Unlike his muscular, burly people, the Great Wizard Tenadir was skinny and dark-skinned, like a dried monkey in a wolfskin cloak. His face was particularly terrifying, his muscles and skin seemed to melt into his bones, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts with two clusters of flames in the middle of his deeply sunken eye sockets.

Except for the incomparably noble barbarian leader, no tribal leader dared to offend the majesty of the Great Wizard. Sitting on a table-converted altar, carried by twelve barbarian warriors, Tenadir emerged from a huge, filthy tent. The altar was a jumble of tapestry, silk, and coloured tapestries, as well as rotten, half-rotten, and fresh offerings, and looked like a huge garbage heap, and even the burning pine bone could not suppress the foul stench that emanated from it.

However, for the desert barbarians, the stronger the foul smell, the greater the power of the shaman, the more silk fabrics, and the more favored the shaman is by the gods. The decaying sacrifice represents the power of the gods to draw from their food, and the remnants left behind are rare treasures for mortals to bring their souls to the eternal battlefield of the great gods.

Other rumors aside, the last one is true.

More than a hundred shamans walked behind the Great Wizard, some of them disciples of Tenadir, some of them elders of witch doctors from all over the tribes, and some of them prophets who lived alone in the desert. Each shaman did his best to show off his emaciated body and strange countenance, muttering incantations in his mouth, and occasionally someone raised his bone staff, bursting into a sound between crying and shouting.

The team, which resembled a group of demons, came to a halt more than 300 meters from the outer walls of Coventry. The longest-range pneumatic rifle was no longer a threat at this distance, and the few heavy ballistas that could be used had all been destroyed in the fierce battle, and a group of city guard soldiers were in a mess around the remains of the ballistas, banging and beating, and only the gods in the sky knew when they would be able to fix the ballistas.

The barbarian warriors who stormed the city had been cleaned up, and their corpses were piled up beneath the city. The stopped guards gasped and slashed their swords, casting their gazes out of the city, whether indifferent, hateful, or terrified, watching the shaman's every move.

Tenadir enjoyed the sensation of being watched by countless eyes, and deliberately let the altar stay on the shoulders of the barbarian warriors for a few more minutes before tapping on the handrail and motioning for them to lower the altar.

"Is it this earthen wall that blocks the footsteps of the great conqueror, the commander of the West, the son of the gods, the dragon slayer, the co-master of the desert tribes, and the ruler of the Beast King Banner - the head of the Arahan people?"

This long string of titles was uttered by the Great Wizard in one breath, and the barbarian warriors who couldn't even repeat it lowered their heads one after another.

"What a disgrace, what about your courage, what about your strength, can't the swords and tomahawks of the warriors take down this fragile wall of earth?

Merlin Avery suddenly showed a surprised expression, and in the field of alchemy, an indescribably large force began to gather outside the city, becoming more powerful and terrifying with each second. The attributes of this power are mixed and impure, even the great master of alchemy can hardly control it, but the barbarian great wizard obviously has no intention of controlling it at all, his only plan is to create a terrible energy storm and wipe out the entire Coventry city-state from this land.

"Such a crude and reckless method of application...... It really hurts my eyes. President Heleland, also struck by this force, walked up to the wall and stood side by side with Avery. "Iron Master, what do you think?"

"It's brutal, but it's very effective. Avery replied in a calm tone, then turned and walked towards the bottom of the walls. The mercenaries from the City of Wisdom also began to retreat, and only the "crazy barrel" welding and cutting mines were still rushing around, knocking their bodies on the battlements properly, as if there was a problem with the logic of self-discipline.

President Halderland looked surprised and quickly chased after him, "Iron Master, don't you think of a solution? If we let those barbarians throw this energy storm on our heads, this city-state will not be able to survive. ”

Avery stopped, but was not impressed by President Herderland's words, but only to show respect and courtesy to the old apothecary. "This is not something we can meddle in, Your Excellency, you are an apothecary, and neither is me, neither of us has the ability to confront a great grandmaster-level shaman, let alone solve the energy storm condensed by hundreds of shamans. This is something that Baron Edelman should have considered. ”

"What can he do if we're all helpless?"

