Carry the Ring of Elden with you

Vladimi recited the spell again, and on this cold winter night, countless colorful flowers suddenly bloomed on the cold ground.But if you look closely, you can see that there are ferocious teeth in the center of each flower.These piranha flowers gradually grew in size, guarding Vladimir in the middle, and then countless bee-like bugs flew out from between the flowers.

The number of bugs was so large that it was like a dark cloud, and Blaze still used the royal sword to spread the ice mist.Frozen bugs kept falling to the ground in mid-air, and their bodies were eaten by the piranha flowers, which then spit out more bugs.

"Tsk." Blaze was forced to fall back to the ground. Although the ice mist he released could effectively kill these bugs, there were too many bugs, and the speed of destruction gradually failed to keep up with the speed of generation.

Vladimir chuckled and said: "Before my ether is exhausted, these flowers will continue to give birth to corpse-eating insects. And can you persist until that time?"

Then he pretended to be hypocritical and reminded: "Oh, by the way, don't ever think of using fire magic or poison attribute spells to attack the corpse-eating insects. These insects will be severely stung whether they encounter fire or poison." They make them more ferocious. Haha, there was once a flame mage who stepped into the legendary realm like me and was chewed into bones by these insects. "

Blaze charged up and waved out a large swath of ice mist that froze all the skeleton-eating insects around him into pieces. He then jumped back a few steps to distance himself from Vladimir and looked at her coldly.

Vladimir is not in a hurry, and it will be beneficial to him to delay.So the Archmage waved his hand, and the skeleton-eating insects regenerated by the man-eating flowers also stopped attacking, flapping their insect wings and staying in the air, making a sound like a buzzing sound.

"What's wrong? Are you aware of the fact that you can't defeat me?" Varadimi laughed softly: "Anyway, you orcs are hired by others. Instead of being hired by the Golden Federation, how about accepting the employment of our Offensive Council? I can feel that you are very powerful, and you are not the kind of waste that squeezes into the legendary realm by relying on drugs and time. You and I are close to touching the realm of God."

When the great magician of life said this, he stretched out his hand to the werewolf in the distance, his tone full of sincerity: "Join our Arcane Council, a strong man like you should not die in this place."

Then he seemed like a kind and kind old man next door, sighing: "The road to becoming a god is too difficult and lonely. It is a very rare thing to meet a fellow traveler on this road. There is no deep hatred between us. Why not simply turn enemies into friends and choose a sunny afternoon to share the difficulties encountered in practice?"

Then Vladimir closed his mouth and stopped speaking, and looked at Blazer with burning eyes, as if he was very confident that his words could convince the other party.

Blazer remained silent while Vladimir was speaking. It was not until the other party calmed down that he opened his mouth and replied: "Your words reminded me of a person I know, Servais."

"Who is he? Is he your friend?" Varadimi asked.

Blaze shook his head, with an expression of extreme disgust in his tone. Blaze's beast eyes seemed to see that disgusting guy teasing him with harsh words next to him: "No, he is a hypocritical little boy. People, just like you now, hide their true nature. They say they are inviting me, but they are actually delaying time."

The half-werewolf looked at Vladimi, whose face darkened, and said, "Actually, I'm stalling for time too. What Roland said is right. The mages in your world always seem to be arrogant and look down on ordinary people who don't know magic."

"But do you know? With your ability, you can only become an assistant professor in our Rhea Lucalia College, and you will be responsible for helping move books and organize materials every day." Blaze's magnetic voice said: "You have been practicing all your life just to touch the realm of God? You can't even have a separate classroom in the college, but you would have such a whimsical idea. It really makes me want to laugh out loud."

After hearing what Blazer said, Varadimi, as a well-respected senior mentor of the Offa Council, was so angry that he was so angry that he did not realize what Blazer meant by "your world".

He raised his finger and pointed at Blaze and said angrily: "How dare you say that I am not qualified to be in charge of a classroom? Are you kidding? I have published countless papers in the Austrian Parliament, and they are still used by apprentices who practice life magic. My theory.”

