049, the power that shakes nature

When I woke up, the wall clock on the opposite wall showed that it was 9:00 a.m. Yin Hula lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed. She changed her clothes in a hurry. After hurriedly washing up, she ran downstairs and pushed open the door of the restaurant. Sure enough, everyone was almost finished eating.

"I'm sorry--!" Yin couldn't wait to find a crack to get in. She had received strict aristocratic education since she was a child. She was absolutely not allowed to stay in bed. Therefore, she had never slept until nine o'clock. Especially when she saw that even Su Ti had already sat at the table, she felt more ashamed.

Cameen blinked and raised the knife in his hand to greet her: "Don't worry, we're just starting now."

Yin blushed and moved to the only empty seat to sit down, drinking milk with her head down to hide her embarrassment.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Heimlin sat opposite the long dining table and greeted with a smile.

"Ai, it's okay, it's okay..." There was a ghost in Yin's heart and nodded perfunctorily.

I heard too many incredible things yesterday, but I couldn't sleep at all when I was lying in **. Although I got up two hours later than usual, I was still sleepy. Yin yawned, reached out to take a piece of toast, and slowly spread ketchup.

Other people left the restaurant one after another after breakfast. Only blackcurrant accompanied her to continue to digest the continuous supply of toast and vegetable salads. While eating, Yin peeked at the way he ate. It was really difficult to understand why a person's food can reach this level. Just looking at him eat, he already felt My stomach is full.

"Hmm?" The black currant, who was filling his mouth with stewed potatoes, felt something and stopped the fork in his hand and raised his head.

"Ah?" Yin held the coffee with an inexplicable face.

"There are high-ranking priests nearby."

There was no time to be surprised at how he felt it. Yin threw down his knife and fork and ran out of the restaurant. Cameron and Hemerlin were in the hall, and seemed to feel the same dangerous approach as him, with a very serious expression.

Although priests and necromancers are not incompatible with water and fire, life magic is the only one that can restrain necromancer magic. Although most priests choose the direction of practice because of their own light attributes, as Mrs. Samantha in the Emerald Forest said, life attributes and light attributes are blind dates, and the sacrifice of light attributes. Most of them have more life attributes than ordinary people, especially high-ranking priests.

Because they have no actual combat effectiveness, priests are usually accompanied by the gods they believe in in the temple, and only a few will travel with a specific legion to serve as a gain magic assistant for the whole team. There is only one reason for the emergence of high-ranking priests in Kuzbek Mountain, which is so desolate that there is nothing but Warcraft, that is, to deal with the Necromancer.

Cameen was surprised that Blackcurrant could also feel the breath of life, but after Hammerin said something in his ear, he just nodded and didn't ask much. They are looking for trouble again. This is the fourth batch. I really don't know why they still don't give up. The old necromancer pulled out a thick-armed mahogany wand from his wide cuffs and walked angrily towards the gate of the castle.

Yin asked worriedly, "Can Mr. Cameron do it alone?" If the other party has a large number of people, won't they suffer losses?

"It depends on how much my dear father is willing to pay for my life," Hemelin leaned in a wheelchair and smiled absent-mindedly. "Unless killing me has become his only goal for the rest of his life, those priests have no power to respond at all under the teacher."

Although he overheard their conversation outside the door of the study last night, Yin still pretended to know for the first time: "Your father is going to kill you? Why?"

Heimring looked at her playfully for a while and asked, "Didn't you hear it all last night?"

Yin was speechless.

At this moment, the whole castle shook violently. The Netheric Crystal Chandelier made a harsh squeak over the dome, as if it would fall down at any time. Yin stood unsteadily, stumbled behind the sofa, and knocked Venus in both eyes. The other two were not much better than her. The black currant bowed next to the wall to maintain balance. From time to time, it was hit by decorations falling from the wall. Although Heimmerlin occupied the advantage of low center of gravity and did not roll around, the wheelchair was completely bumpy and out of control, sliding everywhere, like fallen leaves in the huge waves.

"What's going on!" Yin tried to stand up on the sofa, but in vain.

"It's arcane!" Heimlin tried to stabilize the wheelchair, and shouted in the continuous sound of broken porcelain, "Stay where you are! Micelu, immediately lead all the undead warriors out to help, and make sure that the teacher is safe!"

Nightmare quietly floated down from the castle, opened the closed door, and then countless prisoners, spirits and spirits floated out from all corners of the castle. A cloud of black fog wiped the wall and rushed out, and there was a sound of click of joints outside the castle, which had been sleeping in the library for hundreds of years. The sound of the skeletons waking up in Zbik Mountain, although the yellow sand outside is all over the sky, countless skeleton soldiers can still be seen emerging from the ground.

Yin felt that her scalp was numb, and the ghosts were still gushing out. She couldn't imagine how many ghosts were hidden here and how many skeleton soldiers were outside.

The shock weakened slightly, and the black gallon looked at the right time and rolled to her on the spot to protect her in his arms.

