"Grab a few coalition soldiers, and I can force them to do anything—anything. Muhadi told the cavalry officer, "Quick, we're running out of time." ”

The officer quickly assessed the situation and gave orders to his opponent. "Capture a few captives, they will be alive!"

The lizard cavalry were also good at raiding, and soon captured three living people. Three seemingly capable warriors, the Psychic Mancer felt that he was lucky.

Three young men, Muhadi could feel the fear in their hearts, the thoughts of their family and lover welling up in their hearts, their regrets and their anger. The psychic warlock mercilessly ignores these parts of humanity, and uses psionic energy to implant hints in the depths of the other person's heart.

"That's done," Muhadi told the cavalry officer. "I gave them a hint that these people would be brave enough to rush to the back of the centipede and attack the crevices between the crusts of the centipede. We forced it to burrow into the ground, and then I took the opportunity to attack the centipede's head. ”

Time was pressing, and the officer did not hesitate, and immediately ordered to do as the psychic man commanded. But Muhadi noticed that he was unconsciously moving away from him, and the hand holding the reins was raised to his chest, small gestures that showed that his subconscious sense of defensiveness had increased. Psychic abilities often make ordinary people feel terrified.

The cavalry officer who led the team, as a former Templar and also had some magic items, took out a bottle of fiery gel and handed it to the three people who had been implanted with hints, and then divided a team of cavalry to block the battlefield and delay the enemy's regrouping.

Under the influence of the depth suggestion ability, the three captives fanatically regarded the giant centipede as an enemy, and the only thought left in their minds was to climb on the monster's back and attack to death.

Luckily, the Megilot lizards don't have a sense of smell, so the foul-smelling venom spewed out by the monster has little effect on them. Since they were camping, the cavalry and infantry of the coalition forces were mixed together, and it took a long time to assemble. Before the other party could react, the Lizard Knight squad charged towards the crowded place several times, hitting many enemies on their backs. War cries and screams in various languages came and went, and masked samurai were busy killing and being killed.

The other knights are trying to attract the attention of the big centipede, but luckily the insect monsters are generally not very intelligent, and only know how to kill the enemies in front of them. Therefore, these knights were able to take advantage of the degree advantage to keep their distance, and at the same time create opportunities for the three captives who had hinted at them.

Muhadi carefully controlled his position while observing the movement of the giant centipede. As arthropods, centipedes are considered close relatives of insects. And according to what Psychic Warlocks know from Earth, the body wall muscles of arthropods are much more efficient than the skeletal muscles of animals. For example, the most inconspicuous ant can carry heavy objects dozens of times its own weight. But this high efficiency is based on their relatively small size, because of their small size, their heat dissipation efficiency and material exchange efficiency can reach such an astonishing height. If an insect were to be enlarged in equal proportions, according to common sense on Earth, its exoskeleton should be crushed by its own body weight.

So seeing such a huge desert centipede moving flexibly, Muhadi was still very interested. A simple arithmetic shows that for every tenfold increase in the size of the body, the volume increases to a thousandfold. The structural strength of arthropods is determined by the cross-sectional area of their exoskeleton, and in the case of a tenfold increase in the body, the cross-sectional area increases only a hundredfold. _ Then to ensure that it does not collapse on its own, then its bone strength should also increase tenfold.

The body of this centipede is more than a hundred times larger than the common species on the earth, so in other words, if it is similar to the body structure of the earth centipede, then its bone strength should be a hundred times that of its cousins on the earth, and this terrifying exoskeleton is impossible to penetrate.

Muhathir thought a lot, but in reality it was only in a blink of an eye. As the wind struck, the Psychic Sorcererer's mount jumped five feet to the left, dodging one of the centipede's attacks while continuing to observe the enemy. There it was! A sudden thought struck him, and the psychic warlock couldn't help but get excited.

Muhadi remembered that he had seen on Earth that the muscle system of centipedes was similar to that of Diptera insects, and some of the muscles were asynchronous muscles, characterized by the fact that the frequency of contractions was irrelevant to the frequency of nerve impulses. In addition, he remembered that the limb movements of this myriapod were not controlled by the brain, but more precisely, by the ganglia on each limb.

