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A huge stone flew past the tower, making the faces of the entire tower pale, and if the stone was a little higher then they would become a delicacy "meatloaf".

"Mo Xuan, it's time for you to go, the magic power of the two of us has been used up. Barnett helped Channing, who was pale and overwhelmed by his mana, to the bottom of the watchtower.

It seems that the two of them will not come up again for the time being, and the magician does not want to recover his mental power and magic power like an archer, as long as he can still open his bow, he will still have combat effectiveness.

"What are you doing, now you should unleash your magic and smack those wolf heads' butts instead of writing and drawing here, what's the use!" Barron shouted angrily at Mo Xuan.

"Give me two minutes and you'll know the power of these symbols. The Moxuan ignored Barron's shouts and continued to do his job.

What Mo Xuan is doing is to depict the magic array, a very simple magic array, its role is to assist in joint casting, and to maintain the success rate of joint casting to the greatest extent.

But these are useless tasks for Barron, who has no knowledge of magic at all.

"Just two minutes. After Barron finished speaking, he ignored Mo Xuan, opened his bow and arrow, and a long arrow passed through the chest of a werewolf at a very fast speed: "See? Relax like me, don't be nervous." As the captain, not only has to implement the orders of his superiors, but also mediates the psychology of these recruits, Barron feels tired, by the way, there are also those three magicians, take a look at Mo Xuan Barron, who is still portraying the magic array, pout, what can it be for?

Two minutes later, a rudimentary magic array was formed under the gaze of everyone, and there was no earth-shattering sound of ghosts and gods, so all the archers were dissatisfied with Mo Xuan, just for this two minutes were wasted, I think it was the reason for the fear of death, and the dissatisfaction with the various good treatment of magicians was vented in my heart, and the eyes couldn't help but despise Mo Xuan and the three of them, and the archers' waists were straighter, and even the fear of death became smaller.

"Cyril, go and see what's going on at Tower 29, where is the magician? Is he dead? "Hawke, the commander in charge of this section of the wall, was unhappy that Tower 29 suddenly fell silent.

In fact, if the magician does not reach the level of the great magician, then the influence on the battlefield is actually very small, especially this kind of 10,000-level battlefield, it is not as practical as having a few more archers.

Then why are there magicians, it is because of the deterrent power of magicians, being stabbed to death by a knife and being burned to death by fire is more terrifying? Just look at the history of whether there are more people who raise fire ** or more people who draw swords to kill themselves.

With a magician, orcs don't dare to rush forward boldly, especially gray werewolves, orcs with dense and long hair, and it's not a fun thing to be burned alive by fire magic.

"Yes, sir. Hawke's lieutenant, Cyril, turned around and prepared to run towards the Twenty-Nine Magic Tower.

"Wait, what's that?" The moment he turned around, Cyril suddenly realized that he seemed to have seen something just now: "Whatever! Let's take a look at what happened to the Magic Tower No. 29 first, it seems that there are a few rookie magicians on that magic tower, it can't be that they have a problem!"

"Oh, oh, that's nice, another one. The great god Hawke shouted, shouting and not forgetting to use the spear in his hand to stab a gray werewolf who had climbed to the top of the city and pushed him to the bottom of the city.

"That area of Cyril is in charge of the magic tower, and I want to take credit for them. With a quick swing of the spear in his hand, stabbing the orcs to death, Hawke shouted excitedly.

Cyril, who hadn't seen what had happened, hadn't come to his senses yet: "What?" Cyril didn't understand what Hawke was talking about.

After saying that, Cyril turned his head to look, a thick electric light flashed out of a watchtower, and then it crashed into the gray werewolf team, and then the gray werewolf team of nearly twenty people lay on the ground and puffed out of green smoke, and even Cyril smelled the smell of roasted meat.

For the gray werewolves, the battle for this section of the city wall is very miserable, since the sentry did not emit magic a few minutes ago, a large number of gray werewolves began to gather to prepare to storm this section of the city wall, I didn't expect the human resistance to be so fierce, the thick electric light with the power of destruction in the crowd everywhere, the dense crowd provides the greatest convenience for the magic to maximize the lethality.

Maybe two magic kills forty or fifty people is nothing for the gray werewolves who count ten thousand units for each invasion, but for the thousands of gray werewolves who are fighting for this section of the city wall, the gray werewolves who are still gathering together in an instant are like withered petals and begin to scatter, this is the deterrent power of magic.

"Is this a watchtower? I look like a magic tower, or there is a great magician in it, otherwise how could I use such horrible magic. With a heartfelt sigh, Cyril looked at the Twenty-Nine Tower, the target he was going to just now.

"Man, you're amazing, you look like a magician, you look at what the magicians in the other watchtowers look like, they don't have any power. Seeing the gray werewolves scattering, Barron's mood improved significantly, and even the tone of his conversation with Mo Xuan and the others improved, and he had a talent for changing faces.

It's just that the words that came out made Mo Xuan cry and laugh, it seems that this is really just a rough person who doesn't understand anything, the spell they just released is a fourth-level magic lightning, and it is already remarkable that ordinary mages can release fourth-level magic well in this tense situation, let alone maintain the power of magic.

As for the fourth-level magic they unleashed, it was extremely powerful because of the magic power of the three of them.

Then came the time when all kinds of individual magic came into play, and the scattered gray werewolves made the swarm magic very wasteful.

"Fireball. "The second fireball", "the big fireball" and the "giant fireball" are like opening a magic cram school for the gray werewolves, and various fireballs from level one to level five are sent out from Mo Xuan, but this kind of magic popularization is a means of boosting morale for ordinary soldiers, and for the gray werewolves, it is the god of death, especially the fire magic that the gray werewolves are most unwilling to face in that magic tower, and they don't want to be burned alive.

Therefore, there are fewer gray werewolves under this section of the city wall, and sparsely sparse and sparse gray werewolves will not bring the slightest pressure to the defenders.

"What's going on there. "The werewolf Captain Longclaw, who commanded the werewolf attack, was very angry, and under his command, someone dared to dodge the attack.

"There's a powerful magician there, and his magic kills forty or fifty of us at once, and our attacking team was so killed and wounded there just now. "As the leader of the 29th city wall, One-eye, of course, will not say that he is afraid of death and secretly runs down, trying to exaggerate the enemy's strength in order to evade responsibility more.

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