Chapter 136: Attack on the Mage
All the army, attack!
There was no horn, no shout, Lanloth took a flat step forward, and the sound of footsteps, which seemed incomparably faint in this vast space, was like a thunderclap. The crowd surged forward like a tsunami.
At the same time, the Eternal Dragons hovering near the energy storm reacted at about the same time.
"Lanloth, lean back a little, don't rush for quick success. Salorian held the wide Queildra in front of him like a shield, and as he charged, he did not forget to instruct the gray-haired elves behind him.
"Don't worry, I'm in control. ”
At a distance of hundreds of meters, even if Lanlos had great ability, it was impossible for him to have the confidence to complete the assault alone under the resistance of the Eternal Dragon.
It's just getting started.
The Eternal Dragon, which struck from the sky under the pressure of black and white, roared like a storm of thunder, wrapped in terrifying power, and poured towards this mortal army.
But unfortunately, before the dragon's roar had a considerable deterrent effect on mortals, the blue dragon and the bronze dragon slashed out in the air, accompanied by a deafening roar that did not fall in the slightest, and rushed straight towards the enemy formation.
Suddenly, wails and hiss played in unison, all kinds of breath lit up the sky, and the corpses of seriously injured and even dead dragons continued to fall. With a slight advantage in numbers, the blue dragon and bronze dragon, who were bent on attacking, quickly gained the upper hand.
The goal of the Eternal Dragon is to stop or even destroy the dragon scales, naturally not everyone will be entangled with the dragon, even if the opponent's attack is fierce, there are still many low-flying fish that have slipped through the net and come to the front of the mortal army.
Whew——!
Without waiting for the Eternal Dragon to breathe or use the power of time to boost its speed and attacks, a rain of arrows and swirling double-headed swords shot out of the ranks. The arrows were fine, at best they could only hinder the dragon with its hard scales, but the two-headed swords were very strange.
Although it is rare to break through the protection of the Eternal Dragon, once it collides with the dragon, the latter's connection with the magic power is immediately cut off, the breath is deflected, the magic is dissolved, and some of the Eternal Dragons even accidentally fall directly from the low altitude.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Salorian led the ground troops and the dragonmen of the Cave of Time to speed up the rush, and cooperated with the demon bats responsible for suppressing the upright, in the continuous magic bombardment of the spellcasters, like a roller loaded with hobs, as long as it was the eternal dragon that landed, it was almost impossible to return to the sky alive.
But dragons are dragons after all, and as the number of enemies flying and landing at low altitudes increases, the casualties of the land forces are still increasing exponentially in the face of these behemoths that wave their hands at every turn, even with the help of demonic summons.
This is the disadvantage of the blue dragon and the bronze dragon that specialize in attacking, relying on the mortal troops on the ground to fight against the dragon with supermodels in all attributes, which can be said to be tantamount to using human lives to pile up a way. If it weren't for Kael'thas before his attack, seeing his companion fall like mowing grass, I'm afraid the crowd would have been in chaos.
However, if this situation is allowed to continue, it will be a matter of time before the ground forces lose their bearings. What's more, Lanlos didn't want to see all these figures that were alive just now buried in front of his eyes.
The pace of progress slowed suddenly, and the gray-haired elf raised his holy sword, and as a light golden glow fell, a crisscrossed golden circle suddenly appeared from under his feet.
Chakra: Yo, a powerful magic similar to the 8-ring spell, can continuously and slowly heal all creatures within a radius of 30 yards, and at the same time, all healing spells can perform an additional range of small healing around the recipient for about 10 yards.
Chakras are enchantment-like beings in holy light magic, and when successfully cast, they only require a small amount of magic to last for a long time. But at the same time, as an 8-ring divine technique, Chakra Youyou itself also has a powerful holy light energy, and if it is cast once, it can perform a powerful healing on all creatures within the range.
As the moment the golden circle condensed and formed, the gray-haired elf that looked extremely solemn and sacred under the glow of the Holy Feather Bonus swung his sword forward, and in an instant, the magic circle shattered, splitting into countless tiny golden flashes, forming a ring to cover a large area around the area.
