Chapter 5: To the North Round 42: War in the North (Part II)

87_87643 "Fiona, take care of Miria!

Jane leaned against the female wall and looked down, then jumped down. She made a lightning-fast trail across the rough frost-covered stone wall, the heat from the friction melting the frost layer, and the cold wind wrapped in ice crystals blew head-on, forming a large mist that burned like flames behind the paladin.

Jane drew her greatsword in mid-air. At this moment, she was still cold and emotionless, but her silver-gray eyes had burst out with a fiery brilliance like the sun - there was even an afterimage of light everywhere she passed, and before she could stand firm after falling into the battlefield, a circle of pure white aura had exploded around her.

Her current appearance is somewhat similar to the entire ice field battlefield, and everything under the cold surface is completely boiling.

An ice demon bat flapped its wings and lunged at Milia in a volley, its usual calm and indifferent appearance completely replaced by a hysterical madness. It opened its sharp mouth with sharp teeth like crushed ice to the limit, spitting out a cloud of freezing air. Miria dodged sideways, raised her sword and slashed off one of the Ice Demon Bat's wings, causing it to tumble a few times before falling headlong onto the rocks - Fiona beside her lit up the flames to chase away more of the Ice Demon Bats circling around, and not far away, Jane was pulling the greatsword out of the softer jaw of the six-clawed frost lizard that had fallen with a bang.

"Kill these bastards!"

The timely appearance of the crystal tower and the demeanor of the three female paladins boosted the morale of the warriors who had struggled to support them, and one shaved his bald hair, leaving only a handful at the top door. The barbarian, who had been braided into ridiculous pigtails, simply tore off his bearskin shirt, his naked muscular chest waved, and his two-handed war hammer took the lead in rushing up the castle tower like a whirlwind, and the terrible brute force that burst out in an instant made all the monsters in front of him fall and fly like weeds under the sickle.

The biting icy wind blowing from the depths of the glacier is changeable and cruel, scraping on the skin like a thousand stabs. The whining of the wind seems to never stop, and it doesn't seem to be just the wind. Milia wasn't a mage, she didn't know what was hidden in the wind, and she was so crazy that this qiē in front of her could be so wild, but now they had no choice - if the torrent of monsters that were storming the Icewind Fortress really took over here. Then continue to invade the southern part of the World Ridge Mountains, and it is self-evident what terrible fate will face the world inhabited by civilized races.

Moriel's red robes fluttered in the cold wind, making the female mage on the stone tower look a little thin, but the magic that kept gathering around her was enough to make her stronger than anyone else. The concussions of the spell brought the pain of childbirth, but it was not enough to shake Morel's will - the white-hot ashes tumbled out in the form of clouds, and under Moriel's control, they passed the human and dwarven warriors who were desperately resisting, and did no real damage other than obscuring their vision and giving them a bit of a hot feeling. But when the clouds stick to those monsters that are howling and attacking wildly. The huge heat contained in it was all released, melting the frost on their bodies, roasting their skin and muscles, boiling the ice and snow and raising a huge mass of steam......

"Kani, take the mages to help the defenders drive the enemy off the wall!" Moriel, after releasing the fire cloud, turned to the nure and shouted, "Stop stinging with your enchanted items!"

Nancy was the first to burst through the inconspicuous side door in the corner of the second wall, which had been cleared out of a safer area by three paladines who had jumped directly from the wall. The addition of a new force from within the Crystal Tower has tilted the balance of battle in favor of the defenders a little - the silver-armored knights of the Church of Splendour, the tattooed guards of the red-robed mages, and the private mercenaries of the Deepstreamers Guild. Independent adventurers have no obvious faction divisions at this moment. They formed a united front and cooperated with the defenders of the fortress to drive out the monster hordes that had already broken through the first wall little by little. The priest in the back prayed loudly, applied various auxiliary magic to the warriors, and rescued the wounded as much as possible.

Morriel's fingertips spewed lightning that sliced through the sky, and using the archmage's elemental mastery to transform it into scorching fire energy, flying arrows that struck a frostlizard-infested castle below. Thunder and lightning jump refraction. Burst and burn among monsters, knocking them down like flaming leaves.

A supernatural whirlwind formed around the female mage, sculpting Xinbu's figure in the vast expanse of snow and mist.

Even if it's as strong as the Queen of the Storm. In such a fierce battle, he also used the spells he had prepared. But the monsters' attacks seemed endless. In the wind and snow howling in the distance, several tall and mountain-like figures approached - the descendants of ancient giants living in the glacial area, the frost giants.

"What about Chloe?" Morrill scanned the battlefield, ready to support with a deadly spell ready to strike.

"Probably at the city gates. Don't worry too much, she can handle this kind of scene. Simbu turned his head to look at the crystal tower standing on the stone city, and although it was supposed to be night, the sky was still quite bright. Even though I couldn't see any of the two suns, the gray light still spilled down from nowhere, shining brightly on the tower.

"Do you feel it? this damn cold wind is weakening us!" Probably because of the cooperation and fighting side by side, she now has a better attitude towards the red-robed female mage.

