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"Old head, if you're in the mood, you might as well try it yourself......"

The old general sneered, staring at the black-robed figure.

The glow of magic in the tent brightened, but it could not penetrate the shadow under the hood of the robe, as if the darkness there was the most objective existence...... However, General Bunares's gaze tightened, for in the depths of the darkness there were two more lights.

It was cold, pure, bright two dots of silver.

"Ah, of course, of course, but don't worry, I'll pay it back, I'll give it back to you, for a proper reason. I know that there are people in this world who will love the battlefield. But you're not that kind of person. In fact, a person of your age and status is more suitable for living in your own territory, isn't it?"

That gentle voice penetrated into the old man's ears and slowly conveyed joy...... Or, it was shaking his mind.

"With an army of 20,000 men, you have two capable subordinates, but the two of them are said to be at odds, because your lieutenant is your distant relative, but your chief captain is the one you have been cultivating, right? Do you think they're going to continue the siege?"

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"I'm complimenting you on your idea...... Once you die, this war will be lost to you, right? Then, whether it is your territory or your soldiers, it will be saved in the end, and I think the emperor will not let the sons of your family who have never been to the battlefield take over to lead the army in your place. And you, should have a lot of time. You can stay with your grandchildren and have fun with your family, right?"

"How do you know...... Are you trying to threaten me?"

The wrinkles on the old man's face were as deep as a knife, and the demon's whisper was a description of the regret in his heart, and it was the reason why he had to come here.

Even if they are old enough to fight, how many people are willing to go to the battlefield?

The answer is not what was asked. But it completely pierced the center of the problem, the guarantee of His Excellency the general's expedition was naturally for the safety of his own territory, in fact, this is also the practice of this world and this era, there is no certain guarantee. How could a king feel comfortable handing over a part of his military power to someone else?

So, he's hinting to himself, what can he do?

"Your Excellency, General Bunares, or rather, I should call you the Commander of the Empire. Do you think that Tuminis has no regrets in your life, Commander of the Second Army of the Knights?" As the old man's mind turned, the voice continued to tell things that seemed to have nothing to do with each other.

The strange silver eyes. It seemed to occupy all the field of vision in an instant, making the wrinkles on the old man's face condense. But a bitter smile unfolded at the corner of his mouth.

No regrets...... That's what only successful people can proudly proclaim, right? But is his life a success?

Even now, thirty years later, the family is already a rising upstart in the empire, but just as hail households will be strangled by the strange circle of 'no more than four generations of wealthy', a little-known family will be dragged by the unspoken rule that 'a nobleman needs five generations to run'.

Sblaise's director's business is only by force, crusade against bandits, conquest of rebels, territorial wars, and death battles with old enemies, in order to expand and defend his territory, he has gained his military reputation in countless killings, and has achieved his reputation as a military lord. And this, or maybe it's retribution—when the family's qiē originates from war and killing, so what causes it to fall into a crisis is killing, and war.

Therefore, he is standing here now, he must use this conquest to fight for his family to survive on the front line, no matter how reckless and unfeasible this war is, in the opinion of the old general, it is the only way to keep the family from declining.

Or, there are other ways.

He could not tolerate failure, because failure would not allow his family to escape this qiē...... But his death can.

Ah, if he dies, in order to appease him, the emperor must not have done anything in the near future, right? Or, let a powerful being whose ability is immeasurable give himself a complete end to this life?

It seems to be a very good ending.

The old man's body stiffened in place, and his old face seemed to become weird, as if he was laughing, but the next moment, a line of blood had bloomed on his neck and extended outward, and in the next moment, the powerful beating of the heart pushed the blood, and the pressure also made the human head fly high into the sky, and the warm blood drew a dazzling blood line in the light!

The Psychic Warlock held out his hand, and the human head tumbling in mid-air fell into his hands.

How can it be......

The mage named Kali almost roared at that moment, because from the moment he had just now, he had already placed several spells around the general, and even if that strange enemy was suddenly attacked, the various spells should be able to guarantee the old man's life, at least enough for him to cast more powerful spells to defend against danger.

However, the truth is so cruel - right in front of him, the old man's head was 'borrowed' in an instant.