"Xiaohei, Su Ti, she..." Yin was so scared that she still didn't forget Su Ti. At her young age, she must be so scared to encounter such a violent earthquake, but she hasn't heard her voice so far. Shouldn't she hit somewhere and faint?

The black gallon said, and when the castle finally calmed down, it ran to the spiral staircase.

The ground has returned to normal, but Yin still felt that the sky was spinning. She barely held the sofa and stood up. She saw Heimlin kneeling on the ground and trying to help the overturned wheelchair, so she hurried forward to help.

Yin's strength is not great. The other party is an adult man. She drags and drags and sweats heavily before putting her back in the wheelchair. She thought that if she were Princess Helen, she would have to escape from marriage, and she would not be tired to die serving this person for the rest of her life.

"Did the father find the arcane magician? The teacher is in danger. Come on, take me out and have a look!" Heimlin looked ugly. He didn't know whether it was because he was worried or because he fell and hit his injured leg just now. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to urge. Yin did not hesitate and immediately pushed him out of the door. Fortunately, the ground of the castle hall was smooth obsidian, and it was not difficult to push up the wheelchair.

arcane is a special skill that no one can solve puzzles in the magic field. The arcane artist's own magic affinity is not necessarily very strong, but the damage caused is several times. For thousands of years, the arcane magician has been a legend in the continent of Somera, and only a few people have seen it with their own eyes. Having seen the power of arcane, according to history books, a magician with a magical affinity of two stars is enough to set off a devastating hurricane through arcane.

Although the birth, classification, role and historical significance of arcane are recorded in detail in the magic teaching course, it has always been vague about how to master and use it. Some scholars once questioned that the so-called arcane is only that the winner of the war exaggerated the influence of Tianshi on the situation, and there is no such magic at all. .

When they came out of the gate of the castle, they found that the matter was more serious than expected. Almost all the earth and stone mountains around them collapsed, and the ground cracked the crisscrossing ravines. Cameron was seriously injured and was retreating to the castle under the cover of nightmares and countless undead warriors.

Haimerlin almost stood up by holding the armrest of the wheelchair: "Teacher!"

Cameen strongly supported his shaky body and released a second-stage undead shock, delaying the two swordsmen who were chasing hard, and then fell into the sand and gravel.

The number of people on the other side is not large. From a cursory look, it can be judged that the other side has a total of five swordsmen, two magicians and an archer. Two of the swordsmen have just been hit head-on by Cameron's dead soul impact and can't climb up in a short time. In addition, the other three also have different degrees of hanging colors, but the magician and archers seem to have Yu Li, especially the archer, aimed very accurately at the spine of the skeleton soldier with arrows with life magic, and the number of undead warriors is decreasing sharply.

Two magicians... Yin suddenly realized that something was wrong. When there was an earthquake just now, Hemerlin said that it was arcane, which proved that one of the two magicians was an arcane!

Haimerin has begun to sing the undead summoning group, but his necromancer magic does not seem to be proficient. In addition, there is no magic wand increase, and the number of re-summoned hellfire beasts is very limited. Not to mention turning the situation, even delaying time is difficult to achieve.

Judging from the small-scale earthquake just now, even if Cameron was unharmed, the five of them were tied together, and it was estimated that it was not enough to cushion the arcaneist. Yin felt that the palm of her hand pushing the wheelchair was constantly sweating, and countless thoughts turned around her head, but there was no situation that could be saved.

... It is probably only the arcane who can compete with the arcane.

A cool breeze brushed the face, with a stream of water vapor, like a precursor to a storm.

Looking at the lead-gray clouds covering the whole valley, Yin unconsciously whispered, "It's going to be windy."

The magician of the other party also seemed to be aware of the strangeness and quickly opened the shelter of the defensive magic wind in the second stage of the wind system, but this was his most failed decision. At the moment when the shelter of the wind was out of his control, there was a roar of "woo" in the valley, and the primary wind defense magic actually evolved into a tornado in an instant. The wind, wrapped in a large amount of sand and stone, formed a huge whirlpool in the valley, and the two magicians were instantly involved like pieces of paper and torn into pieces.

The nearest archeryman was stunned. Before he could escape, he was smashed several meters away by a boulder thrown by the tornado. It was estimated that it was not far from death.

Hemerlin unconsciously stopped singing and stared at the scene in front of him. It seemed that a tornado falling from the sky quickly tore up the remaining three injured swordsmen, and lingered in place for a long time before gradually weakening and dissipating. The fragmented Gobi was full of fresh debris, some with a keen sense of smell. Warcraft gathered one after another when they smelled the smell and ate happily.

The nightmare set up the seriously injured Cameron. Although the elderly mage lost too much blood and his face was gray, his mind was still clear. Yin hurried forward to help and heard him sigh weakly: "Margaret bless."

And on the tower of the castle, the mysterious man in a white mask also pressed his right hand on his heart and said devoutly, "Margaret bless."