With the solemn chant of the short old man, the thorn magic array that bound the Chaos Mammoth once again emitted a golden bright light, and the brown and silver natural ancient god runes swirled around the ring array, making a buzzing sound. Countless magical thorns and vines leaped up, clashing and twisting with the violent-purple serpent of light, while wrapping tighter around the mammoth's body, once again suppressing its struggle.

This old man standing behind the banner and phalanx of the Imperial Alliance has a noble identity, he is the supreme commander of this army, the co-commander, Lord Hortel von Nicholas, the general of the Rick Imperial Court, a mid-level peak natural mage with decades of combat experience! Compared to his strong strength, Frey is just a young magic apprentice or a new magic swordsman, and Catherine, a genius girl in the metal department, is just a novice among mid-level melee mages.

"Such a powerful pseudo-god Tal natural system divine power, this is a mid-level peak natural system mage of an unbeliever!

The old Chaos wizard wielded his terrifying staff with all his might, trying his best to contend with the mighty forces of nature. In front of this difficult opponent, his demon snake fell into a disadvantage, and was crushed by the dancing golden thorns one by one. And the Seal of Slaanesh on the body of the War Mammoth began to dim, and it seemed that the power of defensive magic was rapidly weakening. This caused beads of sweat to appear on the wizened Kugan wizard's forehead, and wrinkles and muscles were squeezed together.

"Condense the magic power and form a chaotic eight-pointed star magic array according to the position!"

The hunchbacked old wizard let out a hoarse sound, the tone of the old man like rust across glass. Eight Chaos witches and apprentices quickly rode around him, raising their staffs to cast spells with him. In the blink of an eye, large and small purple demon snakes swirled and rose, carrying smoke and fluctuations and pounced on the Chaos Giant Elephant, which had become the center of the battlefield's magical fighting. The Chaos Elephant roared as hard as it could, writhing its fleshy body in an attempt to break free from the thorns.

"Curved cannons and archers hit the enemy's mages with projectile projectiles, and frontal pit viper cannons give the mammoth another blow!

The order of the Wing Commander, Lord Hotel, was simple and swift. As a result, the sound of trumpets and military flags danced at the same time, and the large-caliber curved guns located behind the phalanx let out a roar, and two thirty-pound blasting grenades flew one after the other towards the chaotic queue that spewed purple demon snakes more than a hundred meters behind the giant elephant. Dozens of Steelland longbowmen armed with yew longbows, dressed in green leather armor, and wearing small brown triangular hats with feathers on their heads, also neatly bent their bows into the sky, shooting out the demon-breaking arrows engraved with magic runes like locusts, and falling on the purple target that loomed three hundred paces away.

In fact, neither the heavy explosive shells of a curved cannon nor the long-range projectile arrows fired by longbowmen are anything accurate, and it is not easy to destroy a small group of targets in the smoke cloud from 300 meters away. But the old Wing Captain's plan was clear, and his goal was to let the exploding wind and the breaking power of the Mithril Arrow interfere with the spell casting of the Chaos wizards. And, it did work as it should.

A blasting grenade exploded in a loose line of hussars forty meters away from the Chaos wizards, tossing several Kugan cavalry into the sky along with their broken hooves, like dead leaves fluttering in the autumn wind. Another blasting bomb sank into the ground about thirteen or fourteen meters away from the Chaos Wizard, and then exploded, raining snow dust and black dirt along with red-hot shrapnel towards them not far away.

With a terrible scream, a half-naked Chaos witch fell to the ground from shrapnel, blood staining her white abdomen and chest. At the same time, the powerful blast wind and earth and stone also knocked down the other two Chaos apprentices, and the storm wrapped in their black cloak pushed them to the ground, and the entire Chaos Octagonal Star Magic Circle began to disintegrate, and the demon snakes surrounding the giant elephant immediately became dim.

"All artillery, chain and solid shells fired!"

The young artillery officer, Trius, let out a roar of ecstasy, and in that precious time, he and his men had cooled the cannon with lightning-fast vinegar and loaded it with chain and solid bullets inlaid with Mithril Breaking Runes. Although many were shot down or killed or wounded by the Chaos Cavalry, preparations for the second salvo were completed. They won't miss a striking fixed target.

The thunderous sound of cannon tore through the air, and flashing chain and solid bullets whizzed towards the chaotic mammoth. A solid bullet struck the troll's right front leg, and the tremendous force directly tore the pillar-like hoof apart, causing it to collapse into the chaotic magic array, and blood erupted like a gushing spring. The chain-chain bullets that flew like butterflies slammed into the mammoth's forehead, and the red-hot cast-iron chains embedded in the muscles and skull, almost tearing open half of the troll's skull, and the weakened magical defense could no longer withstand the blows of the cannonballs, accompanied by an earth-shattering wail, the life of the Chaos Mammoth came to an end, and he completely collapsed among the magic thorns and vines that were waving.

"Chaos' killer weapon is over, soldiers, it's time to counterattack!"

The diminutive Wing Commander, Lord Hotel, stopped casting the spell, large drops of sweat running silently down his wrinkled face. It is no easy task to bind a mad Chaos beast weighing tens of thousands of pounds with ranged magic, let alone a group of Chaos wizards who are not inferior at the same time. Although Lord Hotel was a powerful mid-level peak natural mage, he had also consumed most of his mana in the vicious battle just now, and his physical strength was almost exhausted. After all, the attack surname of the ranged mage is different from the melee mage or magic swordsman with strong physical strength, and behind the strength of descending divine power on the heads of distant enemies is the weakening of physical strength.

Exhausted, the old Wing Leader was still invigorated, having destroyed the enemy's killer Chaos Mammoth, and had also wreaked havoc on the fierce Chaos Wizards, adding another page to his forty years of glorious military career. He turned his head to look north of the position, and could see the Imperial Coalition cavalry and their banners rolling forward, while the chaotic gray and purple arrays were chaotic and retreating. It seems that the main cavalry of the army will also be victorious in the brave battle between Baron Nastillan and the young god prince of Midland!

Lord Hotel's thoughts stirred for a moment, as if the extreme exhaustion of his physical strength had disappeared, but suddenly, he felt a peculiar fluctuation in the air, what was it?

But it was too late, and a terrible chill pierced Lord Hotel's chest, and he saw blood-red, sharp objects poking through his breastplate. This powerful mid-rank peak mage barely had time to say a word before he fell crookedly from his warhorse!

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