Chapter 539: Defia's Treasure (9)
Then he heard an inquiry, as if through a raging wind that tore everything wildly, and it clearly penetrated into his ears, which made him startled, and then immediately looked around vigilantly.
Many people in the Blood Elf Alliance knew that he was the commander, and in the previous battles, there were already many thieves who tried to assassinate him. Among them, there are even legendary thieves who are also masters of the Heavenly Rankings, and now in this chaotic situation, of course he must be careful and vigilant.
However, in the next second, he watched an adventurer carrying a thunderous giant sword. Stepping out of the foggy wind in the distance, the howling storm seemed to have no effect on him in the slightest, and he walked straight in front of Roschi, who saw him clearly.
Aragon came to Roschi. Roschi looked him up and down vigilantly, nodded, and said, "I am." What's wrong? ”
"You don't know me?" This time it was Aragorn's turn to be stunned.
"Who are you?" Loschi asked rhetorically.
Aragorn was dumbfounded for a moment, since he obtained the Wind Sword, all the adventurers of the Kadolin mythology have put him in the position of "future god-king master", now his strength is not top-notch, but his reputation is definitely not weak, the most important thing is that he is already a member of the Tower of Twilight, and Roschi, as the battlefield commander of the Twilight Territory Guild under the Tower of Twilight, did not recognize him.
"You're not a tribal adventurer, you're your own?" Roschi said suspiciously.
Roschi is a well-known adventurer, that is, he is very rigid and dull, and he never reads the news released by the guild, nor does he pay attention to any news, he is always an afterthought about the recent current affairs, he prefers to spend his time honing his skills and improving his ranks, not only does he not know Aragorn, but most of the god-level masters in the Tower of Dusk have only heard about it at most, and he does not know about it.
It's not like Sambajin and Giska who mingle with the inside of the Tower of Twilight.
"I am Aragorn of the Tower of Twilight, my own." Aragorn smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the leader of the Dusk Territory Guild, he will prove my identity, I am here to ask for your cooperation, and I will help you win this battle." ”
Roschi looked at him suspiciously, then connected Giska's communication crystal, and after receiving a positive reply, he looked back at Aragorn, and then said to him solemnly: "Brother Aragorn, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. ”
All the direct team members of the Tower of Dusk enjoy the same level of treatment as the president in the two guilds, and for the old-fashioned Loski, Aragorn is his top boss, he knows Aragorn as a person, but he doesn't know what he looks like.
"It's nothing, it's all your own people, let's get down to business." Aragorn shook his head, "Do you see these winds around you, they didn't form naturally - I caused them. ”
"I understand." Roschi nodded.
He behaved very rigidly and conformistically, and at this time he still spoke to his superiors.
Aragorn smiled, didn't get entangled, and continued: "This is actually a domain skill, in which, all adventurers except me will be greatly limited in their perception attributes, and spell detection will also be blocked, at this time, there should already be people from the Blood Elf Alliance who have discovered that something is wrong." ”
"Are you going to fix them yourself?" Roschi said without humility or arrogance.
In fact, he was not very satisfied with Aragorn's interference in the battle, because Aragorn did not directly participate in the battle, but caused such a storm that caused both sides to have to cease fighting, and he did not understand what this was for.
If Aragorn wanted to deal with hundreds of thousands of troops on his own, then I'm sorry, he didn't think it was possible, and there were few people in the Tower of Dusk who could do it.
Aragorn didn't speak, but stepped forward, stretched out his palm and gently put it on Loschi's shoulder, Loschi was slightly stunned, and the next second his pupils contracted, and in front of him Aragorn, the whole person instantly became illusory and passed through him.
"I can't deal with hundreds of thousands of people, after all, I don't have that many large-area group attack skills."
Roschi immediately turned around and looked at Aragorn, who had already appeared behind him, who was looking at him with a smile: "Domain skill is a very special existence, Elson's sacred realm can make it difficult for all adventurers who enter it to move, but he is walking like flying in it, my storm realm is not bad, it is full of wind elements, as long as I want, I can launch skills at a great distance for a range strike." ”
"But as you think, it's unrealistic for me to deal with hundreds of thousands of people on my own, so that's why I need your cooperation."
"What do you want me to do?" Luo Siqi became a little serious at this time and said.
"It's very simple, you now follow the coordinates I guided, leave this storm and reach the edge of the battlefield, and then completely surround it, and the people of the Blood Elf Alliance will escape from it one after another, and then you will intercept and kill." Aragon explained.
"It's as simple as that?" Roschi asked.
"Yes." Aragorn nodded.
Roschi gave him a deep look and gave orders from the Guild Battlefield Channel throughout the Dusk Territory, then turned and walked out into the storm, leaving Aragorn standing with the Wind Sword in hand.
