Chapter 139: The Death of the Servant of God
Just as the Templars rushed to the city gate through the Avenue of Atonement, and the Sanctuary caster recited the spell and prepared to cast the spell for the third time, a huge cast of magic circles hanging high above the city wall suddenly shot out a silvery white column of water!
It was as if a huge red mouth was slowly torn open in the sky, and the magic power in the ash cage suddenly surged out, splitting the space between the Sanctuary Army and the city wall!
The high-speed water column rushed to the surface, and the muddy surface was smashed into a huge crater, and the torrent spread out of the large pit and gushed in all directions, interrupting the chanting of the Sanctuary casters, who hurriedly began to chant the forbidden spell, but the water swirled around them like a coiled snake. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The low-ranking casters had to retreat on their horses, but the flood bit the horses' legs, and the horses snapped their hooves and fell into the water, and a silver surge swooped up, and the horses were swept away by the current.
The fallen monks chanted and clung to the trunks of the trees so that they would not be carried away by the whirlpool.
In an instant, the walls were covered in silver surges, and the dark red circles in the sky were still spewing out waterfalls, rolling towards the Templars who were charging rapidly!
Unafraid of the sweeping flood, the silver-clad Templars raised their shields and greatswords and split the waves that surged in front of them!
The Imperial cavalry, who followed the Templars, were already in a state of panic as they watched as a huge waterfall suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and the front line turned into a vast ocean, they had never seen such a strange and absurd scene, the horses' footsteps were blocked by mud and scattered currents, and they were unable to move forward.
Only the deputy commander Sauron Duna still gritted his teeth and led the army forward, and the generals of the rest of the cavalry team cautiously followed the rear, without the slightest intention of charging and attacking.
"There are demons in the city of Paliva!"
"The evil warlock wants to destroy us all!"
The knights were smashed to pieces by the current, and the battle had completely exceeded their expectations. Until now, they had not seen the blood of a single enemy, and these things worse than the famine seemed to be a curse cast on them by the devil.
"Charge, mortals!" cried James, even if the Templars broke through the shackles and ran to the gates unscathed, it would be in vain for the cowardly Imperial army not to follow.
"The water elemental won't kill you, but the swords will!" The Templars, seeing the Imperial army crumbling and scattering, drew their silver blades and aimed them at the throats of the fleeing soldiers!
Seeing that the Imperial Knights were about to get out of control, Cassel Duna slashed off the head of a deserter with a single sword!
"Who dares to retreat!" he shouted, holding his head.
"God bless!"
"Long live the King!" Under duress, the Imperial commanders regrouped their ranks, carefully dodging the whirlpool while pretending to advance with their swords swinging.
The waterfall cascaded down, and the entire wall was almost shrouded in white mist, enveloping the guards.
The Sanctuary mages were closest to the city walls, and they were amazed at the effectiveness of the circle suspended in the air.
"It's an ordinary water element -- exactly the same thing we release. "A mage reports to the commander
"Such a huge magic circle, only the archmage can release it. It's not as powerful as it seems, but it's weird - it seems to absorb the power of the spell we've unleashed and bounce it out in reverse. Becky said to the group of mages who stood firm.
"They stole the power of the miracle!" the mages were surprised, "So how do we break through their defenses?"
"We scatter the spells, and they naturally can't resist and can't deal cluster damage to us. Becky thought for a moment and said with a frown, "But I'm not sure if every attack is effective, because they seem to have a large number of people who will release the Forbidden Spell. β
"The monks formed a group of three, bypassing the front line and scattering into the woods. The water is not deadly, and there is no way to avoid damage due to the wide terrain. Becky ordered.
"Keep the cast time as short as possible, and leave as soon as possible after the spell is cast to prevent the enemy from taking the position of the Servant. The same strategy was followed - luring mid-tier casters to attack, breaking through and damaging lower-tier casters, and covering cavalry charges. β
As if realizing that this strategy was not in favor of the defenders, a stream of dark red flames fell from the sky to the ground, exploding among the casters of the Sanctuary Realm!
The power of this fireball was terrifying, and in an instant, the surface of the ground was charred, and all the places where the flames splashed turned into steam.
The mages and monks panicked and immediately released the Forbidden Spell to block this terrifying force. However, the crimson flames were like blades, easily tearing through the spell layer of the Forbidden Spell and seeping into the space around the caster.
Before the monks who were touched by the flames could even scream, their internal organs were burned through a large hole, and then slowly collapsed, gradually charring.
Mage Betge exhausted his mental power and chanted a prayer of salvation, barely condensing a half-formed protective circle dozens of times more powerful than the Forbidden Spell, so as to prevent the gathered spellcasters from being seriously damaged.
The rest of the mages also gathered their spirits and began to meditate, allowing the aura of salvation to gradually expand.
The fireball tumbled on the spell web condensed by hundreds of mages, like a furnace of half-melted molten iron, constantly corroding the silver-white spell light lines, trying to tear through the protective layer and attack the spellcasters of the Sanctuary!
Mage Becky shouted a command, "We can't resist this force!Evacuate as fast as you can!Use the Ride!They want to wipe us all out!"
The monks and mages knew what this command meant, so they closed their eyes, recited the chant, and then stopped casting the spell and immediately sped in all directions!
And Becky still maintained salvation with a weak mental power, and at the moment when the acolytes withdrew, the spell light pattern became invisible, and at the same time, a huge fireball passed through the water curtain again and landed where the spellcasters were standing just now!
Becky held his staff and chanted loudly with all his strength, and when the chanting of "True God Protection" fell, a scarlet flame tongue completely engulfed him, and the humanoid flames only lasted for a moment, then they swelled and raged in all directions, a puff of gray smoke rose from the ground, and the commander-in-chief of the Sanctuary Army dissipated without a trace under the flames.
"Do what he commands!Do what he wants!βHe is a great martyr!" shouted the fleeing mages as fast as they could, but the flames began to reel in from all directions like a huge net.
The horses entangled in the tongue of fire turned to ashes in an instant, and the backward caster overdrew his mental power to use the forbidden spell, but he could not escape the fate of death.
Odin stood on the wall, his face pale.
He frowned, his excessive use of phantom extinguishing had left him physically exhausted, and even if he raided and dealt with more than a hundred spellcasters, he was still exhausted.
However, he still did not stop Becky's plan - an enemy with great spirit and cool judgment, if he had been a little higher in rank, might have been able to pose a real threat to him.
Indeed, once this team of acolytes is dispersed, it becomes difficult to deal with, and the situation will change unpredictably. What will follow will be an unusually difficult war of attrition. (To be continued.) )