Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 201 The God Man Appears
There were loud crashes and the cave shook violently.

A sudden attack kicked off the war.

The hellfire that rose from the ground raged in the White Rock Mountain camp. The casters who were caught off guard suffered heavy casualties. After reacting, they launched a counterattack.

The ice cone technique condensed out of thin air!

The wind blade technique is as transparent as a crescent moon!

Various low-level and mid-level spells continuously attack Hellfire's rock body.

However, it does almost nothing!

Sure enough, as the book said, Hellfire has magic resistance and is immune to spells below super level.

Hellfire waved his fist and killed a stunned mage branch student with one blow. A charge disintegrated the diamond-shaped shield blocking the front row, and another person was brutally killed.

The equally huge blue water element hit a clear stream and tried to entangle the rock demon for several rounds. The flames on Hellfire's body increased instead of decreasing, and charged towards the water element angrily.

The hundred-ton king's unstoppable force crushed everything in front of him.

The water element's body exploded and evaporated into smoke.

Two clay puppets were hastily formed and hugged Hellfire's body. It was like two children hugging an angry grown man, who was mercilessly knocked out with two punches.

Hellfire rushed to a white-haired mage branch instructor and raised his fist of destruction again. At the moment when it was about to fall, the old woman flew into the sky on her broom.

"Everyone spread out!" Witcher Mentor Kingsley shouted from the crowd.

These demonic rocks can only be destroyed by casting super-level spells. However, consideration must be given to the possibility of friendly fire.

Continuous hellfires fell suddenly. Selina, the dean of the mage branch, kept waving her mage hand to deflect the falling trajectory of the demon rock.

Too many! At least ten times that of the last attack on the hilly camp.

"Is there a decisive battle tonight!" Selena was shocked in her heart.

The devil rocks that landed near Baiyan Mountain rose up one after another and attacked the camp non-stop.

A total of one hundred formations.

The super-level spellcasters from the leadership of each branch who flew into the sky were arguing about whether to use single-target spells or group spells.

There are too many enemies! Single target magic may not be able to cope with it. Space cutting and the like can easily kill Hellfire, but it will also cause great consumption.

Or is it easier to use energy gathering techniques or something like that?
As the students who were unable to fly fell into despair, a faint voice echoed through the night sky.

"very noisy!"

The ghostly figure flashed past, and wherever it passed, the steel body of the demon rock was torn apart and collapsed into rubble.

It was a completely one-sided crushing, just like the Hellfire crushing the student army before, or even worse.

In the world under Yuan Yan's gaze, only his figure was moving slowly, and the rest were all in a still state. The frightened and panicked expression was frozen on his face, like a painting.

With a time difference of two hundred and fifty-six times, even the speed of sound is as slow as a dying old man. Remaining motionless, the magic sword slashed through everything in the way.

Black lightning of destruction leaps across the battlefield.

The horrified people were shocked to find that the bodies of the surging Hellfire Legion exploded in rows, falling to the ground like dominoes, turning into inert stones.

The crisis that was enough to destroy the entire Baiyan Mountain camp ceased to exist in an instant, as if it was an unreal dream.

"The god of mankind is hiding in the dark!"

Demon General Bazerol hurriedly withdrew his secretly prying eyes.

The fact that a Dread Demon would feel fear is a very ridiculous thing in itself. Now, it is actually happening.

As an ancient demon clan inherited from the abyss, Bazerol once had the memories of the previous generation. The Abyss once invaded the Orlan Star. The Dread Lord of the clan led his Hellfire Legion to fight against the god Hercules, and the two sides fought for three days and three nights.

Finally, it ends with the exhaustion of the god Heracles. It was also a one-sided killing, and the god Hercules had never been so exaggerated.

A hundred formations of the Hellfire Legion could not stop him for more than a quarter of an hour.

Unless, fuse the artifact for sublimation.

Bazerol completely regarded the other party as a being comparable to the lord Moshank.

Can't look directly, can't feel, can't call him by name...

Two miles away, hilly camp.

The devil's rock suddenly fell, and the hellfire rose from the ground. An unknown number of perfect demons launched coordinated attacks from all sides.

The so-called elite human magic swordsmen are completely like a group of unorganized headless flies. Some people even lose their minds and launch attacks on their own people, which does not rule out the suspicion of public revenge.

Blow up the camp!

A result that no one expected.

It is difficult for a group of people who are unwilling to go to the battlefield to have any will, and their morale cannot be compared to that of the student army who often receive patriotic education.

The Violet Kingdom is a scattered mess that can only be temporarily united by interests. However, the kingdom did not offer the capital that most people would sacrifice their lives for.

It's okay to be safe and sound at ordinary times. Once attacked. Thus, the current scene of mutiny occurred.

There are figures fleeing all over the mountains and plains.

Compared to facing the unshakable power of Hellfire, escaping is a choice that favors personal interests.

"A bunch of rabble." The superiors who were hiding in the dark and paying attention to the battle situation unanimously commented.

Either with disdain, or with a sneer, or with helplessness and coldness.

The weak cannot even unite and can only be slaughtered by the strong.

At the same time, several other camps were also attacked.

The prosperous Knights of the Guard bear most of the pressure. The rain of hellfire suddenly fell from the sky, seemingly endless.

Hathaway swung the Golden Osmanthus Sword, and the sword turned into golden petals to block the area above her head.

"All cavalry formations will break out as planned."

Officers carrying magical communication devices receive the voice of their commander-in-chief.

The golden petals flying all over the sky are like gods waving their long whips, easily sweeping out a way out.

The dragon knight Rhodes rode into the sky on a black dragon.

"If it's a decisive battle, then all the demon generals and lords from the top of the demon army will show up." Hathaway felt heavy. Counting Rhodes, the Black Dragon, and the Golden Osmanthus Sword, the Knights of the Guard only had three major holy realm combat capabilities.

There is no shortage of backbones, but the foundation of the top management is seriously lacking. He was obviously the main force, but no one came forward to cooperate.

Theoretically, the Guards Knights should be equipped with ten strong men from the Holy Realm.

The female knight in golden armor riding a white unicorn, with a torrent of cavalry gradually gathering behind her, forced her way out of the demon.

The artifact, the Sword of Golden Osmanthus, is certainly invincible. However, Hathaway's personal strength cannot be ignored. A body that is almost perfect and has reached its genetic limit. Combat skills tested on the battlefield. Plus, she has the talent to cast spells!

Every descendant of the top nobles is qualified to receive blessings from the gods. Combining various methods of effectively stimulating awakening, the probability of becoming a spell caster after birth can reach more than 60 to 70%.

However, Hathaway did not embark on the path of dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and was simply obsessed with martial arts.

With mental assistance, good understanding, and various practical combat opportunities, she has been making steady progress in terms of skills.

Becoming a Sanctuary is not an unattainable goal for Valkyrie candidates, but a goal that can be pursued...

(End of this chapter)