Kill the 2nd-order glorious knight
If there is no contact with the other party, perhaps there are wizards who dare to imagine so arrogantly. But after going through several battles and meeting these glorious knights face to face, all the first-level wizards have long since given up such unrealistic fantasies.
Although the second-level knights in the knight plane are a little weaker, when they swing the radiant rune long sword to slash people, the most common physical attack has 60 degrees of witchcraft effect. As for the violent knight combat skills, it is even more capable Reaching a staggering 120 degrees.
This also means that once these knights are allowed to get close, ordinary witchcraft protection and elemental barriers will not be able to withstand the opponent's attack. Therefore, the most common tactic for these knights to deal with spellcasters is to hold up the energy shield and forcefully rush forward against the opponent's spells, rushing to the side of the spellcaster for a while to chop melons and vegetables, and then the world will be peaceful.
Simple, brutal and direct!
It sounds so crude that you can't help but want to laugh.
But the knights relied on this method to kill all the natural awakening spellcasters on this plane. Until they met this group of evil wizards from the wizarding world...
Greem dragged the golden knight's skeleton back from the battlefield, while Entik led swarms of carrion beetles to take his place, and the two sides inevitably passed each other halfway.
Entik's face hidden under the shadow of the hood could not be seen clearly, only part of the protruding lotus petals and disgusting mouthparts could be seen. The moment he passed by, he quietly turned his head to look at Greem, and said in his own unique worm-hiss accent, "You are very powerful!"
Then he glanced covertly at the voodoo scroll tightly held in Greem's left hand, and then drove the demonic insect to the battlefield.
It wasn't until Entik's sticky and slippery eyes left his body that Greem's disgusting feeling gradually began to subside. When the other party said "You are very powerful!", Greem was extremely uncomfortable with the bloody and frenzied gaze, the hoarse and ugly insect chirping, and the meaningful hint.
If it wasn't for the flame lord who was waiting not far behind him, and the voodoo scroll in his hand still had a powerful witchcraft specially used for self-protection, Greem even doubted that Entik would not be able to suppress it. Hold back the malice in your heart and attack yourself!
Although Greem was already very weak, he still retained some of his counterattack power. Once someone can't restrain their greedy mind, he promises to use the most violent counterattack to break their unrealistic illusions.
Wizards are like lonely and greedy giant wolves, who can usually gather to devour the enemy. But once someone in their group shows fatigue or becomes weak, then they don't mind using the cruel law of wolves to clean up these weak people!
This kind of cruel competition and cooperation may make it difficult for the wizards to cooperate wholeheartedly, but it has also cultivated terrifying powerhouses who are evil and cruel but can independently deal with any adverse situation.
In a place like the plane battlefield where the battlefield situation is weird, complex and changeable, the so-called unity and cooperation is of little significance. On the contrary, it is easier for all kinds of individual wizards to survive. It's no wonder that those non-combat wizards look like they were dragged to the battlefield to die when they mentioned the plane war!
After all, on the battlefield of the plane, there will be no body-training wizard to block the raging enemies for you, no elemental wizard to prop up the elemental shield for you, and no wizard to drag you to flee together... When you are in the position When you are on the battlefield, you are always fighting alone.
Here, you have to solve all the problems you face alone!
And once you are in crisis because of your incompetence, don't expect any "companion" to come to rescue you without hesitation. All they can do is throw a ball of sorcerous fire and drag your enemy to die with you.
Just like the previous wild battle, although the three body-refining wizards, Greem, and Hyde set up a crude line of defense around the perimeter, there were still many bugs that slipped through this line of defense. Those wizards who were "protected" in the inner circle worked hard to clean up the large group of witcher knights in the distance, and at the same time had to deal with the annoying guys rushing to their side.
In such an occasion, auxiliary wizards who have no self-protection ability and only rely on the protection of their "companions" to exert their maximum combat power will die the fastest. This may also be the main reason why most esoteric wizards have to work hard to take into account some elemental witchcraft!
The fight on the outside of the battlefield was bloody and brutal, but the inside of the battlefield was also very lively.
Before Greem dragged his exhausted body back to the group of wizards, a small group of witcher knights charged forward, shouting the empty slogan of "eradicating evil" and charged at him. Of course, they also quickly fell under the violent flame witchcraft of the flame lord.
It has to be said that there is always a wizard-level golem around as a guard, which also gives Greem the confidence to fight hard!
It took Greem a cup of hot tea to complete the short distance of less than 100 meters. And behind him, more than thirty demon hunter knights had fallen.
