Chapter 16: Dawn

The hymn of the god of wind, the twelve-ring forbidden spell-level wind spell, the city-level area-type dispel spell, and the low-level forbidden spell.

effect, forming eighteen to twenty-four hurricane cores within a radius of 500 miles, and using them as a basis, forming a dispersal storm within a radius of 500 miles.

- "Introduction to the Magister's Forbidden Spell: The Blade of the Celestial Phoenix"

The sound of heavy footsteps was like a drum hammer, hammering on the hearts of the six people step by step.

"It's not going to be the wolf-headed monster, is it?" Neil muttered.

"Don't speak, that monster is very tall, it shouldn't be. Solan covered Neil's mouth and said in a quieter voice.

"Ahem...... A student of the Celestial Phoenix Blade?" the figure spoke out with a cough.

"Eh, this voice is the uncle with facial paralysis in the temple!" Neil recalled, taking Solan's small hand away.

"Neil, you're so rude, Brother Uriel, where is he old, how can he be called uncle?" Solan said happily.

Through the thick fog, Uriel came to the six, and the young paladin's tired look and wounds all six were startled.

Neil's face also changed, and he said anxiously: "Uncle, how could you be so seriously injured!"

"Leave my injuries alone, big brother Wenren...... What about your young master?" Uriel shook his head, signaling that he didn't need to worry, but asked anxiously.

Yun Lang and the four of them all shook their heads, they hadn't seen Wen Renqing since the trial began, and because they were lazy and there was no map behind them, they could only blindly walk towards the south, which was much less than the distance that the others had gone deep into the Nebula Forest. Moreover, the dense fog began to spread near the entrance of the Xingyun Mountain Area, so when Wen Renqing found out that it was not good, he didn't find them when he gathered the new students, and then they fell into the dense fog and scattered again, and they didn't see Wen Renqing.

At this time, Duan Yue spoke: "After the Qing Master found out that something was wrong here, he once gathered almost all the students and the Templars together. However, then our team was attacked by a large number of monsters, and the team was quickly scattered. And, most likely, someone has already died. ”

Not only Uriel, but the rest of the people all darkened when they heard the news that someone might have been killed. Although everyone has speculation about this, it is still very uncomfortable when someone says it.

Uriel was silent for a long time, and then asked Duan Yue, "You should remember any special plants or geographical features in the place where you were separated? I am extremely familiar with the Nebula Mountain Range, and I may be able to find them. ”

Duan Yue nodded, recalling and describing the characteristics of the attack.

While they were discussing, Solan was asking Chiba for news of her sister Annie.

"Teacher Annie, I don't know, I remember she was still there when the team gathered, and then she seemed to be gone. Jieyue and I also broke away from the team after the attack. Chiba responded.

This undoubtedly made Solan, who had been much more relaxed, worry about her sister again.

What about Anne?

In fact, when Wen Renqing gathered the team and found that Solan was the only one missing, Anne couldn't stay in the team anymore and sneaked into the fog alone to find her sister.

For a long time, Anne didn't encounter a large-scale demonic attack, and she didn't have any plans of her own, just blindly looking in one direction. Maybe she didn't know that this direction was the direction she came from, and just like that, she was getting closer and closer to the entrance of the Nebula Mountain Area.

The dense fog was spreading in the direction of the Red City, and at the entrance of the Xingyun Mountain District, not far from the diffusion center, the fog was surprisingly lighter.

And here she was greeted not by the sister she expected, but by one of the few vampires who constantly patrolled the entrance to the mountains.

Like the two vampires that Uriel had slain before, this handsome vampire was also dressed in a bloodstained gown, and he opened his mouth with long sharp teeth and was about to speak, but Anne had already slashed at him with a sword, and the vampire's words were held back and turned into a sharp whistle.

The vampire's fury poured into his sharp claws, and the blood flashed as it slashed towards Anne.

Anne herself has a fiery temper, otherwise she would not have left the team unprepared to find her sister.

She refined the Flame Spirit Yuan, and her own martial will was an indomitable Flame Sword Intent.

The flame spirit element of the eighth-order spirit envoy formed a gorgeous spirit yuan armor on her body, and countless flame stars flashed on it, and the fire soared into the sky, and her extremely fierce sword intent was superimposed on the long sword.

The vampire faced Anne as if he were facing an enraged dragon, and the fierce sword intent surged like a raging wave of fire, making him like a flat boat, floating and sinking in the sea, and could capsize at any moment.

The vampire let out a terrible wail, but it was he who was stabbed in the chest, and the boiling fire was still burning on the wound.

Perhaps it was finally provoked, or perhaps it was the vampire's near-death counterattack, where the wounded vampire drew countless blood from his wounds and condensed into a blood-burning sword.

The vampire's face turned even paler, and the blue-black veins propped up from his bare skin, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

The sneering laughter of the unruly Mori came, and the vampire with the bloody sword actually took the initiative to attack, and soon fought with Annie.

The fire and blood light were intertwined, the dense fog was dispersed due to the fierce battle, the earth continued to crumble, the two sides were fighting in full swing, and suddenly there was a dragon groan, followed by a young man's shout: "Holy light, that evil is worth fighting!"

Annigo fended off a vampire's sword from the air, the flames and blood staining the mist.