Then Vladimir took a deep breath to calm down, and became calmer when he opened his eyes again.He said in a deep voice: "The orcs are the orcs, so ignorant and ignorant, and they talk about noble mages. You should become fertilizer for this sea of ​​flowers. A warrior who has been in the legendary realm for many years is enough to make my sea of ​​flowers grow again. .”

However, just when Vladimi controlled the corpse-eating insects to attack, he suddenly discovered that the surrounding flowers had been covered with frost for some time, and even the wings of the corpse-eating insects flying in the air were waving slowly. When it came down, it was obviously being eroded by frost.

"When exactly...!" Vladimi's pupils were shocked, but Blaze, who was attacking towards him, made it impossible for him to think about this matter, and he immediately activated life magic all over his body.Emerald green ether surged out of Vladimir's body like a torrent, counteracting the erosion of the frost.

Blaze unleashed an astonishing offensive, and the heavy royal sword was like a light feather in his half-human, half-wolf hand, quickly slashing at the enemy.The frost mist released by the giant sword was like magic, covering his movements and making it difficult to capture.Under his attack, the dangerous skeleton-eating insects and piranha flowers in front of Vladimi suddenly disappeared like scattered sand.

Before Vladimi had time to react, Blaze's hideous figure had already appeared in front of the great magician of life.Vladimir crossed the staff of the Morning Star of Life in his hand, and countless wooden thorns as sharp as knives suddenly appeared from the ground beside him, and they instantly shot towards Blaze, who was wrapped in armor.

"Don't get too carried away! Orcs!" Vladimi roared.

However, before the wooden thorn could touch Blaze, the half-werewolf jumped into the air and spun around in a circle. The royal sword was raised above his head. Blaze slashed downwards with the royal sword that spread the cold air. Steely wooden thorns scattered like fragile dead leaves.At the same time, the terrifying life magician Varadimi was so frightened that his expression had no time to change, and he instantly lost his head.

"Bam—!"

The position where Vladimi was standing was instantly covered by a blue ice mist, and the place where Blazer landed has become a frozen land.At the same time, the magic circle of [Withered Wood Meets the World] was instantly broken, and the light originally emitted by the magic crystal and mercury was completely extinguished.

The half-wolf man looked at Vladimir, whose body was frozen to pieces and lying in a ball on the ground. The crimson in his eyes faded, and he said to him: "You said that I am a fellow traveler with you on the road to pursuing godhood?"

Blaze raised the royal sword and pointed the tip of the sword at the ground: "You are thinking too much. I have been ahead of you a long time ago, and I am not even on the same road as you."

The royal sword slammed into the ice-covered ground, and a subtle scream came from where Blaze had thrust it.Then he pulled out the royal sword, and there was a large bud dripping blood stuck on the tip of the sword.

"No! How do you know my true identity is here?!" A horrified voice came from the bud, and at the same time an old face suddenly appeared. If you look carefully, you can recognize that it is Vladimi's appearance.

At this time, the flower bud kept struggling, but the ice mist on the royal sword gradually froze it, causing Varadimi to scream and beg for mercy.

Blaze heard Vladimir's voice, and the werewolf explained patiently: "I said, you remind me of the dirty and cowardly guy Servis. Like you, he likes to use puppets to show his face. "

Then the half-wolf shrugged: "But one thing I have to admit is that his puppetry skills are much better than yours. After all, like me, he directly serves [Moon Princess] Lani. Use you In terms of this world, Lani is what you call a god."

"'This world of ours'? Wait, isn't the Golden Federation an ancient dynasty that has existed since ancient times?? You are aliens from other worlds..." Vladimir finally realized what Blazer was saying. What shocking information.

But before Vladimi could finish his words, Blaise pressed his hand hard, and ice crystals instantly spread all over the flower bud. The royal sword rotated gently, and the frozen flower bud turned into powder.

The first-generation master Vladimir was finally easily killed by Blaze, the Shadow of the God-man, together with his body.

"Well, this staff seems to be pretty good. Let's take it back to Roland to see how he handles it." Blaze put the royal sword back on his back, picked up the etheric Life Morning Star staff from the ground, and put it It is pinned to the waist.

Then the half-werewolf straightened up, twitched his nose, and subconsciously showed a solemn expression.

