Chapter 352: Survive or fight to the death?

Chapter 352: Survive or fight to the death?

Chapter 352: Survive or fight to the death?

Being stared at by both parties at the same time, the cicada under the tree suddenly became a little nervous, "Brother Tianmo, what should we do?"

The magic god was also speechless. He hid so well but was still found. He was really an innocent victim.

"What else can we do? Let's retreat. It's better not to watch the excitement now."

Although the God of Fortune was soaring high in the sky, he was theoretically safe, but who knew if the two wizards below would dislike him and turn their fire on him.

Xianfu Yongxiang is also a magician, and he may have spells that can attack him without warning. Hongfu Qitian even used the method of summoning gods, and he's been possessed by a god, so he'd better not get into trouble.

Anyway, the two groups have already fought to this extent, there is no way they will give up, and my mission is accomplished.

It’s a pity that it seems there is no chance to capture the white dragon. No matter which side wins, they will probably be fully prepared before starting to slay the dragon.

Unless the final result is that both sides suffer losses... But at present, it seems that Long Xiang's strength is three points stronger. Without the interference of the blizzard, I am afraid that Qinglong will not be able to make any big waves...

Thinking in his mind, the magic god controlled the clouds and flew towards the distance.

Watching the cloud carrying the two people flying towards the distance, the people on both sides below were helpless. Of course, if they really wanted to be ruthless, they could try to stop them, but there was a mortal enemy on the opposite side, so they could only let the two of them go.

As soon as the cloud in the sky flew away, the war below started again.

Tyrant Crazy Dragon roared: "Brothers, we can't let them summon Blizzard again, kill them!"

Yulong Zai Tian: "Kill!"

Little White Dragon: "Kill them!"

The morale of Long Xiang's side was greatly boosted, and the killing intent was boiling, mainly because the previous wave of blizzard was too terrifying. All the members were slowed down, and all were frozen and lost blood... Anyone who had a little sense of the overall situation at that time was sweating coldly.

If the blizzard is not dispersed, they will surely be defeated, or even completely wiped out. After all, whether it is war or battle, speed is a crucial factor, and the only way to defeat martial arts in the world is to be fast.

In the snowstorm, the speed was reduced so much that we had to take three steps and stop for one step. We were simply crushed.

Now that the freezing DEBUFF on my body is finally gone, I must defeat the opponents before they summon a blizzard again.

The infantry army advanced head-on, and the cavalry on both wings pressed forward again. This time they were no longer shooting arrows from a distance or bluffing, but instead formed neat charging formations, obviously preparing for a head-on attack.

Seeing Long Xiang's army pressing in from three sides, the Qinglong Society was dumbfounded. They had taken drugs, changed clothes, and were preparing to beat the enemy who was down, but now they realized that all their efforts were in vain.

Judging from the current momentum of both sides, there is no chance of a fight.

"President, summon a blizzard quickly."

"Yes, President, we are too small to handle it."

"President Zhao, please find a solution quickly."

"Afu! Can you still fight?" Zhao Qingyun asked in a deep voice.

"No problem, look at the power of my magic!"

Ah Fu on the altar began to walk again, dancing with his sword, and muttering to himself.

The swords and spears are like a forest, the battle array is like a mountain, listen to my command, thousands of troops emerge!

Magical technique - turning beans into soldiers!
Just then Ah Fu swung his sword violently, and a gust of wind blew up from the ground. The wind was mixed with white smoke, and the smoke drifted away, and hundreds of heavenly soldiers in golden armor appeared out of thin air.

Swords and shields formed into a formation, spears and halberds like a forest, they moved in unison like heavenly soldiers, and shone brightly like gods descending to earth.

This wave of heavenly soldiers and generals all refreshed around the Qinglong Society's formation, instantly doubling the thickness of the originally scattered formation, which was even more imposing than Long Xiang's side.

Especially the hundreds of golden-armored heavenly soldiers in the front, lined up in neat rows, shining brightly in the sun, and their momentum overwhelmed Long Xiang.

The players on Long Xiang's side were stunned.

"Fuck, this is too outrageous, right?"

