Perception is mutual.

When the Wraith consumes mana, human wizards can sense energy fluctuations to determine their location. It's fair - Macchiro has been casting spells along the way, and the Priest of the Cold God has also sensed his presence and approach.

(A small group of humans is traveling through the war zone towards them, including a powerful mage.) ）

The two Coldgod Priests—more precisely, the "Commander-in-Chief and Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Ghoul Eastern Route Army—had roughly figured out the situation a few minutes earlier, but they had neither dodged nor evacuated, for a number of reasons.

The pair of strange spirits only consumed a huge amount of magic power a moment ago, and joined forces to help the army pass through the sea of fire to attack the fortress, and now they tried their best to control the thousands of ghouls who entered the East China Sea to attack the stairs leading to the Great Wall...... The lack of mana resulted in an unstable connection, and they had to advance closer to the fortress to ensure precise control of the army of ghouls.

This is the objective reason, but the subjective consideration is that as servants of the gods, the priests of the cold god and the red god have the duty to "destroy each other" and have a strong instinctive impulse.

A powerful priest of the Red God – Without the Great Wall suppressing the magic of the fire element, Machiro is as threatening to the ghouls as an unarmed human civilian. His presence is the biggest destabilizing factor in the outcome of the battlefield, and the dead puppets simply can't deal with the wizard who is prepared—if he engages in street fighting or retreats to the stairs to participate in the defense, the ghouls will not even think of moving forward until the magic is exhausted, and the strategic goal of capturing the top of the Wall will not be achieved.

Now, instead of guarding the stairs or fleeing from the wall, this lackey of Rahlo is running to his death.

Now that they're all here, let's decide the winners and losers here!

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Although the total amount of magic power in the body is dozens of times that of the most gifted human wizards, in order to maintain the existence of the body, the magic power that the strangers can actually use is only half of it—it has been used on the frontal battlefield a moment ago, and the recovery is quite slow at the moment when the shielding magic of the Great Wall has not yet failed.

However, even if the remaining mana is no longer able to support the casting of spells, the Wraith has another gift from the Chill God: one in strength, speed, stamina, and even spirit...... In terms of quality, it is several times or even more than ten times that of humans, and it is almost immune to magic.

Unlike Rahlo's lackeys, the Priests of the Gods of Cold, even if they don't play magic, are the most powerful warriors in the world!

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The heat from the dozens of soldiers piled together was too strong - although Machiro hid his aura and stopped casting spells after approaching a certain point, the two wraiths were able to roughly figure out the location of the Wraith-hunting team based on the hot breath coming out of the mouths of the living, and threw flying stones to attack the moment someone came up.

One hit!

It's a pity that it's not the Red God Priest that the strangers want to kill, and Machiro is still hiding under the battlements!

As a servant of the Lord of Light and a wizard skilled in fire magic, Machiro could easily defeat the ghouls, but there was really little to deal with them: the extremely cold body of these enemy magical creatures made them immune to ordinary fire magic, and if they wanted to kill them, they could either destroy their bodies with enough magic or Valyrian steel to disrupt their mana, or completely neutralize and annihilate them with the massive amount of fire magic that crushed them...... It's a pity that Machiro, as a flesh and blood body, even if he squeezes out all the magic power in his bone marrow, he can't burn even half of the wraith's arm.

Since it is not an opponent to fight hard, it is better not to take the lead and let the other soldiers attract firepower and save their lives...... Make a difference when it counts. As a faithful servant of the Lord of Light, Macchiro has only Rahlo in his heart, and he will use his wisdom and skills to fulfill the sacred task entrusted to him by the Lord of Light—anyone and anything can be sacrificed!

"This is it!" The draugr could never have used such a precise and powerful long-range attack, and the red-robed monk who was splashed with hot liquid was not frightened by the blood in the slightest, but still crouched behind the battlements, raised his hand and threw torches outside the city walls, chanted a spell in a loud voice, and in a wave of magic power, set the wooden stick wrapped in cloth strips and the headband all the handles from the inside out, and stored in the wood, All the chemical energy in the petroleum and resin is converted into light and heat in an instant, creating a powerful flare that lasts for a few seconds, illuminating the small area of the world under the wall as bright as day, while puffing out his chest and yelling, "Unsullied, attack!"

The Unsullied were not frightened by the dead robes, and they all emerged from behind the wall without hesitation after receiving the order, leading the accompanying Night's Watch to their feet with enthusiasm. In the light of the "flares" flying in mid-air, everyone saw two pale figures sitting on horses, standing in a daze only a dozen meters away from the wall—without the slightest hesitation, they indiscriminately threw spears, throwing explosive bombs, and shooting arrows at their targets, hoping that one of these attacks would be effective and establish a miracle for humanity.