"When did the Night Cavalry's men of the Blessed King come?" Blaze ran in the direction he smelled.

Let’s move forward a bit, just before Blazer fought Vladimir.

In the camp of the Officine Council, the long-range strike force waiting for the signal sent back by Master Vladimir was already impatient.

"Yawn...why haven't you recovered yet? I'm so sleepy." A mage yawned and complained.

The captain also looked sleepy at this time. As spoiled mages, they rarely waited for orders in the cold wind at this time of night.

The captain heard this complaint and said helplessly: "I'm just as sleepy, but do you dare to go to bed? Be careful that Master Vladimir will make it impossible for you to survive in the Offensive Council."

"I just complained and complained." Hearing this, the mage also became scared, but he still whispered: "But why can only the rest of the Life Research Institute sleep in a warm tent, and we have to It’s freezing here.”

The captain patted him on the shoulder and said: "Stop complaining. If your words are reported to Master Vladimir, be careful that you really can't survive in the Offensive Council."

This phenomenon is not just complained by this mage, almost all the mages who are waiting for the signal to attack at this time are complaining about similar situations.

After all, we are all mages with equal status, so why should those guys from the Life Research Institute be given preferential treatment?

At this time, a burst of black mist suddenly floated in the camp of the Austrian Law Council, and four black-armored cavalry with their heads wrapped in black cloth appeared in front of the mages holding ferocious and sharp weapons.

"Purge the enemy." The leading Night Cavalry ordered coldly and ruthlessly.

1Chapter 17: Cut off backup

"Clear the enemy."

Words like a death sentence spread among the mages in the Arcane Council camp.

"Enemy attack! The enemy magic cavalry is coming! The front row mages immediately prepare defensive spells to resist the enemy's first wave of charge! Other mages use ice attribute magic to attack the enemy's mounts. Come here and use magic to wake up those who are still sleeping in the tent. The useless mage!"

The captain of the long-range strike force, who was still a little sleepy, immediately became energetic, pulled over the team members who had complained to him before and ordered, and then immediately directed other mages to quickly deploy defensive spells.

The Arcane Council already knew that it was these four black-armored knights who killed Master Gildas of the Life Research Institute. Faced with a cavalry combination that could really kill a Life Master, the captain did not dare to neglect.

Although it is still unclear how they passed through the magic barrier outside the capital city of the Offician Parliament without causing any alarm, the shadow thorns of the Charles Empire also had similar methods, so the members of the Offician Parliament were not only concerned about this The cavalry was a little alarmed but not too surprised.

In fact, whether it was the Shadow Thorns of the Charles Empire or these four night cavalry, they ignored the protective barrier that the Austrian Council was proud of, which made the latter lose face, and it could even be said to be a shame.

But there is really no way to prevent this from happening other than saying, "Hey, I'm so angry."

It's really embarrassing.

The mages who heard the captain's order immediately reacted quickly and used earth-attribute magic to build earth walls and horses one after another out of thin air, hoping to slow down the charging speed of the night cavalry.

The four night cavalry spread out, riding their horses to easily avoid the ice-based magics such as ice cones and ice balls cast by the rear mage.The strong body was wrapped in black mist and the feet of the horse under the black armor generated a cloud of smoke that turned from gold to black and purple, isolating the ice mist that spread vaguely along the ground and tried to freeze the hooves of his horse.

The night cavalry raised their weapons and charged towards the earthen walls and horses rising from the ground.

"Unleash the slick technique!" The captain narrowed his eyes, looked at the approaching night cavalry, and shouted suddenly.

The mages who had been prepared chanted spells, and large streams of extremely smooth and transparent oily liquid suddenly appeared on the charging path of the night cavalry.

This spell, which even a low-level mage apprentice can cast, is really useful when dealing with the charge of knights from the human kingdom. Countless knights, both famous and unknown, have failed with this little trick.And until now, various countries have not had many ways to crack it. They can only let their own mages stay in the military camp before deciding the winner with the other party's mages.

The Arcane Council even listed this spell as one of the basic spells that must be tested in the entrance exam.

