MTL - Cthulhu Gonfalon-Chapter 935 ·The war is in the sky (middle)

Until returning to the magic tower, the legendary wizard who was blocked by the meteorite was still unable to believe.

"Impossible! The fisher can't have this technology!"

However, the facts are clear.

The fisherman has mastered the means to fight against the legendary spells, and it is not only used for defense, but also for attack.

From the scene of the destruction of the cliff just now, their means may be rough, not sophisticated and precise, but the power is unquestionable.

That is also a means of legendary level.

On the inner side of the tower, there is a circle of sparkling light next to the early warning array, and the sparkling middle is like a mirror, reflecting the scene of the sea.

The dark green is swaying in the sea, thick and heavy, and turbid.

In the early warning array, it shows that a large number of people are dying among the fishermen. With the death of a large number of fishermen, a very strong atmosphere is igniting.

"Sacrifice... The weak want to fight against the strong, and this means is left!" An old legendary mage snorted and said, "There are no other things in the group of seafood, that is, they can live. Even if they sacrifice a million. Eight thousand, it is nothing to them!"

You look at me, the legendary mage, I look at you, my face is a bit bitter.

One sacrifice for eight thousand? What kind of thing should be summoned!

Sacrifice is a very traditional method of casting, especially in summoning spells. Offering sacrifices to the mighty existence of the opposite world and borrowing the power of the other side can be said to be commonplace for the early casters.

Before the master of Lamperus had not proposed the "modern spell" system, the human system of casting was called the "witchcraft system." The most famous of this system is two points. The first is to absorb the blood of various creatures to transform itself to obtain powerful strength and long life. The second is to be keen to sacrifice to the outside world and benefit from the other side.

To say that the study of sacrifice spells, man is the world's largest expert!

However, the years are like the arrows, the time has worn away the traces of the wizarding era, and now, with the exception of some wild path masters, few wizards are still studying the sacrifice spells. Although this kind of spell is powerful, it is too dangerous. In particular, it is easy to attract some unpredictable and difficult to communicate. It is a big trouble.

So now, most of the Masters are no longer pondering these, even the legendary Masters present, most of them are not good at the means of sacrifice.

At this moment, I saw that the enemy could fight against the legendary spells by mass sacrifice. The young Master’s heart suddenly raised a sense of ridiculousness, just like seeing the mankind behind the countless years of magical technology. The scene of the master of the subject, and the magical spirit of the elves.

In particular, a few old predecessors who have lived from the wizarding era to the present are even more eccentric.

"When the year...we are fighting against the elves..." An old mage couldn’t help but mutter, "Can you say that the original history has to be repeated?"

"History won't repeat itself!" said a young legendary wizard. "We are much better than the elves of the year!"

As he said, he manipulated the magic array and ignited the defense system of the tower.

A huge gem at the top of the tower glowed brightly, just like the sun was bright, then a blazing red burst suddenly, and the speed was amazing. Before the fishman reacted, it hit the sea.

A loud bang, the sea of ​​water blasted open, and a large piece of water vapor was ignited by the evaporation of high temperature.

In the water vapor, it can be clearly seen that at least hundreds of fish people have been blown apart and the death is terrible.

"The biggest problem with sacrificial spells is that they are slow. As long as we slow down, we can make them unable to force!" The young legendary mage said loudly, "Even if the seafood learns our means of the year, then how? There is no strong **** behind them, and there are not enough strong people to sit in the town. It is impossible to confront the various means of the Tower of the High by relying on this slow means of sacrifice!"

The legendary mages are facing each other, and many people are shy.

As they grow older, their strengths are constantly improving, and their fighting spirit has been consumed a lot. The legendary Master who is shot at this place is afraid of being the weakest, but his fighting spirit and courage make his old generations feel ashamed.

"you are right!"

"That **** seafood! I thought it would be arrogant to steal a little bit of our means of the year? They are dreaming!"

“Give them a look! Let them see the power of modern spells!”

"Since they come to die, they will be perfect!"

"After this, the coastal areas can have at least a hundred years of peace!"

"Hundreds of years? Hehe! After the end of this battle, we will start from all sides and give the fisherman a complete destruction!"

The legendary mage screamed, and the control part of the magic tower in front of them, with powerful mana and precise control, issued a swift and violent spell, which blew up the sea, and the broken limbs flew around. I don't know how many fish people died.

At the same time, the screaming alarm sounded inside the tower of the Most High. The icy and full of deterrent voices are repeated, requiring everyone to immediately put down everything at hand. They are strong enough to go to various positions to prepare for the battle, and the weaker ones go to the shelters to escape.

Where have people in the Federation of the Federation of the Federation of Fatah seen such a battle? For a time, many people panicked and the streets were in a mess. The exclamation of crying and screaming screamed into a piece, even though the soldiers and patrol mages tried to maintain order, it was just that there was no serious chaos.

At this time, somewhere under the surface of the sea, an altar built with bones is emitting a dark green glow.

Countless fish people swam from all directions with a mad look and rushed to the altar.

Once in the dark green light, their bodies quickly rot and melt, and most of them go into contact with the altar and completely decay, turning into green pus. Only a few can reach the altar, and at the moment of contact with the altar, their flesh and blood are completely melted, and the bones are absorbed by the altar and merged into the altar to make this strange altar larger.

In this way, repeating.

If you want to switch to another race, you will not be able to withstand such a loss, but the fisherman’s family does not have a huge amount.

They have been preparing for this war for a long time. Especially in the past few years, the fishermen have frantically proliferated and gathered an amazing population.

Now, it is time to use these resources!