Since ancient times, Fran's battles have been based on swift spells combined with violent warriors. Magic adjusted to emphasize speed rather than power. Focusing on practicality is the common feature of the undead team's magic.
The well-known Flan Magic is easy to use, so many people learn it.
However, the years have changed, and by the time Ashes reorganized the Fortress of France, there were no magicians left.
But now, the Dragon Academy has trained a group of passable mages from the past, allowing the past battles of the French Undead Team to be recreated.
Geralt's charge sounded the clarion call for battle, and he took the lead into the enemy formation carrying a large scimitar.
Wanda recalled the cooperative tactics taught by Constantine before: ‘Smash the French arrows at the place where Geralt and the enemy are the most’.
Seeing the rain of arrows, everyone looked at Wanda with dumbfounded eyes, wondering if she had received some order from Constantine to kill people.
However, under the rain of arrows in the blue sky, Geralt raised the scimitar and placed it horizontally in front of him, then twisted his body slightly, and with the help of the inertial force that restored the original posture, he started spinning.
If placed in an FPS game, Geralt's actions would definitely lead to friendly exchanges with a large number of good brothers.
But now, what is displayed in front of everyone is excellent fighting skills.
The spinning slash moved the surrounding air, and the split air lingered around Geralt. When the arrow rain fell on Geralt, the direction of the unrivaled inertia was changed, following Geralt's spinning, towards
Shooting at the place he chooses.
At this moment, Geralt really started to spin, and the rain of French arrows guided by him hit every remaining enemy accurately like a cheat.
The people who were preparing to fight with Geralt slowly stopped in their tracks, watching blankly as the number of enemies gradually decreased, and began to doubt their purpose.
The simultaneous output of Geralt and the mage can kill almost all enemies, so why do they need them?
Modu looked at the students who had stopped and said angrily: "Move! Do you think this is the only group of enemies?"
He took care of these students, but looking at their frightened appearance on the battlefield, Modu really couldn't figure out how to take care of these children.
After Geralt finished cleaning up, the mystics gradually occupied the main position and surrounded the former temple location, carefully guarding against the incoming enemies.
The mystics condensed the Ring of Lagogador and the Shield of Seraphim in their hands. The magic shield shining with orange-red light was a necessary spell for them in battle.
Since joining the Dragon Academy, the cost of magic for mystics has been rewritten. They can study soul spells to improve themselves and use their own power to condense spells.
However, the debts owed in the past still have to be repaid, except like Gu Yi, who beat the creditor three hundred times and let the creditor take the initiative to cancel it.
Fortunately, this kind of payment has already been made by Ancient One's teacher Agamotto, who has transformed the return of past souls into magic payment, and only requires everyone to repay the loan for 50 years.
The students followed the mystics stupidly. Although the Dragon Academy taught magic, the education method made them accustomed to fighting alone. Only Fran was involved in this kind of cooperative fighting.
Modu sighed and arranged for the students to enter the position, asking them to spread out and follow the mystic mage. A mystic mage can take care of two or three students, so he should be able to take care of it...
"Attention, the first wave of evil spirits is coming!"
For those mystics who have experienced many battles, this kind of reminder is not necessary at all. It is just those students who are still unclear about the situation and they need a little reminder.
The mystics raised their shields and looked carefully at the center, where various creatures from hell would usually appear one after another until someone sealed the area.
But not today. This is the closest place to hell. It only requires a little strength to freely break through the two dimensions. Usually this place is controlled by Mephisto, so it is still controllable.
But it's different now. Mephisto's human body has returned to hell during that lightning bombing, and this place has become a place of hell's counterattack and revenge.
Sure enough, not long after Modu finished speaking, the lemure demons from hell appeared one after another, like a tsunami passing through, rushing towards the mages' defense line.
"Pay attention to the impact! Prepare to release..."
Before Modu finished speaking, fireballs had already shot out from the hands of the students who had entered the state.
Like bombers passing through the border, those fireballs exploded among the lemure demons, clearing open areas one after another.
Modu looked at the scene in front of him in stunned silence. Originally, he wanted to release the magic whip and use the magic weapon to protect the people behind him, but the students behind him taught him a lesson.
Modu looked at the student next to him. He was holding a handaxe in one hand and throwing fireballs with spell fire in the other. His proficiency had exceeded that of the mages he had trained in Kathmandu before.
Grant threw fireballs and bombarded the distance. He turned around and hacked to death a close lemure with his axe. Seeing the unmoved Mordo next to him, Grant asked: "Mage? Is there any problem?"
"No. Well done!"
Modu has always been skeptical about Dragon Academy's spells. After all, what he has learned over the years has become reference content in the face of another system.
So even though there was a medium that could release spells and magic, Mordo still stubbornly used the hanging ring.
However, studying at Dragon Academy and having an ideological impact made his original stubbornness begin to waver, and there were fewer and fewer mages who shared his persistence.
This battle is what Modo believes is a battle to rectify his name. He wants to prove through actions that the mystic is the most suitable to protect the earth.
However, the scene just now made him change his mind. Since he can attack, why must he defend so hard?
'Perhaps the spells taught by the ancient master are all close combat?'
The sudden thought that came to his mind made Modo shake his head violently and throw the offensive thought out of his mind.
At this moment, Modu looked around. Both the mystics and the students were fighting side by side. Some of the mystics even threw fireballs with great accuracy.
Mordo watched helplessly as Casillas gave up the Shield of Seraphim, holding the Holy Sword of Emperor Weishan in one hand and the Soul Sword in the other, causing the surrounding audience to exclaim.
Seeing such behavior, Modu became a little unhappy and silently took out the modified dragon emblem ring.
The battle in the outside world only came from the defense with the mages, and Geralt alone attacked into hell.
The dark-faced Mephisto sensed this uninvited guest immediately. After commanding more hell creatures to cross the dimensional barrier, he appeared behind Geralt.
"It's you! How dare you come to my territory!"
Seeing Geralt, Mephisto remembered that the last time someone cut off the earth channel of Vanaheim, that was his alternative dimension world, and he just lost it.
Mephisto gradually became excited and said: "I will make you into a throne and use your head to decorate my palace!"