"Grant, I need an explanation! Now that we have retaken the'core control terminal', why don't we immediately fight back? As long as we old guys take action, those magic sticks will not be so rampant!!"
Felton, with countless stars in his eyes, roared fiercely as before.
"Your Excellency Felton, do you want to turn'Skasiti' into a huge city ruin?"
Grant Einsed said blankly: "What's more, Paul III of the Temple of Eternity has not taken action yet, we can't act rashly!"
"Paul III? Is he here too?"
The Sleeper's tutor, who was listening to the two arguing, questioned: "Grant, how did you know this news?"
After pondering for a while, Grant explained briefly: "...secret channel."
"Secret channel? Haha..."
Dick seemed to have thought of something. The pale flames in his eyes flickered violently, and there was a deep, meaningful laugh.
"What are you talking about going around? I don't think we can wait any longer! No matter what kind of hole cards are in the Eternal Temple... We can't stay silent like this! What if the entire floating city becomes ruins?"
"... You can say it easily! How much energy and effort has been spent on the establishment and improvement of this city? How much have we invested in it?"
…
The arguments between several great arcanists continued, but the "Skasiti" who was ravaged by the temple was wailing in the blood and fire.
As night fell, the large-scale chaotic battle finally came to an end.
The remaining low-level mages have formed a regiment under the command of a few mid-level mages. They rely on their geographical location and struggle to resist wave after wave of attacks from the Eternal Temple and the Temple Warriors. Victor is one of them. One member.
"Mr. Victor, things are very bad!"
A prestigious four-ring mage said to Victor with a heavy face: "I don't know why the senior leaders of the society should guard the Tower of Babel without taking any action... Without the assistance of the high-level mage, we people can't last long. Time! So far, almost all the apprentices of the mage and two-thirds of the low-level mage have fallen under the sword of the temple warriors... There are also major mage families, except for a few families that are still waiting for help. Most of the mage families were completely destroyed in this premeditated sneak attack... It was too miserable!!"
Victor looked at the low-level wizards who were pale and severely overdrawn, and sighed for a long time.
"Don't panic!" Victor whispered: "My lords must have all-round consideration... They will not sit idly by and ignore us!"
"I can only hope so..."
Sihuan Mage's expression was sullen, obviously he was not optimistic about the subsequent development of the battle.
"You'd better rest for a while, otherwise the recovery effect of mental power will be very poor..."
Victor comforted him a few words with a calm tone, then let him return to rest.
"What should I do?"
Unconsciously, Victor, who led the crowd to survive the siege and suppression, has become the backbone of every mage. As long as he stays in the team, everyone still maintains the hope of survival! Although this hope is very slim, it is much better than nothing.
Victor's commanding ability is basically the experience of leading the group in the previous game. Using it in this real world, although there are inevitably many flaws, it is enough!
Moreover, in battle after battle, Victor, as the commander, continues to sum up and grows gradually through accumulation... People are all forced out! !
"My lord is eternal!"
"My lord is eternal!"
At this moment, ear-shattering slogans rang out from the darkness, and a group of temple warriors with golden light gleaming over their bodies were charged with magical buffs.
"Ready to meet the enemy!"
Victor slapped the robe on his body, and instantly activated the three-ring spell "Defense Energy Damage Shield".
Under the glimmer of magical light, Victor showed determination and issued instructions loudly.
"The first team, the second area, the third area, two rounds of'greasy surgery'..."
"The second team, three rounds of'Mirror Shadow Technique'..."
"Team three, area 6 and area 7, two rounds of'Smelly Cloud Technique'..."
In order to facilitate the command of the temporary team, Victor divided the remaining wizards into three teams according to the mage level, and roughly divided the entire space into eight regions according to the provisions of the space rectangular coordinate system.
"After the spell is cast, everyone will apply a round of'foot oiling' and retreat to the underpass in the No. 5 area..."
According to the current strength comparison, the remaining low-level wizard team led by Victor can't beat these fanatical temple warriors. They can only use the advantage of "location" to wander around the city... But even so, the team The number of mages in is still declining.
No one complained, because the remaining mages knew in their hearts that if it hadn't been for Victor's excellent command, their group would have been "purified" by the temple warriors, and they would not even have this chance to linger.
"Damn! These temple warriors have a long memory... There is no chance for a backhand blow!!"
Seeing the steadily advancing enemies, Victor was a little annoyed that he beat them too hard last time.
"Go! After everyone enters the secret tunnel, seal the entrance!"
Seeing that there was no chance of counterattack, Victor led the team into the underground tunnel prepared in advance.
…
"Let these'heretics' escape again!"
The head of the temple warrior regiment, a tall blond man, annoyed, pierced the long sword in his hand into the ground in front of him. When the raid started, these "heretics" had no resistance at all, but in the follow-up pursuit, the "heretics" suddenly became "smart", and even launched a counterattack and gave the Temple Warriors three One in the casualties!
The blond knew that an excellent commander had appeared in the remaining "heresy" team.
"My lord! Please guide the way..."
The head of the Temple Warriors murmured in prayer, and his anger was unstoppable at the thought of those who fell in the "devil flame".
It was the fear of that "inextinguishable flame" that made these temple warriors lose the opportunity to encircle and suppress "heresy" again and again.
"My lord! The bishop ordered us to stop pursuing..."
"reason?"
"Operation of God's Punishment is about to enter the second stage!"
"..."
The head of the temple warrior group was silent, he just pulled out the long sword that was stuck on the ground in front of him, turned and left.
"That guy, I hope you can live...I will wash away the shame you left with my own hands!!"
With unwilling thoughts, the Templar Warriors ended their rampage in "Skasiti".
PS: Lao Wei needs time to sort out the follow-up thoughts. The update speed may be slower before Thursday. After the eleventh has more sufficient time, the chapters that are owed will be added one by one. In addition, I hope you can vote for Sanjiang to encourage Lao Wei, thank you very much! !