When I woke up from my confusion, I found that my mind was suddenly filled with all kinds of information, from someone's experience to the knowledge he learned, which were completely copied into my mind. In addition, I found that my spiritual perception was extremely sharp. At the same time, I also found that the magical elements in my body seemed to be as handy as a stonemason operating a chisel and hammer.
After finding that my body had no adverse reactions, I immediately turned my attention to Kosidi. In addition to wanting to know what he had done to me, I also wanted to know what we should do with him next. It was impossible for me to allow this altar to continue to exist. If I wanted to destroy this altar, the first person to bear the brunt would be Kosidi, who was fixed in the center of this formation.
When I cast my eyes on Kosidi, I was really shocked. At this time, Kosidi's hair had changed from gray to a completely dull color. His originally thin face was now as horrible as the skeletons beside him. Even the black and red liquid flowing in the evil and filthy blood tank below him seemed to be in shock, and a strange sound appeared from time to time.
"Sir, how are you..." Looking at Costi's dim eyes, I asked him in a low voice. Although I don't know what he did to me just now, I know clearly that the extra memories that appeared in my head are basically from this unfortunate Holy Mage in front of me. But at the same time, I am also very worried that when he forced me to input memories just now, this action was one-way or two-way. What if... I really can't imagine the consequences...
"How is this possible... This... God! Is he your messenger? Incredible fighting style, incredible weapons, and even more incredible..."
When I focused my attention on Kosdi, his mumblings confirmed my guess. He actually copied my memory at the same time... So what should I do now? Kill him? There are so many magicians from the Kingdom of Yan around me, why don't you skin me alive? Don't kill him? Then how can I explain my identity before coming here? And how can I explain my identity as the commander of the Sixth Division of the Kastark Empire Flame Corps? Those magicians from the Kingdom of Yan who were killed by me, and the traps and conspiracies I set for the equipment of the magicians from the Kingdom of Yan... Any one of these things is enough to make me die countless times...
"You...you...I...so...regret..." Just when I was at a loss, Kosidi actually thought for a while and excitedly said the word "you" twice, but then his voice suddenly dropped, and when he said the last word "regret", it was almost inaudible. Then, Kosidi's eyes gradually dimmed, until finally he stared straight in one direction...
I stared at Kosidi for nearly 10 minutes, until Kosidi and everything on the array stopped moving. I sighed and wiped the cold sweat from my forehead. How lucky! If he hadn't died, I would have been the unlucky one to die. God won't let me die!
"Let's go, everyone leave here, and prepare to blow up the whole place as planned!" After giving the order harshly, I took out a magic crystal and began to record all the magic circles on this altar. Maybe these things will come in handy in the future~~~.
"Sir, what about Lord Kosidi?" After hearing my order, the swordsmen of the Mocast Empire did not hesitate at all. They immediately held the magic shells and carefully placed them on the altar, and carefully connected them with dense silver wires. After a while of hesitation, the magicians of the Kingdom of Yan finally stood up and asked me. After all, Kosidi is the most famous super magician in the history of the Kingdom of Yan, and he is also the ancestor of these magicians. If Kosidi is left here and left alone, I am afraid they cannot accept it.
"Let him rest here forever! Look here, I think these are all his comrades who were killed in the Undead Disaster. Burying them together is what Master Kosidi wants. Let's go! Don't disturb him anymore. He has his destination, and we have our mission. Now, let's destroy this magic circle, and then destroy those damned undead armies! This is not only our mission, but also Master Kosidi's final wish..." After experiencing this strange memory-calling magic just now, I don't want any strange situation to happen again. And the best ending is probably to bury Kosidi's head forever in the ground, and never see it again.
With my persistence, a few minutes later, I pulled the mysterious silver thread that connected the various magic shells and magic scrolls in the altar to the surface. . . Then, a dull explosion sounded from underground, directly lifting the people and objects on the ground several inches. . . . .
When everything calmed down, all the magicians, including me, began to gradually feel the existence of various magical elements in nature.
"Pass the order down, let the infantry hold their ground. In just one or two hours, our magicians will be able to join the battle. Then we will break through here in one fell swoop... I believe that we will be able to completely eliminate those undead before the undead and orcs break through the Canglang Line of Defense!" Slowly feeling the magic power gradually seeping into my body, after a brief observation of the battlefield, I immediately issued an order to prepare for a general attack. As we spent several hours underground, the sun in the sky was slowly tilting towards the west. If we can't completely eliminate those undead before dark, then the Canglang Line of Defense will be in danger!
As I gave orders one by one, the magician troops who were resting in the rear began to move forward gradually. And the heavy cavalry who were originally prepared to protect us and now became light cavalry also began to equip their thick armor and prepare for the final attack.
At this time, I discovered some strange behaviors in myself. Originally, the speed at which I gathered magic power could only support the release of intermediate magic. But now, if my previous magic power extraction was like pouring beer from a beer bottle, then my current magic power extraction seemed like pouring water from a large teacup, almost pouring out at once, without any obstruction at all. . . . . . (To be continued)