The Wizarding Age

On the battlefield. .

On the battlefield where thousands of people were watching.

As Grimm, who looked like a terrifying fire demon, roared and cast a spell, the sky, which was clear just now, suddenly turned dark red. Above the distant clouds, a dazzling huge meteorite rolled down with a terrifying fire cloud.

The rolling flames, the burning fire cloud, the terrifying power that was unstoppable...

Before the meteorite approached, everyone in the field had already had their hearts tightened, their breathing stopped, and they watched in panic as this doomsday disaster fell towards the retreating Iron Legion.

"Stupid, he just wants to induce you to take action, so that he has a reason to retaliate! Let your people run for their lives!" After scolding the stupid lord a few times, Carlos the wizard did not bother to hide his figure. Green light flashed around him, and the whole person rushed to the battlefield as if he was cast into the speed spell.

Old wizard Kelan looked up at the might of the violent meteorite swaying and falling, and couldn't help shaking his head and said: "The fire wizard is indeed the most suitable elemental wizard for the battlefield, especially a scary guy who has chosen the fire system. It seems that your group of iron cans are no longer safe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, old wizard Kelan raised his hand and lightly drew a blue wind bat, sitting on it and rushing to the battlefield. The strange wizard who had been shrouded in black fog from beginning to end had already turned into a black smoke and shot towards the fire like an arrow.

Behind them, the self-esteem of Viscount Trass was livid and his teeth were chattering. Although he did not believe that the young wizard on the battlefield could destroy his carefully built iron legion with one blow, the statements of the two wizards on his side made him feel uneasy, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

The iron legion in front of him was the result of his hard work for more than ten years!

When building anti-magic armor for these iron legions, a lot of anti-magic materials were mixed in. According to the basic market conditions of the Wizard Continent, such a set of anti-magic armor is worth at least 4,000 gold coins. The elite warriors equipped with anti-magic armor have indeed shown strong strength that matches its high price.

The witchcraft cast by ordinary middle and low-level apprentices can hardly damage the anti-magic armor at all. Even those high-level apprentices have to retreat and dare not confront it head-on when facing the combination of anti-magic armor and magic burst arrows.

The biggest proof is that the quasi-witch only killed two heavy armored warriors with a burst fireball on the battlefield just now. To be honest, the two dead heavy armored warriors were actually killed by the violent flame shock wave, and they died, not because of witchcraft damage.

This also shows that anti-magic armor has a good reduction property for witchcraft damage!

Therefore, when the two wizards lost confidence in the Iron Legion, Viscount Trass held his breath and stared at the terrible meteorite with a long tail of fire from a distance.

So, under the gazes of everyone with different expressions, the terrifying meteorite finally fell heavily into the ranks of the Iron Legion.

Time seemed to stop flowing suddenly, and the vision of all the onlookers suddenly stopped!

This short pause may only last for a moment, or it may be as long as a lifetime.

A terrible explosion shock wave finally broke the stagnation of time, showing its fierce and violent side to everyone.

The earth is shaking, and the sky is bleeding!

The meteorite wrapped in the sky of fire clouds left a 20-meter-wide pit on the spot. The wild impact force broke the meteorite into pieces, and the broken pieces of meteorite were shot in all directions with terrible power.

After the violent meteorite scattered, it was a terrible shock wave.

The harsh wind was like a piece of invisible blade, spreading outward in a ring. Wherever the shock wave passed, the earth collapsed and gravel flew. All the dust and debris on the earth were instantly thrown away.

After the terrifying shock wave passed, the next thing that descended was the sea of ​​fire that burned everything.

The original 300-man steel army was hit by the terrifying meteorite that fell from the sky, and seven or eight people immediately disappeared in the deep pit, and it was difficult to find a trace. When the meteorite rain raged wildly around, except for a few steel warriors who were killed on the spot by the meteorite fragments, most of them relied on solid armor to support it.

But the following terrifying shock wave was too unsolvable.

Under the impact of the violent and fierce air waves and wind blades, countless steel warriors could not withstand the strong change in air pressure, their eardrums were perforated, their eyes were congested, their internal organs were ruptured, and they vomited blood after being knocked down by the violent air waves.

Then just when they basically lost their resistance, the raging sea of ​​fire descended!

Most of the 300 steel warriors were engulfed by the terrifying sea of ​​fire without any resistance, and only those guys at the edge of the meteorite explosion area were able to escape. And they were still covered with terrible elemental flames, and they were burned and screaming miserably. They could only roll on the ground, trying to suppress the blazing flames on their bodies.

The entire center of the battlefield immediately fell into a bloody storm, and the scene was simply horrible!

The whip in Viscount Trass's hand slipped silently.

His eyes were dull, and his mouth was as big as a hippopotamus. He just stared blankly at the battlefield full of dead and wounded, and even forgot to send people to rescue the remaining soldiers.

200 people!

At least 200 people!

The horrible meteorite that fell from the sky just now took away at least 200 elite soldiers of the Iron Legion who had fought in all directions.

And at the edge of the raging fire, there were still many firemen wailing miserably, running around and calling for help, and then fell to the ground in pain and never got up again.

"Help...Help...people...ah..." Trass wanted to roar loudly like thunder, but after opening his mouth, he realized that his voice was weak and intermittent.

Tears of pain slid down from the corners of his eyes.

It's over...it's over! The carefully crafted Iron Legion was destroyed by the terrible wizard with one blow.

Viscount Trass's spirit collapsed instantly, and the whole person was like a scabby dog ​​with a spine pulled out, and it was almost difficult for him to sit still on his majestic horse.

Kill him! You must kill him!

Viscount Trass roared madly in his heart, propped up his body, and looked at the majestic and mighty tall figure like a fire demon through his blurred tearful eyes.

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Just a violent blow destroyed nearly 70% of the Iron Legion's combat power.

Grimm looked at the Iron Warrior struggling in the sea of ​​fire from a distance, and did not try to make up another blow.

According to the war rules of the Sanditallin area, wizards are generally not allowed to directly participate in secular wars. Wizards are only allowed to intervene in wars when it involves their own or family interests, but they are still not allowed to take the initiative to attack nobles or their affiliated forces.

Of course, those who take the initiative to provoke wizards and offend the dignity of wizards are not protected.

Therefore, Grimm responded to the Iron Legion's offense with a violent attack, which no wizard has the right to say. But if the opponent has paid a heavy price and he is aggressive, I am afraid that the Sanditalin Wizard Association will never allow such behavior.

So Grimm's 3-meter-high flaming body stood in place, silently waiting for his opponent to come.

And 200 meters to his left, Wizard Korgan slowly landed on the ground, looking at the miserable state of the Iron Legion, and couldn't help but dance with joy: "Burning well, burning wonderfully, burning quack! This time, the self-esteemed Lord Trass is probably going to cry bitterly."

Although the two wanted to fight side by side, as wizards, each of them has his own unique fighting style. Grimm's 100-meter wide flame barrier does not distinguish between friend and foe. Even if Korgan rushes in, it will burn everyone.

So in order to avoid interfering with each other, the two can only keep a distance of 100 to 200 meters.

They both looked up at the same time, staring at the three wizards who were slowly landing 300 meters in front of them.

"Carlos... Coran... Maxlan!"

Korgan obviously knew the wizards of the surrounding major families and organizations very well, and he easily reported their names at a glance. Especially when his eyes fell on the strange black smoke, his tone was especially heavy.

Secretly, Korgan had already contacted Grimm and quickly introduced the situation of the three people in front of him.

Carlos, a level 1 curse wizard (one of the elemental wizard branches), belongs to the Mikan family (hostile), is cruel and vicious by nature, and is good at all negative blessing curse witchcraft.

Colan, a level 1 summoner wizard (one of the branches of the esoteric wizards), belongs to a neutral wizard association called "Wheel of Time" and is good at summoning creatures from other worlds.

Maislan, a level 1 dark wizard (one of the branches of elemental wizards), belongs to the Black Hand Association (neutral), with unknown personality traits, a natural affinity for dark elements, and all attacks have extremely strong corrosive properties.

When Korgan finished introducing the situation of several people, Grimm couldn't help but ask: "Doesn't Sanditalin not allow wizards to directly intervene in secular wars? They rushed over so swaggeringly, aren't they afraid of causing punishment from the Wizard Association?"

"Humph! Rules are dead, people are alive!" Korgan snorted: "They must have signed some kind of employment agreement with that Trass, so this war involves their personal interests, so..."

Korgan didn't continue, but Grimm already understood it completely.

The rules set by the Emotional Wizard Association are purely a fig leaf. The purpose of the rules is to avoid large-scale wizard conflicts, and no one will pay attention to small-scale family conflicts.

In the final analysis, the outbreak of this war is just that the surrounding wizard families or organizations saw the weakness of the Salubo family and wanted to take advantage of it. It has nothing to do with justice, right or wrong, and even the original excuse for the war has been forgotten!

If the Salubo family wants to protect its existing interests and wait for the recovery of its own strength, it must show a more fierce attitude than others. Otherwise, when the family leaders withdraw their strength and return, they may face a devastated ruin. chapter;