The Creators: From Night City

"Philippa Eilhart!"

"That's the Lone Witch of Kovir!"

"Oh my god, I saw her portrait on Thaned Island. She was the dean of Aretuza Academy!"

"Oh my God, what are they planning to do?"

The calves of the knowledgeable people in the crowd had already begun to tremble. Anyone with a little knowledge would know what it meant that the four most powerful sorceresses of the Northern Kingdom suddenly appeared here in such a prepared manner.

The tragedy of Maribor spread throughout the continent, and the rage unleashed by the four sorceresses could also raze Oxenfurt to the ground.

Flames leaped out from the fallen torches, expanding into a dazzling fire dragon in the air, turning the several 'witch hunters' who drew their swords into human torches.

Margarita and Hill worked together to chant long and complex spells alternately. The chaotic magic power surged and stirred, sweeping the entire city.

The magic sensor devices worn by the 'witch hunters' were screaming wildly, whether they were in the college square or on the edge of the city.

Endless clouds in the sky began to gather, and rapidly turned into an ominous black amidst the mysterious, distant, staggered and rhythmic chanting. Lightning white streaks flashed from the clouds, like thunder dragons constantly tumbling in the sea of ​​black clouds.

The pale silver color of the mental magic almost pierced the blindfold that Philippa Eilhart used to cover her face. She waved her hand to blind five or six attacking "witch hunters" and controlled one of them to raise the sword in her hand and swing it at her companion beside her.

The alarm bells were ringing and the city was in panic.

More 'witch hunters' and even Redania's soldiers began to gather towards the academy square.

Not to mention the 'witch hunters', Radovid V's personal guard alone numbered over 500 people, and not far outside the city, there were over 3,000 Redanian troops stationed on the banks of the Ponta River to defend against the Nilfgaardians in the south.

These were the regular troops, Redania's finest troops.

Relying on magical means, they can all be mobilized by Radovid V in a short period of time.

In fact, he did so.

After receiving the news that Philippa Eilhart appeared in the College Square, he mobilized all the troops he could mobilize without hesitation, hoping to overwhelm his old enemy with absolute human wave tactics.

A group of soldiers, holding broad shields, wearing armor, and with spears lined up like a forest, advanced towards the sorceresses who were surrounding the city.

Behind them were streets that were being cleared, and rows of red knights in fine armor stood on their horses, swords drawn, spears in hand, ready to charge at any moment.

Behind them were the crossbowmen who began to gather and disperse into the buildings, occupying the highest points.

Several small crossbows were pushed by the soldiers and began to enter through the city gate and move towards the square along the street.

This was to deal with the monsters that the sorceresses might summon, and also to violently break any protective magic they might cast.

The spearmen used their shields and bodies to block Triss's fiery attack, and successfully conquered and extinguished the fire dragon at the cost of several lives. Just as they stepped into the inner circle of the square in orderly steps, they were struck by thunder that suddenly fell from the sky and turned into charcoal.

More thunder descended from the sky and surrounded the sorceresses, forming a silver-white spherical shield.

On Radovid V's flagship, a hidden wizard, Radovid's personal advisor, was gazing at the clouds in the sky in a daze.

"Alzu's Thunder!"

He recognized this famous and powerful attack magic in a very short time, and immediately persuaded his employer to leave the port and head west along the Ponta River.

If these mad sorceresses dared to unleash the Thunder of Alzur in public, they would have dared to unleash the even more famous and infamous Double Cross of Alzur.

Azulie once used it to summon the monster Levitate and destroyed nearly half of Maribo. These four famous female sorcerers can do the same.

After all, they are more crazy and more unrestrained than Azulie at this moment.

Azulie was trying to regulate the war, while these crazy women were purely out for revenge.

The reason why Jiang Bing nicknamed the hard-hearted Radovid V "Little Bald Head" was because he was indeed half bald, and his face with a caliper hairstyle was full of gloom and cruelty that could not be concealed.

Although he is crazy and cruel, he is definitely not stupid.

He first ordered his personal magic consultant from Ban Ade College to activate the defensive magic barrier on the ship, and then urged his men to weigh anchor and set sail, driving the ship to the center of the wide Ponta River, so that they could escape at any time.

He did not choose to slip away, but chose to wait and see for the time being. As long as there was a slight chance, he wanted to witness Philippa Eilhart's death with his own eyes.

In the academy square, rain of arrows poured down from all directions, but these magic-blocking golden arrowheads were resisted by the already formed Alzu Shield and were instantly burned to ashes by the activated lightning.

Under the gaze of the stunned herbalist, the four witches were now holding hands and forming a circle under the leadership of Xier. The surging chaotic magic power surged out from everyone and gathered on Philippa Eilhart.

They were about to begin their carefully prepared performance, summoning the 'Scarlet Demon' that was associated with death.

At least that's how it looks in the eyes of the world.

Chapter 362 The curtain opens and the actors appear

The combined magical power of the four people filled Philippa's body to the brim, and pale silver light almost burst out from her seven orifices.

The reason why the magic power was concentrated on her was because, in addition to mastering the elementary and advanced transformation techniques, the most commendable thing about this Owl Lady was her superb illusion ability.

