High-level spells are very powerful. On a crowded battlefield, the lethality can only be described as terrifying. Moreover, high-level spellcasters have strong mental power and can accurately control spells to avoid accidentally injuring friendly forces.
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Of course, this situation cannot be completely avoided.
No matter how powerful a spellcaster is, even a legendary mage, when he uses a powerful spell corresponding to his level, he will inevitably inadvertently injure allies in the spell area.
In other words, most spells, such as the Great Sun Fireball, do not distinguish between friend and foe.
Under the sweep of high-level spells, both the Golden Alliance Army and the Dimo soldiers were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in a grinding mill unable to resist.
As long as you are hit by a high-level spell, it will basically only be a warrior or spellcaster with a relatively high level. If you react quickly, you may be able to leave the area with a high-level spell in advance, giving yourself a chance to survive for a longer period of time.
As for the lowest level soldiers, those soldiers who were no better than ordinary people except for being physically stronger could only resign themselves to their fate and leave their lives to the decision of the goddess of luck.
Fortunately, although the lethality of high-level spells is terrifying and astonishing, the range is still limited, and high-level spellcasters are limited by magic power and cannot cast high-level spells all the time. After the initial tsunami-like offensive passed, they began to gradually become medium or high-level spells.
Lower level spell attack to save mana.
In this way, if you zoom in on all the armies of both sides, you can see the exchange of fire between more than thirty high-ranking spellcasters. Although it caused horrific casualties to both armies in a very short period of time, as time went by,
With the passage of magic power and consumption, the rate of casualties has slowed down a lot.
But even so, mid-level or even low-level spells cast by high-ranking spellcasters are still far more powerful than spells cast by ordinary casters.
Garen was paying attention to the fierce battle situation, and his vision was almost filled with the radiance of spells.
The few real dragons are no longer pretending at all. At first, they were throwing some rubbish spells at each other in a perfunctory way. Now they are lined up in high altitude and hovering with the help of airflow, looking down at the fighting of the armies below.
In such a war, spellcasters are the strategic force of both sides and can shine the most dazzlingly.
At an altitude of several thousand meters, thanks to the wide field of view, Garen can clearly observe the advantages and disadvantages of both sides.
In his view, the wave belonging to the Golden Alliance Army advanced slowly but firmly as a mountain, gradually engulfing the Timo soldiers wearing light silver armor.
As Matthew said at the beginning, this is a final battle.
The people of the Golden Alliance Army expected that the other party would definitely have a certain ability to resist. After all, it was a kingdom with a thousand-year heritage. Even if it was decayed, there must be a certain heritage passed down.
But in the face of the huge gap in strength, these are just stubborn resistance.
The number of the Golden Alliance Army is about three times that of Timo's soldiers, their high-level combat power is about twice that, and there is also an almost invincible Archmage of the Nine-ring Illusion School.
With such a balance of power, if there were no accidents, no matter how stubbornly Timo resisted, he would not be able to escape the outcome of defeat.
As time went by, the sunset, which seemed to be intertwined with flames and blood, disappeared, replaced by the solemn and deep gloomy night.
It was a starless and moonless night, because it was autumn, and the cool night wind kept blowing by.
In the Great Plains of Baki, the sky should have been very dark, but at this time it was as bright as day because of the magical brilliance that burst out and bloomed almost all the time. The colorful magical auras intertwined together, forming a gorgeous and life-threatening scene.
Garen's eyes were lowered and he looked carefully at the high-ranking spellcasters on both sides.
Whether it was a high-ranking spellcaster from the Golden Alliance Army or Dimo, a lot of the magic power in the body was consumed at this time, less than half.
There was an unconcealable look of exhaustion in their eyes, and high-level spells had not appeared on the battlefield for more than half an hour.
However, although they all looked tired, the high-ranking spellcasters of the Golden Alliance Army were tired and excited, while Dimo looked tired and numb with a hint of loss.
Just because, although it was much dimmed under the night, the golden wave was still dazzling. At this time, it had approached the iron and stone defense line for less than two hundred meters.
Almost all the Timo soldiers who went out to meet the enemy were killed in the golden wave.
However, the Golden Alliance Army also suffered a lot of casualties, with its number reduced by a quarter.
Although it was the final battle, it was obviously not as relaxed and casual as Matthew said.
