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Amid the panic of the Romans, Muhammad also completed his assembly and mobilization.

First, the Sixth Iskandar Dire Wolves and the Seventh Sultan's Fist Legions remained stationary, suppressing the rebellious Fallen Angels in Macedonia.

Serbia's vassal state and the 19th Legion of the Raven Guard in the country remained stationary, keeping an eye on Albania. If Albania attacked from Serbia,

Just stop them. If Albania attacks Macedonia, then the 19th Legion and the entire vassal army of the Kingdom of Serbia will directly invade the Albanian mainland.

Then the Kingdom of Wallachia and the Ninth Legion of the Angels of Hell remained motionless and were responsible for the security of the Danube defense line.

In addition to these four legions, there is the Fifth White Scars Legion composed of Mongolian orcs, Hungarian centaurs, and various nomadic races, the Tenth Iron Hands Legion of Bulgaria, the Thirteenth Ultramarines Legion where the Warmaster is located, the Eighteenth Salamanders Legion hidden in the mountains of Greece, composed entirely of dragons and dragon-men, a small but extremely elite and terrifying force, and the Twenty-first Sultan's Scythe Legion, which split from the Ultramarines and served as the Imperial Guards and the Throne Legion. A total of five legions and 50,000 Janissaries gathered at the gates of Constantinople.

Soon after, upon learning of Timur's death, the entire Timurid Empire split into two factions. After the uncle's kindness and nephew's filial piety, the nine legions of the Ottoman Empire stationed in Asia Minor were ready to move. Muhammad transferred the Third Legion, the Sons of the Caliph, the Fourth Legion, the Iron Warriors, the Eighth Legion, which was composed entirely of vampires and undead, the Midnight Lords, and the Sixteenth Legion, which was composed entirely of Muslim fanatics, back to Constantinople. The nine Janissary Legions and 90,000 extremely elite slave warriors were on the alert, overlooking the triple walls of Constantinople.

In addition to these 90,000 elite soldiers, there are also 10,000 Sipahi cavalry, all of whom are composed of ogres. They are fat and strong, majestic, riding elephant-sized mourning beasts. Both humans and animals are covered in gold-plated armor. Under the sunlight, they look like golden steel pagodas!

A full 100,000 professional elites, and nine legion commanders whose combat power is similar to that of Lion El'Jonson and who are almost legendary. This is a despairing number.

Behind the 100,000-strong army, there were a full 500,000 civilian laborers, who were responsible for logistics and serving the army. On average, every five civilian laborers served one elite soldier, continuously transporting food, water, and supplies, pushing cannons, and building positions for them. Camps of more than 600,000 people were densely packed outside the city of Constantinople, and countless tents like white clouds spread to the end of the field of vision, with no end in sight. Compared with the 40,000 people inside Constantinople, there was a huge difference!

For Muhammad, he put everything on the line for this battle. He mobilized all the troops in the country to fight this war. The army under Constantinople alone was half of the entire empire's army! This battle could only end in victory!

As long as he wins, his reputation will surpass all the sultans of all generations! The entire Ottoman Empire will completely recognize his ability and status! No one will dare to challenge him anymore! The fourth uncle in Constantinople will also be torn to pieces by him! The throne of the sultan that he has been unable to hold on to for the past few years will be firmly in his hands.

Once it fails, the Ottoman Empire will face the problems it has suppressed in recent years, such as Serbia's rebelliousness, the long-standing dissatisfaction of the Janissaries with itself, the hatred of the Eastern Turkic nomads, and the anger of the domestic elven slaves towards the ogre nobles...

Muhammad shook his head, throwing out the problems that were annoying him. No wonder his father resigned from the Sultanate twice. It was not that he was not greedy for power, but he was really troubled and exhausted by this nomadic empire that took over Rome and the series of problems it caused.

But, there is no need to think about that right now.

Muhammad drew his sword solemnly. This two-meter-tall elf stood out among a group of three- or four-meter-tall ogre nobles. The tip of his sword pointed directly at the walls of Constantinople. He issued the final order to attack. The Janissaries of the Iron Warriors of the Fourth Legion skillfully operated the artillery, and in the early morning of April 1453, 4, they fired the first shell at the walls of Constantinople.

Chapter 289: Perturabo

The shell whistled, spun, and flew, smashing heavily into the triple walls of Constantinople. When it was about to hit, it hit an invisible magic shield and fell powerlessly to the ground. From afar, the air in front of Constantinople was actually rippling with azure arcane ripples. There was an invisible magic shield serving as the fourth layer of defense for the city wall.

