Amidst the smoke and dust, Camilla panted and dashed out, not even daring to look back.
The brick walls were as thin as paper in front of Belorme, and the icicles that scattered in all directions emitted a bone-chilling cold. Camilla relied on her agility to jump three times in a row, and only then did she barely manage to dodge the "Sphere of Frost" spell that Belorme had cast with a wave of his hand.
"The third staircase …"
She found the staircase that Rody was talking about and ran up it. The rumbling in her ears seemed to have faded away, but her brain had entered a strange state. Her headache was getting more intense, but her body and the elements flowing around her were more sensitive than ever.
"The leftmost … the leftmost path …"
Walking past the staircase, Camilla found herself on the tenth floor. Following Roddy's instructions, she continued to run. Camilla found that she was already far away from the fierce battlefield. She clenched the "mid-level magic potion" in her hand, but at the same time, her mind was thinking about some other "unimportant" questions.
Why did he give me this potion?
The Holy Assembly was powerful, secretive, and wealthy, but it did not mean that all its members enjoyed enviable benefits. "Mid-level magic potion" was not something that could be easily given away anywhere. Why was Roddy willing to trust her?
Even if it was because they had a common enemy or goal, it would not be possible for them to trust each other so deeply within an hour of knowing each other, right?
From their brief contact, Camilla knew that Roddy was not a sentimental person, so she could not figure out the answer to such a question.
The noisy sounds of battle had become unclear echoes. Camilla noticed that the runes in the surrounding rooms and walls were still dim, and did not seem to be activated at all. With her understanding of arcane magic, she quickly understood that this was probably Roddy's real "purpose". It would take some time for Turing to regain control of the entire Magic Tower, and as long as she reached the top before him, she would be able to successfully activate some of the magic circles that Turing had yet to control!
But as soon as this thought appeared in her mind, Camilla sensed an elemental fluctuation in front of her. She looked up and saw a figure in a long robe in front of her. At the same time, the figure was pointing his magic staff at her …
"Pa!"
Camilla immediately grabbed her assistant by the arm and leaped down the stairs as if she was about to jump down from a height of forty to fifty meters. In the next second, a violent wave of air blew past where she was standing. Camilla, who was hanging by the side of the stairs, let out a soft cry and pulled herself back with one hand. Then, she pointed her other hand forward, and after the 'Icicle Spell' appeared, she released a shield and a 'Feather Spell'. Then, she chased after the 'Icicle Spell' and rushed towards the attacker.
"Ding!"
The icicle hit the shield that the opponent had hurriedly cast. However, this attack was only a feint. Camilla, who had rushed to the front, raised her hand and pressed it against the shield. "Flame Blast" directly exploded, shattering the shield and blasting the opponent away!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Camilla used her powerful "close combat magic" to instantly kill her opponent.
Then, she followed up with a 'Fireball Spell' and blew the opponent's head away. Camilla frowned slightly. She felt that it was strange that she had won so easily.
However, she didn't have time to think too much. She continued to run up. Along the way, she encountered three High Elf Magicians who also wanted to stop her. However, their casting speed was extremely slow. Their eyes were dull and their bodies were stiff. Camilla used her agile body to quickly deal with them. Finally, she stopped and looked down curiously.
Black blood, pale cheeks. These people had High Elf faces, but at this moment, Camilla thought of a word: undead.
"How can this be …"
She knew that she couldn't stop. After a few hurried glances, she continued to climb up. Because of the continuous battles, Camilla, who had used up a lot of her Mana, had to drink a mid-level Mana Potion. After enduring the burning sensation in her body, she went around the semi-circular corridor and prepared to walk towards the last step that led to the top of the tower.
The exterior of the Pasha Magic Tower was shaped like an ordinary cylinder. Because of this, Camilla, who stood near the top of the tower, could see the scene outside through the window. However, it was just a simple glance, and the scene in front of her made her mouth open in shock.
Outside the "moat" of the fortress walls, thousands of figures surged out from various buildings in the inner city like a tide. They were all rushing towards the Pasha Magic Tower!
*****
"Alert! There's a large number of enemies ahead! "
"I don't know if there's one in the front, west, no, east!"
"Many! There's too many — there might be tens of thousands of them! "
"What?!"
The news reported by the soldiers made Sodelor's expression change. The undead were attacking at the southern drawbridge of the fortress. Rugecat and the others were leading the soldiers to stop the enemy. The battle had just reached a climax, but the sudden appearance of the enemy was really confusing!
If they were the undead's helpers, they would have already pushed everyone up in one go. Why would they wait here for him to fight so hard?
"Pay attention to the northern drawbridge. Don't make any mistakes!"
