The city woke up.

Countless rays of magic rose from the ground and flew towards the dragon, like fireworks at a grand celebration, illuminating the entire sky in a colorful light.

Countless magicians have regained their essence, forgetting their fears and pouring out their anger on the dragon.

But that was just in vain.

Only a handful of magic reaches the height of the dragon's body, and it vanishes when it touches the dragon's carapace.

Those spells are too weak.

The dragon ignored the attacks, still targeting the fleeing airship, and though something had happened that it couldn't understand, the beast chose to ignore it.

The black wings flapped, and the behemoth turned to where the fleet had left.

With countless struggling necromancers, the giant beast passed through the light in the air, and although it looked like a barrier, it did not hinder the black dragon's movements, half of the dragon's body had left the range of the hemisphere, and then the next dragon breath was ready.

It was then that the faint blue grid in the light lit up.

The dragon was restrained by the sudden appearance of power.

It struggled in the air, flapping its wings, but unable to break free from its restraints, the first time the beast had appeared so comical, and it let out an angry roar.

Then a streak of green landed on the dragon's tail.

......

"The Magic Tower has all awakened!"

"The scouting network has been fully launched!"

In the magic tower of the palace, countless magicians and magic apprentices are running wild in the tower, they have awakened the essence area, and then it will be a full-scale war.

"Analysis! Essence Insulators! Divine Creature

Countless people shouted, half out of excitement and half out of time saving.

"The ...... of the dragon with divinity"

"Nothing surprising. ”

The magicians sitting on the high-backed stone chairs let out a silent sigh, they were the only ones in this noisy place who still spoke in a low voice.

"Awaken the dead, that's the realm of a god, and we're a god before us. ”

The Duke of Wellington gave a wry smile.

"Just now, the Countess tried to convince us that a god was about to destroy the world, and then the god really came......"

"Everything is according to the wartime regulations, the civilian casualties are so huge, this is already a war of annihilation. ”

"I allow all attacks," the Emperor's face suddenly appeared in front of everyone, "I don't allow that dragon to kill so many people and run away." ”

"I want it dead!"

The Emperor showed senseless anger for the first time in a long time, and the magicians on the stone chairs bowed their heads in obedience.

Although they were the most accomplished magical achievers in the Empire, known as the "Sage", and were the masters of the Magic Tower, in the Emperor's wrath, everyone could only bow their heads.

"So, since half of the city is in ruins, and there aren't any survivors on it, why don't we try a few really powerful spells?"

A bald old man held up a finger and a dangerous smile appeared on his face.

"You mean sour oil?"

The old man nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, you see, anyway, if the sour oil really drips, it will also fall into the fire." ”

"You know the reason why we didn't allow this magic to be included in the means of combat readiness......"

"Now it's all-out war. ”

The Duke of Wellington ended the quarrel with a sentence before it began.

The order was given, and more apprentices joined the bandwagon.

Like all modern warfare, this is a systematic act, a huge project.

The magic apprentice will pass simple instructions to the large library, the central altar, and the magic tower dispatch center, and start three preparations at the same time, calling the magic method of "sour oil", gathering the magicians who cast the spell, and mobilizing the magic tower that casts the magic.

When all three preparations were completed, the magician began to cast the spell, and the four magic towers began to synchronize the whole process, throwing the magnified magic to the extreme into the dragon in the sky.

Then the dragon stopped struggling.

The necromancers hovering around it were like currents, all surging towards the green-stained tail, as if cleansed, and the green receded after the black phantasm left.

But everyone could see what a terrible injury the dragon's tail had suffered, the black shell had completely disappeared, and even the black flesh had melted away, leaving only a single white bone.

The dragon uncharacteristically stopped roaring, flapping its wings and struggling in bondage, and visibly the space around the behemoth began to distort, a fierce resistance to the power of magic.

Then, with a crisp sound, the dragon began to fall.

It escapes from bondage.

And so there was chaos in the magic tower again.

"Probe!"

"Eleven o'clock!

"Prepare for a counter-attack!"

"How does it know!"

Everyone was shouting, the probe net, the hemisphere that enveloped the entire city, had not lost track of its target, but that didn't mean the dragon hadn't lost control.

"Since we're facing a god, please be mentally prepared, okay?"

A magician said this, and with a terrifying spell silenced everyone in the magic tower.

"Do what you have to do, don't shout. ”

The crowd paused for a moment, then regained its cacophony, and soon their voices were back to their original size.

"So with an effective attack, that thing found a magic tower. ”

This is a very unfavorable conclusion, but it seems to be exactly the truth.

"If it's dragon's breath, we can counter. ”

No one answered, and everyone was silent.

Beyond the palace, the dragon swept across the land at terrifying speeds, its gusting winds blowing through unquenchable flames that razed the uncollapsed ruins to the ground.

The wraith followed the beast as it flew by, flying aimlessly, wailing.

Then a tall building appeared in front of the dragon's eyes.

It was a factory, with a bell tower on top of a huge building, which looked inconspicuous as a whole, but actually had a height overlooking the entire block.

It was a magic tower hidden in the city.

"Counter preparation!"

The magicians are in place, they have successfully cut off the dragon's breath once, and this time it will be just as successful.

Then the dragon began to accelerate, the necromancer had taken over the building, and the dragon was already close at hand.

The Behemoth didn't slow down.

With a loud bang, the dragon crashed into the factory, its wings slicing through the massive ground floor, and the bell tower above collapsed.

The masonry rained down, along with the entire roof, and the ruins were like tombs, burying the dragon.

"We've lost the Magic Tower!"

And at the same time, the necrons are still dancing wildly.