In Rome, the Imperial Medal was not an illusory glory, but a substantial exchange item, with a reasonable grading of glory values, and disdainful battle heroes who held medals could be exchanged for land, mansions, shops, positions, beautiful women, and even gold coins of equal value. This very realistic reward model should be the greatest one of the dark archons after he came to power, he believes that it is far more sincere than awarding the warriors with a certificate of honor for the title of so-and-so, and is particularly good at management, which is also the core reason why the Roman military system is far superior to other Western countries, those who are really capable of the role, quickly surfaced, and those who have always been indiscriminate, either quietly quit or were expelled after the protest was ineffective.

After a series of obscure and lengthy incantations, the top of the Black Light Wand was inserted into the lightning crystal ball, and 64 brilliant auroras rushed around the electromagnetic field, hitting 64 small formations at the same time. The number of lightning that danced wildly between the heavens and the earth was completely impossible to catch with the naked eye, and the location where the spell fell was even more amazing and incomparable, just bombarding a slope with the densest concentration of ants, and the slope of several hundred meters in length and width, like a supple green carpet, was completely lifted from the surface, and then turned into a waterfall of dirt and poured down, and countless buried war horses and living corpses. At the same time, it also blocked the retreat of the knights who had already rushed into the northern highlands of the Windmill Hills.

With the landing of these 64 "Holy Cross Lightning", the crystal ball completely burst, but no matter how active the lightning elements collided, they could not escape the continuous electromagnetic field, and could only collide with each other like headless flies.

The muse, whose body was completely shrouded in the lightning element of extremely high purity, clutched the black light wand, which was buzzing and vibrating in his white right hand, his nails had turned black, and pungent and unpleasant green smoke came out of his body, but in those eyes comparable to crystal stones, there was still unimaginable perseverance and calmness.

Finally, the strange wand did not escape the palm of his hand, and the lightning elemental finally got tired after endless provocations, obediently attached to the remaining 75 large five-star arrays and 311 small five-star arrays.

The shape of the electromagnetic field also became irregular due to the expansion of this terrifying energy, sometimes elliptical, sometimes three-dimensional, and sometimes stretched into a chain of light across the sky.

From the top of the wand of the black light wand, countless white aurora lights burst out, connecting all the formations.

No one knows what was born, no one can have a normal vision, and the place where the lightning swarm fell was like a black hole formed by the violent distortion of space, which could suck in all living things. It's just that at the intersection of the aurora and the lightning, there is a faint dark aura. All areas of the main battlefield of the windmill hills turned into darkness as far as the eye could see with the landing of this lightning swarm, and the trees, lawns, dirt, and corpses all disappeared. The rushing water in the Blue Agate River, splashing up waves of dozens of meters, overwhelmingly fell on the senior commanders of the Military Observer Group and the Expeditionary Force, and the funny thing is that these chickens have become real pantomimes, who only know all kinds of poses, and even their facial muscles and eyeballs have not changed at all.

"Unwilling to be lonely, the earth is under your feet. Unwilling to sleep, the mountains and rivers are in your arms. Crossing the fault line between light and darkness, just to seek the immortal oath and wake up! Awakening! With my soul, with my words! ”

In the midst of the passionate and generous chanting, a strange light and shadow emerged from the dark soil, flickering and dimming, as if something had come out of it. The wand in the muse's hand waved out of thin air, catching those erratic dark elements, and soon made a floating pattern similar to an alchemy array, with the flick of the wand, the pattern quickly flew into the light and shadow on the soil, and the bottom was tightly fitted, a blue hand slowly drilled out of the soil with this fit, that hand was not made of flesh and blood, but pure bone, his head was wearing a strangely constructed helmet, he couldn't see the outline of his face clearly, and a graffiti shield with lightning marks was fixed on his left arm, In his right hand, he holds a beautiful electric hammer, surrounded by unstable currents both inside and outside his body. …

The red-robed ** master slowly landed beside him, knocked his huge shield with his wand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

It turns out that this is the secret that Srona said.

Lightning Ghost - Lord-level abyssal creature, a half-soul body with blood as a lifelong faith, it cannot be officially planned into the "biosphere", because this half-soul body has zero intelligence, and the active aggression he holds is even crazier than that of the Dark Archon, and it does not distinguish between friend and foe when destroying, but all living creatures that appear by it will become the target of attack. According to the species level evaluation of Order Big 6, the level of the lightning ghost should fluctuate between level 9o and 95, which is equivalent to the gold species, which is very pleasing to noble magicians.

Although the order explicitly prohibits all summoning and researching abyssal creatures, I have to admit that in many dark corners, there are dark mages and abyssal species, which are even more common in the wilderness where there is basically no legal system to speak of6. Many shamans like to challenge this kind of plane-level summoning because it's more fun than navigating a dragon subspecies.

The lightning ghost mechanically turned its head, which was only a shadow with the naked eye, feeling the fresh breath of this new world, and it could never have imagined that such a grotesque thing would happen in the place it chose to "hibernate".

"Go, baby, where the blood awaits you." The Muse used his wand to flick an exploratory lightning in the direction of the Aronchi Mountains, for on the avenue between the hills and mountains, there were still at least 50,000 unharmed Dark Expeditionary Force, and the lightning ghost hummed and moved its deft-looking body in the direction of the electric light.

The muse blew a sigh, looked at Li Hao, who was belatedly coming, and the well-equipped court knights behind him, and said with a wry smile: "It's over here." ”

Li Hao lowered his thin sword, looked at the clearly visible horizon, and said with the same wry smile: "But it started there again, Mr. Grand Magus, can you explain the origin of this guy?" ”

The muse withdrew his wand and said with a headache: "Actually, I don't know very well, I just measured that there is a friend from afar hibernating at the earth's veins here, but I didn't expect it to be an abyssal species." ”

Li Hao, who didn't know anything about magic and species, speculated: "Very powerful? ”

The muse shook his head and muttered: "In the eyes of those knights and generals, it is very powerful, it has the traditional weakness of the creatures of the abyss, it is difficult to withstand the collective purification of thirty high-level precept priests, but one thing is perfect, the half-soul state of the lightning ghost can only be shattered, not completely destroyed, as long as it absorbs enough elements, it can reappear." ”