Chapter One Hundred and Nine: Stormwind's Revenge

"Then what to do!", the old mage looked at the middle-aged man on the hospital bed, he was the leader of the entire Stormwind City, and he could command the soldiers stationed in seven kingdoms at the same time, and his status was not in any way below the king of the Gale Wind Kingdom.

How could such an eloquent character be destroyed by a small germ.

"Dark Grey Mage Tower, have you heard of it?"

"Of course!", as a mage, of course he knew that the Dark Gray Mage Tower was the third force in the Gale Kingdom, and he discovered the ruins of Roland in the Ogre Canyon half a year ago, but unfortunately it ended up being a wedding dress in Stormwind City.

"The Dark Ash Mage Tower now has a plague skeleton on hand, which can also carry out a contagion, but the effect is not so strong, and it is not so fast, I heard that they ordered this skeleton from a lord named Li Zhenshu!"

"Li Zhenshu?", the Stormwind City Lord's faint voice was full of surprise, and now, no one was more familiar with the name than him.

The red-robed priest nodded, "Yes, I am good friends with the Lord of the Dark Gray Mage Tower, I specially heard him introduce this kind of skeleton, I heard that there are three kinds, plague skeletons, blasting skeletons, corrosive skeletons, these skeletons are all concocted by potions for a long time, or sealed in the fungus chamber to achieve the plague effect, and this Lord Li Zhenshu, the technology in refining these skeletons should be very mature!"

The Storm City Lord's nerves were twitching all over his body, he didn't know this information at all, looking at the few stewards in the distance, there was still all the information on Li Zhenshu and Jade Ridge on the table.

The introduction of Li Zhenshu is just that he can summon some of the simplest skeletons, and his own strength is insignificant.

You must know that he has already mastered three terrifying skeleton products, and he will not rashly send troops to fight the idea of Emerald Ridge.

It's too late now!

"Your Excellency, I use the power of the city lord to request the use of the magic crystal cannon!", the Stormwind City Lord felt a deep tremor in his heart, under his nose, there was such a terrifying enemy.

In less than half a year, the influence has spread throughout the wasteland.

The plague skeletons under its control only need a few dozen to be thrown into Stormwind.

The city would be in ruins in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the necromancer is an enemy of the Holy See, and the priest's purification can drive out the plague, but for this kind of skeleton that has been mixed with potions, it is not under the plague at all.

There is only one solution, potions to restrain these germs.

This transcendence of something beyond magic was terrifying to the lord of the city, accustomed to the power of magic.

Such a person already has the means to destroy Stormwind, and sending his own legion will not help at all.

Five hundred, even fifty thousand, in the face of the plague, is a kind of hypocrisy.

They simply don't have experts in virus prevention.

"City Lord, the magic crystal cannon is a weapon of war, and it can't be used casually!"

"Can I still not know, now is the war, immediately upload my order, target Jade Ridge, don't leave a single grain of sand for me!"

The old mage felt the wrath of the Stormwind Lord, and could even feel the pain of his illness, but he didn't know the fear in the Stormwind Lord's heart.

The terrifying magic appeared above the storm city wall, and the magic crystal cannon that had been quiet for several years rumbled and turned, and the long cannon body pointed straight at the sky, slowly turning, aiming at the agate wasteland.

"That's in the direction of Smye City!", everyone looked at each other, could it be that Stormwind City took the initiative to start an orc war.

Everyone was puzzled, every year it was the hungry orcs who took the initiative to attack them, the purpose was to rob the human race of the abundant food, and the orcs were barren and human, and humans were not interested in it at all.

When everyone was inexplicable, the magic crystal cannon carried a brilliant brilliance, passed through the Great Agate Wasteland, and bombarded directly towards the ground.

All the bandits, looking at this brilliant brilliance in unison, felt the energy that destroyed the world and the earth, which was why they were most afraid of Stormwind City.

It only takes one shot to uproot their bandit tribe.

Rumble!

The red storm burrowed into the ground, and the terrifying waves of sand and earth splashed in all directions like the tide of the sea, and the wind and waves of the cannon explosions swept around like a violent wind.

The goal!

No one thought, or even dared to think, that Stormwind was not bombarding Smye, but just a newly rising territory in the wasteland.

Bolangsha Flamingo felt such a terrifying wave of magic power, and he understood that Emerald Ridge was completely finished.

In Smai City, it was in a state of complete alert at the moment, and the reddish-brown shield wrapped the entire city, and on Nolan's side, it was the holy order sacrifice of the entire beast clan in the famous town.

A middle-aged general of the Tagore royal family, completely replacing Nolan's command position, the Rhine soldiers, the Tagore soldiers, and the bull-headed soldiers, drilled out of the various hiding holes and entered the defensive positions.

Wolf and the Jaguar riders are ready to reunite.

The slack city of Smai instantly became a fortress controlled by the orc legions.

There was only one reason, Stormwind's magic crystal cannon was activated.

But soon, they watched inexplicably as the magic crystal energy sank in the center of the wasteland, not attacking the city of Smai at all.

"Where is it?", Tagore's leader asked suspiciously, the magic crystal cannon is not a cannonball, it consumes pure magic crystal energy, which is the most scarce energy source.

Nolan sighed, "It's Emerald Ridge, a territory that has just been established in the wasteland!", she didn't understand how it could be shelled by the magic crystal.

At this moment, all the eyes on the wasteland were staring at the brilliant cannonball, and after seeing that the target was the Emerald Ridge, they sighed in unison.

Especially those bandit leaders, Emerald Ridge binds their interests, and once this force is destroyed, then their share together will become cannon fodder.

Without the central point of the transit station, they must be reduced to the days of robbing houses and houses, and the forces under their command will naturally be dispersed at that time.

In a few years, the wasteland will be back in a situation of small bandits.

But there is no way to do it, Li Zhenshu, who is not good to provoke, but provokes Stormwind City.

No other force in the wasteland can stand up to this behemoth.

The leader of Tagore frowned, "How is that possible?"

It was indeed impossible, after the first magic crystal blow, another brilliant light rose from Stormwind City, and the terrifying magic power was as transparent as the bright moon.

Rumble!

The mushroom cloud exploded, and it was Emerald Ridge again!

Nolan frowned, Stormwind City is crazy, or is the magic crystal worthless, a small territory, one magic crystal strike is not enough? Even an orc fortress like Smai City, the shield can only withstand a dozen consecutive magic crystal strikes.

But soon, another shot, another shot.

Three, four, five, seven, nine!

One magic crystal blow after another, almost numb these powerful beings.

It is even tempting to suspect that Stormwind City's magic crystal cannon must have failed, and a full ten magic crystal strikes!

Everyone was terrified, Emerald Ridge was completely gone.

Ten rounds!

Able to directly wipe out the entire Agate Great Wasteland with ten great bandit tribes.

What kind of deep hatred is this, to use such a terrifying, such a number of magic crystals to strike!

Everything finally quieted down, and the terrifying magic crystal blow melted the soil of the entire Emerald Ridge, and the ground sank straight into more than ten meters.

Bones, corpses, railroad tracks, arch stones, burrows!

Everything that Emerald Ridge had established at the beginning had all turned into powder under the blow of a hundred magic crystals.

Only a dozen miles of rolling melt land was left, and the hot temperature was like boiling water, gurgling and boiling.

Emerald Ridge, there is no scum left!

That's the price of offending Stormwind!

The Lord of Stormwind lay on the bed, looking at the image that the painter had just burned from the center of the wasteland, and slowly closed his eyes.

He was not reconciled!

I am not willing to be killed by this little virus!