"Is this the magic? The power rejected by the Holy See..." Yamir stared at the scene in front of him intently.
The elf girl's feet are constantly gushing out rolling waves, as if they are spreading ripples. Accompanied by the fluctuation of the skirt, the splashing waves danced happily around Oluha, like a butterfly attracted by the light.
Let everything melt into the roar of the water. One scene after another flashed through Oluha's mind - pouring waterfalls, endless rivers, thunderous rainstorms, and water flows coming from all directions. Everything you can see is the figure of water in various poses and with different expressions.
The symbol of nature is responding to the praying soul, gradually forming an unstoppable gesture shaped by the will.
As if foreboding that something that does not belong to this world is about to come, everyone, whether it is the evacuating citizens or the soldiers holding sharp swords, fell silent at that moment. Even the well-informed mages stared intently at the vision in front of them.
"An earthquake? What is it this time?" Alsace frowned.
"I always feel bad..." Roland brushed away his wet hair impatiently, and looked around vigilantly.
Under the majesty of the torrential rain, the flames had long since been dispelled, and after the crimson light faded, the city revealed a cemetery-like state of decay. Accompanied by the approaching loud bang, from time to time, crumbling houses that were burned collapsed into ruins, and even the sturdy temple built by Baishi trembled slightly at this moment. Driven by unknown fear, people in the castle in the distance ran up to the tower and knelt in the direction of the Luvis Temple, chanting their prayers in a low voice, regardless of the pouring rain.
And the next roar made them shout uncontrollably: "Look, it's, it's a flood~!"
People held their breaths in unison and looked in the direction of the fingers together. Although the rain blurred vision, it did not prevent the majestic vision of Ri's magic from searing into their minds-for mortals, such power is something that cannot be forgotten in this lifetime.
"Such a thing...is this also magic?" Yamir opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
Looking around, it is a world of water. The roaring flood is like an unstoppable army, responding to the call of the prayers. The thick city wall was as fragile as glass, and a huge gap was cut open in an instant. A powerful force was brewing in the crystal carrier, and rushed along the street.
Almost at the same time, the ground at the foot of the prayer tower began to shake violently. The temple and the castle are the two strongest buildings in the city of Iss, but in front of the power of magic, they are like small boats in the waves, and Yamir even feels that the floor under his feet is heaving up and down with the roaring waves .
A water column of tens of meters soared high, obliterating everything in sight, and then smashed headfirst into the stagnant battlefield. The force of the waves hitting the ground was like an explosion. The steel golem disappeared at the moment of impact, and those death knights who were originally invincible were also swallowed by the rushing water at the same time.
The whole city became a vast ocean, the streets became rivers with surging undercurrents, and the sunken water surface from time to time formed huge eddies, swallowing everything struggling on it into the cold darkness, and for the undead, they didn't even have A place where you can stand—Whenever the death knight leaps to the roof with all his strength, there will always be a strong torrent shooting out from the flood, attacking as if he had eyes, and the house that has been burned by the flames is fragile Unbearable, it will collapse immediately because of this, and the death knight who fell into the water again has to fight against more violent waves.
The sharp long sword is useless at this moment, and the thick full-body armor has become an inescapable shackle instead. What's worse, the death knights suddenly find that they can no longer freely control gravity—given by Ishutoli Their abilities have been isolated~! So after a frenzied struggle, only fragments of the bright silver armor remained on the surface again.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, like a waterfall pouring out of the clouds, but the people who were soaked all over their bodies showed gratified smiles at this moment.
"Those undead were washed away, they were all killed~!" A young man standing at the top of the watchtower of the castle shouted loudly, fearing that the people below would not hear him.
"Thank you Luvis, this is really a miracle~! A miracle~!"
"Everyone looks so happy, Mom, are we saved?"
"Yes, dear, those undead were washed away. We are saved~! We are saved~!" The woman hugged her daughter tightly, repeating over and over again.
This is the magic~! The scene reflected in the pupils made Yamir's thoughts confused, and only this sentence echoed repeatedly in his blank mind.