Her illusion skills were so advanced that she could conjure up food that could sense touch, smell, and taste, which naturally paved the way for the appearance of the 'Scarlet Devil'.

The four people chanted the obscure, difficult to understand, mysterious and strange spell together.

These native languages ​​from the oldest elves were picked out from the memory of the learned Margarita, modified, and used as the basis to create a long spell.

It's not quite right to call it a spell. It doesn't have any magic power and won't have any effect. Apart from making people sound high-end and mysteriously powerful, it has no function at all.

It is used to highlight Jiang Bing's brilliant appearance.

As the spell was chanted, main attacker Philippa began to cast an illusion. As a huge amount of chaotic magic power was quickly consumed, the environment of the academy square began to change dramatically.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of soldiers on high alert, under the watchful eyes of spies and secret agents from various countries hiding in the dark, and under the watchful eyes of the fearless onlookers, the gray-white color began to spread from under the feet of the four sorcerers, swallowing up all the colors of the academy square.

As the gray and white colors of the soldiers surrounding him gradually faded, decayed, and the atmosphere of death quietly enveloped everyone's heart, the Master of Illusion began to exert his strength.

Since it was just a large-scale color change and no additional damage was required, Philippa optimized the technique and added a slight psychological hint for all those affected by the fading magic.

The chanting of the spell, which Philippa intentionally amplified, became increasingly louder, and the master of illusion also endowed it with the property of inspiring panic and fear in the listeners.

So the neatly arranged regular army, Radovid V's personal guards, one of the most elite armed forces of the Northern Kingdom, began to riot.

When the gray-white realm of death spread to the numerous stakes and piercing wood, countless evil spirits with blurred facial features and bodies as erratic as smoke began to appear. They entangled themselves around the stakes, densely packed, layer upon layer, and kept wailing in pain.

Panic began to escalate and spread at a faster rate.

Fortunately, under the suppression of the commander behind the soldiers, the soldiers returned to their strict formation.

As the crossbows were delivered, the sorceresses' carefully constructed defense system began to come under fierce attack.

The impact of these giant crossbow arrows, which are as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, is far beyond the reach of some sparse rain of arrows.

So Philippa quickened the tempo of the prologue.

A portion of the grayish-white color began to spread rapidly towards the Delray Prison, and soon infected the entire prison.

Accompanied by wave after wave of solemn incantations, a huge number of souls flew out of the not-so-big prison tower. These evil spirits, accompanied by gray-white mist, rose into the sky, as if that was the place of reincarnation.

A strong wind came upon the square at some point.

Thousands of souls rose high into the sky, hovering like death birds. The black clouds had turned a disgusting blood-red color at some point and began to devour these imaginary souls.

As the soul merged into it, the clouds expanded and rotated rapidly, absorbing the collection of resentment, and dazzling lightning began to flash in the blood cloud.

A circular hole appeared in the center of the swirling blood cloud, and then a door carved with intricate patterns and inlaid with human skulls and a large number of suffering corpses slowly emerged from nothingness.

The scene was so grand that not only the residents of Oxenfurt, but also the residents of Novigrad and Foam City, dozens of kilometers away, and even the Nilfgaardian garrison on the other side of the Ponta River, could see this strange phenomenon in broad daylight clearly.

In fact, the impact of this incident was even more far-reaching. Even the Emperor of Nilfgaard, who was as far away as Vizima, could see and participate in the magic holographic projection that the illusion master had cast with all his strength.

The chanting that resounded throughout the city grew louder and louder, and a beam of light rose from the circle formed by the four sorceresses until it shone upon the skeleton gate.

Everyone seemed to hear the creaking sound of a slowly rotating door hinge, a faint smell of blood began to surround their noses, the wailing sounds of countless undead souls were echoing in their ears, and a faint, cold, white mist was spreading around them.

The army commander acted decisively and immediately ordered the cavalry to charge.

The situation at the scene was very clear. If we continued to waste time, when that damn door in the sky opened, the person who came out would definitely not be someone easy to deal with.

Under the supervision of the overseers, the knights launched a desperate charge that was doomed to fail. They were like low-speed artillery shells, shaking the Alzu shield composed of activated lightning to the point of collapse.

Lightning bolts fell from the sky one after another, merging with the shield and making up for the damage caused by hitting a large number of flesh and blood bodies.

The cavalrymen shook the solid protection of the Alzu shield at the cost of the entire team, including their horses, being electrocuted to charcoal.

The dense rain of arrows poured down, and the addition of more crossbows and even small catapults made the shield shaky, so Jiang Bing had to appear on the scene early.

Especially with the arrival of Redania's fastest heavy cavalry on the Ponta River, he had to make his debut.

If these fully armored iron lumps launch another suicidal charge, the shields held up by the sorceresses will definitely be broken through.

So where is he now?

The answer is high altitude.

Surrounded by air currents, Jiang Bing, carrying the props needed for the performance, began to dive towards the ground from above the clouds.

The air currents surrounded him, constantly helping him to fine-tune his direction. By the time he accurately passed through the skeleton gate that had suddenly opened in the clouds, [Power-Chi You] had finished dressing.

