the only savior

Chapter 973 Forbidden Spell
Facing Ogg Tanron's appearance of not having any important information, but terribly dead, everyone in the Bound Breakers Association had no good solution for a while.

McAvey discussed with Regina and decided that he could be imprisoned first using the thorns spell of the elves, and then interrogated after the battle was over.

On the side, Hilna, who had never spoken, spoke suddenly.

"I can check his memory..."

The voice of this undead princess is extremely cold, like the ice of a thousand years, just listening to it makes people tremble inside.

McAvey glanced at her quite unexpectedly, and then asked:
"Hirna, are you talking about those undead magic?"

Hilna shook her head and said:

"Undead spells have been lost. This is a kind of soul magic. After using it, he should die."

The treacherous spell came out of her mouth in such a flat tone.

McAvey was stunned, and then he didn't say much, just nodded to show that there was no problem.

The conversation of several people did not avoid Aoge Tanlong.

The orc warlord suddenly struggled violently, and his body was cut with horrible wounds by the thorns, but he didn't care at all.

"You bastards! Kill me if you have the guts! You don't want to get any news from me! The gods will not let you go!"

He stared at Hina suddenly, and said viciously:
"You, I know you! Damn those who are not dead! Those undead who are forgotten, cast aside, and isolated by the world! You are Hilna! The princess of the Full Moon Principality, you should have disappeared long ago! linger until now!"

"Hehe, stupid undead, you don't hide in your abyss, but you dare to run out to fight against the gods! Your actions will eventually bring disaster to you! Just wait! The mighty power of the gods will destroy everything! When the time comes Even the abyss can't hold you anymore! Hahaha!"

His emotions became more and more agitated, and his voice became louder and louder, and he was already using a roaring tone when he reached the back.

Hilna didn't say a word the whole time, she just looked at him with a pair of ice blue pupils, but slowly raised her hands, and a psychedelic green light radiated from them.

This is the touch of the soul, a spell that can read the memory of creatures.

However, after use, it will have a great negative impact on the caster. Depending on the degree of reading, it may also lead to their immediate death.

This kind of magic is very evil on the continent of Irene, and it is called evil spirit magic.

Whether it is the Magic Guild or the Holy See, whether it is a dwarf or an elf, the use of evil spirit magic is expressly prohibited.

But the situation is different now. It is related to the truth of the entire God's Advent Festival and the outcome of the entire war. When Hilna casts the touch of the soul, the winners present will not say anything.

However, just when her fingers were about to touch Aoge Tanlong, she saw an abnormality suddenly occurred on the latter's forehead.

The prismatic mark suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and it seemed that the traces of the body being burned could be vaguely heard.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Ogg Tanron suddenly yelled in pain, his eyes widened, as if he was experiencing the most cruel punishment in the world.

At the same time, a massive orange glow appeared in his eyes and mouth.

As if his vitality was being extracted by someone, those rays of light emanated from his body, and then turned into silk threads and flew towards the sky.

"What's going on here……?"

McAvey looked at Hilna, but the latter shook her head slightly, indicating that it was not her fault.

"Pfft."

Tens of seconds later, there was a muffled sound, and Ogg Tanlong's body fell to the ground weakly.

Regina wanted to go forward to check, but was stopped by McAvey who stretched out his hand.

"Be careful."

Everyone looked at each other, and then took precautions.

, While preventing possible mutations from Aggtanron's body, he was also guarding against the attack that happened to him suddenly.

"He's dead, he seems to have been sucked out of his vitality by some kind of force..."

After a while, McAvey drew his final conclusion from the body of Org Tamron.

His face looked very dignified.

Ogg Tanron's sudden death not only prevented the crowd from asking any secrets from him, but also gave them a warning.

That is, on this battlefield, there is a pair of eyes watching them, and their every move is being observed.

Otherwise, when will this orc warlord die? He will be killed when Hilna is about to cast the touch of the soul. How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

"The attack just now should be related to that cause... These orcs seem to have signed some kind of contract with the gods. It is very likely that the power of the contract prevented them from revealing their secrets..."

McAvey voiced his guess.

Dwarf King Dwarf King Yohad patted his thigh and said angrily:

"Damn orc! Let him die like this, it's really cheap for him! And that god of light, I didn't expect to use such a despicable and dirty method! This must be evil spirit magic! Damn it! Thanks to those people The pastor still believes in him so much!!"

When he said this, he suddenly paused, and then reacted belatedly, looked at Hilna with some embarrassment, and apologized:

"Hirna...uh...I didn't mean what you mean...Although you can also use evil spirit magic, you are different from him..."

The undead princess just looked at him, and then turned her head away, as if she hadn't heard anything just now.

"Ahem...well, since this orc is dead, let's split up and fight off the orc army before we talk about other things."

McAvey made a sound at this time:

"By the way, Yohad, your consumption is relatively high. It's better to go back to the city to rest and recover as much combat power as possible."

He knew the character of this old friend very well, and after speaking, he whispered a few words to Regina, asking the other party to send Yohad back first.

At this point in the development of the war situation, it can be regarded as being slightly pulled back by the alliance.

The appearance of the giant dragons has greatly relieved the pressure on the alliance army, and all the holy ranks on the orc battlefield have fallen one after another, and the alliance's defense line has also begun to stop collapsing.

Of course, most of the credit for this should also be attributed to those few giant dragons.

With their continuous bombing in the sky, it would be difficult for the orc army to form an effective and dense charge for a while, which made the alliance soldiers reorganize their defenses.

"That fellow Alculus, although he is a little arrogant, but their giant dragon family is still very strong. With their help, the orc's offensive should be able to be resisted."