It is obvious that the other party is just an ordinary elf girl and does not have high-strength magic power, so why can it trigger such a huge power? No, not right~! This is not magic at all, but a miracle in the world~!
There is no need for complicated incantations and gestures, no guidance, and even the concentration of magic elements has not changed in the slightest. Obviously, this is not something condensed with magical power, but a purer power that is closer to the essence of nature. Perhaps it is precisely because I am a mage that I fall into a fixed mindset, unable to comprehend and capture that fleeting wonder.
This is the legendary magic. The high-ranking mage looked at the chanter with an unbearable longing.
At this moment, countless water droplets are dancing on the top of the waves, surrounding the slim and graceful Oluha, hovering like a merry-go-round, like an ice flower blooming on the lake, which looks strangely eye-catching.
"What exactly is this?"
"This is magic." Roland replied absent-mindedly, but his icy eyes were staring at the center of the ice flower in the distance.
"It's an unbelievable sight. No wonder Richard is so obsessed. Is this the power he has been pursuing for more than two hundred years but still can't grasp?" Alsace used his sword in vain to resist the wave's attack, But was pushed into the water again. After groping in the undercurrent for a long time, he finally broke out of the shackles of the cold cage.
"It's useless. It's futile to try to fight against nature." Roland, who had just floated up, pushed back his long gray hair. "This is not an opponent that can be solved with a sword."
"Then let's change our thinking. What will happen if we kill the person who guides this power?" Alsace's voice shrank into a blade in an instant, "The magic will definitely end here, right, Roland? "His red eyes burst into a wonderful light at this moment, as if he was testing the wavering from the other party's heart.
Before Roland could answer, a series of sudden waves interrupted the conversation. For a moment, both of them could only resist the extremely powerful impact in silence, and tried their best not to let themselves be involved in the vortex. After a while, Roland finally picked up the topic again.
"Alsace, you know that's impossible." His water-colored pupils met him indifferently, "You don't even have a place to stand, the power of the water element here is hostile to us, and the power of the netherworld has no power at all." Way to play. It is already very difficult to fight against the engulfing of the waves."
"What are these? When did you become so cowardly..." Alsace's rebuttal was interrupted in the middle, and the ear-piercing chirping and the flapping of wings from the sky caused the two of them to raise their heads.
Three thousand alpine dwarves wearing eagle feather helmets and fully armed, driving the stubborn storm griffins, are covering the originally gray sky with bright black colors. Washed by the heavy rain, the blade of the huge throwing ax became more and more dazzling, and the powerful vibration of the griffin's wings could be heard clearly.
"Hmph, it seems that we have to retreat. In such weather, it will be very inconvenient for the griffins to attack. We can take advantage of this to retreat." Alsace sighed coldly, "But my lord, I I will discuss it with you later, don’t forget.”
Roland didn't answer, just nodded silently, and then began to concentrate on coping with the raging tide.
Two hours after the undead army retreated, the heavy rain, which was rare in a century, finally stopped roaring. The clouds opened and the sky appeared, and the sunlight that sifted through the gaps shone down, covering the streets after the floods receded with a layer of golden floor, which looked like gold paving.
"It's finally over." The people walking on the street murmured, with expressions as if they had passed away.
More than half of the buildings in the entire city of Iss were destroyed, and the gurgling stream used the houses as rivers, jumping happily among the ruins and scattered debris, flowing from the third floor to the second floor, and then spreading along the stairs to the street. The city, which was originally dry due to the plain autumn wind, is now wet, and even the air is full of a refreshing damp smell.
Oluha hurried down the tower, passed through the open gate of the temple, and wandered wordlessly in the slippery square.
"The nearby rivers and groundwater have probably breached, and it was those currents that rushed over the death knight." Yamir said with emotion, "Master Chanter, this is really a great power."
But the elf girl lowered her head: "I didn't expect the destructive power to be so great."
