Chapter six hundred and seventy third play you to death
Chapter 673: Play You to Death
Seeing Vera's decisive move, she stopped the escaping dark mage, and started a spell battle with them in mid-air, one against four.
Just as Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief, she thought about it again. She was praying in her heart, hoping that Vera could stop all these dark mages.
Vera seemed to be able to hear his voice. She might have had enough of teasing these dark mages, so she no longer played the cat-and-mouse game. She just stood far away and started to attack the dark mages.
Although the fight between you and me is very beautiful, there is no result.
At this moment, Vera's body shape changed and she began to kill the killer.
She is now an intermediate mage. Speaking of which, the dark mage she is fighting is at the level of an intermediate mage. According to common sense, if there are one to many, Vera should have been unable to withstand them.
But Vera is not an ordinary mage. Although she was a little unsuccessful when she was a dragon, when she was a human being, in Lester's words, she was a genius that was rare to see in hundreds of years. She couldn't use the common sense of ordinary magicians.
Vera.
Vera relies on her dragon nature to cast magic without reciting spells at all, and there is no cooling time. Bullying those dark mages is not like playing.
When fighting against the dark mage, various intermediate spells were blasted at them like machine guns. The casting speed of one person was faster than the four of them put together. The power of the spells was not great, so it was better.
The continuous fire speed is fast, and it has been suppressing several dark mages just now.
These dark mages were all depressed, cursing in their hearts who is the one with strength in numbers? Just now they were kicked out by a pervert with a magic weapon, and then they met another pervert who was even more powerful than before. Could it be the Saint?
Are people from Guang Continent calling?
At this moment, Vera suddenly stopped, and the dark wizards were overjoyed, guessing that the little girl opposite might have run out of magic power.
I saw Vera spreading her arms and flexibly hovering in the air several times, her body shape was like a dashing eagle.
She turned around slightly to avoid the opponent's spell attack, and then, taking advantage of the opponent's opportunity to prepare magic, she suddenly accelerated and pounced forward, as fast as lightning.
The speed was so fast that everyone felt their eyes blurred as a faint blue light had already passed through a long space, leaving a long blue light on their retinas.
In just the blink of an eye, she had already rushed to the side of those magicians.
Vera's slow and weak magic just now created an illusion for these dark mages. It seemed that her ability was not strong, but that she was just casting spells very fast.
They had just gotten used to the frequency with which Vera fired magic, and were preparing their own spells, when Vera unexpectedly rushed forward in an instant.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. Close combat? Mages don't have this kind of fighting skills. How can this be said?
Before they had time to react, Vera had already come closer waving the grown magic wand.
The leader of the dark mage watched helplessly as the wand hit his head with a fierce sound. He could only look at the extra-large wands that came straight towards him in horror, but he had no time to react.
"This girl is more than just a mage." After this thought popped into his mind, he was hit in the head by Vera's wand, blood burst out, he let out a scream, and fell from the air.
The screams dragged on for a long time, and then stopped abruptly in an instant.
Everyone present shrank their necks in unison, as if on a conditioned reflex - falling from such a height, the fall must have been extremely painful.
Vera first ran quickly, then suddenly stopped suddenly, and just paused in the air before KOing a dark mage.
The remaining dark mages screamed at the same time and shot the spells in their hands at Vera.
Immediately, Vera had put her feet together and gently tapped the black patent leather shoes on her feet. Immediately, the cyan brilliance of wind magic flashed on her slim feet. In an instant, they had changed their direction, and all their spells were used.
Failed.
At the same time, Vera scolded, waved the wand in her hand, and swept it horizontally.
She calculated the time very accurately, and matched her moves with the speed. When she flew to the side of another dark mage, the wand was already in the right position, which was the moment when she exerted the most force.
These magicians are all powerless. Once someone touches them, they are no better than a vegetable dumpling.
The magician didn't expect that Vera's speed was so fast, as if she was teleporting, she rushed to him in the blink of an eye.
His eyes also saw Vera's wand sweeping over, and he heard the whistling wind hanging on the head of the wand, but he only had time to shout out half a sentence, and in a hurry, he stretched out his hand to block it.
How could those thin arms block Vera's blow?
A stick hit him hard on his arm, causing a fracture immediately. However, even with such a buffer, Vera's wand still hit his chest and abdomen with huge force.
