The ninth episode of Angry ejaculation

The flying dragon circled for a while and landed again. This time, it has reached the mountain not far from the edge of the forest. In front is a bay, from here to the southeast, at the speed of flying dragons for two thousand miles a day, it only takes two hours to reach the island of Bleddy. The evil old leader Sam is there.

Pointing to the details of the Brandy painted on the ground, Maglin said, "Here is the White Tower, and it is also the location of the Church of the Brandy. Sam must be here." His fingers poked heavily in that position, raised his head and looked around, and said word by word, "Thieves are in civil strife, harming the country and the people. Our soldiers should rise up and kill this for the king!"

"Yes, my lord." Get ready for self-detonation. Maglin said coldly. The magicians of the former Guards said without hesitation, "Yes, my lord."

Fifty flying dragons, fifty flying dragon magician knights, will come to Bleddy tonight, and Sam knows nothing about it, because he has been very bad by the news from the front line, but fortunately, the top-secret secret troops of the Holy See will arrive early tomorrow morning. Those warriors who have mastered the magic of the dead spirit will change the situation on the battlefield. All the fallen soldiers, regardless of the enemy, will follow their call to attack the royal family.

The magic recorded in the top-secret magic secret book handed down from the ancestors once said that non-extinction cannot be used. I, Sam, am the Pope and the real Pope Sam. Now that I have come to this point with the royal family, how can I not use it? Let the roses be destroyed! Everything will be under my control. What is destroyed can be rebuilt, and what is lost is difficult to find, so I will do whatever it takes.

Dressed in a holy white robe, standing in the hometown of the great John, on the top of the white tower on earth, Sam looked at the sea in the south, and his heart was full of crazy destruction. Under his feet, a roll of secret reports on the front line was torn, and he stopped looking at it. Those ordinary Templars are really rubbish. The rubbish was moved forward by Robert and lost one city after another in half a month. This is still difficult to go to the south. If it had been on the plain, the whole army would have been beaten up long ago!

"A bunch of waste." Sam scolded viciously. The front line.

The Duke planted another flag on the sand table: "The Flame Legion is in another city. Well, order Sauron to rest for the time being. Now it's Dana's turn.

"Yes, my lord."

The three armies covered each other and moved forward steadily. They almost went hand in hand and were no more than a hundred miles apart. They were purely against the main force of the Knights Templar of the Holy See. After several field battles, the royal field army forces made the soldiers of the old faction give up the wild fantasy of the field. They began to retreat sharply and began to gradually defend by relying on the city. .

This pure consumption makes no helpless for any famous general. The Duke feels that they are waiting for something, and he also has some doubts about the real strength of the Holy See, so the Duke has become more stable now. It is this mature commanding mentality that has not been defeated for many years. He also got good news.

Maglin's legion has reached the rear, and now it is preparing to play the banner to confuse the other side's army. The Duke felt that under such pressure, if the other party had the bottom card, it would be out. He had suffocated his strength. Under the very old-fashioned control of the commander, the soldiers had also nourished their anger and waited for the final thunderous blow.

When the sun swept the flagpole of the barracks and finally dyed the flag red, the stars gradually began to flash their light, making the night sky deep and bright. Thousands of miles away, in the depths of the lush forest in the south, on the top of the mountain, the knights are ready to go.

Compared with the brilliant starry sky thousands of miles away, the sky here is full of dark clouds, and there is a dull thunder that faintly penetrates the clouds and penetrates people's eardrums. In the roar, some subtle silver light outlines the edge of the clouds, indicating that a rainstorm is coming. Maglin turned over and sat on the flying dragon, and all the knights turned over.

The flying dragon was pricked in its mouth, so that these guys would not scream a few times to show that they were very powerful. With an order, fifty flying dragons soared into the sky one by one, swooped down the mountain from the top of the mountain, and soon crossed the dense forest and flew over the bay. Although it is a bay, the vastness of the sea is unimaginable.

The boundless sea, no ships, no starlight, only the sound of waves, vast and endless. Under Maglin's order, the flying dragons are all flying against the sea. The flying dragon's eyesight is very good, and the eyesight of Maglin and other magicians is also something they are very proud of. It is the reason for cultivating spiritual strength and exercising the soul. All magicians have good eyesight, except for those antiques in the scientific research department.

Because those guys are not most interested in practicing magic, but in studying materials, researching potions and other liberal arts.

The wide meat wings were waving, but the wind was covered by the waves. Maglin sat behind the Sith, with the elf king bow behind him. It was Maglin's body that had been recognized by Wang Gong developed by Eurofield, so he easily let Wang Gong accept himself. Maglin has now mastered all the detailed methods for the use of Wang Gong and the use of other artifacts.

