The appearance of the red dragon undoubtedly made many people feel troubled.
Even the head of the Northern Witch Council, Her Excellency the Eye of the North could not help but frown and look at the dragon hovering in the sky. The dragon breath of the red dragon was the most powerful among the five-color dragons. Its lethality was equivalent to twice that of the frost dragon breath of an adult white dragon. Therefore, the soul projections of all the witches present could only withstand two rounds of dragon breath attacks at most. Once the red dragon launched an attack, they had to take it down in one round of attacks. Otherwise, the casualties of the northern witches would be very serious.
"Group Human Immobilization Spell!"
"Cloud of Death!"
"Grease!"
"Web!"
"Finger of Death!"
"Disintegrate!"
"Arbidach's Withering!"
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When the Githyankian warriors in front of them approached quickly, the first wave of spell attacks of the northern witches also broke out.
As all the northern witches had a profession level of 15 and above, the spells they cast were completely overpowered. The AoE spell froze the five rank 3 warriors in the front, followed by the Death Cloud spell, Grease spell, and Spider Web spell. Finger of Death and Disintegrate spell were aimed at the enemies in the front, followed by Arbidach's Withering Spell, which covered the ground in front of them.
The first wave of Githyankian warriors was completely annihilated!
They didn't even reach 50 meters in front of the northern witches and fell under the spell attacks.
High-grade spellcasters.
Starting from Profession Level 10, the combat ability of spellcasters began to increase sharply. The higher the level, the more amazing it was!
The northern territory was equivalent to a large kingdom, but there were only a dozen high-grade witches who were close to legendary. It was not difficult for them to work together to cast spells against an army, so the Githyankian warriors could not kill them.
Søren waited quietly.
The battle so far was just an appetizer. The Githyankian psionic warlocks, psionic warriors, and Zealots had not appeared so far. The ordinary warriors rushing over in front of them were just testing the combat strength of the northern witches. There were many low-grade psionic warriors among the Githyankians. The combat strength of an adult Githyankian could reach grade 3.
"Enemy is approaching!"
Søren's ears suddenly moved, and he whispered to Gloria beside him, "It's Psionic Stalker!"
A flash of magic appeared.
Suddenly, Soran's Curved Sword Icingdeath appeared in his palm, and then he pounced on the corpse like a cheetah. His figure was as fast as a ghost, accompanied by a cold light, followed by the continuous sound of parrying and blocking. Finally, with a muffled sound, Soran's figure kicked the corpse in the chest and flew back nearly six meters. Then a stream of blood spurted out from the broken neck in front of him. The headless corpse flew upside down and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Annoying guy!"
Soran paused for a moment after landing, then shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Damn Psionic Ability!"
A row of data appeared:
"Shadowstrike successfully activated! … "
"Successfully activated Sword Form [Beheading]! … "
"You've dealt 116 Beheading Damage to the target! … Target's Fortitude failed! … Target dead! … "
"Extracting soul energy! … "
"You've gained 5600 Slaughter EXP! … "
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The Slaughter EXP given by the Githyankians was still so high!
But their psionic spells were still so disgusting! Even with Søren's Will, it was still very uncomfortable when affected by their psionic spells.
Søren's combat strength was amazing under the buff of all attributes!
If he wasn't in the soul projection state now, he could probably surpass his peak combat strength. However, with so many northern witches around, and the legendary Eye of the North, Søren still had a lot of concerns in his heart. For example, he didn't dare to transform into [Slaughter Form] at this time because he was worried that the northern witches would be interested in the Son of Slaughter. If a near-legendary spellcaster was interested in studying it, it would definitely not be a good thing.
"There are other Psionic Lurkers nearby!"
Søren's perception of Rogues was very strong. As long as it was not a legendary Rogue, he had a strong anti-detection ability.
"Detect Invisibility!"
Hearing Søren's words, Gloria and the other witches around her immediately moved. With a flash of magic, five or six enemies immediately appeared within 100 meters. Spellcasters had strong magic abilities, but their Tenacity, Reflexes, and Will were difficult to surpass melee professions. If Soran wasn't here, they might have to wait until the enemy was close enough, or they triggered a protective energy field when attacking them before they could find these Rogues.
