Coincidentally, just as Levi razed the walls of the ancient Thrassander Empire in the battlefield of trials with a flaming dragon breath and began to attack in a big way, the siege battle on the northern front battlefield outside Luskan City was also in full swing.

Similar to the predicament of the ancient Imperial army of Thrassand, in the face of the Zelandia warriors who used the Iron Golem as a vanguard bunker, carried a thick tower shield, and armed themselves to the eye with plate armor, ordinary arrows could hardly achieve much tangible results except for a few sparks.

At the command of General Kuth, all the longbowmen turned their arrows and beckoned to the Knights of the Silver Moon further behind.

Although the lethality is also limited, it is better than no result, which makes Captain Jairo jump to his feet, but he is helpless.

Who made them not only have no money but also the conditions to build that kind of door-panel tower shield in batches, and the quality of their own full-body plate armor is also inferior to Zelandia, who is the oligarch of Northland Minerals.

As the saying goes, flies don't bite seamless eggs, which is perfectly interpreted here.

It's just that the rain of arrows can't help them, but it doesn't mean that the Luskan people can't do anything about them.

Hundreds of cannonballs and stones came with a heart-whirling sound accompanied by the roar of alchemical cannons and the tugging and groaning of wooden structures as ancient trebuchets threw boulders.

Even if more than 200 military mages led by Fei She kept releasing various plastic energy spells to intercept them, there would still be many fish that slipped through the net and fell into the military formation.

As the alchemy cannon that basically dominates the sea power in the world, the power is still considerable.

Even if the Iron Golem raised its greatsword to resist, it would often stumble, leaving obvious pits in the thick steel body.

And once it fell into the military formation behind him, even the tower shield that made the bow and arrow helpless was dented and deformed on the spot, and several knights flew out like bowling balls with a muffled snort, and they were injured when they were rubbed and killed when they were hit.

Compared with the battlefield of trials, the enemy who was not afraid of life and death and had no emotion, and the fanatical and exaggerated offensive under Levi's first soldier, the battle on the northern front was undoubtedly much more real and cruel.

Seeing the heavy losses of the soldiers in an instant, even Fei She, who had long been mentally prepared for this, was depressed for a while.

After judging the sight distance for a while, he raised his staff and shouted angrily:

"Griffin Knights, get rid of those damn turrets for me!"

With Fisher's order, more than five hundred griffon knights swooped down from the clouds and pulled out a strange spear with threaded gears from the basket on their side, which shimmered with a faint magical aura.

In order to ensure that their target does not deviate too far, they will reach an oblique height of about a kilometer before projecting the javelin in their hands.

Originally, the defenders of Luskan hadn't taken these metal spears too seriously, until Rimador, the lord of the East Tower, suddenly sensed the magic fluctuations on them and ordered the mage to intercept them, but it was already a little too late.

The first batch of metal throwing guns to arrive at the city was about to reach the ground, like ceiling fans, extending three sharp blades, and the blades were inlaid with dense steel balls, as a blue electric current flashed, these steel balls exploded under a violent electromagnetic repulsion, turning into a continuous metal storm.

All of a sudden, there was a clanging sound and piercing sparks, wiping out all unprotected lives in a radius of more than 20 feet.

The Luskan soldiers who were blessed with [Blessing Weapon] and [Brute Force Technique] by the Confused Lock instantly burst out with countless blood mist and were harvested in pieces and fell to the ground.

This is the weapon that Igg's academic mages designed specifically for the Griffin Knight, and in a way it is actually an upgraded version of the Demon Splitter Crossbow, making it more suitable for the Griffon Knight's condescending attack style, its name:

Storm Thrower.

The other kind of throwing spear that specializes in artifacts and fortifications is called Fierce Fury.

As many of the defenders beside the alchemy turret were emptied, a furious throwing spear instantly spun and pierced through the barrel, and in an instant, the metal of the entire alchemy turret began to turn red, and then completely exploded, turning into a storm of flames that swept around.

It's just that in terms of killing range, it's still the storm throwing gun that is more efficient.

One of the Storm Throwers exploded next to the Lord of the East Tower, Rimador, but was deflected off by the trigger-type force field protection spell that he was constantly holding on his body.

But even so, after seeing the power of this magic throwing gun, this legendary powerhouse was still shocked into a cold sweat, not worried about himself, but... There was a window in their defensive firepower.

