Black Scepter Chapter 30: Final dogma

>To this day, Ashcandi is once again sitting on the first chair with great power, "Lord"-as an impeccable aristocrat with countless masks, she can be nothing in front of Morpheus Knowing pure girl, but in front of the enemy, she is a terrible chess player.

"It takes three days to build a laboratory?"

In the afternoon, the acting head of the magician squad called by Ashcandi trembling faced the powerful lord who was sitting in his armchair, and wiped cold sweat in the face of the problem.

"Yes, adult."

"Tell me about the topic you are going to study."

"Regarding the maximum use efficiency of cluster element explosions, there are also--"

Before he finished speaking, Ashkandi was interrupted by a chuckle.

"Study these things as a fart, the mode that the magician dominates the battlefield will be replaced sooner or later. What is your maximum casting range? Three hundred meters? Or four hundred meters? Non-large Archmage's banned spell is in the cluster longbow There are jokes in front of you. Do you dare to really face the coverage of thousands of arrows? Those old-fashioned tactics are still working against the bandits, and the longbowmen of the cluster are not as good as you speak. What?"

Ashkandi's eyelids didn't lift, and the other person raised his arm and wiped his sweat again with a few words.

This kind of oppressive force is unimaginable by ordinary people. A high-end Archmage basically has nostrils everywhere, but few people in Ashkandi dare to really raise their heads and look at them. .

"Change the subject and study within two days how to release and effectively control the dense fog with a visibility of ten meters within a square kilometer. This is the first task, I don’t want to see failure."

"Understood, sir."

"Call Brown to come in."

The mage withdrew, and the head of the Knights, Brown, walked into the house with a helmet and marched.

"The three hundred knights shunned the obedient, without the heavy armor, rushed to the city of Erdos immediately."

"Yes!"

For this weird command, Brown chose absolute obedience—heavy cavalry without equipment and heavy armor without obedience, the survival rate on the battlefield will be greatly reduced, even if the strength is outstanding, but it is said to be within 200 meters. The long bow that penetrates the armor is purely difficult to resist.

Send to death?

Brown is too lazy to think about it so much. The Cavaliers only need to charge when they hear the Charger. The extra, know as little as possible.

After giving these two commands to the core team of night watchmen, Ashcandi looked at the map on the desk with a quill in his hand-at this moment, Hegel’s troops were spreading northwest of Lampard Since the beginning, it is roughly divided into five group forces, and there are a total of four main towns outside the West Sellin city, namely Pars and Gellda in the north. The northwestern side is warm and positive against Hegel’s main force. In the west of Erdos, scout intelligence shows that the two fronts of Hegel are approaching towards the city of Pas in the north. One front is oppressed by Wenli. The large battalion where Hegel himself is standing still, and the army in the west is going straight to the front Coming from Doss.

It seems that these enemies outside Sisserin are preparing to attack three outlying cities at the same time, and weaken Lampard's strength layer by layer like peeling onions.

In the face of Lord Lampard who has not yet resisted, Hegel has always been cautious, so he is not in a hurry to take this fat fresh meat.

However, he could not have imagined that when the calm on the surface of Lampard appeared, the internal army began to operate with an unbelievable efficiency-Ashcandi’s orders were dozens of times, no matter how small. All the details of the operation are fully included, where the soldiers recruited from different nobles gather, when they depart, when and when they arrive, where they must be listed, what equipment and weapons must be listed, and they have to take refuge from civilians. , The food channel arrangement, the supply of weapons and the logistics and medical preparation have not dropped even one!

Even the anti-plague measures of the two rivers are written on the row of schedules for the logistic soldiers.

Irindal thought of herself as an extremely efficient intelligence officer, but when she walked out of the tower with a stack of parchment handwritten by Ashkandi, she really felt that she had never seen the world.

There are too many freaks in this world, and I am still far away from those people.

The battle was like chess. Hegel took the lead first and entered the midfield carefully, but Ashcandi took over and started her strong counterattack.

She has no absolute superior strength or a long archer with a terrifying attack ability. The only ones who can get it are only the three hundred knights and a few magicians-and her Ω-level strongman herself.

But for her, the game is fun-go to the battlefield in person? That's really a bargain. The self-esteem and pride of a strong man made her uninterested in standing at the forefront of the team to fight against the ants. What she wanted was her satisfaction after she had defeated her with a weaker force than the other, so for this reason It is worth the effort.