"You slow down!" Marchiro not only didn't take his head, but even held down Ein Imette, who was about to stand up, until two more innocent men fell to the ground under the attack of the flying stones, and the enemy could not attack again in an instant, so he let go and patted the Ranger commander on the shoulder, "It's now, aim and shoot, success or failure in one fell swoop!"

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In addition to their physical strength, the Wraiths have another thing to rely on, allowing them to dare to shoot at dozens of human soldiers armed with dragon crystal weapons: a layer of crystalline skin that hardened a moment ago to keep them safe when casting spells near the walls.

Like the weapons they usually wield—ice swords that can shatter steel swords and freeze them, ice spears that can shoot dragons, this hard shell is made of the same materials that make up their bodies: a little bit of physical entity and a surging amount of pure magic. After consuming energy to change its microstructure to crystallize, the skin becomes stiff and impairs movement, and can no longer be used for mana, but at the same time, they become stronger and stronger than anything else in nature, and the ordinary frozen fire weapons used by the Night's Watch cannot leave a mark on their surface, let alone penetrate them in the slightest!

With a whooshing sound of breaking through the air, the two priests raised their hands to block the fragile eyes, allowing the dragon crystal spears and arrows that humans fought back to hit their bodies and shatter into glass shards with a thud, and the wooden poles fell to the ground with a snap...... This was followed by a booming explosion of explosive shells, and the dragon crystal fragments propelled by the gunpowder gas were far faster and sharper than the arrows, but they did no damage other than to knock them into a more complete powder on the crystallized skin, except for the hapless mount, the corpse horse, which was smashed into a sieve by the fragments, and threw the two priests to the ground with a weak leg.

At the end of the first round of attack, the two unscathed strangers removed their eye-protecting arms and once again searched for the Scarlet God's lackeys among the humans on the wall - they still couldn't find them, so they had to raise their arms and pick two more targets to aim, ready to throw the powerful flying stone again.

But in the next second, an arrow that was one second later than the other attacks for some reason suddenly flew straight forward, "Commander-in-Chief of the Eastern Road of the Ghoul Army" Subconsciously raised his arm to block, but it was still destroyed and decayed through several layers of crystallized shells on the chest of his arm, and an incomparably powerful fire attribute magic power sank into his chest without hindrance, and the essence of his energy was surging, so that he couldn't help but suspect that it was Rahlo himself who kicked him in the chest, and this terrifying energy instantly annihilated all the magic power in his chest, completely destroying the rhythm and regularity of the magic power in his body...... He didn't even hold on for the second second before it collapsed into countless slags, and the slag further decomposed and vaporized, and finally before he could even complete the action of "falling to the ground", he turned into a puff of smoke with a very low temperature in mid-air, and he didn't even drop half of the fragments to the ground except for the arrows, and then turned into pure cold magic and returned to heaven and earth.

It is impossible for the Dragon Crystal Weapon to achieve this effect!

The "Deputy Commander-in-Chief", who was holding his arm, blinked, and found that his colleagues, who were still a few steps away from him a moment ago, had not even been left into a ball of original magic, and under the shock of his soul, how could he not understand: the enemy's confidence in taking the initiative to seek battle was not at all the priest of the Lord of Light or the explosive bomb that could explode freezing fire, and the artifact that he had never seen but could kill his own side in an instant!

The servants of the Chill God didn't know what fear was, but the Night King's task in their consciousness was for them to prioritize their protection at all costs—not hesitatingly severing contact with most of the ghouls and absorbing a mouthful of the pure cold magic left over from the death of their kind, the remaining wraiths ran away from the fortress walls, jumped on the back of a corpse bear that rushed to meet them, and rode the agile creature into the darkness.

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"Ein, keep shooting, I'll create a chance for you!" Marchiro stood up from behind the wall at the moment he sensed that one of the two strangers was being shot, stared at the back of the other stranger, his hands clenched into fists from afar, and his life's magic attainments seemed to be all accumulated for this moment, and the magic power of his whole body gathered into a needle, and quickly shot towards the back of the enemy who was fleeing on a bear in the distance!

Although you can't use magic to kill a strange ghost directly, but you can only deal with a ghoul with one skill, so you can't catch it!?

The corpse bear stumbled, and the connection with the strange spirit was instantly broken, and the moment it pounced and threw the rider into the snow, the white flame rose and turned into a brilliant ball of fire. In the blink of a moment, when the only remaining ghost fell to the ground and was illuminated by the firelight, the Chief Ranger of the Eastern Sea Lookout had successfully put the second dragon steel arrow on the bowstring and let go of the shot—the pair of mages and archers who had never known each other perfectly, and the well-made "Lightbringer III" cut a distance of eighty meters in a graceful arc, accurately sinking into the back of the enemy who had fallen to the ground and fallen into the snow, becoming a fixed target...... With a soft pop, more than 10,000 ghoul East Road troops were wiped out.

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