my age of magic

Chapter 986 87. Tsunami
It was as if a magic engraving pen drew countless black lines in the sky, and the spear slashed across the sky, showing parabolas and flying towards the faceless warriors.

The Faceless Warriors had a premonition of danger, they stopped on the mountainside, and when they saw the rain of flying spears, they let out low growls. They waved their thick tentacles and knocked down the flying spears one after another.

The barbarian slaves threw sharp steel pipes, and when those thick and long steel pipes fell in the air, they made a deafening buzz. The faceless mystics in the battle group once again discovered the pure white hexagram circle, A water curtain appeared over the battle group, like a small upside-down bowl, covering all the Faceless warriors in it.

Although the steel pipe penetrated the water shield created by the mystic, the speed at which the steel pipe fell was slowed down.

Under the dazzling sunlight, a colorful rainbow appeared on the water cover.

At this moment, I found that the four thick tentacles of the Faceless Warlord were covered with a layer of fine scales. The spears that fell from the sky pierced these tentacles, slid to the sides and fell to the ground, only ten One or two thrown spears caused a little damage to the Faceless Warlord.

The Faceless Warlord roared like a tsunami, and continued to climb to the top of the mountain against the rain of spears.

Justus and I looked at each other, and we both saw the horror in each other's eyes. Even if this group of faceless warriors left the sea, the strength they showed was enough to match the kind of people who were infinitely close to the second or first turn. Peak Constructed Knight.

More than a hundred faceless warriors gathered densely on the hillside plank road. Only then did we know that the top executives of the Faceless Legion were so determined to kill us. They dispatched troops equivalent to a Constructed Knights from the depths of the abyss to encircle and suppress us. .

Some faceless warriors picked up the spears stuck in the ground with their tentacles. Their tentacles were very powerful. On the mountainside a few hundred meters away from the top of the mountain, they threw those spears towards the top of the mountain, but unfortunately they only threw them upwards. The spears thrown were not accurate at all, and only a few sporadic ones would fall to the top of the mountain.

Kalantso stood on the boulder with a dignified face, and the barbarian warriors huddled on top of the trench, waiting for an order from Kalantso, they would rush down and strangle these faceless warriors at close quarters, but each The faces of the barbarian slaves are no longer relaxed. I am not too far from these barbarians, and I can clearly hear the heavy panting of the barbarian slaves, like the bellows constantly being pulled in a blacksmith's shop.

The fighting spirit kept gathering on the barbarian slaves, and the orc warriors stopped throwing one after another. They were eager to gather momentum and prepare to charge, but quietly waited for the group of faceless warriors to continue climbing.

When the Faceless Warrior was less than 200 meters away from the top of the mountain, Kalancuo shouted loudly: "Push all those logs down!"

The eight barbarian slaves had been impatiently waiting under the baffle for a long time. When they heard the order from Kalancuo, they immediately swung the Moonblade Ax and chopped the thick hardwood legs of one person to pieces, and were blocked by the baffle. The log on the top of the mountain began to sink a little bit, and the whole wooden baffle made a creaking sound.

As the hardwood legs were chopped off by the barbarian slaves with a few axes, the entire baffle collapsed. Inside the baffle, the thick logs with a diameter of four to five meters rolled slowly down the hill along the slope. The length of each log They are fifteen to six meters long, and when they crush the ground, the slopes on the top of the mountain tremble.

"Rumble..."

Dozens of rolling logs rolled down from the top of the hill at the same time, and a dozen barbarian slaves worked together to push down the stone balls placed behind them one by one.

"You idiots, why didn't you take charge of lighting the fire?" Kalancuo was stunned to see the rolling log rolling down the hillside with great momentum amidst the rumbling sound, and cursed at the orc warriors on the side. The orc warriors looked innocent They looked at each other, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

When Kalancuo realized that he hadn't arranged for the orc warriors to be responsible for igniting the logs that had been painted with corpse kerosene, it was too late to make amends.

"Ying Li, where's your 'Big Fireball Technique'?" I hurriedly stood up from the trench and shouted to my side.

Yingli was hiding in the trench, chatting with Helena, and when I called her, I looked at me. I pointed to the logs below the hillside, and repeated to her: "Facing those logs, release your Great fireball."

