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Under Sue's protection, Nania wasn't hurt at all. In fact, she could have easily taken care of the enemies in front of her even without Sue. However, Mages focused on quick battles, and didn't have the long-lasting combat power of silver Sword Saints.
With Sue's skills, she didn't care about the consumption of sword aura when facing enemies of this level. She only needed to send sword aura from the tip of the longsword into the enemy's armor to kill a white-robed warrior. The white-robed warriors who could reach him all had several wounds caused by the attacks of the royal swordsmen.
Sue was a little embarrassed to deal with those who were below the level of swordsmen. If he were still in his family, these enemies would be taken care of by his bodyguards. His main targets would be the Mages or generals among the enemies.
But Salin's expression grew colder and colder. The elemental ratio wasn't right, and the imbalance was too great. The water element was so dense that the temperature began to drop. The thick fog kept absorbing heat, and even denser clouds began to appear in the sky.
"Uncle Feliot!"
"Salin. What's the matter? "
"Look, the enemy seems to be preparing a stronger attack, but I can't find a flaw in the spell formation."
"The enemy's target might not be Nania, but all the soldiers. We're trapped, and if the reinforcements are also trapped here, North Town will send more reinforcements. "
Salin suddenly came to a realization. Yes, Nania's value was great to him, but to the Tanggulas Empire or the Church, she was nothing. He couldn't see the situation clearly!
The Vatican definitely wouldn't go to war for a messenger. Even if Sephiroth had spread rumors, he wouldn't have fooled everyone. The Vatican couldn't be full of idiots, either. Just look at the Perception Card. Those who were slightly stupid might not be able to survive in the Vatican.
If that was the case, this divine spell would probably kill all the soldiers. Thinking of this, Salin took out a Dimensional Stone, took out huge metal components, and began to assemble the metal barracks. He had asked Rex for this metal barracks. In the Purgatory Desert, Rex had relied on this barracks to survive the sandstorm. The people of the Vatican, on the other hand, had lost all their strength because they lacked similar equipment.
But this barracks was designed to accommodate fifty people, and Salin had two hundred and fifty people with him now. If they were all stuffed in, it would basically be the same as the cargo hold of a fishing boat.
The materials for this set of barracks weren't rare, but the production cost was definitely high. Salin had originally brought it for research and to see if there were any substitutes that could be promoted in his own army. It just so happened to come in handy now.
"Trish, I want a complete body." Salin vaguely sensed a few key points of danger. Although he could not completely destroy the formation, he knew how to reduce its destructive power.
Those white-robed warriors attacked without any regard for their own lives. After they died, their flesh and souls were absorbed by the formation within the Azure Dragon Stone. The people of the Vatican were preparing for the final attack.
Trish took out her long whip, which was 18 meters long after it was reforged. There were no longer any spikes on the whip, but there was a complete magic totem at the end of the whip. It was a Serpent Dragon. The long whip pierced through the white fog with a sharp whistling sound. The sound and the place where the long whip passed were not the same coordinates at all.
Trish nimbly controlled her weapon. Every time her whip lashed out, a white-robed warrior's brain would shatter. Then, she would bring the warrior to Salin's side. Salin immediately stored the corpses of the Vatican warriors with the Dimension Stone. Trish acted very quickly. Soon, more than a hundred corpses of white-robed warriors were collected by Salin.
The Dimension Stone isolated the effect of magic, and the souls and flesh of these warriors were preserved.
In the center of the Azure Dragon Stone, the Cardinal suddenly felt that the operation of the formation had slowed down. Golden light burst from his eyes. He glanced around and immediately discovered what Salin was doing.
"The Dimension Stone!" The Cardinal was a little excited. This thing was even more precious to mages.
The Dimension Stone, like the Green Mud Stone, could contain divinity. Before the Green Mud Stone was mined out, the Dimension Stone was almost extinct on the Myers Continent. Mages and mages searched almost all the land on the continent, but they did not find a vein of the Dimension Stone.
This damn mage, he actually used the Dimension Stone to do such a disgusting thing! But he could only endure for the time being, because before the formation was completely completed, he could not leave this position. If he let the black deacons seize the Dimension Stone, they would keep it for themselves and never give it to him.
Thinking of this, the Cardinal was a little worried. If the two black deacons discovered the strange mage's Dimension Stone, would they not be able to control themselves and personally seize it? If that happened, not only would he not get the Dimension Stone, he might also not be able to complete the formation!
The Dimension Stone was more expensive than the Iceland Stone. Within the Vatican, the Iceland Stone was something that the Pope rewarded the Holy Disciples. Only six pieces were distributed every year.