When Greem walked through the wizard's camp with difficulty and slowly, all the wizards who were fighting hard couldn't help but nodded to him. For a companion who can independently kill a second-order shining knight, they are still not hesitating to pay their respects.
After saying hello to Wizard Korgan, and nodding with everyone, Greem slowly retreated into the gate of the wizard tower, and found a safe place inside to simply treat his injuries.
He took out a leaf of life and put it in his mouth, took out a bottle of ointment and applied it on his severely scalded hands with difficulty, and then swallowed a bottle of potion that stimulated the quick recovery of the spirit, then Greem sat down with difficulty. , gritted his teeth and silently endured the intense pain from his limbs.
At this moment, deep in the pupils of his eyes, the self-inspection report projected by the chip really outlined his poor physical condition.
Greem, human (semi-elementalized), male, Tier 1 elemental wizard, body: strength 1.5 (0.4), agility 0.9 (0.6), constitution 1.4 (0.5), spirit 1.3 (0.1), status: mental exhaustion, serious injury repairing...
The numbers in the parentheses of the self-test report are his current real physical data. By comparing the two, he can more intuitively feel the degree of his physical decline.
Greem sat quietly and waited for his body to slowly recover, while the tall flame lord was guarding the gate of the witch tower, helping the pharmacist Ferrier to quickly eliminate every witcher knight who came here.
It seems that the family still values Ferrier's talent as a pharmacist, otherwise he would not have been assigned such a low position.
With the help of the Flame Lord, Wizard Ferrier, who is not good at fighting, can breathe a sigh of relief. He turned around to look at Greem, who was in agony, stretched out his hand and threw out a vial of green potion, hissing, "Apply it to the wound, it can relieve the burn caused by the source of fire!"
Greem caught it, held it up in front of his eyes and looked at it.
A pool of green medicine in the colorless and transparent vulcanized test tube was slowly oscillating. When the cork was pulled out, a lingering aura unique to life energy lingered out.
Greem looked down at his hands again, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly.
The originally white and slender hands were now as black as charcoal, and the surface was covered with fine wrinkles and cracks. With a little force, the charcoal-like skin will burst open, exposing the black phalanges underneath.
Although the leaf of life contained in his mouth is also slowly and firmly repairing the burns on his hands, but because the burns this time come from the law of the violent fire system that escaped from the blazing light, so don't take the slightest trace of it. If the power of the law is pulled out, there is no way to restore these hands.
The newborn flesh and blood will be evaporated by the high temperature and high heat brought by the law of fire in the first moment, so that his hands will always remain like this. Although this part of the power of the fire law originally came from himself, when he used the body of the Balrog to control the unskilled power of the fire law, the backlash brought to him by the law was extremely terrifying.
If he didn't absorb or neutralize this scattered power of law, his hands would never be repaired. This also means that in a short time, he will no longer be able to cast spells with both hands!
Greem tried to drop a drop of the potion on his left hand, and as soon as the green liquid exuding the fragrance of plants touched his shriveled and withered flesh, there was a crisp beeping sound. Pieces of flesh and blood coke burst, and small bright red flames rose from the inside, and then gradually extinguished under the wrapping of green liquid.
Immediately, that piece of skin gradually became plump and plump.
Greem smiled and nodded to Ferrier, and then boldly smeared the blackened parts of his hands with the green liquid. Accompanied by the constant beeping bangs, traces of the source power of the fire element were pulled out and slowly dissipated in the air, and Greem's hands also returned to normal whiteness and longness visible to the naked eye.
As for the severe pain and itching caused by the bursting of the skin and the growth of flesh and blood during the whole process, they were all suppressed by Greem's powerful mental strength. Only he himself can fully understand the taste of the situation!
During this period, accompanied by the howling cold wind, Wizard Furgen, wrapped in a layer of frost, rushed in, sat down cross-legged in another corner of the hall, and began to quickly heal himself.
"This is for you!" Wizard Furgen threw a huge ice crystal casually, and the frozen shining knight could be vaguely seen inside: "Use this to curry favor with your little vampire lover, maybe you can kiss Fangze right away." What! Jie Jie Jie..."
Greem was speechless for a while seeing a high-ranking wizard who was usually unsmiling make fun of him like this. However, the value of a well-preserved glorious knight's body is definitely far higher than that of his broken bones that are about to be charred.
So Greem took the Frozen Knight with his bright eyes!
He knew very well that this also meant that the upper echelons of the Sarubo family had fully recognized his efforts. This is probably their gift in return for their hard work!