Turin, early morning of September 13, 415 in the Atroca calendar.
As the entire mountain where the Ohabam Dragon Cannon was placed began to shake violently, and the roar of the entire ground near Turin, it seemed to herald the arrival of this night of destruction that would be remembered for years to come.
At this time, unimaginable changes were taking place in the violently shaking mountain.
"The energy in the first interval is disordered, and we can't hold it down."
"The Wind Binding Array is starting to crumble, and it can't be repaired" "The fire and earth hedron on our side have completely exploded."
"The energy runs incomprehensibly and cannot be smoothed" "Ohabham's soul energy fluctuates violently, beyond the range of danger and cannot be suppressed" In the midst of the tremors, the low roar of the resentful spirits could be heard in the entire huge mountain, and in this dull and oppressive atmosphere, there was an immeasurable amount of magical turbulence, which caused extremely violent wind pressure in dozens of stone chambers and passages, and when Clinton rushed back to the control room on the platform halfway up the mountain, what he saw was Winnie's pale face.
"Clinton, what's wrong" "The power of the Titan Soldier has upset the balance of magic."
Clinton took a deep breath, "Adrian intervened in the back and blocked us, this time we are here to face Vincent, and those orcs are staring at us from behind" Winnie was speechless, her face changing dramatically.
At the same time, several voices came vaguely from the sound transmission circle.
Winnie shouted at the other side: "Destroy the magic array in the first, second, and third intervals, cut off the energy absorption, cut off the energy absorption, do you hear?"
"It's time for Winnie to give up" "We still have contingency measures" "It's useless" "There's still a chance" "You will kill their land" In the control room, the two shouted at each other, Winnie's momentum froze, and Clinton ran to the sound circle: "Ohabam is out of control, everyone retreat immediately, retreat immediately" A boulder peeled off from above his head, blocked by the cyan light of the Shield of Promise, and hit the wall on the other side of the room, scattering into debris.
In the midst of the nervous shock, he turned his head and glanced at Winnie, the female magister paused, and finally walked to the front of the circle and said: "I'm Winnie, everyone carries out the evacuation procedure" With this order, the magicians in the entire mountain finally began to evacuate one after another.
But.
Just hesitated for a moment, there was already an incomparably huge change in the mountain, with the flow of magic light in the mountain, trembling, countless mud and stones began to peel off, revealing various colored metal coverings containing magical power inside, and the magic turbulence flew through every stone chamber and passage, completely suppressing all the magic power that could be used.
"Hurry up, get out of Ohabam and start assimilating the surrounding matter" "Get out of there.
Beware of the Philosopher's Stone Explosion" "You guys go first, and controlling this circle should be able to delay for a certain amount of time."
Under the astonishing turbulence of magic, the mages whose power had been suppressed were basically no different from ordinary people, facing the violent tremors of the mountain, although they had a specific evacuation plan in advance.
However, there was chaos all over the mountain.
Some of the mages who tried to temporarily delay Ohabham's rampage through the Philosopher's Stone or the magic circle were blown up in blood by the Philosopher's Stone on the spot, and some of them had a slightly lower cultivation.
Mages who were accidentally devoured by the magic force had already begun to vomit blood before they could run out of the mountain, and those who had evacuated a little later had already suffered bad luck when they passed through the passage, and with that violent trembling, countless huge metal pieces of metal swiped out from the four walls of the passage, like the sharpest giant blades, tearing apart the bodies of all passers-through.
The dragon's roar began to ring louder and louder over the land of Turin, and the lights of the entire city began to tremble in this resentful roar.
"What's that?"
The trembling of the earth made it impossible for the residents who had been hiding in the city to hide in their homes and wait for the matter to end, in the flickering lights, the humans, elves, and half-elves walked out of their respective doors, and the streets and treehouses were now full of running or standing figures, looking at the changing mountain with confused and frightened eyes, and some people were running and crying, and the direction of Ohabam's first blow had already been determined, and all the inhabitants in this direction were evacuated, but the second blow was hastily fired, On this route that swept more than ten miles, at least dozens or even hundreds of families were swept to ashes by a single shot, some tree houses on the edge of the shelling were now in tatters hanging on toppled trees, and the survivors fell in a pool of blood in desolation, they were lucky, because if they were any closer, these people might be sucked in by the huge air currents caused by the blow, and eventually grinded into powder.