The person standing in the cloud really has no mood to personally compete with the mortals on the ground, because that means nothing to her.

So when the assembled cavalry rushed to the city of Erdos that was about to be attacked by Lord Hegel at night, the soldiers who prayed to survive the coming battle would not understand that they spilled Warm blood, not even **** in the eyes of the superior.

"Oh, the game has started."

At sunset, Ashcandy, who had given all his orders, looked down at the ground, saying so.

Alantis, second floor.

The gigantic valley that was split back to light again, but the survivors found that they were not out of the crisis.

The night elves with a population of about three thousand died more than two hundred people in this horrific impact. These victims include seven elders, elders’ guards, and dozens of elf hunters responsible for hunting-change In other words, the management of the entire seven villages was wiped out, and all the elves living on the scene had no one to command or control them.

Sunderland took the lead to notice this. The shield was not revoked from beginning to end. For the elves at close range, the entire team raised their shields and prepared to fight at any time in a passive way. An arrow dared to shoot and immediately hit ten fireballs.

But this did not happen before, and there was even more terrible movement in the jungle outside the valley.

"Boom!"

A muffled noise hit everyone's atrium, and Sunderland, who was originally facing the mouth of the valley, slowly turned back--

"Damn it!"

In the dark, the edge of the forest over a few square kilometers burned by the "burning" curse actually walked out of several huge figures one after another, and the countless Warcraft who followed subsequently held their breath!

Almost instantly Sunderland made a decision-they had no room to deal with the two groups of enemies in front of them at the same time. Night elves were humanoids. In this case, what would Sunderland do? He promised, but what he understood was that once the guys outside that valley rushed in, the first one to suffer was himself!

Run in? There is nowhere to escape from the surrounding cliffs that are 100 meters high. Run outside? The fate of being trampled to death is unavoidable.

The reconnaissance technique released by the wave has told Sunderland that the number of creatures that continue to rush in front of them is no less than the small number of kakus and red budgies that were just killed by the Morpheus blow. , An unknown creature that looks like a giant bat across the sky, and a terrifying beast with a length of 60 meters, everything puts this Morpheus lost team and the remaining more than two thousand elves into a life and death crisis .

"Sword Master Defense! The mage blocks at all costs, ground splitting! Collective release! Fire damage maximized!"

The order was issued. The sword masters raised the tower shield and stood at the forefront of all the mages, and with Sunderland’s reel swinging out, it was blown away and the mouth of the valley reached 70 meters in width again. There was violent shaking!

Six high-level Archmage neatly released ground fissures let more than three hundred cracks appear on the ground with a radius of nearly 1,000 square meters. The ground cracked, and the cracks in the black paint did not reach the bottom, letting it rush into the ground. The Beagle dog hula lamb in the range of the splitting technique fell into the blockbuster, but the subsequent follow-ups of all kinds of Warcraft went on the shaking ground and rushed forward, regardless of the fact that the companion fell into the abyss, and still smelled **** The sharks rushed out.

Later, the "lava splash" reel with a calibration level of 37 began to play its role.

Originally, an orange glow suddenly appeared on the black ground, instantly illuminating the hundreds of running Warcraft and the amazing "big guy" behind them-the next moment, the rumbling voice accompanied Sand Lan's movement to raise his wand sounded, and then a fiery magma spattered out of the crack!

The hot magma directly wraps the Warcraft on the ground, causing their bodies to start burning instantly. The wailing sound is deafening, and the swordsmen who hold the shield can’t even face the heat radiation in front of them. The hand quickly released the "cleaning technique" and kept the shield covered with water droplets. The arms of these swordsmen will inevitably be cooked by the heat brought by the tower shield!

Sunderland looked around, and the corpses of Warcraft burned like countless burning candles were completely burned out, but the next batch of Warcraft even completely ignored this terrifying high temperature and still rushed into the magma caused by the large-scale ground split Taniguchi, even if his body started to burn, he still rushed toward the inside frantically, and some even went out ten meters and fell to the ground to become a burning fire, but there are still countless Warcraft swarming behind!

What the **** is going on?

Hundreds of World of Warcraft once again poured into the mouth of the valley where the temperature was gradually declining. They roared painfully because of the high temperature, and became ashes again in the magma that popped out for the second time.

The third and final magma squirting has not yet waited for the "lava splash", and dozens of huge figures are suddenly flying in the valley-Pantara flying bat with a wingspan of three or four meters After passing through the narrow corridor over the valley, the Windsor family mage immediately began to release the fireball technique towards the sky, but because of the problem of elevation light, they were completely unable to aim!

