At the same time, the battlefield outside the Pasha Magic Tower was undergoing a dramatic change.
Sodelor, along with two priests and forty soldiers, blocked the north drawbridge and stood ready for battle. The 10,000 High Elf puppets weren't advancing quickly, but with their overwhelming numbers and formation, they wouldn't be able to hold the suspension bridge for long even if they climbed over. However, Sodelor still took the lead and stood at the front, boosting the morale of the soldiers.
All the soldiers were fully buffed, but their faces were tense and their hearts were filled with unprecedented nervousness as they looked at the black mass of people approaching them.
On the other side of the magic tower, Akasha had already drunk the third bottle of "Intermediate Magic Potion". Even though the weakening of her magic power was close to 50%, she still desperately endured the burning pain all over her body and tried to cast a series of divine spells on the soldiers in the front row.
"Hold on!"
Ruger's hoarse voice echoed in front of the suspension bridge. They had stopped fighting because the undead had retreated wave after wave. Clearly, they were also frightened by the High Elves gradually approaching from behind. The three Necromancers no longer attacked the suspension bridge. They stayed far away from the range of Natha's arrows and started building a temporary defense as quickly as possible.
The Necromancers cast the Bone Wall Spell. Layers of yellow bones appeared and gradually surrounded the undead. The Necromancers took out scrolls, potions, and all their trump cards. Before the High Elf puppets could surround them, they had built a small "fortress" and used it to withstand the waves of attacks! Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Bone Walls could only last for less than ten minutes. This meant that no matter how much the undead resisted, they would lose all protection after ten minutes. They would be completely drowned by the endless High Elves.
At this time, the fate of the undead and humans was the same.
Akasha leaned on her staff and gasped for air. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and reached out to pull down the cloth bag full of scrolls and threw it at her feet. She then took out a Feast of Crows scroll and clasped the wax seal on the quaint paper with her fingertips.
The soldiers at the front had already rotated five times. The injured soldiers drank the mid-level Mana Potion and casually bandaged their wounds before standing back in line. Some had even been to the front line twice. Right now, they still had the ability to fight, but their stamina and morale were much lower. Looking at the High Elf tide that had already crossed the undead's Bone Defense Line, they gripped their shields and swords tightly, ready to fight to the death.
Fifty feet.
Thirty feet.
Ten feet.
Boom!
The sound of shields colliding with bodies rang out at the same time in front of the north and south suspension bridges. Most of the High Elf puppets were dressed like commoners. Occasionally, there would be a few wearing Magician robes. They were all shot down by Natha who stood on a high vantage point. She looked down at the crowd that filled her field of vision. She pressed a hand on her abdomen that had been cut by an icicle. Gritting her teeth, she drew the next arrow and shot the wand-wielding High Elf in the crowd.
The battle to defend the Pasha Magic Tower began with such a difficult resistance.
*****
Boom!
There was a loud explosion. The fireball blew up the last path to the top of the Magic Tower. Splinters of wood hit Camilla, but she didn't dodge. She kept running along the collapsing staircase. When the staircase completely collapsed, she suddenly leaped forward. Using the effect of the Feather Spell, she floated in the air and released two overlapping Wind Spears below her.
Camilla's slender body stretched in the air. She really did look like a bird in flight. She climbed seven or eight feet in the air. Then she grabbed the handrail at the edge of the Magic Tower's top floor and abruptly moved horizontally for more than six feet.
Smack!
An arcane shockwave exploded at the spot where Camilla had just clung onto. The flying stone fragments fell to the first floor of the hall that was a hundred meters below the ground. There was no echo for a long time.
Along the way, Camilla had already killed nine High Elf puppets that tried to attack her. But just as she neared the top floor, she encountered the most difficult opponent.
The opponent stood beside a few translucent crystal magic circles on the top floor. Like a guardian, he constantly waved his staff to attack Camilla, almost causing her to fall off the tower several times.
However, Camilla, who had steadied herself, had entered a state of unprecedented focus. Her long robes were torn open, and her long hair was disheveled. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth because of the shock. However, such injuries could not stop her from approaching her opponent!
