The w Mage Tower is the residence, workplace, research center, and their fortress. From the unseen past, these buildings have been regarded as a manifestation of the abilities of a wizard, or even a symbol of a special identity.

And the one in front of you...

Indeed, compared with the dreamy building in Romanti City that seems to reach the sky and is a hundred times inferior in height and scale - in fact, you can say that it is just the prototype of a mage tower. Even if you look closely, you can find that many of the magic circles on it are actually semi-finished products that have just laid a line pattern foundation.

But as a senior national mage, no, as a spellcaster who has been exploring the path of magic for twenty years and has condensed into a real name, Rose Black naturally understands what such a building actually means.

The female mage's pupils narrowed slightly...

According to her vague memory, the time it took for the young man to obtain this territory was only two decades...even if it was longer, it would not be too much.

In such a short period of time, if a magic apprentice could construct such a huge mage tower with the ability of a magic apprentice, it would be a strange story like a leech who ate a giant dragon - the magic tower is not only the residence of a mage, but also an architectural miracle that combines magic knowledge, magic arrays and wealth. Without the casting ability of a high-level mage or even a master, even if that magic apprentice had a king's treasure house, he would not be able to piece together such a magnificent creation.

What kind of identity does this guy have? Is he really the young mercenary who once stood in front of him and was confused about his relationship?

No, at that time, a high-level priest from the God of Dawn testified for him, so his identity was obviously impossible to be so simple... The female mage in black robe stood quietly in the air, dazed for a moment, and he seemed to have thought of something in a vague way. But that was not very clear.

At this time, the first group of wolf claw knights had crossed the stone bridge and set foot on the main road in the city.

The horse's hooves roared on the flat stone ground. They waved their giant swords and warhammers excitedly, leaving some traces on the beautifully decorated wooden houses - the solid wooden stakes and pillars broke under the horse's momentum. Several houses collapsed behind them, in return for their excited laughter and cheers.

But their results were obviously nothing more than that. From beginning to end, there were no figures in this city except the defenders on the city walls, so that they could vent their urge to vent their pleasure.

Therefore, the charge also slowed down after the enthusiasm cooled down slightly...

The knights began to slow down, and the captains seemed to have already remembered their mission at this time - they should have just carried out some appropriate deterrence. After all, this is not the territory of the empire, it belongs to a viscount of the kingdom. It can only be burned, killed, looted, unless the king... or at least a duke gives permission.

In front of us, the towering towering towering tower at the end of the vision gradually became clear in the mist of magic, like a silent giant. Looking at these bold and uninvited guests, it even makes people feel an illusion that the next moment, an unpredictable wrath of thunder will drop.

Such a vague feeling of oppression made the knights a little unhappy. They slowed down their horses and began to try to find a suitable opponent, but it was not easy...

In fact, these guys who were excited to start enjoying victory didn't even know that for Romanti, overcoming the walls did not mean losing the defensive side.

On the contrary, that was the beginning of a killing.

Killing begins with the powerful vibration of the crossbow bow string - the very heavy crossbow, which seems to be a rare all-metal structure. Even the black-robed mage hanging in the air can clearly see the iron crossbow arrows and crossbow frames flashing with a faint cold light.

Several figures appeared silently from hidden places, street corners, and even windows of two-story buildings, pressing the handles of these sharp weapons on the battlefield tightly against their shoulders, aiming at the prey they had already looked for.

Just before the mage issued a warning, the metal bowstring had quickly returned to its original state after losing its constraints. There was a dull sound of "Zheng,Zheng". While dust was ripped up from the crossbow, the tense elastic potential energy transformed into strong kinetic energy at this moment. Even when the arrow flew out, I took a step back due to the huge force.

To the Knights with the Wolf Claws, that was simply an absolute nightmare.

The moment the dull sounded, the arrows had reached the target. The knights had just turned their heads and saw more than a dozen colleagues falling from the outside of the team. The steel armor-breaking arrows chiseled the armor pieces on their bodies, and then cut the fragments into the flesh, plasma, and minced meat, and minced iron pieces rose together, and the air suddenly filled with a fishy and sweet smell of blood!

With just one volley, the wolf claws lost nearly twenty people - the power of this modified crossbow is so great that it can even penetrate the wearer's metal plate armor and stab the second knight's body! Even if some knights were not hit by the vital part and one hit, the huge impact force of the crossbow arrow still made them lose their combat power in a moment.

