As twenty-four mentor-level molten warriors stationed in the four towers, rotating the exhausted members of the Thornflower Clan, the beacon guardian that hung over Coventry immediately stabilized and bloomed with a dazzling white light again.

This is a terrible change for the great wizard Tenadir. At the moment when the Beacon Guardian regained his strength, he happened to increase the power of his sorcery, intending to do everything he could to control the Chaos Storm and tear a deadly wound in the sky over Coventry.

This is something that many barbarian archwizards can't do. Chaos Storm is a handleless sword, sharp and hurtful, but uncontrollable. Many of the great wizards had left similar advice, but Tenadir was stronger and more confident than all of them, for he had gone further than those who had gone before him, and had already touched the void above the grandmasters.

Chaos Storm was indeed touched by Tenadir's spiritual power, and he couldn't control it, because no one could hold a thorn tightly in his hand, but at least he let the power of Chaos Storm pour down in a downward direction, putting more pressure on the fading beacon guard.

Tenadir almost succeeded, the pressure of the Chaos Storm caused the four thorn flower family mentors to lose their lives, and the number of high-level molten gold warriors killed reached nearly twenty, but when the beacon fire guard rebounded, the strong shock generated directly destroyed the spiritual power net condensed by the barbarian shamans.

Chilling screams rang out, and nearly half of the barbarian shamans fell to the ground and rolled and wailed, arms and legs twisted at terrible angles, and the cracked veins under the skin made the exposed skin a terrible red red.

But they had survived, and more barbarian shamans had twisted their bodies and collapsed to the ground, looking like a pile of wrung out towels, and more than half of the blood in their bodies was spurted out of the cracked wounds, turning the ceremonial wilderness into a terrible hell of blood.

Only Tenadir was unscathed. The emaciated great wizard squatted on the stinking altar, his face and hands covered with sweat, his face pale and his lips blue from the trauma of his mental power. The gloomy face of the head of Alahan strode up to him and leaned down towards him.

"Great Wizard, what just happened?"

"A strong backlash...... I didn't expect it...... No one expected it. Tenadir replied bitterly, and at the same time struggled to his knees, and bowed deeply to the head of the Arahan. "The hand of the great god of Moore Cannes is not on my shoulder, I have let you down, great conqueror. ”

"There are a lot of people who have disappointed me, but you are not. The head man sighed, his stature was not very tall among the desert barbarians, and his muscles were not extremely strong, but there seemed to be an amazing power hidden in his body, and when he spoke, even the proudest shamans and barbarian warriors did not dare to look directly. "It's just a setback, no one is going to win forever. ”

"I haven't failed before!" Tenadir cried out in a low voice, and then his cheek twitched, apparently tugging at the muscles next to the wound.

"Your pride will make you suffer, Tenadir. The head of the Alahan slapped his face, his face full of disapproval, "As long as you save your life, there is no harm in tasting the taste of defeat, do you know how many times I failed before becoming a conqueror? ”

"But......" Tenadir frowned, "we haven't taken Coventry yet, not even that damn wall. Shall we just admit defeat and walk away like a beaten wild dog?"

"Oh, the wild dog did walk away, but the tiger retreated to pounce harder. The head of the Arahan smiled pointedly, twisting his distinctive beard, "Let those fellows be a little happy, and soon they will learn that the enemy is not just outside the walls." ”

Tenadir's face turned a little bloody, but he still looked very depressed, "Okay, but ...... Moore Cannes is on top, I'm going to make those guys pay for today's events!"

The head of the Alahan grinned, a fierce and grim smile on his face.

"Of course. ”

On the west side of the tower in Coventry's inner city, Merlin Avery was removing his hands from the crystal ball, looking a little dazed. "I thought ......," he said to Baron Edelman, who had also removed his hands, "I thought the barbarians would hold out longer, after all, you said that it was Tenadir, a genius shaman, the most promising terror to reach the realm of the Grandmaster." ”

Baron Edelman's expression was even more surprised than Avery's, as soon as his hands left the crystal ball, he threw himself at the window, half of his body was lying on the windowsill, and looked out, "That's indeed Tenadir, the gods are above, we have defeated Tenadir, the great wizard of the desert barbarians!

Cheers erupted, countless city guard soldiers looked at the gradually clear sky, shouted loudly, vented their emotions, hugged each other, laughed, cried, and some sat on the ground with happy faces, their legs were as weak as if they were soaked cotton, only Avery and the Iron Master Escort looked puzzled.

They certainly did not understand the significance of defeating Tenadir.

For more than a dozen military towns in the western frontier of the empire, the great wizard Tenadir must be regarded as a huge threat. He is a legendary archwizard of the desert barbarians, possessing terrifying powers that can easily destroy even the strongest fortresses. Those who had not spent some time in the western frontier of the empire could not understand what the appearance of Tenadir meant.

In contrast, the Conqueror Alahan Heads, though more famous among the desert barbarians, were less than half as famous to the inhabitants of Coventry as the Grand Wizard Tenadir.

Having lived in Coventry for almost three decades, Vonderrick is certainly no stranger to Tenadir and his Chaos Storm. When the sky was clear again, and the horn of the barbarian army retreating could be heard outside the city, the expression on his baby face was really hard to describe.

Instead of staying with the recruited adventurers or trying to get close to Merlin Avery, he left alone and quietly, leaving the cheers and noise behind him and making his own way to a secluded corner of the outer city.

There, Long von Derrick saw the similarly shocked Uniken Skylark, and another companion, the Man with a Thousand Faces, disguised as a hunched old man.

"Hey, guys, the desert barbarians have been in the dust this time. "Although the positions are different, I still have to say that the Iron Master has done a good job! )