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A silver-armored swordsman watched in amazement as the black sleek figure advanced and retreated under siege, and she jumped onto the shoulders of a colleague, and five long, sharp fingers like five red-hot iron chisels pierced through the helmet without hindrance, and did not enter the skull. The shadow jumped from one soldier to another, as light as a butterfly picking flowers—the butterfly of death.

He regressed again and again, and the two swords that were flexible during training did not work, and he instinctively swung wildly, hoping to stop the Grim Reaper who could befall him at any moment, and the only reason left in his heart could only pray that the mage in the construction tower would cast "protective fear" in time - he did not wait for the courage to return to his body. Thick and dazzling electric light spat out from the spire, striking the swordsman in an instant, and spreading the leap to the surroundings, killing and wounding four swordsmen before hitting the target that actually wanted to hit, and the weakened power of the loss was only to make her scream and roll on the ground.

Even the regular army soldiers ignored it and began to attack indiscriminately...... Hunter shuddered, but somehow remembered Sayers' father and mother—they were so prescient.

All sorts of destructive magic continue to be fired from the Construct Tower, as if there was a fireworks show in the camp. It seems that the mages have made up their minds to wait for help, as for how many people will be lost, it is not a plan at all, as long as they keep the constructed weapons stored in the tower, because soldiers are just consumables, and these crystals of Argus's mysterious magic are precious war resources, aren't they?

Hunter suddenly saw a light in the darkness outside the camp, brighter than the chain of lightning from the construction tower.

Before he could identify what it was emitting, a small comet with a trailing tail flame had already flown - it seemed to be a flaming meteor that could only be formed by the legendary meteor burst spell, time seemed to be slowed down hundreds of times at once, Hunter watched in a daze as the meteor grew larger and larger in an orderly manner, the scorching heat distorted the scene, the air was like a magnifying glass to make the meteor behemoth, the hair on his forehead was first scorched and curled, and then his scalp began to burn......

"-" Sayes pounced with unimaginable agility and knocked Hunter down.

The flaming comet flew almost past the parapet of the rampart, leaving a scorched trail, making a small turn above the two of them, as if correcting its downward direction, and plunged headlong into the upper part of the construction tower.

All spell attacks stopped, and the Constructed Tower was quiet for a moment.

The steel tower swelled violently, and flames erupted from all the cracks and observation openings, like a balloon that had been blown up, and then burst - like a volcanic eruption.

Fragments of the tower were scattered in the shock wave, symbolizing the complete fall of the camp, and the few remaining Argus soldiers began to flee in the rain of fire that lit up the night sky.

"Hurry up--" Hunter was swept off the barrier by the wave of air, only because of unusual luck he was not smashed by scorched or flying steel shards, but he also fell so much that he couldn't even tell the direction, Sayers shouted indistinctly, almost dragging him to run, Hunter stumbled and followed, and found that Sayers's cheeks were bleeding, and even his mouth was sprayed with blood foam, which should have been pierced by an arrow to the cheeks.

A black elf with small horns on his forehead landed in front of their escape route, carrying a dead Argus soldier in his hand—a heavily armoured swordsman hanging limply in his hands as if he were a tattered rag doll.

Hunter screamed in horror and gestured wildly, not realizing that the staff had lost its staff. Sayyas, whose face was covered with blood, was also stunned, but fortunately, before involuntarily waving his fist the size of a casserole to find death, he noticed that the elves' attention was not here at all, he tilted his head slightly, silent, and the other elves were the same, as long as they were not attacked, they completely ignored the fleeing Argus, and quietly stood among the corpses on the ground, as if waiting for something.

Sayyath took Hunter around the corner, and escaped from the camp suddenly covered with terrible silence and pressure.

The black elves continued to stand and wait—

A dark shadow swept across the night sky, and it felt as if it blinked an eye, and all the light dimmed in an instant.

Camp Commander Lord Kraven was lying in a mess, his left leg held down by a collapsed steel bracket, unable to move. He had always used the power of the Construct Tower to protect himself as much as possible, and it was because of this that he was able to temporarily pick up a life in the violent explosion that melted half of the Construct Tower.

A pair of black, steel-colored paws landed on the tower, shaking half of the tower as if it were shaking slightly. With the sound of grinding metal, a demonic shadow emerged from the open ceiling.

The tall and hideous body reflected the cold starlight, the steel wings hung behind him like a cloak, and a pair of fiery dark red eyes were the only bright color on the body, he scanned the inside of the construction tower, but did not linger on Craven too much, obviously not to see if there was any life.

"Demonic ...... Demon ......" Kraven struggled to get up, but Yan's burns and fractures made it difficult for him to move. He reached for a piece of armor next to him, as long as it could be successfully activated, the armor would automatically wear on him as an exoskeleton, and maybe he could use it to escape-

The demon leaned on the dissolved shell of the tower, seemingly unaware of Kraven's small movements.

It's just a little bit of a stretch. Kraven finally succeeded in activating the armor before fainting - the silver-white armor disintegrated piece by piece, and then covered Craven's body as if attracted by something, and even the steel bracket that pressed him was pushed away, although Kraven himself had no strength at all, but it was obvious that the armor could only act by the command of the manipulator's mind.

