dark night.
Somewhere in the Southern Free Commonwealth.
Deep in the thick darkness, slight footsteps appeared, sounding vague and quite far away.
After a while, the sound of footsteps approaching became clear. A few seconds later, there was a "crash" sound, like a black cloth being lifted open, and a team of dozens of wizards walked out of the darkness.
They walked towards a center from all directions, stopped after walking a certain distance, and invariably took out a cone engraved with complicated magic patterns from their hands, activated it with the magic power in their bodies, and threw it to the ground.
"puff!"
When the cone fell to the ground, it was like a stone falling into a pool, easily penetrating the soil and sinking into the depths and disappearing.
Dozens of wizards had obviously expected this, and were not surprised. They looked at each other, and all rose up into the sky. After that, they rose higher and higher, and merged into the night after more than ten seconds.
Not long after the wizard disappeared, new footsteps sounded.
Compared with the wizard's footsteps, this time's footsteps were much heavier, denser, and more orderly, like thousands of drumsticks hitting the drum surface according to the rhythm.
"Da da da!"
Soldiers wearing blood-red armor broke out of the darkness. There were thousands of them, and they walked silently towards a predetermined location.
"Wow!"
They crossed the stream.
"Crack!"
They trample the stones.
"rustle!"
They walked through the grass.
Finally, they arrived outside an ancient castle that seemed to have been abandoned for many years, and surrounded the ancient castle. The soldiers in the front row, whose breastplates could almost touch the masonry of the walls of the ancient castle.
However, they were not blocked. A low shout sounded from somewhere, followed by many soldiers, and their armors lit up with dazzling lights.
Together! Two! Three ways!
Three completely different lights illuminated a large area of the ground. The soldiers in the front row raised their arms and slammed their elbows against the thick castle wall.
"Boom!"
Hundreds of elbows hit the castle wall, causing the wall to sway.
Before the wall could regain its stability, the soldiers raised their arms for the second time and smashed down with their elbows.
"Boom!"
The wall shook more violently, and stone chips fell "rustlingly".
And this was just the beginning. The soldier continued to hit with his elbow without any rest.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
one two three…
After an unknown number of blows, there was a "bang" and the castle wall was pushed down inward. The soldiers at the front led their companions behind and strode out of the castle.
After that, all the buildings in the castle suffered the same fate as the city wall.
The abandoned stables, servants' rooms, kitchens, and attics were all knocked down.
"Boom, boom!"
After a sound, everything was in ruins.
The soldiers stepped on the broken bricks and rubble in the ruins and finally stopped in front of a square stone building.
This square stone building is not tall, only five or six meters high. As a defensive arrow tower, it is a bit inadequate, and as a living room, it is too narrow. It's a little unclear about its true purpose, as if it was a drunken architect's creation, making people laugh.
But when the soldiers saw it, they didn't look like they were laughing at all. On the contrary, they were very serious. They did not rush to push him down, but were waiting for something on guard.
After more than ten seconds, a person walked out of the team, looking like a leader or something. The other party stepped towards the stone building and said loudly: "It seems that the people inside are a bit timid. We have reached the door and they still dare not come out. That's fine, if they don't come out, we will go in."
After speaking, the man stepped into the stone building and disappeared. The other soldiers quickly followed and filed in.
After a while, there was a violent vibration under the ground.
At first, the vibration was relatively weak, but gradually increased to a limit. After passing the limit, the vibration weakened little by little, experienced several fluctuations, and finally became quiet after more than an hour.
More than an hour later.
On the ground of the ruined castle, the soldiers cleared an open space, and corpses were lifted out from the underground of the square stone building and lined up here.
The wizards who had gone up to hide and sealed off the airspace reappeared at this moment. They walked to the body and checked whether it was completely dead. Because this was not the first time they had done this kind of thing, they were very efficient, but they reached the end of the check in a short while.
A thin male wizard with a face as pale as tissue paper, slender fingers and thick knuckles. He stretched out two fingers, like tweezers, to pry open the eyes of the last dead body. He looked at them, but found no brilliance. He was already sure that the other person was probably dead.
But he did not jump to conclusions hastily. The next moment, his fingers left his eyelids, and with his middle finger and index finger, a wind blade of more than ten centimeters emerged from the fingertips, and stabbed towards the dead man's eye socket. He would directly poke it into the deepest part of the eye socket and crush the other person's brains. This way, no matter what happened to the other person, he would definitely die.
But just when the wind blade almost touched the half-open and half-closed eyes, the male wizard felt a huge resistance coming from the end of his fingers.
"Crack!"
With a sound, the male wizard's condensed wind blade suddenly shattered, followed by two of his fingers.
The dead man lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, gave the male wizard a contemptuous and angry look, and bounced up from the ground like lightning.
The male wizard reacted, endured the pain and retreated, trying to cast a spell, but the dead man who had pretended to be a corpse reacted faster. Almost as soon as he raised his hand, a black light condensed and hit the male wizard.
"boom!"
The wizard flew backwards, let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground.
The dead man had no interest or time to pay attention. He snorted coldly, stamped his feet, quickly turned and rushed outside, preparing to escape.
But just after flying about ten meters, the dead man stopped suddenly because three wizards had blocked his way. The energy fluctuations in the bodies of the three wizards were extremely alarming. It was obvious that the spell was ready and would be released at any time.
The dead man didn't want to resist the three unknown powerful spells, so he made a prompt decision and turned around to fly in another direction. As a result, more wizards appeared in front of that direction - five in total.
And just after such a delay, almost all the wizards gathered around the dead people from four directions... no, from five directions, including the sky. Some wizards even used spells to harden the ground to prevent the dead people from escaping underground.
On the periphery, nearly a hundred red-armored soldiers lit up with light, energy poured into the spears they held, and they were ready to attack. Even if the dead man can break through the wizard's siege, he can't resist the attack of nearly a hundred activated magic pattern spears.
Further out, the remaining soldiers were also alert.
this!
The dead man's heart sank, and he was sure that it would be difficult for him to escape. His expression became ferocious, his fingers made a "click" sound, and his eyes were filled with hatred.
At this time, a cold female voice sounded and asked: "What's wrong?"
With a "crash", the team surrounding the dead man separated, and a woman in red armor walked out. She was the one who took the lead into the stone building before.
Her figure does not appear to be tall. On the contrary, she seems to be a bit smaller than ordinary soldiers, but the almost substantial evil spirit in her body makes people dare not underestimate her at all.