Book Four Chaos Chapter Thirty-one During the Great War
"Everyone, be careful." Just as Isis took out a scroll, several elf mages who felt the magic fluctuations shouted loudly. Although they did not know what scroll it was, the huge and weird magic fluctuations
It's no better than the flames of hell just now. "Everyone, shoot down that magician quickly."
This shout focused everyone's attention, and hundreds of archers around them immediately aimed at Isis. The thieves responsible for defense tightened the big shields in their hands and shrank their whole bodies behind.
Not even a hair was dared to be exposed. Six large shields immediately formed a watertight ring wall, tightly surrounding Isis.
Unfortunately, no arrows hit their shields. The elves have never had the habit of shooting shields. The shields used to protect cavalry and archers are indeed large enough and can be regarded as door panels, but the difference between them and door panels is
It is not a whole cuboid. In order to facilitate the CR underground to defend against cavalry charges, the bottom end is shrunk into a triangular tip. There is no way to put these switches together.
The six thieves screamed like slaughtered pigs. Nowhere on their bodies was injured, but their feet were full of arrows.
The six thieves immediately fell to the ground with screams. It was not because their willpower was not strong enough, but because their feet had completely lost the ability to stand, and the muscles inside had been cut open by the arrows.
As long as they can aim, the elven archers will shoot at the place where my tendons are connected.
Also falling to the ground was Isis, who also had a dozen arrows stuck in his feet. Fortunately, the thieves in front of him blocked him and prevented him from being killed directly.
At the same time as he fell, the long scroll in Isis' hand still opened.
The scroll was glowing. A surge of magic power surged out from the scroll and filled the surrounding air. Then with a bang, the entire scroll turned into debris in the sky. Everyone could feel a wave of waves emanating from their body and body.
It brushed across their faces. Many thieves and elves crouched down with their heads in their hands, waiting for the expected big explosion or other terrifying effects from the scroll.
But there was nothing, no explosion, not even a little light or other noise. What this scroll brought to the battle seemed to be just a brief pause caused by surprise.
The elf archer was stunned for a moment and immediately continued to shoot. In an instant, dozens more arrows came out of the bow. But these arrows that were supposed to shoot through the air now seemed to have turned into fluttering pieces of paper, feeble in the air.
After flying for a certain distance, it was carried down.
The elves were stunned, and someone immediately nocked an arrow and shot again. However, the arrow still flew so slowly and fell immediately after flying very far. The elves hurriedly checked the bows and arrows in their hands, but the bow was still tight.
Like new, the arrows are also intact. It seems that there is no problem anywhere, but all the arrows cannot shoot far.
The wasps the size of Massachusetts, which were flying in the air and making the thieves cry and howl, suddenly fell down one by one. The wings of these wasps were still flapping, but they could not flap fast no matter what, and they could not support themselves.
Body. In the blink of an eye, except for the unicorns that rushed into the group of thieves and the poisonous insects summoned by the elf mages on the ground, there was almost nothing that could cause harm to the thieves.
"The art of magic..." Isis fell to the ground. Although there were still a dozen arrows stuck in his calf, and his face was dripping with sweat and his facial features were twisted in pain, he still couldn't help but groan. But in this magic
Under the effect, his voice also sounded extremely strange, like a ball of cotton stuck in his throat.
This is an original magic that does not exist in the air magic system. The scope of this large-scale air magic is so wide that almost no magic can match it. The effect of this magic is also very unique. It has no lethality. It can even damage anyone and everyone.
Objects have no effect, the only thing that has an effect is the air.
Isis didn't know exactly how it affected the air. He didn't even know why the air had such a substance. He only knew from the description of the scroll and the feeling of magic fluctuations that after using this scroll, the air around him
The faster you move, the greater the resistance and stickiness you will experience. In other words, all long-range attacks within the range of this magic will be ineffective.
Silica's face was not as intoxicated as Isis. Ever since he got these scrolls, his calculations have been constantly changing, but no matter how they changed. All changes were based on surprise attacks with scrolls, but later
The unexpected incident made him change his plan. The man's arrogance made him intolerable, so he decided to let those few people control the elves alone first, while he would take advantage of the situation from the other side and use the scroll to catch all the elves gathered together.
But I don’t know why the elves didn’t seem to be attracted by the fighting over there, and the sneak attack he planned turned into the following encounter. The combat effectiveness and reaction of the elves made him completely give up on the plan to fully occupy Tularion.
,The key is that he has to use the scroll here.
This scroll is his real trump card, and it is also the basis for his plan to capture Tularion. Even if the attack is unfavorable, it is enough to escape. But using it so early and so quickly means that his actions should also be entered.
It's coming to an end. Not to mention looking for what the client confessed, even the original plan to kill the man for profit had to be abandoned.
The elves were not panicked. At this time, there were already twenty or thirty elf mages gathered around the thieves. The elf mages were chanting spells attentively. The grass on the ground grew crazily, and instantly turned into thorny vines.
The thief tied him tightly and strangled him to death.
There are more and bigger poisonous insects emerging from the trees in the grass. And these little things become more active with the increase of elf mages who are still coming after the magicians' spells. Seeing the thieves is like seeing the thieves who have not seen them for decades.
The food rushed toward them crazily, making weird squeaking sounds of excitement.
The thieves have always been very careful about these poisonous insects that look extremely dangerous, and do not dare to be bitten anyway, but they are immediately overwhelmed. One thief was finally bitten by a huge green and blue centipede on his upper foot and immediately screamed.
A scream. In fact, he was not in pain. The leg immediately lost any feeling. He was screaming in fear. Anyone who sees one of his legs becoming as thick as his waist will scream like that.
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There was a companion next to him who was very quick-witted. He swung the machete in his hand and immediately chopped off the leg that no longer looked like a leg. The blood spattered. But the blood was not just red, but had something like the centipede.