She glanced at the danger, and in her sight was a young man riding a young silver dragon, and sneered coldly: "I thought there was a guardian knight, but it turned out to be a little kid!"

The elemental wings behind her spread, and her seductive delicate body bent at the waist, and the flaming kick struck the vampire's already wounded chest.

With the help of the force, he ejected a distance, and his body suddenly turned, and he attacked the vampire who was howling miserably.

Metatron shouted hello for this amazing kick, and said aggrievedly: "People are with you, and I am embarrassed that you are like this." ”

"You don't come, stay by the side for me, I don't need your help yet!" As he spoke, the vampire let out another scream.

Metatron, there are very few people in the entire empire who don't know him, but not many who have seen him.

Anne, on the other hand, had seen him. The reason is that the two of them are neighbors. But unlike outsiders, she doesn't think Metatron is a sunny boy.

"Sunshine boy, will the sunshine boy peek at me taking a bath?" If you asked her, she would definitely answer you like this, as for how this boy who was so unbearable in her eyes was able to win the favor of the silver dragon, who was known for his holiness, "that is definitely the dragon has also been deceived!"

"Little brat, don't come here to help my sister!" The vampire's injuries became more and more severe, and the madness of the near-death process made Anne a little scrambling.

"Didn't you say you don't need my help?" said Metatron helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense! Beware of me telling the Pope that you peeked at me in the shower. Anne threatened.

"I told you all, it was just an accident!" said Metatron, whose face was depressed.

"Shut up! Anne exclaimed.

Metatron could only honestly help. I'm afraid that even the Pope would not have imagined that Metatron, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, has people who are afraid.

At this time, looking east of the Red City, in the depths of the dense fog-covered Nebula Mountains, a faint golden color rose on the horizon and slowly grew larger, it confronted the night sky and slowly swept through the darkness.

The six casters of Old Radna, Murong Yalan, Sidham, Edward, Thorn, and Madraken were standing on the six corners of the improvised six-pointed star circle.

In the center of the circle, a diamond-shaped crystal that emitted a rich azure brilliance suspended in the air. The violent wind elemental fluctuations spread, causing a cold hurricane to always roll around the circle, which was the Storm Lord's ninth-order magic crystal.

The robes of the six were stirred by the hurricane, their expressions becoming more and more serious, and the chanting of the incantation was already in its end, and there was no room for error.

"In the name of the mage, pray to the master of the wind!"

"Praise the wind, for his softness and kindness!"

"Fear the wind, and be just because of his rage!"

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"In the name of the wind, sweep away the dust and filth!"

"In the name of the wind, it brings freshness and sunshine!"

"O hymn to the god of wind!

Legend has it that the ancient languages all have magical powers, so in addition to meditating and cultivating magic powers, mages also learn ancient languages. They firmly believe that it is the language of antiquity that gives the mages strength.

Therefore, almost all magic spells are chanted in ancient words.

The obscure incantation was sung, and even more huge fluctuations pierced out of the magic crystal, and the faces of the six spellcasters turned white in an instant, and the magic power was quickly entered into the magic array, and the spiritual power was almost completely drained.

A huge cyan magic circle was quickly formed in the void, and the magic power in the magic crystal turned into a substantial streamer that continued to pour into the magic circle.

A cyan giant phantom appeared out of thin air, the image of the Storm Lord before his death, and at this time, when the power of the magic crystal he left behind was rapidly draining, he appeared in front of the world for the last time.

Immediately afterward, the air in a radius of thousands of miles began to turbulent. Under the starry sky, invisible wind elementals turned into cyan points of light surging from all directions, and they turned into streams and merged into the bottomless pit of the forbidden spell circle.

The magicians watched the creation of the forbidden spell with extreme exhaustion and fervent anticipation, excitement and pride in their eyes, and at this time they were no longer prisoners trapped in the thick fog, but scholars who were constantly seeking the truth of the world and the mysteries of magic.

The circle rose and covered the sky, and eighteen wind dragons sprang out of it, flying towards eighteen points within a radius of five hundred miles.

The wind dragon roared, and the fog dispersed in the fierce wind, rising to the sky and flying towards the distant stars.

On the eastern horizon, the morning glow fills the air, and the white sunlight shines on the earth, and the sun finally shows its head.

The vampire is killed by the combined efforts of Anne and Metatron, who look up and see a light in the wind.

Yun Lang and the others walked together, the thick fog cleared, and the morning light allowed them to find their way.

Somewhere in the jungle, there was the shrill cry of a demon in anger as the spell had been broken.

The soldiers who lost their comrades wiped away their tears and regained their fortitude, and picked up the remains of the victims, and hope rose again in their hearts.

Red City, Griffin Knights in full gear. The Knights of the Silver Horn had just arrived in the Red City, but they no longer stayed, and ran directly towards the Nebula Mountain.

In the western sky, the dragon eagle knights of the Red Kite Guards are flying towards the Red City.

In front of the dragon eagle knight in the sky, there was a Qingluan.

The green luan was huge, its wings were ten zhang wide, and the azure feathers on its body burned with pale blue flames. The tail feathers swayed slightly, and the beautiful Qingluan let out a long groan, turning into a cyan streamer.

Qingluan walked against the light, reflecting the man standing on his back.

Red City.

At dawn, Jiang Ming, the Emperor of Jiufeng, came with his feet on Qingluan.