Firelight filled the dark city.

Everywhere there were sounds of burning and collapsing buildings, choking smoke, sparks, and roaring battle sounds.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

Beneath the hoarse voices were the magic crystal spear soldiers who were firing continuously. They were already exhausted at this moment, with their foreheads, backs, and the insides of their clothes almost all wet with sweat.

As a high-level evolution of the musket, the Magic Crystal Gun's lethality is terrifying. Its enchanted and strengthened bullets can easily penetrate most armor and bodies. Even a Sequence 5 would be in great danger facing the concentrated fire of the Magic Crystal Gun. However, as a price, its manufacture and consumption are also extremely expensive.

In today's situation where resources and supplies are scarce in the city, the magic crystal gun without magic crystal replenishment often requires the user to charge its enchanted magic circle and guide it carefully to avoid unstable magic power that may cause malfunction or explosion.

Anyone who can perform such delicate operations must be a junior magician of Magic Sequence 2 at least, and naturally, these soldiers were originally mage apprentices within the Frost Alliance.

The Lurna faction, which sees everything as a tool, will eventually see the mage himself as part of the tool. This is only natural.

After a large number of active forces on the front lines were wiped out, many of the country's mage apprentices who had not yet graduated were mobilized and became new soldiers. This was undoubtedly a huge waste, overdrawing the country's talent reserves for the next nearly 10 years.

But now, when the entire country is at risk, such waste is no longer a concern.

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As the battle progressed, the number of airships in the sky decreased significantly, and many seriously injured Sky-Battle Fierce Armored Dragons gradually withdrew from the sky above the battlefield and returned to the rear to recuperate.

Faced with such a situation, the focus of the battlefield gradually shifted to the ground.

On a street somewhere in the city, three rows of magic crystal gunners, protected by shield bearers, continuously blocked the charging orc warriors. Some of the crimson-gold bullets penetrated their bodies, while others landed on the surrounding walls, creating explosive holes.

On the house next to it, an agile figure ran quickly, leaped up, and then fell like lightning. Under the cover of the noisy shooting and shouting around him, in just over ten seconds, he crossed the blockade and went around to the back of the magic crystal gun array below.

Three tearing crimson sharp claws cut through the air, directly killing several soldiers behind them, and the orc who suddenly attacked and stabbed them in the back also made the magic crystal gun array horrified and panicked.

"No! Don't come over here, I'll open fire..." A soldier just picked up the magic crystal and aimed it at the soldier with snow-white leopard ears, but his body was torn apart by a flash of red light and he fell down unwillingly. There were also shouts of fear and sounds of fleeing around him.

They were not soldiers who had received rigorous training and had strong wills. When the formation collapsed and the commander was killed, they fled everywhere like loose sand and were directly killed by the orc warriors who entered the city.

Looking at the fleeing magic crystal gunners, the orc officer commanding the rear breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, if they continued, he would not be able to bear such casualties.

Although these orc officers had only received a few months of training and were not yet professional enough, they still remembered what the military leader had said in class.

"As soldiers, you must obey and execute orders unconditionally. You must be brave and resolute. But as commanders, you must not let anything get you carried away. You must remain vigilant at all times, ensuring victory in the war while bringing back as many soldiers as possible. This is your duty."

As the battle entered the city with its complex terrain, the magic crystal guns that required space and distance to form a formation and fire were greatly suppressed. A small number of elite orcs began to use penetrations, sneak attacks, and thrusts to disintegrate the guard troops in the city.

Click——

Just when one of the defenders was ambushed by the orc warriors that fell from the sky, a thick flash of lightning flashed, and the two orc assassins who had circled behind them were instantly turned into dust.

Looking in the direction of the lightning, the soldiers on both sides looked up and searched, and finally saw a standing figure on a tall building not far away.

He was wearing a brown cloak and a wide belt with black and green agate. His black hair fell on his shoulders. His eyes flashed with captivating electric light in the night, and there were scattered floating electric lights around his body.

"Master Batiwen! It's Master Batiwen!" A soldier recognized the existence of this Magic Sequence 8, who was the famous great wizard from Lurna.

With the appearance of the great wizard, a series of lightning flashed in the surrounding air, piercing through the orc warriors who tried to attack.

And this wasn't the end yet. Another slow, whirling sound echoed through the night sky. These were floating, flying bronze objects, shaped like gyroscopes and star trackers, with a light blue magical light emanating from them as they spun.

Whenever the magic power is fully charged, it will shoot out a flash of light, piercing through several orc warriors on the street.

There were hundreds of such bronze alchemical creations, floating up one after another, patrolling the city, supporting battlefields everywhere, and killing the charging and advancing orcs.

"Is Master Elson here too?" A mid-level wizard stood on a city wall somewhere, watching this scene. Hope began to emerge in his originally desperate heart.

The battle continued, and the orc army, which had originally had the upper hand, began to suffer setbacks, while one after another masters of magic sequence 8 emerged in the city.

They either stand on the top of the tower, like Thor Titan, killing enemies with lightning, or walk in the alleys, taking lives in silence, or manipulate numerous alchemical creations to defeat enemy formations one by one.

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