"Well, don't forget, your two lieutenants will have their own opinions on the march, and if you can't get down here, it will be a little easier to retreat. Carrying the old head, the young man spoke, as if he were still talking to it.

Is he a madman?

At this moment, almost everyone's thoughts couldn't help but be shocked by that strange behavior, but after a short pause, that person had already stretched out his hand and waved.

The old man's head in his hand exploded in an instant!

An invisible shock wave suddenly spread!

The sturdy linen walls of the barracks were instantly covered with cracks, and the next moment, the walls of cloth that could even resist the penetration of arrows turned into countless scattered pieces of cloth! A huge force grabbed Kali's body from all directions, and the terrible sting pain made him let out a crazy cry in an instant!

But in that moment. A thin layer of golden energy stretched out around him! Covering the mage's body in an instant! It seemed that his home was indestructible, but the force pushed him backwards like a battering ram, and between the smoke and dust, a deep ravine was plowed into the ground!

The mage struggled to his feet, his body shaky, and the horror in his heart was almost indescribable!

If it weren't for the talisman around his neck, he would have been crushed by that power—the spell attached to the necklace. It's Otiluk's smart magic orb, this seven-ring spell is enough to resist any attack, and the effect of the instant explosion finally saves him from the fate of being crushed.

But in fact, it is not very good now, the arms have hung limply at the sides, and the forearms have twisted at an eerie angle. The blow just now, that strange force is almost unpredictable. It's like a, no, countless flexible and collaborative palms, pulling and pulling, the joints on his arms have been removed. Even if there is no wound, I can't make any movements.

As a mage, most of his spells rely on the cooperation of his palms and body, or some small tricks. However, he lost his arm in battle, for the mage. It's as miserable as being half dead!

Who is he?

The mage's eyes widened, he could see the faint magic web connection around the body of this pitch-black junior, but the three rings, shallow and immature, were the ignorant juniors on the magic path, which was very much in line with the young and excessive face under the shadow of the hood. However, Cali, who controlled the Seven Rings Spell and was only a step away from the door of the ** Master, would never believe what he saw.

A full-fledged mage-level being, able to break through his defenses with a single spell?

Looking at the sluggish foe, the pale, sharpened chin under the black hood lifted and curled his lips into a thin line in a beautiful arc—a cold, arrogant smile that seemed to admire Nati's magical power to resist his attacks. It seems to be nothing more than a simple mockery.

With a slight wave of the five fingers of his right hand sticking out of the sleeve of his robe, he stepped out of the big tent as if nothing had happened, and walked into the messy area outside the tent.

"You, you're crazy! we have to get out of here! or ......"

The female elf standing on the side widened her eyes and couldn't help but scream loudly. She took two steps back and stretched out the wooden staff in her hand, but for a moment she realized that she had no way to deal with the situation in front of her—attracted by the loud noise, and a noisy shouting could already be heard from the dozens of tents around her.

Then there was a shout and order, forming a clamor that spread out outward, and the people who could be stationed around the main tent were the elite of the warriors, so that in an instant there were already dozens of warriors rushing to the center, and more than half of them were even fully armed! long swords, spears, and even a few carrying military crossbows.

Finished.

The female elf was almost dark, even if it was a powerful lion, it was impossible to face the siege of so many enemies, she gritted her teeth, and for a while there was only the thought of how to escape in her heart, but in her eyes, the person under the black robe would only raise his head and scan the people around him, but he was more calm.

"It's the enemy's mage! He killed the general! What...... Kill him!"

In the midst of the chaos, more than a dozen figures had already swarmed up! And the Psychic Warlock had just raised his arm at this moment.

He held out a finger and pointed to the streamer that was running at the front. "Ability chaining, energy rays. He spoke calmly, but before that, a little green luster on his fingertips had spurted forward, turning into a striking, straight line.

The green light dotted on the chest of the first thunder red dragon, and his movements were frozen for a moment, and the turquoise luster, expanding on the leather armor surrounded by lightning, enveloping his body in an instant, so that body fell in the air, and then in the next moment, he hit the ground with a pop!