He is looking forward to the moment when he wears his thorn armor, wears a purple shield, carries the king's sword, and shoots light. However, the first thing to do is what to do today. It must be very dangerous, but Maglin will never worry. Even if he fails, he firmly believes that he can run away. As for the knights, he didn't think about it. Unconsciously, Maglin had changed.

After two long hours, a long black line appeared on the sea in the distance, and there was a white light on it. Maglin could smell the smell of his hometown from the wind, but this time it was an expedition. Who would have thought that it would be like this to come back after leaving home? Anyway, Maglin never thought that he would fly back the next time he went home.

In a detour, the Dragon Knight circled a semicircle under the leadership of the head dragon, and the beach under the cliff slowly stopped. This was under the cliff where Maglin often sat alone in those years. When they landed, the sky suddenly shone, and then there was a huge thunder. The heavy rain fell, and the bean-sized raindrops fell down here. Maglin can see the white faces of the magicians around him who are illuminated by electric light.

"Sis, you and I will explore the way first, and the rest of the people will be on standby here. If we haven't come back before dawn, we will immediately go to the White Tower. If we die, you will destroy the White Tower for me at all costs and take down the dragon's eye at the top of it. Maglin's gloomy command.

After getting the answer he wanted, Maglin immediately waved his hand and took the Sith magician in leather armor around the cliff and headed for the destination. The residents of the Bleddy Island had already fallen asleep, and the whole city was peacefully bathed in the pouring rain and the white light created by faith. I have been like this for many years, but I can't go back to those days.

Maglin lowered his head and led the way, with a king bow behind him and a sharp blackened sword in his hand. The demon warriors behind him followed closely. The footsteps and figures were covered by the heavy rain. When they entered the city and appeared in the white light, everything was so quiet. The independent islands were full of the sea. The residents were familiar with each other. The strength of the old faction had not completely failed, and the support from the south would come. Sam was not too vigilant about it.

After walking through another house and climbing over a wall, Maglin sighed slightly, and the White Tower was about to arrive. Ha ha, Clyde Magic Academy, all his youth spent here. Pope Greman was also here to see himself for the first time. Your Excellency, the cardinal's puppet pope now.

Suddenly, Maiglin stopped and pressed Wang Gong with his hand. He felt Wang Gong's faint vibration. According to the memory you get, where the artifact is, there will be a sense within ten miles. However, it is not as exaggerated as the royal legend. The reason for resonating is that there is a delicate induction magic array hidden in the artifact. In the dense forest, several elves relied on this contact. And if you don't take the initiative to use it, you will not be sensed.

And Sam has a staff in his hand. It seems that he didn't give the real staff to Glaman! And he didn't sleep! He is playing with the staff, otherwise the king's bow will not vibrate.

At this moment, another flash of lightning crossed the sky, but the rain stopped. Maglin raised his head under a long wall. At the height of the White Tower, facing the window in the south, he saw an old man - Sam. Sam walked to the platform, and he was looking far to the south.

South? Is he waiting for someone? Is it someone from Alcatraz? Maglin pressed his head and pondered, and the Sith beside him was waiting quietly. Even if he wears a silkworm robe, why take the opportunity to kill him? The fierce light flashed in Meglin's eyes, which was a God-given opportunity! He took Wang Gong with his backhand and took a deep breath.

Wang Gong was in his hand, and Maglin took a deep breath. At this moment, another person came out of it, covering Sam's figure. He was reporting something to Sam, and then Maglin saw Sam and immediately walked back to the room. Maglin pounded the wall with regret. He turned his head to the Sith and was about to order. But I heard the gate of the White Tower suddenly open. A team of Templars came out. Meglin's heart tightened and saw them waiting in line. He frowned. Is Sam really waiting for someone?

Thinking of this, Meglin ordered, "Sis, go back and order two soldiers to take off and inquire towards the southern sea. As soon as there is any movement, I will return immediately."

Sith nodded, then turned around and left, disappearing without hesitation. And Meglin was still waiting there. At the same time, he pricked up his ears, the rain stopped, and the night was quiet. The body improved by Eurofield was extremely keen. He could even hear the breathing of the Templars outside the White Tower Gate. At the same time, he heard another movement from the door.

In that hall, Sam came out, and several figures who seemed to be the backbone of the old faction followed him. Sam was laughing loudly: "In an hour, they will arrive. I have seen the firelight of the bow. Ha ha, ask them to rest for half a day, immediately go north along the coastline from here, and divide a team around to the Rhine battlefield.

Yes, my lord. Your excellency is so wise."