Craven held back the sharp pain, took a somewhat stiff step, and tried to rush to the secret door next to him.

But the sudden immense force crushed him to the ground, and countless small and strange arcs of electric light spread across the floor, spreading the entire construction tower and all the equipment stored in it, including the armor on Kleven's body.

Kraven let out a scream as the armor began to deform—an irregular deformation, squeezing every bone in his body like a meat grinder.

Every qiē inside the broken tower is deformed and distorted. The weapons were twisted together, and then fused with the tower, and some kind of energy was released in the process, pouring into the palm of the black demon's hand that had already sunk into the tower.

"Insignificant. ”

The demon's voice was like a symphony of steel, sonorous and piercing.

When the morning light rose, Hunt and Sayers, who were as blind as headless flies, had a chance to catch their breath. Sayers sat down and gulped the jug dry—and it was hard to see that he hadn't lost it yet.

"Dry ......"

Sayers grinned as he clutched his cheeks, and the wine leaked out of the wound with blood.

"Who are those guys......" Hunter looked around blankly, not knowing where it was. As far as the eye could see, there was not even a single figure on the vast wilderness, as if only the two of them were left between heaven and earth, and the bloody and terrifying last night was still vivid, like a real nightmare.

"God knows......" Sayers' voice was still a little muffled, but it was much better: "Probably a new, more intelligent weapon...... People can't always be beaten and don't fight back, isn't it ......"

"But they ...... We need to hurry to the nearest camp and report to the higher-ups!" Hunter suddenly stood up as if he had a spirit, they probably hadn't gone far, the nearest camp was in- yes- hell, in which direction was the construction tower he saw at vigil?

"Forget it......" Sayes lay on the ground on all fours: "The above news is far better than that of the Umen, and besides, those black spirits have not killed us all, and it is estimated that someone has found the large army to report by now...... Let's rest and rest and return to the team, it's miserable to treat them as deserters!"

The two mages walked in the direction of Watan City for several hours, unable to even drink their saliva. Years of conflict have turned the edge of the Tarnoli Plain into a deserted buffer zone, and even if the Argus army has gradually taken the initiative in recent years, few residents are willing to move over to clear the wasteland, not even the Argus nobles who control most of the land in the Tarnori Plain - let's wait until the troublesome Night Elves are completely wiped out.

Eventually, the two men met the patrol as they wished, but instead of the wounded barracks, the mage who led the constructing horses involuntarily took them to the front headquarters, a fortified fortress dominated by two towering towers.

"There were about ten of them - maybe more, I couldn't see clearly, they were too fast......"

"Remember, you're a mage! You should be observant! We want to know the number of enemies as accurately as possible!"

"I'm sorry, I ...... I really didn't see it clearly...... By the way, they seem to have a very powerful attack, I don't know if it's magic or something, it's just a matter of building a tower......"

"Huh, let's be clear!"

Hunter was crying and in pain, and he had to brace himself to deal with the repeated cross-examination.

"How do you know, oh, my face hurts-"

"Be serious! You're a mage! You're obligated to provide us with detailed battle information! It's your responsibility as an Argus soldier!"

"Yes, Wu is a mage! You are a mage, you are a mage, Wu is also a mage! Why is Wu sitting here being interrogated by you like a prisoner - it hurts, so no one will come to treat U!"

Sayes snorted angrily and angrily with his interrogators, arguing loudly.

"It seems that there is no more information from these survivors. The white-robed mage with golden patterns looked away from the surveillance screen, "Dear Miss Moriel, those Night Elves have really borrowed the power of darkness...... This evil act must not be forgiven! We should continue to launch a large-scale all-out offensive!"

"Shrink the troops, and all the front-line construction towers that are too far away must be withdrawn, immediately. The red-robed female mage looked at the magic map of the entire battlefield, and her clear voice echoed in the command hall.

"But...... But we are now far into the Sleeping Forest, and have established a strong forward position......" The other mage hesitated to offer his opinion.

"Firm?" the female mage stared at him coldly, "I don't think it can be passed through at will, there are three rear camps that have been completely destroyed in just one night. Do you really think that if you hide in an iron shell, you will be invincible?"

“...... Then how do we explain it? In doing so, we are giving up all the results we have achieved before, and the Council will not agree to it! Not to mention that it is just a few demonized elves, and it will not be the opponent of high-level battle mages......" Although the deputy commander who had just been straightened was stern and cold, and there was not a single smile on her face all day, the mages still carefully argued with her, which was simply unimaginable when the previous one was in power.

"Don't forget that there's an ironhide demon who can easily destroy any of our existing constructs!

At the mention of the name Dagulas, the mages were silent—they ended the discussion with interest, and began to arrange, and for a time only the red-robed female mage was left in the huge command room.

The mage rubbed her beautiful brow a little tiredly, trying to find a place to rest, but then she lost her smile - she ordered all the chairs in the command room to be removed after Dagulas was killed in the fire.

I don't know how to converge the edge and keep the light obscure...... It's a real headache to get into trouble all day.

The image of the structure walking around the door of the Future Stone with the great sword on its back was blurred, and it overlapped with the steel monster with huge black wings--intelligible-indistinguishable-

Bad state...... Sorry for the less...... It seems that I still think of writing that, and my ability to grasp the plot is too weak.