Lord Highlander

  Chapter 1400 1387. Magician Group

  Actually, the magicians did not know that the ogre reconnaissance team was hiding in the crevices of this lonely peak and cliff.

  The mountains on the west side of the Samosto River stretch for hundreds of miles, and it is not easy to find the ogre detection team from this mountain range.

  The first team of mages who came to reinforce them flew to the Samostuo River Canyon last night, but the direction given by Mage Basil was a bit vague.

  When the mages did not find the target, they could only search aimlessly around the mountains.

  Worried about being ambushed by ghost warriors, and afraid to fly low in the mountains.

  The reason why these magicians wandered around this lonely peak was entirely because there were a lot of ghost warriors gathered on the top of the mountain.

   This group of ghost warriors moved abnormally, and the investigating magicians found that they were constantly trying to climb down the steep rock wall.

   When the mages flew to the other side of the mountain wall and got closer, they discovered that these ghost warriors were planning to rush into the rock wall, and there were still some signs of fighting in the cracks in the rock.

The magicians who were searching hard for the ogre detection team began to wander around the cliff at this time. At noon, they confirmed that it was Gullitum's detection team who were hiding in the crevices of the rocks and were constantly attacked by the evil spirits. .

  Most of the magicians searched along the retreat route of the scouting team drawn by Basil. They didn't expect that the scouting team was intercepted by the ghost warriors when they retreated, and they deviated from the retreat route after only climbing two mountains.

   Forced to go up this lonely peak, there is no way to retreat.

  Now that the traces of the reconnaissance team were found, clusters of magic flares broke through the sky, and even if they were tens of kilometers away, they could clearly see the flares exploding in the sky.

  The magicians who were investigating in this area gathered from all directions on the cloud on the side of the cliff.

  At the beginning, there were only five or six magicians, and when the magic signal was sent out, more than a dozen magicians quickly gathered here.

  These mages were suspended in the sky on the magic scorpion, because they had to guard against the short flying spears of the ghost warriors, and the mages were nearly a thousand yards away from the top of the mountain.

   Seeing more and more magicians gathering in the sky, the ghost hunting group on the top of the mountain also had a commotion for a while, but they looked up at the sky and had nothing to do with the magicians above their heads.

  …

The scorching sun was high at noon, and the two-headed ogre in the crevice of the stone was almost exhausted under the repeated attacks of the ghost warriors. Several new mountain passes were added to the ogre's body, and a short flying spear was inserted into his At the ribs, he was worried that he would lose his combat effectiveness after pulling out the short flying spear. This short flying spear had been stuck in Gulitum's body all night.

  Wolf knight Tago transformed into beast twice in succession. Now his body is weak, and his combat strength is not even as good as those of the few surviving heavy armored infantry fighters.

Even the Frostwolf Bonita's silver mane was dyed red in a large area. He lay silently beside Tago and licked his wounds. Tago rested his head on Bonita's soft waist, and stared blankly at the only one line. blue sky.

Orc warriors have always been known for their bravery. The highest honor of an orc warrior is to be able to fight on the battlefield. Now he finds that the ogre in front of him is more ferocious than him. In the past two days and three nights, Gullitum has almost He blocked the group of ghost warriors by himself.

  Tigo touched the black iron saber beside him with some difficulty, preparing to take a breath and make a final fight.

  The Frostwolf Bonita nestled beside him seemed to feel the solution in Tago's eyes, and couldn't help whimpering softly.

  An evil ghost rushed in again at the edge of the stone crevice hole. Looking at the half-foot-long horn on the top of the evil ghost's head, Gulitum knew that this evil ghost warrior was stronger than other evil ghosts.

   Sure enough, he squeezed in close to the crack of the stone, and the first knife he slashed at Gulitum had a sharp blade light.

The two-headed ogre raised its heavy stick, and the space between the rocks was narrow, so there was almost no room for the two sides to move around in the battle. The two-headed ogre undoubtedly had a huge advantage in fighting here, but it is a pity that the evil ghost fighters on the opposite side also fought in the same way. Known for its strength.

  The one who broke in this time was a small demon banner leader, who rushed in and launched a fierce offensive towards Gulitum.

  Gulitum could only hold up a big stick to block frequently. Every time he confronted the ogre, the wounds on his body seemed to ooze some blood...

   At this moment, a piercing copper whistle suddenly sounded outside, and the sharp sound almost pierced the sky.

A group of mages floating quietly in the sky formed a neat row. They looked at the evil spirits on the mountain with solemn expressions. Almost at the same time, the magician took out a magic scroll with golden runes.

  Everyone tore open the scroll without hesitation, and then a spell was almost recited.

   It's like the priests of the choir in the temple singing carols in the hall of the temple, that sound seems to have a powerful magic power.

   As a result, groups of magical storms flickering with electric arcs were condensed in the sky.

  However, these magicians were all covered with light shields, and even the magic horns they were riding were covered in eggshells.

  …

  When the light shield was formed, the ghost warriors gathered on the mountain had already noticed that some ghosts had even started to stop, looking up at the dazzling sky intently.

   Some evil spirits even hid behind some bunkers, bowed their waists, and held sharp short flying spears in their hands.

  The ghost general also looked at the group of magicians in the sky with a puzzled expression...

It is said that the distance between the two sides is so far, and the magic attack can't hurt the ghost warrior at all, unless the magicians can get closer, but once the magician flies close, then the magician will enter the throwing range of the short flying spear , those sharp short flying spears are enough to pierce the weak body of the magician.

  …

   While the evil spirits were hesitating, the second the whistle sounded, thirty magicians dived down from high altitude almost at the same time.

  In the magician's team, there are three magicians riding on the magic handle, and at the same time, they are holding a magic book in their hands.

The rest of the mages held some scrolls. The mages descended very fast, and the evil spirits standing on the top of the mountain also appeared one after another. They all held short flying spears in their hands, as if they were waiting for the mages Can fly lower.

  Dozens of ghost warriors held short flying spears in their hands, just waiting for the magician to rush into the throwing range, and then throw the short flying spears in their hands together.

  The magicians only flew to the edge of the ghost warrior's throwing range with their magic shields on, and stopped diving down. Instead, they pulled the tiller in time and threw the magic scrolls in their hands.

  These magic scrolls unfolded chaotically in the air, and then turned into **** of flames, pouring down from the sky in an instant.

  In addition, the mages holding the magic books in their hands were chanting spells, and countless fireballs poured down.

Seeing the fire magic pouring down from the sky, the evil ghost warriors threw out the short flying spears one after another. Unfortunately, when the short flying spears flew to the highest point, they had completely lost their power, and then followed along The parabolic trajectory fell down the cliff one after another.

  The magic that poured down from the sky only burned half of the sky red, and did not fall to the top of the mountain.

   While the ghost warriors were looking at the fireworks-like fire magic in the sky, these magicians whose vision was blocked by the flames suddenly rushed down from the flames again.

  But this time they threw a large number of fire magic scrolls almost without reservation, and **** of fire exploded on the top of the mountain.

  (end of this chapter)