Chapter 170 Moras’s magic
rushed toward the altar with purple-red flames mixed with the sizzling sound of electricity, and the target was very clear, that was Moras.
Even in an angry situation, Minasnir can still clearly judge who is the greatest threat. As long as she is killed, most of the task has been completed.
The legendary Shining Star Dragon's angry breath was much faster than normal. The warlock on the altar could only see the flames spouted by the dragon that covered half of his field of vision, like the torrent after the collapse of the reservoir, fast and majestic.
Several high-level sorceresses from Grond stopped in front of Moras. They could feel that the center area of the breath was on Moras. They had no other choice but to protect the Witch Queen.
If Moras dies here, even if she makes some small moves without Malekith's knowledge, these surviving servants will be punished by the Witch King in the cruelest way.
The barrier of several sorceresses made Moras seem like a nestling with several layers of eggshells on the outside. After the two sorceresses on the outermost edge were burned to ashes by their breath on the spot, and when the inner layer was about to lose its hold, the flames finally ended.
But what followed was something even more terrifying. Imrik had already raised the Star Lance, and the target was clearly Moras. As long as this woman was killed, a lot of trouble would definitely be alleviated. .
Moras, who was holding up the Caladian wand to cast spells, felt a little helpless. The matter of lifting the maelstrom was not as simple as imagined. She originally wanted to rely on four thousand years of experience in attacking the maelstrom and the internal resonance of Nakari. for quick relief.
But after the mistake that happened four thousand years ago, the White Tower of Hos deployed a large number of defensive arrays on the periphery of the maelstrom. Even from the perspective of the Witch Queen, a spellcaster who has lived for thousands of years, these Asur are simply frenzied.
She estimated that there were at least eighteen layers of defensive barriers on the periphery of the maelstrom. So many warlocks had gathered in Avalon in the past few days, but they had only broken through three layers.
If you want to quickly dispel the defensive magic of the Maelstrom, you must obtain the relevant information inside the White Tower of Hos, otherwise it can only be said to be too difficult.
Putting down the Caladian Wand, the Witch King Mother looked at Imrik and Minasnir who were attacking her, with a little nostalgia in her eyes. After all, the Dragon Prince's partner now is Indragunir. Heir, but the Witch Queen showed no mercy at all because of this relationship.
The wand in his hand guided the chaotic energy of the magic circle, and a torrent of pure darkness shot towards Minas Nir's head.
"Get out of the way." When Imric saw Morath stop casting spells on the magic circle, he knew that he would be attacked by a powerful spell next, and he paid close attention when the black light began to appear on the Caladian wand.
But the size of the dragon was too large. Even though Minas Nir had moved his head to the side, the crown-like horns were still affected, and what was even more deadly were its wings.
The right wing of the dragon was destroyed by the magic torrent, creating a black hole the size of half a man. Even the initial dragon saddle could not withstand this energy cannon that gathered the energy of Avalon's veins.
But this is not over yet. After seeing that Minas Nir was only slightly injured, Moras continued to gather the energy of the earth. Even though the energy on the wand used to impact the maelstrom was only a little, it was still Can get rid of this Glory Star Dragon.
She was very familiar with this spellcasting mode. The giant toads of Lustria relied on the giant spiritual network to move mountains and redirect rivers. She didn't expect to experience it in Ulthuan this time.
Thinking of this, the Witch Queen licked her lips that were a little dry from casting spells for several days. It had been a long time since she had experienced a blood bath using Yao Xing Dragon as the raw material. Although this time it did not achieve the expected effect, this Caledor boy did. Gave myself a big gift. And Imric felt that the dragon under him was going crazy. Even Minas Nir, who had lived for thousands of years, would still obey his primitive nature. If he did not dare to fight, the dragon would definitely not be able to survive. In ancient times, it occupied the position of world hegemon.
But this situation is not the time for you to be reckless. Increase the level of dragon transformation in your body, pick up the dragon horn and play it. You must make this old guy sober and keep all the dragons away from the altar. Moras leaned on The magic turret transformed by the energy of the earth's veins is simply unreasonable. The magic resistance of the Eternal Oath, the initial dragon saddle, and Minas Nir itself are all immediately punctured with a big hole, and placed on other dragons, which is to give away the dragon's head. .
"Minasnir wakes up!"
"All dragons stay away from the altar!"
Relying on the dragon horn, Imric passed on the information respectively. After understanding the dragon's thinking more deeply, the method of using the dragon horn It is also more diverse, and forcing this guy to wake up is just one of them.
After hearing the deep sound of the dragon's horn, Minasnir finally woke up. When it saw Moras raising his wand again, it knew it could not get closer. When the dark torrent appeared again, it accelerated the flapping of its wings. Start changing speed.
The magic torrent rubbed against the dragon's scales, and the Yao Xing Dragon could feel the stinging sensation of chaotic energy in the damaged skin of its forelimbs.
"Throw me down, and you go to support the others, and let Masno and Agthel jump off the dragon to fight."
After seeing this situation, Imric thought that he still couldn't rely on the dragon Mang, because it was too big. Being large leads to lack of sensitivity, which is a common problem among giant beasts.
But as long as he jumps into the altar to fight, he will kill these Druchi sorceresses and chaos sorcerers like he is killing a chicken.
Holding the star lance in his right hand, he took out the heroic spear tied behind the dragon saddle with his left hand, kicked off his legs hard and jumped towards the altar.
After Imrik left the dragon saddle, Minasnir turned and flew back, then raised his head and roared, telling Masno and Agathir to jump down to the ground to fight.
In mid-air, the Dragon Prince spotted a Chaos Warlock who was casting a spell on him. He was wearing a cloak made of manticore skin and had two extra eyes on his forehead. He was holding a dead tree trunk that had been eroded by Chaos. Dozens of silver-white prismatic metal cones have been flying towards him under the spell.
"Just in time, you can try that move." Imrik did not panic when he saw the torrent of metal approaching. He thrust out the heroic spear, and flames began to pour out from the tip of the spear. The flame wave surrounded the whole person, forming a A burning fireball falling downwards.
After the levitation spell was put into use, the Dragon Prince asked Luo Ning to give his boots an adjustable gravity spell just for this moment.
The chaos warlock only saw the elf holding two guns in the sky turn into a ball of flaming meteorites, impacting towards him at several times the normal falling speed.
(End of chapter)