On one side is the roar of the mountain, on the other side, the movement caused by the fierce battle, even on the mountain more than ten miles away, can be seen clearly at this moment, the huge momentum brought out by more than a hundred members of the Templar Order, the powerful Beacon Thunder Sword of Elder Talen, the life magic of Belan, and the strength of the rest of the super-rank martial artists, at this time, in that beautiful but deadly figure wandering around completely became a decoration, when the scythe of death bloomed in the crowd, those incomparably hard, Even the Doomsday War Heavenly Technique could only dent the armor of the God of Light, which became as fragile as paper.
In just a few moments after the moon god's executioner declared war, the huge scythe had already slashed the bodies of more than a dozen Templars into pieces, freeing her from the petrification curse for nearly two years, and when she fully liberated her murderous nature for the first time, the perfect killing technique that had hunted the giant god soldiers at the beginning, after a gap of four thousand years, bloomed again on this continent.
A combat technique born purely for killing, trying her best to overpower anyone present, but from the very beginning of the battle, she didn't choose the strongest super-rank martial artists to attack.
Instead, he directly chose the group of Templars who were weaker, and their bodies kept flashing like ghosts in the vulnerable crowd.
With a light cicada wing, the graceful body seems to be performing a magnificent dance, the steps are tapping, and in the blink of an eye, it has appeared more than ten meters away, and the right hand quickly changes beautiful gestures in the air, and the giant sickle called nomad spun up like a hurricane with her dance with the swing of her left hand, kicking, toe strapping, and even the touch of her shoulder and back.
This beautiful figure was sometimes in the air, sometimes underground, and its feet were light and agile, and when the Beacon Thunder Sword slashed down in anger.
The figure had already reached the back of Elder Talen, and the only thing it could be the dance of the death scythe, perhaps an unsightly head or a shattered whirling limb.
And in the midst of this wonderful and indescribable dance, everyone also began to discover that an indescribable magical force field began to envelop everyone, changing with each gesture she made.
Kick with both feet.
There is an invisible magic force that begins to diffuse, and these magic powers are like the most flexible silk threads that induce each other, and begin to implicate each other in the air, restricting everyone's actions, and even the killer who habitually hides in the dark is forced out by this invisible force at this moment Of course, showing off his assassination skills in front of the Dominating Clan, it seems that there is not much difference between making a big axe in front of Lu Ban's gate.
Although for these super-tier powerhouses, the impact of this magic force field is not very large.
However, as this dance of death progressed, these people who were almost completely unable to capture each other also began to feel fear, the night goblin is the originator of almost all black magic, although it has declined in the past thousand years, but no one knows what the magic field is formed when an executioner.
What a horrific scene it would be.
Feel the crisis.
Robert, who will take advantage of the trend the most.
Campbell began to deliberately stay behind the crowd, when he noticed Lucinell's figure appearing furthest away from him.
He jerked around, turned around and ran.
The changes in the whole battle also suddenly appeared at this moment.
"You can go" The icy cold hum suddenly sounded in the night sky, and with this soft hum, the figure suddenly revealed the most ferocious fangs, and for the first time since the start of the war, he held both hands on the long handle of the death sickle, and then, the distance of hundreds of meters was instantly shortened, as if the entire space was shrinking in an instant, "stomping and stomping", the sound of footsteps seeped into the earth with surging magic, Lucini rushed through the crowd at a high speed that no one could react to, rushed past Beran, rushed past Tarun, rushed past everyone, and when Robert, who was running with all his strength, hurriedly turned back, what I saw was the picture of the figure approaching like a meteor.