"The last one!"
The severe headache almost made her ignore the pain brought by the other wounds on her body. Casually throwing away the empty bottle of 'mid-level mana potion', Camilla cast a few icicles as the lead, and her body swept across the exquisitely carved stone handrail like a ranger. Raising her hand, she raised her hand and condensed a two-meter-long ice spear with elements. Holding it tightly with both hands, she stabbed it straight at the last arcanist who was blocking her way …
*****
All of this happened at the same time. Just as Akasha was about to face the High Elves and Camilla's final attack on the puppets, Roddy, hidden in the dust, had already stealthily approached the center of the secret chamber.
Turing was enraged by Belorme, the "anomaly" who had suddenly disrupted everything. The curses of more than 20 High Elves echoed in the chamber. Coupled with the impact and shock, it was a strange scene that had never been seen before.
"Lowly ant!"
"You'll pay for this!"
The pressure on the Arcanists from the Holy Assembly was greatly reduced by Turing's attack on Belorme. However, they couldn't find Roddy at all. Almost as soon as their "shields" appeared, they were shattered by spells that flew out of nowhere. Out of the 13 Arcanists, four were already seriously injured. They couldn't escape even if they wanted to. They could only brace themselves and hold on.
In the chaotic battle between the three sides, no one was able to gain the upper hand in the first two minutes.
However, it was clear that Turing's power was slowly increasing due to the "altar" absorbing the Charged Crystals. Although the High Elf puppets fell one after another, the power of the arcane spells cast by the remaining puppets was getting stronger and stronger. Their originally simple attacks were now mixed with some "control" skills. This instantly increased the pressure on Belorme and the Arcanists from the Holy Assembly …
It was also at this moment that a red light suddenly broke through the dust and directly broke the stalemate between the three sides.
The battle axe chopped down vertically, and the two High Elf puppets protecting the front of the altar were instantly chopped into a large pile of minced meat!
Roddy suddenly appeared from the dust and shadows, and then quickly rushed forward.
His elbows, knees, axe handles, fists, and even his forehead became his means of attack. After the "Bloodlust" was activated, he was like a rampaging tank that instantly crushed the four Arcanists who had their backs facing him. Then, he successfully rushed to the front of the "altar"!
"Pfft —"
Amidst the sound of bones and flesh being separated, the High Elf puppet that was placing the Charged Crystals was beheaded. However, Roddy did not care about his surroundings at all. His left hand suddenly stretched forward, and with the fastest speed, he pulled out the crystals on the "altar" one by one!
When Roddy's figure once again appeared on the battlefield, the three who were originally fighting fiercely immediately looked towards the center of the room. The Arcanists from the Holy Assembly immediately understood that Roddy was correcting their previous mistakes. Belorme, on the other hand, looked at the crystal-clear "Charged Crystals" in Roddy's hand, and his eyes shone with greed …
Turing was the angriest of them all. He had never expected that this inconspicuous human being would completely destroy his plan!
The crystals were pulled out, the recovery of power was artificially stopped, and the plan that Turing had been brewing for 700 years was forcibly interrupted. The hatred that this brought about … could be imagined.
Therefore, in the next moment, Turing directly cut off the control of more than half of the High Elf puppets inside and outside the tower. At the price of losing 30% of his energy, he condensed all the energy in this secret room …
The High Elves who were still fighting instantly fell to the ground like puppets that had lost their souls. Only one High Elf wearing a red robe remained standing — this was Turing's second form … With eyes glowing with a ghostly blue light, Turing took a step forward, raised his hand, and aimed at Roddy who had already taken out the last Magic Crystal —
"Go to hell!"
"Boom!"
However, before Turing could finish his words, his body was blasted away by Belorme behind him. This "Frost Baron" did not care who he had blasted away. At this time, he laughed wildly, and without dodging, he charged towards the altar!
The "Charged Crystals" must be obtained — this was the order of King Augustine!
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