Giants were usually more than a hundred meters tall, but they had long disappeared from this plane. A twenty-meter-tall guy was already unstoppable, at least for the team in front of them.
The magician released a few quicksand spells to stall a few of the mutated soldiers. However, there were more than a hundred of them, and a level-three magician could only release twelve level-three spells at once. The two magicians maintained the pace of the battle. They still had eighty percent of their magic strings left, but it was still not enough to deal with so many huge enemies.
Soon, more than a hundred soldiers were captured and thrown into the white mist. The soldiers also began to devour the white mist, and gradually, their bodies began to expand.
"My god, I don't want to use such cruel methods again. I hope the enemies will retreat and stop sending reinforcements, "the cardinal mumbled as he put away the book in his hand.
"Hypocrite!" A black deacon suddenly appeared.
"Why are you here?!" The cardinal was shocked.
"Don't worry, the formation is complete. I came to see if you needed help, but I didn't expect you to be even more cruel than us. I'm afraid the souls of those soldiers are already broken. "
"Are you here to humiliate me? So the chief inquisitor is already above the pope! "The cardinal lost his composure and vented.
"No, no. You are still the leader of this operation. I'm just here to take a look. If you don't want me to help, I'll leave."
"Help? Fine, go and smash that metal house. "The cardinal pointed at the metal house in the sea of fire.
"Smash it?" Lord Cardinal, look around the house. What kind of magic is that? If I'm not wrong, it's Snow Killer. My bones are too weak. I'll die if I go.
"If you can't help, then get lost."
"God, your most devout believer is starting to speak ill of you." The black deacon laughed weirdly and flew into the sky, diving into the dense mist.
This time, the inquisitor gathered two black deacons and more than ten level-one Soul Reapers to cooperate with the cardinal in setting up the formation. However, they didn't have any intention of respecting the cardinal. This plan was originally from the inquisitor. The chief inquisitor persuaded the pope, and the pope ordered the cardinal who had been hiding in Qin Yin for many years to carry it out.
In Black Deacon's heart, the head judge was the supreme person. As for the Pope, he could only manage those idiots. Just like this red-robed bishop. He was here to kill, so why would he care about the methods?
North Town, North Gate. Another squad had assembled. This time, there was a Black Iron Sword Saint, a Level-5 Great Mage, and a Level-6 Assassin. They even brought a few large carriages, which were obviously medium-sized magic equipment.
More vehicles gathered and followed behind the flag regiment. It was a catapult that could attack from miles away.
Next to the commander of this squad of flags was a Magus of the fourth rank. The gray-robed Magus held a compass in his hands. The compass was divided into two regions, the northern region, and more than five hundred tiny red dots.
"We've lost 432 people. If we don't go now, we'll all be wiped out," the Level-4 Magician said.
All of Qin Yin's elite soldiers were permanently enchanted with a Level-0 spell that could determine whether they were dead or alive within a hundred miles. Ordinary soldiers or peasant soldiers did not receive such treatment. After these people were confirmed to be dead, pensions would be given as soon as possible. Their families would also be arranged to enter the army and receive the corresponding treatment.
This was also one of the ways the general judged the situation of the battlefield. Half of the thousand elite soldiers had been lost, and the second flag regiment had to carry large equipment, so it was impossible to quickly rescue them. There were still more than three thousand auxiliary soldiers carrying parts to assemble the large carriages.
It had been an hour. The rescue team had set off, and there were still two hundred soldiers left at the Green Dragon Rock. These two hundred soldiers were all above the level of swordsmen, and there were also Magicians. So the rescue still had to go on. In fact, even if those people were dead, Qin Yin's people would still retrieve their bodies.
The flag regiment commander just did not understand why the general did not send more people. Also, he should have sent Magic Shooters to rescue them. However, it seemed to be enough to carry a large amount of equipment to the Green Dragon Rock. Although this was somewhat against the rules.
Salin and the two hundred soldiers hid in the metal barracks. Because of the snow constantly cooling the barracks, the soldiers in the metal barracks did not feel any discomfort. There was still enough air. The magic device continuously provided fresh air. As long as there was a magic core, it could continue to work until the equipment's lifespan was exhausted.
There were so many Great Magicians in the metal barracks that they could use spatial equipment to absorb the dirty air. Salin even used dimensional stones to do this. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to survive in this narrow space.
"My lord, we should not have come in. If I had killed my way in, I would definitely have found the person controlling this array." Su pressed on his longsword, somewhat indignant. He was a silver sword saint. It was absolutely possible for him to kill the person controlling the array. Now that the array was completed, it would be much more difficult to do so.
