Chapter 253 253. Burning Gnar, Embarrassing Battle Mage
After thinking twice, Robber still met with Ian.
He knew that Ian was the young master of the Olivier family, and he also knew that it seemed a bit wrong to come here when a war was about to begin, but he still chose to meet him.
Although the war will ultimately involve a head-on confrontation of strength, if there is a way to reduce some casualties and losses, he is still very willing.
When he saw Ian and his mother, his eyes stayed on the latter for a moment, and he was suddenly shocked.
“Are you Princess Moira?”
Rob recognized this at a glance as a princess from the Sethian royal family that he had seen before. This kind of beauty is really amazing. Impressive.
For a beautiful woman like this, when the country is invaded, she is almost the same as an item symbolizing military exploits. No one will have any sympathy for her.
There is only naked desire and the satisfaction brought by conquest. In wars on a national scale, there is never any love at first sight.
Moira looked at the man in front of her with whom she had met once before, and she could see her identity very clearly, and her attitude was extremely sincere: "I remember you, Mr. Robert."
She took something from her son's hand next to her, knelt down directly, and offered the thing with both hands: "This is the magic-forbidden iron lock made by Duke Olivier and the alchemical techniques required to create it."
Forbidden magic iron lock?
Rob's attention was attracted by the very old-looking iron chain in the woman's hand. The thing looked ordinary and even had rust. It would not be thrown away by the roadside. People pay attention.
But if you look carefully, you can see that the rust stains are evenly distributed in a weird thorn shape.
He was very familiar with the pattern of thorns.
"...Is it the alchemy formula you provided him?" Rob's tone was very firm: "I remember that there is a legacy of this kind of alchemy creation in the Sethian royal family!"
He thought it was just a boring rumor, but he didn't expect it to be true. The Saisien royal family really has the inheritance of the forbidden magic pattern!
It is said that this kind of magic pattern comes from the analysis of the creation of a god by the Saisien royal family, but he has only heard about it from his friends in the royal family and has never seen the real thing.
I didn’t expect to see it today. The thorns on it are clearly the texture of the thorns of justice.
“I knew it before.” A sigh appeared on Moira’s face: “This formula was extracted from my memory, and now it has disappeared from my memory forever.”< br>
Rob stared at her for a few times, then looked at Ian: "Tell me, what do you want to exchange for these."
——At this time, under the table, the light from Hanjiao Island was shining The flickering means that Croya is paying attention to this place, just like Robb came out to sell magic creations a long time ago.
Ian bowed deeply: "I want to ask Master Cloya to give my mother a place to settle down. I will reveal all the plans of the Olivier family and let Duke Olivier die here. . ”
Oh, you are really filial.
But Rob didn't find it strange at all. It would be rare for aristocrats to have a true father-son relationship. After all, the most important thing for aristocrats is to grow their families, and they can have dozens of children.
Even some Warcraft cannot compare to these nobles.
After a short wait, Rob received instructions: "Okay, I promise you, your mother will be taken care of properly."
He reached out and pressed the button of the image array next to him , a beautiful picture immediately appeared on it - it was an elegant white cabin surrounded by purple lavender fields.
Just this picture shows safety and comfort, making people's hearts beat.
“This is the residence that Lord Croya promised you.”
"There are many, many magical creations on Hanjiao Island. Whether your mother can get more preferential treatment depends on what you do."
After Rob threw out the bait, he waved his hand and ordered people to take it. Take the mother and son down and give them a private space.
But Ian refused. He just hugged his mother, put on a veil and hood that could conceal his whereabouts, and left under the cover of night.
……
Three days later.
The armies of Duke Olivier and Duke Nar officially entered the northern border and began their first attack on the vast area that was artificially opened up and named "Cloya Plain" by the apprentices.
Duke Nar's Nar monsters attacked in groups, like a black torrent, rushing straight to the ground, as if they were going to crush everything on the road.
These rough-skinned guys are the best choice for forwards. Not only are they easy to use, but they can also quickly win the first victory - Duke Nar is eager to get a victory to suppress Croya's morale.
Welcoming them was the Knights of Hanjiao.
Count Kemoyer personally led the team, followed by fully armed knights. They wore an extremely special kind of active armor woven from vines, and there was a floating armor beside each one. Little olive elf.
In the center of the procession, there is a sunflower with its head raised high, its disk pointed at the sun, and its petals emitting orange and gold light.
The passionate melody spread from its flower plate, and the ripples covered the entire knights.
It is singing the song that belongs to the sunflower, and the courage chant and endurance aura imprinted by Croya himself on it, learned from the angel, are continuously exerting their effects.
There is no way, even if Croya has racked his brains to prepare equipment for the knights, he is still unable to face the army of level 3 and level 4 monsters, so he can only use other methods. .