"That's right, I don't know if Archmage Daerru has any good ideas. Morrill said, "If the attack of the monster horde continues without respite, even if the reinforcements are doubled, it will not last long." ”

"It can hold on a lot

"A flying stone the size of a millstone roared, and after hitting the Xinbu Eyelight Force Field Shield, it changed direction and fell diagonally, leaving large clouds of ice and smoke on the city wall: "I have to stop the frost giants who threw stones......"

Behind them, the crystal tower erupted with intense brilliance. The faint light that had been coiling around the tower began to grow stronger, and finally each light turned into a dazzling sun.

The light spread out like a tidal wave, rushing towards the ice field against the cold wind.

Magic lit up the sky above the fortress. A warm sensation appeared on the warriors' skin, already blown unconscious by the icy wind, and dispelled the stiffness and numbness that had penetrated deep into their bone marrow. The intruder's assault finally weakened, and the warriors of the fortress retreated in the face of the bright light, like a huge wave crashing on the reef.

After the light of the crystal tower faded, the sky darkened a lot. The last of the frost lizards was driven off the ramparts, the hovering ice bats scattered in all directions, and even the frost giants retreated with a low roar in the icy night fog—the long howls of the winter wolves echoed across the ice fields outside the fortress, hovering in the painful nightmares of the exhausted defenders.

"Here, here. And here! There are inexplicable cracks everywhere!"

At the huge basalt table, a dwarven warrior with a curly brown beard braided into three thick braids that hung down to his lower abdomen was trying to stand on tiptoe, pointing at the map on the table and yelling, with dried blood on his face: "Damn frost worms come out of these cracks and make a mess of everything!"

An impromptu meeting was being held in the chamber of the Crystal Tower, and the mages who had just finished their break were also in attendance. Speaking in a thunderous voice right now was the head of the dwarven clan living in the Icewind Fortress: "I don't care what you tall guys think, but if this continues. We're going to have to evacuate the Icewind Fortress and destroy all the underground tunnels!

"Wait a minute, Chief Gimli......" Captain Tiger had a bandage on his left hand, and the priest who came with the crystal tower used medical magic to treat his broken shoulder bone, but because he had to take care of the other wounded in the fortress, he could only bandage the flesh wound first: "You can't make such a decision! In this case, what will happen to the supply of the fortress? The mountain tunnel that is not affected by the blizzard is almost the only way for us to communicate with the outside world!"

"If monsters run through the rifts into these tunnels, it's not just the Ice Wind Fortress that's going to be ruined!" Gimli raised his eyebrows with a big beard, "Then the ground and the ground will be occupied by them! Moradin is above, and the roof of the world will become a playground for those six-clawed lizards!"

"Miss Morriel. How many stone scrolls did the red-robed mages bring?" Dale-ruo raised his hand to stop the argument between the barbarians and the dwarves, "Regardless, the top priority is to strengthen the defenses. ”

"Kani?...... Kani!"

The female Confucian wrinkled her nose dissatisfiedly: "About thirty or so." Don't be too little, who made Deep Stream's recent construction business sluggish!"

"That's enough for now. Send a few mages to work with the dwarves to fix the troublesome tunnels first......" The archmage stared at the map: "At least in a month." Maybe for a long time, the Crystal Tower will no longer be able to teleport...... We'll have to hold out here for a while before reinforcements from other cities arrive. ”

"Then we can hold on. Chloe held her glass, her expression was leisurely as if she was on an outing, and she couldn't tell that she was someone who had just experienced a full day of fierce fighting: "Even if all the mages in the Northland who can teleport can help." The people who can be sent at one time are only a small team. ”

"Red-robed girl, try again. Xinbu stood up suddenly: "No matter how many monsters are killed here, it will only cure the symptoms and not the root cause." If you can't find the culprit of this qiē, you can't find it......"

"I'm afraid it won't work. Leila dismissed her sister's idea: "We don't know when the next wave of attacks will start. If you use too much strength and still don't get any results......"

As if to test Lyra's point, a howl as sharp as the wind pierced the walls of the crystal tower, casting a heavy, suffocating shadow over the heads of everyone in the chamber.

"Dragon!" everyone in the room changed color in horror.

Dragon.

Hordes of dragons.

Their gray and white scales shone in the cold wind, and the beak-like beaks of birds let out high-pitched and high-pitched screams, and the dragon's might poured down with the icy freezing air—a misty cone-shaped cold air sprayed on the city's head, and the accompanying low temperature contracted and cracked even the thick stone floor. Several sentinels who took on the dragon's breath only lasted for a few seconds before they were torn apart in this veritable icy wind, and the red ice ballast splashed and sprinkled, as if to foreshadow the imminent destruction of the entire fortress.

An elven warlock's eyes widened in horror as he slipped down the steps frozen by the freezing fog and watched as a white dragon flew towards him, a cold snap swirling between its sharp teeth.

The dragon's breath formed a miserable white trajectory in the air, crashing into the ice-blue ring of fire and flowing in both directions. The white dragon swooped down. Use the claws with frost to tear the wretched two-legged worm underneath—

A large magic fist appeared between it and its prey, and delivered a hook to the diving dragon with enough force to break through the rock. The white dragon's long neck folded upward, and the frost that fell from the white dragon's body with this heavy blow was almost like a small hail rain.