"There is no need to blame yourself, Your Highness." A strong and warm hand held her, "You did a good job, saving the entire city and the key point of the war. Although the method seems a bit rough," Abel said Ta smiled, "But no one will blame you, what we need to protect is only life."
"Alberta?" Oluha's expression was slightly surprised.
Following the direction of the other party, the young singer realized that a large number of civilians were gathering towards where she was, and the soldiers had no time to stop her.
"Stop it all, don't be so rude~!" The high-ranking knight's roar was quickly suppressed.
"Don't monopolize it all by yourself, let us worship it too, Lord Knight." The young man squeezed past the soldier with a playful smile on his face.
"Sure enough, elves are not only beautiful in appearance, I'm so envious."
"It's incredible to be able to trigger such magic."
Everyone had warm smiles on their faces.
"Is it really okay?" Facing these friendly faces, Oluha was a little at a loss.
"Lord Chant, please don't mind, we just need to rebuild the house. Not only that, but all the food is also kept, so there will be no problem. As the saying goes, 'You can do everything while you're alive'." The elderly The lord replied in this way, looking at the girl kindly, and behind him, there was a large echo of joy.
However, the high-ranking mages on the side were keenly aware that when the mages and commoners gathered around, the priests of the alliance walked away in the opposite direction, and the expressions of the paladins were also filled with embarrassment that could not be erased.
It turns out that people who are used to being revered as saviors are now sitting on the bench, so they will naturally feel aggrieved. A trace of sadness crawled into Yamir's heart. As a person favored by the gods, but can't cause miracles in the world, is that why magic is treated like this
But, as a follower of Luvis who pursues the way of magic, what should I do
"What should I do?" Roland looked up at the deep sky, and the pupils of the flames could not see through the endless darkness.
After the formation collapsed completely, the death knights finally escaped from the clutches of the flood. Although the storm griffin scouts followed closely behind and chased for hundreds of kilometers, when night fell under the cover of large dark clouds, even the dwarves with excellent night vision ability lost their target—the undead's cold body was not in the air. Leaving not even a single flaw in it.
Now, the elites of the Ice Crown Knights are deliberately hiding the unique breath of death of the undead, taking a rest in a not so dense forest.
"Then what should I do now?" Alsace came over, shaking his hair impatiently, "Really, I'm actually in such a mess. This is the first time I've been treated like a drowned chicken."
"Any news from the scouts?" Roland asked indifferently.
"I didn't find any signs of the enemy's encirclement. But that's because we are not far from Yisi, so we didn't encounter it. According to the general thinking, it is estimated that the alliance has sent a large number of knights to support."
"If you don't solve it quickly, the plan will get out of control." The other party's water-colored pupils flickered for a moment, "By the way, tell me the damage of the Knights."
"The rest has been completed, a total of forty-seven people died in battle, but we still maintain sufficient combat power. Do you want to hear my advice?"
"Are you going to attack now?" Roland shook his head. "Although attacking at night is beneficial to us, our night vision is not superior to dwarves and elves, and..."
"Master, you don't need to worry about the magic problem." The other party smiled expectantly, as if he had been waiting for this sentence, "This time, the caster will definitely be solved, and my sword will take care of it." Already~!"
"Are you planning to kill that magician?" Roland's voice slowed down immediately.
"Are you going to oppose my proposal and shelter an enemy?" Alsace's usual cynical tone now took on an aggressive air.
Roland was unable to answer the other party's question for a while, and the only thing he could do was to stare at the other party wordlessly, trying to see something different from usual in his eyes.
The eyes with red light, the inextinguishable fire of the soul, is burning fiercely at this moment. However, Roland couldn't find even the slightest wavering or confusion in it. Alsace has no flaws at all.
Why are you so persistent
"You can't attack someone you care about, and you still want to protect them? If you are blocked like this, it doesn't matter if you can't take revenge?" Alsace showed a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.
"You~!" Dazzling light burst out from Roland's eyes.
