He stared at the giant tree below with indifferent silver eyes, slightly tilting the staff in his hand.
“Natadohla Day,” (Crown of the North Wind,)
“Fishionratado Day.” (Scepter of the Earth.)
“Flame-eaam-oss-vitss,” (elements of the Quartet,)
“Tissadorliary!” (Guide to the stars.)
A dazzling beam of light emerged from the tears of Azure, pointing directly at the center of the giant circle.
A huge silver rune appeared on top of the giant circle flame. With it as the center, the silver halo suddenly expanded outward, and countless mysterious runes naturally formed in the ring. That is a method. Array, and then seventeen connected French formations in turn.
In the hall of the tree, the light spirits are in a state of chaos.
“Its over, its arrogant!” Monica spat out her tongue. She slammed on the console, slammed almost all the crystals into the groove, and screamed loudly, “Valhalla!”
“Warning, a strong magic ripple was detected. It is expected that the third-layer shield target will be judged to be string magic, elemental attack, strength 13th order, and the magic ripple response will be detected as a star strike.” Within the hall of the tree.
“Come on, how much energy is there?”
“The remaining energy is 11.3%. It is expected to withstand the attack intensity of Tier 11 or below.”
Miss Guangling patted her forehead: “Im going to die, please tell Lord Lord!”
The north wind whistled.
There was silence on the battlefield.
Whether its the Tonigers, or the nobles, knights, and private soldiers in the South, everyone is watching this scene blankly. Such a war has already exceeded their imagination.
The sky is showing a second rune, written in light: eaam. (Earth)
“grown ups……”
The knights turned back.
Bredel patted the shoulder of his young captain, and he looked up, his eyes reflecting the silver network. But what he saw was not the magic of the Sasard. It was a gray sky, a vast plain, and long winds.
He closed his eyes, exhaled softly, and took a breath.
Into the lungs was the cold air, the breath of the north wind. It comes from the distant Anzeruta Plateau and crosses the warm sparkling sea. Sparkling waves on the sea, under the sea, in the direction of the ocean current, Nagas ethnic group is migrating south. It came here. Bringing the wind of the Northland.
Bredel saw all of this with his own eyes, his eyes seemed to penetrate through the plains and mountains, through the sky and the earth, everything in Warnd. All in his eyes.
He exhaled and sucked.
The wind on the battlefield suddenly stopped.
The wind was still, and the falling snow was still. People looked around in horror, and the snow fell quietly on the trees on both sides of Old. The river seemed to lose its sound, and crushed ice hit each other on the water. Then swallowed by the vortex. Each coniferous leaf hung quietly and silently.
“Snap”
A crack appeared on the staff, and Hollis looked up suddenly.
He saw the clouds flowing slowly in the gloomy sky and the snowflakes still falling, but at some point, the wind of all things had stopped.
At a height of thousands of meters, wind is no longer flowing.
“this is……”
Bredel opened his eyes, and his dark brown eyes reflected a nearly straight skyline.
He slowly turned over and dismounted, dismantled the holy sword from the saddle, and slowly retracted the sword, then raised the scabbard with the strap over his head, and hung his hand behind him.
The young white lion knights, the Tonigers, the nobles from the south of Eruin, the knights, and the private soldiers, and people on the battlefield near and close watched him alone.
Bredel looked up.
In his eyes, the whole world is another look. It no longer has mountains and rivers, it no longer has flowing wind and water, it no longer has flames and earth, it no longer has all elements and matter.
The trees disappeared, the forest disappeared, the Grahar Mountains in the distance disappeared, and Tonigel disappeared in turn.
A world connected by countless silver lines intertwined with countless nodes appeared in his eyes. This world will no longer have substantial power, but truth and law are everything.
Realm of the Sage.
Bredel took a step.
The purple tide was approaching Valhalla silently. The fortress walls were already covered with tree elves and centaurs, Rollinte and Montolo were standing side by side, holding Bredel in their hands as gifts Sword, watching this scene nervously.
Not far from them, Hainff took a deep breath, his hands and the female swordsmen clenched tightly to each other.
A third rune is appearing in the sky.
The wind of all things, the most free and unrestrained element in the world.
“Scrape”
The sound of another staff breaking.
Hollis turned his head, it was like the source of a chain reaction, a series of breaking sounds sounded, and he saw a staff broken in the hands of his colleagues.
The Sassards watched this scene as if they were happening. They could hardly make any response, and time seemed to slow it down at that moment. In the slow flow of time, there was a loud noise, and the third huge rune break over Valhalla disappeared …
All the wizards spit out blood.
They also felt the wind element disappeared.
It is being squeezed out of the land by an inexplicable force.
“Oh my God, whats going on …?”
“Someone took away our power!”
“I cant feel the presence of the wind element …”
“This is a direct rejection of high-level forces against low-level forces. There are sages near here …”
The wizards looked at the ashes of the staff in their hands, their faces looked pale, and they couldnt help looking at them subconsciously.
But Hollis contracted tightly. “Be careful!” He shouted back, a flash of light burst on the ground, and a scream. A narrow sword light intersects with a secret walker.
A stunned look appeared on the mans face, then his head drooped slowly until it fell from his neck. The headless corpse softly fell to the ground and soon became a tiny black spot.
And where he originally stood, a young man with a sword appeared.
The young man stood with his back to everyone.
The holy sword has been sheathed on the back, and the coats horns hang down as there is no wind, motionless. While holding the hand of the sword, the fingers were long and strong, and the knuckles were pale and quietly placed on the distorted and weird guards.
“Holy … xian …”
Hollis almost squeezed these two words out of his teeth.
Bredel shook his head. Asked calmly:
“What is power, Sazard?”
“Dont talk,” Hollis suddenly launched seven different law formations behind him: “Confinement, blessing by gravity, slowness, action prediction, law analysis, telepathy, and forbidden fields.
Seven consecutive spells descended on Bredel .
Its a pity that Bredel just swept his hand gently, and all these spells fell apart.
Hollis eyes narrowed slightly. The warning in his heart was suddenly felt, and he took a step back, but he could not move at all. The Sarde witchs most trusted deputys face turned white for a while.
What he knew in a moment …
Just slow him down. Other wizards also started to cast their spells, but before they could complete the spells, all of them suddenly turned into a flame, screaming and falling into the clouds.
This tragic scene made everyone stop trembling.
“This, this is …”
“Divine power …”
“How is this possible? The oracles have long since died!”
They suddenly stopped talking.
The wizards went one after another, their faces paled.
Bredel didnt speak again.
He listened silently. There was no wind flowing in the sky, but he seemed to hear a sound. It was a rumbling roar, echoing from the whole world, as if it were the pulsation of a world.