He stood in the midst of a madly roaring storm, the howling wind was like a sharp blade, mixed with dense sand and dust swept past him, sweeping forward, the wind sword flashed with a dazzling lightning luster, Aragorn turned his head to look around, in his sight, all the dust and fog, the storm was not there, and what was clearly visible around him was the adventurers who were dazed in the storm.
At this time, looking here from the outside world, you can find the abnormality, the entire battlefield is wrapped in a huge sandstorm that is only confined to three areas, the entire sky is reflected gray and bleak, in the fierce wind, from time to time there is thunder and lightning, roaring and shaking......
At this time, the battlefield commanders of the Blood Elf Alliance also received news one after another, it was really not like a normal sandstorm, in which the vision and hearing were obscured, and even the detection magic could not be sent, it was too man-made.
Despite this, they still had no intention of retreating for the time being, and if this was done by the Tower of Dusk, it would be too dangerous for them to march in it, so they simply stayed where they were, vigilantly guarding their surroundings.
"There are only two adventurers with wind-based abilities in the Tower of Dusk, both of them are legendary, but look at this scale......" Savis, who was on the front line, looked at the sandstorm that swept the heavens and the earth, and smiled bitterly.
"It's only Aragorn."
At this time, his communication crystal suddenly rang, and Savis opened it casually and glanced at it, and was immediately stunned, and then his face quickly became solemn.
"This is coming?"
The storm roared and swept through the three regions, and the hundreds of thousands of adventurers participating in the war were all blocked from their senses, and after being notified by Aragorn, Roschi gave all the adventurers under the Dusk Territory to retreat, and they all followed the coordinates to evacuate to the periphery.
On the way, they also bumped into a lot of adventurers from the Blood Elf Alliance, and the other party also gathered together in an organized way to defend, and the two sides naturally inevitably had a big battle, but more adventurers still successfully retreated to the periphery, and many adventurers who were already on the edge quickly walked out of this storm area.
And the adventurers of the Blood Elf Alliance are not so lucky, they don't know what kind of weirdness this sudden sweep of the wind and sand is, but it is very difficult to even move here, so they can only make defenses, and do not dare to move without permission.
Near the Dragon's Spine mountain range, there are more than thousands of adventurers from the Silver Angel Guild gathered here, which is considered to be the center away from the storm, and they are led by the Heavenly Ranking Master of the Silver Angel Guild, a legendary high-level warrior at the bottom of the Tribal Heavenly List.
Ganla leaned against the mountain wall, the wind and sand were howling around him, he was waiting for the order to retreat from above, because of him and another Heavenly Rank master, all the adventurers of the Dusk Territory Guild who passed by here during this period of time were all killed by them, and the other adventurers in the team were very excited, but he was a little uneasy.
The adventurers of the Silver Angel Guild gathered on the other side of the mountain wall, and Ganra looked around at the wind and sand around him, roaring and blowing, the thunder in the sky vibrating, and the uneasy feeling in his heart swelled more and more.
"Quick, don't frown, I find another group of people from the Dusk Territory retreating in the northwest, let's go kill them."
A necromancer appeared in front of him against a strong wind. He was another Tribal Heavenly Rank master here, and as soon as he saw the location of Ganla, he immediately walked towards him.
In the midst of this storm, the visibility radius was less than fifteen feet, and he was groping his way as he could.
"Boom!"
A roaring thunder shook in the sky, and above the vast gray sky, a dazzling silver electric light slashed towards the ground, and Ganla on the ground suddenly raised her head. Almost subconsciously, the whole person slammed forward-
"Bang!"
He crashed into the necromancer's body, knocking him directly to the ground, rolling forward twice, and almost at the same time, a flash of lightning smashed into the place just now.
"My day, someone is dealing with us!" The necromancer got up from the ground and looked around with an ugly face, he wasn't stupid, and there was nothing here that attracted thunder and lightning. This is clearly a deliberate blow.
Ganla also stood up from the ground and pulled out her great axe, but before he could say anything, the undead will released by the necromancer suddenly detected something. He jerked Ganla away, and a flash left the spot.
"Whoa!"
The whistling wind blade instantly slashed through the void, shook with a huge roar, and slashed into the mountain wall. Ganla looked at the two deep ravines printed on them with palpitations, and without hesitation, she immediately took out her shield from her back and turned her back against the mountain wall. Roaring winds ahead.
"Damn, who is it, come out quickly!" The necromancer swore and walked back from the wind, his body already covered with layers of spell shields, and he roared at the howling storm.
It's a pity that after these two blows, all the movement disappeared again.
In the distant wind, Aragorn stood here with the wind sword on his shoulder, looked at Ganda and the necromancer as if they were facing a great enemy, and then raised his steps and walked straight around them, walking towards the large expanse of silver angel adventurers on the other side of the mountain wall.
The two Heavenly Ranking masters were still on the spot and cautiously alert for a possible attack, but at this time, their communication crystal rang rapidly, and the two of them opened the communication crystal one after another to take a look, and their faces changed instantly.
"Damn, fucked!"
