Chapter 19 Facing the Enemy
There was a faint twilight at the entrance of the cave, and looking into the cave was like a heat wave on a torch that distorted things, a wonderful translucent magical energy.
Several mages in the formation immediately began to chant spells, and the mages of the Dharma Protector team at the front of the queue shouted, "Spell traps, don't cast spells!"
Unfortunately, the mage's simple chant was over, and the flame burst energy ball flew towards the entrance of the cave, and the mage of the Dharma Protector team immediately followed suit and chanted the spell. The energy ball did not explode as expected in the twilight, as if it had disappeared, and then, the twilight showed a strange change, from twilight to light red, under the attention of everyone, the color became darker and darker, and finally became a fire-like red, and after a burst of Yan zhΓ²ng twisted, several huge flame explosion energy balls flew out of the red and flew towards the caster.
The lethality and speed of the energy ball after the gathering of twilight are even more amazing, the mages have no time to dodge, seeing that the flame blast ball is about to hit the crowd, a pure white energy shroud envelops the mage group, the fire blast ball hits the energy shield and makes a "boom" sound, both energy dissipate in the air, it is the magic energy shield of the mage, but the energy it can withstand and the range of protection is far stronger than the spell cast by ordinary people.
"Spell out!" shouted one of the mages in the group of mages. Spell detection is a commonly used spell in spell attack, cracking the opponent's defensive spell, but the success rate depends on the ability gap between the two spellcasters, and it is difficult for mages with low energy to see through the opponent's defensive spells.
Several mages chanted together, and the white light shone directly into the twilight, stirring up a slight air current, and the twilight did not disappear, which only showed that the energy of the twilight's spellcaster was far above them. There was no response from the cave, and it was clear that this was a provocation by the Dark Elven mages, who used Twilight to despise the elven mages, laugh at the incompetence of the ground forces, and also use it to drain the energy of the ground mages.
The mage protector began to chant the spell, a slight murmur like a breeze under the moon, and the energy of his fingertips shone like starlight, until the last word of the spell, "pol!", a multicolored energy shot into the twilight, and the twilight conjured up colorful colors, like mixed colors in a palette, tangled with each other and infected each other, and finally mixed into a unified transparency, disappeared.
It was a morale-fighting battle, and the first round of spell attacks proved that both sides had at least one Grand Master-level mage, and there would be no one-sided spell battles in the ensuing battle. Biantris smiled strangely, "Tonight's battle will also affect the distribution of forces among the dark elves, we can't afford to lose", he looked at Mara, no longer in a flirtatious tone, but in a firm and unquestionable tone, "Cast the flaming sword on your companion", his face was so strict that it was impossible to refuse. Mara began to chant the Flame Sword, which is an enhancement spell that can greatly increase the level of a weapon for a short period of time.
The second round of attacks began, and various energy balls flew out of the cave entrance, hitting the surrounding guard soldiers, the soldiers covered the deadly parts with shields, and the ground mages also threw energy balls into the cave with colors, and the two sides just saluted with ritual spells.
Mara's spell was about to be chanted, Biantris took out some red powder from the spirit pattern bag and sprinkled it on the swords of Tarrant and Elliott, as soon as the spell was finished, fiery red flames roared from the sword, like a long torch, Tarrant whispered: "Mara, your flame sword energy is so strong?"
Mara looked surprised, "It's none of my business. The three of them looked at Biantris, and the poet laughed again, "Add some spices, the battle will start immediately, your sword needs to be upgraded to at least five-star energy, and bring some fire damage." β
The second round of attacks by the mages was coming to an end, and the soldiers in the first row had already been injured and replaced, and a new round of fighters stepped up, and the priest gave medical treatment to the wounded, and boosted the morale of the fighters and strengthened their defenses.
The "boom" sound of the cave mouth restarted, and locust-like dark elf soldiers poured out of the hole, their black armor shining blue under the reflection of torches, and the warriors on the ground also swarmed up, and the two wind waves slapped together.
Warren cried from the heights, "Return the filthy souls to the bosom of the abyss!" Warriors, charge!" The elven horns reverberated with shock, and every warrior saw death as home, and the sound of battle resounded through the sky, and they would sprinkle the earth with blood.
