Chapter 221

I don't know how long it took, Neil stood up again, threw away the pile of crumbs in his hand, straightened his robes, and turned around and walked towards the battlefield that was still fighting not far away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The pile of debris was the dark blue crystal ball that Camadiaa had given him. As for why the dark blue crystal ball shattered, Neil couldn't help but look at the crimson sky, which probably only the goddess of nature knew.

"Elder Shu, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?" Neil asked, revealing a tattoo-like magic pattern on his left hand.

Elder Shu didn't speak, but quietly observed the changes in Neil's mental space. I saw that the two traces of life, which originally looked like a round of the sun and a round of the moon, had disappeared, and were replaced by a new and more dazzling trace of life. Shu Lao didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but looking at the intricate magic patterns carved on the new life traces, Shu Lao still said, "It should be a good thing, right...

Neil smiled bitterly, stopped talking, and roared as he mobilized the magic power in his body: "Dergro?eVaughnerwachseneHilfMir!"

"Roar—"

A pitch-black spatial crack appeared, and Lord Vaughn's proud snow-white body slowly emerged from within the spatial crack.

"Roar—master, long time no see!" Vaughn gathered his huge bony wings and lay down in front of Neil like a pet waiting to be complimented. It was because of Vaughn's appearance as a slave that Xiaobai was very annoyed, saying that Vaughn was simply the scum of Warcraft, and he didn't even have a little shame. However, Vaughn was unaware of Xiaobai's ridicule, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, no matter how Xiaobai educated him, in front of Neil, Vaughn always looked grovelling. Neil is very satisfied with this, who doesn't like such an obedient little brother?

Neil slowly floated in mid-air, steadily falling into Vaughn's sadness, and said calmly, "We're going to war now." ”

"Roar—" Vaughn let out a dragon roar, flapping his wings and flying towards the fortress in the distance.

Neil's surface is calm, but his heart is very excited, although he has also personally performed flotation and flying, but now, he has really mastered the skill of "flying", although it is only a simple float, but for Neil, it is also extremely exciting.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield is very clear. Although the strength of the orc warriors should not be underestimated, but, for unknown reasons, most of the garrisons of the Stone Tooth tribe have withdrawn, and the remaining orc warriors are just capable of guarding the tribe, and under the constant impact of the three major legions of Shadow City, it is not far from a complete defeat.

However, the addition of Neil and Vaughn still shocked all the warriors and mages in Shadow City. Although they all knew that none of the people who followed the city lord Kamatya were simple. However, when they saw Vaughn riding a snow-white bone dragon falling from the sky, the shock in their hearts was indescribable.

Even the old mage Oulder was very shocked, or rather, the shock in his heart was far greater than that of the others. He is a veteran who has followed Camadia's side for many years, and he clearly knows that Neil calls Kamatya "grandma", which makes Oulder look at Neil with deep respect. Because, in Ould's heart, Neil may be the next master of Shadow City. When looking at Neil, in addition to shock, Oulde's eyes also had a lot of relief and expectation.

Although he knew that Shadowland was Kamatya's, he shouldn't have to think about that. However, the thought that the future owner of Shadow City was likely to be a sickly, thin young man who was dying of death, and Oulder couldn't help but sigh. This is not to blame for Ould, after all, Neil did look like a dead man two days ago. However, when he saw Neil stepping on the white bone dragon and wielding a magic staff, Oulde's eyes were full of relief.

However, none of this had much to do with Neil, who was now intoxicated by the power of the magician, tirelessly casting spells, and although most of them were blocked by the broken defensive circle, there were still many huge fireballs shooting towards the rough-skinned orcs.

Why do you want to use rough skin and thick flesh to describe those green-skinned orcs? Because, Neil reluctantly found that the damage caused by his spell to those orcs was too low, and even when a super explosive fire spell hit a bare arm orc, it only left a mark on the orc's body.

The orcs' immunity to magical power is a headache for many races, and the kind of magic patterns carved on their bodies have increased their magic resistance to an incredible level. Of course, the main reason is that Neil has not yet mastered the spells of the magician, and cannot apply the power of the magic rune to magic.

However, while Neil's spell damage is low, Vaughn's damage is not to be underestimated. Although the orcs were highly resistant to magic, when Vaughn's thick corrosive breath descended on them, they could only be corroded flesh and blood, and in an instant, they were turned into a pile of white bones.

With the encouragement of Neil and Vaughn, the combat power of the three legions of Shadow City increased significantly, and the broken defensive circle finally turned into pieces under Vaughn's powerful dragon breath and dissipated in the air.

"Roar—"

With an earth-shattering dragon roar, Vaughn slammed straight into the mottled wall.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The walls that had been bombarded by countless charges and magic collapsed under Vaughn's impact, bringing with them the dust that obscured the sky. Without the walls of the defensive circle, it was just a pile of stones piled on top of each other, unable to withstand even basic magic, let alone Vaughan's charge.

At this time, Ould flew in mid-air, waved the wand in his hand, and shouted: "All the army charges!"

"Roar—"

"Roar—"

"Roar—"

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Densely packed warriors, riding mounts under their crotches, rushed through the collapsed walls. And those mages also summoned their mounts one after another and followed behind the warriors. Don't underestimate these mages, and don't want any mages to be the kind of weak existence. After the baptism of the battlefield, the survivors were the elite, and those mages who were extremely weak but had no magic body fell on the battlefield I don't know how long ago, and became food in the stomach of scavenging birds. Not to mention, the charge of these mages is definitely not comparable to that of the warriors, but the charge of close to 10,000 mages, even if it is a warrior legion, must be prepared, otherwise, it will also pay a great price.