Shaman from Afar

"Boom!!!!"

A black shadow crashed to the ground beside Loren, and the ground collapsed with the black shadow in the sound of roaring and crushing of bricks and stones.

The next second, the black shadow wrapped in dust and rubble rubbed up again, and swept in his direction.

There is no time to think!

The black-haired wizard who turned his head and ran almost against the dark shadow, with a speed just out of the line or agile, was not swallowed by the smoke and debris it rolled up, until ... he faced the wall he hit against.

"boom!"

Suddenly the black shadow finally stopped; when the dust dispersed, hidden in the dark, the blue-and-blue ink blue dragon Aioliite blinked out the head of the dragon and looked at the wall that was smashed by it. Pitfalls, run-off ruins ...

Has nothing.

"Boom !!!"

The angry ink-blue dragon roared up in the sky, the thunderous roar shook the Nine-Man Star Wizard Tower and the earth; every colonnade, every ruin, every brick and the soil behind the bricks ... all in this dragon roar , Trembling, wailing!

Angrily, it started to no longer have an attack from the target, but madly used claws, a black dragon tail like death, flapped with bone-spurned wings, struck, smashed, trampled every one it could touch, could See the ground and corners.

"Bang! Bang! Bang !!! Bang !!!"

The roar of the wizard tower was crumbling.

Lorren hiding in the ruins under the wall, let out a tired breath.

Tired ...

Although it can be guessed that it will not be so easy, but it is the type that he is the least good at dealing with.

Dragon, Evil God's body, Fallen Evil God, Ogre ... To deal with this group of "large enemies", the black-haired wizard has very rich experience, and even reached the point where he can publish books.

Not to mention the resurrected dragon, that is, to bring out a certain ogre demon Mezcara and whip the corpse again, Loren also has the confidence to win steadily ... but that was before, but now ...

"... But now, although Dear Loren is not really unable to beat the resurrected dragon, but because he has to block his own power after opening the second valve, and the high-order spells of the past are all unusable, It is subject to many restrictions. "

Compared with the embarrassed dark-haired wizard, the blonde teenager who was at least ten times as clean and straight appeared as he appeared on his side, sitting next to him with his legs "behavior":

"Now Loren is not afraid of evil spirits who use the power of the void, or monsters that are driven entirely by the power of the void, even if a high-level spell descends from the sky, he can use his face without changing his face;"

"However ... Although this kind of monster is driven by the power of the void, it completely relies on brute force and has a huge body. It has become the absolute nemesis of Loren!"

"It is not invincible, but it will make the process extremely cumbersome and a waste of time; and the dearest Loren now ... is time."

Finished speaking with a real smile, scarlet eyes flashing innocent colors.

The dark-haired wizard who took a deep breath again was too lazy to show any expression: "Can you become more annoying? If I can, I can strangle you without hesitation."

"Hmm ... strangulation is too painful, too slow, and Asriel prefers to behead." The blond teenager smiled: "But if you can die in Loren's arms, Asriel doesn't mind ..."

The black-haired wizard immediately stopped:

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"What Asriel wants to say is ... this is a great opportunity." The blond teenager who raised his index finger pointed to the giant dragon outside the ruins that was still madly destroying:

"With the wisdom of the Holy Cross in the Old Scriptures, to truly master the power of the Second Valve is to defeat it. The best and fastest way is to either succeed or fail. Dear Loren will never have a second chance Now. "

boom!

The moment the words fell, the cracked rubble shattered the rubble directly above the ruins, exposing Loren's position.

The smiling Asriel waved at Loren while disappearing into the air with a smile of "I believe in you".

For a moment, Loren felt that he was almost determined to strangle him.

"Boom !!!"

The air echoed with the bloodthirsty and excited roar of the dragon Elliot. The nine-mang star wizard tower, which kept mourning in the shock, was already crumbling.

"Boom !!!"

The moment when the roar blew, the ruins of the hiding place had turned into dust under the dragon's tail; almost at the same time, the roaring dragon opened its claws and waved to a "black spot" flying rapidly in the air.

