John frowned slightly. He didn't see the white wolf after entering.

The white wolf came in just now and disappeared after that.

He was a little confused. Even Xirui could see it, but the wizard here couldn't?

Most of the wizards present were witches, and there were only a few wizards.

There are twenty-two wizards in total.

Plus those villagers to deal with Nilfgaard.

John was noncommittal.

As the sky gradually brightened, the tension caused by this night attack did not disappear.

Many of the villagers fled, and those who remained were summoned.

"I wonder what other tricks they have?"

The leader of the wizards is Vilgefortz, a wizard.

He looked righteous, tall, and extremely handsome.

He looks only in his thirties, but is actually much older.

John's arrival made Wigefortz's eyes flash with a strange look, but he still welcomed him.

"We cannot wait for the Northern Kingdom," Wilgefortz, who is not only a wizard but also a commander who has participated in battles, said decisively, "We must fight."

Nilfgaard advanced so quickly that the troops from the Northern Kingdoms had not yet arrived.

Triss said: "But we only have twenty-two...twenty-three people."

She subconsciously glanced at John and included him.

There was a huge disparity in power, and a wizard said, "I will not leave. Anyway, I have lived enough."

At this moment, heavy fog began to rise in the forest in the distance.

It's created by magic.

John felt that the fog magic was similar to his own.

Heavy fog drifted this way, covering up the traces of Nilfgaard's march.

Vilgefortz immediately began to command, "They are coming, we have to move."

He named ten wizards and said: "You guys go out of the city."

Then she said to a green-robed witch: "Sabina, take the villagers to the fort."

He quickly mobilized wizards to form a defense line.

John was not transferred out; he was assigned the job of defending the city walls from enemy attempts to scale the city.

He was not fully trusted.

All mobilized, John stood on the wall and watched the army approaching.

The villagers distributed bows and arrows and prepared weapons.

High above, the black-haired witch who stopped the fireball from falling was making preparations.

Triss was beside John and chuckled: "That's Yennefer of Vengerberg."

She thought John was attracted to Yennefer and teased: "She's pretty, isn't she?"

It was beautiful indeed, John admitted.

Triss cheered him up and said, "After this war is over, you can pursue it."

"That's not necessary." John didn't know why, but he felt that the people here seemed to be quite open-minded, and he just took a look.

Triss pursed her lips and smiled, thinking that John was shy, "Have courage."

"I am fifteen years old." John said expressionlessly.

At this moment, Triss's eyes were filled with confusion.

The war started and heavy fog came outside the city.

Triss also walked out.

She touched the ground with her hands, and magic was transmitted through her hands.

She murmured an ancient language, and John looked solemn.

Spores bloomed in the forest, spreading poison and causing scores of soldiers to fall.

John was a little surprised and muttered: "A unique application of the growth spell."

A voice appeared in her head, it was Yennefer.

"Coral, there are soldiers directly ahead."

John squinted his eyes and saw a phalanx of soldiers approaching directly in front.

"Psychic magic." To John's surprise, this magic was very similar to his own psychic magic.

The witch named Coral stood in front of the phalanx of soldiers and raised her left hand. As her magic power spread out, the phalanx of soldiers fell down.

And she had a nosebleed at the same time.

"These magics will harm the body." John felt the changes around him.

In this battle, the reality of the world is basically the same as the original world.

"It's a rule."

John knew what the extra was.

The rules of the world have been perfected, and now I am in a real battlefield.

The war continues, with villagers throwing explosives by throwing rocks.

Under Yennefer's command, she captured all traces of enemy soldiers.

John's eyes turned into vertical pupils.

Under his observation, the chaotic particles that once appeared on Nagini now filled the battlefield.

"These magics are similar to Bloodborne."

He stared at the magic fluctuations, turning into chaotic particles and spreading continuously.

Not only are there wizards here, there are also wizards in the Nilfgaardian army.

John sensed the chaos particles born in the city, and he drew his wand and pointed it at the place where the particles gathered.

"Reducto"

White light streaked across the empty streets of the city.

The newly generated vortex there was hit by white light.

White light submerged inside.

Weige is the wizard of Nilfgaard's army and one of the commanders of this battle.

She gathered her soldiers and used magic to open the portal.

The soldiers drew their bows and nocked arrows, aiming at the vortex.

Just as the arrow was about to be released to catch the defender off guard, Wei Ge's expression suddenly changed.

White light flew out from inside and exploded like a flash.

The surrounding trees were blown by the strong wind, and the soldiers were thrown away by the impact.

Wei Ge is not immune.

"Who is it?" She hit the tree and slipped, her eyes widening.

John's blow caught Yennefer's attention, and she recalled Vilgefortz's words in her mind.

"Don't trust that person too much."

But now, the situation on the battlefield is not optimistic.

Her eyes hardened.

The voice sounded in John's head.

"John."

"The Witcher plot ends tomorrow, spread the flowers."

Chapter 408 I broke the trial

The fog almost surrounded the entire city.

Because of magic, the mist cannot enter.

The door was broken open.

It's only a matter of time before those terrifying black armies rush inside.

The ten wizards sent out will also have insufficient magic power when being pursued and intercepted by the black army.

John stood on the city wall and witnessed the witch being chased by the army.

He discovered that a steady stream of chaotic particles was coming towards the broken gate. John's duty was to protect the city wall.

Logically speaking, it seems that it is not within his management scope.

But he heard the call.

"John, I want you to head to the city gates."

It was Yennefer, who finally decided to believe John.

Even though they didn't know each other for even one night.

But there are not enough manpower now.

John looked down at the city gate as he fell down from the city wall.

It looks like an act of seeking death.

The black army discovered John, and they came towards John.

Without even looking, John swung his left hand, and an impact knocked the soldier away.

He walked to the city gate and knocked away any soldiers who came.

The mist was approaching.

Look carefully, it's a person.

Chaos particles continued to scatter from that person's body, and his face looked haggard.

A white robe appears to be draped over a skeleton.

The man walked towards the city gate with firm steps.

John drew his sword without using his wand.

The runes on the silver sword flickered, and John raised his eyes to look at the man.

The wizard from Nilfgaard also felt something.

The wizard opened his hands, and the mist surged towards John.

John whispered to the silver sword: "Tell me, is it you?"

The silver sword trembled slightly as if it were psychic.

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