Full-time Mage's All-Fire Surrender

Chapter 236
In the sky thousands of meters above the ground, the cries of monsters and the roar of magic are connected together, and there are figures of humans and monsters fighting each other everywhere.

And at the top of the battlefield airspace, several figures faced the silver sky lord far away, and all of them exuded a terrible magical atmosphere.

They are the super-level mages who came to intercept the Silver Skylord. They are the highest combat power among the defense forces here, and each of them can wipe out a piece of low-level demons with a wave of their hands.

But now, due to the existence of the Silver Skylord, they have to gather together to restrain the Silver Skylord in the air on the battlefield, preventing the opponent from joining the battle group below and causing a devastating blow to the group of mages on their own.

After all, most of the beginner and middle-level mages in the fortress do not have the means to lift into the air, and can only deal with low-flying monsters.

If the group of high-level mages who took off into the air below were wiped out, then the remaining White Magic Falcons could bypass the low-altitude firepower nets arranged by the low-level mages in the fortress, drive straight in from high altitude, and invade the security world.

At the beginning, the Silver Skylord didn't move yet, but just watched the demons under his command coldly, fighting with the mages who took off to fight in the West Fortress.

Later, I don't know if wave after wave of reinforcements arrived, which brought a sense of crisis to it. Not long after the second wave of reinforcements from Ling Xiuyuan arrived, its whole body began to slowly exude a sense of ferocity. gas.

Not long after, it uttered a loud cry, its feathers exploded, and it had a tentative fight with them.

Subsequently, the two sides returned to their original positions again, forming a confrontational situation.

For various considerations, these ultra-level mages were also happy to stay with this beast in the sky, and they lived in peace.

After all, if they really wanted to fight to the death, even if they succeeded in defeating the flat-haired beast, they would still pay the price of the death of several mages.

On the battlefield below them, Ling Xiuyuan turned sideways to avoid the protruding claws of a white magic eagle, and took advantage of the situation to pinch the white magic eagle's neck.

As he exerted a little force with his fingers, he heard a crisp 'crack' sound, and the neck of the white magic eagle was directly broken by his bare hands.

Casually throwing away the corpse in his hand, Ling Xiuyuan smacked his lips and complained in a low voice: "Tsk, endless..."

As he said that, a ball of fire rose in the palm of his right hand, and he pressed it behind him with his backhand without looking back.

With a shrill cry, another White Magic Falcon, wrapped in flames, fell towards the ground below.

Just now, Ling Xiuyuan was attracted by the cries from above, and looked up at the battlefield above.

Due to the distraction, his offensive has inevitably slowed down a bit.

I don't know what kind of wrong signal he got from this behavior, the White Magic Falcons who had escaped from his surroundings gathered again and launched an attack on him.

This also forced Ling Xiuyuan to concentrate on dealing with the White Magic Falcon's attack.

From just now to now, he has been killing endlessly for about 10 minutes, but the White Magic Falcon's offensive has not eased in the slightest, it has not flinched at all, and has no regard for sacrifice, and keeps attacking him, as if to It's like he's immortal.

If someone came to the bottom of the airspace where Ling Xiuyuan was, they would find that the ground here was already covered with all kinds of white magic eagle corpses, almost covering a whole floor.

These corpses died in different ways, some were burnt into a scorched pile of unknown objects, some had their neck bones broken, and some were directly split in half by some kind of slash.

If the death looks the most miserable, then there are those corpses of the White Magic Falcons whose bodies were covered in blood but whose wings were missing.

After Ling Xiuyuan got annoyed with these white magic eagles, he tore off their wings with his bare hands, and then let them fall freely, causing these white magic eagles, which had lost the ability to fly, to fall from the sky and fell to death alive.

During this period of time, Ling Xiuyuan did not know how many White Magic Falcons he had killed. The only thing he could know was that even though he did not deliberately collect the spirits of the slain White Magic Falcons, in the Nine Nether Golden Ancestral Fire in his spiritual world, Already possessed up to three digits of essence and remnant soul.

After defeating the attack of the White Magic Falcon again, Ling Xiuyuan took a breath and looked around. After these rounds of killing, the density of demons in the airspace he was in had dropped significantly. .

Just as he was pondering whether to stay where he was and wait for the monsters to come to his door, or to take the initiative to find an area where the monsters are densely packed and kill another round, he heard a faint sound in the distant airspace. There was a scream from Jo.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came from, it turned out that in the adjacent airspace, a guard mage who was fighting was accidentally attacked and besieged by a white magic eagle. None of the dead bodies fell.

Seeing this scene, although Ling Xiuyuan was indignant, he also felt helpless.

Although most of the people fighting in this airspace are high-level mages with high strength and powerful destructive power, it can be said that it is easy to eliminate warriors and servants who are several times their size.

But as the saying goes, more ants kill elephants, and the number of low-level monsters reaches a certain scale, which in turn can pose a certain threat to high-level mages.

What's more, wizards are famous for their high attack and low defense. Without magic, the physical strength of wizards is generally much worse than that of monsters. A high-ranking mage left scars on his body.

As long as a mage is successfully attacked by a monster, in this kind of chaotic battlefield, it is easy to fall into an endless vicious circle of injury, state decline, injury again, and then death.

Facing an enemy that is several times or dozens of times larger than one's own, especially in this chaotic battlefield, even a high-level mage can't say that he can completely guarantee his own safety. .