"Dang!"

The sparks bloomed in the air, and the black-haired wizard who was hit quickly "fall" from the air, leaning on the big sword of "dawn" nailed to the ground, barely stood still.

"What I said ... as if I had another choice."

With a helpless sigh, the black-haired wizard who pulled out "Dawn" with one hand rolled his eyes and faced the roaring dragon in the smoke.

………………………………

Outside the city of Ebdon, the central battlefield.

After the Azore elf left the front and scuffled with the right wing of the empire, backing against the elven prince of Eboden, Rodria Azore hesitated for a minute.

Although it was only for a moment, he did see an imperial cavalry move to the right wing; but so far, this cavalry is still hiding behind the hills, and there is no sign of going out.

Why?

It is clear that as long as the cavalry is dispatched, they can easily defeat their left wing legion!

The "inaction" of the opposing enemy made the elf little prince some troubled left-wing legion in the dogfight. Although the left-wing legion was caught in the dogfight, as long as they put in an elite, even pressing the whole line to reorganize the left wing, you can capture the enemy's right wing.

But ... this plan, which looks good and perfect, is really like a trap.

The queue is neat, and the dense formation of the whole line is very good. However, the imperial people on the opposite side have dragons, floating cities, and the "super launcher" that can hit two kilometers away. It is like a suicide.

Wait, isn't he saying that he is not in a hurry to defeat himself, but is he going to consume it with himself?

The surprised little elf prince turned his head and looked at the city of Ebden behind him.

"His Royal Highness, the port of Eboden is in an emergency! It is suspected that an army of the Empire has stormed from the port and sneaked into the city!"

"what?!"

"Several remaining reserve troops are fighting the enemy with all their strength, but the other party is very strong, and a number of samurai squads have been destroyed; surely Your Highness will send reinforcements as soon as possible, otherwise no matter what the purpose of the Imperials, they will be unable to stop!"

The voice fell, and the elf warrior who was sent to ask for help looked up, anxiously waiting for Rodria's decision.

The elf prince who didn't change his face was normal as long as he blinked quickly in the direction of Ebden.

"This is really ... too interesting."

Shaking hands and scooping lips revealed his true thoughts at the moment.

To be practical, the little prince did not take this plan too seriously from the beginning. It is one thing. A super bomb is buried under his home nest. Think about it and know if this is absolutely necessary or not. Came as a threat to blackmail.

On the other hand ... Out of heart, the elf little prince did not feel that he would go to the point where such mountains and rivers were exhausted.

Yes, the Empire is very strong. They have dragons, floating cities, cavalry and "super launchers" ... but the unit of war is "soldier", standing in the muddy land and wielding the most common weapons and enemies Fighting "soldiers", they are the cornerstone of a battle and even war.

Comparing the overall level of "soldier", the level of training and tacit understanding, and the absolute implementation of the order, the Azores ... have an overwhelming advantage.

Even if the empire is elite, it can barely control the battle damage to the level of one to one in front of the elf warrior army; in the previous few battles, the main army that the Empire can fight is almost consumed, and the rest are called by them. The "junk" garbage will not change except for delaying time.

Even the empire that had been "successfully victorious" can only be called a "fiasco" at most.

Battle of Ebden, abolished a principality, and dragged down half of the empire;

Battle of Blood Skull Valley, Byrne elite ... especially the core heavy knight, more than half of the casualties;

Battle of the Boundary Mountain, killed an emperor;

Battle of the Deep Forest, Lotel nearly collapsed, unable to fight anymore;

The battle of the imperial capital was defended. The East and West Sacrament were ravaged by the war. The vitality was so bad that every "victory" of the empire cost far more than they paid.

The key to breaking the balance is to go online, and the cornerstone of victory is to go offline ... The Azores with a sufficient amount of high-quality combat power have been invincible from the beginning.