Rimado looked at the few alchemy batteries left above the city that were still firing sporadically, and suddenly looked up at the griffin army that was circling in the sky and preparing to continue the second wave of projection, and roared hoarsely with a distorted face:

"Knock them down! Knock them down for me!!"

Such a high distance was definitely beyond the reach of an ordinary longbowman, so he took hundreds of other high-level powerhouses in Luskan to start shooting arrows or casting various spells such as charm and fear.

Immediately, dozens of griffons whined, streaking across the sky like shooting stars.

But before Rimador could breathe a sigh of relief, he was stunned to see the dozens of griffon knights who had been beaten down suddenly open a strangely shaped package, freeing up a semi-circular umbrella, which was actually carrying the griffins that had lost the ability to fly and staggered towards the wilderness outside the city.

The whole person was stunned for a moment on the spot, and immediately burst into a foul language, forcing himself to shift the remaining attention to the enemy.

Because what worries him the most has happened.

At first, they were able to rely on the high ground advantage at the head of the city to unilaterally suppress the Northland Coalition Army, but with the Alchemy Fort's lying nest and as the Northland Coalition Army continued to approach, the attack was immediately reversed.

"The Iron Golem Legion advances, and the Demon Archers suppress the firepower!"

With Fisher's order, all the steel golems immediately gave up their defensive form, and the entire body immediately sank and deformed, instantly shortening most of them.

The Knights of the Silver Moon behind them immediately saw that the lower half of the steel golems had folded up, turning into a circle of iron-clad metal tracks.

At the same time, the speed of the sprint immediately surpassed that of ordinary steam locomotives, and the road was full of pits and protrusions.

In the rear, the five or six demon archer companies of all the battle groups raised their demon hunting crossbows in unison and began to shoot at the city, and many mages began to rise into the air to deal with the possible magic strikes.

The spellcasters at the head of Luskan City had just escaped magic fluctuations, and what awaited them was the sniper shot of the Burst Magic Arrow.

An arcane Brotherhood spellcaster was still channeling Blizzard's spell model with his first foot, but his hind foot was slammed in his direction by dozens of exploding magic arrows, and before he could even scream, the female wall he was on was flattened eight feet down.

With more than a dozen mages who cast spells under Rimador's orders being named and sniped one after another, even if Rimador fell into a rage for a while, no caster dared to come forward anymore, such a terrifying firepower, even the master did not dare to resist with magic protection.

Without the intervention of the caster, the supremacy of the sky returned to the hands of the griffon knights, who began to project storms and fury with impunity.

And again, there were no targets that required special care, and the magic archers began to bomb indiscriminately with firepower.

The earth-shattering roar of explosions echoed over the already ravaged walls of Luskan, and even the civilians hiding in the basement of the city could feel the ground tremble.

Every time the explosion erupted, you could see at least a few or even a dozen Luskan soldiers dancing and flying out, wailing and falling down the city wall.

Just like a skilled man who has been bombarded by the cannon fire of his benefactor, under the crushing of the opponent's superb skills and amazing physical strength, the skills he has learned in the past are useless, except for useless moans and instinctive trembling of the body, nothing can be done.

Marshal Kuth looked at the devastated city and the Luskan warriors who had already completely collapsed and fled from this desperate land, and the whole person was wooden.

At this moment, he suddenly felt abandoned by the times...

Under the bombardment of endless magical arrows like the Northland Alliance, they were already beaten to the brink of collapse before they even had the opportunity to engage head-to-head and short-handed.

A legendary warrior like him who was able to influence the situation of a local war in a past war...

Now... But nothing can be done.

And Rimador, who was the commander of this battle, undoubtedly saw it more clearly, in his vision of blessed Eagle Eye Technique, he could clearly see that under the opponent's Demon Splitting Repeater, there was a rectangular chuck, and inside was a neat ten bursting arrows.

They don't need to pull the bow at all, and each time an arrow is fired, the mechanical bracket pulls the bowstring back apart, and the chuck automatically pushes the arrow into the crossbow bolt's slot.

This also means that as long as they don't care about the consumption of magic arrows, then the elite longbowmen they can only get after seven or eight years of training, after shooting two or three arrows, the other party can pour ten rounds of such explosive bombardment.

And as soon as I saw that the opponent had finished shooting those ten rounds, he replaced a chuck and reloaded it again, and it was another ten rounds, as long as they had enough baggage, it was an endless suppression of firepower.

Thinking of this, Rimador only felt that his head, which kept ringing in his ears, was about to explode.

This... It's not a level gap anymore...

This is a city-state in terms of economy, system, technology, military industry, productivity, etc. Crush!

