The war clouds over the Elf Kingdom have been spreading with no sign of dissipating. The elves who have lived here for generations are all nervous. The last time they did this was thousands of years ago.

the ghost troops attacking from the east nor the murlocs attacking from the west seemed to be going well. The resistance they encountered this time was unexpectedly tenacious. The fish people were completely lost in the jungle, and most of their leaders were eliminated by Kaidi and others. Although this group of scaly monsters still maintains a huge numerical advantage, their combat effectiveness is constantly declining. Although the vampires finally broke through the high tower defense line in the Elf Forest, they were not able to eliminate many of the recalcitrant Elf Priests. A small number of giant eagles came from the sky to evacuate the members on the tower in time to avoid being overwhelmed by the undead army. The druids laid layers of traps on the vampire's path and used the power of nature to fight against the undead army.

Some of the younger elves were curious about the approaching giant eagle, and they seemed very excited. But the older ones sighed secretly in their hearts: "In the story, of the thousands of giant eagle legions, Blasares' most powerful aerial force, are these the only ones left now?"

Not only the giant eagle, many of Salantir's troops have been lost in the long river of history. Only some nostalgic elven tribes retain some configurations symbolically. The most famous among them is the Elf Heavy Armor Legion . In ordinary people's impressions, elves are always strong and vigorous, wearing light but tough armor, and fighting like dancers. That kind of thick armor only belonged to dwarves and humans. But in fact, the Elf Kingdom once had a powerful heavily armored army , and they almost subverted all war traditions.

　　These heavily armored soldiers are all trained ranger warriors. They use the thickest wood to polish their own armor, and then use "Ironwood" to make the armor as hard as steel - or even stronger. With such protection, they don't need to move their positions at all on the battlefield, and the armor on their bodies eliminates the need to waste physical energy when dodging. In terms of attack methods, whether it is long-range bows and arrows or spells, melee combat, or even when wounds need to be treated, they can do it all by themselves on the front line. When necessary, they can also mobilize ferocious animals, especially those falcons, to coordinate attacks from the air, which can be regarded as the strongest defense line of the elves.

"Each of them will be equipped with more than ten knives to ensure that their hands are never idle." Vincent said: "In front of their front line is an array of flying knives. No matter how thick your protection is, it will be turned into a pulp. If they Still, it doesn’t take so much effort to deal with these undead creatures.”

"Is it really so powerful?" Kubert yawned. He had just woken up from sleep and his mind was not very clear: "Then why did this kind of military unit disappear?"

"It's not disappeared, but it's been buried." Vincent said: "Just like the Broken Star Swamp in front of us , who can see now that there is a huge extraterrestrial meteor under the calm water? Maybe this time, After the battle is won, the elves will value these things again."

Kubert buried his face in the water and washed it in as low a voice as possible. This was already their third night in this swamp. There was no moon in the sky, and the stars that should have been shining brightly in the night sky were also missing. It was a dark night, with only oppressive impatience floating around the two guards.

"Vincent, will those undead creatures pass by here?" The priest asked after tidying up his clothes: "If I can't see the undead after the battle, then I won't have the shame to return to Heather. A Greafury The pastor did not stand on the front line when evil spread, which is no different from blasphemy ."

"They will definitely come, Mr. Pastor." Vincent said with a smile: "Don't forget your words, but you must be on the front line."

Just as they were talking in low voices, the wind suddenly stopped, and the sweltering feeling became more obvious. The air was filled with moisture, and a thick fog had formed on the other side of the moor. The white mist obscured the original image of the forest there.

Kubert gradually felt sick and had difficulty breathing. The hot and humid climate here is too oppressive for him. When he wanted to stand up and move his hands and feet so that he could relax quickly, Vincent beside him held the staff tightly and placed it in front of him.

"They're coming." Vincent whispered.

Kubert didn't know how his mage friend could see through the thick fog, but the feeling of nausea became more and more obvious. He held Greafury 's Holy Emblem of the Sun tightly in his hand, letting the sharp edges sting his palms, allowing him to concentrate more. Pastor Kubert's eyes widened, imagining what Vincent saw.

After only a short while, he no longer needed to imagine, the undead army had already appeared in his sight. The army of skeletons and ghouls seemed to suddenly emerge from the mist. They quietly and neatly pushed aside the white smoke in front of them and walked into the area of the Broken Star Swamp .

Kubert squinted his eyes to see better. The army of these skeletons was huge, and it suddenly filled up one side of the Broken Star Swamp . From the "swishing" sound of wading in the water that came to my ears, I could no longer distinguish independent footsteps. The undead army is like lava flowing down from a volcano, silent and slow but unstoppable. The fiery atmosphere has begun to bake Kubert's face, and the battle is about to begin.