Only Ling Xiuyuan, who has opened the wall, can be like a fish in water on this kind of battlefield, slaughtering monsters recklessly, wrestling with monsters with only physical strength, and even tearing monsters alive.

Just as he was about to go straight to kill and avenge the fallen guardian mage, a violent demonic wind suddenly blew up on the battlefield.

Looking up, in the uppermost battlefield, the feathers of the silver sky lord flew out, forming a violently stirring whirlwind, surrounding it, forming a field of sharp blades controlled by it.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the ultra-level mages who were facing off against Silver Dome, or Ling Xiuyuan below, they all thought in unison in their hearts: "Is this going to be serious?"

Ling Xiuyuan hooked up the constellations, cast the high-level magic Tianyan funeral, and used the flames of Tianyan funeral to set up a isolation zone around him. Any white magic eagle that wants to attack him must first pass through the dense rain of fire around him.

After doing this, he raised his head, leaving a trace of mind to maintain his mental strength to guard his surroundings, and put most of his attention on the higher battlefield, preparing to watch what will happen next, the super mage The battle with the monarch level monster.

However, just when everyone who saw the posture of the Silver Skylord thought it was going to go on the field in person, it turned around and left the demon soldiers who were still fighting on the battlefield. Fly away without looking back...

For a moment, no matter whether it was the super mages who were secretly holding their breath and preparing to deal with its upcoming offensive, or Ling Xiuyuan who was preparing to watch the battle below, they were stunned by its unconventional behavior.

In the sky, after a brief moment of stupefaction, Zhu Meng immediately came back to his senses, seeing that the Silver Skylord had exposed his back to him, he immediately wanted to step forward and give the flat-haired beast a ruthless blow.

But before he could put his ideas into action, he was quickly pulled back by the presiding judge Li Tian who was on the side.

In this pulling effort, the Silver Skylord has already flown away from the optimal killing distance of magic, and his figure flew farther and farther, disappearing into the distant dense forest.

Seeing this, Zhu Meng was furious, and shouted at Li Tian, ​​"What are you doing?!"

Facing Zhu Meng's questioning, Li Tian's face was calm, and he said calmly: "We have no way of knowing whether this is the opponent's trick to lure the enemy, and even if you go forward to pursue it, there is no guarantee that you can take the opportunity to keep it."

His voice paused, and he pointed down.

"According to the investigation team's report, among the monsters summoned by the Silver Skylord, there are several commander-level four-clawed magic eagles, and the number of low-level monsters has reached the scale of the monster tribe."

"But this time, the Silver Skylord brought not only no leader-level monsters, but even the number of low-level little monsters has only reached the group level, which is inconsistent with the information we have obtained."

"Obviously, the attack following the Silver Skylord this time is only the vanguard of the army for testing, and the opponent's main force is still recuperating from the rear."

"The only ones we can fight against when the Feather Demon strikes are the mages who are fighting below."

"To put it another way, this battle is that the opponent is using inferior cannon fodder to consume our vital strength, which is regarded as the main force, regardless of the cost."

"So now our focus should be to wipe out all the White Magic Falcons below while the Silver Skylord is away, and preserve our vitality to deal with the subsequent attack of the main force of the Feather Demon Tribe."

"What's more, since the opposite side has abandoned these low-level monsters below, we don't have to be polite, and accept this gift as much as we want."

"Whether it's the post-war reconstruction work or the compensation work for the sacrificed personnel, where does it not need money?"

"These monsters are full of precious monster materials. We can use the income from these materials as funds for the reconstruction of the fortress and as pensions for the sacrificed personnel..."

Zhu Meng's expression changed slightly, and he snorted coldly and said, "You are right."

After finishing speaking, he plunged headlong into the battle circle below, and began to massacre those abandoned low-level monsters in the battlefield below.

After Zhu Meng left, Li Tian looked around and said, "Let's go, we'll help too."

As he said that, he also plunged into the battlefield below, followed by the remaining few super mages.

　Missing persons come out to scam a corpse!Self-employment is simply not done by people. In order to save money, I didn’t even hire anyone for the decoration of my store. My partner and I did it all by ourselves, creating a minimalist style.

　　Let me explain, although I started the book out of enthusiasm and out of interest, but this is my first book anyway, and I have no intention of cutting it at all.I'm not the kind of old eunuch who cuts himself at every turn (manual dog head), it's just that I can't concentrate my energy when I'm busy, and it's a bit difficult to pick up after I break my train of thought.

　　After all, the outline can only guarantee that my main storyline will not collapse, but it cannot guarantee the level of plot details. If I want to say and write that kind of satisfactory plot, I must concentrate on thinking and thinking, rather than casually It would be too perfunctory to write something, or simply copy the original text and settings.

　　well, let's get back to business.As I said at the beginning, I have a lot of things to do every day in the early days of my business, and I don’t even have time for leisure. The group of mixed readers should know that I only show up in my own group every day, not in other people’s Bubbling in the group, I think back then I was a well-known group of readers in France...

　　It’s getting farther away again. What I mean is that I can’t guarantee that I can keep updating every day. I can only say that I can try my best to spare time every day, and I won’t have the same situation as before half a month.

　　Finally, my store will open tomorrow, and I would like to wish everyone a blessing here!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)