"He had Coventry, a city-state that had stood for centuries in the western frontier of the empire. Avery lowered his gaze, looking a little lonely, "Your Excellency, you are too nervous, if you can't even cope with this little trick of the shaman, the Thornflower family would have been wiped out hundreds of years ago." ”

It was getting dark, not because the night was coming, but because a terrible storm of energy was already hanging over Coventry. The indescribable colors came together to turn the sky into chaos, with thunder, lightning and black smoke, and the weather became very strange, sometimes bitterly cold, sometimes hot and humid, and the sudden wind swept everything, blowing down flags and dust, bringing with it a suffocating stench, and the sound of whistling as if the devil from hell was partying.

The scene was truly terrifying, with many of the soldiers defending the city cowering, and the morale of the burning siege towers was gone. If it weren't for the shouts and strict restraint of the officers, I am afraid that there would have been deserters.

Even battle-hardened veterans have chills in their hearts. Tower 3 was the only well-preserved defensive structure under the two rounds of barbarian attacks, and a small officer leaned against a scarred window, wiping his helmet and raising his eyes to the sky.

"Whatever His Excellency Archon wants to do, he'd better hurry. The little officer muttered, putting his helmet straight back on, "If you don't quickly dispel that damn cloud over your head, I'm afraid the morale of the army will be in turmoil." ”

The energy storm was getting lower and lower, and the black clouds that shimmered with electric light, although still far from the ground, gave the impression that they were about to press down on the top floor of the tallest building. Back under the city walls, Avery looked up, his expression calm, but secretly ready to call the City of Wisdom to answer. The only thing that made him hesitate was that if the Energy Storm really wanted to destroy Coventry, then should he take President Herderland with him to the City of Wisdom?

Fortunately, the Thorn Flower Family lived up to everyone's expectations, and a dazzling light shot out from the top of the tower on the west side of the inner city, like a spear of light piercing the sky. Immediately after that, the tops of the towers on the north, east, and south sides also shot out one after another, and four rays of light converged in the air and exploded, forming a huge semicircular light mask, blocking the entire Coventry city-state in the light mask.

"The beacon protection of the city-state of Coventry has been famous for a long time. "In thirty years, I've never seen Coventry activate the Beacon Guard, not even fifteen years ago when the barbarians attacked and the outer city was almost breached." ”

"Beacon Guardian is a variant of the Light of Order, and each Beacon Tower requires three Alchemist Masters to operate, which is very expensive and has little effect on ground troops. "Dragon?" von Derrick slipped down from the city wall at some point and approached Avery with a grin, "Iron Master, judging by your eyes, can the Beacon Guardian of Coventry withstand the Chaos Storm unleashed by the Barbarian Grand Wizard?"

This is a difficult question to answer. There is no difference between order and chaos itself, two rules with completely different attributes collide together, and the only result is that the stronger wins. Avery vaguely felt that the power of the energy storm was far above the beacon guard, but the barbarian archwizard could not accurately control this terrifying power, so he could only allow the black clouds to radiate the aura of destruction in all directions, which looked mighty, but in fact wasted most of the energy.

“...... Blockable. ”

Vonderrick waited a long time for the answer from Avery to hear the answer, and he put on a dog-legged expression, ready to try to praise Avery for the reason he had said, whether it was ridiculous or not, but he didn't hear anything.

After uttering a three-word answer, Avery strode away, leaving only a back for Long von Derrick.

Vonderrick was willing to follow and continued to look for an opportunity to get close to or stab the knife. But as soon as he lifted his foot, he felt something sharp on his forehead, and when he raised his eyes, he found that the barbarian warrior nicknamed "The Undertaker" had not left, his hands on his chest, and an expressionless dark face facing him. There was no emotion in the black eyes that were quite barbarian characteristics, but the dragon von drek could clearly read the warning in his eyes.

"One step further is where you are buried. ”

Sharp-toothed cats are not afraid of strong enemies, but refuse to wave their claws at opponents who are not sure of the details. Vonderrick forced himself to smile as he took a step back and raised his hands in front of him in an exaggerated gesture of weakness.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I didn't mean to offend. ”

Quimper the undertaker was silent, as if he didn't have a tongue at all. The friendly smile and honey-coated tongue of the dragon von Derick were useless in the face of this savage warrior who was as silent and stubborn as a rock, and he did not find a chance to catch up until Merlin Avery's back disappeared from his vision.

"It seems...... The plan is going to fail again. Vonderrick thought with some frustration, but when he occasionally looked up and saw the chaotic storm hanging over Coventry, he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart.

It seems that failure is not a big deal, and if it does, it is possible to have unexpectedly bad results. (To be continued.) )