"I can't help it. If the soul fluctuates too violently, it is easy to guess the mind." As if responding to the other party's emotions, Alsace's pupils also burned, "What will happen? I also began to wonder Now, if that's the case, will you fight me for the caster, to protect her?"
"I see," Roland replied coldly, "Are you still worried about the duel at Sword Hill?"
"It's not about worrying about such a simple feeling, Roland. Because that's where my obsession lies." The other party lowered his face.
The bone-piercing cold fell suddenly, and the stagnant air enveloped the two figures, only the soul burned silently, and the rising light clearly outlined the invisible tense atmosphere.
"What are you two arguing about?" The sudden appearance of a familiar voice shattered the stiff atmosphere.
"Richard? Why are you here?" Roland breathed a sigh of relief.
"Really, it's really not the right time to come." Alsace said in a completely opposite tone, "But...forget it, is there any emergency that needs to be troubled by Mr. Sage to come in person?"
"I haven't received a reply that the task has been completed, so I thought something might have gone wrong, so I used the transfer square." The other party replied concisely, "Although I don't know what you are discussing, it seems to be about magic. Right?" A complicated expression flashed across the lich's ice-blue pupils.
"In addition, according to reports from air scouts, 20,000 reinforcements from the alliance are rushing to Iss." Lich paused to emphasize the urgency of the situation. If not, then the result of the battle is tantamount to failure—the main force of the alliance can rely on the supply of the city of Iss for enough time until the food from other areas arrives."
"So, do you have a solution for combat and magic?" Roland turned to Richard.
"I have sent two thousand gargoyles and twelve ice dragons for support. In short, we must completely destroy Iss' supplies." Richard's calm tone contained strange determination.
"Let's start to act now, there is no need to discuss any more, just do as Richard said, what's the leader's opinion?" Alsace concluded.
"Strictly implement the plan." Roland also returned to his usual indifference.
"The death knights are attacking~!" When the magic detection traps set up everywhere were triggered, the resounding bell of the temple immediately spread the alarm throughout the city. People who were building crude fortifications put down their work and hurried towards the castle, hoping to survive the next round of attack from the undead. The soldiers and knights silently picked up their shiny weapons, waiting for the call of the battlefield to come again.
"The second wave of attack started so soon?" Alberta couldn't hide his worry.
"This is the power of death knights. They don't need supplies or rest. They are sharp swords born for battle." Amir nodded understandingly about the elves' worries, "But we are ready. All the golems damaged in the battle have been repaired, and there are nearly 3,000 storm griffins stationed here, occupying an absolute air superiority. As long as we can wait until the main force of the alliance arrives, there will be no problem."
"When is it estimated to arrive?"
"When the sun rises. This time, I will definitely not be blocked by the undead." The mage replied affirmatively.
"If that's the case, there should be no problem." The elf showed a slightly relieved expression, "Combined with the power of His Royal Highness Oluha, no matter how fast the undead is, they will not be able to break through the defense line."
The cold sharp blade reflected the light of the torch, breaking the silence under the night in an instant. Quiet and without any warning, the dead suddenly appeared in the weakest area of the fortifications, and the backlog of strength under the stealth broke out in an instant. The black tide barely stagnated, broke through the barrier in an instant, and poured into the dark streets of Yisi.
Although the death knight must face the arrow rain of the elf archers, under such a starless night, even the best eyesight cannot completely penetrate the stagnant darkness, and the arrows are equally difficult to catch such a fast-moving target. Just relying on the light of the torches, the accuracy of the elf archers has been greatly reduced.
Only the movements of the golems were not affected by the passing of the sunlight. They swung their fists and rampaged, trying to cut off the torrent of undead. The triggered magic trap produced violent explosions on the street from time to time, overturning the death knight advancing at high speed to the ground.
But for the rushing cold current, all resistance is futile. The tide of steel is still advancing ruthlessly, and the speed of the undead is obviously much faster than during the day.
