The Wizarding Age

Compared to the many strange methods of wizards, the killing methods possessed by the knights of this world are too primitive and crude.

Although the law-breaking knights and wizards are of the same level and are not far apart in terms of power level, looking at the whole scene, you will find that they have almost no other means to restrain wizards except for a few combat skills such as Flame Blade, Cross Burst Slash, Half Moon Slash, etc.

On the other hand, the wizards, with their dazzling strange witchcraft and various incredible killing methods, are perfectly matched, and they can beat the law-breaking knights half to death in just one round.

The gap in strength between creatures of the same level in the higher and lower planes is simply astonishing!

As a last resort, the eleven glorious knights can only attack separately, each nailing a wizard to death and chasing after them. This effectively put an end to the hunting of these wizards, but it also dispersed their most powerful forces.

After all the glorious knights were lured away, a large number of witch arrays hidden under the battlefield began to operate at the same time.

So on the ground, the acid swamps that corrode the skin and bones, the smoky poisonous fog wetlands, the blood-sucking jungles where the blood-sucking vines spread randomly, the quicksand traps with mud piles and stone pillars... These terrible deadly places appeared one by one, almost occupying every area of ​​this mountain jungle.

Many witch beasts and ghouls took advantage of these special areas to fight guerrilla warfare with the demon hunters. Once the demon hunters were lured into these areas, there were almost no ones who could escape alive.

In order to save a team of more than ten knights, a glorious knight also broke into the blood-sucking jungle, but encountered the most terrifying scene there.

Countless blood-sucking vines drilled from deep underground danced in the wind, rolling up the vines with a faint metallic luster and attacking him from all directions. Moreover, each vine was covered with terrible thorns, and the front of the vine could see the terrifying mouthparts of lotus petals.

Risking his life, the Glorious Knight escaped from the swamp in a panic. When he came out, there were still a few severed tentacles of the magic vines on his armor, and these tentacles were still twisting, and the sharp wooden thorns scratched the armor plates and made a creaking sound. As for the magic horse under the Glorious Knight, it was drenched in the terrible green juice, and the whole body was covered with wisps of green smoke from the strong acid corrosion, accompanied by a pungent stench.

Looking at the battlefield in the distance, the knight leader Wensor witnessed with his own eyes that seven or eight demon hunters accidentally entered the acid swamp while chasing a group of witch beasts. Half of the members accidentally fell into it, and both the people and the magic horses were corroded into charred skeletons in a dozen or so seconds. The remaining members were thrown to the ground by the ghouls that rushed out, and the two sides started a bloody fight to the death there.

There was also a jungle filled with poisonous fog. A small team of demon hunters broke into it, and only heard angry shouts and roars, as well as the roars of ferocious beasts, but could not see the situation inside. And the demon hunters naturally did not appear in front of everyone again.

The deadly places were like death traps that would eat people without spitting out bones. Any demon hunter who broke into them would find it difficult to escape. They also cut the vast jungle into fragmented battlefields, making it difficult for the demon hunters to gather into an army and charge like a tide!

"My lord, what do you think?" Wensor turned his head with reluctance and looked at the great holy knight Willis.

"Let them continue to move forward and pay attention to avoid the enemy's dangerous areas. No matter what, we must destroy the enemy's wizard tower! I will let the dragon knight cooperate with you." Willis's majestic body stood tall on the back of the green dragon Oferel, and answered decisively.

"Then I'll lead the team. Thank you for your help!"

After only one hour of fighting, five or six hundred demon hunters have fallen in the jungle. Their sacrifices only resulted in two or three times more witch beasts and ghouls than them.

As for those evil wizards, they are like poisonous snakes hiding in dark caves, lurking until they can find the best opportunity to attack. When you suddenly see them, they are often the backs of them that slowly disappear after a fatal blow.

Seeing the scenes in front of him, Wensor, who had been holding the line in the rear, finally couldn't stand it anymore and led more than 1,500 reserve troops to the battlefield passionately.

Behind them, the holy knight Willis let out a strange and deep roar. In the roar, three green dragons hidden in the jungle behind soared into the sky, carrying the dragon knights on their backs, spreading their wide membrane wings, quickly passing through the treetops, and pounced on the witchcraft traps on the battlefield.

Whenever they fly over those areas, they open their mouths and spit out a long and thick dragon breath. The thick green poisonous dragon breath sank into the acid swamp and poisonous fog, plowing it fiercely.

Countless witch beasts screamed and ran out from inside, with strands of green poisonous fog wrapped around their bodies. Before they ran far, the terrible toxins took their lives. One witch beast after another fell silently in the forest, and their bodies began to rot and disintegrate quickly. The whole scene was unbearable to watch.

