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Wang frowned. "Well... Shamans believe that nature has personified entities, which are called spirits. Countless spirits float between heaven and earth. Once the shaman raises his arms and shouts, they will begin to follow the shaman's methods and guide nature to fulfill the shaman's wishes."
Xiaobai: "Listen... we just changed the way we say it!"
Wang: "No, spirits have observable forms. Some look like horses, some look like sheep, and of course there are wolves."
Xiao Bai was shocked: "Can Shamans also transform?"
King: "No, as far as I know Shamans don't transform. They shout 'Wind, Earth and Fire, obey my call' and then fire lightning bolts at their targets."
The next moment, a bolt of lightning flew along the ground and hit a holy warrior in the blink of an eye.
Wang: "Look! It's this lightning arrow."
This lightning bolt was shot very accurately, and if you look closely, the distance it flew far exceeded that of an ordinary lightning bolt. However, the magicians around the emperor had already completed the casting of the lightning protection spell.
It is estimated that Monrovia has fought against orcs many times and has experience. He knows that the orc shamans have lightning-based direct damage spells.
After a crackling sound, the paladin was unharmed, but his hair stood up.
King: "I want to ask that paladin what it feels like to be hit by a lightning arrow. Maybe he can give me some new tips so that I can continue to level up."
Rosalie suddenly raised her head: "Is this appropriate? We are facing a powerful enemy."
Wang looked at Rosalie and said, "You are wiping yourself with a handkerchief even though we are facing a powerful enemy."
Rosalie carefully wiped the dust off her chest and answered, "I'm different. I don't know how to cast spells, nor do I know how to fight. I can only dress myself up before the orcs come. If I'm defeated and captured, I can show the orcs how chaste human women are."
As she spoke, she scratched a rather exaggerated wound. She screamed and her pretty face distorted.
She quickly calmed down and continued, "You are different. You are a mage and a combatant. You probably don't have the leisure time like me, right?"
Wang shrugged. "Indeed. But what use can I make of so many wolf cavalry? They even adopted a scattered formation that cavalry charges usually do not adopt. This is obviously to deal with the spellcasters in Monrovia.
"I only prepared a fireball spell today, which won't kill many wolf riders."
Rosalie was shocked: "Why did you prepare the fireball spell today?"
The king scratched his head: "It's just... I feel that war is about to break out at any time. Fireball is a spell that is highly related to war."
Rosalie looked at him suspiciously.
King: "Why, you're telling me some conspiracy theory, saying that I knew we would be attacked by orcs today, and that I was going to use my fireball spell to target your Majesty's troops?"
Rosalie shook her head. “No, how could that be? What happened today was beyond my comprehension. The tower that I always took for granted when I was a child was an illusion. Then I was blown up into the sky by a gushing magic, then fell into the water, and was tied to a giant wolf. Finally, I was dragged along the ground like a plow.
“I’ve never been so miserable in my life.”
Nini, who had not intervened in the conversation and was concentrating on killing the wolf knight with her bow, glanced at Rosalie and agreed, "It's quite tragic. But the princess now has a different kind of beauty."
Rosalie looked down at herself and discovered that her whalebone brace was crooked, so the "scar" on her chest was now bent into a J shape.
As she tried to adjust the whalebone herself, she continued, "I don't think it has anything to do with beauty now."
Nini: "No, you are indeed more beautiful now than before when you were so dignified."
Wang looked at Rosalie suspiciously, then at Nini: "Is that so? If Rosalie's beauty is usually rated 10, how beautiful is she now?"
Xiaobai: "Ah, I understand this. This is quantitative analysis! Am I right?"
Nini nodded: "Yes, this is quantitative analysis."
After saying that, she took out a small piece of dried meat and threw it to Xiaobai.
Xiaobai jumped lightly to catch the jerky, his tail swaying left and right.
Wang: "Is there anything wrong with quantitative analysis? It is through quantitative analysis that humans can understand the world!"
Rosalie looked confused: "What is quantitative analysis?"
Nini: “It’s a unique way for my teacher to understand the world.”
Wang: "So what's the score? From my own point of view, if I use my desire to mate as the benchmark of 10 points, Elizabeth's normal form is 10 points, and Rosalie's normal form is less than points, but now she is points."
Nini: "What about me?"
Wang: "You are also less than 10 points now. So from an aesthetic point of view, how many points does Rosalie have now? Please answer my question."
Nini: "But you are the teacher?"
“A teacher does not have to be better than his students. If three people walk together, there must be one who is my teacher.”
Rosalie: "Okay, I know that my pitiful appearance now can arouse the desire of a certain pervert."
Wang: "You are saying that I am a pervert. This is not true because my will can suppress the desires of my body."
Rosalie stopped wiping herself and looked up at the king. "So, if I tell you now, please help me resist the orc wolf riders. Once you repel their attack, I will be your laundry lady, and I will also sing a lullaby for you every night. How will you respond?"
The king was shocked and looked Rosalie up and down as if he was evaluating her.
Rosalie: "How about you give me a hug every day?"