The captain looked at the greasy liquid covering the path of the night cavalry's charge, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised to reveal a smile.He could even imagine the funny look of these four black-armored cavalry being knocked to the ground by their own horses.

As long as these black-armored cavalry can be dismounted, their threat will be reduced by more than half, and the captain will be confident to consume them with spells specifically targeted at the strong.

He watched with expectant eyes as the Night Cavalry approached the pool of oily liquid at an extremely fast speed. At this speed, it was too late to stop!

At the same time, a huge ball of light slowly rose from the mage army and exploded, making an alarm sound.

All of a sudden, all the tents in the Alfa Council camp were lit up one after another, and there were crowds of people inside. The resting mages were awakened by the sound of alarms and were quickly putting on their battle clothes.

However, just when the four night cavalry were about to touch the spell cast by the Arcane Council, their figures suddenly disappeared into the night.

The camp fell into a brief silence, as if the heavy sound of horse hooves from the cavalry charge in the night was false.

"Don't panic, stay in formation! Apply a magic shield to yourself first!" Faced with this strange situation, the captain immediately ordered and shouted, calming down the restless mages.They followed the captain's instructions and used milky white ether shields on their bodies. This seemingly hard 'egg shell' also added a lot of security to the mages, at least in a psychological sense.

The captain frowned, thinking about what just happened.

What ability did this black-armored cavalry just use?Is it an illusion? No, the mud kicked up by the hoofs of the war horse is still lying not far in front of him.Is it a short-distance teleportation spell?But the opponent clearly didn't have any space spell fluctuations.

The captain was puzzled. At this time, the camp became lively because of the previous alarm. The mages who emerged from the tents were either sleepy-eyed or full of anger and lined up under the leadership of their respective leaders.Several mages of the same level as the captain floated down from the air and landed next to the captain.

"Patrice, where is the enemy?" an old mage with a beard said impatiently.

Patrice pointed to the mess caused by the night cavalry charge in the camp, and said: "It was still here just now, but suddenly disappeared. I suspect that the enemy used space spells that we, the Alfa Council, do not know yet. I think We must send someone immediately to inform Master Vladimir.”

The old mage took a look at the earthen wall and the puddle of oil on the ground created by Patrice's mage, and his original impatient expression became solemn.He closed his eyes, and huge spiritual energy spread from the old mage's body to the surroundings.

However, after sensing it for a while, the expression on the mage's face changed back to that impatient look when he opened his eyes.

"Has your head been blown away by the cold wind at night, Patrice?" The old mage scolded in a bad tone: "Don't talk about the fluctuations of space spells around, except for the spells you cast. There are no traces of anyone else casting spells at all. I suggest that after you return to the Arcane Council, you should review the theoretical basis under a professor who is good at space magic."

Patrice ignored the other party's harsh reprimand and instead looked at the other colleagues who came over and said to them: "The incoming enemy is the mysterious black armor who killed the legendary mage Master Gildas. Cavalry. These enemies can pass through the barrier of the Arcane Council silently. They must have spells that we don’t know the principles of."

These colleagues looked at each other, and then a middle-aged female mage said: "In this case, we think we should report this matter to Master Vladimi."

"Well, then please stay in the camp. I will lead my troops to Master Vladimi." Patrice nodded. The reason why he led his troops there was because he was worried that the enemy would ambush him halfway.

I haven't stepped into the realm of legend yet. If these black armored cavalry can kill Gildas, they will be able to kill me alone more easily.

The old mage snorted coldly and did not object to the decision of these people.

Just when these mages with decision-making power were about to disperse, the figures of four night cavalry suddenly appeared beside them and surrounded them.

"This...!" Patrice's eyes widened, and he could only see that the gleaming sword-edged halberd in the hands of the night cavalry was getting closer and closer to him.

Blood bloomed from the siege of the night cavalry. Patrice, the old mage and the middle-aged female mage were all decapitated by three night cavalry wielding swords and halberds. The heads with confused and frightened eyes rolled down on the ground. On the ground, a person who was considered a leader in the Arcane Council had no time to express his spiritual strength before he died in the sky.

