But Kylelius and the Count, who had been observing them from a distance, saw the movement for sure, and the Count, who was not proficient in magic, did not perceive the strangeness and danger, but Kellius quickly realized the danger.

"Get down the tower!" Kellius suddenly shouted to the Count and Daphany and the others, and then, regardless of their reaction or astonishment, he led Cheryl and Bellamy to the bottom of the wall, a place far away from the wall.

Although the Count and the others were puzzled, they still came to the ground on the basis of agreeing with the fact that Kyrlius had a deep study of magic. But even so, they looked at Kylelius with puzzled eyes, expecting his explanation.

Daphany stared at him even more viciously, with the intention of not giving up without a good reason.

But Kyrlius didn't explain anything to them, and ignored the baroness in anger. He just looked at the wall, which had begun to shake and grew in magnitude, as if to see through it what was behind it.

As a magician who thinks he is still an excellent magician, Kylelius naturally knows that facing a magician who is at close range and has such a high level, on this kind of city wall without any protection against magic, it is basically equivalent to looking for death. The magicians of the high ring had a way to collapse the entire strong and tall wall in an instant.

And just as Kylelius predicted, after the crowd came to the city wall, the city wall behind them collapsed in an instant with a violent shaking like an earthquake.

Accompanied by screams of despair. The soldiers who had not yet had time to withdraw from the city walls, as well as the zombies and soldiers who were fighting here at the city gates, were buried in the ruins formed by the collapsed walls in this sudden tremor.

A loud noise focused everyone's attention there, and the collapse of the city wall caused a thick cloud of smoke and dust to rise on the ground, and the flying sand and gravel affected people's vision. And in this smoke, where no one was sure to survive, two figures slowly walked out.

The red robe was spotless, and the bald head with tattoos was particularly eye-catching. The people who came were the two red-robed ones who were still fighting with Diermod just now, the first two of the Necromantic Sect - Chief Penny Sean and Second Kel's Massugad.

'How can I escape from these two great magicians?' Kylelius smiled wryly as he thought that the option of resistance had not even the slightest hint in his mind.

Even if it's an escape. I want to be without any help. It is also almost impossible to do this in front of such a character.

Just as Kylelius was thinking about how to escape in a cold sweat, suddenly a white color appeared in front of Kyleus's eyes, blocking between everyone and the two red robes. Diermod looked a little embarrassed though. But there weren't too many injuries.

"So I said it. Knight. I don't need to get past you. I was able to get my test subjects into the town without any problems, and your efforts to stop them were just futile efforts. The Chief said to the knight.

As if to confirm the Chief's words. One by one, some zombies began to rise from the rubble, dragging their scarred and tattered bodies and moving forward slowly. They bite or scratch at soldiers who are not yet dead, and then they multiply their compatriots.

More and more zombies flocked to the interior of the town, but the Earl's side had no means or troops to stop their progress.

The knights of the Knights are outside fighting the hordes of zombies that have barely decreased. And the Earl's escort is no longer a few people left except for those who are quelling the chaos in Banji Town. As for Bent's squad, it had already been killed and wounded in the battle just now.

Diermod didn't speak, but the anger and anxiety on his face still showed his mood. The surging magic power poured out from his body again, and his sharp eyes were firmly fixed on the two red robes, and the absolute disadvantage made him dare not relax in any way.

Penny and Kel'thugad also unleashed a large amount of malevolent magic without showing weakness, and the invisible magic filled the air, making the air viscous and full of lethality, and the magicians who were extremely sensitive to the changes in the magic net could feel the drastic changes the most.

Daphany, who is also a magician but has poor strength, has been eroded by malicious magic at this time.

The magic of chaos caused her to vomit a large mouthful of blood in an instant. At the same time, the beautiful skin is constantly cracked, and blood is oozing from the surface of the cracked skin through the bursting blood vessels.

Compared to Daphany, another magician who is nearly twice as strong is not much better.

Although Kyleus's magic circuit is tougher than other races due to being a half-dead apostle, it has not been damaged too much, at least for a short time.

But this did not mean that the priest was not harmed, his sense of the magic net instantly became like a magic apprentice, and the jerky and obscure magic net had been covered with a layer of separation, so that Kyrlius could not easily feel the magic net at all.

The magic of the Necromantic School magician, full of death, invaded the magic net of Kylelius through the magic web without any hindrance.

His forty-eight open magic circuits have become a fatal weakness at this moment, and too many intersections with the magic web are equivalent to giving the enemy more ways to invade now.

An excess of mana poured into the magic circuits of Kyrlius, fiercely clashing with the priest's own magic. After hundreds of years of carefully tempered magic, the magic power of Kyrlius, although large, but not too high in quality due to insufficient training time, could not be resisted at all.

"What to do, if I continue like this, I can't do anything, I will be eroded by the magic of malicious invasion, and then I will either be demonized or die, although vampires may not die to this extent, but it is entirely possible for my strength to regress or even become a waste." Kelelius thought anxiously.

'I have finally found the purpose of life, the meaning of life, and the person I can fight for, and why is it ...... like this,' thought to Kyrlius in pain and despair.

Even with all your might, the gap in the quality of the magic still can't be bridged. Even though the amount of Necromantic Chief's magic invaded Kellius' body was not much, the current amount of Kellius' magic was still helpless against them.

Just when Kylelius was almost giving up hope, he suddenly felt the magic costume he wore every day, and at this moment, a large amount of large and refined magic power was transmitted to him like crazy and poured into the priest's body. (To be continued......)