Regnar's face turned red. Although Saron had extinguished his body of flames, he was still a high-level warrior, and his power must be considerable. At this moment, his right hand was like an iron clamp on Regnar's throat. Let alone breaking his neck with force, Regnar would probably die even if it lasted for just a few seconds.
But there was no trace of panic in Regnar's eyes except pain, because he believed in Annelotte. Oh, don’t get me wrong, Regnar did not believe that Annelotte would choose to commit suicide so easily. He believed in Annelotte's ability. After seeing this girl's strength, Regnar began to regret not calling her over to help.
Strong, really too strong! Regnar never expected that Annelotte's strength would be so strong! Since this girl is so powerful, can't she still be unable to handle the current situation? impossible!
Regnar believed in Annelotte just like Inelise believed in him in the alchemy laboratory. Therefore, he didn't panic at all, just quietly waiting for this girl's next move. He believed that Annelotte had already thought of how to deal with being kidnapped, and all he had to do was wait, waiting for his woman to save him... Although this didn't sound particularly glorious...
However, Annelotte's reaction was a bit strange. The girl's face suddenly showed a bit of annoyance and anger, and then she yelled to Salon in a rather frustrated tone: "He is not the man I love!"
"Ahhhhh!!!!!!" There were ten thousand grass-mud horses running wildly in Regnar's heart. Anne! Sister! My savior! Now that we have reached this critical moment, can we stop worrying about this issue? How strange is your focus? Are the neural circuits of all super geniuses different from those of us normal people? I'm going to be strangled to death in minutes. Are you still here trying to distance yourself from me? I'm heartbroken! My heart aches! ! ! !
Regnar was almost collapsed by Annelotte's reaction. Moreover, it might be that Saron's hand was too strong, and he had been seriously injured before. So Regnar's consciousness also ran into the distance with the grass mud horse, and the guy passed out...
"Let him go!" Annelotte became anxious when she saw Regnar rolling his eyes. She drank softly again, and then her heart moved, triggering a mental connection she had set before.
"!!!!!!" The ferocity at the corner of Saron's mouth was replaced by shock in an instant, because he found that he could not move.
Just behind Saron, a deep purple sigil the size of a fist was emitting a strong light.
"Restraint method?!" Saron felt a burst of despair in his heart.
It turned out that Annelotte had already expected that Saron would choose to blackmail Regnar after being unable to defeat her. So she threw a rune trap behind Regnar. This rune-engraved magic circle contained an eighth-level spell - the Binding Technique.
This spell can completely trap the subject by virtue of the force field. Basically, if the subject is hit by this spell, other than breathing, blinking, speaking, or even moving a finger.
Annelotte started making this rune half a year ago when Regnar entered the Military Intelligence Agency. Out of concern for Regnar's personal safety, Annelotte always thought that this spell would be used one day, but she didn't expect that it would actually come in handy today.
"This is a battle without any suspense. Your death was already doomed when you hurt that guy." Annelotte also returned to her indifferent expression after the talisman took effect, not knowing that she had just Is the shame and annoyance acting
"You lost." Annelotte looked at Saron and said calmly.
"No! It won't happen!" Saron was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He could only say with difficulty because of the effect of the binding method: "I can't lose! I can't lose to you! What are you still watching here? Come on! Come on, kill this woman!"
All the Stoker soldiers were in shock. They were already shivering from the cold temperature of Annelotte. In addition, Saron was defeated without any suspense. Many of them did not turn around. Bend. At this time, when Saron's order was suddenly heard, most of the Stoker soldiers did not react.
"..." Annelotte did not stop Saron, she just looked at him silently. Before she killed the mage, she wanted to destroy even the last trace of his pride and dignity. This was the price he had to pay for hurting Regnar!
Saron yelled a few more times, and the Stoker soldiers realized Saron's cry for help. But even if they understood, these soldiers were still hesitant about whether to charge forward.
"Captain, shall we go? That woman is too powerful, shall we just die?" an adjutant asked his superior.
"This..." The captain hesitated for a moment, but no one expected that things would evolve into this situation.
Because he was afraid that the high-level mage's battle might destroy the already devastated Costa Fortress, David asked Saron to fight far away from the Costa Fortress. Saron felt that this was an affirmation of his destructive power, so he readily agreed.
But he didn't expect that this move would be tantamount to digging his own grave for him. At this time, their location was about five kilometers away from Costa Fortress, and it was too late to go back to find reinforcements. Now there is only this team that is here as an audience. Do they dare to go up? To be honest, every Stoker soldier felt a little guilty in his heart.
Saron was also aware of the fear of these Stokers. So he roared with all his strength: "Catch her! Otherwise I, Saron, will kill you cowards one day! I have the cloning technique as a body copy, and that copy is still in the thousand-year-old capital, so I will die today no matter what." No! Remember it!"
