The dark red "wall" bar was ahead, and even those sitting in the back of the armored car could smell the disgusting smell of blood that filled the air.

None of them could guarantee that the car's outer metal would be protected from a crash with the strength of the sheet metal that covered it. The best outcome is that the car is blocked by that wall, and if there is a case, I am afraid that the car will be destroyed and killed.

This may be a joke in normal times, but the abilities of this car man are not among the best in Cartrice and the surrounding area, but they are all people with stronger abilities than ordinary people. I'm afraid they never thought that one day the lives of their group would have to be pinned on the strength of the deck of the body.

The mage inside the car is still driving the magic in his body, trying to use it to influence the natural magic in the surrounding environment, which has fallen into chaos, and construct some spells that can strengthen the defense. But their efforts were all in vain, and the out-of-control magic was no longer something they could forcibly control.

However, this is not because they are incompetent, but because they want to pry the magic of the entire area with human power, and it is absolutely impossible to do it without a certain number. Even Cruise François was only able to control the magic of the concept of "air" within a certain range of his surroundings, which was far inferior to his magicians, and it was self-defeating to forcibly cast spells in such an environment.

However, even if they knew that it was a thankless task, they had to continue to try to work hard just to increase everyone's chances of survival, and work hard for this goal. As a result of their actions, various magical regiments infiltrated the guards of the armored vehicles. But it didn't have any visible effect - let alone spells, even the most basic material enhancements didn't help.

Bang!

Perhaps in return for their actions with all their might. The Rubik's Cube, hidden under the armor plate, finally made some movement. It's too late, it's too fast, and it's not waiting for the Rubik's Cube to be running. The armored car strengthened by their magic had already crashed into the flesh and blood, and after a loud bang, the metal body of the car actually tore through the high wall of flesh and blood like a blade, and sprinkled the wreckage on the ground.

The insignificant magic had a corresponding effect, and they were wrapped around the body's armor, giving it a layer of protection that shimmered with a silver sheen. It was this weak layer of magic that allowed the armored car to pass through the high wall unscathed, which gave the slumped succumbing mages a little encouragement - at least their efforts were of little effect.

And after finally breaking through the line of defense, the armored vehicle, which was rushing at maximum power, also stopped. The high-speed core of the machine made a run-in sound like a mournful roar. Even a precision-crafted magic tool can't run at this efficiency for long, and if it doesn't take a break, the car may blow itself up due to overheating of the core before the enemy can attack them.

"No, how can this be?"

But just when they wanted to take a breather, what happened in front of them undoubtedly told them that the reality was still cruel. The light armored vehicle carrying a group of people managed to break through a line of defense set by the enemy, but stepped directly into a trap set behind the line.

True, they themselves knocked down the enemy's trap - most likely improvised by Sain Democlave after he noticed that they had turned the wheel. The car crashed into a magically ploughed crossroads, and on all sides of it were unformed monsters.

It's not just monsters. Dozens of black-painted mechanics—the equipment used by the city's garrisons to deal with monsters—were also aimed at the portholes of armored vehicles. The entrances to the other blocks have been blocked by the same "walls".

The only way to retreat was the hole that had been knocked open behind him, but the monsters that followed were already closing in, although they looked vulnerable. However, there is a clear numerical advantage. In fact, there are probably only a few people left in this car who still have combat effectiveness, even if it is an opponent who can be easily defeated. Now I am afraid that I can only think about how to escape with as few casualties as possible from them.

Even though these monsters or monsters created by Sain Democlera were negligible, the few figures standing in the distance exuded a sense of existence that was hard to ignore. That's a bunch of magicians. There's no doubt that they're working for that crazy guy.

It's like a special gift for the people sent by the academy. Originally, the mages who were only attacking the various strongholds in the city actually gathered more than twenty. Without exception, these people all held a long rod that looked like an iron spear in their hands, and they all pointed at Curt and them.

They were covered in blood-red robes, almost merging with the rain curtain, but the magic around them was strangely stable. Originally, it was like the magic of a berserk beast, but now it naturally swirled around them, and as long as it received the order, it would rush towards them.