And the traps dug out with the utmost care are just for tentative pits, and at the same time an extra card that can be played out, and there is no expectation that the opposite side will be fooled.

But now ... The little prince suddenly realized that he could finally understand what the "strange" trend of the imperial people was before.

The fleet that died together was to cover the teams that infiltrated the city;

The cavalry who refused to mobilize was to drag down his line and put the battle into a stalemate to gain time for the city;

In short, the imperial people across the street seem to really regard this "threat" as one thing, and they are very afraid that they will launch this thing!

The only problem is that the elves can understand the horror of this thing, but how would the Empire know?

It's so strange, but it's also a surprise!

I ca n’t believe that they will actually be fooled, and I do n’t even doubt that I have such a supernatural talent. The more I do n’t believe in anything, what will become true?

If you say this, the opposite side may also serve the same purpose as you guessed ... if you have n’t made a mistake ... Lorren Turin and the imperial prince probably want to count, turning this alchemy bomb into a threat that can in turn threaten yourself, or Kill yourself in one fell swoop.

Invested such a large amount of capital, it would be absolutely impossible without such a degree of results; and if he did not have confidence in his own plan, it would be impossible for Loren Turin to personally invest in such a plan that was like death.

"His Royal Highness, it's about Wang Ting, please order as soon as possible!"

The elf warrior still waiting anxiously couldn't help saying: "If you allow, you can lead a team of warriors to destroy those wicked empires for your Highness ..."

"No, no, you tried your best." The little elf prince waved his hand to interrupt the other side: "Go back and tell them that you have completed your task, and don't pay attention to the handful of imperial people."

"But ..."

"I am prepared for them, so you don't have to worry about me anymore. You only need to obey my orders. If you don't understand, I can teach you!"

"Well, look good, study hard, I say one thing, one thing, I say ... no need to worry about it, you say" yes "; come, one! Two! Three ..."

"……Yes."

The brave elf warrior retreated with full anxiety.

The subordinate elf prince turned his gaze back to the battlefield, desperately restraining the urge to raise the corner of his mouth.

Come on ... Come on ... no more lingering.

Since both sides have already taken out their families, they are even ready to kill the enemy for a thousand self-impairment, so simply make a point; really use this war to determine each other's destiny.

Let me defeat you in one breath, and destroy you!

"To summon the Wang Ting guards, press on the entire line of the Chinese army array, cooperate with the bow and arrow warriors, and defeat the shield wall of the Empire!"

"Follow the order!"

With the eagle-like horn, the sound of the earth's stepping sounded behind the elf little prince.

The array opened, and the Eight Thousand Kings Guards entered the battlefield at a heavy pace ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ They covered the whole body with metal helmets and god-like visors, fish-like armor and low-lined chain armor. At the lower leg, the shin armor and arm armor resembling the shape of the Bayern Knight Armor are tightly sealed from head to toe.

The Azores long swords in their hands are twice as large as ordinary elf warriors; they are comparable to the heavy long swords with two-handed swords. The back of the sword is thick enough to serve as a warhammer, and the handle is more than the ordinary sword. It needs to be longer; the length of two meters can be used as a spear.

The sun is shining near the midsummer, and the mirror-like armor and the blade shine like glittering gold.

After the capture of Ebden, the elf prince began to form the "Wang Ting Guards", which he prepared for the imperial shield wall and cavalry.

The "Bow Warrior" wearing only light armor, equipped with bows, shields, and Azores swords, supplements this "heavy legion", providing auxiliary and projective power.

Their mission is to harass and stop the enemy light cavalry assaults as much as possible, to cover how "hateful" the light cavalry of the flanking empire of the King's Guard, Brandon has deeply understood ... more than once.

Sending this legion to the battlefield means that the general attack officially begins!

"Samurai, draw a sword to meet the enemy!"

"For Your Highness Rodria Azores !!!"

Looked at and shouted, pressing Wang Zhongwei to the Chinese army, the elf little prince's face showed a "happy" smile, and the irregular teeth flashed the cold light.