This explains why the limb control abilities that are effective against humanoids have little effect on insects, because the method of action is completely wrong! Muhadi instantly came up with a way to attack the monster, at this time the three implied captives were trying to grab the fragments of the cobwebs and crawl onto the centipede's back, two were thrown off by the crazy shaking, and only one did.

This bought Muhadi a bit of time, especially since the last captive to climb onto the centipede's back happened to be the one with the fiery glue. There was a loud bang, and the fiery glue exploded, and a large area of carapace behind the captive and the giant centipede was sunk into flames.

The flame-forced centipede bent down and rolled, loosening its attack on those around it. Muhadi ventured into range of the monster on the Megilot lizard, concentrating until his brain ached and his forehead was sweating.

The psionic energy forms an invisible sharp knife that attacks the giant centipede's nervous system. It didn't go well at first, and it took a while for Muhati to find the other's neural signatures, but then it was much smoother. While feeling the pulsation of the centipede's central nervous system, he found all the ganglia on the other side's limbs.

Once again, the soldiers of the coalition army organized and approached from all sides. Muhadi calmed down and began to show his abilities.

Manipulating limbs, as its name suggests, is the ability to control a creature's limbs. It is especially effective against warriors with no mental protection, and it is also effective against fledgling, inexperienced young mages. You can take advantage of the opponent's spell to pull his tongue with his hand, destroying the body and language components, and the spell will inevitably fail and cause backlash.

Muhadi attacked the ganglia and seized control of half of the centipede's body. Countless pairs of short feet sticking out of hundreds of limbs began to shake hysterically, and even became entangled together. The monster's muscles received the amount of chaotic nerve signals, and the table came out with irrepressible convulsions and spasms.

Unfortunately, insects don't have hearts, otherwise muscle spasms would have paralyzed its heart and died, Muhadi thought. But the situation was ideal enough, and the monster couldn't stop them. "That's it!" he shouted to the cavalry officer.

When the officer saw the giant centipede falling, he mustered up the courage to roar angrily, and rushed straight to the monster, slashing a green compound eye with a single sword. The yellow slurry splattered the officer, and with his murderous expression, he looked particularly strong.

There were enemies all around, about four or five hundred, and the officers ordered to cut off the heads of their own dead first, and then break through the siege. Muhadi was puzzled for a moment, and then immediately relieved, this was to prevent the enemy from resurrecting the corpse, or using magic such as soul searching to torture the dead.

"Re-line!" the officer commanded his subordinates to form a dense formation, himself and Muhadi standing at the very edge. "Charge!"

The lizards obeyed the order and shot like arrows. But this time the coalition also had cavalry, lizards against horses, spears against scimitars, and two torrents collided together.

At least half of the spears snapped off the enemy's armor or shield at the moment of the exchange, and the lizard knight, who had lost his spear, pulled out his scimitar and continued to slash. The scene was intense and bloody, the sand became slippery from the blood, and from time to time someone was killed by another enemy because of a knife stuck in the bone.

Ignoring the fact that some of the fast-moving cavalry in front of him were still fighting with the enemy, Muhadi concentrated on releasing a shockwave, and the surging psychic power was transformed into real energy, crushing the entangled riders and clearing a wide passage.

"Breakout!"

Seizing the gap in this moment, the cavalry desperately rushed through the gap, and Muhadi and most of the knights rushed through. The people behind were not so lucky, and suddenly a fireball flew diagonally, blowing up the knights at the last of the palace. The enemy Templars also arrived.

The impact of the fireball explosion pushed Muhathir and his mount forward. The Megilot lizard jumped up and down, alternating on all fours, and with each kick it brought up a large patch of sand, and in a moment it ran out of a large section, shaking off its pursuers.

The Psychic Warlock looked back at the battlefield, and the flames and rolling sand filled the air, and the smell of blood and fireworks in the air, the smell of death, made people excited and eager to try.

Several coalition cavalry caught up, but they did not dare to approach, just kept their distance and continued to watch.

The surviving soldiers looked at Muhadi with a little more fear, and the latter felt as if he had a new understanding of the way of psionic energy after this battle, and the techniques and effects of using supernatural abilities were stronger than before.

