Book Four Chaos Chapter Sixty-Seven War Continuation
Countless blood flowers, fragments of clothes, and fragments of skin mixed with back skin instantly scattered around the person like fireworks.
This was not the effect of the fireball that made him rise suddenly. The body of the man who fired the fireball at his back also had a glow of fighting spirit. The impact of the explosion only changed his body position and did not affect his body.
He caused no actual damage. This was all because the arrow passed under him, that is, behind his back.
The arrow itself was two or three meters away from him, and the white light around the arrow just happened to graze his back. The body that could not even be damaged by the explosion instantly collapsed in the huge roar of the white arrow, like broken flakes.
Generally, they fly away and scatter. If the person's position is one inch closer, or if the trajectory of the arrow can rise another inch, then the person's entire back will be torn to pieces like a bipedal flying dragon.
But even by such an inch, the man was only injured, not dead. Moreover, he successfully dodged this time instead of parrying, so he still had the power to strike. At this moment, the relationship between active and passive was completely reversed.
A green fireball instantly formed in his hand and headed towards the exhausted Temple Knight.
Welski did not panic even under the extreme shock. Although he was exhausted by the full-strength arrow, that was just him, and the gryphon under him did not. Although the high speed of this fireball
It was fast enough, but at least it was much slower than the arrow he shot. After all, it was a distance of more than a hundred meters. He clamped his legs and the griffon flapped its wings and hid away.
But just when the gryphon flapped its wings and moved, two green fireballs appeared in the man's hands at the same time. He shouted, and with a wave of his hand, the two fireballs took off and came towards Wellskai.
Even if the fireball is a low-level magic, it is difficult for even the magician to complete three consecutive shots in such an instant, but this is not what surprised the temple knight the most. What surprised him was that the green fireballs fired in the second were not in a straight line.
Instead of coming towards him, they drew an arc in the air and shot at him from two different angles. This was exactly the same as the arc-shaped arrow he shot just now.
Both fireballs were spinning rapidly. The high-speed rotation and the force of the shots caused the balls to bend slightly, and the surrounding air also roared during the rapid rotation. Although this was pure magic, there was no mention of Will on it.
Skye's arrows are also attached with fighting spirit, but the arc caused by the rotation of the ball itself is far larger and more perfect than his arrow just now. The two fireball centers flew in opposite directions and at opposite angles towards the same point.
Go, and this point is also the location of the griffon.
Welski had to admit that this was indeed an extremely difficult opponent. Whether it was adaptability, tactics or skills, he was at a first-class level, and he could actually push himself into such an almost desperate situation with a strength that was not as good as his own. He is now
Neither the fighting spirit in the body nor the strength of the muscles can shoot out the magic-breaking arrows to resist the green fireball. If the fireball that strikes left and right suddenly changes direction and dodges in such a movement, it must be that he is riding a fly instead of a gryphon.
So he could neither hide nor resist. The only thing he could do was to escape.
The judgment and decisiveness of the Temple Knight made Wilsky go from being surprised to judging the situation to finally turning over and escaping. It only took a blink of an eye. But just like this, he fell straight down from the back of the gryphon, but he couldn't fall out.
Four or five meters away, the two fireballs hit the gryphon accurately.
There was a muffled bang. The griffin didn't even have time to scream. Its huge body was melted and eroded in an instant like it was made of wax in the green flames. The green flames and the unique corpse odor of necromancy magic were like
It spread in all directions like a wave, and the speed of this spread was even faster than the falling speed of the Temple Knight.
Wilsky sighed, raised his left arm and used the Holy Guardian Shield. Although he couldn't control the shield to protect a space as big as himself and the gryphon, he could still protect only the top of himself. Then
A layer of crystal white light shield appeared in time. It could barely withstand the green flames that surged downward.
At this time, the Quanwu arrow that was shot just now finally hit the trees below at a place that was almost beyond the sight range. Countless thick trees broke and fell like weeds under a sickle. This arrow actually hit the trees.
A trajectory was plowed out in the middle.
After activating the Feather Falling Technique attached to the radiant armor, Welski looked at the opponent who was descending like him a hundred meters away, and could see that he was also looking at him, with the look in his eyes as if he was about to hunt prey.
It was fierce. Then the man took out the magic scroll from his arms, unfolded it, and the white thunder ball burst out and ran towards him.
The speed of the thunderous bomb released by this scroll was no different from the speed between the arrow and the fireball just now. In Welsky's eyes, it clearly flew along a trajectory towards the location where it landed.
