Of course, the saddest thing is not them, but the demon army within a stone's throw of the city walls.

Because of the fear of accidental injury, when Saron formulated his strategy, he particularly emphasized the landing point of the arrow rain, and finally stipulated that the first round of arrow rain fell in the land of one arrow, that is, the distance at which an ordinary person shot an arrow was about two hundred meters away from the city wall.

When the rain of arrows fell, the demons within two hundred meters who had not been attacked also looked a little confused, and they didn't know whether they should rush or retreat.

If you rush, look at the professionals on the city wall, and there is no companion support behind you, it is obviously a matter of looking for death;

At this time, without waiting for the professional legion to make a move, the chaos of the demons broke out first, some demons wanted to retreat, some demons rushed forward, and the two sides did not give in, and then they fought first.

On the city wall, the sharpshooters who had been arranged earlier were a little dumbfounded when they looked at the scene in front of them, but in the end, they still did not forget their duties, opened their bows, shot at points, and collected people one by one, uh, demon heads!

The rain of arrows lasted for ten rounds before it stopped, and the demon's rout also stopped after hitting the elite demon army in the rear, and of course, it had to stop.

These elite demon legions pulled out hundreds of warlords, and directly killed the defeated demon army, and everywhere they passed, there was a bloody storm, and the momentum of the rout was suppressed.

Don't say anything about slaughtering your own soldiers on the battlefield, this is the style of the devil, it is normal, natural, and completely stress-free, and it also makes the demon army not have the word 'bombing the camp'.

Urgently, without the slightest pause, these warlords pressed the demon army and began to attack the city again, the difference is that the elite demon army that was originally sitting in the rear and could be regarded as preserving its strength also moved, these obviously more elite demon warriors drew their weapons, red eyes, let out a howl, mixed in the charging camp to kill the city wall.

Abyssal Werewolf, Bull Demon, Elite Succubus, Eye Demon Elder, Bone Knight.

Obviously, the fact that these powerful and distinctive demon species appeared here in batches already showed that some of the beings behind them couldn't help it.

However, they were greeted by the beating of the drums of war.

Knock knock! knock knock!!

This was the third drum, there was no rain of arrows to wash the ground, no professional charges, only elemental ripples visible to the naked eye, and then, two wizard towers spun and flew out from the shadow of the bronze mountain.

The surging magic power surged, the magic pattern engraved on the tower body seemed to be alive and wandering, through the dense light, you can vaguely see one of the wizard towers like ivory rushing into the sky, the whole body is as white as jade, and the other has three peaks, similar to the trident of the sea king, and even the tower body is as blue as jade.

The Wizard Tower flew at a seemingly unfast speed, but the trajectory was clearly visible, stomping on the drums, accompanied by the gaze of countless intelligent beings and demons, and in the blink of an eye, it floated past the city walls, floated past piles of corpses, and quickly approached the returning demon army.

I don't know when, the whispering chant muttered all the noise, it's hard to imagine how many magicians are carrying in the wizard's tower, and how many magicians are holding spells at this moment, you can see only the elemental turmoil that the magic pries up, it has been as blazing as the eruption of the mountain of flames, and the magic patterns around the wizard's tower have also lit up in strings, so that the entire wizard tower has turned into a small sun, dazzling and impossible to look at.

Thunder and lightning, rain falling, wind blades, ice, fire.

At this moment, I don't know how many forms of spells are brewing outside the wizard tower......

No matter how many times you emphasize the theory that 'there is no such thing as the strongest class, only the strongest individual', or how many words are spent trying to justify the argument that 'there is no distinction between high and low power systems', it is impossible to deny the fact that in the early stage of cultivation, the lethality of elemental spells is far greater than the physical damage.

Also, note that these spells are released through the Wizard Tower, which means that the Wizard Tower will also have a layer of blessing and amplification in the process.

In the ancient wizard era, although wizards advertised the study of truth and knowledge, what could make them powerful was not knowledge, but the power transformed from knowledge, specifically, the endless and painless Golem Legion, which was a large base used in cross-dimensional conquests - Floating City.

As well as a mobile fortress that can adapt to any harsh environment and has terrifying war potential, the Wizard Tower.

Even if the demon's spell resistance is stronger than that of ordinary species, and even if there are many elites and hidden high-level demons in the demon army, the spell storm under the amplification of the wizard tower is definitely more terrifying than the previous rain of arrows.

Almost predictably, a baptism of death was coming.

Hidden behind the demon army, the face of a certain one-eyed demon of the stars and moons changed, and the red eyes like jewels bloomed with a dark and flickering gaze.

The long life allowed his not very smart brain to accumulate enough wisdom and insight, and he tried his best to live the horror of the wizard tower, although at that time, he did not have the current strength and status, but the memories imprinted in the depths of his mind made him reluctant to touch it for a long time.

"Don't let the other side open fire!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and the one-eyed demon suddenly let out a violent and angry roar.

Roar!

Roar, roar, roar!

As if the sound waves of substance stirred the air, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust, in the dimness, a giant demon with a height of a hundred meters showed its true body, and it was not nonsense, he raised his hand and grabbed at the wizard tower like white jade.

There, at the top of the wizard's tower, a dark red fireball appeared, only the size of a fist, but like a black hole, it devoured the surrounding elements, even if it was not fully formed, there was an indescribable terrifying pressure descending.

This is the realm of legendary wizards, a ninth-level forbidden spell, the 'Ultimate Ball of Destruction'.

This is the essence of the wizard tower that the transcendent wizard opened at the cost of his own life.

Obviously, if this spell is allowed to fall into the demon army, the casualties will not be counted in one case, but in units of 'ten thousand'.

The terrifying demonic claws probed through the void, and the space was directly pierced through a hole, and the arms extended, with subtle pitch-black cracks twisting and cutting, but there was no damage to the demon's scale armor.

To a certain extent, space no longer has much meaning for a powerhouse at the level of a high-level demon lord.

When the demonic claw reappeared, it had reached the front of the wizard tower more than ten kilometers away, and the pitch-black claw tore through the air, grabbing it from top to bottom, as if the sky was tilting, even if there was no contact, the shock wave had forced the wizard tower's defensive force field to distort and deform.

At this moment, in the wizard tower, on the top floor, six people dressed in great wizard costumes, holding hands around a magic circle, the standing transcendent magicians invariably spat blood, and then, one of the old great wizards suddenly stared at each other, and took a step forward with a roar.

At the same time, outside the Wizard Tower, the dark red fireball moved, slashing through an arc and slamming into the one-eyed demon lord's claws.