"Sigh, this trap is more complicated than you think." Salin did not explain much. The enemy did not know what method they used to block the Magicians' perception of danger. Only now did he understand some of the obscure details.
The people from the Royal Swordsman Battalion had almost recovered under the effect of magic. At this time, they also did not say a word. If not for them, Salin and the others probably would not have encountered this trouble.
With the situation at that time, if Salin found something wrong with the Green Dragon Rock, he could naturally take a detour. But because of his insistence, he walked into the Green Dragon Rock.
"The attack hasn't started yet. We are only trapped here," Salin continued.
"That's right. There's something strange about this matter," Feliette added. He was a Magic Shooter. Although he did not wear a black magic robe, the fact that he was higher than Salin had been exposed after he cast a few spells. Most importantly, Felett did not hide this. He deliberately let the experienced Royal Swordsman Battalion see it.
This was to win over the hearts of Salin and Ainphent. There were Magic Shooters and powerful necromancers here. If the Royal Swordsman Battalion could get a few of them, they could help his family and Salin train better soldiers.
If Rex said to send a few of these professional soldiers over, they would definitely carry out the order firmly. But Felett hoped that Ainphent and Salin could completely subdue them, and not rely on Rex.
Ordinary soldiers were not very useful on the battlefield. If not for this huge array, these two hundred soldiers could become the decisive factor. As long as one person on his side held off the Mage, the crazy attacks of these soldiers would completely destroy the enemy's wings. Then, in the duel between the strong, these Swordsmen would become the most important weights.
"If they trap us, North Town will send reinforcements. This huge array can probably swallow tens of thousands of soldiers. What the Vatican wants is not us, but to teach Sacred Rock City a lesson, "Salin said slowly, his thoughts becoming clearer.
"Since we are not the target, let's charge out." It was not that Su was impatient, but that he felt aggrieved at hiding like this. He did not care about the high-temperature flames. The silver Sword Sage's fighting ability was long-lasting, and the flames could not burn him at all. Only spells above level-seven could affect him.
"Su, the enemy is flexible. If we go out, not only will we suffer heavy losses, but we might also be the target again." At this point, the faces of the Royal Swordsman Battalion became more and more unpleasant.
They were originally the target, but now the target had become the reinforcements. If they kept hiding, their lives would not be in danger under the protection of the Archmages and Magic Shooters, but the soldiers of North Town would be unlucky.
The problem was that even if they wanted to change this result out of consideration for their honor, it was impossible. If they wanted to leave this house, they would need the help of the Archmages. Obviously, these Archmages would not be under their command.
Qin Yin's army had a strict rule. Among the Archmages belonging to the army, the Flag Commander could only command those below level-three. Starting from level-four, the Flag Commander could only communicate with the Archmages through negotiation, and the Archmages could refuse his orders. If it was Magic Shooters, even the highest military officer of a battalion could not command them. Only the royal family could exert influence.
In the army, there were people who specialized in coordinating the relationship with Magic Shooters. Those people were all nobles with high status and powerful backgrounds.
In the entire metal room, only Trish was in a good mood. The fire outside was burning fiercely, but to him, the danger of the fire was not as great as that of the enemy hidden in the fire.
Maybe it was a level-seven Divine Mage or a Holy Knight. Trish also sensed the danger range, but he could not find the target yet. Even if he found the target, he did not want to do anything. After all, it was Sephiroth's men who died.
"Just wait. The people of North Town are enough to destroy all the enemies in the Green Dragon Stone," Salin said.
Only then did the Royal Swordsman Battalion realize that the one giving the orders was this Archmage in weird armor, not the Magic Shooter or the Necromancer. Duke Rex's envoy also listened to this fellow's every word.
Outside the metal room, every time the temperature rose to a dangerous level, Salin would use Water Flame Alchemy to lower the temperature of the room. As for the rescue squad, there were only about a hundred people left. The two level-three Archmages were furious. They could not protect the soldiers anymore, nor could they fight a high-intensity battle. There was only about 20% of the Magic String left, and they could not continue to release level-three spells. They could only use level-0 spells to relieve some of the pressure.
An entire squad of soldiers! Now there were only about a hundred people left, and they had lost 90% of their strength.
The remaining soldiers were still trying to leave. On the ground, a line about a hundred meters long was drawn. This line was smeared with magic powder to ensure that it would not be affected by illusions and was absolutely straight. However, they had to draw a line that was at least a thousand meters long to completely escape from danger.
There was no time …
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