The Beacon Fire Thunder Sword struck the sky, the silver moon sword light pierced the sky, the ascetic's life magic rushed along the earth, and the figure of the black-clothed killer quickly caught up, although it was somewhat shameless for Robert's escape, but at this moment, it should be regarded as the best moment to capture the opponent's position, however, when this scene happened, no one could catch up with the speed of the executioner, and the sound of the footsteps on the ground fell the last note of the death dance, and the magical power in the air was suddenly involved, As if echoing the roar of the dragon opposite, with a huge cloak, the phantom of the black god of war condensed with the interweaving of magic power, embodied in the high sky of the night, and then, all kinds of black magic curses such as confusion, slowness, disease, bad luck, blindness, pain, and paralysis thundered down on everyone's body like a jumping sale.
Even a super-level martial artist would be somewhat affected by such a curse, and Elder Tarun suddenly turned around: "Everyone evacuate."
At the same time, the aggressive dark aura condensed into four huge black flame dragons, which suddenly rushed out from the earth, and all kinds of aggressive black magic erupted in different forms in all directions.
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Robert.
Campbell raised the shield of the guardian in despair, the white light just bloomed, the shield and his entire left arm had already flown into the sky, the death scythe danced out of a large circle, after cutting off his arm, he took off his hand and flew backwards, spinning and slashing towards the killer who was chasing from behind, with incomparable high speed, Lucinie's right arm directly choked Robert's neck, and then pressed his body to the ground with a bang, and it was pushed out more than ten meters away, and suddenly the sky was full of dust, and a boulder blocking the front was collapsed and flew out.
Countless attacks were thrown behind her on the ground.
The seemingly beautiful and weak body maintained a swooping posture, the five fingers that were choked in the opponent's throat suddenly forced, and the left hand slapped directly on the opponent's chest, and in front of everyone's eyes, Robert, the "manticore" who had been famous for decades, exploded into scattered flesh and blood under her.
The figure barely hesitated, and the giant scythe nomad who was more than ten meters away from her flew back upside down, as if there was a mysterious sense between one person and one sickle, she just held the handle of the sickle that did not exist in the air, as if dragging a mountain of ten thousand jun, and sped back towards the group of Templars who had heard Tarun's order and were about to flee.
The blade of the giant scythe was pulled by an invisible force on the ground with a bright but strange firelight, and Lucinie's figure drew a semi-circular arc hundreds of meters long in front of everyone's eyes, and then, the giant scythe of death pulled diagonally into the sky with the firelight.
The first to bear the brunt of the Templars who were originally the furthest away from Lucien, their bodies were directly pulled to pieces, broken hands, feet, internal organs, heads, and flesh fell from the sky like raindrops, Lucini stood there quietly, her long black hair floating in the rain of blood, with an indescribable beauty in the coldness.
The Beacon Thormon roared with Talen's rage.
The figure raised its face towards the monstrous purple thunder fire: "Don't" "In front of me" a cold voice spat out from his lips, and the giant scythe swung violently, slashing into the sky, "With this" "Immature Elemental Sword" With a loud bang, the flames and lightning of this Beacon Fire Thunder God Sword collapsed into smoke and flames, and the next moment, the strongest Elder Tarun flew out backwards and fell to the ground fiercely.
At the same time, the night sky finally came out of the biggest dragon roar of the night, with the terrible roar, the mountain more than ten miles away collapsed as a whole, and what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a huge golden-colored giant dragon head, and then, it was the metal giant wings that had already struggled out of half of the mountain, from this angle, the giant golden dragon seemed to be patched together by countless metals and machinery, but on its metal body, there was also a strange and terrifying lilac light at this time.
In an instant, whether it was the battle circle on this side or the survivors affected in Turin, everyone looked at this terrifying and amazing scene with bated breath, only less than two kilometers away from here, two chasing figures rushed into the city of treehouses, one of them brandished a golden sword, and angrily crushed everything in front of him: "Adrian, you leave it for me" This scene did not escape Lucie's eyes, and when she caught a glimpse of the person who used the True Eye, she frowned slightly, and then, her gaze swept over the surrounding people, and looked in the direction of the imperial capital: