Dozens of flaming meteors hit the surrounding area of Silt Town one after another. The collapsed and burning houses formed a circle, trapping the people of the Golden Group inside.
This is because Witte deliberately controlled the range of the drop to prevent a person from the Golden Group from escaping.
The archers on the roof saw a circle of fire and knew something was wrong, so they all climbed down and prepared to escape.
Due to the obstruction of street corners and houses, the soldiers on the ground only knew that the sky turned red and then there were explosions and fires everywhere outside. Some people wanted to escape, but some people became more ferocious and wanted to kill Werther.
"Ah!"
"The fifth team forms a formation and charges!"
"Kill!"
"Archers prepare, where are the archers?"
Now Werther is still using the Dark Sisters to kill enemies. The medicine given by Tyene is very effective, and Werther is waiting for the magic power to return.
Werther's clothes were already stained with blood, so he simply tore them off, revealing his tight muscles. It may be due to the Tyene potion, and the skin all over Werther's body began to turn red.
The people of the Baratheon family are all tall, tall and long-armed, and Veidt has life, endurance and strength far beyond ordinary people. The Dark Sisters wave at night and bring out a series of afterimages with arcs, taking away several people every time.
Soldier's life.
There were constant screams and shouts in the streets. The soldiers in front died, but the soldiers behind could not see them and were still shouting and rushing forward.
Close combat can cause adrenaline to surge, and even make people lose their minds with excitement.
"Kill the Baratheon bastard!"
Werther grabbed a soldier's leg, swung him up and used his body as a shield. The members of the Golden Company slashed his body with several swords, causing him to scream loudly in pain.
Werther threw his body flat, grabbed his legs and pushed him hard. With a click, his leg bones couldn't bear the force and were broken. At the same time, his body was also shocked by the transmitted force, and his body bent and bounced.
He fell on several soldiers and pushed them to the ground. The shield man's body became soft and he vomited blood.
Once you fall to the ground in this kind of chaos, if you don't get up in time, you will only be trampled to death.
Not long after, all that was left of the shield man in his hand was a section of his calf.
Throwing his leg into the pile of soldiers, an arrow pierced his shoulder again. The two defensive magics removed most of the force, and the arrow only penetrated the shoulder less than 1 centimeter. He reached out to pull out the arrow, and Werther was gradually aroused.
He has become ferocious, and now he only wants to kill the enemy and does not consider defense at all.
The magic on the Dark Sisters' sword has also changed from lightning to flame, and the hot sword body cuts into the armor with less effort.
"Ha!" While slashing horizontally from left to right, Witte suddenly changed his move and made a heavy vertical slash, directly splitting the soldier on the opposite side in half from the middle. He turned from defense to offense and gradually started to kill into the crowd.<
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There was a large pile of corpses on the ground, and all kinds of internal organs and blood on the ground filled the entire street. Werther's body and hair were covered in blood, both from his enemies and from his own.
There were flames in the distance, and in the narrow street nearby, soldiers covered in blood stood on a pile of corpses, with black hair and flaming swords shaking, one person facing off against hundreds of soldiers.
The magic power had been restored, and Werther threw an explosive fireball into the crowd, causing his limbs and arms to fly across the sky, creating a space.
"You will all die today!"
Werther thrust the flame-burning Dark Sister into the ground at his feet.
"Ah~~~"
His hands began to gather magic power. This was released in a crowd. Witte gathered magic power faster than normal spell casting. The magic power flowed quickly on the body surface, turning into white and violent magic energy that converged on his hands, leaving behind traces when it brushed against his body.
The blood stains made Werther cry out in pain.
A strong wind began to blow on the street. When the soldiers of the Golden Regiment saw Witte casting spells on the spot, they wanted to run over and kill Witte. However, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the debris and dust on the street had already been blown up and scattered around.
It makes them unable to open their eyes.
"Ha!" Werther's magic was ready and released with all its strength.
The strong wind turned into a whirlwind, with Werther as the center and began to howl violently. The whirlwind was also mixed with a few ice crystals. The soldiers close to Werther had been swept into the air. They threw weapons at Werther, and the archers in the distance also shot arrows.
, but they were all caught up in the whirlwind and could not hurt Werther at all.
The magic used by Witte was originally of the ice type, but this time the wind attribute was strengthened and the ice attribute was reduced to a minimum in order to achieve a larger range and stronger wind speed. The attack power of the ice crystals was much smaller, but the debris in the city was more
If there are many, getting caught in a whirlwind can have a similar effect.
Ice crystals, weapons, and rolled up debris rotated at high speed in the whirlwind. Hitting a person was no different from being stabbed. The person involved died quickly, and blood was drawn out in circles in the air.
Circle of blood lines.
The people in the Golden Group saw that Witte was still casting spells in the center of the cyclone. The wind force of the cyclone was gradually expanding, and the scope was also increasing.
Weapons that could not be used at close range were useless. The whirlwind like a meat grinder was still expanding. The morale of the remaining few hundred people in the Golden Company completely collapsed and they all began to run away.
"Can you run away?" Werther continued to output magic power.
Soon the people of the Golden Group discovered that the area outside Silt Town was already a sea of ruins and fire. It was not easy to walk through the ruins, let alone the burning ruins. If you want to go over, you will definitely die.
The cyclone quickly turned into a storm with a radius of more than 100 meters. Roof tiles within the scope of the storm were blown away and rolled up. Then the walls collapsed, and countless pieces of furniture and debris were also swept into the storm.
The people in Braavos have just watched a meteor shower and have not yet recovered from the shock. Now there is a strange storm in Silt Town, mixed with various debris and raging in the city.
People in the whole city began to riot, and even the city guard was unable to control it, and even began to flee. Countless ships and small boats in the sea began to set sail, escaping from Braavos.
The storm continued to expand, rising several hundred meters higher and approaching the sea of fire outside Silt Town.
The flames were magic released by Werther, which ignited the wooden buildings and furniture that had been burning. Now that the storm was approaching, the flames began to be sucked into the storm.
The flames were attracted by the storm and gradually expanded their burning range inward. The flames began to spurt towards the center of the storm, and the storm also expanded its range. The people of the Golden Group were surrounded on both sides and fell into a desperate situation. Some people jumped into the sea of fire to escape, but they could not escape.
He fell to the ground after taking a few steps.
"Ah~~!" Witte used the last of his magic power, and the storm surged again, completely enveloping a circle of flaming ruins.
The magic flame and the storm have the same origin. They are both the magic power of Wert. When it comes into contact with the storm, it does not extinguish. Instead, it burns more and more fiercely in the storm. It also ignites the wooden debris in the storm. The entire Mud Town in southern Braavos is destroyed.
Caught in a fire storm.
The sky of Braavos was illuminated again, and a huge firestorm raged in the city. People saw that the clouds in the sky gradually began to rotate with the storm, and gradually formed another storm, with roaring thunder and lightning.
The storm began to rage. The fire storm on the ground and the thunder and lightning storm in the sky made Braavos really look like the end of the world.
The storm on the ground was controlled by Werther's magic, and the storm in the sky was a natural reaction. Werther looked at the sky, and he had never thought of such an effect before.
The fire storm in the distance is also mixed with countless debris.
There were a few wood fragments flying out of the storm, burning across the sky, as well as various human body parts, body fragments, gravel and rubble, all drawing an arc and falling into the city. Some landed in the sea, and some fell on the roof.
More buildings were set on fire.
The navy troops had already landed, but looking at the fire storm, they could only follow the remaining city guards to put out the fires. The scribes recorded everything that happened with trembling hands. Desperate cries came one after another in the city, praying to the gods of all walks of life.