"Be careful!"
This time it was Her Excellency Eye of the North who spoke. She frowned and looked ahead, then raised her hand and threw out a spell.
"Dimensional Anchor!"
A force blocked the surrounding space, and then a thin Githyanki appeared out of thin air in front of them. It seemed to hit something and paused for a moment. Then it disappeared in an instant and reappeared 300 meters away. This was the Psionic Warlock of the Githyanki. There were not many wizards in this race, but there were many advanced Psionic professions that were very difficult to deal with. Psionic abilities had many spell-like abilities, and they were relatively difficult to deal with. Søren used to hate fighting with psionic enemies the most.
"Clap clap clap!"
A burst of strange applause suddenly sounded.
With the sound of clapping, all the nearby Githyanki retreated. Even the red dragon hovering in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to move, also retreated a little. Then they saw a crack in the Astral Fortress in front of them, like a gate opening from the middle. A group of fully armed Githyanki warriors with silver swords appeared. In the middle of them was a female creature with a pointed face and luxurious clothes.
She was the empress of this group of Githyanki!
In the eyes of these Astral World natives, she was the supreme existence because worshipping the empress meant that they could not believe in the gods. Believing in the gods was betraying the empress. In every Githyanki group, there was such an empress, and her status was even higher than that of the drows. They were like the Queen of Blades, having almost absolute dominion over the group. The bloodline of the empress was sacred in the eyes of the Githyanki. There were less than five such rulers in the entire Astral World, and half of them were in the form of Liches.
The one in front of them did not seem to be a Lich.
Then this proved that she was still very young and belonged to the new empress!
"Eye of the North."
The empress of the Githyanki stood on the ground. The red dragon hovering in the sky roared, then slowly landed in front of her and lowered its head quite humbly. The empress with a pointed face stretched out her slender fingers and stroked the head of the red dragon. Then she looked up and said in a determined voice, "I said I would come back!"
"Have you thought about it?"
"Even now, you're still unwilling to return that thing to us? You should know that if we don't get it back, we'll never give up! "
Following her words, Ye Zichen's voice fell.
The psionic warriors standing on her left and right all pulled out the silver blades behind them in unison as if they were a whole. The long-term military life made the Githyanki full of discipline. These enemies in front of them were all psionic warriors. They belonged to advanced professions, and almost all of them were high-grade professions. In addition to being comparable to purebred warriors, these people also had a lot of spell-like psionic abilities. They were quite difficult to deal with.
Standing behind them was a group of spellcasters in wizard robes. Although the Githyanki did not have many wizards, psionic warlocks could make up for the gap in this respect, and they also had many special advanced professions.
For example, there were special professions such as Psionic Transmitter, Fanatic, Creator, Observer, Manipulator, and so on.
"Roar!"
The red dragon roared and rose into the air. The psionic warlock's figure floated in the air. The psionic warriors approached with silver blades in their hands. Hundreds of Githyanki warriors surrounded them.
Just like what their Empress had said, if they didn't get back what they wanted, they wouldn't give up!
Even if it was a group of dangerous high-grade witches in front of them.
…
What was it?
Hearing the words of the Githyanki Empress in front of them, whether it was Søren or the other northern witches, they all looked at the Eye of the North in front of them with doubts. It seemed that not only Søren was curious, but the other northern witches also didn't know what was in the hands of the Eye of the North. So much so that this group of Githyanki would not hesitate to jump from the Astral World to directly attack the north to recapture it.
What could make them willing to pay such a high price?
They dared to challenge one of the few witch forces in the material plane, a council with more than half of the legendary witches.
It wouldn't be much easier than challenging the gods!
The Eye of the North in front of them did not answer. She just frowned and looked at the Githyanki Empress in front of her as if she was thinking about something serious.
But Søren seemed to remember something.
He suddenly trembled, glanced at the Eye of the North in front of him, and then murmured in Gloria's ear, "Silver Sword of Githyanki! … "
"If it's really it, things will be troublesome!"
Gloria seemed to be startled when she heard the words, and then replied softly, "Isn't that artifact already destroyed?"
Søren shook his head when he heard the words.
It was not an easy task to completely destroy a + 10 Celestial Artifact!
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