Blue and green.
This colorful blood splashed onto the hand of the helping companion, and the companion immediately let out a scream that was even more pitiful than the person who was bitten. The blisters on the hand seemed like the hand had just been thrown into boiling water.
Pass.
The spells of the elf mages did not stop, and the dozen or so trees began to move under the magic. They would soon turn into huge dead tree guards. At the same time, the number of unicorns coming here was also increasing. This
The big horned horses were even more difficult to deal with than lions and tigers. It would take at least a dozen thieves to deal with one. The little respite the thieves had because of the scroll disappeared in an instant.
But at this time, Isis, who was lying on the ground, also took out the second scroll at Silica's signal.
If the elven magicians were just surprised by the first scroll, then fear appeared on their faces as soon as this scroll was taken out. The huge magic fluctuations containing decay, darkness, and destruction made them instinctively feel disgusted
and fear. Two elf mages shouted: "Everyone, stay back for now."
But the air thickened by the first scroll slowed down the movements of all the elves, and before they could escape a few steps, the scroll was already opened.
This scroll seemed to be a strange Klein's Pot in the hands of Isis, and it also seemed to be a magic fountain. Waves of black magic continuously spurted out from it and overflowed. This black wave fell on the ground.
It spread quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the entire ground of the Fairyland, which was nearly a hundred meters in radius, was covered with a layer of black.
As soon as those poisonous insects that were as active as taking aphrodisiacs and bit the thieves and made them howl like ghosts came into contact with the black ripples here, they immediately stiffened and fell, then shrank to their original appearance, and finally turned into fly ash. Even the few green trees
The trees that became the deadwood guards also began to wither immediately. The elves who came into contact with this black ripple fell to the ground in pain, groaning freely and crawling forward feebly, hoping to try their best to escape from this black category.
It's painful to hear that there are still those elf mages. Only five or six can recite incantations and add a layer of green magic light to themselves, but they are still swaying. Most of them are just vomiting blood and lying on the ground.
Twitching. The power contained in this black ripple was completely inconsistent with their natural attributes. It directly messed up the magic power in their bodies.
Only the unicorns could still hold on, but they were also restless on the black ground, trying their best to break away from the surrounding thieves and rush outside.
Under the black ripples, the grass on the ground is withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. All vitality is slowly cut off and decayed in this blackness.
The thieves actually felt very uncomfortable. Their chests and abdomen felt as if they had drunk sewer water, and their heads felt as if they had stuffed a ball of smelly meat. But compared to the elves, they were completely incomparable.
This kind of black ripple has little effect on ordinary humans, and the thieves have already taken preventive measures under Silika's order. Before entering the barrier, each thief tied a small piece of rotten meat on his belly and ate it.
A piece went down.
The most energetic one was Silika. His body exuded a burst of red fighting spirit that was not affected at all in this black area. Although he knew that these two scrolls were specially designed to deal with the elves, he did not expect the effect.
It was actually good, so fast, not only immediate results but also immediate wealth. The elf that fell on the ground was the wealth. He yelled at his thieves: "Catch them, hurry up, pick up the beautiful ones for me."
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The thieves immediately swarmed towards the elves on the ground. Each of them had ropes prepared on their bodies. They grabbed any female elf on the ground and started to bundle them up.
"Dark necromancy magic, these guys are sent by the servants of darkness..." An elf elder standing on the edge of the black area created by the scroll was trembling all over, watching the situation inside helplessly and helplessly. Outside the area
More and more elves have gathered, but they can only stare at the situation inside. The scroll that affects the air has a very large range and cannot be shot, and casting spells has no effect on the dark area. The elf elders turned their heads.
Said to an elf: "Go quickly and invite the holy object and Elder Luya."
"Hurry up, just two of you can catch one." Silica was secretly frightened as she looked at the elves that began to gather densely outside the black thunder area. But as long as the magic is in effect, they don't have to worry at all. That
The magic range that affects the arrows is enough for them to leave a distance. With this black area, it will take some effort to resist the other elves who want to chase them. At worst, if they lose half of the manpower to resist, they should be able to bring dozens of beautiful elves with them.
Escaped.
Silica did not catch the elf herself, but walked up to an elf mage who was barely moving with a giant sword in both hands, and swung the sword. The elf mage screamed, his deformed body and brains splattered everywhere.
flew out.
The elves outside exclaimed in unison, and many elves even cried. Seeing these compatriots being caught and beaten like animals until their brains were splattered, but they were completely powerless outside, this was very difficult for the simple hearts of the elves.
It was indeed a bit too exciting.
Silica didn't have time to show any interest in this cry. He turned around and turned a half-dead elf mage on the ground into meat paste. These were all threats when escaping. He yelled at Isis: "This
How long can the magic last?"
"Three hours at most, the effect will definitely continue to weaken." Isis was still lying on the ground, still holding the scroll behind his back, and the black magic light on it was still shining. His appearance was also under the black light.
Like an eggplant battered by frost. “But I don’t know how long I can last.”
Hearing that it had been three hours, Silica secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She brought her giant sword closer and killed two more elf magicians. She said to Isis: "Don't worry, support me. If you support this magic scroll, I won't throw it away."
Come on, you have a chance to get your money."
When Silica walked to the next magician with a giant sword, covered in blood and brains, the elves outside were shouting and crying. At the same time, another loud shout came: "Stop."
Although the sound sounded a bit strange due to the change in the air, the murderous aura and power it contained was clearly not something that elves could possess. Silica looked up and immediately forgot to swing the giant sword she raised.
There were still figures running towards here. In addition to the elves, there were actually a few people among them. Silica could see those people clearly, so he was surprised, almost thinking that it was an illusion of the elves.