Chapter 660 661. The Mage in the Snow
A group of priests held sacred scepters in their hands, chanted prayers, and walked towards the Naqma demon warlord step by step with extremely determined steps.
They are not blessed by the Holy Light, but the expressions on their faces are extremely pious...
In front of the Nakma Demon Overseer, these priests fell in a pool of blood one after another. Their prayers did not receive an answer from the goddess.
Even if the priests fell, they were still chanting prayers.
Among this group of priests, a great priest held aloft a Holy Grail of Wisdom and held a long sword in his other hand. Even if he was mixed in among the group of priests, the shining holy light emanating from his body still made him stand out among the group of priests. Extraordinarily eye-catching.
He is like a firefly in the dark night, exuding a glimmer of light...
The Holy Grail of Wisdom in his hand is also floating with the power of Holy Light, but the power of Holy Light is too weak and cannot help other priests...
As he walked, the faint holy light emanating from his body actually burned, and the Holy Grail raised high was like a torch.
The Nakma Demon Overseer outside the gate of the expeditionary camp stared fixedly at the priest holding a torch with his four scarlet eyes.
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The dragon's jaw at the gate of the Dragon's Throat camp blocked the Naqma demon warlord who was stepping on the priest's corpse...
The demon warlord's eyes turned scarlet. He raised the blood-stained long-handled battle ax high and struck it down on the already petrified dragon's mandible, immediately splitting the petrified demon dragon's mandible into two halves.
The demon warlord is preparing to lead a group of Naqma demon warriors into the camp.
At this moment, the priests who fell in a pool of blood disappeared in the darkness. The power of holy light floated from their bodies, and countless pure white holy lights flew into the Holy Grail of Wisdom in the hands of the great priest.
The priest holding the Holy Grail was extremely surprised. He raised his head and stared at the Holy Grail in his hand, and a look of shock appeared on his originally confused face.
These priests have been praying. Even if a disaster is imminent, they are still longing for the last so-called hope...
And even if they were split in half by an ax from the demon warlord Naqma, they could not swing out the sacred scepter in their hands. They fell in a pool of blood, and the power of devout faith in their bodies turned into a fire of anger burning all over the place. Come……
The high priest stood there, holding a long sword in one hand and holding the Holy Grail of Wisdom high in the other.
The demon warlord of Naqma also realized that the situation was not good at this moment and rushed towards the priest holding the Holy Grail of Wisdom.
The Holy Grail in the priest's hand suddenly burst out with a strong holy light. The holy light continuously overflowed from the Holy Grail of Wisdom and poured into the priest's body.
Under the infusion of strong holy light, a pair of wings of light appeared behind the priest. As the wings of light formed by the holy light were fully unfolded, the strong holy light shone on the body of the demon warlord.
black soil,
bloody sky,
A priest held the Holy Grail of Wisdom in his hand, and spread out ten-meter-long wings of light behind him.
Facing a demon warlord who was even taller than a mammoth...
The corpses of the surrounding priests continued to burn, and a large amount of holy light was poured into the priest's body through the Holy Grail of Wisdom.
His body is being assimilated by the holy light, and countless holy lights are spreading throughout his body like blood.
The priest's body began to become transparent...
With the silver wings of light fluttering slightly, his feet lifted off the ground. Wisps of holy light began to weave sacred armor on his body, and his photochemical body began to grow in size.
He transformed into an angel, and an archangel sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The demon warlord swung his long-handled battle ax and struck at the angel that exuded sacred light, and a sacred shield appeared on the angel's arm.
The long-handled battle ax was blocked by the temple shield, and the force of the impact almost flattened the Dragon's Throat expeditionary camp...
The Demon Warlord realized something was wrong, and his body began to ignite a black flame...
He roared at the angel, trying to use his voice to break through the aura of holy light surrounding the angel's body.
The Demon Warlord raised his long-handled battle ax with both arms, and slammed his strong right shoulder against the sacred shield.
'boom'
The violent impact once again sent out a ring-shaped shock wave...
The angel in mid-air on the opposite side flew out, flapped its wings of light with all its strength, and rushed back to its original position several times in a row. In the flash of lightning, a sword cut off the long-handled battle ax in the hand of the demon warlord Naqma.