"His!"

The sharp chirp of this huge bat sounded, and a wave of twisted air directed at Sunderland’s team, letting the various shields in front of the team unify the colorful light that was unique when the elements condensed-this The attack on behalf of the other party really threatened this elite team!

However, how far the group of bats continue to fly, they suddenly planted one by one to the ground-the night elf's arrow rain began to lean onto this group of Warcraft at this time!

"Attack!"

Sunderland is no longer worried about the problem of enemies in the back and belly. The wand points forward, and a huge air blade flew out, tearing the three Pantala bats into pieces, and then chopped in unrelentingly. On the head of Moglia!

The green Yalong's blood splattered, but it annoyed the horrible Yalong in the dark.

It opened its huge mouth, and was roared before it was roared by the six "flame bombs", which burst its head!

The sword masters pulled out their short swords and stared forward—again, the World of Warcraft rushing over was about to step into their attack range.

It's time for real shortcomings.

And outside this chaotic battlefield, the figure of Morpheus stepped out of the shadow strangely, standing on a flat ground as if tearing the space.

The scepter in the hand is gently held, and the two pupils are still shrouded in black smoke. Morpheus looks paler than ever, but the corner of the mouth has a strange smile that is very different from the past.

The location where he stands is on the top cliff at the end of the elf refuge valley. The mountain wall here is like a knife and axe. The place where Morpheus stands is only less than one square meter. At this moment, if Morpheus looks back Looking down, you will see that the team led by Sunderland is desperately resisting the scene of bombing and trying to rush into the Valley of Warcraft, but from beginning to end, he has not shifted his gaze.

Closer

At the moment, Morpheus is completely bewitched by the sound in his mind. It is not so much that his body is uncontrolled, but rather that he is succumbing to an instinct and stepping forward. The Morpheus is incomparable compared to the surrounding high mountains The tiny figure stepped on another similar cliff, and the gleam of the scepter illuminated the stone wall in front of him, revealing a hidden but obviously artificially chiseled path.

The traces left by the years made this old stone road covered with dust and stepped up. The road even went along the high rock walls to the depths of darkness, and walked forward for more than ten meters. Morpheus entered a completely dark cave Among.

The light from the Sulfuras scepter illuminates the rock wall. The sudden drop of temperature makes Morpheus’s breath bring white breath. He kept walking forward all the time, completely ignoring the surrounding walls. The engraved and dense magic circle and characters walked into the cave unimpeded all the way.

Along the way, more than twelve levels of terrifying defenses or camouflage circles are automatically lifted without delay, and there is even an epic level enough to explode this cave or even collapse this underground world by half. "Tiesh's Guardian" also unconditionally "give up" for him.

Out of the narrow cave corridor, what is in sight is an indescribable ancient palace.

This feeling is a bit like when Morpheus entered Yizuer’s collection showroom, looking around, a terrifying magic scroll, a giant dragon crystal that still exudes energy heat after hundreds of years or even thousands of years The core, the magic sword without traces of rust, the armor, the staff, the magic gems with precious values, the runes, and the promenade displaying two rows of blood-like robes.

"Tap-tap--"

His footsteps echoed in this simple and luxuriously decorated stone room. The slightly squinted black eyes did not stay on any treasures or scrolls, and went straight along the corridor covered with **** robes on both sides. There are small logos under those robes, and the names are written in ancient Sicilian--

"Prince Dracula? Kleinman~IndoMTL.com~Prince Hives? Kleinman."

"Duke Cassandra? Kleinman."

Each name is a name stomp on the history of Marcus Bloodline enough to shake the mainland. The robe of the Kleinman family's previous owners is displayed here, and it has been immortal for thousands of years.

The most dramatic scene is at the end of the corridor, and most of the space is still vacant. The last robe is written "Prince Marcus? Kleinman", and next to it is "Prince William? Kleinman" logo.

The light glanced in front of the showcase where the blood-red robe had not been hung, the glorious past representing the underground **** history of the Kleinman family was hidden in the darkness, and the foot of the Morpheus holding the scepter of Sulfuras stayed in the final stone door Previously, a line of warning was written in ancient Gothic text: "Mortal, stop here."

And this house has not been recorded in the history of history. Only the legends circulated in the blood family have a legendary name that fits it-"The Ultimate Dogma".