Ghouls themselves are undead creatures, immune to toxin attacks. They flexibly climbed to the top of the treetops, constantly jumping from the top of the forest, intending to climb onto the green dragons that passed through the sky and drag them down.

Unfortunately, they rarely succeeded, and most of them were blown away by the fierce wind brought by the green dragons. Even if there were occasional successful ones, they were cut in half by the dragon rider on the back of the green dragon with a light sword.

The green dragons kept diving, breathing, pulling up, diving again, breathing again, pulling up again...

After two or three rounds of this, the witchcraft array hidden in the dead land was finally destroyed by them. Some of the witchcraft traps began to slowly fail and turned back into an ordinary jungle. However, the white bones and charred remains left in the forest clearing clearly showed the horrific scene that happened here before!

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Inside the War Witch Tower.

More than a dozen wizards were busy working nervously.

However, they were busy but not in a hurry. Each one commanded a large group of mechanical beasts and were working hard to complete the erection of the last part of the witch tower.

The battle on the front line is already in full swing!

The wizard beasts that the wizard camp had worked so hard to stock up in the past half month have been exhausted. Although the elite ghouls are strong in combat power, they are not in sufficient numbers and cannot support the portal on such a large battlefield.

As a last resort, the wizards on the front line could only rely on the witch formations they had set up in advance to barely block the enemy's advance. However, as the opponent's dragon team spared no effort to sweep the ground with dragon breath, these witch formations began to be damaged one after another, and the situation on the battlefield was getting worse day by day!

The battlefield has gradually spread from 5 miles away from the wizard camp to 2 miles away, and some sporadic demon hunting knights have broken into the camp. Although they were also eliminated by the camp guards who swarmed up, this fully demonstrated the urgency of time.

An hour or half an hour?

If they cannot complete the deployment of the war witch tower before a large number of demon hunting knights pour into the camp, then the fragile witch tower will not be able to withstand the impact of the dragon!

Therefore, when the warning signals from the front line came back loudly, all the family wizards worked hard with all their energy and energy.

In a secret room in the tower, two third-level wizards, a man and a woman, were standing in front of the humanoid projection of Sorupo Sarupo, talking in a low voice.

"Lord Sarupo, let us go out and resist! As long as we swallow one or two giant dragons, they should be able to slow down their advance. This will also buy Wuta a little more time!" The person who spoke was a man in green clothes. The female wizard in robes, her face was hidden in the green mist and could not be seen at all. But when she said the word "devour", the greed and urgency in her tone were palpable.

Although the purple-robed wizard standing on the other side did not hide himself, the strange purple eyes all over his body were particularly frightening. Countless purple eyes that were blinking slightly could be seen from his exposed neck, face and hands. And these eyes are obviously not some kind of decoration, but a real thing.

When they open their eyes together and peer in all directions, anyone will feel creepy and a sense of awe will arise in their hearts!

"Yes, Lord Sarupo. Let Sanazha and I go out and fight for a while. It shouldn't be a problem to destroy those green dragons!" Rarely, the purple-eyed wizard also spoke up to agree with his companions.

"No! You two place too much emphasis on physical strength, and your analysis of the laws of mutated planes has not been completely completed yet. Under the constraints of the laws of planes, how much combat power can you exert?" The humanoid projection finally opened. He opened his eyes and asked coldly.

The purple-eyed wizard frowned and replied uncertainly: "About 45%!"

Another purple-robed female wizard also forced a smile: "I can only wield 35% of my power!"

"Hmph..." Humanity Projection said disdainfully: "This little power only allows you to reach the peak level of Level 2. It may not be a problem to deal with a few small dragons, but once your true identity is exposed, then that Level 4 Holy Knight can Let’s go all out!”

"Sir, they are already here, why don't they attack with all their strength? What is that Willis waiting for?" the purple-eyed wizard asked in confusion.

"Jie Jie Jie... do you think he doesn't want to take action? It's all me that's shaking him! Ever since he stepped into the jungle, I've separated a trace of spiritual thoughts that tightly pressed on his mind. This will make him moved. He is inexplicably frightened but cannot find the reason. It is for this reason that he becomes so conservative and passive. Otherwise, he would lead the dragon towards the War Witch Tower at the beginning. Do you think you two can block his attack? ?”

The two level 3 wizards looked at each other, and the awe in their hearts was even stronger.

Able to plant seeds of thoughts in the mind of a strong person from the fourth level without letting the other party notice, and indirectly affect the other party's major decisions. Such an ability is simply incredible!

The two wizards stopped talking, silently closing their eyes and continuing to analyze the annoying dimensional shackles. chapter;