The violent explosion caused Allium Japonicum to lose consciousness for a few seconds. When she regained consciousness, her ears were still ringing with buzzing sounds and her vision had turned dark red due to congestion. However, her mind was still clear:
Sixth circle flux spell, Two-Headed Snake.
The spell had cut into the north base of the tower at eleven o 'clock.
The caster was within a hundred feet, which meant that they were at least elemental awakened.
As an outstanding flux magician and elemental user, Allium Japonicum wasn't the slightest bit unfamiliar with magic. The battle between players was even more intense than this. She could also instantly determine the number of casters and their positions. This was an innate talent and also one of the reasons why she was called a first-rate caster.
Allium Japonicum understood that Two-Headed Snake was a multi-stage spell. The magic power would be compressed below the point of explosion and very quickly, a second explosion would occur. This was a spell specially used to deal with the enemy inside the stronghold. She still had a short moment of opportunity.
The female Knight used all her strength to lift off the rocks on her body. Enduring the stinging pain all over her body, she crawled up from the ruins. The sharp pain in her chest made her see stars and she didn't know how many of her ribs had been broken. Moreover, there was a large area of burn on her arm. Her originally snow-white skin was ashy black. The Knight's uniform hung on her hand in tatters and the metal armor had also melted and distorted due to the high temperature.
However, Allium Japonicum couldn't care less. She clenched her teeth and rolled down the tower which had long been turned into a pile of rubble. A muffled explosion came from the ground and an enormous force sent her flying. She fell heavily on the ground more than ten meters away.
She groaned and coughed out a mouthful of blood, but immediately crouched down. A series of explosions came from the ruins of the tower and the hot wind almost roasted her back. A few pieces of rubble flew out and hit her shoulder, immediately turning it into a bloody mess. However, Allium Japonicum didn't utter a sound. She calmly maintained her consciousness and crouched down on the ground. The ground was violently shaking. The opponent's spell caster didn't seem to care about his own people. The spell spread to both sides of the battle and after the storm of flames, several dozen charred corpses were left on the ruins.
"Miss Maynild!"
"Commander!"
Cries of surprise rose and fell one after another on the city wall. Different names came from her Knight colleagues and the cold-shirted subordinates. In the midst of the fierce battle, the people finally realized the situation here and realized that their commander was still on the tower.
Allium Japonicum squinted his left eye. Blood flowed out of his eye and dyed half of his face red. In his blurred vision, he saw someone running in his direction. At the same time, a red flag was raised on the city wall. It was the Retto's flag. The veteran of the November War decisively took over her command. Allium Japonicum breathed a sigh of relief.
Another fireball exploded on the city wall, and several Knight perished in the sea of fire. More people were blocked on the other side. Narrowing her eyes, Allium Japonicum understood that the enemy had locked onto her position. It seemed that not only Oberwei, but there was also a traitor among the people around her.
But this was not surprising. Maynild was originally a member of the Royal Faction. There was no guarantee that there was no spy among her personal Knight guards.
She remembered that one of the guards was Oberwei's second son. That young man was one of Maynild's many admirers. Allium Japonicum squinted her eyes and remembered that the young man volunteered to scout before the battle began. He had not returned yet.
Presumably, he would not come back.
Judging from the direction of the attack, the rebels had at least crossed the Orta River. It was impossible for them to sneak past Fort Parris without alerting anyone. They had spent at least a week planning the attack, and they had to hide it from everyone. This meant that there was a problem with someone important in the whole process.
Allium Japonicum did not expect that Oberwei would betray the Royal Family of Covardo. In the past, this lone wolf of the kingdom did not hesitate to break ties with the Royal Faction. He insisted on standing on the side of Her Royal Highness, and finally died in the battle of the Crimson Canyon.
He was the hero of the Erouine people. Why did history have such a big deviation? Did the Bugas have such magic?
But there was no doubt that the enemy's target was her.
The Bugas wanted to destroy the Tónigel people's resistance.
Allium Japonicum felt a little regretful. If she had known this would happen, she would have listened to Monica's advice. But there was no "if" in history. She could not have imagined that she would fall into such a trap when she was just helping the retreat of Minta.
There was a tower at eleven o 'clock. After a few rounds of fighting, it fell into the hands of the rebels. Allium Japonicum silently calculated the direction of the attack. At the same time, her right hand reached to her waist and pulled out a crossbow. It was an exquisite weapon. The crossbow was made of steel, and the bowstring was woven with animal tendons and fibers soaked in oil. The crossbow was also engraved with magic patterns and magic circles. It was a weapon that she had made herself.
She put the crossbow close to her mouth and tried to bite the bowstring with her teeth. Then, she took a magic arrow from the wrist guard on her wrist and pushed it on the rail with her chin.
