Lord of the Oasis

The strength of the war mages lies in this. They are like mobile artillery batteries. In the dense queue that is also dominated by cold weapon hedging, the damage caused is infinite!

Yes, this evaluation is very correct, it is infinite!

Because right now.

Kant's mage troops have not yet fully demonstrated their power.

As for these fireballs.

But an appetizer for apprentices!

As the staff lit up again, fist-sized energy balls appeared in the faint fluorescence.

Then the apprentices threw them forward, just like throwing baseballs, but the speed was extremely fast. Compared with the stone balls thrown by the slings, they were not much more conceited. Mad believers.

This is the most basic war spell of the wizard apprentices of the Ainfuss Empire.

【Magic Bullet】

5 spell slots per person per day.

12o people means that 6oo magic bullets are thrown out in the shortest time.

This kind of basic spell is almost instant, and the casting time is only 0.5 seconds. If the mage is to release it, it will only take 0.3 seconds. The legendary archmage casts a spell, and almost all this energy can be ejected with a single thought.

But now the energy bullets from these 6oo magic bullets have already covered the front of the group of mad believers.

It's like the heaviest, deadliest and most unstoppable hammer.

whizzed by.

In the end, it hit those mad believers heavily!

Then, the formation that had been bombarded by fireballs was full of holes, and then was smashed by the whistling energy bombs, one by one, showing their teeth and claws, and immediately retreated when they were about to pounce on the front row composed of the Rhodoks.

The fist-sized magic bullets exploded, really like the heaviest sledgehammer.

little by little.

Extraordinarily heavy.

Smashing those half-demonized fanatics backwards.

Blood spurted out of the mouth, and the internal organs were even shattered by the hammer. With the blood gushing out of the mouth, fragments also appeared, and the painful expressions also appeared in the scarlet eyes!

Even these semi-demonized mad believers can't resist the pouring of spells after forming a scale!

12o mage apprentices.

The preparation is sufficient to destroy the elite team of nearly 5oo people!

This is where the spellcaster has the advantage.

Otherwise, relying on the World of War, all kinds of legendary creatures coexist.

As a human kingdom and one of the number one overlords of the Big 6, the Ainfas Empire can live well and even rule a large territory. The biggest contribution of which is the construction of the War Mage.

There is no need to study too advanced theories, and there is no need to connect too many spells.

The Mage system is completely integrated with warfare.

Or.

Just to serve the war!

Study only a few of the most powerful spells.

Use the spells that are most suitable for the battlefield and have the most lethal and destructive power to win the victory on the battlefield!

The philosophy of the Ainfath Empire is that I don't need to win all enemies in theory, as long as I physically destroy the opponent, then if I lose my skeptical theory, I will lose the market.

The one who survives is the winner!

Now.

Semi-demonized fanatics really get a taste of the idea.

36o fireballs directly killed 5oo+ mad believers, and at least 8oo+ mad believers were injured in varying degrees, and the next 6oo energy bombs completely shattered the front line of mad believers.

These most basic and direct magic bullet techniques killed nearly 2oo+ mad believers.

And just behind.

The formation of those mad believers has completely collapsed.

Completely lost the appearance of the tide like before, rushing towards it, and smashing the reefs!

This means that they should have been going forward, through the madness exchanged for the rich bloody smell, and through the violent force given by the devil, they were just ordinary humans in front of them.

Just look at the slightly stronger human troops!

3ooo, a semi-demonized fanatic, lost more than half of it in one charge!

Next.

Those that have been sparsely charged.

But they couldn't move at all, they were ready, the elite heavy infantry of Rhodok who were ready to fight!

The broad shield is like a low wall, but at the gap and top of the low wall, a pair of sharp spears stabs straight ahead, just like daily training, stabbing it neatly and uniformly, without the slightest delay sense.

The golden spear tip pierced through the muscle that was supposed to be harder than leather.

The black robe is tattered.

However, the body underneath was completely pierced by the tip of the spear.

Black blood flowed from the bright red, and the semi-demonized mad believers who were still charging fell in groups in front of the low wall of the Rhodoks, screaming and dying in the end.

Their counterattack, the long sword and hatchet in their hands, could only knock on the broad shield like a door.

Except for the harsh sound resounding through this space.

Only a lot of traces remain.

certainly.

There are also the corpses of this group of mad believers, layer upon layer, stacked in front of the dense formation of the Rhodoks, miserably built into a small city wall, higher and higher, and more and more people killed!

The Rhodoks are never afraid of confrontation head-on!

Compared to the fighting of the cavalry.

It is much simpler to rely on mages and bowmen.

The exchange on the battlefield is more advantageous, often before the broad shield is smashed, they can fight to death a few crazy believers, and even the low wall composed of layers of broad shields can stick to the place.

It's really like defending the city, letting those mad believers consume a lot of troops before they can break in.

Gold-lit weapons can deal damage to fanatics.

Still fatal injuries.

Layers of Rhodoks blocked the mad believers in bloody battles.

Those mad believers also charged like crazy in the end, like a grinding disc of flesh and blood.

Whoever is afraid and wants to retreat will lose this war. This is the slaughterhouse of life, the place where all souls die, and whoever truly controls the East Commandery will be able to obtain the symbol of ultimate power!

Kant looked at all this in front of him coldly.

Salander's cavalry are dying.

The Rhodok infantry were dying.

And the enemy.

The fanatics of the Dark Red Sect are also dying.

However, he did not continue to reinforce, and there were only so many troops in his hand, but most of the troops fighting at present were conventional troops, and the ace troops in his hands had not yet attacked.

Such as the lion knights, the royal knights, and these mages who are waiting in line.

No action.

No action.

Because their lord Kant is still waiting.

His eyes looked forward, through the noisy and chaotic battlefield.

Gibran also stared at himself with scarlet eyes, just like Kant looked at him.

are waiting.

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