The clothes worn by the wind are called the wings of the wind, also known as the wings of the wind, which was originally a treasure obtained by a certain royal family, but was later stolen by the grandfather of the wind, and the grandfather left it to the wind after his death.

Wind Wing is a very special set of clothing, almost exclusively for the use of Wind Demons, it can change with the wind, and can condense its form, wearing it without feeling its weight. Yes, it doesn't seem to have weight at all, it's the presence of the wind.

The garment had been studied by the royal alchemists of the royal family, but nothing had come of it, let alone how it was made. In short, it is a very magical treasure.

Riding the wind wings, he came to the combat command room by asking the Yanyang Army, and happened to bump into Tom who was drinking a drink at the door.

"Hello. Wind appeared in front of Tom and sniffed the air, "Well, it's a very special scent, and the juice of Nagarjuna must taste good." ”

This juice is a great help in the recovery of physical and magical exertion.

"What are you doing here?" said Tom, glancing at him and taking a sip of the purple juice from the crystal cup. He'd seen the wind, but he didn't like the flamboyant guy.

Storm Xiao didn't care about the words in his words, and said with a smile: "Of course I'm here to help, this is the purpose of my coming to Yanyang City." ”

Tom said, "The defense of Burning Sun City can't be defended by letting you have an outsider to help, so that it can be defended. ”

"Whether that's the case or not, it's not up to you. Swift Wind said: "Okay, don't talk about this, take me to the front line, I haven't done anything for a long time." ”

"Hmph. Tom handed the cup to one of the guards next to him and left. In fact, he doesn't look down on the strength of the wind, and he doesn't even care about Yang Yan, he won't despise it casually, but he doesn't like this guy to have no one in his eyes.

On the city wall, because of the addition of the Burning Sun Guards Regiment, the situation has been more effectively controlled, and even the confrontation in the air has been temporarily stabilized.

After listening to the latest report of the lieutenant general, Tom looked at the endless coalition forces and mercenaries under the city, and at the same time looked at the defenders in other directions of the city wall.

At present, many of the Thousand Tooth Crossbows and Demon Rock Cannons have been damaged, although there are still arrows and shells, but the remaining city defense equipment can no longer effectively block the advance of the coalition army, and now it is more of hand-to-hand combat on the city wall.

The number of losses of the magicians was also very large, which worried Tom the most. The gathering of mages is an important means to effectively contain the attack of the coalition forces, and if the mages cannot form a combat force, the entire Acropolis will be quickly overturned. However, the support of the Burning Sun Guards and the timely treatment of the hospital ensured that those who were injured could return to the battlefield as soon as possible.

Tom spun around for a moment, occasionally slaying a few coalition troops who jumped out of the air. He glanced at the wind next to him, and saw that as soon as the wind hand was raised, a strong gust of wind immediately blew a coalition soldier not far away, as if he was attracted by the raised hand. Then the wind grabbed the allied soldier's clothes, and suddenly the wind blade wrenched, and in one fell swoop the allied army was wrenched into pieces.

Swift shook the blood sauce from his hand, wiped it on Tom's tall body again, and asked, "Are those in front of you the magician squad?"

"It's a squad dedicated to the red-robed archmage group, and there are several such squads in the Acropolis City, in order to unleash larger magic and inflict greater and stronger damage on the enemy. Tom said.

Tempest saw that there were many knights and warriors near the group of mages desperately resisting the rushing and falling coalition soldiers, so that the mages could perform their magic with peace of mind. He also saw the empty bottles of juice and potions that had been discarded at the feet of the magicians, which of course was used to give them a faster recovery of their strength and magic.

The potion made from spring water from the mountains, daffodils, and bone powder from large river finfish has a catalytic effect on the recovery of magical power.

"Looks like this is a squad of wind mages. The wind walked over.

These red-robed magicians were gathering in a circle, and at the same time, they gathered powerful magic power, forming a huge wind magic array in the air. After the formation dispersed, six huge tornadoes formed in several directions a few hundred meters away, frantically destroying the soldiers of the coalition army, and the casualties were hundreds of thousands at once.

After casting the magic, the magicians were panting, they were already very tired, even the great magicians with deep magic and will, they would be tired from overconsumption, and at this time they needed a little medicine and food that would have a stimulating effect.

Swift Wind looked at the wind magic he had just cast, shook his head, and sighed, "Is this also called wind magic? At his age, he is only at this level, which is simply an insult to the wind element in this world!"

"What do you mean!" the great magicians were furious when they heard the kid's sarcastic words.

Tempest was nonchalant: "I mean, it's the first time I've seen such bad wind magic. ”

Of course, this sentence is not serious, if the super wind magic that the four great magicians jointly perform is considered bad, then I am afraid that few people in the mainland can perform it decently.

These big magicians were suddenly even more angry, among the four of them, the younger one was in his thirties, and the oldest one was in his sixties, how could he not be angry when he was mocked by such a teenage young man.

Swift Wind jumped on the edge of the city wall, grabbed a flying arrow head-on, he looked at the sea of people and beasts below, and said with a smile: "I'll let you old things see what decent wind magic is." ”

In a flash, the wind turned into a strong green wind, and flew straight down towards the crowd below, until it flew a few hundred meters away.

After a gust of wind blew, a soldier of the coalition army was startled when he saw a person suddenly appear in front of him, and when he saw this young man clearly, he took the metal sharp stick in his hand and stabbed him.

The wind did not dodge or dodge, allowing him to attack, but slowly closed his eyes.

The soldier stabbed a few times with a fighting spirit, and found that it was all pierced, as if stabbing into a false image. He didn't know what was going on, but a guy next to him shouted: "It's a magician, a magician who has been elementalized!"

It's not that the battle spirit can't hurt him, it's just that this soldier's strength is not enough to hurt the wind.

Some of the soldiers who were rushing forward also stopped and looked at the guy in the middle.

Slowly, a breeze blew through the crowd and blew on these steaming soldiers, making them feel comfortable and cool.

However, the wind blew stronger and stronger, and gradually blew their magic hats on them, so that their hair was swaying and their eyes could not be opened.

On the city wall, the four taunted archmages looked in the direction where the wind was flying: "What is he doing? Why hasn't there been any movement for a long time?"

"Probably killed by the Coalition. A great magician laughed. However, although he said this, he didn't think so in his heart, from the way the wind went down just now, of course the learned great magician knew that he was a magician, and that he was an elementalized magician, and he also knew that he could not be killed so easily.

With the wind as the center, the wind around it is getting stronger and stronger, blowing some people to the east and west, but it is not strong enough to hurt people.

The magic around him had already hit the wind, but at this time, the wind shield that swirled on his body undoubtedly blocked those attacks that were not 'very strong'. The wind radiated out from his body, blowing farther and farther, and he was directing all the nearby wind elements to resonate, so that those winds maintained the same changes as his body.

Soon, the wind gradually stopped again, and the wind also opened his eyes, he looked at the dazed soldiers around him, and said lightly: "When you go to the battlefield, you must have the consciousness of death." ”

Hurricane of Terror!

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