"Immediately launch into the air~! Assemble the formation~! Move faster~!" Nolde roared loudly, and the storm griffin under his crotch blew loudly, and vibrated its huge wings amidst the loud horn blown by the dwarves. .
Although the night vision of the Griffin has been greatly weakened, the air force chief obviously has no other choice, "Even if those death knights are as hard as rocks, we still have to keep the food here~!" He pointed at the surrounding subordinates After roaring a few words, he raised the throwing ax in his hand.
The alliance's most elite air force quickly arranged the formation. From the outside, it looked like a giant umbrella that fell from the sky, covering all corners of the temple, and stretching out hard and sharp edges. The dwarves who formed the umbrella clenched their weapons tightly, staring at the battle ahead with wide-eyed eyes.
But the battle had crept in before the Alliance's warriors knew it. The death knights who were the main charge hadn't broken through the defenses of the streets, but the battle winds had already blown over the temple. At this moment, under the cover of darkness, two thousand gargoyles who had been ambushing in the low clouds in advance launched a powerful impact on the huge curtain that opened.
They wrapped their bodies with hard wings, and took advantage of their height to swoop down, like a sharp shuttle, shooting towards the alliance air force's defense array. The noise of the battlefield on the ground and the weakening of eyesight made the dwarves feel a lot sluggish. When they noticed the undead attacking above their heads, the dive like a torrential rain had already penetrated the defense line of the storm griffin in an instant.
Many dwarves tried to intercept the gargoyle, but they were taken off their mounts by the battering ram-like power. Many storm griffins were killed instantly under the powerful impact. The huge body that fell to the ground crashed several houses and stirred up a huge dust cloud.
The undead who broke through the air defense line spread their wings the moment they approached the ground, pulled up their bodies with incredible coordination and agility, and flew close to the ground at high speed. The irritated air howled violently, rolling up a scorching whirlwind. The defenders in the temple were in a mess in front of the black shadows that shuttled like arrows.
"Damn it, we were actually put together~!" Nolde slammed the ax in his right hand on the one in his left hand, and the weapon made a loud sound immediately, "Turn, all turn~!"
However, when the dwarf was furious, the temple under his feet had become a chaotic battlefield. The holy light of the priest burst out from time to time, and the fireball of the mage flew everywhere. It is interspersed with white lightning that reflects everything from time to time.
"Let's rush down immediately. Otherwise, the temple will fall soon, and those humans and elves with thin arms won't last long."
"However, my lord," a nearby colleague hesitated, "this way we may be injured by our own hands, the place is too chaotic below, and the space is too narrow..."
"Shut up, boy~!" Nolde interrupted the opponent with a growl, "This is the battlefield, do you think you are playing a game? Come down now, the whole army uses the dive formation~!" The sharp ax accurately separated the body of a gargoyle not far away.
"Come on~!" The dwarf warriors shouted and began to dive.
After the light sound of the bowstring, along with the arrows shot out like meteors, four gargoyles fell from the sky all at once. When the outline of the prayer hall came into the sight of the elves, Alberta couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, he felt a little lucky: he happened to have learned continuous shooting, otherwise he would probably be in trouble in the face of many swooping enemies.
"We're here." The elf archer relaxed the bowstring, then turned around, "His Royal Highness, are you alright?"
But the other party didn't answer, just waved her hands—the elf girl was bending over and gasping for breath—compared with Alberta, her stamina was far worse.
Contrary to the sound of killing through the wall, the prayer hall at this moment seemed extremely silent. Perhaps due to Luvis' divine power, the undead did not invade here. Relatively speaking, the alliance soldiers lost their defensive value here.
"No one else is bothering you, that's right." Alberta said with satisfaction, "His Royal Highness, is this suitable for launching internal magic?"
"There should be no problem."
"The battle situation outside is very chaotic. The lines of our own and the enemy are completely infiltrated. If we don't break the deadlock quickly, I'm afraid those death knights will break through the line of defense, so..."
"I already know," Oluha couldn't help frowning at the other party's tireless explanation, "In short, we should keep the undead out, right?"