"Dong——" "Pah——"

Two sounds like watermelons being smashed by heavy objects were heard. The leading night cavalry took back the flail hammer in his hand. He didn't notice the remaining two mages whose heads had been smashed like mud. He still repeated that sentence. talk.

"Clear the enemy."

The four night cavalry all turned the direction of their horses and started their purge mission at the frightened mages.

Since all the high-level mages of the command class present were killed by the sudden appearance of the Night Cavalry in an instant, the other mages were briefly shocked until the Night Cavalry rushed into their formation like a rhinoceros and began to massacre. Only then did he come back to his senses.

However, due to the loss of their captain, the remaining mages counterattacked and ran away on the spot, leaving the scene in chaos.

Every time the Night Cavalry charges, every time they raise and swing their weapons, they can take away the lives of a large number of enemies.One after another, mages began to collapse. Many of them had human lives in their hands, but they had never seen so many compatriots' blood and internal organs dripping on the ground for free in front of their eyes.

There is an essential gap between the Offa Council's troops and soldiers from other countries. They have not experienced the cruelty of the battlefield and have not seen scenes of life-and-death battles.There were even mages with low psychological quality who vomited on the spot after seeing their living friends being killed by the Night Cavalry. They vomited out all the food they enjoyed in the tent today, and then were ruthlessly surrendered by the cold Night Cavalry. He or she gets together with friends.

The recalcitrant mages gradually gathered together, and together they used powerful spells to attack a night cavalry who didn't notice.But before their spells could attack the Night Cavalry, the Night Cavalry disappeared into the night and appeared next to these mages like a ghost a few seconds later.

Their lives fell into a countdown when the sword and halberd were raised high. The mage with quick eyes and quick hands touched the teleportation scroll at his waist.The Night Cavalry cut these mages in half. The lucky mage only had one palm cut off before tearing open the teleportation scroll and was teleported back to the Arcane Council.

"Ah——!" Miserable screams came one after another in the teleportation hall of the Austrian Law Council. The lucky mage tightly held his broken palm, his face turned pale.

The guard who was on duty at night was dumbfounded. He had never seen so many mages teleporting back at the same time, and he had never seen these mages who were originally like the proud sons of heaven covered in blood and with more or less mutilated limbs. Embarrassed look.

The Arcane Council over there caused trouble because of the teleportation of these disabled mages, and the massacre of the night cavalry here was gradually coming to an end.The living mage chose to surrender between his own life and the dignity of the Arcane Council.

At the beginning, there were some mages who pretended to surrender and planned to sneak attack from behind while the Night Cavalry was not paying attention. However, all the mages who had these thoughts and took actions were beaten to "watermelon juice" alive by the leading Night Cavalry with a flail hammer in front of the remaining people. At that time, these mages completely gave up these thoughts.

"...This is all of us. This is the only number of people we have come this time. The rest have been killed by you." A young female mage with a frightened and submissive face told the warriors riding beside her with a trembling voice. Said the Night Cavalry on horseback.

The Night Cavalry nodded, and then a muffled sound came from under his dark helmet: "Where are your grain and grass stored?"

The young female mage shrank her head and pointed to a location in the camp: "Put it all there and store it in a special magic device. You need Master Samor's permission to activate it."

"Then where is Master Samor?"

"The old mage was... killed by you." The female mage replied timidly.

Night Cavalry: "..."

He was silent for a while, and then asked: "Do you have any other troops from the Offa Council rushing here?"

The female mage shook her head, and then she cried after seeing the silent black helmet of the Night Cavalry: "Don't, don't kill me! I really don't know if there is an army behind me. I'm just an apprentice, this kind of thing I’m not qualified to know either.”

At this time, another night cavalry rode over and said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming, it's [Moon Princess] Lani's giant wolf."

The night cavalryman who wielded the flail hammer nodded and left the place with him, leaving the shivering female mage apprentice at a loss.

Blaze ran all the way and arrived at the gate of the Offa Council camp, his nose twitching slightly.

"The smell of blood." He muttered to himself, then pushed open the closed door of the camp, and the pungent smell of blood immediately came from inside.

He took off the royal sword from his back and held it in his hand, carefully observing the situation in the camp step by step.