The Black Scepter

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The time goes back to the previous day, which is October 16.

On this day, the sacred Gabriel jihadists everywhere on the mainland still attacked the city as crazy as usual.

Although His Majesty the Pope has abnormally held no cardinal meeting for several consecutive days, with the good news from the front, the cardinals have already determined that the victory of the whole war is in hand, and they have even begun to figure out how to divide those rich in properties. Parish.

But before the setting sun, members of the heretical tribunal holding emergency letters appeared one by one in front of the Pope’s Hall, interrupting the wonderful thoughts of these bishops.

His Majesty Giovanni didn’t know why he hadn’t met them in person, but instead let the Cardinals handle the news at their sole discretion—then, after hearing these reports, the old cardinals of the Cardinals were completely dumbfounded...

The wind direction has changed.

Pieces of news about the war began to spread among the Cardinals. The old **** sticks who had previously applauded the war suddenly discovered the fact that the cities that looked hard to resist and almost fell into the hands of the jihadists seemed to be at once. Collectively launched a counterattack at this moment.

These parchment papers only used words to describe the situation of the army encountering strong enemies everywhere, but in any case, the cardinals would not think of the horrific attack that the jihadists are facing...in the end.

There are four main cities in the mainland that are currently struggling to resist the jihadists and purgatory beasts-in addition to the Byzantine Mullentar, the Fort "Pittsburgh" built on the mountain of Fording, and the rugged "Budak Fortress" on the Kaslandi Road "And the Buticha, the imperial city of Barrich, are both cities that the Jihad is currently conquering. Among them, Byzantium is the focus of the battle with the most troops, and the remaining three cities have no more than 70,000 troops. They rely more on those purgatory beasts for harassment and consumption.

According to the past situation, even these besieged cities have never had a record of actively sending troops to meet the enemy, so the jihadists have completely relaxed their vigilance and almost forgot the possibility that the enemy will leave the city...

So, on this evening of October 16, the arrogant jihadists paid a heavy price for their pride.

East Barrice, but the gates of Buttigia are in jeopardy.

The soldiers of the jihadist army constantly attacked the city from three directions, and they made a situation of surrounding the three tactics. The trebuchet had smashed the wall completely and lost its original appearance. The dead bodies were everywhere. The walls of the city were trying to throw down the sapwood, stones and boiling oil. The light of the mage's spell flashed through. Several fireballs or ice cones fell into the vast sea of ​​people, but even a spray could not be splashed out.

His Majesty Hasselblad stood in front of the city in a uniform and led the army to fight against the enemy. Although his arrival gave the soldiers an incentive, the enemy who had been attacking for a month had made the soldiers very tired and tight. For the crazy attack on the enemy, they no longer had the cheers of the morale at first. Because of the existence of the magician, the soldiers of the Jihad are almost fearless-wounded soldiers can be quickly healed by the magician, while the soldiers of Barrich are more depressed in morale. The city's supplies are even more scarce because of the sudden attack. Now many soldiers are lifting the gravel smashed by the catapult around and throwing it down...

His Majesty Hasselblad frowned, because Heto was shot and wounded in the previous battle, so no one was standing beside him. And the monarch looked at the enemy under the wall, but he was talking about words that others could not hear...

"When it's dark...it's already dark when it's dark, why did it start?"

The long sword in the hands of His Majesty Mocledi is well prepared for the coexistence and death of the city-the gate of the city wall has been crumbling under the attack of the enemy, and the reusable nobles of the kingdom are basically in the defensive war of the previous period Dead light, the only reliable generals were now under the city gate, armed with three cavalry squadrons and three infantry regiments according to the king's request, waiting for his orders.

Of course, these soldiers didn't know that they were actually waiting for orders from Grand Duke Murphy.

The jihadists seemed to anticipate the hope of breaking the city today. They simply doubled the follow-up reserve team, so that the entire Buttigia’s defense line began to tighten in a large range-in order to allow the soldiers to see at night, each torch was lit, God The magicians also occasionally cast one or two "lighting techniques", and the **** battlefield was covered by noisy shouts under the platinum light. Mocledy looked at the last daylight that disappeared in the sky, and his body stood still, wondering whether it was because of tension or despair.

Didn't come...

With a bitter grin in the early part of his mouth, His Majesty Hasu sighed deeply. Hopeless despair is like being stabbed with a sharp knife with a barbed thorn. When you stabbed in there was only coolness, and the pain you pulled out was really unbearable.

And at the time of the death of the monarch, far away, there seemed to be a white light on the horizon that was very different from magic.

The darkened ground is dotted with torches of the sea. The appearance of the few white lights was not conspicuous, but because the position of this light appeared a little subtle, Mokledi hit 120,000 at once. Looking at the parted spirit, he said involuntarily, "Come?"

The answer to him was the row of orange-red light beams that suddenly illuminate the entire battlefield.

Lampard sent troops.

At the agreed time, through the teleportation circle buried under the surface in advance, with the help of the powerful energy of the tree of Hida, he sent 900 masters and 2,000 heavy infantry to the rear of the jihadist army barracks attacking Butiga .

Then, with unstoppable power, they launched perhaps the most terrible intensive magic blow in mainland history.