Yingli thought that nothing would happen to her in this battle, but she didn't expect that I would call her at this time. Seeing the log rolling down like an avalanche, Yingli immediately understood what the problem was, and hurriedly stood up. On the trench, she quickly unfolded the magic scroll of "Big Fireball" in her hand, and chanted a spell briefly. A dark red six-pointed star formation condensed out from her body, and in the center of the formation appeared a flaming big fireball.

Ying Li controlled the fireball and let it fly down the hillside.

The big fireball turned into a meteor, wrapped in billowing flames, slowly rotating itself, and flew towards the Faceless Men battle group down the hillside.

Seeing the giant logs rolling down from the top of the mountain, the Faceless Warriors on the hillside couldn't help but want to dodge them. They can swim freely in the sea and are not used to this way of moving on land. When they figure out that the whole team is crowded In the mountain road on the slope, it was too late to evacuate the battle group and avoid those rolling logs.

The Faceless Warrior General at the front wanted to retreat, but was resisted by the soldiers behind, and there was no way to retreat.

When they were flustered, they looked at the dense forests on both sides of the mountain, and wanted to get into the dense forest with vines, but they saw the bodies of several faceless warriors entangled with the vines, like beetles caught in a spider's web.

The rest of the Faceless Warlords stood still, looking at the giant tree rolling down from above their heads, and crushed the Faceless Warlord who rushed to the front under the giant tree, the painful wail resounded through the valley, and at the same time woke up The other faceless warriors who were in a panic.

The dozen or so Faceless Warriors standing at the front couldn't avoid it. Seeing the giant log roll down, they sank down in despair, supporting their bodies with their hands and feet. The other two tentacles rested on the giant log, My own flesh and blood shook the thundering giant tree, and the giant tree crushed the front row of the Faceless Warlords, and the backs of these Faceless Warlords hit the bodies of their companions behind.

The Faceless Warlords in the back were crowded in the crowd, and they could only use their shoulders to support the body of the Faceless Warlords in front. The tentacles of these Faceless Warlords were intertwined together, quickly forming a wall of flesh, using their Flesh and flesh blocked the rolling logs rushing down the hillside.

The first row of logs was resisted by the Faceless Warlord with his body, the second row of logs hit the back of the first row of logs, and the entire line of defense slid down the mountain for nearly five meters, and was stopped by the Faceless Warlord again. The third row of logs rushed down again, the force of the collision was no longer so obvious, and the logs gradually accumulated in front of the Faceless Group, forming a slope-shaped wooden wall.

The Faceless Warriors at the back of the battle group stepped on the bodies of the Faceless Men in the front row, climbed over the wooden wall and continued to climb up.

For a while, the Faceless Group, which was blocked below the mountainside, moved again.

At the same moment, the six faceless mystics cast the third magic together, a huge wave gradually formed from behind the wooden wall, pushed up against the mountain, lost the support of magic power, and the water cover over the battle group instantly disintegrated .

The rolling log behind rolled down with a thunderous momentum, and with a huge impact force, it hit the waves one after another.

The huge wave tens of meters long collapsed quickly only under the impact of the third log, forming a torrent and pouring down along the sides of the hillside, which also made the hillside muddy. The rolling logs of the waves were also stopped by the huge waves and piled up on the wooden wall on the mountainside.

A large number of Faceless Warlords climbed over the wooden wall on the mountainside, and their climbing movements were significantly accelerated.

At this time, Ying Li had just unfolded the magic scroll and released a big fireball blazing with flames. This fireball was like a meteor tail, rushing straight down from the top of the mountain, passing those generals of the Faceless Men. When passing through the sky, the fireball continued to decay, but it flew all the way to the wooden wall on the mountainside, hit a rolling log, and burst into sparks.

There was a layer of corpse fire oil on the log. Although many places had been scraped off and washed away by the huge waves, there was still a lot of sticky fire oil on it. The sparks from the big fireball ignited all at once. The dead fire oil on the log was wiped out, and the flames shot up from the log.

At this time, the Faceless Warriors had all crossed the wooden wall, and thousands of Faceless Warriors followed behind them, and they were also climbing over the wooden wall frantically. Stop it, those faceless mystics cast the magic of the storm in an attempt to extinguish the fire on the log, but the fire on the log intensified.

Gradually connected together, only a few hundred faceless warriors crossed the wooden wall on the mountainside, and the rest of the faceless warriors were blocked by the fire.