"Mr. Pastor, what do you think?" Vincent's insightful eyes allowed him to see further than his companions, and to see the number of enemies more clearly. "This is the feast I prepared for you, can you eat it?"

Kubert hit his head with his left hand, and then put on the helmet made by the elf - this one was not always worn because it seemed a bit cramped. He looked at Vincent, and the two sets of eyes met, and what he saw was an expression of excitement. " Greafury has been watching me, and he's definitely saying now that I made the right choice by coming with you," Kubert said.

Vincent held Kubert's shoulders and motioned him to hide in the woods and not go out for the time being. Then he headed towards the undead army alone. His pace was slightly faster than that of the skeleton, but he seemed to stagger a little on the land - the uneven surface was very uncomfortable to walk on.

approaching the center of the Broken Star Swamp , the mage stopped, and his trap had already begun to activate. The holy water accumulated from Erutalon began to move towards the Broken Star Swamp , and it would not take long for this land to be flooded.

That's why Vincent has the confidence and courage to stand on the front line of the undead's advance. He even took the time to straighten out the mage's robes. The skeletons move forward mechanically and will not take any action against the mages in front of them until they receive orders. But the ghouls smelled the smell of living people, and the fresh blood and flesh made them restless. Teeth and claws clashed, assuming an attack stance.

"Such a sound is too loud and will wake up a lot of things." Vincent loudly said to the undead: "Of course, I will never wake up the dead again. I have seen enough dead bodies here."

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"Another human mage!" A hoarse voice came from behind the skeleton army: "Has the kingdom of elves been occupied by human mage?"

The skeletons stopped and moved out of the way. Fei Yi'an wore the same black mage robe as Vincent before and stood at the front of the team.

"Who are you? Human!" Fei Yi'an said: "Show your mage emblem clearly, and then stand aside! I don't want to attack people from the Mage Association."

Vincent looked at the disfigured elf in front of him (only visible from his pointed ears), searching for the memory of the necromancer in his own memories . Being able to wear a black robe like him means that he studied under one of the seven great mages. Vincent's mentor is Casso, the archmage who specializes in prophecy, and there is no one among the seven mages who specializes in undead .

"Vincent, you are still an apprentice." The young mage drew a shining emblem in the air with the fingertips of his right hand: "Show your identity now."

"Vincent? Are you Vincent?" Fei Yi'an hummed and laughed twice: "I was thinking just now that there are so many mages here. You are wearing a black robe, which is the same as me. Now, get out of the way. Let's go, I don't want to kill an archmage's apprentice."

"Do you think I will leave here?" Vincent held the staff across his chest, which was the posture they were preparing for battle: "It was not easy for me to get here."

Fei Yi'an looked around him. There was only one obstacle in the empty swamp , Vincent, but there were thousands of undead monsters on his side. He laughed loudly, wagging his fingers and said to Vincent: "Since your brain is no longer smart enough, you have lost the qualification to be a mage! Haha, how long can you stand in front of my army, Fei Yi'an?" ? One minute or two minutes?”

"I don't know either." Vincent was still smiling: "That's why I really want to know the answer."

After speaking, he waved the staff, and a dazzling blue light gathered at the front of the powerful staff. Fiian squinted at Vincent's movements while listening carefully to the pronunciation of his spells. Only in this way could he identify the spells he released.

"Lightning!" Vincent used his best attack method, and the surging energy flowed out, turning into dazzling lightning and hitting Fei Yi'an's position.

"Lightning!" Fei Yi'an shook the ring and aimed the same spell at Vincent. At the same time, the ghouls received the spiritual command of their master, finally took off the reins and ran towards the prey.

"When two identical spells come together, they will cancel each other out." Fei Yi'an said: "But some archmages can use their own spells to devour the opponent's and then keep attacking. Although I don't have that ability, but my ghouls will do the same thing.”

After Vincent cast the spell, he immediately stepped back. He took out the "wind creation" scroll from his sleeve and looked at the blue lightning he released with expectant eyes.

Spells with the original power of magic are very difficult to resist, especially when this original power is in the hands of Vincent alone . His spell condensed a huge amount of energy, but its appearance was no different from ordinary ones. Even if it exploded, there would be no clue. Only when facing the same spell from the magic network will it show its difference.

Fiian's lightning did not hinder Vincent's attack at all. It disappeared immediately after hitting the blue electric light, leaving no trace. However, Fei Yi'an, who was cautious by nature, had already retreated and hid under the protection of the skeleton army, and was not within the scope of the lightning.

After the flash, the high temperature completely scorched a foot-square area of land, and the beating electric sparks made the surrounding ghouls scream in pain. But when the strong airflow of the explosion tore these things from the world of the undead into pieces, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Fei Yi'an shook off the body parts that fell on his head and looked at what was happening in front of him in disbelief. "I didn't expect you to have such a high level of knowledge in shaping spells, and you can combine different effects. And you also have the ability of an archmage. No wonder the maze spell didn't trap you to death!" Fei Yi'an said: "When I When I kill you, I will apologize to Thomas."

