The solar wind has absorbed enough source power, and the magic circle has been activated, and now Odin only needs a small amount of spiritual power to maintain, and he can make the source power stored in the solar wind output dozens of times. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The magic circles in Paliwa City are indeed invaluable treasures, and now the Sunset Empire has recorded spells that can be used by people, and there are almost no energy conversion functions. The principle of inputting a specific force and converting other forms into this special energy through the vibration of the magic circle is extremely complex, and the solar wind has this ability rarely.

In other words, it can convert other substances into Odin's phantom extinguishing fire, and then output it dozens of times more - this ability is terrifying!

The trait of the phantom fire extinguishing is to ignore all elemental immunity and completely destroy all matter, if Odin uses his personal strength, he may only be able to resist more than a dozen Sanctuary mages, or dozens of monks, but through the magic circle group, he is equivalent to having a whole spell casting team that can be attacked and defended, and the entire Sanctuary Army can be annihilated.

If it was the previous army of 8,000, Odin might not be sure, because the crowd would definitely be relatively scattered, and they would not be able to enter the city and concentrate together.

Also, if their archers or spearmen are still intact, and using crowd tactics, Odin is not sure that they will be able to break through the circle of fire when the circle is first activated.

Although with his ability, he can ensure his own safety, but once he loses the initiative and is suppressed by the spellcasters of the Holy Domain, there is no way to talk about victory. So he needs the guards and the deep valley mages to consume most of the enemy's combat power.

At this time, the entire combat power of the Imperial Army and the Sacred Mages had been exhausted, and they could only desperately flee in front of the ever-expanding sea of fire.

Like a tsunami, the flames rained down on the fleeing crowd, who had no time to care about their identities and only wished they could be one step closer to the flames.

They watched as the people who had been swallowed up turned into a black mist, and then disappeared completely, and the whole process was only a moment, and they didn't even have time to scream.

No one can come out of the flames.

They saw a Templar attempt to slash with his sword, splitting through the dark red wall of fire that had struck him like a fire elemental, but his sword was first swept into tongues of fire, then scattered like dust, and then his entire body was engulfed in a cloud of dark fire, expanding into a puff of black smoke that mixed with tongues of fire.

The mage Leon gave up the struggle, he broke free from the Templar who supported him, fell to his knees, and chanted the hymn loudly, as if the ancient imperial Chinese language could give him energy in the last moment, but no miracle came, and the dark fire swallowed him up in an instant like a blooming flower.

The Templars and some of the more combative monks ran desperately for cover, but they found that nothing could stop the flames.

Even if they hide behind marble, the flames can pass over the stone wall and turn them to ashes.

And the gods-eaters, who had lost their combat effectiveness and had exhausted their mental strength, knelt down one by one, closed their heads and closed their eyes, and chanted hymns loudly, ready to be martyred.

The flames did not pity them because of their piety, but only expanded with great speed, like a storm or tsunami that spread outward one after another, dyeing the sky and the earth a dark red.

A symbol of the Sanctuary's power in the eyes of mortals, the Imperial soldiers couldn't help but scream in despair when they saw the desperate actions of the Sanctuary Army. They even gave up running, kneeling and watching the tongues of fire that spread on the ground approach them.

The number of people fleeing is becoming more and more scarce, and the crowd that was dense at first is now thinner and thinner like sesame seeds spilled on the ground.

The city of Paliwa was almost completely shrouded in dark fire, and it was impossible to even see the sky, and the only thing that could be seen was the infinite dark red.

Elio, the former Prime Minister, was one of the first to lead the group backwards, and he was faster than most, now only about a hundred paces from the walls.

The wall of fire continued to squeeze the space on the surface, and he saw with his own eyes that the army of more than a thousand people was almost completely devoured, and he knew that this southern expedition might have been completely defeated.

But it immediately occurred to him that this defeat was not enough to bring him down, that he had formed an alliance with Cisse, and while a large number of imperial troops were pinned down in the south, Cisse could put unbridled pressure on the royal family, and even force her sister and King Liepon to step down.

Even if they resist stubbornly, they can use force to overthrow the royal family. At that time, the failure of the southern expedition can also be used as an excuse to criticize Lelia's ineffective governance, and let the former prime minister carry out the king's power on his behalf.

As long as he was able to go back, what was the 8,000 troops lost? Most of them were the troops left behind by the previous king, as well as the personal soldiers of the nobles who were loyal to the royal family, and they were not loyal to the former prime minister.

What's more, is it very important to live or die in a southern border city?

If it weren't for the Sanctuary's insistence on fighting this war, perhaps only the lords who were eyeing Paliva would gather to fight.

Everything, as long as you return to the imperial capital, can return to the normal track.

The Imperial Prime Minister rushed to the city gate with all his might. He gasped for breath and his vision was blurred, and he suspected that the vigorous exercise and smoke were affecting his vision.

For he saw that there was nothing but darkness at one end of the gate.

However, he did not stop, as the sound of tongues of fire was getting closer and closer, and he even felt that the ground behind him had been swallowed.

He found that there were fewer and fewer guards around him, and the number of people who defended him with swords was less than twenty at a glance.

He shouted loudly: "Protect me from the city, and if I can reach the imperial capital safely, I will be rewarded with a thousand imperial gold coins each!"

Even in the most critical moment, the temptation of money was irresistible, and soon a dozen or so Silver Eagle guards appeared in his sight.

However, more people could not slow down the expansion of the flames, the wall of fire was already less than a hundred steps away from them, and between heaven and earth, they could not see anything except the dark red flame tongues that were constantly expanding and exploding.

As they panted and rushed to the bronze gate that entered the city of Paliva, Elio confirmed that it wasn't his eyesight that was wrong, but that the gate was tightly closed!

They tried to push and pull the axle, but the bronze door didn't move!

It's Sauron Duna, a traitor! He stayed outside the city gates with his own guards, but tried to trap the prime minister alive in the city and burn him to death!

"Despicable fellow!"

"Open the gates! Let's get out, or the Duna family will disappear from this world forever!"

Elio and his soldiers cursed loudly. However, there was a dead silence outside the door, and no one responded to them. (To be continued.) )