Poof...... The originally sturdy body was like a rotten broken bag, and the moment it hit the ground, it was already torn apart! Green juice gushed out from the crack in the 'pocket' with a pop, and a large puff of white smoke suddenly rose from the ground!

The pungent smell of rancid acid flowed outward with the smoke, and the figures rushing in this direction stopped for a moment. For at the same time, the light that pierced through the dead man was still stretching into the darkness of the distance—hitting the first target. Then it turned twelve times in an instant, and it formed a beautiful connection in the space.

And the end of each line almost means the end of a life...... Of the thirteen knights who were closest to each other, only the last three barely escaped the rays of acid, but the armor on his chest had been completely dissolved by the acid, and the guy who was closer only lived for a moment longer than his companions. When his heart was corroded and exposed, he was already exceptionally strong to be able to do so.

Violent screams. After all, it is common for them to charge at an enemy, even if it is a powerful mage...... However, if the target is replaced by a large exploding pungent acid, I am afraid that few people will be able to muster the courage to rush forward......

"Where's the mage! This guy is a ...... They can't come up, use the magic arrows!What about the archers?"

The mess lasted for a short moment, then several, then a dozen. Even the trembling of hundreds of bowstrings joined into a piercing hum.

The delicate triangular arrows of the arrows hissed and screamed in the air, and the archers of the Empire were far from any other country in terms of training and equipment, and even the short bow made by the Krurodians from the horns of the demon ox could not be compared to the six-foot long bow.

However, at this distance. The metals could only stagnate—an invisible layer of viscous air that canceled out all their kinetic energy, and eventually the fine creatures could only fall, drawing a neat circle of black pressure on the ground.

The psychic warlock didn't even glance at them, just pointed in that direction.

Ability Expansion: Ball of Energy, Lightning.

Ability expands this skill. Its roots are still nothing more than the manipulation of energy, the psychic warlock who has mastered it. It doubles the range of psionic abilities, and for some abilities, that's more than three times the power——

A huge arc of electricity rolls and wraps around, forming a group of illusions woven with electricity and light in the night!

It was a shocking scene, a storm of lightning that lit up the night in an instant, and everyone's face was a dull and deathly pale—no one could have imagined that such a terrible power would appear before them, and no one could have known that it would be so magnificent and magnificent.

In a magical world, the most common reaction to seeing "logically impossible things" is "this is an illusion". But then the mage realized that he was wrong,

"Big ...... Big...... Big ......"

Mage Kali stood there, a spell that was about to be released condensed in front of his eyes, but then, due to his messy thoughts, it collapsed in one fell swoop.

The air seemed to freeze, restraining the mage's body, making him almost unable to make a single movement. And the throat was dry, like a traveler who had walked in the desert for many days, and even a drop of water would make him thank the gods. It was a feeling of despair, despair, even though this was the center of their camp, with more than 20,000 soldiers around him, and the opponent in front of him was only two people, but when he faced the monster in black clothes and silver eyes, he seemed to be facing death.

Because at that moment just now, the movement of the opponent he felt, the appearance that seemed to give birth to eight arms, was not real, but it was not illusory either—it was not created by illusion, but time. It was the extremely compressed time that made his movements almost invisible.

Time stops.

Of all the spell representations, only this famous spell can do this.

viiii Ring Spell.

It's not a hallucination, it's not a lie, the enemy who seems to be just a little ghost is a real ......

"**Teacher, isn't it?"

"I know, you all want to ask that, don't you? Actually, it's a bit of a shame, I can't call it at the moment. The young man bowed softly and gave everyone a little hope, but his next sentence extinguished the spark of hope mercilessly.

"You know, although I personally hate this kind of thing, but, procedures, steps, this kind of old man thing, after all, is the main body of this world, so I am not for the time being, but maybe soon, I can get this title. ”

Is this true, or is it a lie?

And not give everyone a chance to guess, because the man began to confirm his words in the next moment, he

"As for this war? Hahaha, I can assure you, I like war, gentlemen, I like war, gentlemen, I like war the most......"

The subtle hum in the air made everyone's hearts tremble, (to be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation, monthly pass,