Perturabo, Lord of the 4th Legion, Iron Warriors, looking out over Constantinople.

Two towering walls made of marble, limestone, and even steel, five to ten meters thick, completely isolated Constantinople from Europe. This 5,630-meter-long immortal wall has a total of 192 soaring wizard towers built inside and outside, guarded by 192 great wizards, and various magic traps and mechanisms are hidden in every darkest detail.

Outside the city wall, there is an incredibly wide moat and a low wall as the third line of defense. In addition to the triple defense system, there is an additional magic shield. Such defense can be called a natural barrier.

However, he was not discouraged at all, and just made a cold and ruthless voice accompanied by the friction sound of mechanical gears.

"Announce it. It was Perturabo, the Lord of the Fourth Legion, who fired the first shell at Constantinople. Fire! Let that city burn!!!"

"As you wish!!!"

The elves of the Fourth Legion, the Janissaries, looked at the Iron Lord in awe. It was a seven-meter-tall steel golem, made entirely of refined gold and mithril. It was invulnerable to swords and spears, and arrows. The metal surface was densely covered with dark blue magic lines, and through several diagonal exhaust lines,

Through the hole, one can see the wriggling and boiling high-temperature magma inside the golem, as well as the black steam that is emitted from time to time.

On the back of his hands, he had four 44mm caliber matchlock guns welded to them. The caliber was comparable to that of a small cannon. On his broad shoulders, he actually carried two one-pound lead-spraying cannons used by the ogre lead-spraying hands! In his hands, he even held a terrifying war hammer that was made of steel on the outside and molten magma on the inside.

More than 400 stone-throwing cannons of various models, as well as the four Muhammad cannons built by Perturabo for the Sultan, were deployed by the Fourth Legion in bunkers, tents, and high ground... Various strategic positions were densely packed with the flags of the Fourth Legion and the Ottoman Empire, and were filled with gunpowder and cannons, so as to cover the enemy's positions in all directions and form an extremely large firepower network. And now, these hundreds of cannons, under the control of the Iron Warriors, aimed at a point on the wall of Constantinople and launched a concentrated bombing.

Instantly, thunder roared, the ground shook, and the deafening roar of artillery resounded through the sky! Shells poured down like raindrops, creating ripples in the outermost magic barrier! Tearing cracks, shells fell down along the magic barrier, some smashed into the moat, splashing water waves several meters high into the sky, and some fell to the ground, tearing the ground into hideous cracks. Even in the palace area thousands of meters away, the vibration of the artillery on the city wall could be felt.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

The great wizards and their apprentices in several magic towers increased the flow of magic power and used their magic power to repair the outermost magic barrier. The defenders on the city walls also ignited their artillery and fought back. The shells also fell on the Ottoman artillery positions like raindrops. The elven wizards of the Iron Warriors held up a magic barrier exactly the same as that of Constantinople to resist the fierce artillery fire of the Romans. The two elven armies that believed in Christ and Allah did their best to destroy their compatriots.

The Roman gunners were already very elite, with their regular artillery firing rate being one shot every five minutes, but the Iron Warriors were even more terrifying. These Janissaries had been trained madly by the Iron Lord since childhood, and with some minor magical enhancements from the Legion Mages, their artillery firing rate was one shot every four minutes.

Although the Romans also had hundreds of artillery pieces, which were not inferior to the Ottomans, these artillery pieces had to be distributed on a 5,630-meter-long city wall. Perturabo was able to concentrate the artillery of the nine legions of the Ottoman Empire and intensively bombard a section of the city wall. This resulted in the artillery density of the two sides being completely on a different order of magnitude!

"The enemy's artillery fire is too fierce! Our mana shield can't hold out for long! Two of my apprentices have run out of mana and fainted in order to resist the shells! And your artillery fire is like drizzle, and the speed of consuming the enemy's mana shield is too slow! If this continues, we will be doomed sooner or later! Can't you mobilize the artillery from other city walls???"

A great wizard from the Mage Tower remotely sent a message to the commander guarding this section of the city wall.

"We can't mobilize them! The Ottoman Empire has mobilized nine legions this time, and the Iron Warriors are the only legion attacking us! If all the artillery is here, how can the others defend against the other eight legions???"

Looking at the shells that were coming down like a violent storm but stopped in mid-air, the defending general subconsciously shrank his neck and said helplessly.

