Return from the second dimension

The cultivators of the Holy Dragon City in the air are getting farther and farther away, and they are about to leave the scope of the camp.

With an order from the commander of the Wizards Third Army Corps, a group of figures immediately flew from the barracks spreading dozens of miles, and they went straight to chase the monks of the Holy Dragon City who had gone away.

On the ground, spheres of light of various colors are constantly rising into the sky, trying to prevent the warships from continuing to advance, but their range is limited, and they disappear when they fly halfway to the sky.

As for the low-level wizards, they didn't even have a chance to shoot, they could only watch the enemy go away.

It is the silhouettes of wizards flying in the sky, giving everyone a lot of confidence, hoping that they can successfully intercept the enemy!

This invasion has almost mobilized wizard knights in half of the continent. The strength of the wizard legion is naturally not to be underestimated. The wizards who can fly and pursue at the moment are all masters above level six.

In the Wizarding Continent, such a character can completely control a small country, build a wizard tower, and enjoy treatment comparable to a national teacher.

But in the huge army, they are just a part of the monsters of war. When the real war comes, it must be ordered and prohibited!

While enjoying the benefits of war, they must also bear corresponding responsibilities, not to mention the presence of more powerful wizards on their heads.

All of a sudden, the whole camp was jumping around.

The sky was full of chasing figures, and the ground was roaring with horseshoes. The knights put on armor in the shortest amount of time, carried their weapons and rushed out of the camp in a mess, running wildly on the ground like a stupid dog throwing a pheasant.

Behind them, a large number of soldiers followed closely, trying to besiege the enemy after landing.

The green grass was in a mess after the horse crowd stepped on it, and it smashed all the way to the distance.

Fire has begun in the sky.

The battleship in flight continuously shot out dazzling light, exploded fireballs in the air, and the chasing wizard turned into coke and fell one after another.

If there is no dense gargoyle in the air to help share the firepower, I am afraid that it only takes a few waves of coverage to shoot, and these wizards will be all hit, and chasing the enemy will only become a joke.

The more they pursued, the more surprised the wizards.

Faced with this amazingly fast energy weapon, the wizards simply cannot evade in time, and all the protective methods used to protect their own safety in the past have lost their effect.

The technology has developed to a certain level, and in some respects it can completely crush the monks, especially on the cruel battlefield. This kind of efficient killing is the best embodiment.

Where did the enemy come out? Why did they never come into contact in the past, and what kind of weapon did they use?

The heart of the chasing wizard was bleeding.

Looking at the falling companions around, each of them has a reputation, but here they die silently, no different from ordinary cannon fodder.

Once it falls, everything in the past will disappear. If you put it on yourself, wouldn't it be the same?

Some people are timid and start to take the opportunity to paddle. It doesn't matter if they can't catch up with the enemy, it's most important to save their lives!

But there are also wizards who are very excited. They know that there are rare opportunities. Once they successfully intercept the enemy, they will definitely get rich rewards!

There are also wizards who don't have so much thought, but think that this matter is about face, and letting the enemy leave in such a big way is undoubtedly hitting them in the face.

Sometimes face is more important than life, and you must defend yourself desperately.

However, the attack of the battleship was so intensive that the wizards couldn't lean forward at all. They could only fall behind the battleship a short distance away, just like cunning hungry wolves, waiting for the enemy to show weakness, then pounced on to give A fatal blow!

The holy dragon city monk who was hung under the battleship became the primary target of the enemy's attack at this time, and a series of witchcraft with various negative effects hit them, making the Loucheng monk exhausted.

While gritting his teeth, the cultivators of the Holy Dragon City continued to fight back, repulsing those close wizards one after another.

If it weren't for the battle armor's ability to resist magic, if it wasn't for the spirit jade amulet on the body, they might have been broken into pieces long ago.

The pilot of the warship also discovered this situation, and after consulting his companions, he suddenly began to accelerate, throwing away the chasing soldiers a long way.

The chasing wizard yelled, and had to bite the bullet and continue to chase, getting further and further away from the third legion camp.

According to this situation, it is estimated that it will not take long before they reach the front line of the confrontation between the two sides.Once the monks of the Holy Dragon City crossed over, the wizards wanted to continue pursuing them, they had to be psychologically prepared for being encircled and annihilated, and might even trigger a new war.

No one can bear this risk responsibility.

It is precisely because of this that the chasing wizards began to take out housekeeping methods, and braved the danger of falling to keep getting closer, and after they got close, they bombed.

Even the dense beams fired by the warships can't stop these guys with savage faces and crazy behaviors without reason.

The previous scene reappeared again. Fireballs continued to fall in the air. Several Loucheng monks had lost consciousness and fell on the rope to swing with the wind.

The griffins that were hung up were not spared either. The wizards would rather kill them all than would allow them to be brought back to the enemy camp.

The monks of the Holy Dragon City hanging in the air are very anxious, if these griffins are killed, then they will be busy tonight!

"Damn it, why haven't we been there yet, where are the bastards in charge?"

The monk of the Holy Dragon City who was in charge of directing the operation just cursed in his heart, and then saw a piece of light beams like fireworks flying on the ground under his feet, like long eyes, avoiding the route of the battleship, directly landing on In the chasing wizard team.

The chasing wizard was caught off guard and immediately fell into chaos.

"Boom!"

The scene that followed was really like a firework, huge explosions sounded one after another in the wizard's camp, almost illuminating the entire sky, and the following wizards fell one after another like dumplings.

The battleship took the opportunity to get rid of the pursuit and flew away in the night.

The chasing wizard was furious, and rushed to the ground to check what was attacking them, only to see some metal objects that had exploded, scattered in the surrounding grass.

This is an unmanned miniature missile launcher that will self-destruct after use, leaving a pile of tatters for the enemy.

Seeing the enemies going away in the night sky, the wizards were silent.

The front is the line of defense between the two armies. If you continue to deepen, you are likely to fall into a heavy siege. No one dares to take this risk.

In desperation, the wizards can only return in hatred.

As for the knights chasing on the ground, they stopped halfway long ago, because their horses simply couldn't withstand the chase of this intensity. If they continue, the horses must be exhausted!

The soldiers who were pursuing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If they continued to run like this, they would really vomit blood.

After the wizards returned to the camp, the losses caused by the night attack in the Holy Dragon City were also counted. Not only all the griffons were robbed, but nearly a hundred senior wizards fell in the process of pursuing them!

As for other losses, no one cares anymore, because these two losses alone are enough to make the hearers heartache.

Speaking of the enemy's invisible warship, the wizards who participated in the pursuit were full of fear. They really did not want to fight such an opponent on the battlefield.

The high-level commander of the Third Army was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to order the strengthening of defensive inspections. Those who dare to neglect their duties will not forgive!

Good things do not go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, this matter quickly spread throughout the wizard camp, the Third Legion became a laughing stock without accident.

In a large camp with hundreds of thousands of horses, hundreds of griffins were taken away from their nests. Not to mention that outsiders would laugh at them, even they themselves felt unreasonable.

In this dull atmosphere, a group of powerful wizards hurriedly arrived, and the leader was the blood-eyed wizard.

He looked at the direction where the Holy Dragon City was, with a faint cold light in his eyes.