Amid the charge of the heavily armored cavalry lined up in a row, with everyone's heads raised suddenly to stare, a blood-red figure fell from the sky like a meteorite, as if an unspeakable existence had crawled into reality from the hell behind the skeleton gate and fell to the earth.

Jiang Bing slightly adjusted his body in the air so that he could land accurately into the cavalry team that had accelerated to its maximum speed.

"boom!!!"

The 'actor' who free-falls from a thousand-meter altitude is like a human missile, accurately crashing into the cavalry group. A cloud of dust and gravel fills the sky, accompanied by a terrifying explosion that is enough to shatter the eardrums of nearby soldiers. A large amount of broken limbs and flesh are blown all around by the air waves.

That small group of medieval steel cans, which was powerful enough to overwhelm infantry a hundred times its size, became a stepping stone for the "Scarlet Demon" to appear. Except for the two cavalrymen at the edge who were blown away by the exciting air waves, their horses' legs were broken, and the riders' ribs were crushed, no one else survived.

Chapter 363 The Stage Play is in Progress

Jiang Bing pulled the hoof-shaped boot armor out of a pool of mud mixed with metal, blood and bones, and slowly walked out of the deep pit.

The hard landing at a height of a thousand meters made his legs and feet slightly numb.

The pit was littered with the corpses of cavalrymen whose internal organs had been shattered by the shock wave or whose bodies had been pierced by flying stones.

The flying dust was soon blown away by the wind that blew up at some unknown time, revealing a majestic figure that looked like a demon or god. It was like a demon that had just crawled out of a pool of blood, carrying a huge metal pillar that made people dizzy just by looking at it.

The stake returns for a limited time!

Amidst the immense panic that threatened to destroy the camp, the commander drew his sword from his waist and without hesitation raised it, shouting, "Everyone attack!!"

He knew that if he didn't take action, he would be faced with a large-scale collapse of his camp.

After hacking to death two soldiers who were shrinking back, everyone, under the command of the military, launched an attack at once.

The commander was even more cunning. He sent two of his most elite halberd-bearing squadrons, mixed with a few teams of 'witch hunters', to flank the center of the square where the sorceress was, attempting a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, doing so is ultimately futile.

Jiang Bing had a lot of experience in killing people, but this was his first time acting in a stage play.

"Extinction~! (Chinese)"

Jiang Bing raised his voice in a clumsy manner, moving towards most of the villains in film and television works, roaring a battle slogan with full energy, and swung the stake in his hand, sending the seven or eight soldiers who rushed forward to the roof, wall, or the other end of the street.

"Kill~! (Chinese)"

The voice, which had been deliberately lowered, became hoarse and mocking like the devil's words under the influence of the mask.

At this moment, the atmosphere is at its peak.

Facing the dense rain of arrows, Jiang Bing jumped up from the ground like a giant beast King Kong under the gaze of everyone, smashed down the outer corridor of a house, and covered the four crossbowmen above. Then he jumped again and fell into the group of soldiers operating the crossbows. With just a few moves, he smashed these crude and simple war machines into pieces.

Surrounded by soldiers who were cowering but gathering around him, Jiang Bing bent his knees and waist, and continued to soar into the sky like a missile. He stretched his waist in the air, raised the stake in his hand above his head, and split Mount Hua with all his might.

The target was those soldiers who had sneaked into Chencang.

The raised halberd was bent in vain under the armor of [Power-Chiyou], grinding the owner's palm into a bloody mess. The heavy stake was made of the flesh and blood of four or five people, and a pool of scarlet flowers bloomed.

It is no exaggeration to say that these unlucky guys who suffered a devastating disaster were blown to pieces.

Jiang Bing's kick created more than a dozen spider-web-like cracks on the stone ground of the square, and several teams of "witch hunters" lost their balance and fell to the ground.

When they got up, they were greeted by Father Jiang's fatherly blow.

In order to achieve a better performance effect, Jiang Bing deliberately slowed down all his movements since the beginning of his appearance. Otherwise, with his current physical fitness, how could he have fought back and forth with this group of noobs? He would have turned into a tornado long ago, creating a storm of blood and bones.

Fortunately, his deliberate act of accommodation achieved remarkable results. After he killed nine people with three punches and mixed up all the creatures within five meters of him with a stake, the whole square became somewhat silent.

In the somewhat awkward atmosphere, only the commander was left shouting alone. This die-hard supporter of Radovid V was so determined that he was still loudly commanding his troops to move forward in such an environment.

"Attack, you sons of bitches, hurry up and don't retreat, Supervisory team, Supervisory team, kill them!"

Of course, it is also possible that he knew what would happen to him if he failed. His Majesty Radovid V's nickname of "heart of stone" was not earned for nothing.

Under Jiang Bing's cover, the sorceresses successfully evacuated through the portal, and took away the herbalist who was neither unlucky nor lucky. Without his stupid teammates holding him back, Jiang Bing could give full play to his abilities.

So he began to run, faster than the finest thoroughbred horse in Redania, like a fully loaded dump truck, sending away all beings that dared to stand in his way, mercifully giving each of them a possible chance to cross over.