"Then tell His Majesty the Emperor! Tell him to find a way to destroy the enemy's artillery positions! Technology has developed so rapidly in the past few hundred years. A hundred years ago, those catapults could not have launched such a fierce siege firepower! I can easily defend it by myself, and now even with my apprentices, I can't hold it for too long!"

The great wizard said helplessly.

"I know! Just hold on for a while!"

The defending general was also frightened by the overwhelming artillery shells. Although he knew there was a magic barrier, he still hid behind the battlements. He hurriedly grabbed a messenger and told the emperor the news, asking for a solution.

After a while, Emperor Constantine played one of his trump cards. Since he could not gain an advantage in the artillery bombardment, he would find an extremely elite and powerful force, launch a surprise attack, and destroy the Ottoman artillery positions.

After a selection, the final candidates included his grandfather who had retired long ago, the most powerful surviving member of the Palaiologos family, the emperor of the Trebizond Empire and the head of the Komnenos family, a powerful transformation wizard who could even transform himself into a real flaming phoenix with the power of his bloodline, and Caledo, the most powerful and most respected wizard in the White Tower, a powerful wizard who had been in charge of Constantinople for hundreds of years.

Finally, there are the Eastern Roman Empire warlords of the Angelos family: Aenarion and Indragnir.

After receiving the order, Aenarion comforted Miaoying to sleep well on the boat and not to bother her parents, then he rode Indrognir from the Golden Horn to the city wall area. Perhaps because they were afraid of their own naval power and worried that the navy would evaporate in an instant, the Ottoman Empire did not send any navy this time, but only assembled troops on land, allowing the Roman navy to have unimpeded access throughout the sea.

Seeing the elite assault force gathering, the old Palaiologos transformed into a giant purple dragon over thirty meters long, carrying five people high into the sky, hiding in the clouds to avoid the Ottoman detection, crossing the front line where artillery fire roared, and reigned over the Ottoman artillery position.

"Don't act rashly for a while. Our surprise attack will definitely attract the elite forces of the Ottoman Empire, at least the fourth

The attention of the Legion Lord - that guy is not to be trifled with."

Caledo said with a worried look on his face.

"How does the Iron Golem compare to Ryan and Gillieman?"

Aenarion asked, most golems are immune to magic, all his spells and psychic powers are ineffective against them, including reconnaissance.

"I don't know. The Iron Warriors and other nine legions are in Asia Minor. I am more familiar with the nine legions in Greece. I only know that he is a magic barbarian who only knows how to throw fireballs."

Caledor shook his head, and the Emperor of Trebizond finished the conversation.

"Very strong. He looks like an iron golem, but he is actually an 18th-level evocation mage who specializes in magical bombardment. In the past few decades, he has also learned physical artillery bombardment. If Lion, Horus, that madman Angron, and the vampires of Wallachia are the strongest in individual combat power, then Perturabo is second only to them."

Aenarion said nothing. The iron golem's immunity to magic made it difficult to deal with. He couldn't use spells, which almost destroyed half of his combat ability. He could only fight in hand-to-hand combat.

"Listen to my orders and get ready to act."

The great wizard Caledo drew out a two-handed giant sword, which was surrounded by a terrifying chill. Under the relief of a sheep's head, there were six creepy runes engraved. He silently chanted a spell, and the blue sky instantly burned with a pale blue fire of death. The entire sky changed color, and even the light of the morning sun was obscured, plunging the battlefield into darkness.

Countless green souls whistled out from the sword blade, transforming into thousands of ghostly undead spirits!

These ghosts were dressed in Roman Republic-era ring armor, holding broad shields decorated with lightning, olive leaves, spears, and thick-backed short swords. Their bodies were distorted and blurry, as if they had emerged from hell. Their eyes were empty, revealing a kind of indifference and terror.

This Roman legion composed of thousands of ghosts flew downwards silently, like pale green death meteors falling from the sky, smashing heavily into the artillery positions of the Fourth Legion without making a sound. The faces of the ghosts were distorted and full of malice, and the illusory Roman daggers in their hands were like a puff of green smoke, lightly passing through the heavy armor of the Janissaries, leaving a strange and cold blood mark on their bodies!

"Don't be afraid! Fight back!!!"

The Iron Warriors of the Fourth Legion protected their artillery positions, brandishing spears and firing back with scimitars, but those weapons penetrated the bodies of the ghosts and could not cause any harm to them. When their bodies passed through the ghosts, they could even feel a suffocating, biting chill.