In the face of the gap in absolute power, personal force and courage... It's become meaningless.

With nearly thirty rounds of bombardment, except for Rimado and Kuth and a few high-ranking powerhouses, the remaining defenders have almost completely collapsed, even the soldiers who are still alive are bleeding from their ears and noses, like deaf people in a trance, they can't hear the hoarse roars of the commanders, and they can't organize an effective counterattack at all.

"If the president is here..."

Limado couldn't help muttering in a trance: "I can only shrink the defense line for street fighting, waiting for the opportunity to wait for reinforcements." ”

At this moment, I saw the burly red-robed mage pointing towards the city wall:

"Bulldoze it!"

More than 200 steel golems accelerated again after receiving the order.

Seeing that the more than 200 steel golems that were rushing wildly were about to arrive at the city wall, Rimado's eyes immediately shrank, and he guessed the other party's plan, and the whole person immediately rose into the air and pointed at the wasteland outside the city.

The [Fossil to Mud] that had been prepared for a long time was instantly extended!

I saw that a large area of land in front of the city wall began to turn into swampy silt.

Seeing that the Iron Golems were about to rush into the quagmire, they saw the Northland Alliance's battle method immediately resounding its neat and complex incantations:

[Turn mud into stone]!

[Turn mud into stone]!

[Turn mud into stone]!

【Frost Nova】!

...

So the mages of Luskan were stunned to see the large swath of the land condensed into patches of stone at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even some of the silt that did not have time to condense was frozen hard under the ice magic.

Rimador, who was in charge of the spell casting, was even more depressed and almost vomited blood.

As a legend, he didn't understand this truth, and unpopular tactical spells like [Fossil to Mud] were naturally lethal only when the right time came.

He also expected that the other party would respond to this spell, but he never expected that the mages of the Northland Alliance would be so frustrated that each spellcaster would remember more than one!

If their group of mages in Luskan is still alive, they can fight each other hard to consume spells, and as long as the wasteland is mired in magical confrontation, they will still be effective.

But at the moment... But he became the gatekeeper of the city... The last struggle.

As the Iron Golems tradled through the perilous area, Zelandia's mages crooked their lips and smiled.

Playing the spell of [Fossil to Mud] in front of them, it is really a magic goddess under the skirt of the sleeping skills, and you can't kill you.

When they built the foundation of Minastiris, they didn't know how many times they vomited these two spells for the memory of countless times.

As the dust settled on the confrontation of the spell, more than two hundred steel golems that silently rushed to the front of the city wall finally charged to the foot of the city wall, and immediately their lower bodies were dazzlingly deformed, with violent speed and inertia, they raised their arms and collided with their shoulders, just like the iron mountain of the blue star.

With a roar that made the earth tremble, the entire city wall seemed to shake, severely deformed, and dense cracks began to spread upward from the corners of the wall.

Boom Boom Boom......

The walls of Luskan, which had been built for centuries, collapsed and turned into ruins.

"All the troops are attacking!"

Fischer flashed his glowing bald head, and waved his staff forward.

The dragon knights put away their demon hunters and rolled forward.

The Iron Golem drew its steel greatsword again, and ran over the ruined city walls.

Without the barrier of the city walls, the Tower of Stone Trees, where the Luskan Arcane Brotherhood is located, is already impressive.

Ahead, it seems to be a smooth road.

The Knights of the Silver Moon, led by Captain Gero, who followed behind Zeellandia's army, and even the legendary dwarf Adohead and the Priestess of the Moon, Tinagarod, who usually talked a lot, remained unspeakably silent from beginning to end.

If the surprise attack at the cliff hill was just a trick, then what the attack on Luskan showed in front of him was a chilling 'national power'!

Yes... National strength, the strength they have shown, seems to have surpassed the scope of the city-state.

Looking at the griffon knights who dominate the sky...

Looking at the bursting demon rain that makes the earth tremble...

Looking at the torrent of steel rolling forward...

At that moment, the group of Silvermoons who had been lying all the way and had not had a chance to fight the Luskans head-on, could be regarded as truly realizing how big the gap between their Silvermoon Federation and Zelandia was.

As a legend, Tina Garod felt it even more, thinking back to the legends who had never played a big role in Luskan City, and they were always 'waiting for fighters', and I deeply felt that I had seen the end of the era.

This is... The era of the end of the legend...

Gone are the days when a few legends could shelter a city-state...

At least... It's not an 'ordinary legend' like them who can influence it.