The wounded who had fallen to the ground and wailed could not stop suddenly feeling the pain dissipate, and most of the warriors who had just been traumatized quickly recovered as before, and with a face full of ecstasy and reverence, they once again joined the team against the Eternal Dragon.
Taking advantage of the chakra:bless boosted morale, Lanlos flipped his wrist, and the king's blessing and the radiance of courage sprinkled over everyone's heads in the humming of a chant.
Is it over? How is it possible?!
Retracting Adruin, Lanlos smiled strangely, grabbed Saratas, who was hidden by the cloak on his waist, and climbed up his arm with a burst of dark magic that made his mind stir, his eyes seemed to glow with a layer of blood. As he whispered some kind of ancient and inexplicably terrifying incantation, the faint glow of blood spread in the blink of an eye, covering almost everyone's eyes and palms.
Bloodthirsty!
In just a few seconds, the mortal troops who were still nervous and panicked suddenly beat the chicken blood, squeaked in excitement one by one, and frantically swung their butcher knives towards the Eternal Dragon that fell to the ground, for fear that if they were one step slower, they would not be able to taste the hot blood of the enemy.
Lanloth's holy light spell turned the entire ground force into red-hot sharp knives, and the bloodlust made the warriors' offensive crazy and ferocious, and in an instant, the line was rapidly advancing forward.
But at the same time, the Eternal Dragon was not stupid, attracted by the successive magical aura, and more dragons swooped down despite the interception of the air interception. The battle was like a black meteor shower that shot towards Lanlos.
Is this the limit?
Looking at the past, realizing that the distance of this breakthrough was only more than half, Lanlos couldn't help but sigh lightly.
Of course, this so-called limit is the limit of pushing forward under ground cover, not the limit of Talanlos. Now the Eternal Dragon is desperate to launch a fire against him, which is bound to destroy him and the dragon scales, and continue to stay in the crowd, which will only increase casualties, and will not form an effective resistance.
After all, no matter how strong it is, mortals are mortals after all, and compared to dragons who don't even want their lives, they are still too much worse.
Realizing this, the elven mage suddenly shouted: "Salorian!
Breaking the courage and roaring like thunder, he shouted his name, and the morning seeker who took the lead was a spirit, subconsciously stopped his steps, and stopped urgently with the rest of his comrades.
But at this moment, Lan Luos suddenly burst into emerald green flames, leaving a vague afterimage that flashed in the screaming of the wind, and galloped forward, and in the blink of an eye, he had already opened a considerable distance from the ground troops.
"I'm cao! hurry up and catch up!" The elven mage's reckless action frightened Salorian into a foul mouth, and hurriedly led the team to follow, but unfortunately, the gray hair that galloped away in the chaos was almost blurred.
Evil energy charged, straight line dance, Lanloth in less than a breath, has been far behind the ground troops' line. At the same time, in this position, he seemed to be ignorant of life and death, and plunged headlong into the enemy's encirclement.
The excited Eternal Dragon roared, and in the blink of an eye, it swung its claws at the gray-haired elf that was close at hand.
But in the next second, the evil fire filled with the aura of destruction ignited again, and the elf strode forward, shattering the ground with incredible force in the deafening roar of the ground, and throwing the elf's body out like a cannonball. Easily crossed the position of the giant dragon in front of him, and slammed into the top of the giant dragon behind him that failed to react in time like hellfire.
Boom!
With this blow, the dragon erupted into a hoarse wail, and its entire body fell uncontrollably. And the elf, with this springboard, jumped into the air again.
But this behavior made the people in the back of Salorian and others feel shocked. After all, all that circled around him were the pitch-black Eternal Dragon.
Without a command, the dragon in front of him let out a low roar, its broad wings spreading, as if to announce to Lanloth that he would never be able to pass through this line of defense.
Feeling the strong wind coming towards him, the latter only smiled coldly, and at some point there was an extra black blade like a barb in his hand. Turning the blade towards the palm of his right hand, his gaze suddenly became cold as frost, and he slashed hard with the knife in his hand.
Rumble!
The splattered blood instantly turned black as ink, faintly glowing with a mysterious and eerie dark purple halo, and before the Eternal Dragon could recover from this majestic and familiar shadow energy, the spurted blood set off a roar like the sky and the earth cracking.