"Yes, this is enough for the royal family to drink a pot. Humph. Once the war starts, they will take action from it, and the more people die, the more dead soldiers can be summoned. Haha. At that time, any legion can't believe the comrades-in-arms who have just fallen..."

is the undead puppet magic, which is one of the evil and heinous dark top magic. Using the body of the soldiers who have just died in battle who have just lost their souls but still have some vitality, they use the art to inject the spirit of death collected by the magicians on the battlefield, and then manipulate them. Anyway, as long as they can stand up and attack.

It must have been less than half an hour after death, and the magic can only last less than half an hour. But for a war, for half an hour, there was an extra group of unconscious, fearless, pure murderers, including their comrades-in-arms who had just fallen. They were even incomplete, and even their bodies were broken... Think about it, that's hell!

And this magic is like a plague, because the people who have just been killed by the dead will also become dead, so these people are more and more like snowballs, unless the magician's spirit is exhausted. But according to Maglin's understanding, this kind of plague-like magic can drive a thousand people with the magic of a third-level magician.

Fortunately, this kind of magic has a special requirement for magicians, that is, they can only practice undead magic. Once they have practiced the magic of other departments, the magic source in the body is not pure, and it cannot be accurately manipulated on a large scale, so that the dead can distinguish between "enemy and me". Because of this, these magicians look as dead as skeletons.

However, after seeing the guard system, Maglin thought of Alcatraz Island, which is as famous as the Evil Ridge, which is the base camp of the old school. The old school is no longer capable. It is not a problem to train a hundred such pure magic magicians for so many years. Think about it, my God, a hundred such magics will be used at the same time, and the whole battlefield will become their territory! What kind of invincible army will only collapse when it encounters such an enemy.

In the memory of Eurofield, the elves have suffered such a great pain. The army led by Arles was used by hundreds of orcs and wizards taught by the gods in the war. It was the second half of the scene that Maglin had seen. The army of elves who had the upper hand in the war encountered this. With this kind of magic, the victory turned into a big defeat! In the end, it was the long-range killing of Wang Gong that solved the nightmare. However, the morale of the elf army began to fall.

What's more ridiculous is that according to Meglin's knowledge, many evil magic comes from wizards controlled by gods, not elves. Maglin felt in his heart that the elves were really a very civilized race. They were more like gods than those gods. Although Eurofield wanted to take his body, Maglin's fair evaluation of a civilization, and he had nothing to say to the elves as a whole. The root of the evil in this world actually comes from the so-called bright side. Although there are some clues and speculations, even the memory of Eurofield can't really know where these bullshit ghosts come from. They rely on the power of faith to parasitize. They don't know where they came from or where they have gone now.

Now, the old Sam finally tore off his hypocritical face, and he actually sent out such a killer! This will change the direction of the war. If, as he planned, there will be a batch on the front line, a batch will appear in the battlefield of rebellion, and the two will fight against each other, the royal army will definitely lose a lot, and even perish!

It is impossible for the royal family to win when they meet such an enemy. Because this damn magic has long been banned, and the party that has used it to win is also afraid of this method. Among those races that were later destroyed by human beings, the orcs were the last to be destroyed for no other reason, because orc wizards can use this magic. In Europa's memory, 300 years after the war, humans and orc tribes went to war, and the gods accepted bribes from humans, so they gave up orcs.

Where did Sam get this old bastard? Or did the hypocritical St. John quietly keep it? But he comes from the elves. Even if he does, he should be left to the dark elves rather than human beings! Not all right. John's next generation also had children with human beings, who were the second generation of the Holy See, but what is the entanglement between the two of them?

These issues are not important now. The important thing is that Sam didn't expect that he would come, let alone fly. He crossed the whirlpool and avoided his defensive sentry to his core. He didn't know what kind of experience Maiglin had and what kind of inheritance he got! Maglin is the one who Sam also knows the magic effect of this magic!

Sam, an asshole, is deblaspheming the honor of warriors and humiliates the glorious profession of magicians. This evil means will bring the world back to the era of chaos! Once this magic is used, the world will be destroyed! If there is an undead magician with some ambition, then wherever he goes, he will...

"Okay, let's meet it. I am looking forward to the real power of Bright Island. Let's meet these together." Sam didn't finish talking. He only felt the staff in his hand suddenly vibrate. Is there an artifact nearby and being used? Sam's face changed a lot. At this moment, behind the flower wall, Maglin held Wang Gong and opened the string with a blue face to Sam in the crowd. Shield of Light!" Sam shouted wildly, and his body retreated sharply. At the same time, he applied the protective magic after unfolding the magic wand. He even circled around and flashed back to the crowd.

At the same time, Maglin's bowstring trembled. Silent. On the wall in front of him, some masonry was shattered, a white light flashed, a black depth like a space point appeared, and then disappeared. In front of the side of the dodging Sam, a white light suddenly appeared, and then an earth-shaking explosion was heard.