Alberta nodded: "Yes. So please cast the spell as soon as possible, Your Highness, and I will ensure the safety of this place..." However, before the elf finished speaking, the crisp sound of glass shattering filled the entire hall.
The gray-haired knight in bright silver armor manipulated the black steed, jumped over the broken window lattice with smooth movements, and landed lightly on the opposite side of the two. In just a split second, the chill in the prayer hall suddenly rose, and the frost spread everywhere. When Nightmare walked forward unhurriedly, there were intermittent sounds of cracking thin ice under the iron hooves.
"Death Knight~! How come..." Alberta yelled out.
"So surprised? Have you never seen a death knight, Elf?" The visitor had red eyes, "But it doesn't matter, I'm not interested in you."
Arthas dismounted as he spoke, and raised the halberd in his hand, pointing the sharp point at the girl behind the elf warrior. In the next moment, his joking tone was soaked with cruel killing intent: "You must be Oluha, the singer of Brainas, the elf who can use magic... What I want is you~!"
"What did you say?" Alberta's whole body tensed up—the other party came to attack Oluha.
"Actually, I have nothing to do with you, but since it can trigger the madness of the Dark Eagle, it's worth killing me." Alsace's red pupils seemed to be burning, emitting a dazzling light.
"I won't let you hurt His Highness Oluha." Alberta's tone was extremely firm, he threw the flash bow aside, and pulled out the long sword at his waist.
"Alberta?" Oluha's voice trembled.
"I don't have time to say more, Your Highness, please take shelter in a safe corner." The elf's commanding tone made Oluha unable to refute, and when the corner of his eye confirmed that the chanter had left the combat area, Alberta Immediately took the lead in launching the attack.
A huge half-moon-shaped wind blade shot out from the elf's long sword. The transparent edge of the blade and the air of different densities made the scene look slightly distorted. Alsace barely avoided the fatal blow by turning his body sideways, but Alberta's second wave of attacks arrived without delay, and there was not even the slightest gap between the two powerful attacks. More importantly, this experienced elf warrior had already calculated the enemy's retreat—the wind blade blocked all the directions of action of the death knight. With a sharp whistling, the wind blade drew a straight trajectory, pointing directly at Alsace's head.
It's over, you can't escape the magic wind blade attack~! Alberta stared at the undead, waiting for the end of the battle.
But Alsace suddenly sneered, this dead person who was only interested in fighting, actually sometimes intentionally waited for such a critical moment. The attack like a gust of wind awakened his memory, and a strong and fanatical light burst out from his burning pupils. The next moment, the death knight no longer dodged, but threw down the halberd, and suddenly shook out the long sword at his waist, and the soft but sharp weapon cut into the wind blade.
The thunderous noise and the collision of tyrannical forces created a whirlwind of noise in the hall, and when everything fell silent and the chaos gradually dissipated, Alberta, who saw everything clearly, couldn't help but clenched her lower lip.
As if it had never existed before, the Wind Knife disintegrated into nothingness, and the Thunderous Exploding Wind Blade was as ridiculous as an illusion. The death knight held a rare weapon in his hand. It looked very unreliable in its limp shape, but it completely shattered the wind blade of the elf~!
Softness is for the combination of hardness and softness, not for shrinking or escaping. The ancient radiance emanating from the sword seemed to be telling.
"What, I thought you were a sword fighting spirit user, but it turned out to be just magic." Alsace said with disappointment in his tone, "Since you are a magic swordsman, why didn't you say it earlier? But forget it... The appetizer before the main meal is already very delicious at this level.”
"Being able to crack the magic doesn't mean you can defeat me." Alberta once again assumed an attacking posture, "Come on, undead, I will not back down."
"Speaking of which, after living for so long, have you heard of a technique called 'Yun Yao'?" The death knight's eyes became restless, "For users of 'Yun Yao', it is actually the most annoying What you saw was something like a wind blade... Do you know why?"
"Because they are too weak..." Alsace's tone was colder than ice.