Surrounded by a fire shield, Morrill wears a leather glove with iron joints and directs his fists

Hit the enemy together, and go to the paladin with the elven warlock next to him who has some familiar faces!"

By the way, he was the deputy leader of the "Punisher" adventure group.

Even Xinbu had never seen such a large group of white dragons. Three fireballs shot out of her palm one after the other, detonating in mid-air almost simultaneously. The huge flames connected to each other burned half of the sky, and the flying tongues of fire collided with each other. Devoured all the white dragons within the spell's radius, burning their scales into smoking, black slag.

Although the ordered fireballs caused severe damage, they were not enough to completely destroy the strongest and most ruthless beasts. More fireballs flew out of the fortress, some for Mage and Warlock achievements, and some for Fireball Wand Land masterpieces. Although their magic is nowhere near as powerful as the Storm Queen, it is already very effective as a secondary attack.

At least five dragons fell in this ruining fireworks display. But more and more of the white dragons continued to attack, and with the exception of a few people like Simbu and Lyra, few others could compete with the dragons - and to make matters worse, the long wolf howls on the ice field were rapidly approaching. The monsters are actually attacking in three dimensions!

Dale Ruo stood at the top of the crystal tower, single-handedly blocking the cold demon wind that was fierce again.

Lyra stood beside him to protect her husband, throwing a glowing silver spear that pierced a white dragon that was too close, causing it to howl in pain and crash headfirst against the mountain wall.

"It's getting stronger," said the archmage, turning to his wife, his gray hair fluttering in the wind, "as obvious as a rising tide!

"You're going to ......," Leila worried, "but that's going to cost a lot of money, and they're not necessarily ......."

"Don't think about it that much!" said Dale, turning his head to look down at the city. Once again, it was occupied by swarming monsters: "...... What is that-! We need to hurry up, help me, Leila!"

"It's the shadow of the void!don't go near it!," Chloe had a rare look of stern expression on her face. At the same time, he threw down the refined longsword in his hand. In the female swordsman's hand appeared a silver-gray handle about a foot long, one end studded with a pure and flawless gem - a purple light shot out of the gem, and after a few beats, it steadied to the length of a normal sword.

And Jane stood not far from Chloe, her white wings of light spreading out behind her back again, and the greatsword in her hand also turned into a burning flame.

The opponents who can make them so hard throw away the burning victims in their hands like garbage. The corpses of the barbarian warriors were enveloped in cold flames that had no temperature at all. Crackling and burning, armor, weapons, and flesh quickly disintegrated in the black flames, some frozen fragments.

"Be careful. It's very difficult to get hit by this thing. Chloe reminded the paladin beside her, but Jane remained cold and indifferent, without even a "knowing" expression.

Since no one came up to die, it turned to the two men who were waiting for him. It was an ethereal humanoid form composed entirely of black withered fire, embodying the most evil cold, the never-ending frost and snow endowed with dark souls—a body a dozen feet tall drifting silently, the only thing clear was the pale blue eyes of the head that seemed to pierce a qiē.

Without a sound or warning, it lunged at them.

"Beware!" Fiona, who was hiding to the side and waiting for an opportunity to sneak up on the empty shadow that was fighting Chloe and Jane, was pushed away by Milia, and the huge claws embedded with sharp ice edges almost pierced Miria's hair - a few strands of hair immediately curled up and then turned into embers that disappeared into the wind.

The remains of the ice shards that had died under the claws of the black shadow had risen again.

The skeleton, burned out of flesh, was now skinned by hard ice, jagged blocks of ice sticking out of its body and limbs, casting its monstrously thick body without hindering its movement. Only the dull skull had no ice on it, but a circle of flames darker than darkness surrounded it like a crown.

The second Empty Shadow also climbed the city wall, surrounded by the cold aura of the frozen flesh, and recklessly ignited the surrounding Qiē with the withering fire, transforming the people killed by the flame into frost corpses under its control.

The dragons roared overhead, the frost giants approached as they threw stones, and the mages and warlocks, led by Simbu and Moriel, began to bombard with spells without reservation—an intensity that might have made them unable to do anything in ten minutes, but if they hadn't, they would probably not have survived the current ten minutes.

Deyr's shout shook the fortress and echoed through the mountains.

The archmage's voice was no longer human, but ferocious, as high as a dragon—it was a call that transcended space, and the surging magical sound waves kept the white dragons attacking the fortress far away from the crystal tower.

"Dragon's Oath!" Xinbu recognized the spell, and she waved her hand to throw an incandescent orb to shoot down an already scarred white dragon, "Everyone hold on a little longer!"

The defenders struggled to hold up the crumbling line and retreated—after two Frost Giants were slain by the spells, the third finally began to smash the walls of the Icewind Fortress with a massive block of ice as a hammer with an entire tree as the handle.

At the critical moment, a loud dragon groan finally came from afar.

The latest chapter of the high-speed debut magic suit, this chapter is the fifth chapter to the forty-second round of the war in the north (below) address is.