On the Seven Towers

The Saint of the City of God was about to throw the ball of energy in his hand at Gordon, but he found that there was a terrifying energy bursting out from below. The level of this energy made him feel the threat of death.

He gave up the attack without hesitation, and his body flashed and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in the sky, hundreds of meters away from the original position. In his opinion, no attack could be effective under this teleportation.

But he didn't expect that hundreds of tiny metal projectiles flew through the air, covering most of the sky. The speed of these projectiles was so fast that it was unimaginable. It was not until he was shocked to find that his forehead, back of the head, chest, and back were bleeding that he heard the slow roar.

It was an attack much faster than sound, and he realized this before his soul was about to leave his body.

The body of the Saint fell from the air and slammed between the guards and the Temple Knights who were fighting fiercely. The Temple Knights saw that the Saint who had just commanded them had turned into a dead body and fell into a pulp in front of them, and they were terrified. They had never gained an advantage in the battle with the magic-protected guards. Now that they saw that the enemy could easily kill even the saints, they began to waver. After a few people began to flee, this short battle turned into a rout.

The soul of the saint rose from the corpse in a daze, and was about to find the direction of the city of gods to return. But a volley of bullets pierced his soul. The magic-breaking power attached to those bullets destroyed the structure of the soul and killed the saint completely. Chen Hansheng put away his rifle and said to the guards who were about to chase: "Don't chase. The enemy only has one saint, everyone be careful."

Beside Chen Hansheng, the barrels of two experimental electromagnetic guns had been deformed and were basically scrapped. These two guns were not used to attack positions, but were specifically used to attack saints. And in order to hit the saint, it used shotgun shells loaded with a large number of metal projectiles. Accelerated by the electromagnetic field generated by high-quality electric magic crystals, these metal projectiles have extremely high initial velocity and extremely long range. Although the Saint of the Divine City retreated a long distance, he was still within the cone range of the electromagnetic cannon. A distance of several hundred meters is a blink of an eye for these shells. Although only a dozen of the thousands of projectiles fired at the same time hit his shield, it was enough to destroy his shield, and the two projectiles that passed through the shield, although most of the kinetic energy had been reduced, were enough to destroy his body.

Although the cost of these two electromagnetic cannons was enough to build several buildings in Arano, Chen Hansheng still felt it was worth it. This cannon can still be built after all, but it is unknown how much effort it will take to train a saint. His only concern now is when the other saint will come back.

He ordered the gunner to pack up the wreckage of the electromagnetic cannon and retreat to the city first, and then looked up at Master Gordon in the air.

I don’t know how long it will take him to break the opponent’s shield.

Master Gordon, in the midst of so many enemies' interference, had finally produced results from the magic he had been casting on the shield. The shield went from shaking to trembling, and when it trembled to the limit, it burst like a soap bubble. The shells fired from the walls of Arano fell to the ground without any hindrance, and fireballs rose up, destroying the structure of the magic circle.

At the same time, the second saint who had chased out also returned to this position.

He saw that the shield of the position had been broken up by the enemy, and the magic circle on the ground had been submerged by the enemy's artillery fire, and the temple knights and priests he left behind did not want to fight the enemy, but instead fled everywhere.

He stretched out his hand to grab the ground, and a fleeing temple knight was grabbed into the sky by his magic hand.

He grabbed the knight in front of him and shouted, "What's going on! Why did you flee without fighting? Let the position be destroyed! I was only out for a few minutes!"

"Lord Asedo, the enemy, the enemy is too strong. I have tried my best to fight, look here..." The Temple Knight lifted the hair above his ears, half of his ear was cut off, and blood was flowing from his head and neck into his armor, "I was shot by their fire-breathing guns. Many people died in the battle, even Saint Angarit died."

"Angarit died? How is it possible?" The saint named Asedo clenched his fists, and the magic hand also clenched, causing the Temple Knight to scream in pain.

"Lord, spare me, spare me. Really. Saint Angarit was flying in the sky and was hit by a weapon that made a loud noise. He fell directly and fell in front of us."

"What kind of weapon?" As soon as Asedo asked this question, he felt a murderous intent coming from a distance. He instantly left his position and moved horizontally for more than ten meters.

The temple knight who was still in the original position was hit by several sniper bullets and turned into pieces of meat flying in the air.

"This weapon again." Asedo hesitated. He knew Angarite's ability. He was a mage who was good at space magic. At least in terms of teleportation and evasion, he must be better than himself. If he was also killed by the opponent in one blow. Asedo had no confidence in dodging.

Seeing the knights and priests fleeing below, he knew that even if he rushed into the enemy camp and killed them, it would be useless. So he turned around and flew in the direction of Dominic and others. In his opinion, instead of taking risks here, it would be better to meet up there. The battle situation there should be no suspense and the outcome would be decided soon.

However, he had just flown that way for a minute when he met a male mage who was flying this way. The way he acted gave him the impression that he was also a saint.

"The siege position has been destroyed. Are you escaping this way?" the male mage said.

There is actually an enemy saint coming here?

Acedo had a very bad premonition in his heart. He glanced at the smoke-filled battlefield in Dominica, and it didn't look like he was about to win. Could it be that the enemy still has some remaining strength over there and is ready to support the battlefield on the siege formation?

At this time, there was also a wave of magic power behind him, and a female mage stepped out of the void, blocking his way back.

She is also a saint! Acedo's heart sank...

Chen Hansheng ordered the team to return to the city, but he himself waited where he was. He knew that Edel was in danger, but he wanted to wait a little longer for news about him.

A ball of light flew down from the sky and turned into Edel's shadow in front of him. Xuying couldn't speak and just smiled and waved to Chen Hansheng.

"Edel, you..." Chen Hansheng was about to ask him, when the shadow shook his head slightly and then disappeared.

Chen Hansheng only vaguely heard a voice saying: I did it, you owe me a monument...