[Third Update]
Of course, not all of Salin's demons were at level nine. Only the greater demons and a few demons had reached level nine. There were even fewer at level ten. The only thing that could increase their combat power was the Demon God Decaying Body Armor.
After the mages sighed, they laughed and said, "The warden is right, there is indeed an enemy here. It's time to activate the arrangements we made in advance."
The leader of the mages gave the order.
"Yes!"
The guard behind him answered and activated the divine rune array on the beach.
Gray light shot into the sky. The ten thousand demons that rushed onto the beach were all hit by this gray light. Then …
Not a single one fell.
The mages were dumbfounded. How could such a thing happen? This divination array was the only divine rune array in the Holy See that could concentrate prophecy spells. It could only be used in a special environment like Black Prison Island. Under normal circumstances, the success rate was about thirty percent.
This was a very high prophecy ability. Under normal circumstances, three thousand of these ten thousand demons would die even if they were extremely lucky.
When the silver light lit up, the demons roared. Still, no one was killed by the curse. The armor of these demons was made by Salin himself. Of course, it was only the lightning runes on the armor.
Salin realized that the lightning runes were the best way to defend against prophecy spells.
If the level was the same, the prophecy spell would have no effect on the Thunder Mageweath. These demons were wearing level-nine magic armor, and the prophecy spells and curses were only around level-seven because they were rune arrays for group attacks.
This was already very scary, but it could not break through the protection of the lightning runes.
Salin had already carefully studied all the tactics of the Inquisition. All the information he could gather had been calculated by the hundred thousand mages. Salin was already prepared for this kind of ambush.
It was difficult to set up any arrays on the beach. After all, it would be destroyed quickly. However, Salin happened to see the divine rune array that had been in the soil for a long time in the courtyard of the divine refinement master.
Although the soil was not mobile, it was not as stable as sand.
Salin was well prepared. First, the high-level demons wearing the Demon God Decaying Body Armor rushed onto the beach and triggered the attack of the divine rune array. Then, the Star Dolls and Desolate Warriors came.
Regarding the Primordial Warriors, Salin could now treat them indifferently. In reality, these people were already dead. Their souls were incomplete. Otherwise, the combined strength of these Primordial Warriors would far exceed that of the Golden Sword Saints.
These people were merely Level Nine experts.
Salin sympathized with the plight of these people, but he also wanted to make good use of waste. When he realized that he could not save the souls of these Desolate Warriors, he decided to make Black Prison Island their final battlefield.
The sky above Black Prison Island was shrouded by dark clouds. Within the dark clouds, an unknown number of flying magical beasts were roaring. These were all illusions, huge illusions that came from the core of Black Prison Island, a dormant volcano.
The power released into the sky from here was even more terrifying than Salin's family crest. What was even more terrifying was that this power was being manipulated by someone. The illusions in the sky also had the ability to attack.
If Salin's floating city arrived, it would also be attacked.
Because Salin had the plane map, he had once spied on the various changes on Black Prison Island. That was why he had brought Boder's Gate to attack from the sea.
Regardless of whether it was divine arts or magic, once they fought on land, they would have to rely on their own strength to fight.
The demon army advanced forward. After occupying the entire beach, they set up a line of defense and did not continue forward. Instead, they waited for the follow-up troops.
Salin was surprised that the prison guards did not come to stop them. Then he could start this battle more easily.
He and Raphael stepped on the Purple Angel and arrived at the front of the formation.
"Raphael, I leave the battle to you. Saying so, Salin flew into the sky and looked down at the battlefield. He only monitored the enemy's movements. If the warden appeared, he would have to act himself. No one else was a match for him.
"Yes, Sir." Raphael was exceptionally respectful towards Salin during the battle. Her life's mission was to fight. She was very serious about the battle itself.
The Golden Dragon that the Purple Angel had transformed into stood up, no longer crouching. It raised its head high and looked proudly at the mountain ridge in the distance. There was a group of powerful mages up there, but no one dared to approach.
The army behind was still coming out one after another. There were Insect Angel Warriors and some low-level elemental creatures.
After a few more troops were inserted into the demon army and reorganized, Raphael summoned someone. It was Gusin, whom Salin rarely brought with him.
Perhaps because of talent or because he advanced too late, Gusin was only level-11. But it was enough. As a soldier in ancient times, level-11 could lead nearly a thousand people.