.But he could only watch helplessly as this fatal little thing gradually flew closer. The green flames filling his head made it impossible for him to remove the protective shield, and he had no other way to change himself.
The position in the air may be to stop this thundering bomb. The only thing he can do is to twist his body in mid-air and use his back to meet the lightning ball.
Amidst the loud noise, the gryphon knights below couldn't help but look up in the air. They could just see Wellskai being blown away by the sudden explosion of lightning and air waves. The Temple Knight said
A large amount of blood spurted out all the way, and together with the green flames, it fell all over the sky like scattered fireworks.
His body was thrown away like a cannonball. Wilski felt that the bones and muscles on his back had all been mixed together, and his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs seemed to be rushing out of his throat together with blood. But he himself also
Understand that you are only injured, very seriously, but you will not die. If there is any armor in the world that can defend against such high-level magic attacks, then there is only this kind of earth magic armor blessed with holy power.
.The armor on his back only dented under such a huge impact and did not break.
But Wilsky knew that he had been defeated. No matter how advanced the healing magic on the Glory Armor was for such an injury, he could no longer pull the golden bow. The explosion even blew him hundreds of meters away.
, he didn’t even know if he would be able to stand up again after landing and rush to the battlefield over there.
In the trees over there, griffins screamed incessantly. Suddenly, further away, a huge scream that was not inferior to the explosion of the thunderball just erupted in vain, like a tsunami, destroying all the people in the forest.
The sound was drowned and dispersed. Just by the volume, you can tell that this huge howl does not come from the mouth of a human being. And the listener can feel the pain and anger contained in this sound. More just
Bloodthirsty rage and bestiality.
Only the sound of gold and iron clashing stood out for a moment in the roar, and then an object broke through the trees and flew into the air.
Welski was the furthest away from there, but only his eyesight could clearly see that what was flying into the air was a huge war gun. The gun was covered with traces of huge impacts and slashes, and even the war gun
The shapes have been completely distorted.
Of course Wilski knew who the gun belonged to, and he also vaguely realized what it meant for the weapon to fly into the air. Anxiety, anger, and sadness surged into his heart like a tide. At this time, he fell on a big tree.
On the trunk of the tree, as soon as he stepped on something real, his chest suddenly surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably from his throat. At the same time, his consciousness became confused and dim. He turned over and rolled off the opposite branch and fell to the ground. Nothing happened.
I no longer know.
I don't know how long it took before Wilsky slowly regained consciousness and opened his eyes.
What came into view was the top of a tent, and the dim firelight swayed and illuminated the huge griffin statue on the tent. It was already night, and this seemed to be the commanding tent of the Erathian army.
"Sir, you're awake." A voice sounded from the side. Wilsky turned his head with difficulty and saw that it was the young Templar Javi.
"Where is Edric?" Wilski asked. The heartbreaking pain on his back made him understand that this was not a dream or some kind of paradise.
Jia Weihuo shook his head, sighed and said: "I'm sorry, we arrived too late... Lord Edric's body has been returned, but the glorious armor has been taken away by the group of orcs."
Wilsky felt that anger and sadness seemed to penetrate his body like a red-hot sword. Even every muscle and bone could feel the sharp and hot pain. His body and expression could not bear it.
He was twitching uncontrollably.
Javi was silent for a moment and continued: "Just now news came from the troops of the Kingdom of Judah in the north... Lord Christine and Division Jenny have also been killed..."
"What?" Wilsky jumped up from the bed, but then fell down again, blood oozing from the bandage on his back. He could no longer feel the weakness and pain in his body, and he still wanted to struggle.
When I got up, the muscles and facial features on my face were all distorted out of control. "How is this possible? What is going on?"
"The two of them were also lured out of the army by the orcs, and each led a small team to pursue him...but they were ambushed. According to those who escaped, the person who killed Lord Christine was just a man with bare hands.
It must be Gru. There is no one on Master Baijane's side who survived, but judging from the traces left by countless magic explosions on the battlefield, it may be Cedros."
"This place is nearly a thousand miles away from Oufu. As the leaders of Oufu, how could the two of them come to the coalition army alone?"
"The strategy and tactics from the beginning were to find ways to lure these adults out of the army. The two leaders of Ouf went to the front line to set up an ambush. This seemed to be a trap specially designed to target several temple knights.
It’s about being determined to achieve something.”
"It turns out it's just as you expected, we were all too careless." Wilsky sighed and closed his eyes. The extreme anger and sadness were finally withstood by his steely will and nerves, but in exchange
There was a feeling of complete powerlessness and exhaustion. "Even though His Majesty the Pope and Sir Lancelot specifically warned us, we were still careless."