The jihadist army, who was excited to charge forward, did not expect that there would be more than 3,000 troops behind them. When they ran towards the walls of Buttigia, they suddenly felt a strong light behind them-the shadow in front of them was suddenly pulled It was very long, and then the soldiers found that the shadow began to shorten, and the light became brighter...

"That is--"

"Magic...magic?"

"No, this is--"

"boom…"

Thousands of soldiers in the barracks exclaimed, but in the next moment, they were completely submerged in a blast like a crack in Foshan.

The nine hundred magicians who passed the Sunderland test have different ranks, but they have one of the biggest features. They can shoot at least ten powerful spells in the shortest time-at first glance, it seems They are similar in level to the wizards on the walls of Buttigia, but in fact, when nine hundred wizards cast a spell, even the simplest fireball technique has more than half of the large-scale lethal ban!

Nine hundred fireballs covered almost the entire jihadist battalion, instantly creating a sea of ​​flames, and the explosion and high temperature generated directly left the corpses of more than 5,000 soldiers who were originally densely formed!

The remaining soldiers were frightened by this natural disaster-like attack, and they wanted to run, but they found that they were all in a sea of ​​fire; they wanted to save the fire, but they saw the second wave of fireballs thrown over again...

Hasselblad Mocledy, a bystander on the city wall, had a complex expression at this time, shocked, fortunate, and more, but horrified.

The surroundings were all the breathing sounds of the soldiers caused by the surprise and shock. The incandescent light when the fire exploded made their eyes still a little stinging at this time, but with the second, third and even tenth When the spell was cast, this shock gradually turned into numbness. When the jihadists under the city wall completely disintegrated and collapsed, they had stood like a blind and deaf wooden pile, standing blankly in place, even collectively forgetting themselves. What to do.

The 70,000 Jihad Army and the 40,000 left behind by the Chinese Army suffered a devastating blow in just ten minutes. The concept of "Thousand-Man Mage Regiment" is unprecedented. The most recorded one-time master group offensive was only 37 people, so at this moment, except for the Mage Corps of the Principality of Lampard, almost no one can calm down. Facing the scene before me.

The "Jihad" was defeated.

Commander Maxim breathed heavily and found that he was defeated without even a breath.

When he escaped in a chaotic and blazing sea with a sacred shield, he could not even find an adjudicator who could convey the order, and only the dead body that had been burnt to death by high temperature was left in his vision. There are few living people within meters.

Fortunately, there are still two thousand people in the cavalry remnants that have not been included in the attack. Maxim sees them trying to launch a decisive charge against the Lampard army, which is less than three thousand people-and in the other direction, always wandering in the dark Hundreds of thousands of purgatory beasts finally no longer hide their strength at this moment, breaking through the shady and making a front-to-back attack.

But these jihadist knights would never have thought that the destruction that greeted them was the tens of thousands of crossbows that 2,000 infantry buckled in ten seconds... and another round of magical storm baptism.

More than two thousand jihadist knights, and only more than two hundred knights luckily rushed to the infantry shield formation, but when they hit these strong "heavenly choosers" wearing heavy armor, the result was that they even led horses. Being directly knocked down...

This is the two thousandth most powerful Lampard infantry sequence. Each of them is worth the jihadist senior officers and even generals, not to mention the elaborate equipment that faintly radiates magical waves. Advantage.

Maxim looked at all this desperately, completely desperate.

The 130,000 Purgatory Beasts coming from the other direction were approaching, and immediately surrounded the team of 3,000 people. At this time, Murphy, who was standing in the line, hadn't shot yet, but just said something with Jeanne, who was wearing a white robe next to him. The latter nodded, raised his finger to the sky, and released a surprise to everyone. The magic of "purifying aura".

It is not a "Holy Light" or any other killing spell, but a halo that can only be used to disperse diseases, dark breath, and at most make undead creatures uncomfortable.

While the Barrich guards on the city wall were shocked, no one knew that although this aura seemed to be tasteless, it actually had an advantage that no other magic could match...that is the scope of action.

If anyone notices the faint ripples on the ground~www.readwn.com~, you will find that hundreds of thousands of purgatory beasts are shrouded in aura.

The jihadist soldiers who had been completely dismembered saw the frightening beasts in the night rushing in, and their faces were scared. When they saw the extended "purifying aura", their expression There was a momentary consternation in the collective, and then despair came: Did the Lampard army intend to rely on this aura against hundreds of thousands of purgatory beasts?

But when Murphy gently reached out and placed it on Jeanne's shoulder, everything started to change.

Perhaps since Murphy merged the fragments of the sacred rifle in the deep sea and broke through, few people know that he has left the "Ω" level and entered the higher "half god" thing. But I believe that after this campaign, people across the continent will certainly begin to understand... why the strength before the "Ω" level can only be called a person, and after crossing this level, it is called a "half god".

An invisible pressure slammed around Joan of Arc around the center-the flames of the battlefield, as if a heavy hammer hit the atrium of everyone. The moment when Purifying Aura closed his eyes slightly in Murphys, a holy light that had never been seen was raised, and then... 130,000 beasts of purgatory began to be in this light...

The dust disappeared.