The magician screamed and spit out a mouthful of blood. Unable to hold on, he fell from the air like a leaf.
After taking care of this person, Vera didn't even hesitate and rushed towards the third magician without any pause.
The magician had already reacted at this time. Seeing Vera's bravery, he was already frightened. He screamed, turned around and ran away.
At the same time, the last black magician also turned around and ran in the opposite direction in a hurry.
Vera paid no attention to him, and just chased after the man resolutely. Her speed increased, and in just a few breaths, she had already caught up.
At this time, a red light flashed at the top of the staff, stimulating the eyes of everyone watching below. However, Vera did not cast a spell, but gently raised her right foot and placed it on the back of the dark mage.
Step on it gently.
Although Vera is only half of the dragon blood, and her dragon language magic ability is very weak, her dragon physique is real. If Lorraine accidentally gets hit by Vera, it will hurt for a long time, and then she takes the opportunity to pretend to be sick and deduct her salary. This body
A weak dark mage can bear it.
The dark mage immediately screamed and fell straight down with an acceleration far exceeding the normal gravity.
On the way, despite the force of the wind, he did not even change the direction. Like a stone, it silently hit the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust.
Even though they were far away, everyone watching the battle seemed to hear the "boom" sound when he hit the ground. The ground beneath their feet seemed to vibrate and undulate.
At this time, Vera had changed her direction again with the kick just now, and she was chasing the last dark mage with both feet.
But at this time, the mage tried his best to fly as fast as he could, and had already escaped far away. Seeing Vera falling far behind, he couldn't help but let out a proud scream. As long as he flew forward again,
After a while, you can swoop down and hide in the dense forest below.
At that time, no matter how powerful the other party is, it will be impossible for him to find himself again.
He had forgotten that although Vera had been fighting in close quarters and knocked out three of his companions with three moves, she had also been flying in the sky. She was also a magician.
What magicians are better at is long-range attacks~!
Vera quickly moved forward with the support of magic power. When her old strength was exhausted and new strength was yet to be regenerated, she narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, raised the wand in her hand, and pointed it at the black spot in the distance.
Her magic has been prepared for a long time. Vera's spell casting is the most powerful. The longer her spell is prepared, the more powerful it will be released.
Following Vera's slight scolding, a huge fireball roared out from the end of the staff.
It tore through the air, emitted dazzling light in the night sky, made a sharp whistle, and rolled forward.
Due to its speed, the fireball almost turned into an ellipsoid. At the same time, small burning firelights continued to fall off the sphere, shining like stars at night.
From a distance, it looks like a huge meteor, dragging a long tail.
Extremely gorgeous and moving.
"Wildfire Meteor~!"
When the black magician saw this, his hands and feet were numb with fear.
According to the records of the Millennium War, this is an advanced spell that only great magicians have. And the target is usually an undead magician.
This spell usually takes a long time to be condensed by a great magician, and one shot can drain almost all of a great magician's mana.
Its power is not inferior to that of a small magic cannon, because this spell is fast and difficult to dodge. Every time it is shot, an undead magician will fall down gorgeously.
I didn't expect that I, a mere mid-level dark mage, could enjoy such high-level treatment.
In despair, he flew upwards desperately, regardless of whether his mana would be exhausted.
He vaguely remembered that the records of the Thousand Year War said that only in this way could he barely avoid the killing range of that spell.
At this time, he saw that the meteor was flying towards him, only about fifty steps away from him.
Immediately afterwards, the meteor exploded and turned into more than a hundred fist-sized meteors, covering an area of more than 20 square meters in front.
Like a big airtight net, it flew over.
The black magician saw those meteors and fireballs grazing the soles of his feet and whizzing past. He let out a long breath and thought to himself: It's safe. The guy behind him probably doesn't have any magic power anymore.
At this time, he was vaguely grateful that he had been neglecting his duties in the Dark Academy and secretly watching those ruined people.
If I hadn't read those pornographic and violent novels, how would I have known how to avoid the 'Wildfire Meteor'? How could I have avoided this fatal blow? It was no use reading so many books under the covers.
It's still somewhat useful.
At this moment, he heard the sharp sound of wind above his head. He looked up involuntarily and saw countless ice cones in the sky speeding down toward him.
The tip of the ice pick was shiny and sharp, and it was so cold that it formed a dense cloud of ice, leaving no room for dodge.