There was no movement on the face of the young Templar, neither joy nor worry. He just nodded and said lightly: "The strategy adopted by Oufu before to show the enemy weakness will not affect the few adults, but
The coalition forces were confused. At that time, the morale was low. The adults were actually forced to attack. However...the adults were indeed a little careless. If they could each carry a few top-level magic scrolls,
, maybe... the situation can be better..."
Wilsky was silent for a moment and sighed sadly: "That's true. We were careless."
Although top-level magic scrolls are extremely valuable items for ordinary warriors or magicians, they are nothing to Celeste. But almost every temple knight will not wear these items.
Each of them relied on their superb martial arts and practical combat to reach this extreme position of warriors. However, they need to carry magic scrolls, magic props and other things with them at all times. This is something only a novice like Talis can do.
, in their eyes, it even looks a bit childlike and ridiculous.
But at this point, in the end, the self-esteem of warriors like them seems pathetic. If he can have the same magic scroll in the sky as his opponent, he will win without a doubt. In the magic scroll stored in the Glory Castle, thunderstorms
Bullets can only be regarded as quite low-grade things. And if Adric can also carry a magic scroll with him, then... Wilsky felt his chest twitching and didn't think about it any further, because it would be in vain to think about it again.
Warrior Javi said: "I have submitted a report to His Majesty the Pope and Sir Lancelot. The losses this time are too great for us, so I suggest... that the command of all troops be transferred back to the countries of each country."
Generals."
"Why?" Wilsky asked. "They are leading the armies of each country, and they are too concerned about underestimating the enemy. Once they are allowed to act randomly, they will definitely march forward and fight on their own. Give Oufu an opportunity to take advantage of it.
That’s all.”
"This loss reflects our major strategic disadvantage. This is the result of the confusion of command authority. In addition, we know too little about Eufu, because it is completely impossible to place spies there, so we
It can be said that I know almost nothing about them. According to the report, Gru used a teleportation scroll to leave after killing Lord Christine. The surviving gryphon knights here also saw the location where Lord Edric died.
There used to be the blue light of the teleportation scroll nearby. It seems... maybe Oufu has established his own teleportation magic circle. After all, they are very close to the Sandface Mountains. It is very convenient to obtain the Star Eyes and Star Fragments."
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"What is more unknown is their combat effectiveness and the tactics they can adopt. For example, a bipedal flying dragon paired with a dwarf's refined ballistae can completely suppress griffins from a long distance like this. Orcs' individual combat skills are different from humans.
The combat methods that can be used are different from those of conventional troops. Ofu is a better tactician and strategist. All the previous combat experience may not be used, and may become a shackles in thinking. So if we want to win, at least
We must test it and let Ofu expose his own fighting style and combat capabilities."
"Your intention in handing command back to them is to let them test it?"
"It's not just that. The death of the three adults this time has reduced our prestige in the coalition forces to the lowest point. The next command will only be more difficult. Instead of reluctantly holding on to the command, it is better to let them have autonomy.
Action. When they have suffered enough and discovered that Ofu is not as easy to deal with as they imagined, it will be easier for us to approach again."
"Have you suffered enough? How much suffering? Thirty thousand soldiers killed? Or 50,000 soldiers?" Wilsky looked at Warrior Javi. Although he was weak, his eyes were still sharp. "You plan to let tens of thousands of people who were originally fighting for the master
A soldier who fights for glory goes to die just for the sake of temptation?”
"Since it is a war, there will be no immortals. And in my opinion, this is indeed the most effective method now." The young templar replied quietly, his face as calm as a sculpture under the dim firelight. "
Sir, please rest assured that the coalition forces have experienced hundreds of battles. After all, the coalition forces have a total of 100,000 troops, and Oufu only has a few thousand troops, so no matter what the loss, they will not be completely defeated. After these defeats, their
Only then will you restrain your impetuous spirit and underestimate the enemy, and will you truly obey Celeste's command."
"No matter what, I won't agree to your suggestion." Wilsky snorted and shook his head. Although he knew that this might indeed be a solution, he couldn't accept it.
Warrior Javi shrugged and said, "I'm just informing you as usual. As for the report of this suggestion, I have already sent someone to Celeste..."
Wilski said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty will not agree to it. There must be other ways."
Warrior Javi said nothing more, just gave a salute and exited the tent.
Ten days later, Celeste's order finally came. His Majesty the Pope ordered that all the Temple Knights in the coalition army should return to Celeste, and the command of all troops should be returned to the generals of each country.