In other words, the ease they think is based on the fact that there is no loss of high-level combat power, and the lives of ordinary soldiers do not matter.
"However, why don't you retreat if you can't defeat it, and then defend it with the help of iron and stone defense lines?"
Garen had some doubts in his heart.
If the Dimo soldiers shrink back at the moment of disadvantage, focus on defense, and rely on the iron and stone defense line, they will definitely be able to hold on for a longer period of time and bring more casualties to the Golden Alliance Army.
But they didn't do that.
When the Timor soldiers left the iron and stone defense line to meet the enemy, the heavy door behind them had been tightly closed, as if directly cutting off their retreat.
The few Timo who remained above the iron and stone defense line were basically soldiers who wielded heavy crossbows, or spellcasters from various magic schools.
Such a desperate move almost wiped out all the Timor soldiers sent, but it also caused a lot of casualties to the Golden Alliance Army at once.
Blood dyed the earth red. The former green Baki Plains turned into blood here. None of the golden armors worn by the golden alliance soldiers were intact now, and they were stained with mottled blood. The blood was
The wind dried it and solidified on the armor, exuding a pungent fishy smell.
Garen looked down from high in the sky and felt that he saw a strange bloody pattern with scarlet in the gold.
He felt something was wrong.
"Tsk, these humans are really desperate. If they retreated while fighting, they wouldn't have died like this."
Lowell clicked his tongue in amazement, feeling strange about the behavior of the Timo soldiers to die.
The female red dragon nodded in agreement and said: "Humans have complicated thoughts and difficult to fathom their behavior. I would not be surprised by what kind of things they do."
Garen turned his eyes and wandered between Rowell and the female red dragon. He was surprised to find that the two guys were a little too close.
What happened? Wasn’t the female red dragon very resistant at first?
Because he had been paying attention to the changes in the situation on the battlefield below, Garen had no idea how Rowell got the female red dragon to change his mind.
At the same time, Rowell noticed Garen's probing eyes, raised his head proudly, and glanced at the female red dragon, introduced Garen to her, and said: "This is Lord Garen, with the title of Eternal Dragon. I
Object of allegiance.”
"I promised you before that the portal of the lava demiplane that you will enter with me is in the hands of Lord Garen."
Gallon:........................
Good guy.
He probably understood what happened.
Lowell told the female red dragon about the lava demiplane and invited it to enter together. Then the female red dragon couldn't resist the temptation and agreed to Lowell's courtship.
After all, the female red dragon has also reached the age of looking for a mate. Although Lowell's appearance is not as good as Galleon, it is not bad among red dragons, so the female red dragon reluctantly agreed.
"This is Gratha, my spouse."
Rowell raised his neck and laughed a few times, briefly introducing the female red dragon to Garen.
Immediately, Lowell hesitated for a moment and carefully asked Garen: "Sir, you won't prevent my spouse from entering the lava demiplane, right?"
Garen ignored the red dragon. He looked at Gresha and said slowly: "If you can do things for me like Rowell, I will give you the opportunity to enter with me."
"In the demiplane of lava, the treasure you get alone is yours, but the premise is that you must obey my orders and be loyal to me."
A look of hesitation appeared on Gresa's dragon face, and she began to think about Garen's words.
However, from Lowell's mouth, she already knew that Garen was not a silver dragon, but a powerful alien dragon whose true identity was unknown. Being able to make Rowell, a red dragon more powerful than her, loyal to him also proved from the side that the situation in front of her was
The strength of a giant silver dragon.
After thinking about it for a while, Gresha finally couldn't resist the temptation of the quasi-elementary planes of fire and earth. She lowered her head and swore allegiance to Garen.
However, the period of loyalty she swore was less than half that of Rowell, leaving herself with a way out.
At the same time, in the golden alliance army below, which was already approaching the city, Isaiah's body was levitated under a layer of white light, and he whispered to the remaining Dimo casters on the iron and stone defense line: "Everyone, the situation is so clear.
, do you still want to stubbornly resist?"
Silence, no one answered.
After a pause, she sighed and said: "We are both spellcasters pursuing the truth, and we all know how bumpy this road is. I don't want to embarrass you."
"Give up your resistance now and let me cast the forbidden magic spell on you. I can assure you that after the war is over, you will all be safe and sound, and then you can continue to explore the mysteries of the spell as a free body."