However, the daggers in the hands of those ghosts could easily penetrate their armor, leaving scratches on their flesh that caused the skin to roll outward, blood to drip, and even horrifying scars that burned with pale green flames. The unprecedented ghost attack made these Janissaries fall into fear, and their twisted and hideous faces made people even more terrified. The sudden attack by thousands of ghost legions directly threw the artillery positions of the Fourth Legion into chaos!

Chapter 290: Magical Barbarian

"Ghosts cannot be destroyed with swords. You have to fight magic with magic."

Looking at the raging ghost army, Perturabo smiled contemptuously. The seven-meter-tall war golem walked towards the artillery position with earth-shaking steps. The two lead-spraying cannons on its shoulders flashed with a faint blue magical light. Some ghosts, under the command of Caledo, immediately let out shrill screams and pounced towards him.

However, the next second, Perturabo ignited the magic-enchanted arcane cannon on his shoulder. With the deafening sound of gunpowder explosion, hundreds of iron pieces emitting arcane magic whizzed out from the muzzle! The lead-spraying shotgun shells wrapped in magic were like a dark blue wave sweeping across the sky and earth, instantly tearing countless ghosts into pieces!

"boom!!!"

Perturabo fired another shot at the ghost army raging in the distance, blowing countless ghosts into pieces. At the same time, countless blue wizard hands emerged from the surface of the iron golem, loading the two lead-spraying cannons with black gunpowder and special shells enchanted by arcane magic. These magic hands worked in coordination at a dazzling speed. It had only been six or seven seconds, and the loading was almost complete!

During the interval of loading gunpowder, Perturabo raised his hands gracefully, and hundreds of deep purple arcane missiles emerged from the back of the iron golem. Each missile was as big as an adult male's head, and slowly rose into the sky in the hot air and brilliant firelight, dragging a faint blue tail flame.

From afar, the seven-meter-tall iron golem looked like a noble blue-purple peacock. Those blue-purple arcane missiles were just his slowly spreading out magnificent and spectacular colorful tail feathers.

"call out--"

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, hundreds of arcane missiles suddenly accelerated. They whistled, spun, and danced, tearing the sky apart, landing accurately on the heads of every ghostly undead, and exploding into a ball of blue-purple gorgeous fireworks! The endless explosions were soul-stirring, and the gorgeous and colorful arcane fire was colorful. He used an exaggerated number of arcane barrages that could cover the entire artillery position, destroying the ghost army summoned by Caledor in batches!

"Damn it, just go ahead! The remaining ghost army can hold the other Iron Warriors back, but they can't deal with Perturabo himself! Caledor! Let your ghosts hold the other Iron Warriors back! Let's go! Kill the legion commander first!

!! !! "

The irritable old purple dragon folded its wings, like a huge purple meteorite, roaring and tearing through the clouds, hovering above the artillery positions of the Ottoman Empire. The surface of his chest emanated a captivating purple light, which meant that an extremely terrifying elemental dragon breath was brewing in the dragon's body.

"Roar!!!"

Along with the deafening roar of the dragon, the howling of the storm, the explosion of flames, the sound of the burning of the group ⑥; ⑨ four hundred and ninety-three, six hundred and one, and the roar of thunder, the dragon's breath fire entangled with thunder, fell from the sky like a waterfall!

The old dragon added three special abilities to his already terrifying dragon breath: extreme breath, storm breath, and lingering breath.

The extreme breath increased the power of the dragon's breath with the dual attributes of thunder and fire to the limit. The storm breath added the power of strong winds to the dragon's breath, sweeping across the world like a hurricane. The lingering breath made this extremely powerful dragon's breath sweep across half of the artillery position. The red dragon flame and blue thunder still remained in place, and did not dissipate directly like normal dragon breath. Instead, they continued to burn and flicker in the same place, submerging the iron golem of Perturabo in a sea of ​​lightning and thunder.

Although his metal appearance was burned red by the dragon flame, it did not melt. Although his limbs were wrapped in blue lightning, it did not affect his movements at all. His metal appearance was so strong that it was despairing.

Perturabo looked up, and suddenly two beams of terrifying emerald green rays shot out from his eyes! They shot directly through the old dragon's wings. Wherever the emerald green rays passed, whether it was the soft flesh or the solid dragon scales, they were all annihilated at the molecular level and collapsed! The Lord of the Fourth Legion twisted his neck, and two disintegration rays swept across the sky, directly disintegrating the connection between the dragon's body and wings into molecules that could not be seen by the naked eye, causing the entire dragon to fall down screaming!