Without any pre-war mobilization, Nar Warcraft and the Knights were like two tides, colliding hard together.
It stands to reason that a level four monster, and a specially bred war monster, would be no more difficult to kill a level one or two knight than tearing through butter.
However, when the Nar monsters slapped the knights with their powerful claws, the surface of the seemingly ordinary vine armor shone with emerald green light.
Easy to block their first round of attacks, the trained knights raised their lances and other weapons without saying a word and stabbed the Nar monster viciously.
The thick hair of the Nars that could withstand magic weapons could not stop these weapons made of bamboo, and they were soon poked with blood holes one after another.
“Roar!!!”
These monsters roared angrily, their eyes became blood red, their bodies became stronger, and their claws also had some blood on them.
Every time they waved their claws and roared through the air, even the vine armor on the knights couldn't resist this time. Several people died on the spot, their bodies were like paper. It flew out like a piece of paper.
Most of these unfortunate knights had their bones and internal organs crushed and could not even be saved.
The knights who are lucky enough not to be fatally injured will be covered by the halo of sunflowers, and the divine healing power within them will continuously heal the injured knights.
The dead soul... entered the petals of the sunflower like smoke and was wrapped in oil.
The olive elves are also trying their best to release their own "power of peace". Although they cannot completely turn the Nar monsters into peace lovers, as long as they can influence them.
On the battlefield, even a few seconds of daze can be fatal.
However, despite their efforts, many people died.
The sacrifice of their companions did not affect the fighting spirit of the other knights. Instead, they were inspired to be bloody. Such a bloody war is completely different from bandit suppression and training.
Everyone will be swept up in the fanatical war, roaring forward without any intention of retreating.
"Charge!!"
"For Lord Croya!!"
Kemoyeg was particularly effective in this. He originally had custom-made armor, plus he had a near-legendary knight in his hand. The sword charged calmly as if it didn't care about its own safety.
With a leader like him, of course the knights followed closely.
Only the sounds of war remain on the Croa Plain.
The sun in the sky is still shining gently on the earth, but under the bright sunshine is a bloody earth - corpses of Nar monsters, people, and horses are scattered everywhere, and the air seems to be stained A layer of bloody mist.
Observing all this from a distance, Rob's eyes were calm and indifferent, and he ordered Lina beside him: "Activate the support of the Cloud Mist Demon Sunflower."
A flash of surprise flashed in Lina's eyes. With a look on his face, he immediately conveyed Rob's order without questioning or asking.
As the order was passed to the myconids riding the golem in the sky, the seemingly harmless white clouds suddenly began to move. They were extremely fast and soon reached the sky above the battlefield.
Immediately afterwards, some tentacles seemed to appear in the white clouds. The white suction cups on the surface of the tentacles were filled with magical light, aiming at the Nar monsters.
It only takes about a few seconds.
Beams of light began to fall from the sky like a downpour.
It was a white-gold beam of light, and each beam fell on the body of the Nar monsters with extreme precision. Their fur was completely unable to resist the power of these beams. Their bodies, which have been tempered for thousands of times, are like melting candles under the power of the white gold light. No matter how hard they struggle, they cannot extinguish the flames spreading on them.
"Ouch..."
"Woo!"
No matter how they struggled, they all turned into nothingness in the white-gold light.
The gorgeous white-gold light filled the entire battlefield, overwhelming the light of the sun for a while. When the knights saw the beam falling, they immediately slashed the Nar monster with the help of the beam.
Their figures were so majestic and tall wrapped in platinum light. They could easily burn the Nar monsters like candles, but the beam did not hit even a single knight.
It's like the army of gods from heaven is killing the devils of hell and the devils of the abyss.
Thus, the war has been decided.
This group of five hundred Nar monsters, powerful third- and fourth-level war beasts, was solved by a group of first- and second-level knights.
Even...not even one of them could escape.
......
"How is it possible!!!"
Duke Nar, who was watching the battle from a distance, stood up angrily, his voice as powerful as a lion, but full of disbelief. emotions.
Those are five hundred Nar beasts!
Die like this? Dead...
He took a deep breath, looked at Duke Olivier beside him, and said in a sinister tone: "Where is your battle mage group? If these people go back, our cooperation Let’s stop here.”
At this moment, he just wanted to crush all those knights, and even threatened Duke Olivier, who looked at Duke Nar’s blood-red eyes and cursed in his heart. A few words about "this barbarian"
In the end, he chose to wave to the retainers around him.
The retainer was ordered to mobilize the Battle Mage Chapter.
And he closed his eyes, scolded Duke Nar again, and then opened his eyes again, with a smile in his tone.
“How many times can he use such a terrifying attack?”
“He cares too much about the lives of his men, so he is doomed to lose.”