The ice pick instantly expanded in his sight, and finally his frightened pupils were filled with the reflection of the ice pick.
Then, everyone heard a shrill scream. Along with a rain of blood, a black dot slowly fell from the sky.
Vera killed four escaping dark mages in a row. Although this is a long story, it happened in the blink of an eye.
The first dark mage fell to the ground, everyone shrank their necks, and the two dark mage screamed and fell down.
Just as everyone screamed in surprise, the third dark mage had already fallen down.
The eyes of everyone watching the battle below had just moved to the place where the third dark mage fell, and the sound of meteor explosions could be heard in the sky.
When they quickly raised their heads to see what was going on, they saw the dark mage screaming and falling from the sky.
This battle between magicians that took place in the sky was extremely exciting, and everyone who watched it was dizzy and dazzled.
These workers and soldiers on the ground had seen battles between mages. Even when the battle ended, everyone still didn't understand what happened. They just knew that there were only two people left in the sky.
That blue-haired young girl.
A gust of night wind blows, blowing her full head of blue hair. Against the backdrop of the towering fire next to her, she looks like a goddess, standing high above, looking down at the people below her.
Everyone stared blankly for a long time, and then withdrew their gaze.
At this time, they saw the enemy on the opposite side.
When they saw each other's similarly demented expressions, they were all stunned, and then they remembered that they were still fighting just now.
After all, being an ordinary person is too insignificant in front of these magicians.
Seeing those powerful spells and the aloof mages, they couldn't help but forget about the enemies in front of them.
However, everyone suddenly woke up when they saw the weapons in their hands and the blood on them. This battle was still not over yet.
The workers immediately burst into a burst of enthusiastic cheers, then opened their blood-red eyes, gritted their teeth, waved the sticks, shovels and picks in their hands, and rushed towards the legion. They knew that the time for revenge had come.
At this point in the war, even a pig knows that the general situation of the legion's side is gone.
War is about courage and morale.
When you become bolder, it's like taking chicken blood or heroin. Once you get high, even if you are alone, you dare to take the head of an admiral in a crowd of thousands of people.
But if the courage is weak, even if there are 10,000 people, they will be chased around like rabbits by a dog, and they will not even have the courage to turn around and face the enemy. 'When the wind roars and the cranes roar, the grass and trees are all in arms'. This is where the idiom comes from.
When the soldiers saw that all the dark mages had been killed, they had lost their biggest trump card, and the legions in front of them had been wiped out by the revolting workers. The remaining soldiers immediately threw away their weapons and hurriedly
and fled backwards.
The officers beat and cursed these deserters.
But the chaos was like a drop of oil dripping into the water, and it expanded instantly. As long as one person turned around and ran away, a group of people would immediately follow him to escape. No matter how hard the officers tried, they could not stop the soldiers from escaping.
The more alert officers immediately threw away the weapons in their hands, turned around and fled backwards with the deserters.
Some of the more upright officers gnashed their teeth, cursed, waved the knives in their hands, and chopped down several fleeing soldiers. They wanted to reorganize the organization with iron-blooded tactics.
But at this time, the workers roared and roared, rolling up like a tide. In an instant, everyone was drowned.
Those legionnaires didn't even make a splash. Only the workers were left roaring and roaring.
"For freedom~!"
"Blood debt must be paid with blood~!"
"Let those nobles and their henchmen shed all their dirty blood~!"
The sound was like thunder and lightning, reaching into the sky and resounding throughout the land.
They roared angrily and rushed past the legion's position like a group of ruthless army ants, leaving only a mess of broken limbs and bloody flesh.
But these workers still did not give up. After they rushed over, they immediately reorganized their troops and turned back again.
The last remaining legion had just taken advantage of its friendly forces to capture the hatred of the workers, and had already begun to turn back secretly, planning to escape en masse while the friendly forces and the enemy were engaged in a bloody battle.
The officers commanding the legion have already thought about it. When they escape, they will report to the superior marshal that it is not that our army has failed, but that the enemy is too powerful and too cunning. After our army fights desperately, behead them.
After defeating tens of thousands of enemies, the legion on the front collapsed first, resulting in a complete defeat.
Originally we were going to take the rear, but the friendly troops shouted wildly: "Brothers, you retreat first, I will take the lead."