The adventurers of the Silver Angel Guild were still gathered under the cliff in groups of three or five, only some of them were vigilant around, and the others were relaxed, they thought that there was a temporary truce.
The wind was howling and the sand was obscuring the sun, and they were all used to it......
"Boom!"
At this moment, a dazzling aurora suddenly flashed in the distant wind, attracting the attention of a large number of adventurers, who sat up from the ground one after another, and many adventurers immediately reached out vigilantly to draw their weapons-
"Snort!"
The dazzling silver electric light instantly illuminated the entire area, and countless wild dancing silver snakes spread from the wind like locusts in transit, and countless adventurers instantly opened their eyes, and before they could make a move, the sneering thunder and lightning covered their whole bodies in an instant!
"The people of the Tower of Twilight are attacking!"
A large number of adventurers were killed in an instant, and the violent thunder and lightning instantly electrocuted their bodies into gunsmoke, countless corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the current formed a chain-like cycle, as if commanded, after killing a person, they immediately turned their heads and spread towards other adventurers, and brilliant lightning chains crisscrossed the entire field!
The rest hurriedly retreated, dodging the lightning entanglement, and at the same time began to fire a dense long-range strike at the distant storm to retaliate.
Aragorn hid in the wind, instantly blurred before the roaring magic bombardment arrived, passed through the dense magic and adventurers, followed the wind to the center of these adventurers, and then slammed to the ground, re-embodying!
The adventurers of the surrounding Silver Angel Guild retreated one after another, looking in shock at the people who suddenly appeared among them, many of whom immediately recognized Aragorn.
"Attack him!"
These adventurers were not frightened by Aragorn, at this time they understood who was attacking, it was beneficial to them, they had to fight back, otherwise fighting him in Aragorn's realm would be killing themselves!
These adventurers were not very afraid of Aragorn, because even if he was a god-king level master in the future, he was only a legendary level now, and it was not an epic level that they could not compete with.
A large number of adventurers immediately drew their weapons and pounced on Aragorn at great speed.
Seeing that these adventurers reacted quickly to besiege them, Aragorn also shook his head.
Today, Aragorn is only known by name to most adventurers, but he is a stranger to him.
Before becoming the inheritor of the Wind Elemental Lord, Aragorn was an ordinary person who was no different from most adventurers, he had excellent skills, but not the best, and he also had the heart to become a strong man. But there is no road to follow, and if nothing else, this king of the winds will not be born.
However, obtaining the Imprisoned Skull of the Wind Chaser completely changed the direction of his career, and he became a mythical professional envied by countless adventurers, but when he first entered the Tower of Twilight, he was very unfamiliar with other teammates except for Asher, and other adventurers didn't know him at all.
Mention of Aragon. Other adventurers will only think of Thunder's Fury. Owner of the Windchaser's Blessed Sword, a member of the Tower of Twilight, a legendary high-level adventurer. And then what?
No one doesn't want to be the object of awe of others, especially when he has the strength to match, and when it comes to the god-level masters of the Tower of Dusk, Ifrea, Deathblade will make many giant guilds fearful. Artoria, Vivien, and Natalie are all hard stubbles that can't be provoked.
If it were Ivrea and Deathblade who appeared here now, these adventurers would have turned around and fled, and they would not have the slightest desire to resist. Because they knew in their hearts that no matter how much they struggled, they would not be able to defeat those god-level masters who stood at the top of the pyramid.
Aragorn is strong, he knows his strength, but he is eager to prove that he also needs a war to prove that he is Aragorn of the Tower of Dusk, and the opponent is not an ancient being, not a super terrifying monster, but an enemy, a rival guild, a hostile adventurer!
A thrilling killing that belongs to the storm to prove that he is not a one-time fame, but a return of the king!
"Snort!"
Aragorn was silent and provoked the sword of the wind, the wrath of thunder. The Windchaser's Blessed Sword emitted a crackling electric light, and the whistling wind lingered in the sword, this Excalibur that was not inferior to the Ash Bringer's Excalibur instantly shone with an even more intense roaring thunderbolt, accompanied by Aragorn's sword sweeping forward, and erupted wildly!
The dazzling half-moon-shaped silver light swept out, and the roaring thunder and lightning turned into entangled and dancing silver light, spreading and sweeping in the air, killing countless adventurers who could not dodge and touch their edge in one blow, many adventurers hurriedly moved to dodge the invasion of thunder and lightning, but before the thunder and lightning could dissipate, Aragorn had already stepped forward-
Wind stance!
A large number of adventurers from the Silver Angel Guild only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they instantly lost the trace of Aragorn, and the whistling whirlwind gathered around them, and in the next second, Aragorn suddenly appeared behind them and swept forward with a sword again!
Ganra and the necromancer frantically ran towards their teammates' area, but just as they were about to enter their original camp, the two of them crashed into the air one after another, and were blown away by the raging wind.
They got up from the ground and were dumbfounded.