Sodelor shouted to the soldiers. The bottom area of the Pasha Magic Tower wasn't small, but there were only two drawbridges in the north and south. The northern drawbridge was raised, and the southern one was under attack. Roddy's hundred men sounded like a lot, but when it came to a real battle, they were really stretched thin. Fortunately, the drawbridge was narrow, and Sodelor's soldiers relied on the rotation of the reserves and Akasha and the others to block the undead's fierce attack. Even when facing the undead's fierce attack, they didn't fall into a disadvantageous position. But … if there were more than ten thousand people outside, they wouldn't be able to fight at all!
He rushed to the edge of the city wall, only to find that the undead had stopped shooting arrows. He looked up and immediately cursed, "F * ck!"
The Pasha Magic Tower was the core of Elsen City, and it was surrounded by a ring-shaped inner city. Because of the need for war defense, the nearest building was about 150 meters away from the moat of the Magic Tower. But at this time, in his field of vision, there were countless figures in the streets that extended into the distance!
It was the same when he looked left and right. Sodelor ran a few steps to the other side of the city wall and found that the entire Pasha Magic Tower was surrounded by countless figures …
"What the f * ck is going on?!"
He clenched the longsword in his hand and forced himself to calm down. "Focus on defending the drawbridge. We'll hold on for as long as we can!"
In this situation, there was no hope of fighting back at all. Roddy, the backbone of the Pasha Magic Tower, was in the Pasha Magic Tower. Even if they broke out of the siege, there was not much meaning. Moreover, the enemy didn't have a "main force" at all. They were completely overwhelming, and the hundred or so people would probably drown before they could even get out of the inner city.
No matter how he looked at it, they were doomed.
But then Sodelor found that the undead were also frantically adjusting their formation. Clearly, they were not on the same side. Priest Akasha held a gray staff in her hand and stood behind four or five shield-wielding soldiers, casting divine spells. But all the soldiers' morale was clearly at an all-time low …
Such a huge disparity in military strength made it impossible for them to muster up any fighting spirit.
Sodelor was ready to rush to the front line. He stood on the city wall and looked at the approaching enemies. Then he suddenly realized a problem — these people surging towards him were all … High Elves?!
The appearance and clothes of the High Elves were new to the people of this era. Even the undead could tell that these people surging towards him were the legendary extinct High Elves. But when they took a closer look, Sodelor and the Necromancers in the distance were stunned.
They … seemed to be dead people?
The High Elves surging towards him walked forward silently. Their eyes were dull and lifeless, and their footsteps were slow but firm, like the walking dead.
"It's the undead! The undead of the High Elves! "
Akasha's voice was inconspicuous in the chaotic battlefield, but the "Holy Light" spell she cast illuminated most of the undead in front of the tower and the approaching High Elves. The zombies and skeletons surging towards them wailed in pain because of the holy light, but the High Elves in the distance didn't react at all. They didn't even slow down their advance.
Undead not afraid of the holy light?
This situation made Sodelor, Akasha, and the others feel more and more troubled. Just as they were preparing to fight against the enemies on the southern suspension bridge, the ground of the Pasha Magic Tower shook slightly, and an invisible force suddenly spread out …
Clatter —
The sound of metal hinges being shaken could be heard. Sodelor immediately turned his gaze to the northern drawbridge behind him, and just happened to see it slowly descending!
The suspension bridge was automatically lowered.
"… Damn it, fourth team, follow me to the north suspension bridge!"
*****
At the same time, in a secret chamber in the underground core of the Pasha Magic Tower, the Arcanists of the Holy Assembly were desperately resisting the High Elf Arcanists who surrounded them one after another. Or rather, they were doing their best to resist the attacks from Turing.
"Submit to my will! Your bodies will become a part of me! "
"Assimilate with me and witness the moment I become a god!"
The voices of the controlled High Elves echoed in the secret chamber. Arcane spells poured out of their hands in a frenzy, attacking the members of the Holy Order like a tidal wave.
Speck had been killed in an instant because she was caught off guard. After confirming that the enemies in front of them were a threat, the other 13 Arcanists of the Holy Assembly immediately began their counterattack. Unexpectedly, the High Elf Mages controlled by Turing didn't seem to be as strong as they had imagined …
The Arcanists' attacks were extremely simple. Although they were powerful, they didn't have any variations, and they didn't even cast a shield. It felt like they were completely closing their eyes and attacking instinctively.
The Arcanists of the Holy Assembly gritted their teeth and withstood the first wave of attacks. After that, they felt the pressure suddenly lessen. This finally gave them hope of escaping. After killing more than ten High Elves who had surged in, they didn't notice that the High Elves who had secretly inserted the Charged Magic Crystal into the device in the middle of the room were all gathering their Arcana Power, ready to fight their way out of here.
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