Mage Joan

"of course not!"

Rebecca answered in the negative without hesitation.

"There is no second person in the world who can cast spells like Joan. We are just slaves to magic, but he is the master of magic. But now we can only try it hard. There is little hope of success, but always Better than doing nothing."

"Martha, you send a letter to brother-in-law, asking him to send the best caster with the army, I have to do some preparations." After that, Rebecca ran out the door.

"Wait a minute!" Mrs. Martha hurriedly stopped her sister, "You also want to participate in the battle against the colossus?"

"Since JoAnn is not here, then no one is more suitable for this task than me." Rebecca smiled and comforted her sister, "Don't worry, Mr. Heimdall will follow me, nothing will happen, besides... Martha , While there is still time, order the next person to pack up. If the battle fails, we must also withdraw to our hometown."

Mrs. Martha nodded in shock, barely suppressing her panic, and took out the communication crystal to send a letter to her husband.

After half an hour, a beam of light rose in the courtyard of the hermitage, and four young officers sent it over.

Headed by the Cavalry Major Arnold Laval, accompanied by him are the military chaplain Major Lori Grant, and two military mages, Captain Angel Livingston and Captain Ryan Kessler.

Mrs. Martha is packing her luggage, and Heimdall, the manor housekeeper, receives visitors on behalf of the owner.

"Mr. officers, please come with me. Miss is waiting for you in the warehouse."

"Warehouse?" Arnold froze for a moment, a little surprised.

"I guess it must be a warehouse with a lot of ironware."

Angel is optimistic by nature, and he is still in the mood to joke at this time.

"Yes, there used to be a lot of iron tools in the warehouse, mainly weapons, armor, farm tools, iron wires, iron sheets, etc., but now there is not even a single nail left."

Rebecca stood in front of the open warehouse door. The occupant’s skirt had been changed to a mithril chain mail shirt, and she was carrying an enchanted shotgun slantingly behind her. Her hair was tied up. She was dressed beautifully and heroically for the four The young visitors were impressed.

"No more nonsense, gentlemen, are you ready for your weapons?" Rebecca asked.

"Uh, Miss Castis, time is too tight, we only have time to prepare a steel cube, four in total, should it be enough?"

"No, it's five yuan."

Rebecca opened the storage bag and held up a dark iron block with a size similar to the jewelry box with one hand and showed it to the officers.

She gathered almost all the iron tools of her estate in one pile, recast and shrunk them, and what she got was this "steel cube" weighing about 10 pounds, which weighed about 40 tons after being enlarged.

Even in such a large manor, it is not easy to find 40 tons of iron.

The steel reserves in the city are more abundant. The "steel cube" carried by Arnold and others is larger in size, equivalent to a dictionary, weighing about 25 pounds, and up to 100 tons when enlarged.

"According to past experience, if our tactics are effective, a ‘steel cube’ is enough. On the contrary, it’s useless to prepare more ammunition."

Rebecca took out her pocket watch and took a look, raised her beautiful eyebrows and nodded at the four young officers with a smile.

"The night is near, gentlemen, we should set off."

"Miss Castis, you really look like a general."

Arnold was originally the captain of this caster team, but now he was only called by Rebecca, so he complained a little half-jokingly.

"If I were a man too," Rebecca glared at Arnold with an annoyed look. "You don't need to use this crappy analogy!"

Arnold turned his head and shrugged at the three companions.

Lori, Angel, and Ryan all smiled and nodded, unanimously that this Miss Castis is a powerful character, and everyone had better listen to her instructions.

Rebecca led the way, followed by Arnold, Lowry, Ingres, and Ryan, and came to the hill on the north side of the manor. Looking over from a height, you could see the vast corn field like a green ocean in the distance. A towering colossus of flesh and blood is striding forward.

The heavy foot sounds echoed over the farmland like muffled thunder, and the flesh and blood colossus stepped on a large corn stalk every step it took. Wherever it passed, the footprints left behind were like two rows of staggered craters.

The Colossus of Flesh and Flesh has opened the "Myth and Anti-Magic Field" and the unique wide-area aura "Fear Master". Arnold and others felt the pressure of the fear aura three miles away from it, and couldn't help being frightened and shuddering.

Rebecca opened the storage bag and took out a lot of magic potions to distribute to them.

"The'heroic spirit potion' can resist fear aura. There are also'flying potion','invisibility potion' and'see through invisibility potion'. Everyone should hurry to drink the potion and do it as soon as possible."

Regardless of whether they wished or not, Arnold and others are now accustomed to obeying Rebecca's command, unscrewing the potion bottle and filling their stomachs, blessing various buffing spells.

Rebecca herself took the magic potion quickly and entered the invisible state, and then took her four companions and flew into the air, quietly approaching the Colossus of Flesh from a high altitude.

The legendary monk Heimdall followed them not far away, always ready to rescue these brave young people.

The mythical anti-magic field of the flesh and blood colossus has a radiation radius of 600 feet. Only necromantic magic and negative energy effects are exempted. Other magic and supernatural powers will be suppressed by the "mythical anti-magic field". For safety reasons, Rebecca The other people kept a distance of about 1,000 feet from the colossus of flesh and blood, floating above the giant.

"Everyone, be careful, do you see the gray shadows hovering around the shoulders of the colossus?" Pastor Lowry reminded his companions through "communication", "They are all bound to spirits. There are thirty or forty ones, maybe Huaiya The Queen specially summoned the Necromancer to protect the Flesh Colossus, and only undead creatures can exert their full power in the anti-magical field of the Flesh Colossus."

Rebecca also saw this threat and whispered: "We only have one chance. I count the countdown, and when the count reaches zero, you throw the ‘steel cube’ together, how about?"

"Yes, your commander!"

Angel made a serious military salute and amused everyone.

Rebecca suppressed a smile and started the countdown.

"10, 9, 8..."

Arnold, Lowry, Angel, and Ryan were all clutching the "Steel Cube" in their hands. As the countdown counted down, their palms couldn't help shaking and oozing cold sweat.

"3, 2, 1, 0!"

The moment Rebecca counted to "zero", Arnold, Lowry, Angel, and Ryan aimed at the colossus of flesh and blood directly below, and almost simultaneously struggling to throw out the "steel cube" in their hands!

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