Crazy swelling, the void reigned, and the endless shadow energy turned into countless thick tentacles under the guidance of the blood flow that spurted forward, and in that terrifying roar, it was like a large net of shadow tentacles, entangling most of the body of the dragon in front of it.
The elf, who was completely engulfed by the pitch-black streamer, pulled out of thin air, and the tentacles contracted violently, quickly throwing him into the distance. As for the Eternal Dragon, which had been pierced by countless tentacle whiplashes, it had lost its support and was falling weakly towards the ground.
Newly freed from the encirclement, Lanloth did not stop, the illusion and clone diverted attention, and the Shadow Leap and Shadow Step were cast one after another, plus the evil energy charge, blade dance, and flash. Blessed by the unpredictable shadows, he seemed to be a ghost, flickering and moving through the dense ranks of Eternal Dragons, and in the blink of an eye, he was more than half the distance to the platform.
Seeing that this guy was like entering a no-man's land, the Eternal Dragon was completely anxious, and immediately mobilized all his strength to gather in front of him. The magic of Shadow and Time turned their figures into countless intersecting and overlapping shadows, like a wall of countless souls of black dragons, blocking the path of Lanros.
But this happened to fall into his trap.
Seeing the elf curl up in the air, he was about to touch the iron wall of shadows, and he roared violently, stretching his whole body.
Rumble!
Madness and despair turned into a majestic torrent of void, and even the dark streamer that was swallowed up by the light instantly affected everything around them. Several dragons even died on the spot because of this powerful energy impact, and many more roared in endless madness and despair and fled in all directions, regardless of the enemy and the enemy, biting and fighting together.
Within a radius of more than ten meters, everything was emptied, and by inertia, Lanlos fell to the ground, and several tumbles in succession unloaded the force. Ahead, the roaring dark golden storm was less than ten meters away, and no one around him could stop him.
Kelanlos did not rush forward, and the continuous physical exertion, coupled with the weakness after the madness, made his body like a tsunami of exhaustion like a falling shelf.
Taking a deep breath, the elf ignored the chaos of the surrounding situation, and walked forward slowly, and at the same time, the mysterious purple light turned into a one-man high storm that engulfed him, and the high awakened surging magic almost turned into substance.
And taking advantage of this effort, the Eternal Dragon, who had just been torn apart by the Void Torrent, turned back again, and was bound to take this last opportunity to cut down this amazing elf under the horse.
It's a pity that the dragons, who are eager for quick success, ignore the shining magic staff in his hand.
Feeling the magic power in his body again, the elven mage exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and then turned around leisurely, flipped his wrist, and held Elunis high, with a seemingly weak smile on his face, but it revealed an inexplicable contempt and indescribability.
Hearing a long howl that broke through the air, the staff was shot out by the elves with force, heading straight towards the center of the Eternal Dragon's dense formation. Then, as if admitting defeat, the elf stopped in the face of the overwhelming black dragon, crossed his hands, protected in front of him, and between his fingers, the annoying smile on the corner of his mouth opened slightly.
“Boom!”
Boom ——!
Egwene's anger lit up the hall, a blast so strong that it seemed to make the entire Cavern of Time tremble faintly, easily tearing apart the Eternal Dragon's onslaught. The blood flowed like ink in the sky, as if all this in front of me was just a splendid and spectacular landscape ink painting, and there were no dragons or elves at all.
Because the latter had already flown backwards with the impact of this wild and majestic arcane energy, quietly submerging into the storm of time.
The shouts and roars in his ears disappeared, and Lanlos lay on his back on the smooth platform, listening to the howl of the energy storm and the regular hum of the hourglass of time, and the whole person couldn't help but relax.
The moment he was knocked into the storm, he felt that his spiritual connection to Elunis had disappeared, and he seemed to have entered another dimension, a cave that did not belong to the Cave of Time, a strange space without the concept of time.
There was nothing here, except for the huge hourglass, except for the dragon scales that fell to the floor, except for him, except for the other dragon scale that shone faintly on the other side of the hourglass.
!!
Just as he was about to take a break, Lanloth suddenly jumped up from the ground, his eyes like torches, piercing through the brilliant golden streamer, staring directly at the equally shocked creature opposite.