"I'm not Thomas's student. Although he is indeed a master of evocation." Vincent didn't understand the part about the labyrinth spell at all, and he would never be stupid enough to reveal the secret of his own spell. After he finished using the scroll in his hand, he said: "The exciting thing is yet to come."

There are not many students of the Seven Masters, but Vincent and Fei Yi'an have never met each other. That's because the elf's robes were acquired when he was young hundreds of years ago. At that time, the Archmages were not the people they are now, and Vincent was far from being born.

"No matter what, I always have to apologize to a certain great mage." Fei Yi'an still had strong confidence in dealing with the "mage juniors" in front of him: "I still have to go to the Mage Association - this is really a troublesome thing. .”

"There is a way to completely solve this trouble." Vincent said: "When you become the things around you, you don't have to go to the Mage Association to find my mentor. I am not like you, and I will definitely let you enjoy it. Sleeping peacefully.”

Several ghouls that rushed forward were blown back by the strong wind created by Vincent. They staggered around and blocked the path of their companions.

"Your eloquence is enough to become an excellent enchanter, used to seduce other people's hearts!" Fei Yi'an's hand condensed the power of flames, and the dazzling red light was particularly eye-catching in the dark night. "Now, turn into ashes."

Before he could finish releasing the spell, a white pillar of fire fell from the sky and fell heavily on him. With Fei Yi'an as the center, the undead around it were lifted into the air, with flames hanging on their bodies that could not be extinguished. This is a fire strike from Greafury , the God of Light , half of which is the power of burning elements and half of which is holy power. Such flames are more lethal to all evil creatures and undead.

Kubert finished releasing the spell, kissed the holy symbol in his hand with his mouth, and whispered words of thanks. He slowly walked towards Vincent. Without dark vision, it was difficult for him to see the road in front of him clearly.

"Vincent, use your magic to illuminate it again." He also felt quite proud: "The red flame just now was so easy to aim."

But soon, Kubert no longer had to pray for light. Vincent in front of him has started attacking with all his strength. Since he can replenish energy for the power staff at any time, relying on the endless source of magic power, the mage can fully perform the attack scenes of the evocation spells. The powerful staff can release fireballs, lightning and strong acid arrows. After using the wall technique to block the enemy's crossbow arrows, Vincent boldly began to "bomb".

The skeletons have never seen such a formation before. Their fragile bones will turn into powder if hit by any spell. The bone spurs flying everywhere pierced into the ghoul's body, and the green, foul-smelling body fluid was evaporated by the heat of the flames as soon as it splashed out. The invisible force wall prevents the undead creatures from finding a way to get close to the mage. When they often feel that they can bite the flesh and blood of living people right away, they run into a solid force field wall and can only fall to the ground helplessly. .

"Vincent, are you injured?" Kubert came to Vincent, who had been retreating, and said, "I can help you treat him."

"No, I'm not injured." Vincent set up a wall of fire in front of the skeleton army. He knew that these soulless bones would stupidly walk straight into the fire: "Cubert, you have to stay by my side. This way, You won’t hit an invisible wall.”

"I understand!" Pastor Greafury seemed ten years younger on this kind of battlefield, and the boiling blood filled his body with strength. "Bright Greafury , I hope you hear my prayer, let this black night sky shine with your light, and turn these undead from hell into ashes!"

　　The intense flash of the Holy Emblem of the Sun caught people off guard. Fortunately, the protection of the Eye of Insight prevented Vincent from suddenly being unable to see. When the light dissipated, a large open space was cleared in front of the mage and priest, and all the undead creatures there were wiped out instantly.

"Kubert, don't use the power of dispersion easily. The real difficult battle lies behind." Vincent supported his body with the powerful staff, and then pointed at the stopped skeleton army: "Look, the main force of the undead is going to arrive."

In the direction of the mage's finger, Fei Yi'an stood up while sweeping away the dust and sand on his body. At the last moment, his fireball offset half of the power of the flame attack , and he did not suffer much damage. However, the delay in the Broken Star Marsh annoyed him, so he ordered the undead magic beads hanging on his chest to send those powerful undead creatures forward.

　　The tall figures of the sword-bone demon, marrow-sucking monster and soul-capturing demon gradually became clearer, and next to them were blood-exploding zombies and a huge green skeleton naga .

"The formation is magnificent." Vincent moved his fingers and said to Kubert with a smile.

"I have the same opinion." The priest nodded, as if he was a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles rather than a priest responsible for prayers in the temple. He said: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"Yes, I have a great idea." Vincent said, "We just have to wait and see."