"Is that a self-destruction?" Tasia exclaimed.
"That's Andrea's self-destruction technique. How could someone practice such magic? Run!" As Elena spoke, she had already activated the flying technique, grabbed Evelyn beside her, and flew away.
Andrea's self-destruction, as its name suggests, originated from a saint named Andrea in the Seven Towers era. At that time, the Seven Holy Towers and the Temple of Nature were at war. This saint developed this spell in order to drag a few more people with him before dying. This idea was highly praised by the Mage Union Council at that time. Many magicians learned this spell, and in the last stage of their lives, they burst out the remaining mental power to give their enemies the final blow.
However, after the era of life-and-death wars, few mages practiced such magic. I didn't expect that Master Edel would be one of them.
The white magic chased after Tashia, Elana, and Xiao Chen, but Roger, who was blasted away by Edel, was not in their pursuit range. They could feel the surging power of the magic chasing them from behind during their rapid flight.
Seeing the magic power getting closer and closer, Tasia secretly estimated that she could not withstand the great magician's dying blow. She had to actively disperse her body and threw her robe towards the white light arrow. Her mental power picked up the fallen magic accessories and storage ring and flew towards Xiao Chen. The light arrow caught up with her robe and blew it to pieces.
The situation for Elana and Evelyn was different. Elana couldn't abandon Evelyn and escape on her own.
Evelin said, “Fly more steadily, I’ll take him down.”
So Elena stopped changing her route and flew straight as hard as she could. Evelyn fired a series of arrows at an extremely fast speed, hitting the white light arrows again and again. The fighting spirit she released continuously offset the energy in the light arrows, weakening the power of the light arrows a lot. When the light arrows caught up with them, the energy contained in them was less than one third of the original amount. When the light arrows hit them, Elena hugged Evelyn and used her body to block her behind. Half of Elena's body was directly shattered, but Evelyn was only slightly injured under the protection of the fighting spirit.
Xiao Chen looked at the light arrows flying towards him from afar and quickly fled. His mental strength was already weak from using the Soul Thorn just now, and he did not have the tricks that others had.
Xiao Chen had no choice but to use magic to fight against the light arrows while summoning out shields. He even projected a part of the meditation space close to his body as a barrier. However, when the light arrow containing the great magician's last mental strength and vitality approached, he knew that something was wrong. The energy contained in the light arrow still exceeded the limit of what he could withstand. He watched helplessly as the pure white magic devoured the shields on his body layer by layer. He had no choice but to use the power contained in the meditation world to fight it.
Layers of blue seawater surged around him and fought a tug-of-war with the white light. At this moment, the essence of his battle was a confrontation between his mental power and Edel's remaining mental power. Edel's realm was higher and his power was stronger, but Xiao Chen's mental power was simply endless.
At first, Edel almost broke through Xiao Chen's last defense, but at the last moment, a new spiritual power came from nowhere and joined the battle. Xiao Chen felt that he was very familiar with that power and used it very naturally. With its help, he actually used the meditation world to resist Edel's attack. Slowly, he and Edel became evenly matched. After a while, Edel's power was finally exhausted and was slowly pushed back by Xiao Chen's spiritual power.
When Xiao Chen completely eliminated the white energy, he was pushed into the forest on the ground. He didn't have time to make too many adjustments before he was smashed into the grass. At this time, his mental power was almost exhausted. He seemed to feel that the new mental power sent him some information, but the drowsiness that swept over him still made him faint.
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Edel was killed by Xiao Chen and others, which suddenly relieved the pressure on the city wall. However, there were too many magical halos in the sky, and the second battalion commander Ma Guoming and other soldiers on the city wall did not know what was going on.
Ma Guoming pulled the wizard next to him and asked, "The most powerful magician in the sky seems to have disappeared. Did he turn into a few white lights?"
The mage held up his shield and said uncertainly, "Just now, the mage was releasing lightning magic to attack our artillery position, but then it seemed to be attacked. The attacker became invisible and we couldn't tell who it was."
Another wizard said, "I only saw a dispel magic hitting his shield, and then he turned into several white lights for some reason. Maybe it was a teleportation magic?"
Ma Guoming guessed: "Could it be that the people we were tracking outside the city attacked them? Or did Captain Shi arrange some backup plan and send people outside the city to attack them?"
The previous mage said: "Anyway, our pressure is much lighter now. I believe we can hold on!"
As the number of attacks from the sky decreased, Ma Guoming leaned over to the edge of the battlement and looked down. The gathering of imperial soldiers below made him feel cold. He gritted his teeth and said, "But the situation below is not right. Although Captain Shi seemed to have sent people to destroy the bridge just now, the enemy's people have gathered by the moat. They actually used ice magic to make a bridge. We are about to cross the bridge.
Damn it, everyone else continue to focus on the wizard in the sky. The pressure is much less now, let the remaining mortars attack the enemies gathered below. The third row is responsible for continuing to throw shells and blow up the ice bridge. "
"Captain..." a mage said hesitantly, "Um... I, I have a question."
"If you have to fart, do it quickly. It's already this late." Ma Guoming said unhappily.
"If, I mean if we can't hold on down there, what should we do on the wall?" The mage said in a stagnant voice, "Others can retreat, but we will be blocked on the wall by the enemies rushing in. Where can we retreat?"
Ma Guoming grabbed the mage by the collar and said word by word: "Now you fight with all your strength. Thinking about these things will only make you die faster!"
The mage was frightened by Ma Guoming's dark face and nodded repeatedly.
Ma Guoming shook the pistol in his hand and said, "Do you think that even if we hold on below, there won't be casualties above? This is a war. When the fighting starts, it's your turn to die or mine. No one else's say matters. But if anyone lets me down now, I can guarantee that he will die immediately." (To be continued)