Chapter 122
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It was already night time, but at this moment, it was forcefully transformed into dawn.
The sky had become a magnificent stage for a single person.
Completely different from her usual lazy and boring personality, the madly laughing witch stepped on a skateboard and enjoyed the fun of gliding in the sky. The clouds that were pulled down by her were the waves that were chasing after each other.
But she wasn't alone.
The scattered airdrop parts ignited in flames and transformed into a human form. The shadow of a madly laughing witch rode on a broom and began to spin faster and faster.
The round heavy bombs grew the eyes and sharp teeth of a shark. Wrapped in flames, they smelled the scent of prey and began to move irregularly.
The automatic cannons opened fire in the sky, but their flames turned them into living pumpkin heads. The flames that came out of their mouths and eyes were so deadly.
If this was still within the scope of understanding, then it was impossible to find the blueprint for those strange things.
The flaming horses dragged the pumpkin carriages and cruised in the air. Cats in Boots threw burning bottles of gasoline on top of the carriages. The ugly witch and the princess raised their glasses to celebrate and then smashed the flaming bottles down.
The headless knights on the ghost horses chased each other. They used their battle axes as bats and hit the flaming skulls in the clouds. Then, they violently whipped the skulls to the ground.
As the gliding airdrop got closer to the ground, more and more strange circus characters appeared. They turned a single airdrop into a Halloween carnival performance.
When the people on the ground could see, there was already an entire squadron of airdrops. Among the many characters, there were so many that it made people's scalps tingle. From time to time, there were self-exploding pumpkin head cannons and crazily jumping shark bombs.
"Aerial Battle Bitches' battlefield Halloween parade!"
"Amazing! She must be the ace. Just one person was able to launch a circus-level 'prelude parade'. "
"It's a pity. If there was a small squadron, we could have seen the 'Thousand Riders' of the Knights."
Isabella's performance was far too obvious. While the audience cheered, it also confirmed her identity. Apart from those aerial battle bitches who didn't care about time and place, nobody would turn an airdrop into a parade performance.
As the target of this parade, May Rain fell into chaos. Some mages tried to lock onto Isabella in the parade, while others treated their main enemy as an approaching ground assault.
At this moment, it was inevitable that their firepower would be wasted and scattered.
Isabella only had to appear, but she had successfully completed the task of containing the enemy. It seemed that the following firepower support had also been completed.
Roxia wasn't the only one who was astonished by this scene. He was also astonished by Isabella's extravagant performance. After all, he was already used to taking Isabella's words with 90% of the truth before taking them seriously … But now, it would seem that not only was Isabella not exaggerating, she was even being humble.
"Perhaps I should listen to their suggestion and have them form a squadron for an airdrop."
Although Isabella had performed an aerial attack during the previous joint combat training, it would have been impossible for her to accomplish such a feat. The destruction of magical armor and the loss of explosives, as well as the one-time investment of illusion and fire magic, would have been an astronomical investment. Only the rich and powerful Mage Country would be able to afford such a money-burning battle group. Not to mention, it would be quite difficult to replenish the special ammunition after leaving the Mage Country.
"It's such a pity that there's only one such firework display."
But after thinking it over for a moment, Rorschach dispelled his own hesitation.
There was no medicine for regret. The most important thing was that we were able to reach this stage with our current manpower!
"Scram! Your imaginations are even more barren than a child's scribbles. Your useless magic is nothing more than a child's magic! "
A lion's roar caused the entire earth to tremble. Marton took May Rain's arcane cannon head-on.
"Roar! Furious Lion's Roar! "
Marton forcefully dispelled the mana from the lion's roar. The sound waves mixed with air collided with the magic cannons. Although he was unable to disintegrate the highly concentrated magic cannons, he succeeded in mitigating the impact.
That was more than enough!
Marton activated his shield, tilted it, faced it head-on, and lifted it up. Using the angle of his shield, Marton forcefully blocked the cannon attack. Then, with a powerful shake, he was sent flying!
An excellent shield warrior would always be the backbone of a team. As long as he was still alive, his companions would only need to stand behind him.
Although the Totemic Warrior's armor was already overheating and smoking, as long as he didn't stop, he would continue to charge forward.
Behind the beastmen, Beast was doing his best to conceal his aura and minimize his presence as much as possible. He was just like any other ordinary warrior.
However, judging from the fact that the enemy's cannons were still aimed at him, it was obvious that his attempt to keep a low profile wasn't effective at all.
Everyone knew that allowing a monk to get close to you was an unstoppable disaster, especially when the monk was a Legend. It was a disaster.
As the person with the highest rank, the Legendary Wizard Miranda Sophie had her eyes on Master Merlin the entire time. Master Merlin was also in high spirits as he accepted this' elegant showdown between Wizards', wholeheartedly dodging the various arcane spells.
Although a Master could only passively take a beating and jump up and down like a monkey, as long as he could get close enough, it would only take him a few breaths to get rid of a useless close-combat Mage, whether it was "Mage Hand … Stele Smashing Hand" or "Crush Spell that could crush your head and limbs".
At this point, Rorschach had to face Ariel's threat once again.
"Change form, Blade Dancer!"
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