The angel's body exudes dazzling light...
The priest who transformed into an angel once again raised the angel sword in his hand, and when the Demon Overseer Naqma raised his head, he directly chopped off the head of the Demon Overseer.
That kind of suppression on the level of power left the huge Naqma demon warlord helpless to fight back.
The demon warlord Naqma fell directly at the gate of the Demon Dragon Queen's Expeditionary Army camp, and his body began to turn into traces of black gas, which continued to evaporate...
Then the holy light on the priest began to dissipate rapidly, and the first thing to disappear was the pair of light wings behind the angel.
As the priest fell from a height, the sacred armor on his body began to dissipate, and two bloody wounds appeared on his back where the wings grew. He fell hard into a pool of blood at the gate of the camp.
Priests are constantly rushing out of the camp. Although these priests do not have the power of holy light in their bodies, they can burst out with strong holy light flames before they die. As long as the Naqma demon warriors rush to the priests' Almost everything in front of you will be burned to ashes by this holy light flame...
The Nakma demon warlord died in battle at the gate of the Dragon's Throat Expeditionary Army camp, and a large group of Nakma demon warriors still refused to retreat.
Behind the Nakma Demon army formation, three lichs poked their heads out of the black mist. There were still a large number of ghosts rolling in the black mist. As long as any Nakma Demon warrior tried to retreat, they would Pulled into the black mist by the lich.
A large number of Nakma warriors rushed to the expeditionary camp with all their might...
The entire expeditionary camp was in flames of war.
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Pieces of tough hexagonal crystals fell again from the bloody sky. These ice flakes blew down and scratched the faces of the priests, leaving scars on their faces.
The priests squinted their eyes and looked up at the dark cloud-covered sky. For so many years, it had never snowed in the Dark Land.
But at the moment, dark clouds are gathering together, and the snowflakes under the clouds are like blades. However, the Nakma demon warriors are wrapped in black armor, and these snowflake chips cannot hurt them at all. "It's a snowstorm..."
A well-informed high priest shouted loudly in the camp.
A blizzard swept across the field. Although there was no magic circle arranged in advance, the extremely cold environment put all the soldiers on the battlefield into an extremely cold predicament...
Priests would also be shivering from the cold in a snowstorm and cut all over by sharp snowflakes.
In comparison, the situation of those Nakma demon warriors is much better.
At this time, not too far from the Dragon's Throat expeditionary camp, a magic wooden house slowly approached the expeditionary camp.
Grand Magister Cedric and Magister Ellaud stood on the observation deck of the magic wooden house. They held their wands high, and an ice elemental lord appeared behind them. It was spraying a large amount of water into the sky at this moment. Frost, snow and cold wind...
This blizzard not only swept the entire battlefield, but also swept towards the rear of the Naqma Demon Army at an extremely fast speed...
Finally, the edge of the blizzard touched the black mist of the Lich. The blizzard blew into the black mist. The black mist quickly condensed into grains of ice sand and fell on the black ground. The ghosts quickly froze into countless pieces. Ice cubes fell to the ground.
The black mist dissipated, and the three lichs hidden in the black mist emerged.
The other four magisters also appeared on the terrace of the magic wooden house at this time. They stood side by side, looking only at the lich emerging from the black mist. They looked at the scattered Naqma demon warriors on the battlefield, and even Not even a glance.
The lichs were obviously aware that they were in danger, and they began to retreat quietly.
But at this time, ice picks fell from the sky and fell messily around the lich. These huge ice picks, several meters long, instantly cut off the lich's retreat.
At this time, the Nakma demon warriors on the battlefield were also facing disaster. Ice picks fell from the sky, and the Nakma demon warriors were constantly pierced by the ice picks...
These ice picks looked like they had eyes, and they almost perfectly avoided the location of the priests. Every time they fell, they would almost hit the Nakma demon warriors.
Because there were so many falling ice picks, these Naqma demon warriors had no way to avoid them, and their bodies were pierced by the ice picks one after another.
A lich stood on the spot, sending a piercing scream into the sky, trying to disperse the clouds in the sky and resolve the blizzard, but obviously the power it possessed was not enough.