If the number of knights was not large, the gap was wide, and the number of attackers was not large, I am afraid that just these people would be enough to make the advantages brought by the original magic bridge vague.

The screams alerted the mages floating in the air.

Rose Black frowned and waved his hand, and a lightning bolt suddenly burst into pieces on an attacker! However, these people were obviously experienced soldiers. Just before the Knights began to organize counterattacks, they had given up their intention to continue attacking and disappeared into the corner.

It was just that the killing was not over. After a brief stop, it came even more violently!

What replaced the crossbow arrow was some black things. They were cast out from the windows of some buildings... They did not fly very quickly, but at the moment of approaching, the explosion became a loud bang, and the red and black fireballs expanded, scattered, rolling and spreading, and everything nearby was obscured in the bright firelight!

The screams became even more shrill!

For the knights, this was simply a disaster. Those black objects bursting outwards emitted countless subtle things, iron sheets, pottery sheets, and stones... In the terrible explosive power, these things mixed with air waves to lift the knights off their horses! It was like a gloomy god of death holding a sickle swept over their heads, holding a sharp blade high and slashing their queues. After collecting, a bloody flower blooming in the metal light, death was produced one after another.

The most miserable thing was the horses, whose broken limbs and internal organs were flying everywhere, and then fell like a bloody rain.

The knights finally realized the danger, and they began to slow down in panic, trying to turn their targets to the attackers... But the second wave of attacks came as scheduled. What awaited them were more black pots! The rumbling sound of muffled thunder came one after another!

In the terrible explosion, the knights who had just begun to take off their short bows and the captains of the knights began to be named! Even if their armor could protect them under that terrible explosion, they could not save their mounts! Being blown away by the bursting fierce wind and panic mounts was definitely a disaster for these knights that were not inferior to the sword. Often, even if they could escape under the iron sheet flying all over the sky, they would be knocked unconscious by the huge impact!

Panic inevitably came to these knights like a catastrophe.

"Magic. It's a magician! We were attacked by Fireball!"

"Bastard, how could there be so many mages..."

"Retreat, retreat!"

...

"What is that? God of War is on...what is that?"

When Zaire urged his mount and climbed the city wall, he saw such a miserable scene, hundreds of feet away. The central street of the city was now infected by bright red, with several unlucky knights at the corner of the street, and in front of them were fragments of incomplete corpses!

The blood moistened the scarlet internal organs and flowed in the cracks of the stone bricks on the ground. The violent smell of blood and sulfur and the strange smell of saltpeter burning mixed together and was blown around by the storm. For a moment, even people on the far city wall couldn't help but cover their noses.

"This... damn it! These traitors, they dared to kill the knights of the Kingdom! Kill me, kill them, and leave no one! Set fire to me, yes, I will burn this fallen lair, I will judge..."

"Enough! Let your subordinates retreat, our goal has been achieved."

The voice of the female mage came down from the sky, preventing the Knight Commander from going wild.

The shock they received was actually much smaller than that of ordinary knights. After all, similar things will be developed occasionally in the Magic Academy, such as the Fireball Necklace or the Burst Jade Plate. In fact, the mage immediately thought that the other party used a string of Fireball Necklaces to cause these damages.

What shocked her was the number of explosions. After all, the fireball necklace is very valuable, and even a real teacher would not be so squandered.

But then she discovered something wrong. The explosive power produced by those things was relatively small, but the damage was not inferior at all. At this time, the third batch of bombs had already exploded around the remaining knights! The eyes that blessed the sharp eye technique made the female mage notice that those people threw out some cans the size of human heads. The most important thing was that she did not see a trace of magical aura on it!

This made him more cautious.

A knight waved the giant sword in his hand and tried to siege the dwarf with a colleague. However, he had just rushed forward, the knight against the dwarf had been chopped on his shoulder by an axe, and then he threw the unlucky guy who had just rushed over. The terrible power pushed the two knights down the head of the city like a catapult. However, the dwarf who was in power had taken the opportunity to throw out another flying axe and embedded it into the chest of a wolf clawed knight captain on the stone bridge in the distance!

Behind the dwarf, the archer holding a longbow was also terrifying. The strange-shaped longbow in his hand opened and closed. Every time the sound of the bowstring would make a target overturn, even the entire body of the knight's armor. In front of the arrows that accurately penetrated the opening of the eye, there was no difference from the decoration.