The battle officially began, the mages were no longer afraid of their heads, and beckoned their most powerful spells down, huge ice picks fell from the sky, and the flames exploded in the army of the dark elves, and the thunder and lightning rolled and tore in the crowd, but the armor of the dark elves was as solid as stones, firmly guarding the dark elves, and the long swords of the soldiers on the ground slashed through the armor of the dark elves but could not leave a trace of damage, it was equipment made of iron, and the long sword of the dark elves cut through the soldiers' shields with a sword, and the negotiations between the two melee forces were about to divide the victory and defeat.
The group of mages cast spells constantly, but they could not play a decisive role in the battle of the warriors. Tarrant began to get anxious, and as soon as the wall fell, the mages would be slaughtered, and the flames on his greatsword struggled like his heart, as if urging its master to satisfy his bloodthirsty desires.
Biantris pressed Tarrant, "Calm down, it's just begun, now we can take a closer look at the enemy's weaknesses." β
The Druid team watched the battle in front of them silently, completely out of the way, not even changing their posture, and the combination of tactics did not help. The fighting on the front line was extremely unfavorable to the Allied forces, the equipment gap caused the Allied forces to retreat, the soldiers' defenses were lightly breached, and the priest's healing efficiency was too late to recover.
A black energy ball landed in the center of the allied forces, and the team shouted: "Get out of the way!" After the black energy ball landed, it quickly diffracted a human figure, a huge female figure about twenty meters high, the black human figure opened its arms, took a deep breath and leaned back to the sky, and let out a loud roar from its throat, and the sound wave rolled along the ground for about ten meters, shaking all the soldiers in the range to death.
"Banshee's Wrath, a rare spell," Mara said, "is terrifying for an ordinary soldier to almost instantaneously die." β
The formation of soldiers was breached by the Banshee's Fury, and the line of defense was immediately broken like a levee, and the Dark Elf soldiers poured into the breach like a flood, and the situation got worse and worse. The soldiers of the second column went forward to fill the gap, the second column was mainly composed of adventurers, the individual ability was better than the soldiers, and it was quickly filled after the destruction of the soldiers' formation, and the dark elves between the first and second columns were surrounded in the middle of the circle, and the spells of the mages were more effective to cast, and a carving death spell exploded in the middle of the dark elves, and the earthy yellow energy spread in the circular area like dust, transpiring any water energy encountered.
Although the skin of the dark elves has been effectively honed in the underground world for thousands of years, and has a strong resistance to elemental magic, there is nothing to do about the carving of death, which is effective and deadly to almost all creatures on the continent. The water in the body of the dark elf soldier was evaporated by magic, and the whole body lost its mechanism adjustment, and before the second column of soldiers could fight, the body had slowly fallen to the ground like a withered flower, and the body in the armor became a mummy, and the remaining dark elf soldiers were quickly wiped out under the surroundment.
Warren gave a command to the group of archers on the high ground, and the archers in the rear marched forward in unison, pulling the bowstrings, and the converted profession silently chanted the spell with energy on the arrows, and as Warren Katana swords were Ξ suffocated, Ξ± was tired of Kang Mu saw Tan Suo Suo Macker Kan Lang Lang Zhu Qian
After a few rounds of rain of arrows, the charge of the dark elves slowed down greatly, the soldiers' sharpness was greatly reduced, the attack weakened, and the overseers shouted from the mouth of the cave. The Dark Elves live in the underworld, and due to the small space, very few people practice archery, so they do not have archers in their army, and they suffer slightly in the war on the ground, but they have powerful mages, which are comparable to the long-range attacks of archers.
The dark elf mages in the rear quickly caught up with the rhythm and cast a large area of archery, creating a wall of qi around the dark elf soldiers, and the forms of those dark elves became blurred in the field of vision of the ranged shooters, unable to accurately hit the vital point. A white mist rose between the two arrays, greatly affecting the vision of the archers and mages in the rear, almost separating the front from the bow array, and all kinds of will spells were thrown to the rear, causing the archers' formation to change greatly.
