocked, his gaze swept over the remaining wounded rebel soldiers behind Sebastian and knew his choice.

They all knew that while Noxus was still occupying the north, it was impossible for these warlike barbarians to truly surrender, their tribes and families were under the rule of the Empire, and they had to offer their loyalty to the Empire.

In this case, even if they surrendered, they would only become slaves. This is even more like death for the proud barbarians.

And more importantly, there is hatred, today Sebastian's warriors are almost all wiped out, and such a sea of blood feud can only be cleansed with more blood.

Therefore, these remnants of the barbarians must die.

An account must be given to these dead people.

Thorin snorted, no longer thinking about such a question, and immediately changed the subject:

"Then what are you going to do in the future?"

He had already told Sebastian the outs of the Montenegrin dwarves about their upcoming alliance with Zaun.

As a leader of a dwarven clan, he has a long-term vision, he knows the limitations of the dwarven race, and he wants to win over this young human general to become his subordinate.

After years of cooperation, he understood that this excellent general of the human race, whether it was ability or character quality, was lacking in the dwarf race, and the black mountain dwarf race needed to continue to develop and really enter the stage of the continent, so it was necessary to constantly accept more elites of other races.

But Sebastian did not answer him,

"Let's talk about it!"

He looked beyond the dwarven king's figure behind him, where a figure in mage robes was walking towards them.