The other two lichs fled madly in the blizzard...
Grand Magister Cedric pointed his wand at the lich who was struggling to resist. At the same time as a circular death ripple erupted from her body, an ice prison like an iron barrel suddenly fell from the top of the lich's head, instantly killing the lich. The standing lich was frozen in it.
And Magister Joyce carried an ice spear and chased the two lichs who were running around. Following the rhythm of Magister Joyce's footsteps, the ice spears kept falling on the two lichs. At his feet, the two lichs were forced to dodge left and right.
It was purely a suppression of strength. When the blizzard hit, the moment the snow and black mist collided, it was destined that these lichs would not be able to escape.
When the priests in the Dragon's Throat saw the magic wooden houses appearing in the blizzard, they began to pick up some shields and boards one after another, braving the wind and snow to join the battle again...
Roy and the great magician Grimes basically had no chance to intervene.
The two of them could only hide by the window of the magic wooden house, watching the blizzard sweep across the battlefield. One by one, the Nakma demon warriors were pierced by ice picks falling from the sky, and a thick layer of transparent ice condensed on their bodies. Although he did not die immediately, his body was frozen in place and unable to make any movements.
"Grimes, I now clearly understand the difference between the great magician and the magister. If your blizzard domain is compared to a light snow, then the blizzard cast by the two magisters Elaud and Cedric, This is a real snowstorm..."
Roy stood next to Grimes and complained softly.
"If I am promoted to a magister in the future, I can easily unleash such a powerful blizzard!" Archmage Grimes said with some dissatisfaction. "In addition...the ice picks in the blizzard were controlled by several other magisters. If you look carefully at those ice picks...they almost killed the Nakma demon army."
"Grimes, stop complaining there. Teacher Elaud asked us to go down and help... Let's rescue the injured priests on the battlefield." A great magician rushed down from the rest area on the second floor. He ran towards Wearing a magic cloak.
"Roy, it's our turn to work." The great magician Grimes shouted to Roy.
"Coming!"
Roy followed closely behind the great magician Grimes, passed through the door of the magic wooden house, and rushed into the blizzard field.
The great magician Grimes casually put a magic shield on Roy so that he would not need to fear the extreme cold in the blizzard field.
Roy jumped down from the steps of the magic wooden house, stepped on the thick snow, and ran towards a Nakma warrior.
At this moment, he was frozen in the ice and could not move at all. Roy held a flail full of spikes in his hand, rounded it and smashed it at the head of the Naqma demon warrior. Unfortunately, the demon warrior was stronger than Roy. Much higher, Roy did not calculate the distance of the flail, and the hammer head covered with spikes hit the Naqma Demon directly on the chest.
The ice shattered, and the Nakma Demon Warrior's chest was immediately smashed to pieces by Roy.
Roy then swung the flail in his hand for the second time, and the skull of the Nakma demon warrior was lifted open by Roy...
When the completely frozen Nakma warrior fell to the ground, Roy reached out and pulled out a piece of black magic crystal from his head.
The great magician Grimes turned back to Roy and shouted at the front: "Roy, don't worry about those Naqma demons. Leave these Naqma demons to us. You can quickly go to the battlefield and deal with the injuries." Priests, I found that some priests seem to be able to be saved..."
"Coming." Roy replied loudly without thinking.
He stood up and ran towards the gate of the camp, where there would be more priests lying in a pool of blood.
Many priests' bodies were burned to ashes, but some priests survived the battle.
Roy specifically went to the pile of corpses to find those priests who had not been burned to death by the flames of the Holy Light, and used the Holy Light Technique on them...
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At the gate of the Dragon's Throat expeditionary camp, in a pool of blood, the priest who had transformed into an angel was lying on the ground.
He was covered in blood, and the power of holy light emanated from his body. You could see that countless blood vessels on his body had burst. There was no intact skin on his body, and there were two deep and solid wounds on his back...
When Roy saw the Holy Grail of Wisdom in his hand, his heart tightened suddenly.
Seeing his bloody face again, Roy's mind was 'bang', as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and he became confused...
(End of chapter)