It wasn't until Saron said this that Stoker's soldiers stood up. Although they don't quite understand what the cloning technique that Saron is talking about is. But they are very aware of Chiyan Magician's vicious and perverse style in the past. If Saron cannot die at this time, then he will undoubtedly take revenge on these hesitant soldiers.
"Attack!" After a brief weighing, the captain finally felt that compared to Annelotte, the ferocious Saron was more worthy of fear. Although this guy couldn't defeat Annelotte, it was still very easy to kill them. Moreover, he didn't think that after fighting Saron, this woman would still have the ability to completely eliminate a Stoke infantry brigade.
Therefore, under the command of the captain, Stoker's soldiers could only raise their swords and rush towards the slightly tired girl who was not even older than them.
Annelotte saw the Stoker charging over with a roar, and a hint of unbearability flashed in her eyes. These people are just victims between the interests of two countries. From a personal point of view, Annelotte is not very fond of them and even sympathizes with them. So Annelotte didn't want to kill them casually. But since they rushed over now, since they wanted to kill Annelotte, Annelotte had no choice.
The Frost Girl sighed helplessly, and then she started casting her spell again.
A large amount of sinister necromantic energy gradually gathered in front of her, and they were operating in an orderly manner according to the magic circle prescribed by Annelotte. In just two seconds, the magnitude of the magical energy gathered by Annelotte even made Saron feel a little scared.
"This spell is... the Banshee's Wail?!" A bit of horror flashed in Saron's eyes, and he couldn't help but speak out.
Banshee's Wail, a ninth-level necromancy spell. This spell can use necromantic energy to cause devastating impact on creatures within a certain range. If the power gap between the caster and the recipient is too large, it can cause a direct instant kill effect. Even if the two have the same power, this spell can still cause huge damage to the recipient if it hits.
But it was obvious that the power gap between Annelotte and the Stoker soldier was definitely not the slightest bit.
The chanting of this spell took Annelotte more than three seconds. When the spell was completed, a beautiful enchantress face four to five meters tall appeared above Annelotte's head.
Many Stork soldiers didn't know what kind of spell this was. When they saw the breathtakingly beautiful face of the banshee, they couldn't help but fell into a brief daze. But the next second, the face of the banshee immediately became ferocious.
Her eyes, which were originally as gentle as water, flashed with a cruel and murderous light in an instant. The cherry lips that were originally as red as blood also opened wider and wider. In the end, the small cherry mouth was torn open along the corners of the mouth, revealing two sharp fangs and countless canine teeth.
"Ouch!!!!!!"
The sound waves of the banshees were accompanied by dark necromantic energy, and they rushed towards the Stoker soldiers violently. In just a short moment, the two to three hundred Stoke soldiers who rushed to the front completely lost their lives.
Annelotte's face turned pale, she was panting rapidly, and she seemed a little tired.
"It's better not to let him see this kind of scene..." Annelotte thought silently in her heart. The reason why she waited until Regnar was unconscious before activating the trap was because she didn't want him to see her killing two or three people in an instant. A scene of hundreds of people. She didn't want Regna to think that she was a violent and cruel woman.
All the Stoker soldiers were stunned by Annelotte's shocking blow.
Saron was still shouting from the side: "Go! Her magic power has been exhausted. She can't hurt you anymore! Come on! I must kill her today!"
The Stoker soldiers hesitated for a moment, but looking at Annelotte's pale face, they mustered up some courage and charged forward again.
Annelotte glanced at Saron resentfully, and then recited the spell again.
"Another Banshee's Howl?!" Saron's eyes nearly popped out. He had no idea that the reason why Annelotte turned pale was not because she thought her magic power was exhausted, but because of the psychological burden caused by the first large-scale massacre of lives. Under the influence of the body of frost, Annelotte still has a lot of magic left!
"Ouch!!!!"
Annelotte's blow killed about two hundred more Stokers. Her face was as pale as paper at this time, and cold sweat was dripping down her face. Although she had killed monsters, orcs, and even humans when she was a mercenary before. But this kind of thing that took away the lives of hundreds of people in an instant was still very shocking to Annelotte.
So, after the second banshee howl, Annelotte couldn't bear it anymore. She used a loudspeaker to say to the collapsed Stork soldiers: "You are no match for me at all. Get out of here. I promise not to kill you! Get out of here!"
By this time, no matter how much Saron yelled, the Stoker soldiers no longer paid attention. Revenge is revenge! At least it will take a few days for revenge to come, but if you continue to carry it here, there will be no way to survive!
After seeing the Stoker leave, Annelotte turned her head and turned her attention to Saron, who had red eyes.