Beside Gusin was not the Dragon Slayer Army, but the puppet army that Salin had assigned to him.
Without a magical perpetual motion machine, these puppets were slightly weaker, but they would not go crazy and attack their allies.
The puppet army was the last to come ashore. Now, they were lined up in front of the demon army. Gusin commanded alone. In his hand was the Dragon Slayer War Flag that was more than seven meters long.
In front of Raphael, there was a huge war drum. It was the Drum of Fear.
Raphael waved his bone hammer. With a bang, the prelude to the battle began.
The beating of the Drum of Fear caused the thousands of prison guards lying in ambush in the forest ahead to suffer heavy losses. Most of the prison guards went crazy and attacked the people around them. Some were scared out of their wits. The rest wanted to escape in fear, but were killed on the spot by the crazed prison guards.
Among these prison guards, there were hundreds of mages in black robes. These mages all had powerful equipment. But before they could use it, the Drum of Fear broke the most vulnerable part of their minds.
"Attack according to the plan," Raphael said to Gusin. Raphael said to Gu Xin. Gu Xin nodded. He also had a mount, but it was an Earth Dragon that could not fly. Moreover, it was an Earth Dragon whose bloodline was closest to that of a Giant Dragon. This was the mount that Salin had found for him. An earth dragon's combat ability was no different from Gusin's.
Gusin waved the Dragon Slayer War Flag. The formation of puppets behind him followed him forward.
Salin did not waste the wealth of the Alchemy City. He used all of it to digest his army. Rebuilding an army was also a shortcut for mages to advance. After all, only during war would mages have the opportunity to practice like this.
Creating a set of armor was not a problem. Creating a puppet army was enough for thousands of mages to advance.
The Purple Angel under Raphael's feet strode forward towards the center of Black Prison Island. In reality, Black Prison Island was extremely large. With a radius of thousands of miles, such an attack might not even reach the center in half a month.
Salin saw the enemies retreating on the mountain ridge in the distance. He sneered. They were just testing his people. But they wanted to leave?
The magic booster behind him flashed. At the core, the thunder dragon spat out ice cones at the mages over ten miles away.
Seven at a time, seven in a row. Salin's ice cones were different from the past. They were fast and numerous. Salin could kill a fellow who was three levels above him with a casual shot.
Dozens of ice lumps condensed on the mountain ridge. Salin's ice cones did not miss. Only two mages blocked the first wave of attacks and were shot to death by the second.
These people were sent to the front to observe and trigger the runes. Of course, they were not elites.
Black Prison Island was heavily guarded. These people did not have the right to enter the core. They had been laughing crazily just a moment ago. Then they were killed. The prison guards who tried to leave stopped.
Because they saw a surviving mage. This mage did not die, not because he was strong, but because he did not move from the beginning to the end.
Salin's voice came from ten miles away. "Stand there. If anyone moves, I will kill half of your people. If two move again, I will kill all of you."
Salin threatened. He did not continue attacking because he realized that these mages were not powerful enough. The magic cores he used to fire an ice cone were more valuable than these targets. Following the principle of saving, Salin tried.
But after he said this, none of the remaining prison guards dared to move.
Because all the mages were dead, no one could send the battle report back.
The puppet army advanced. There were almost no mages in Salin's attack team this time. The entire Magic Legion didn't need the help of mages. Those Insect Angel Warriors could launch a large number of wind blades.
The main reason was that Salin had brought a lot of forbidden spell scrolls with him.
When magic was really needed, he could achieve a strategic effect alone.
Making forbidden spell scrolls was very difficult. Salin could not do it himself, so he could only ask his teacher Jason for help. His teacher did not disappoint him. In the six months that Salin waited, he made a total of twenty-eight forbidden spell scrolls.
On average, he made one a week. It was like making ordinary level-fourteen scrolls. Fortunately, Salin had a lot of star pattern cloth. Star pattern paper could no longer bear the power of level-fourteen forbidden spell scrolls. Only star pattern cloth, which was used to make high-level puppets, could bear the power of forbidden spells.
Apart from the 28 Forbidden Spell Scrolls, there were also hundreds of Level-12 and above scrolls. Even though AoE spells weren't as powerful as Forbidden Spells, and were even weaker than single-target spells, these types of spells were the ones that killed the most people in battle.
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