"What the hell? Is this cheating?"

"President, please let our wizard display his magical powers again!"

The three armies of Long Xiang, who were originally full of momentum and ready to attack in a wave, all stopped where they were.

Seeing the densely packed golden-armored heavenly soldiers, Long Xingtianxia was also surprised. He knew that the immortal master was powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful.

It seems that we can only rely on our own wizard now.

"Afu!"

"Don't worry, just look at me!"

Although Hongfu Qitian was surprised, he remained calm.

At this moment, he was possessed by a god, and his skill bar was full of top-level magical skills.

It's my first time using it, so I'm inevitably unfamiliar with it. I can only watch the effects of the skills now.

Kaiyang Golden Seal, Rising Sun Light, Clouds Cleared to Reveal Sun - Hey, this should be AOE, this is it.

Supernatural power—the sun sets in the west!
Hongfu Qitian suddenly pointed his finger towards the sky, and a ball of fire suddenly appeared in the sky. The fire quickly expanded and grew larger, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge fireball that was more than ten meters above the ground and about two or three meters in diameter, like a small sun.

Hongfu Qitian pointed again, and the fireball immediately flew slowly towards the Qinglong Society's formation.

The members of the Qinglong Society were so frightened that they scattered and hid, but the golden-armored heavenly soldiers and generals were not afraid at all and continued to march forward in formation.

Boom! The scorching sun suddenly burst forth like a small nuclear bomb. In the flame explosion, hundreds of golden-armored heavenly soldiers and generals fell in droves, and several players who failed to dodge were killed instantly.

However, many heavenly soldiers and generals still rushed to Long Xiang's formation on both wings.

The long-range units on Long Xiang's side were not idle either, and they hurriedly shot arrows. What surprised everyone was that with just a rain of arrows, those seemingly very powerful golden-armored heavenly soldiers fell down one after another.

After a few more rounds of arrow rain, most of the heavenly soldiers and generals on both wings were killed or wounded.

Zhao Qingyun was stunned, "Afu? What are you doing?" "You don't understand, I'm consuming the opponent's divine power." Ahfu said as he took elixirs to restore his mana.

This magic is extremely powerful, but also consumes a lot of mana. Every time a high-level magic is cast, most of the mana is consumed. This is because he is well-equipped and has a high mana value. If it were an ordinary person, they would not be able to cast it even if they learned it.

Fortunately, as long as there is a magic pill, the magic power can be restored at will, but it is different for the necromancer.
The necromancer summons the spirit to possess the body, but what he summons is not the real body of the spirit, but only a clone.

Therefore, his divine power is also limited. Hongfu Qitian has a total of 1000 points of divine power. The previous shot of Clearing the Clouds and Revealing the Sun used up 300 points. Now there is another shot of Floating Fiery Sun, and another 200 points of divine power are gone.

The remaining 500 points are enough for two great magical powers.

Once the divine power is exhausted, the gods will return to their original positions and disappear.

This divine power cannot be restored by using elixirs.

Ah Fu also knew a thing or two about this. The several weather spells in his hand had extremely long cooldown times, and each time he used one, he would have one less, so he did not dare to use them easily. His idea was very simple, to use this kind of war-type magic to consume the opponent's divine power first.

Forcing the opponent to respond, as long as its divine power is exhausted, it will naturally be your home court.

Although the magic of the immortal master is powerful, it is naturally far inferior to that of a real immortal. For example, when he cast beans to create soldiers, the heavenly soldiers summoned are all weakened versions, with only a few dozen health points. Under normal circumstances, only dozens of them can be summoned. This time, he relied on the upgrade of the altar to summon hundreds of them. If it was a small-scale battle, it would be enough to reverse the situation in an instant, but this is a battle between large armies after all, with the long-range firepower of both sides, so it appears fragile.

Seeing that these golden-armored heavenly soldiers were so fragile, Hongfu Qitian instantly understood the other party's thoughts.

"Humph, you want to consume my divine power. That's a nice thought, but in the face of true power, strategies are meaningless!"

