“Shit, what’s going on?” Suddenly, I discovered with horror that when the two huge beams of light from the forbidden light spell penetrated the forbidden fire spell, the two kinds of magic seemed to be catalyzed by something and merged together crazily, tumbling and mutating. . . . .
"All earth mages, erect the Armor of Earth..." Without waiting for me to give orders, several senior mages who saw the huge changes in front of them immediately gave orders frantically, and immediately began to build a magic bridge of group magic with their own magic power.
At this moment, I was at a loss as I looked at the constantly changing magical space in front of me. After all, I couldn't find any explanation for this super weird and incomprehensible phenomenon even after searching my entire brain. If we use modern terms, should it be considered a physical reaction or a chemical reaction? Damn...
"Get down!" At this moment, an extremely strong white light suddenly released from the space covered by the forbidden spell, which was as strong as the light emitted by an atomic bomb explosion. For a moment, I could only shout out based on my feelings and instincts, and took the lead in hiding in the battlements on the city wall.
At the same time, a small-scale dark magic appeared in my hand, and I quickly used it to cover my sight. Using the method commonly used in the 20th century to observe solar eclipses, I finally saw the second half of this magic mutation. After the flash of white light, countless, violent lightning flashed like the shock wave after a nuclear explosion, instantly sweeping all life within a few kilometers. . . . . .
How could this happen? Although lightning magic is a branch of light magic, we didn't release any light magic this time? How could there be such a strong light magic reaction? And we didn't even see any reaction to fire forbidden spells or light magic explosions, as if we just released two super powerful electric forbidden spells. What the hell is this
As the lightning storm gradually subsided, I immediately put aside my doubts. After all, the most important thing at this moment was to evaluate the effect of this attack and resist the next attack of the undead. Nothing else could compare to this.
After the lightning storm, the scene on the battlefield immediately came into our sight. The entire front battlefield, with the two light-type forbidden spells as the center, seemed to be the ruins of two modern wars within a diameter of several kilometers. The entire battlefield was filled with blazing battlefield relics, and the entire land seemed to be covered with a thick layer of black scorched earth, with the two light-type magic explosion locations as the center, spreading out in a branch-shaped radial shape, stretching for several kilometers. . . . . . . .
At this time, within the range of the forbidden magic, the entire surface had lost any signs of life activity, as if the two strange forbidden spells had wiped out all traces of life.
"All mages, prepare to take off and fight. This time, if there are no major accidents, we are sure to win the war... For the survival of mankind, for the Kingdom of Yan, and for those colleagues who voluntarily sacrificed themselves to preserve the main force, we must completely destroy those evil undead troops... Does everyone have confidence?" Looking at the skeleton soldiers on the battlefield, whose number was less than half of theirs, only a few hundred thousand, and those undead knights and ghost dragons that had already turned to ashes under the forbidden spell, I felt confident in my tone and voice when launching the pre-war mobilization.
"Yes! For the sake of the kingdom and the honor of the magicians, let's completely wipe out those evil undead spirits!" Hearing my call, the magicians who had just recovered from their shock immediately echoed loudly. But their words almost made me fall headfirst off the city wall. Do the magicians of the Kingdom of Yan have honor? Fleeing in danger is the characteristic of their high-level magicians. The main reason why I can barely suppress those high-level magicians at this time is not because I, the commander, set an example myself, but the more important factor should be the suppression policy I carried out in the name of Queen Yan. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that those super magicians will retreat as soon as I order them to attack... ... ... ...
Just as I watched the magicians ruthlessly wipe out the undead soldiers hovering at the edge of the castle and was about to give the order to attack, the situation on the battlefield ahead changed again. Deafening and hoarse roars made me and my subordinates look at each other in bewilderment. What on earth is going on? Could it be that... Could it be that those damned undead wizards have created more ghost dragons than the ones we just saw? If that's the case... I really can't imagine the consequences...
“Sir, look there…” Just as I was searching the distance, trying to find a new target, several mages standing beside me grabbed my arms tightly and directed my gaze to the places that had been attacked by forbidden spells.
"Fuck, all the mage troops are ready to fight. The mages on the 1st and 2nd floors of the towers help the survivors defend against the skeleton soldiers. The rest of the magicians, prepare the strongest single-target attack magic for me. We must not let those damn ghost dragons rush into our castle." Following the gazes of several subordinates, I instantly found several huge mounds of earth slowly rising on the ash-like ground on the battlefield that looked like a relic. . . Then, the ash on the mounds slowly slid down as the mounds got higher and higher, revealing the true identity of the creatures under the mounds—the ghost dragons that were in tatters and even emitting green smoke everywhere.
"Sir, it seems that those things are too resistant to lightning magic. Although such forbidden spells can cause damage to them, you see, should we release a few more..." Looking at the ghost dragon that jumped up from the ground in a clumsy but rapid manner, a magician almost unknowingly gave me a bad idea.
"Fool, do you think that at this distance, with nothing in front of us, there is any forbidden spell that can hit those ghost dragons before they rush to us? Or do you think we should just release a few powerful forbidden spells on ourselves, and then let us all die together with those ghost dragons?" I cursed angrily, and then my attention was focused again on the remaining 7 half-crippled ghost dragons that were madly charging here. (To be continued)