Chapter 235 The End of the Battle

The holy long sword waving cut off the dragon's wings, causing a few of them to be injured and falling. The flexible flying angel made these more than 30 dragons not very easy to deal with, so they had to cross the scorching dragon's breath, each other. Cover, while relying on the magicians on the back to counterattack.

The magicians riding on the dragon's back in twos and threes were chanting incantations, and the roaring thunder and lightning were like chains, surrounding the sky and the giant dragon. Even the 'angels' flying very fast, could not dodge the blue-purple lightning that hit these swiftly and violently.

The electric light flickered fiercely, and a scorching smell began to fill the air. The 'angels' who had achieved victory before also began to be frustrated. After several members were shot down and retreated, the remaining members with white wings also began to retreat and returned to the base camp of Temple Academy.

At the same time, the battle on the ground began.

The college competition is not only the glory of each college, but also the stage for the major sequences to experiment with their own new technologies. The magic sequence that focuses on the magic machinery is now the result of these war machines roaring forward on the ground.

The huge auger made of metal reflects bursts of silver light under the sky. Due to wear and rotation of the front end of the drill, countless shallow dents and spilled silver wires can be seen. Driven by the crawler and the giant wheel, These chariots rampaged, crushed bone skeletons one after another, and charged with mighty might to the base camp of Temple College, intending to break the wall in one fell swoop and push the station together.

But Temple Academy is not without the power to fight back. A chariot with huge bones and fangs is also headed towards it. Although it does not have the impact of the former, it is also able to withstand the huge body and weight. Can withstand the opponent.

At the same time, these gigantic bone chariots began to breathe out blue flames, baking the metal chariots opposite, melting gold and iron.

Seeing that the scene was about to fall into a stalemate, the High Tower Academy also changed its command, and the war machines in the rear began to stand upright, followed by fierce artillery fire roaring out of the position and falling into the enemy's line.

Such behavior naturally made the giant bone chariot with a small attack range have to deal with more than 2-3 opponents at the same time, and the necromancers who were operating behind also had a headache. The advancement of technology and the strong logistical support of the High Tower Academy have made the final result of this cross-generational contest still dominated by the magic sequence.

While I can't deal with these ferocious war machines, I can deal with these machine-manipulating magicians, Cecina thought.

She raised her staff, chanted the incantation, and her eyes flashed with magnificent purple. The sound of weeping and wailing sounded on the battlefield. One by one illusory ghosts appeared from the void, and then wandered in the scorched wilderness.

The heavy and sturdy steel can't stop and hurt these spirits. They burrowed into these alchemy machines accompanied by crying and wailing, constantly impacting the magician drivers inside, causing them to be confused and have a splitting headache. The soul also began to be hurt and shaken.

Soon, a large number of magicians and magicians who manipulated machines withdrew from this, and many war machines stagnated and became the opponent's living targets.

After the ground was defeated and the wind was at a disadvantage, the giant dragons in the sky had to divide one-third of them to support and help resist the impact of the Temple Academy Necromancers.

Due to the explosion and the impact of the force, a large amount of dark brown soil was tossed out, and huge chariots were lying in the wilderness. buried directly.

After more than an hour of fierce fighting, most of the living strength of both sides was consumed.

First of all, the giant bone chariots and war machines on both sides were destroyed and paralyzed, and there were many losses of personnel. The ghosts summoned and blessed by Cecina have also withdrawn in large numbers due to injuries and weakness.

At present, the main force of the battlefield has also changed into the duel of various undead creations and various golem legions.

"Raise the gun! Raise the flag." A knight in black armor shouted loudly, leading the necromancer knights beside him to rush down the side slopes, targeting the weak side and rear of the Golem Legion.

Most of these knights holding black iron spears are headless undead, but there are also some living people wearing helmets. They are all elite members of the necromancer sequence, and they are all Sequence 6 existences. Although there are not many people, but under the guidance of these death knights, the battle of the undead cavalry will be more agile and intelligent, instead of being rigidly directed by the wizards behind.

Although the golem is strong and powerful, its heavy body also makes it difficult to move. After the necromancer pierced the weak flanks, they immediately wrapped dumplings from both sides to the center.

The remaining golems in the field are in a bad situation. After losing the maintenance of their wings, some golems began to be submerged by skeletons and undead. Once they fell to the ground, they would be attacked by these undead in all directions, resulting in fragile joints and gaps. exposed, and finally destroyed and dismembered.

And a small number of hidden magicians were also found out and retired under the constant siege.

If the giant dragons in the sky could still support them before, but now they are too busy to take care of themselves. Not to mention that the 'angels' who had retreated from the sky are swept up again, their combat effectiveness is also better than before. It is a superposition of several powerful holding spells, which is also what Angel Sequence has always been good at.

Jack stood at the back of the attacking team. There was still a war machine that didn't move. Several layers of golems formed a hollow square, protected it in it, and stood quietly.

"Has the reinforcements from the city wall still not arrived?" He asked a blue-robed mage beside him with a frown.

"Reporting to the chief adult, there was a reply that it was already on the way, but for some reason, it has not appeared on the battlefield."

"Heh, I guess it's the 'Black Queen' who wants us to spend almost the same amount of money on each other, so she'll pick up the bargain

. "Despite his unsatisfactory performance in the past, this young man is not stupid, just limited by his talent, and he quickly figured out the reason.

But at this time it is difficult to ride a tiger. Once he announces his retreat and the army is defeated like a mountain, if the members of the Temple Academy come after him, he will only lose faster.

Ten slender fingers were constantly clenching, and the newly appointed chief was finally a little anxious.

Originally thought that they could take down Temple Academy with a vengeance, but who would have thought that the strength of this group of people suddenly increased by a section, obviously most of them only had the strength of Sequence 5, and suddenly they became so tough and difficult to deal with.

Cecina's ghost attack, he has also prepared before, let the magicians riding on the dragon's back in the sky strike the audience with lightning support, which can greatly restrain these ghosts, but the plan is always unexpected, the small amount on the opposite side The incarnation of the angel, this time has become so fast and powerful, constantly fighting on the side of the dragon, so that it is too busy to support the bottom.

In the end, Cecina's ghost achieved a miraculous effect, causing the war machinery in the field to overturn at once.

After all, I was too inexperienced in fighting with others. His fingers slowly loosened, and for some reason he thought of Darcy's back. If it was that one who was to command the battle, I'm afraid it would be another result.

Born in the same poverty and struggling hard, Jack actually admires this senior Dulcie because he has reached the height he dreamed of. If it weren't for this unexpected change, I'm afraid I'd be hard-pressed to do so in my entire life.

There is no talent is such a cruel thing.

And now it seems that even luck is not on my side, am I going to be beaten back to my original shape after all? Jack looked at the battlefield ahead, and the scenery in his eyes became hazy.

It's really hard to let go...

I have done no less than others, and they have never worked harder than me. Why doesn't fate miss people like me.