The sound of "clanging" was incessant, and the dagger kept falling to the ground like broken weeds. On closer inspection, these short swords were broken into two pieces, and they no longer had their original sharp and strong texture.

This dagger is not only smeared with poison, but also a treasure that sharpens iron like clay, and Gletchev can intercept so many short swords, and his martial arts are even more astonishing!

The general clenched the steel knife in his hand tightly, and finally regained a trace of reason from the anger he was full of just now, and he suddenly thought: this is not the time to settle accounts with Gretchev, an old bastard, let alone avenge the death of the eldest prince.

It's for the thousands of brothers from the south to find a glimmer of life from this dead end and earn a way out!

And the key to breaking the game is undoubtedly the Grievous the Great who can't move while sitting in a chair!

The general took the lead, and the steel knife in his hand pulled a knife flower, like a wild bull, and rushed straight towards the thin old man.

He didn't forget to give the order as he charged, "Capture the king alive!" and he roared. With his shout, the rest of the rebels came to their senses and followed the general towards Grievous the Great.

The order to "capture the king alive", in which the king is the goal, and capturing alive is the most important means. Obviously, these rebels also realized that a dead emperor was like the great prince, and he no longer had any value, on the contrary, only by capturing the living emperor could he have any hope of returning to the south alive from Shenghui City.

So Gletchev, who was still shouting and beating by everyone just now and was besieged by the rebels, was strangely ignored by everyone like a transparent person at this time. The soldiers of the southern realm, who were eager to kill him just now, ran past him one after another, and they didn't even look at him.

Obviously, their attention was completely absorbed by Grievous the Great, but Gletchev's face did not show an anxious look in the face of this crisis. He unhurriedly put away the dagger smeared with poison, and the gaze cast at the rebels was also filled with pity and pathos.

Suddenly, anyone who senses the elements in this dormitory can feel the elements around them boiling like boiling hot water. Then the elements gathered like a tired bird returning to the forest, and the source of the convergence was the old king who was motionless in his wheelchair.

Then, like crumbly cheese, the ground tumbled and shattered in large swaths, as if the surface of the dormitory had been turned into a watered muddy floor instead of solid granite. The soldiers of the rebels are not to mention attacking, and it is difficult to even stand firm.

When the lower half of the soldiers' bodies sank into the mud, the ground suddenly became strong again. No matter how much these soldiers struggled, even slashing with swords and swords, it was useless, as if a trickle of soft water suddenly froze into hard and stubborn ice, and the shattered ground suddenly became stronger than steel, harder than iron.

The soldiers of the rebels are stuck in the ground and cannot move!

The extremely special and extremely difficult magic of earth-based magic, "Turning Soil into Steel", combined with the earth-based magic "Mud Quicksand", which softens the ground, is recognized as the most effective restriction magic that is even better than ice and electricity-based magic!

However, this magic has only appeared in a limited number of records, and it is a magic that has long been lost. The principle is to condense and compress a large amount of soil to create a steel-like effect through high density. However, in order to effectively release this magic, it takes too much mental power, and the model of the elemental arrangement is too complicated, and there is a great possibility that the magic will fail.

It is precisely because of such and such shortcomings that this magic will be gradually eliminated in the long river of history, so that it will be lost in the end.

I didn't expect such a lost magic to reappear tonight!, and then the high roof of the dormitory was suddenly covered with a layer of fire, as if it was covered with a fiery red coat.

From the midst of this blazing fire, streamers dragged sparks towards the rebels who had fallen into the trap, as if thousands of archers were hiding from the top of this palace, firing rockets downward. Although it does not have such an earth-shattering, ghost-weeping momentum, the scorching temperature has grilled the surrounding air into a virtual shadow, which makes people understand the horror of these silent flames.

The fire magic "Fire Arrow", as long as it is supported by enough mental power, the overwhelming fire arrow is enough to burn all enemies.

Some of the rebels stuck on the surface were not content to be killed, even though they had previously lost many elements in the battle with the guards before breaking into the dormitory. However, there were still many soldiers in the Western Realm who squeezed out the elements in their bodies, forming a shield above their heads, blocking the endless fire arrows from the outside.

For a moment, it was either an earth shield, or an ice wall, or an upward whirlwind, and the flames with long tails fell from the sky like rain, splashing fiery red and brilliant sparks after encountering obstacles. It's like flowers blooming out of thin air, and this scene is really beautiful.

However, in this beautiful scene, what is hidden is a cruel and deadly killing machine.

It's not just the roof of the dormitory, it's the pillars of the road that stand in this dormitory, and they all become different at this time. At this time, these beams that were originally pure white have become dazzling at this time, and on these beams and pillars, silver snakes climb and meander, and the silver light flashes and jumps, and they are completely covered by lightning.

From time to time, there was an arm-thick lightning bolt, "crackling" at the immobile rebels, extremely fast, extremely powerful, many rebels have been electrocuted alive.

The common electric magic "lightning arrows", these beams and pillars are like targets, constantly unleashing this magic at the rebels, causing more damage than the "fire arrows" falling from the sky.

For a while, as if it was a trick, the whole dormitory suddenly changed its appearance, and a series of magic such as "wind blade", "spike", "fireball", "fire arrow", "ice explosion" and so on raged in the dormitory, as if hundreds of mages gathered together to show their killing skills as they pleased.

And the target of these spells is naturally the southern rebels who are firmly stuck on the surface.

Thousands of elite soldiers are like slaughtered lambs at this moment, without the slightest ability to resist, showing the powerlessness of mortals in the face of continuous magic, but now in this dormitory, how can there be so many mages?

There is only one explanation, this entire dormitory is full of magic circles, or this dormitory is a magic circle.

And Grievous the Great, who can control this magic circle, is an amazing mage.