Arcane Linguist

Chapter 445 The real crisis

"Damn it, that tyrant has come incarnate!"

"Every team, follow me to cast the "Fireball Technique" and fire in a volley! "

"Those who can still breathe, jointly cast "Force Field Prison" to restrict his movements! "

"Be careful of those demons... Another batch has come out. Someone come and deal with them quickly!"

Time goes back to one day ago, in the Western Front Theater, outside the fortress.

A blood-colored shadow as huge as a mountain formed a cloud of smoke and enveloped the wilderness.

Under this bloody shadow, many mages gathered together and attacked the fat figure in the center of the battlefield.

It was an incarnation of a devil transformed from an ogre. It had a head shaped like a crocodile, long and flat and ferocious. The skin on its body was rough and thick, forming a biological armor similar to a rhinoceros. Its hair was loose and messy, and it was covered with a piece of animal skin. The small coat can be easily wrapped around the waist and abdomen.

Feeling the magic attacks roaring from all directions, the long-lost pain and pleasure emerged at the same time, making Shank burst into laughter.

Shank felt energetic, and the power this body could exert became even more powerful.

Several human warriors had a look of fear on their faces. When they looked up, the shadows covering their faces quickly expanded.

Red and white, the skull burst into pieces.

The next moment, Shank seemed to feel something and reached out to grab it.

The essence and blood floated up, turning into streaks of blood and sinking into his body.

The fortress is in danger!
The Western Front is in emergency!
Letters asking for urgent help flew to the college like snowflakes.

A few hours later, wave after wave of offensive attacks continued like raging sea waves.

Shank did not launch an attack immediately, but summoned the demons lurking nearby and began to gather the team and organize the demons.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but feel waves of fear. They could only fight and retreat, temporarily returning to the fortress before making plans.

Then he swiped violently and smashed the others in half with a "slash", splitting them into several pieces and flying everywhere.

The soldier's screams stopped abruptly, and his skull was smashed by a bone club in the blink of an eye.

Shank laughed wildly, as if the iron tower's burly body was stained with more blood, becoming more ferocious and terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to a team close to him.

The power from the enemy's life is turning into a ball of blood-colored mist that is enveloping his body.

The body of this humanoid monster limited his magical abilities, but as an ogre, he was born with a strong body. With the blessing of legendary power, he quickly broke through the limits of mortals and possessed unparalleled terrifying power.

Shank was condescending and swung his stick fiercely. The human warrior was instantly smashed into a pile of mud, and even the armor on his body was as tattered as paper.

"what!"

"Hahahaha!"

Shank suddenly waved the bone club in his hand, and with a scalp-numbing whistling sound, the fireball close to his body burst.

This is one of his extraordinary qualities, "war plunder". By killing enemies, he can temporarily transform his essence and gain abilities.

A blood-colored chain was formed out of thin air and hooked the human warrior more than ten meters away.

Xinweila's senior officials quickly took action and organized manpower to carry out encirclement and suppression.

"The arrival of the incarnation of the great devil will further intensify the demonization of the entire world...

The material plane will gradually be eroded by the abyss, and even the spellcasting environment will be completely changed!

At that time, the power those devils can project will become even more powerful! "

This is a characteristic of interdimensional creatures. By transforming alien planes, they can gradually create an environment suitable for themselves.

That kind of cross-dimensional acclimatization will gradually be eliminated. In turn, Sinvilla's side was suppressed.

Not just the humans of Synvela, but also all magical creatures accustomed to the laws of the material plane.

In college.

Roland stood in the villa area where he lived temporarily and looked up.

The environment here is beautiful. The sky should have been blue and full of natural energy and elemental power.

But at this moment, it seems to have become gloomy due to the influence of many days of rain and the pervasive evil spirit.

There were waves of unsettling smells in the hazy sky.

"If this continues, Sinvela will really be doomed..."

As a great mage, Roland has strong spiritual power and can more easily resonate with the mana of heaven and earth.

He could feel that the entire world was being polluted by demonic energy, forming a special magic that was not easy for humans to control.

The same Mana resonance will make it more difficult to leverage the corresponding power.

In other words, overall magic levels will decrease, spellcasting will become more likely to fail, and spells will become less powerful.

Just like the decrease in oxygen content in the air will change the size of insects, plastic energy spells that focus on mobilizing the power of natural elements are more susceptible to its effects.

"Isn't there a legendary mage in Sinvila? At this time, it should be time to recall the legendary mage traveling abroad to save the world, right?"

Trina remembered something and asked Rolando.

“That’s right, Sinvela, like Atrein, has legendary mages.

These top powerhouses are the kind of people who are summoned at critical moments of life and death.

But the sea of ​​​​stars is vast, and it is unknown where those legendary powerhouses traveled and what situation they found themselves in after they left.

It is possible to cross planes, which can easily take dozens or even hundreds of years...

It is also common to not be able to make it back in time. "

Roland shook his head and said helplessly.

"Think about it, as a dragon, you sometimes sleep for two or three years, which is an incredibly long time for a mortal.

If an insect builds a nest in your territory and lives and dies in winter for two or three generations, you won’t care much. "

Trina thought about it and felt it made sense.

The bond between those legendary powerhouses and Sinvila is a kind of incense love that grows here.

They may value their companions, relatives and friends, but after decades or hundreds of years, those who remain are descendants, not the original group of people.

This is an irreconcilable contradiction between long-lived and short-lived species. How much the legendary mages value their homeland has to be said separately.

"As for lowering the projection or using other methods to help, it is also possible.

But the level of those legendary strong men may not be as high as that of Shank, and the role they can play on the battlefield may not even be as great as that of an archmage. "

Roland said again.

Those legendary strong men crossed the sea of ​​stars and traveled to distant places. To the material world, it was as if they had ascended.

The power that the projections or incarnations sent from the air can exert are also limited by the laws of the plane.

Therefore, even Roland felt that instead of counting on those legendary mages, it was better to count on the local archmages to rise.

If there are two or three people who are willing to stand up and fight to the death against the bloody tyrant Shank, it may not be impossible to destroy his incarnation and drive him back to his hometown in hell.

(End of this chapter)