Xiao Bai finished eating the jerky and commented, "You humans are so troublesome. I don't understand."
Rosalie smiled.
Nini raised her hand and fired another arrow, then turned back to look at Wang: "Teacher?"
Wang: "Well, I admit that it is quite tempting. But the problem is that the werewolves are attacking now. I can't really resist them."
As the words fell, Nini's target was shot in the head and flew backwards, leaving only the wolf moving forward.
This is one of the advantages of wolf cavalry. Even if the rider kneels, the wolf is still capable of fighting.
At this moment, one of the apprentices of the nearby Master Mel shouted: "Your Majesty has retreated into the castle! What should we do?"
Everyone looked towards the castle.
The emperor's flag had been taken down, and the large group that had just watched the king break the magic circle had all entered the castle.
There was another Elizabeth on the battlements of the fortress, shouting, "Come back! Come back! King! Little White, bring them all back!"
Rosalie smiled and said to the king, "It seems that my father has given up on me. But your princess has not given up on you."
Wang: "Don't worry, have I told you the story of my uncle? If you are in danger, a demon army will appear to save you."
Rosalie: "Really? Then I feel more at ease."
Nini shot another arrow, and this time the target was very close, so the arrow hit it immediately. The skull of the giant wolf was shot through, and it fell directly to the ground. Then the rider on its back rolled a bit and continued to rush forward with the big knife raised.
The old wizard Mel pushed away the apprentice who was grabbing him.
"At times like this, it's up to me. I'm still an eighth-ring mage after all. Apprentices, those with lower rings, use Grease to block the bridge first! Those with Spider Web can cast another to enhance the effect!"
As he said this, Mel took out his staff and used it as a crutch.
A gust of wind blew, and the archmage's white hair and robe fluttered in the wind at the bridgehead.
At this moment, Wang suddenly saw the Cyclops energy core in his hand, and a bold idea came to his mind.
Wang: “I have an idea!”
Xiaobai: "Do you need me to move Elizabeth down?"
"Move it down? Don't make it sound like she's turned into a mummy."
Xiao Bai corrected himself: "Do you need me to move the still-living Her Highness Elizabeth down?"
Damn, even if you add "still alive" as an adjective, the tone still treats Elizabeth as a mummy.
King: "No, it is not necessary. The effect of the scorching rays this time is too small. Our Highness can just sit on the city wall and watch the show."
Wang took a deep breath and moved the One-Eyed Empire energy core to his left hand. In his right hand, he had grasped the materials for casting the fireball spell: a ball made of bat droppings mixed with sulfur.
Then he brought the mass closer to the Cyclops energy core, and finally brought them together.
He began to chant the spell of fireball, and as he chanted he slowly pulled his hands apart.
A shining ribbon appeared between his hands, the light of which was as bright as the arc of lightning that suddenly appeared during a rainstorm.
The king, who had just finished reciting the fireball spell, suddenly shouted, "Nini! Come and help me!"
Nini was drawing the bow, and turned her head with a question mark on her face, but she still hugged the king's shoulders. Only then did she realize that the wizard was exhausted, probably because he had just forced such a strong magic power, which caused him to overdraw his energy.
Nini decisively leaned Wang against herself and used her body as his "support".
Rosalie supported the mage from the other side.
The wizard looked down and said, "Fuck, I really can't see my feet!"
Rosalie: "The wolf is riding up to the bridge!"
The wizard immediately began to cast the spell again.
Ribbons of light were drawn from the energy core of the ancient Cyclops, dancing erratically in an ethereal state.
Wang finished the last syllable.
"Fireball!"
As the ball of bat feces was thrown, the fireball spell started!
Wang stared at the fireball he had launched and rubbed his eyes in confusion: "What the hell? Can a fireball be this big?"
Master Meier also turned his head to look at the fireball: "Sunburst? But shouldn't this appear above the target area?"
"No no no, it's just a fireball."
The wolf cavalrymen who were about to rush to the bridgehead were stunned when they saw the huge fireball slowly floating towards the bridgehead, and many of them stopped their mounts.
Nini asked curiously: "What did you just do?"
Wang: "I tried to channel the energy in the energy core and add it to my fireball. I thought the effect would be at least equivalent to spell enhancement... However, it looks like I used the skills of spell slowing and spell super-enlargement. Look how slow the fireball is and how big it is!"
Nini: "Does this super magic skill of slowing down spells and super-enlarging spells exist?"
"No, I was just speaking metaphorically."
Because the fireball was flying too slowly, even though it was only a short distance away from the bridge head, it still floated slowly for a long time.
The wolf riders reacted, began to retreat, circled around where the fireball was about to land, and started shooting arrows.
Mel: "Shared protective arrows!"
The orcs' inferior shortbows all hit the shield that protected against arrows and were unable to penetrate it at all.
The king used the elves' ears as a ruler to measure distance and estimated the position that the wolf knights had vacated - probably just within the power range of a fireball.
He immediately shuddered and exclaimed: "The enemy commander is very familiar with magic. He actually accurately avoided all our magic——"