In addition, this team also has two priests, constantly using auxiliary spells to enhance their strength. Although the team of troops in front of the constantly replenishing soldiers was soon forced to the corner of an arrow tower, before that, in these few dozen breaths, they had caused at least twenty casualties of the candidate knights and attendants with wolf claws!

Fortunately, there are no suitable mages among them, otherwise they might be able to offset the effect of this stone bridge by themselves. Of course... the biggest reason is that the Wolf Claw mages are located under the city wall and cannot effectively support their colleagues. As for the national mages floating in the air... Rose Black, as the leader, was a little hesitant and did not participate in this battle.

In fact, even the female mage felt a little lucky. If it weren't for the magic raid that caught them off guard, it would be an impossible task to break into a city with such defensive capabilities with just their own hands.

But now, the general trend is settled.

"I have a secret document signed by His Majesty the King. Your persistence is meaningless... Put down your weapons, otherwise you will kill them!"

What I saw was not a document, but a beautiful symbol drawn by the female mage. The terrible magic power surged out, imprisoning everyone in

Let them stop! Otherwise, they will have to replace a city lord agent!

"Despicable, we will fight against you undeclared evil deeds to your Majesty. In the end you will pay the price you deserve for all you have done!"

The woman shouted, holding the stinging sword in her hand tightly and retreating into the corner of the watchtower with several soldiers around her. However, under the premise of being surrounded by all sides, their resistance was actually not very meaningful.

What's more, there were a group of mages standing opposite them.

"You can kill us. Try to see if you can hide it from the truth?" The woman bit her lip and sneered stubbornly: "Your Excellency Edward will naturally ask you to give him an explanation. As for the result, I can only say that the lord of this city has never been a generous person who can let others bully."

"And your Lord Edward can't do anything to me because of the losses of his subordinates. Don't forget that you violated the law first. The result of civilian attacks on the nobles is that they are killed without mercy. Even if they are in trouble before His Holiness, he must agree with this. What's more, your resistance just now has caused heavy losses to the Demon Wolf Legion. Even if your Lord can force Rudolph to give in, he will at least give the general an explanation for these dozens of lives. What do you think he will continue to seek justice for your death? Or may he calm down?"

The female mage also sneered: "But no matter what, you are all dead at that time... or hand over those two murderers, you can still save your life. When your lord comes back, he will naturally negotiate with the general... You choose, should you choose to spend this trouble without any loss, or to save two insignificant mercenaries and fight with us to the death? How to make the loss smaller? I don't think your lord will choose someone who doesn't understand this kind of thing to manage the things in the territory on his behalf."

"Then, I will leave these two people to you to deal with. How to punish their offense," said the female mage, "Move quickly, and in addition, withdraw your knights. This is not a suitable place for them to mess around."

"What? This doesn't work!"

Zaire was stunned for a moment, and then his voice increased by several octaves - just one charge just now, he lost more than a hundred subordinates. These were not those worthless peasant soldiers, but the real soldiers of the Demon Wolf Knights. If this matter was exposed in an understatement, then he would be the biggest loser no matter how he looked at it.

In fact, now he is bleeding... One-tenth of the soldiers, at least half of them are regular knights, the elite among the elite! If the Demon Wolf General pursues the investigation and he has no reasonable explanation, it would be light to behead his head and show it to the public!

If you want to escape from sin, you must find a scapegoat. No, you must be a group, and it must be of sufficient weight!

"Mr. Black, I suspect that this matter is not just a simple offense, but also some ulterior motives behind it. Therefore, if you agree, I am ready to interrogate and find out the mastermind of this matter, and I doubt this."

The female mage stared at the vulgar soldier coldly. The mockery and contempt in her eyes made the knight finally realize his problem, but he did not intend to let go. "Forgive me for this, please forgive my impulse, but"

The death of the two mercenaries should be within the range that the young lord could accept. The losses of the wolf claws would become a bargaining chip, so that he would not feel disgusted with himself in the next thing... How huge the power this person can mobilize is, there is no way to guess now. It is not a smart choice to completely anger such a person for this little thing.

However, these rude soldiers

It is no wonder that before Rudolf planned the strange attack, these guys were actually just second-rate defense forces, many of which were private soldiers of the nobles... In fact, under the circumstances at that time, it was impossible for a viscount of the Empire to draw too many elite troops to participate in the seemingly unscheming surprise attack. These civilian soldiers were far more hard-working than noble knights, and were suitable for the battle that required a large amount of life as consumables.

But the outstanding results of that battle do not mean that they are suitable to be true knights. Welcome to your support is my greatest motivation.m

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