Several other detachments of cavalry also returned, some with heavy losses, and had not been able to destroy the enemy's trebuchet. There were also those with few losses, such as the team led by King Taicien himself, which was fully loaded and did not even have a single casualty. Dealing with the giant centipede, the king simply performed a dabikia death technique with ease, steaming the monster's internal organs from the inside.

Camilla's team didn't have any losses, and she still led the team directly to charge the cavalry troops of the coalition army. The druids didn't know what to do, so they frightened the enemy's horses and the Grey Scaly Bird out of control. The horses rushed everywhere, throwing their master off his back, causing widespread chaos. She used even more magic to deal with the giant centipede, using some kind of powder to make the giant centipede go berserk, attacking the coalition soldiers, and destroying the trebuchet and a giant siege tower.

The massive siege towers topple down, crushing a few unlucky slower runners into meat sauce. The trapped soldiers inside the siege tower fled from the firing platform, like a swarm of ants eager to escape the corpse of the behemoth.

The knights retreated to Tyre in an orderly manner, and a counterattack from the coalition forces followed.

Enraged High Templars sent their most elite minions to tear to shreds enemies who dared to provoke them. Mixed with low-ranking Templars and blasphemer mages, they prepared to blast down the gates with their spells.

The scene of the next life is unforgettable for the survivors.

On the city walls, rows of circular metal lids were opened one after the other. The lids were bulky, looking like they were feet thick, and were clearly made of metal. Each metal lid was more than a dozen feet in diameter, and when it was opened, a dazzling light shot out of the large circular hole.

Shatiri built these magic cannons, based on the magical notes left behind by Karak. Each cannon needs a mage to drive it. During the battle, the mages would stay inside the cannon body, their bodies in large shapes, and their limbs bound to the clamps to prevent them from injuring themselves from extreme pain.

The magic array carved into the inside of the magic cannon draws on the mage's mana and gathers great power. When the cannon door is opened and the cannon body comes into contact with the outside world, every mage will feel a violent and irrepressible feeling of vomiting, arm cramps, and unconscious twitching of both legs. The magic array relentlessly extracted its power, and its body was overwhelmed, but its consciousness was still roaring. Does it break down during the shot? Does the magic backfire? Fortunately, all thoughts calm down when shooting.

Mana was transformed into pure power, and the mage could no longer think about anything, and his consciousness was depleted. A dazzling blue light that dared to compete with the bright sun shot out of the cannon, accurately concentrated in the place where the coalition forces were densely gathered.

This is the magic cannon, this is the wrath of Tyr, the burning will of this nascent city. Like the flames of hell, seventy times the flame of mortal world, it will burn up a qiē rebellion.

Anyone who looks directly at the light of the cannon will burn their retina and deprive them of their vision for a short time. A qiē creature hit head-on will be vaporized in less than a hundredth blink of an eye, and the sand beneath their feet will melt in the heat, forming a white, glassy solid.

For the mage in the barrel, when firing, the body seems to melt, and all the senses disappear together. It wasn't until a shot was fired that the body recovered. The first thing to recover is the sense of smell, then the sense of taste, and a bitterness in the mouth. If he still had the strength, the mage would have smiled at the pain because he had survived.

Coolant is injected into the chamber after the shot, and a pungent chemical smell permeates the small space. But no mage would complain about this, as the liquid kept the temperature of the chamber so that he wouldn't be reduced to ashes as well. Even the clamps that held his limbs in place seemed so kind, and the restraint on his legs and feet reminded him that his body was still intact.

The heavy cannon door was closed again, and the mage could take advantage of this break to rest and recover himself. Because thirty seconds later, it will be another shot.

The coalition forces outside the city who wanted to retaliate only saw the dazzling light of the magic cannon, and then they were vaporized. The remaining enemies were silent, terrified by the inhuman power.

Even the Three Witch Kings, who claimed to be gods, shivered like humans. "Retreat," said the Witch King Hamanu, "form a formation on the back side of the great sand dunes, avoiding this weapon." ”

He then turned to two of his own kind. "Maybe we're going to show up a little earlier than expected. ”

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