Salin did not know that his actions were seen by the enemy. His original purpose was to attract the enemy and launch an attack in advance. He released all the puppets and assembled the metal barracks with the soldiers. After killing more than two hundred people, the metal barracks were completed. Salin said: "Go in, don't take the warhorses."
"No!" The soldiers of the Royal Swordsman Battalion were anxious. They almost forgot that Salin was a mage and actually refused. These warhorses were their companions. How could they give them up?
Salin was not angry. He understood the significance of the warhorses.
"This is a huge trap. Once the trap is complete, all the fog will turn into fire. I can't protect so many warhorses." Salin's voice was infused with a mutated wind magic. The frequency of the vibrations could not be detected by humans, but it had a bewitching effect. The soldiers were no longer as agitated, but they still could not bear to abandon their companions.
Salin's heart ached at the loss of two hundred warhorses. But now was not the time to be stingy. He gave Ainphent a look. Ainphent had long since noticed Salin's actions. He also tried to turn the enemy corpses into Corpse Soldiers, but it only accelerated the decay of the enemy corpses. Seeing that Salin wanted him to do it, he did not hesitate to attack the warhorses.
Undead Transformation!
This was a level-four spell that only targeted creatures below level-three. These warhorses had been carefully bred and actually had the bloodline of level-two magic beasts. Otherwise, they would not have been able to carry the soldiers in metal armor for such a long time.
Gray light shot out in all directions. One warhorse after another was turned into undead by Ainphent. Their flesh and bones were stripped, and they cried out in pain. The soldiers were furious, but when they saw that it was a level-six necromancer who attacked, their faces swollen red. Luckily, they had masks to hide their faces, so they could not see each other.
The red-robed bishop noticed Salin's actions and was at a loss. He did not expect Salin to have such a large metal house with him. It seemed that although the mage was dressed strangely, he was definitely a great mage above level-five. Otherwise, he would not have such expensive spatial equipment.
Dimensional stones were different from demon god rings. They could be used directly, while demon god rings were made by mages. If one was lucky, they could be found in the wilderness, but equipment with a large space would not appear in the hands of an ordinary mage.
When Salin killed the warhorses and turned them into undead, they could be stored in the Green Phantom Gem. His thoughts became clearer and clearer, and he knew what this spell formation would eventually transform into. This was a terrifying trap. If not for such a large metal house, all the soldiers around him would have been burned to death. The only ones who would survive would be the people who were protected by them.
Salin could not care about Qin Yin's elite soldiers coming to attack. He vaguely saw thousands of cavalrymen approaching, and then fell into an independent space. The distance between the two sides was only a few hundred meters, but they could no longer contact each other.
"Nania, I need your Firebird spell," Salin said. His metal barracks were completed, and the undead warhorses and skeleton warhorses were put away by Ainphent.
Seeing that Nania was a little hesitant, Salin said, "Take this first."
Salin gave Nania a white crystal ring and a dragon crystal shard. He had used up all the dragon crystal cores, so he still had some shards on hand. These two items could both quickly recover mental energy, and they could also quickly recover Magic Strings.
Seeing these two things, Nania no longer hesitated and began to prepare her spell.
"Ainphent, protect your parents and go in first."
"You don't need my help?" Felrett asked with a smile. He liked Salin's calm command.
"The real battle is yet to come. Let's avoid this first," Salin said as he began to prepare his spell. Ainphent's bodyguards entered the barracks first, but the soldiers of the royal swordsman battalion insisted on staying behind to help Trissy deal with the white-robed warriors who were still desperately attacking.
Salin took a deep breath for a few seconds and said to Nania, "When I say start, release the Firebird at the 120th vibration."
Nania could not speak, so she just nodded.
The cardinal did not know what Salin was going to do. He saw two sorcerers preparing their spells and did not care at first, but the female sorcerer released a huge Firebird. The male sorcerer in a luxurious robe combined a compound spell on the Firebird. The huge Firebird soared into the sky, and wherever it passed, the white mist condensed from water elements was completely ignited.
The cardinal was shocked. Igniting water elements was a high-level magic that could only be performed by a mage of at least the eighth level. It was also the key to the magic circle. The sorcerer had burned a large amount of white mist in advance, and the magic circle was gradually weakening!
If he did not stop the two sorcerers, he would have to attack in advance.
Helplessly, the cardinal took out a book, gently opened it, and began to recite a prayer.
"Supreme God, my Father, please listen to my plea …"
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