After several rounds of twists and turns, there was no decisive victory, the dark elf soldiers rekindled their fighting spirit under the protection of spells, and launched a second round of group charges against the soldier array, the first team of the allied forces was immediately damaged, and the lag of the army soldiers in equipment could only play a role in delaying time, and they had completed their mission.
The queue composed of adventurers arrived forward, their equipment was more sophisticated, there was not much gap with the Xun Iron of the Dark Elves, and the weapons also came with magical abilities, which could break through the armor defense of the Dark Elves, and because of the usual adventures, the second queue was like a stone wall, buffering the attack, and the two arrays rushed against each other and could not instantly distinguish the winner or loser.
A dull yellow light flashed over the adventurer's head, like a star hovering overhead, and it quickly extended the light to both sides, and then straight down to the ground, turning into a door, and the ground began to shake slightly.
"Let's start playing for real, the Dark Elves have been working on the summoning technique of summoning demons, and this is one of their achievements", Biantris squinted at the summoning door, "Let's see how strong the demons are." β
As the ground shook, a large, dry, blood-red giant claw stretched out and grabbed the side of the summoning door, and the adventurer exclaimed in surprise to leave the location of the summoning door, and even the dark elf soldiers retreated from the summoning door, leaving a clearing between the two arrays. In the summoning door, another giant claw was also caught, both claws were forced at the same time, a giant beast struggled to get up from the abyss, a huge roar came out of the door, a terrifying, extremely aesthetically lacking beast head gradually revealed, resembling a standing giant lizard, its fangs protruded, its entire body also appeared, a pair of wings waved a strong air current, when its feet stretched out of the summoning door and stepped to the ground, the ground made people feel a slight vibration, the adventurer's array moved as a whole, they already lacked the courage to fight the demons.
The blood-red demon stepped out of the summoning door with its whole body, it flapped its wings behind its back, opened its arms and roared, undoing the influence of the plane, and its blood-red eyes stared at the warrior on the ground, it was looking for the summoner.
The mage array gathered the target of the attack on the demon, a meteor storm sprayed from the mage's fingertips to the demon's head, the demon stood on the ground and did not move, the energy balls had hit the face like hail, the demon roared, his eyes stayed sharply on the spellcaster, his eyes were like a blood-red abyss tightly encircling the other party, making people shudder, under the gaze of the demon, the mage screamed, blood gushed out, and fell straight down.
"The demon's gaze, the demon's ability to transmit energy through its eyes, will completely defeat the will of the watcher," the poet explains, "and be careful not to look at it when confronting, or you will be like the mage." β
In the battle method team at the front of the mage formation, the warrior plunged a two-handed sword into the ground vertically and sat down, "Are they still at this level, it seems that there will be no decent plane demons, let's look forward to those guys." β
The Grand Grandmaster-level mage said, "It's just a summoning technique of the Charge, and their Sect Mother hasn't made a move yet, don't slacken." Her tone had a strange accent, and Tarrant immediately recognized that it was an elven accent, and that under the cloak was an elven mage.
The demon received the summoner's command, and opened fire on the adventurer, the giant claw pressed on the target next to him, a warrior used his shield to resist the demon's giant claw, but the giant claw pressed directly to the ground without resistance, the body was like a burst tomato, blood sprinkled to the adventurers around, and one of the adventurers closest to the demon shouted: "We lost! Lost! This is impossible!" He frantically threw away his weapon and ran backwards.
He has collapsed, and the death of his teammates in battle or the discovery of a gap in strength can cause extreme frustration and a fatal blow to the will that will make people lose the courage to continue fighting, which requires a morale boost to prevent this from happening. The horn of excitement sounded from the high ground, the sound of blood filled the battlefield, the adventurer let out a cry, and the two warriors rushed forward against the demon.
A mage recited a long list of ancient sayings, the dazzling white light fell on the heads of the dark elf soldiers, the white light poured into a gate composed of light and shadow, a long sword held by a giant arm stretched out, the demon turned to look at the opposite door, a winged angel jumped out of the door, the long sword in the angel's hand swept, the dark elf soldiers fell to all directions like falling leaves, the angel wings waved, and the air flow blew the soldiers behind him dozens of meters. The demon's bloody eyes stared at the angel and roared to meet it, and the angel also waved his long sword and rushed towards the demon, the two tall figures fought each other, and the ant-like formation on the ground was also strangled together with the two forces.