McAvey looked at the direction of the sky in the distance, with a little relief on his face.

"Che...he's just a showy guy, he deliberately waited until now to come here, just to wait for us to consume the strength of those beast races, so that we can beat the dogs in the water..."

Yohard glanced at his mouth, looking very dissatisfied with Erculus' being a dragon.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have noticed something, looked at Hilna at the side, scratched his head and explained:
"That... Shirna... you know, I'm not talking about you..."

McAvey couldn't stand it anymore, and asked Regina to send him back to Kuhan City as soon as possible, which was considered clean.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining saints present all started to suppress the orc army.

With their joining, the pressure on the alliance army's side was greatly reduced, and the front line of the orcs even had a faint tendency to be pushed back.

It's a pity that such a good scene didn't last long, it just lasted less than 10 minutes.

With the continuous output of the spiritual attack in the sky, the soldiers of the alliance began to become weaker and weaker.

Naturally, McAvey and others have already noticed the abnormality from the sky, but they have no good way to deal with such an attack.

I can still carry it with my strong strength, but those ordinary soldiers can't do it, and even some low- and middle-level professionals have begun to appear shaky.

After all, the number of troops is still seen on the battlefield. Now that a large number of soldiers have gradually lost their combat effectiveness, one can imagine what the end will be.

The alliance's defense line was once again broken by the orcs.

This time, there is no need for the participation of the holy ranks. Just relying on those spiritual attacks in the sky, the alliance's hope of winning has been completely cut off.

"Your Majesty! Our soldiers can't stand it anymore! Hurry up and order to retreat! Retreat to Kuhan City, we can use the city walls there to carry out another wave of defense! There can only be a dead end here!"

Among a group of elite human cavalry, a royal guard was admonishing his king anxiously.

Romel gritted his teeth, and glanced at the guards who followed him all the way.

The original battle group of 500 people now has less than 50 people left. Everyone is soaked in blood, their armor is broken, and some people are even fighting hard with their seriously injured bodies.

On the other hand, the orcs, although they also paid a heavy price, each of these orcs seemed to be unafraid of death, and went forward one after another.

Relying on their absolute numerical superiority, they exchanged injuries for injuries and lives for lives, and successfully dragged down the alliance's army.

The orc army of 300 million, even if one-fifth of it is gone now, there are still more than 200 million, and it is still steadily crushing the army of the alliance.

From here, it can be seen how terrifying such a large orc army is.

Even though there are several saints on the side of the alliance, they are still defeated by the endless orc army.

Even without the mental attack in the sun, they might not be able to win the final victory.

This is a desperate battle.

Facing the orc army that couldn't be killed no matter how hard they tried, every alliance soldier gradually felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing that Romel was still hesitating, the personal guard couldn't help screaming again anxiously.

As if pulled back from his thoughts by this call, Rommel finally closed his eyes and nodded with a painful face.

"Okay... order to withdraw the troops! Let's return to Kuhan City for defense!!"

Hearing his order, the personal guard finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, the retreat horn began to sound in the Alliance army.

Seeing this scene, McAvey gritted his teeth secretly as he looked at the alliance's retreating army and at the orc army that was coming.

"You go back with the soldiers first, I'll stop those orcs!"

He motioned for the other saints to leave first, while he climbed onto the ruins of the Wall of Sighs.

"Is it finally time to use the forbidden spell..."

Arcatus looked at the figure on the ruins with complicated eyes. At this time, he didn't care about the tone of the order he gave him just now, but escorted the soldiers of the alliance towards Kuhan City.

Forbidden spell, a spell that can only be cast when the strength reaches the ninth level.

It is very difficult to use, even a ninth-level junior holy magister may not be able to release it.

Only an existence whose strength has reached McAvey's level can guarantee a one-time success.

Correspondingly, the power of the forbidden spell is also very terrifying. After using it, it can be described as destroying the world.

Of course, this is from the records of the Magic Guild, and it is also the evaluation of the mercenaries on the mainland. As for the people who have actually seen it, I am afraid that there are not many people.

McAvey stood alone on the ruins. Instead of immediately chanting the forbidden spell, he placed layers of protective barriers around him.

About 5 minutes had passed, and the alliance army had retreated by this time, and now he was the only one standing near the Wall of Sighs standing in the field.

In the distant sky, ten giant dragons are still bombing the rear of the orcs.

They are also worthy of being the race with the largest mana reserves in the world. They have continued to fight under high-intensity battles until now, and they still don't feel tired.

Although Alculus only brought ten giant dragons, the combat power of these giant dragons is comparable to the alliance army of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

"Whoo~"

With a light breath, all the formations of McAvey have been arranged at this time.

He glanced at the direction in which the Alliance army was going away, closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and began to chant the forbidden spell.

"The eternal ice prison, the frost elves from the void plane, frost, loneliness, sighs, shadows... the supreme will of ice, the queen who controls the ice world, I use the holy magister McAvey Lucent In the name of Ra, I send a prayer to you..."

"Domination, withering, destruction, revival... I already know the order you established, and I have insight into the destiny you bestow...I beg you, to send down your grace, and turn this world into your kingdom of ice..."

"Gifts, holy swamps, storms, frost... Your will will be rebuilt on the ruins, and the flower of ice will bloom again. Please open your eyes and look at me..."

McAvey's voice ranged from low to high, and he read every word very clearly, for fear of making any mistakes.

Compared with other spells, the chanting of the forbidden spell takes a very long time.

The way of singing has also changed from guiding natural elements to a ritual similar to prayer.

Accompanied by McAvey's voice, a pair of ice-blue eyes seemed to open in the dark, looking at this place through the endless void.

(End of this chapter)