Just as the Faceless Warlord continued to climb upwards, rolling fireballs fell from the mountain. These fireballs seemed to be much smaller in size, only as tall as a person, and they were still spherical. Although they were burning with billowing flames, they were not numerous. There are so many that they cannot be lined up.

Seeing these fireballs rolling down, the Faceless Warlord rushing forward waved his tentacles, trying to stop them like intercepting a rolling log.

When those fireballs collided with the Faceless Warriors, they knocked the Faceless Warriors on their backs. The fireballs ran over the Faceless Warriors directly, and stained the Faceless Warriors. The corpse fire oil, the flames stained the faceless man's body, and began to burn violently.

The fire spread to the surroundings little by little, and the wooden wall on the mountainside had completely turned into a wall of fire. Thick smoke billowed and floated into the sky. Even though we were on the top of the mountain, we could still smell a pungent smell.

Those flaming stone balls brought a lot of casualties to the Faceless Group. The scorching stone balls finally split into several pieces under the impact.

Many Faceless Warlords' skin was burnt dry and chapped under the smoky fire. Some Faceless Warlords' tentacles were crushed by falling stone balls. Even in this kind of adversity, this group of faceless warriors still rushed to the top of the mountain without hesitation.

Kalancuo stood on the boulder on the top of the mountain, looked at the faceless generals who were close at hand at the foot of the mountain, and waved at the orc warrior Kentoya, the captain of the fire team. She seemed not in the mood to say that the two In other words, for the orc warriors, such a battle is a bit invincible for them.

The orc warriors set up the flamethrower on the trench, facing the faceless generals who have been tortured by corpse fire oil and rolling wood and stone balls, they pulled the engine, and the six wind gusts on the flamethrower would blow The atomized corpse fire oil was sprayed on the faceless warriors rushing up, and six tongues of flame, like the breath of a sub-dragon, surged out from the flame-throwing device, criss-crossing on the battlefield near the top of the mountain.

A scorching air wave hit all the people on the top of the mountain. In order to avoid the heat wave, the orc warriors and barbarian slaves jumped into the trenches one after another, and the six orc warriors carrying flamethrowers, the ice shield erected in front of them Nearly half of them also melted in an instant. They were wearing thick fireproof leather armor. The exposed skin was scalded to varying degrees, and the exposed hair was also slightly curled.

The battlefield in front of us was completely reduced to a sea of ​​flames. Countless faceless warriors were struggling in the sea of ​​flames. They were covered in flames, struggling to the death in the flames. Relying on their own strong vitality, they continued to pounce on the top of the mountain.

The barbarian slaves in the trenches are already eager to try. As long as the faceless warriors who are engulfed in flames pass through the trenches, they will have a chance to join the battle. Although it must be uncomfortable to fight these burning men, the flames, Can't stop the fighting enthusiasm of barbarian slaves.

It's just that these barbarian slaves failed to get what they wanted, because right on their trenches, a huge ice wall suddenly fell from the sky, completely intercepting these Faceless Warlords on the battlefield, and at the same time blocking the heat wave on the battlefield.

In normal times, such an ice wall would not be able to resist the Faceless Warlords at all, but under such circumstances, the ice wall standing in front of the trenches, from the moment it appeared, brought these Faceless Warlords a In a deep despair, some Faceless Warlords were burning with raging flames, and flew towards the ice wall, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but were pierced by black iron spears pierced from behind the ice wall.

Next, it was no longer a battle. It was like harvesting wheat in the fields in autumn. Barbarian slaves and orc warriors stood on the edge of the battlefield, constantly harvesting the lives of the Faceless Warlords, and followed The hundreds of Faceless Warriors in the group did not have the ability to rush out of the sea of ​​flames, and they were all buried in the sea of ​​flames.

The orc warrior Kentoya blew a whistle, and the flames sprayed on the battlefield stopped abruptly, but the dying and struggling Faceless warriors were still running around in the fire field, their bodies were scorched, billowing thick smoke It turned into a pillar of smoke that lifted the sky.

There are more Faceless warriors blocked by the burning wooden wall below the mountainside, and they seem to have given up their plans to rush to the top of the mountain.

Just when I thought this battle was over, the crater of the extinct volcano island suddenly began to shake. The high waves, like a wall of water, crazily crashed towards the extinct volcanic island.

Justus looked at the huge wave in horror, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

(End of this chapter)