Then these light wall prisms were pierced by the lightning torrents cast by the magicians, and the two "angels" were immediately eliminated.
It's a bit strenuous. Loran Hill held the scepter, sensing the temple formations being awakened around him, and sighed inwardly.
Although she was extremely talented, she had only advanced to Sequence 4 of the Angel Sequence. With the support of the crystal-level scepter, she could barely trigger such a vast domain, which was already the limit of what she could bear.
More and more angel sequence magic power was gathered, making her feel powerless, just like using a small oar to control the sea, which was becoming more and more difficult to control.
Taking a deep breath, Loran Hill closed his eyes, grasped the scepter tightly in his left hand, raised his right hand, and pointed his index finger towards the sky. Golden patterns of the sun and wings briefly appeared on his forehead, and then he swung it down heavily.
Suddenly, a number of upside-down pure white swords appeared in the sky, and then these pure white lightsabers split into two, and then split into four, spreading all over the sky.
[Light Sealed Sword: Sudden Rain]
The white lightsaber fell from the sky like a silk thread, not at a fast speed. However, wherever it passed, time seemed to slow down. The blue magic particles, the rushing lightning, and the emitted beams of light seemed to be gradually fixed.
Jack was in the formation, and he felt that even the slightest bit of magic power he could mobilize was as heavy as a thousand pounds. The spells he chanted were like a drop in the ocean and had no response. The many golems in front of him were also stagnant as if the computer had crashed. He could only watch helplessly as the remaining "angels" flew over and knocked their subordinates out one by one.
Filled with anger and unwillingness, he once again forced his magic power forward, but his chest felt constricted and a mouthful of blood almost gushed out.
Finally, the six 'angels' took advantage of the brief ten seconds when the opponent's magic power was sealed, and rushed forward fiercely, quickly knocking down the remaining twenty or so mages of the Tower Academy. When the effect of the sealing sword dissipated, there were no more Tower mages standing on the field.
After casting such a huge and wide-ranging spell, Loran Hill felt exhausted and powerless all over. He slowly sat down on the stone in the ruins and looked at the battle scene in the distance.
But unexpectedly, a long crimson arrow pierced through the ruins, approached from a distance, and shot directly at the girl.
Roland Hill swerved sideways, narrowly avoiding a vital wound. Blood splattered, a bloody wound lacerated across his arm, and he fell to the ground. The angels in front of him watched, their eyes widening as they flapped their wings like comets streaking through the night sky, charging towards the center of the ruins, ablaze with white flames.
However, another rain of arrows shot out from the darkness, hitting these "angels", feathers flying, blood splattering, two "angels" were directly eliminated, and the remaining four lowered their altitude and flew close to the ground, barely reaching the place where Loran Hill fell.
This time, the group of archery opponents slowly emerged from the shadows. They were none other than the students from the walled city who had pretended to leave before.
"I'm sorry, although it's a bit shameful." Hong Fan walked out with a longbow, and then another round of volleys was fired. Along with the rapid vibration of the bowstring, the dark red feather arrows attacked like a snake's tongue.
But this time the results were not as expected by the other party.
The red arrows seemed to be fixed in the air, and then scattered on the ground. In Hongfan's surprised eyes, the silver-haired girl opposite stood up again. Except for the blood stains on her black gauze dress, she seemed intact.
Everything happened so quickly that it was too late for the group led by Hong Fan to retreat.
Under the protection of several "angels", Loran Hill waved his scepter, and the mighty wind of light blew up again, sweeping in all directions and illuminating the dark night sky.
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