Spell twins: dissociation!

"I'll treat him! Help me buy time!"

In the weightless fall, the emperor of Trabzon's eyes burned with purple phoenix fire, and a pair of flaming wings that covered the sky and the sun emerged from his back. His right hand burned with phoenix fire, which represented rebirth and immortality. He touched the old dragon's wound and actually removed the broken wing, and a new pair of dragon wings grew at a speed visible to the naked eye! The ability to heal the dead and the flesh and bones is astonishing.

"understand!"

Caledo used a levitation spell and slowly landed not far from Perturabo. The Iron Golem was immune to magic, but it didn't matter. A mage was not a synonym for weakness, let alone the Lord of the White Tower!

Caledo used a fourth-ring magic spell, Transfiguration, and his entire body expanded rapidly, transforming into a gigantic beast that was more than 20 meters long! The monster had a crocodile body, 17 snake-like long necks, and 17 dragon heads! Each dragon head was so large that it could swallow a person alive, and it was covered with indestructible blue scales all over its body - it turned out to be a multi-headed lizard, and it was extremely rare, even the only one with 17 heads!

Caledor stretched out his four giant legs, and along with the trembling and collapsing earth, he charged towards the magic-immune Iron Golem. Seventeen giant snake heads opened their bloody mouths, and their several-meter-long scarlet snake tongues hissed. The seventeen heads were like the outline of a mountain range, whistling across the sky, biting fiercely at the limbs and bones of the Iron Golem! Along with the sound of steel rubbing against each other, sharp sparks were torn from his body!

"Oh, I remember you, Lord Caledor of the White Tower. You looked down on me because I was a magic wizard and called me a spell barbarian?"

Perturabo laughed at the Lord of the White Tower.

"But look at you. A great wizard turns into a monster and fights in close combat with others? Now, who looks more like a spell barbarian?"

Caledo did not reply, but bit the steel monster in front of him even more fiercely. Perturabo used the disintegration spell again, and combined it with the twin super magic. One disintegration ray instantly turned into two rays, which directly penetrated the two heads of the multi-headed lizard, tearing the two huge heads apart and disintegrating them into a molecular state. Blood gushed out from the two broken necks like a waterfall, sprinkling all over the steel body of the golem and the blue scales of the lizard.

But in the next second, two new heads emerged from the broken necks, and they looked even bigger and more ferocious than the old heads. They bit the iron golem's right hand fiercely and shook its neck wildly, trying to tear him into pieces!

Chapter 291: The Man in the Middle

Facing the crazy bites of the multi-headed lizard, Perturabo cast a nine-ring magic without changing his expression. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and four huge meteorites with rolling, boiling, and wriggling flames and molten magma on their surfaces roared down from the sky! The four flaming meteors were so dazzling that the soldiers on the ground thought there were four burning suns in the sky!

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!"

Four molten meteorites smashed heavily on the heads of Perturabo and Caledo, causing the entire battlefield to be shaken by the impact. The violent shock wave ruthlessly lifted the earth, tore the rocks apart, and knocked down the Iron Warriors and cannons weighing hundreds of kilograms dozens of meters away. Dust, mud, and flaming magma were thrown into the sky dozens of meters high, and then fell into the battlefield like a rainstorm. Four huge craters were created where the meteorites landed, filled with creeping, boiling, terrifying magma.

The dust dissipated, the flames died down, and seven of the seventeen heads of Caledo's transformed lizards were smashed to pieces, and seven were burned by the molten lava. Among the fourteen broken and bleeding necks,

After growing fourteen stronger and larger heads, he cast a transformation spell on himself, turning the lizard's flesh and blood body and bone fangs into an indestructible steel alloy, and continued to charge forward!

Relying on the Iron Golem's magic immunity, Perturabo stood in the molten lava that submerged his waist, safe and sound. The seven-meter-tall Killing Golem walked out of the magma crater with heavy steps, and the two lead-spraying cannons on his shoulders fired at the same time, blasting out two rounds of phantom blue shotgun shells while casting a spell. The magnetic current thunderstorm in the sky gathered in his palm, turning into a beam of lightning that directly blasted through the iron heart of the hydra!

Seeing that Caledor could not gain an advantage over Perturabo, Aenarion also took action. He also cast a four-ring transformation spell on himself, directly transforming himself into a giant more than seven meters tall. His strength, agility, and physique have all been improved to a certain extent, and his mass has soared to two tons! He has the strength to fight the golem.