Duke Nar narrowed his eyes slightly He raised his eyes, shook his head and said: "If he has more of that kind of magic, then we will have nothing to gain."
"We can't afford to lose it."
This is true. Croya is unwilling to bear the lives of his men. How can they be willing to do so? Those are battle mages and battle beasts that have been cultivated through hard work, and each one is precious.
“I don’t believe that this kind of large-scale magic can defeat my mage.”
“If there is really a problem, then use people to pile it up. I have already asked the territory to bring it in. More peasants and soldiers, our enemy may be a little kind.”
Duke Olivier smiled extremely brightly: "A mage, kind, this will definitely ruin him."
He picked up a bottle of golden oak red wine produced by the elves, poured two glasses directly, and mixed it with The glass was handed to Duke Nar, pointed to the distance and said: "Let's just watch."
Duke Nar took the wine that was as scarlet as blood and looked into the distance——
The completed battle mage group is moving forward.
The clear blue light belonging to magic is like an egg shell protecting this battle group composed of fifty third-level mages.
Every mage wears the same style of robe, and the staff in his hand is stirring up magic power. The ripples of magic power are resonating, waiting for the moment to burst out.
Their speed seems to be very slow, but as all the mages wave their staffs together, the magic light forms patterns representing the flickering space under their feet.
In just a moment, the mages arrived not far behind the retreating knights - the light rain in the sky was still falling, but facing these battle mages who were good at elemental magic, simply Magic elements are very defensive.
Those raindrops falling on the blue magic shield had basically no effect except causing some ripples.
This kind of magic is actually a product of combining the toxins unique to deep sea anemones and sacred flames. If it falls on you, it will burn like crazy, but there is really nothing you can do when encountering a magic shield.
It's like one thing defeats another.
They quickly approached the evacuating knights, reciting the incantations in unison, and crackling air elements appeared between the staffs.
That's...
Chain lightning!
Rob noticed this keenly, and a flash of expectation flashed in his eyes.
Chain lightning can be said to be one of the most terrifying war magics. If there is enough magic power, it will be ejected crazily. A powerful mage can even destroy an army by himself.
If they are really allowed to use it and enter the knight's array, they will definitely cause huge casualties.
But fortunately they have a way to deal with it. Can the mage group deal with such powerful magic safely?
He immediately glanced at Lina beside him and asked in a deep voice: "Has the arrangement of the prism grass been arranged?"
Lina held a square magic weapon and looked at it. The image displayed on the crystal screen, with sweat dripping from his forehead, answered after about two minutes: "Okay!"
——With her voice, the mage group in the distance has jointly released a long chain of light as thick as a giant python, flashing with a low and violent roar, and heading towards the knight in the distance like an excited predator. The group rushed away.
All the corpses and debris along the way were twisted in the long chain of light. The dazzling lightning and violent air elements took over the battlefield.
The two dukes in the distance were holding red wine glasses with excited expressions on their faces, waiting for the knights to whine and roar in the power of the electric light, and finally die charred black.
But before they could be happy, some inconspicuous-looking silver grass suddenly rose from the ground. They swayed their bodies, and their petals immediately fluttered in the wind.
The flying petals are shaped like prismatic blocks, which are spliced in mid-air, and instantly form a long silver mirror wall, with the surface shining with light belonging to crystals and magic.
It looks very thin, probably less than ten centimeters wide. At first glance, it looks like a gorgeous but useless illusion magic.
But when the violent chain lightning hit it, the brilliance of the crystal flashed crazily, and the lightning chain bounced suddenly, as if it hit a trampoline, and immediately bounced towards the place where it came from. go.
The speed seems to be faster than when it came.
“What is this?”
“How is it possible?!”
In the stunned eyes of the two Dukes, the chain lightning slammed into the mage group who was planning to pursue the victory. The magic shield of the mage group seemed so thin in the violent thunder.
The Battle Mage Group did not consider this situation to occur at all, not to mention that in order to show their abilities to the Duke, they could be said to have overfulfilled their spell casting task, and the chain lightning was particularly powerful.
So it is extremely difficult to deal with it.
The mages united to cast the magic neutralizing spell, and after spending a lot of energy and time, they finally calmed down the violent chain lightning.
Although there were no casualties, it was completely impossible to catch up. We even had to retreat quickly, otherwise we would definitely be surrounded.
At this time, the Knights had already completely disappeared, leaving by unknown means.
“Pa!”
The expressions of the two dukes became very bad, and they both smashed the wine glasses in their hands.
Then they roared:
“The whole army marches on!”
"I'm going to twist off the head of Lord Hanjiao!"
Two consecutive failures, and the failure was so complete that the two dukes were very angry. The arrogance of the nobles prevented them from retreating.
So, even if tens of thousands of people die, as long as they can get a result, they are willing to pay the price.
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