Chapter 50 The King's War (II)

The torrent of white and black collided with the Vikings.

The Vikings were generally very strong, and they were not wearing heavy armor. A wooden shield, an axe, and a machete. This was the weapons and equipment of most of them. The Teutonic warriors were different. They were wearing heavy plate armor, and their equipment was not even heavy for ordinary horses.

A Viking roared, he picked up his big axe, and then slashed at a Teutonic warrior. The Teutonic warrior raised his shield and blocked the Viking's attack tightly. Then his slash made a bloody mark on the Viking's chest.

At this moment, a mysterious light suddenly flashed out of the sky. It was the azure blue light that penetrated the world. On the eternal elves, this arcane light could almost destroy everything.

This light was pushing forward, smashing everything. The strength of the high-level profession to promote the destruction of arcane is really a force that can destroy most things. Everyone looked at the blue phantom that seemed to have come alive and roaring wildly, and seemed to see the king's charm countless years ago.

Even among the troops, the kingly power will not be defeated. There seems to be no power to make them fail. They control power and stand on the throne and will not fall down. At this moment, the eternal elves under the endless glory of arcane seem to have the momentum of this king and the demeanor of this king.

The powerful fighting spirit suddenly soared into the sky. Avis raised his head and looked ahead. There, a powerful warrior rushed towards him. The momentum was exactly the best profession.

In this era without saints, any superior professional can be called "invincible". When they appear on the battlefield, if there is no master on the other side who can match, it will be an extremely desperate situation.

The Eternal Elf raised his hand and the energy began to gather. It was the power of the arcane, and the burst sound of the arcane sounded. After the warrior in front felt the impact, he immediately dodged to the side. As soon as his feet left the original situation, the impact light of the arcane bombarded the original place, and a terrible burst sound broke out.

The magic light kept sprinting into the sky. Edward stood in the distance, looking at the light that rushed into the sky, and murmured to himself: "His magic control ability... has reached an incredible level. I have never seen anyone with this combat power..."

On that cold island far away from the continent, there are no powerful masters who use magic. Edward has also traveled to the Karasol continent and even visited Liinz, which is known as the holy land of mages, to understand some puppet summoning techniques. His magic level may be similar to that of the eternal elves, but his ability to control magic is not as good as that of a far cry.

The eternal elves slowly walked forward, and the arcane around almost condensed into lightning visible to the naked eye. The Vikings around him no longer dared to approach. Even if they could get close to the eternal elves in front of them, they could not even use a knife to Avis, who had the arcane protection body.

At this moment, two fighting spirits that were connected through the world flashed on the battlefield. Looking at the glory of fighting spirit with such skillful fighting spirit, Avis said softly: "Are three superior professionals..."

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The white knight was running fast.

Although the Teutonic Warrior blocked the powerful impact of the Vikings on the front, there were still Vikings attacking the city of Leiteng. This city, which had become dilapidated under the impact of the high popularity of Vikings, may not have the strength to last for long.

The White Stone Knights were silent. They rushed towards the city gate under the leadership of the holy girl in front of them. The shouts from the other side also felt a little surprised.

"For death!" Such a voice, such a cry, such a belief. This is no longer a conquered force. Because they have conquered death.

Afterwards, a blue light flashed in the sky. The light of the arcane shone in the sun. The power of the arcane seemed to have covered the sun, and the sky became dim at this time.

Joan of Arc, wearing a silver helmet on his head, turned his head and glanced at the arcane light that rushed into the sky. At this time, the power of this arcane was fighting against three fighting spirits that were flashing with white light.

"Is he so powerful?" Joan of Arc murmured to himself. She remembered Avis, an elf who always smiled. He looked like a person in the painting, always so confident, and had great strategy. And such a person actually had such powerful magic power.

I had long heard that he was a powerful magician. But Joan of Arc never expected that Avis' magical ability was so strong! But immediately, after feeling the aura of the three combat pros, her face couldn't help but change.

Those are three top professionals!

Even if Ivis is a superior magician, he may not be able to get it when facing three superior pros, right? Joan of Arc thinks he should do something... attack the Vikings' square formation from the side to attract the attention of at least one superior pro?

Not to mention such success rate, but this will completely confuse the entire battle situation. The opportunity for victory that Teutonic Warriors finally won on the front battlefield is likely to be gone because of Joan of Arc's decision.

Although Ives is likely to survive in the end, if the battle situation is lost, the plan formulated by Fernandez and others will be very deviated and even at risk of a complete collapse.

(Damn it!) The blonde girl with a silver helmet couldn't help but clench her fists. She knew that she should implement Ivis' order at this time, but at this time she didn't know why she had started to be messed up.

But soon, Joan of Arc thought of something. Ives is not a brave but unscheming person. If it was a sneak attack, his magical ability should be able to kill at least one superior professional. Then his subsequent battle will undoubtedly be much easier.

Why didn't he do this? Joan of Arc looked at the dazzling glory of the Ancient Magic in the sky. The next moment, she understood.

A white scepter suddenly appeared in the sky. In the surprised eyes of countless people, dazzling light reflected and terrible light was blooming.

Below the royal power, the eternal elves sat on the throne, and his eyes gradually became cold. The power of the royal power continued to spread, and this was his realm.

The king's realm!

In addition to power, the king also has an extremely powerful ability. That is the Spirit of Word. As long as it is his king's realm, what they say can become reality.

Of course there are restrictions, but if you are a king of the legendary realm, you will be almost invincible when using the king's realm. Of course, this Yanling is invalid for the existence of the same as the King's realm. It has relatively little effect on existences with divine power and less effective against heroes. Moreover, there are many restrictions on Yanling, which is much worse than the "Great Prophecy".

Avis sat on the throne, and he knew that at this moment, his words would become reality as long as he said one word. But this would consume his royal power, so he had to cherish words like gold.

A fighting spirit attack brought by an axe rushed forward. Avis did not use the Yan Ling, but used power. He stretched out his hand and absorbed the Dou energy impact, and then returned immediately. Although he could use "Go back" to achieve the same goal, every time he said a word, the power of the Yan Ling would decrease by one point.

Avis looked around and was surrounded by the Vikings. In his royal domain, there was no Teutonic warrior. However, Avis smiled. These Vikings knew that they had no experience in fighting with the royal masters at a glance. They actually wanted to use the human sea tactics to solve the royal masters...

In this case, only one word is needed.

Avis opened his mouth and spit out a word lightly.

It was a whisper, the sound was very low, but it was passed on and everyone heard it. After hearing this word, everyone who fought on the battlefield felt dizzy.

In the realm of the royal power, the Vikings fell down like harvesting wheat. In an instant, more than one-tenth of the Vikings fell down.

All of this was just because Avis said one word.

That word is "death".

Everyone present started a judgment. Those with poor luck and those with weak strength failed to pass the judgment and then they would ‘death’. There was no wound in their bodies, but in just a moment, their souls collapsed and died instantly.

This does not mean that high strength is absolutely fine. According to the probability science, even legends may be killed by this "death". Of course, Ivis's strength is still too weak now, and the chance of legends dying is still too small.

Suddenly one-tenth of people died, and everyone's hearts trembled. The man sitting on the throne was so terrible at this moment. They had never heard of such a magic that they could kill people's lives by just saying one word.

All the people in the throne realm just felt a cold and cold force spread throughout their bodies. It was a feeling that made their whole body numb. Some people then felt a pain in their brains and fell down. Some people were already standing there. Some were dead, and some were alive.

Everything is too incredible.

Everyone looked at the eternal elf under the King of Glory Staff. Is this the king's power?

ps1: Cough cough, do you really need to change the title of the book...
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