In this giant form, he activated his demon transformation, and four slender and strong arms emerged from his shoulders. Six colorful and strange purple magic patterns climbed up his six arms. The Spear of Dionysus, the Sword of Cain, the Scepter of War and the three swords of change were also enlarged by magic to a huge size that the giant could use normally. The six swords filled with terrifying magic power smashed on the top of the golem's head like a storm, making loud clanging sounds and sparks flying, but there was no way to cause any damage, and could only make some small dents on the metal surface.

"Oh? Spear of Dionysus? You are Aenarion, the Warmaster of the Eastern Roman Empire?! Ha! Nothing more than that!"

Perturabo looked at the giant who had joined the battle curiously, and with a cold and ruthless voice, he once again used Meteor Explosion! With his terrifyingly high physical resistance and magic immunity, he directly used a large-scale damage magic to smash all enemies, including himself, to death!

Two consecutive meteor explosions caused the nearby land to collapse and sink into a huge magma lake. The sticky and hot magma squirmed, boiled, and rolled, emitting terrifying heat and light. Smoke and steam rising from the lake filled the surrounding air. The rolling heat waves distorted the air, forming a hazy scene.

Not to mention the people affected, the lush vegetation was completely destroyed, the rocks by the lake were corroded by the high-temperature magma, and turned black or gray, full of cracks and holes. The air around the lake was filled with the smell of sulfur and other toxic gases, which was suffocating.

Seeing the surrounding terrain transformed into a deadly magma lake by magic, Caledo once again used the fourth ring of transfiguration on himself, causing the scales of the hydra to change from ice blue to orange-red, turning it into a subspecies of the hydra, a fire-immune fiery hydra. It swam and slid freely in the magma lake and charged forward once more.

Aenarion quickly summoned the psychic skeletons, and the three layers of defense of silver dragon scales, psychic armor, and Slaanesh flames were put on the skeleton giant's body at the same time. With the terrifyingly high defense, he continued to attack while resisting four molten meteorites! With the power of Indrognir's four-headed dragon, he was immune to fire. Even if he was soaking in a molten lake that was enough to melt steel, he did not feel any discomfort. The meteors only caused physical damage to his body, which was also reduced by the silver dragon scales.

At this moment, the six-armed giant who was more than seven meters tall took a step forward, walked in the magma lake that submerged his waist, and swung six battle blades to hit Perturabo!

Perturabo was a little surprised. This guy's defense was so strong! He was almost as strong as himself!

Aenarion frowned. He was just immune to fire, but Perturabo seemed more terrifying than himself. Not only was the golem's body not damaged after being soaked in the molten lava, but it was gradually repairing itself. The small hole that had just been made on his body was actually healed after being soaked in the molten lava?

Perturabo was unconvinced and began to test the enemy's ability. He raised his left hand and the four 44mm caliber matchlock guns on his arms fired at the same time, firing a terrifying bullet enchanted with flame, lightning, acid and ice attributes respectively, but they could not cause any damage to Aenarion.

Wow, immune to all four elements? !

Perturabo was a little crazy, he was indeed a little biased as Caledor said, a real wizard should be proficient in prophecy, protection, enchantment, illusion, evocation, necromancy, incantation, and transmutation, however he was only proficient in evocation which focused on destruction, the other seven were just average, at most he was better at the damage spells among the seven schools.

Most of these damaging magics are in the form of four energies: flame, lightning, acid, and ice.

Perturabo endured the crazy bites of the seventeen basilisks and the torrential blows of Aenarion, and cast two magic spells again. One was the most common arcane missile, which made several dents on the skeleton giant's body, and the other was disintegration. A emerald green shattering ray whizzed past, breaking the skeleton giant's armor, bones, and even the flames of Slaanesh into molecular structures.

Very good, the opponent is only immune to the elements. He cannot be immune to this kind of force field and magic damage, but his life and defense are too high to be a headache. He is simply a weakened version of himself, with extremely high physical resistance and immunity to four elements. Although his level is low, it is not so easy for me to take him down!

Seeing that Aenarion could hold out against Perturabo for so long, Caledor changed his strategy. He stopped attacking and hid far away. Since Aenarion was immune to the four elements, Perturabo could only

By using spells with purely magical attributes, his already limited spell list becomes even more limited and easier to guess. I can use the same spell to counter it and directly destroy his spellcasting ability!