Another dark yellow light appeared in front of the mage array, the abyss gate reopened, and a demon came to the ground along the gate, the mage array was in a commotion, and the warrior sitting cross-legged on the ground stood up with the hilt of his sword and shouted: "Keep casting spells, I'll deal with this trouble!"
The demon looked down at the ground, its bloody eyes resting on the warrior in front of it, and the mage chanted the spiritual realm for the warrior. The warrior drew his two-handed sword and took off his cloak, his face was painted with brilliant colors, like a mysterious totem, he looked directly at the demon with his eyes, and said softly: "Good warm-up." β
The willpower of the person who dared to look directly in front of the demon was extraordinary, and Tarrant was more than ten meters away from the demon, and was also shocked by the violence emanating from the demon, but the poet seemed to be accustomed to this kind of scene, and still had nothing to do with himself.
Elliott whispered, "Shall we hold on?"
The poet smiled: "You can move, if you have faith." As soon as the words fell, the demon slapped his chest hard, and a "rumble" sounded, and the momentum was like thunder in a violent wind, which made people's hearts tremble, and Elliott lost no time in adding, "Stick to your post." β
The warrior in front of the demon did not change his face, this is the biggest provocation for the demon, it roared angrily and grabbed the giant claw to the warrior, at the moment of touching the warrior moved a step to the right, the giant claw rubbed from the side and pressed to the ground, the warrior giant sword slashed hard, cut off a giant finger beside him, dark red blood sprayed out, the demon giant claw swept over, the warrior had no room to dodge, could only jump on the giant claw, stabbed into the demon's wrist, the demon reversed the giant claw painfully, the warrior fell to the ground, did not wait to stop a sprint on the demon's right leg and slashed, the demon could not stand firm, knelt on the ground, his wings slid down and waved a puff of dustγ
The warrior jumped back to the mage's side, "I haven't moved for too long, I'm not used to it." β
The demon supported the ground with his arms, stood up again, and rushed towards the warrior with a limp, in order to avoid disrupting the mage's formation, the warrior rushed forward in a hurry, and when the demon's giant claw rose, the warrior threw the giant sword over with all his might, towards the demon's chest, and when the demon raised the giant claw just now, its chest was completely exposed to the opponent.
The two-handed sword hit the demon's heart impartially, it roared and pulled out its two-handed sword and threw it to the ground, opening its arms to encircle the warrior, the wound in its chest expanded with its attack, the blood gushed out like a floodgate, and before the arms could be closed, the demon had collapsed to the ground, and the last breath slowly exhaled from its flat nose.
The warrior calmly walked to the demon's side, picked up the two-handed sword on the ground, and rubbed the blood on the demon's body, the battle just now seemed to him to be as easy as a trot.
"Do you know the warrior?" Tarrant shifted his gaze from the warrior to the poet.
"I haven't seen it," the poet was a little surprised, he expected that it would take some time to defeat the demon, and it would not be so easy, "I didn't notice the arrival of the two of them, I really didn't expect it." β
"The demon is like a stake that he can ravage at will," Elliott lamented.
The poet looked coldly at the corpse of the demon, "Although it is an ordinary demon, but ...... His power is above mine. β
"Beyond the power of the demigods?" Tarrant seized the rare opportunity to tease the poet.
"There are many capable people on the continent, and it is very common to surpass and be surpassed", Biantris said, "Not to mention that the continent has been peaceful for so long, and many gods are no longer willing to be lonely, leaving a god seed in the mortal world." β
Mara, who was on the side, listened to the conversation between the two and asked suspiciously, "Beyond the demigods?"
The teammates didn't know the identity of Biantris' spokesperson, and Tarrant was about to explain, when the poet whispered, "It's not time to chat, our work starts right away." β
"What?" Mara was even more confused.
Without warning, the warrior beside the demon also said, "The battle has begun. β
"I smell them," Biantris suddenly realized, "the demons are just a front to cover their tracks, and now it's the official attack, they're coming." β
"Flying fish masquerade", the warrior said a strange term......