Then he rushed forward regardless of his own safety and started a bloody fight with the enemy who had an absolute advantage.
What kind of spirit do they have?
This is the spirit of self-sacrifice for others, a great and selfless spirit, and a spirit that can be sung and lamented. Although they have left, they have not died, but will live in our hearts forever.
We should give each of them a medal worth a ton.
Although we really want to go back and fight the enemy in a bloody battle and fight side by side with our brothers, in order to prevent the blood of the warriors from being shed in vain, we can only endure the heartache, tears, and the idea of "avenging our friendly forces."
Firm belief, temporarily transferred.
But please don't worry, senior leaders at the top. After all, we have gone through life and death together with our brothers in the friendly forces and fought side by side. We are as close as a family.
So we will definitely take good care of the families of those friendly troops~!
Finally, I'll ask someone to call me a beast or something, and write two paragraphs about the sky weeping and the blue sea full of sadness, to stir up emotion and trick the common people into crying, and maybe they'll get over it.
Anyway, the top commander who was most responsible for the entire battle has been beheaded, and the primary responsibility does not lie with them, the battlefield officers.
But even though the commander had his own plan, he never expected that the friendly forces would be so unsatisfactory that they were wiped out in less than five minutes.
He was so angry that he almost fainted. He kept yelling at the friendly commander for being a loser.
You must know that it is a full army, not to mention so many people, there are so many pigs, and it will take most of the day for tens of thousands of workers to catch them.
Now, like a chicken under the giant's feet, it was flattened with one foot. Just as he was about to retreat, everyone on the other side was destroyed.
He saw that the formation of the workers was a little scattered after killing the friendly troops. At that time, he thought about commanding his men to rush over and take a risk to see if he could kill all the workers. It was hard to run now anyway.
Maybe a miracle will happen and he can make a comeback.
But the officers under his command resolutely disobeyed.
One veteran officer even jumped on his feet and yelled: Your grandson, has your brain been gnawed by a pig?
A mere five thousand soldiers had to face tens of thousands of laborers who were like mad dogs.
Moreover, they also have the secret support of the Rangers equipped with powerful firepower such as explosive crystals. They are very motherly and specialize in doing evil things from behind.
How do you calculate this account? If you can't count with just your fingers, take off your shoes and count your toes to see if we have any chance of winning.
You sit in the back and take command, and you can't even wipe off your oily skin. The brothers on the front line are working hard with their heads tied to their belts.
There are tens of thousands of workers across the street. Listen clearly, there are tens of thousands!
Besides, even if your brain has been gnawed by a pig and you can't count, your eyes are also blind? Didn't you see that there is a magician in the sky?
That girl defeated four dark mages in the blink of an eye. It was as easy as eating bean sprouts, and they were cold bean sprouts.
When the big fireball she just blasted down, how many of us can survive?
If you want to die, just rush over alone with a knife. We won't accompany you. If you continue to quarrel and chatter nonsense, the elders will kill you with one knife and then rise up too.
Although these words are extremely presumptuous, they also illustrate the strong determination of these soldiers to be 'peace-loving'.
In order to save his own life, the ordering soldier immediately reported all those words to his commander without saying a single word, without even the most basic cover-up or embellishment.
The commander knew that public anger was hard to offend, and if he persisted, he would definitely be chopped off by those who were eager to escape. He let out a long sigh and commanded his men to start retreating.
It now seems that this determination was made too late. If we had started to retreat when the frontal legion was destroyed, we might have been able to escape unscathed.
While he was thinking about it, he watched the workers coming towards him with ferocious faces. He immediately ordered the soldiers to disperse and flee. Then he left the legion's battle flag in place and led his personal guards to retreat.
The horse gallops.
But he couldn't escape far.
Due to the requirement of confidentiality, the entire camp is hidden in the valley, and there is only one passage in and out. As long as it is blocked, no matter how many circles you make in the valley, you can avoid the rebellious workers for a while, but in the end they will flee.
Not going out.
And that passage has long been blocked by workers.
They knew that it was impossible to completely seal the passage and prevent the soldiers from escaping with just manpower. Therefore, these ruffians randomly found some wood, threw it on the road, and then set a fire
, and then set the barracks on both sides on fire together.
In this way, it can not only completely prevent the officers and soldiers from escaping, but also drive out the cowards who are afraid of death and hide in the barracks like mice, forcing them to join the battle.