Allium Japonicum hid the crossbow under her body and took out another crossbow. She loaded it with the guidance arrow that she had commissioned Tamar to make.
Finally, she took out a third crossbow from her calf. This crossbow was much bigger than the previous two. It looked more like a light crossbow.
She spread out her four arms and carefully pushed a black bladed crossbow bolt onto the trajectory.
Allium Japonicum placed the three crossbows in front of her and took a deep breath.
She seemed to be talking to herself.
"I'll leave the rest to you, little girl. None of us want to die, right?"
"What a lucky fellow."
When the Magus in the tower saw Allium Japonicum escape, he only thought that it was a fluke. He leapt out of the tower with his staff in hand and landed lightly on the city walls. The battle on the city walls had long since ended, leaving only smoke and charred corpses.
However, an endless stream of rebel soldiers were climbing up the city walls, quickly blocking the path ahead. The Magus' expression was cold as he pushed with his hand. An invisible force threw the soldiers off the walls. The noble soldiers immediately broke out in an uproar, but the Knight among them immediately reprimanded them to prevent them from throwing their lives away.
The Knight looked at the red-robed Magus with some fear, and they spontaneously ordered their attendants to open up a path for him. A strange scene appeared on the city walls. A Magus passed through the chaotic army in an orderly manner, neither too fast nor too slow.
The streets near the city walls were already filled with smoke and dust. The Magus slowly passed through the buildings that had been reduced to rubble, and soon saw the female Knight lying motionless on the ground behind the smoke.
He recognized that it was the main target of his trip. He shook his hand and a scroll slid down from his sleeve. He stopped thirty or forty feet away and pointed his wand at Bai Jia while chanting in a low voice.
However, the female Knight had already gotten up from the ground, a crossbow in her hand. Without a second thought, she pulled the trigger.
It was a movement that had been perfected over and over again. In any place in Aouine, it would be difficult to find such a perfect tactical movement from any lord's knight.
The owner of the crossbow had once graduated from the Royal Knight Academy with the best results.
She was also the captain of Her Highness' Knight Guards.
At the age of nineteen, the female Knight was already one of the best among her peers.
Her name was Maynild.
That lady knight who was as cold as ice, the dream lover of countless knights who were unable to obtain her.
With the crossbow in her hands, her battle instincts returned to her.
She shot out a Bait Arrow, and it was aimed at her opponent. He was an Elemental Ranker, which meant that she only had one chance to attack.
However, one chance was more than enough. The arrow hit the magic shield in front of the Magus, and as expected, the transparent spherical force field bounced off the steel arrow. However, the Bait Arrow was made of unstable magic crystals embedded in the arrowhead. When the unstable crystals were shaken, they would release the magic within.
Such a release usually meant an explosion, but the spell formation Tamar had created on the crystal allowed the magic to spread out in an orderly manner, forming ripples.
Colourful lights suddenly appeared beside the Magus. Maynild didn't need to turn around to see the Magus' expression of shock and anger to understand what had happened.
"The triggering spell has been triggered, but there may be one or two life-saving triggering spells left. Be careful."
Allium Japonicum reminded Maynild.
The female Knight didn't stop and immediately picked up the second crossbow. When the Magus saw the crossbow, he knew that he had met the most despicable opponent — the Witch Hunter. But the information clearly said that the opponent was a Knight. He secretly cursed the heretics who provided the information, and at the same time, gave up on casting spells and hurriedly retreated.
The Anti-Magic Arrow was shot out and once again hit his magic shield. The light of magic lit up again, and the arrow was bounced off as expected. However, this time, the magic shield on the Magus' body flickered and then shattered.
The Anti-Magic Arrow was made of cold iron. This type of metal was highly lethal to creatures and could also interfere with the operation of magic. After being processed by alchemists, the Anti-Magic Arrow could often cause magic shields to withstand more attacks than they could bear and lose their effectiveness in an instant.
Unfortunately, the craftsmanship of the Anti-Magic Arrow in this era was still stagnant. After the Slate War, the Anti-Magic Arrows made by the mortals could often directly penetrate most magic shields.
"Damn it!" The Magus was somewhat surprised by the opponent's complete preparation. He had already realized that the woman was luring him to come closer, but she had clearly escaped by luck.
The Magus felt a little strange, but more than that, he was angry. The Witch Hunter was undoubtedly a despicable profession in the eyes of the Magus. It only took three to five years to train a Witch Hunter, but the time for an excellent Magus to grow was easily calculated by ten years. Being threatened by a Witch Hunter was like a noble gentleman being challenged by a lowly person. It made him feel humiliated.
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