Soon, gaseous magic shot out from the tips of the iron spears held by the sorcerers, and instead of directly pounced on the armored vehicle that had stopped, they hovered around it. Under the control of the magician, these red magic powers intertwined, depicting a huge Rubik's cube in the sky.

The General -

The enemy approached slowly without saying a word, as if they were enjoying putting pressure on them. The connected magic formed a network that quickly enveloped the isolated light armored vehicle, and then tightened it up a little bit, and it was about to wipe them out.

The feeling of powerlessness almost swallowed up these mages who were once quite confident in their abilities, and the status quo of almost desperate situation was undoubtedly the best mockery for them.

Admittedly, the inability to do anything about the status quo is not a mistake they make on their own initiative, but the enemy will not care about this. Intrigue is naturally a kind of tactic, and now that the strategy is successful, all they need to do is to annihilate them all.

But now this situation can no longer allow them to regret it, the magic power in their bodies has been exhausted in the previous actions, and now they can't do it even if they desperately want to bring up some of their magic power to fight. Having said that, even if they still have the strength to fight now, they can't risk being infected and rush into the rain of blood, and everyone knows what happened to those who were infected.

"Hey, I ask you. As everyone gritted their teeth and prepared for the enemy's attack, Lizzie suddenly said to the mage who was operating the vehicle, "How long will it take for the core to cool down? ”

According to Liqi's character, even if the mountains and rivers are exhausted, she is not willing to sit idly by, but takes advantage of the enemy's complacent ambition to launch a counterattack.

The enemy seemed to have decided that the armored vehicle was immobile, which was why they dared to approach them step by step, trying to destroy their psychological defenses before killing the group. But it is precisely because of this that Lizzie plans to drive the car by surprise.

"Yes, yes, yes"

The sorcerer hesitated to speak, he should know how to force the armored car, but this will inevitably lead to problems with the core of the machine. Mana artifacts require a large amount of mana, and once the power within the sealed zài overflows, it will turn into a giant bomb that is unstable.

It's not the enemy who dies or I die, and in this life-and-death choice, even these mages can't help but hesitate. They don't care about losing their lives, but ending their lives in this way in such a place still makes Jean feel an indescribable sense of helplessness.

"This is probably the biggest mistake you can make in your life - so if you don't want to die, don't think about it at this time, just do what I say!" she said bruisedly, smothering the sorcerer's unspoken words in her throat.

She wasn't putting pressure on her, because if she did something rash, there was a good chance that the mages here wouldn't survive tonight. And the remnants of their luck under the terrifying magic attack, whether it is body or soul, can not get a moment of peace.

The tragedy led by Sain Democlave is taking place in every corner of the city, and the lives and property of the inhabitants are being lost extensively, and it is clear that he does not care about the outcome. These are all tributes to his plan, and they will only swell the growing mana.

Instead of sitting and waiting, it's better to fight with them!

This thought suddenly came to the sorcerer's mind, prompting him to act quickly. I saw that he quickly opened the lid under the operation panel, stuffed a large piece of crystals of unknown materials into it, and then fixed it in the groove.

Buzzing!

Only a strange beep was heard, and the supposedly silent core let out a sharp roar, the sound was so loud that even the body vibrated in response to its roar. The sound of metal cracking could be faintly heard, presumably the metal that held the core in place was beginning to crumble.

The armored vehicle, which had only halted slightly, was once again reinvigorated in the roar, and the steel beast crashed into the enemy with a sound like a dying roar. A short distance of a few tens of meters is not too close for an armored vehicle traveling at full speed, and in the blink of an eye it is reduced to a distance of less than a few meters.

The foreseeable collision was just around the corner, and everyone's hearts were almost in their throats, and even Carlotta couldn't help clenching his fists. In front of the vehicle, through the rain curtain, the sorcerers could be seen with a slight look of surprise - it seemed that they had not expected this. (To be continued......)