He glanced at the skill list. These were all genuine, authentic magical powers, not the kind copied by mortal spellcasters. If used well, they were enough to decide the outcome in one shot - he glanced at the distance to the altar. Since it was far behind, he had to use ultra-long-range attacks - it was you.

The Double Ninth Festival is hanging in the sky, fire falls from the sky, and the sun is burning!
The fifth-level magical power——the scorching sun and burning fire technique!

This move is of the same level as the magical power of clearing the clouds and letting the sun shine. Hongfu Qitian suddenly waved towards the sun, and the sun's light gathered instantly.

Xianfu Yongxiang felt that the light effects around him suddenly became stronger. When he looked up, he found that the sun had become extremely dazzling. Looking down at his feet, he actually saw a golden spot of light, as if someone had focused the sunlight with a magnifying glass.

White smoke began to come out of his body.
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1, -2, -4, -8, -16...

In the blink of an eye, the damage piled up.

Xianfu Yongxiang was so frightened that he quickly escaped by shrinking the distance into an inch.

As soon as the person dodged, the next second, boom! The rising flames instantly engulfed the altar. This fifth-level magical power really had explosive damage. The altar, which had a durability of several thousand years, was burned to ashes in less than ten seconds.

(I actually dodged it - haha, but it doesn't matter, how can you play without the altar?)
Hongfu Qitian thought proudly.

This Fiery Sun Burning Flame Technique consumed another 300 divine power. The remaining 200 divine power could be used to cast a fourth-level magical power. Hong Fu Qi Tian was not in a hurry to use it. At present, it seemed that as long as there was no altar, the magic of the immortal master was not enough to affect the entire battle situation.

He can keep this magical power for emergency use.

This was indeed the case. Ah Fu could do nothing but look at the altar that was burned to ashes.

Under normal circumstances, he can only use third-level magic at most. He relies entirely on the mana amplification effect of the altar to cast fourth-level magic or upgrade his spells.

Now that the altar is destroyed, there is nothing he can do.

"It's over, President. I'm afraid this won't work."

"What about summoning fog?"

"No, without the altar, I can't summon this thick fog. At most, I can summon a small fog."

"How small?"

"A few hundred meters in radius."

The range of several hundred meters is not small, but it is completely useless on this battlefield. The enemy cavalry may be able to rush over with one charge.

A few Heavenly Masters using wind-calling magic together would be enough to blow it away.

Zhao Qingyun's face was gloomy for a moment. He had a good chance of winning, but he was defeated.

(No, never! I still have a fighting chance!)

Although the army is at a disadvantage at this time, the core five-member team is still strong and there is still a chance to turn the tables.

Zhao Qingyun quickly thought of a countermeasure and looked at the guy opposite him who was covered in golden light. With his maximum level of sword-wielding skills, he might be able to kill him among the thousands of troops.

He figured out that victory or defeat on the battlefield depended on the strength of the soldiers and horses, and secondly, on the top spellcasters. As long as the necromancer on the opposite side died, he would still have a chance to win.

However, seeing the enemy army forming a battle array and charging towards him again, Zhao Qingyun became conflicted.

There was no part in his plan that included him risking his life.

He has always been in a high position, watching his subordinates fight desperately. Even when he slayed the dragon, he never went into battle himself.

Although he has been playing the death game for so long, he has never really faced the test of life and death.

"President!"

"What should I do, President?"

"Boss, why don't we retreat? I'll use the magic circle to take as many of our people as possible away, and use those vassal guilds as cannon fodder." Ah Fu's words strengthened Zhao Qingyun's determination.

"No, it's not time to admit defeat. If we lose, we'll have to start all over again. If everyone dies, what can I use to negotiate with the board of directors? The board of directors won't let me go."

"What should I do?"

Zhao Qingyun gritted his teeth and said, "Akai, you hold the front line steady, don't let it collapse. I'll go and kill the necromancer on the opposite side, Afu, cover me, Agui and Ameow, let's see if there's a chance to kill the wizard in the back row on the opposite side. As long as we succeed, we can still fight.

Logistics team, build me another altar!"

We must fight this battle!

I have been practicing sword-wielding skills for so long, and today I am going to start killing!

(End of this chapter)