The [Alzur's Thunder] that enveloped the entire Golden Tower City not only failed to stop the fighting between Nilfgaard and the Ain El elves, but instead made their fight even more intense.

Because they have not yet discovered the existence of the third party.

Lann had been guarding his warlock group, and any approaching enemies would be discovered and eliminated by him in time, so their existence was not recognized by any party.

Due to the existence of the Wild Hunt, the Ain El tribe has always been aware of the development of the magical civilization of the mainland humans. They understand that magic of this scale must be prepared in advance and multiple magic arrays must be engraved as assistance. It is absolutely impossible for outsiders to perform it in a city.

As for why they would carve such a magic circle that would destroy the city inside the city...it's understandable that low-level races like the Dh'oine would be a little crazy. Maybe they themselves don't know that this magic would be so uncontrollable!

The Nilfgaardians were even more panicked. This group of elves appeared out of thin air from an unprecedented giant teleportation array. Although the Nilfgaardians did not know where these elves came from, they might not even know that there were elves from other worlds.

But they know that the elves of the continent were once the rulers of all races, and humans had to bow down to them!

Today's human magic system relies on the early magic source groups to steal knowledge from the elven wizards!

This level of magic could only be cast by the hidden power of the elves. The elves might be going to counterattack humans now!

At this moment, one side was trying to retrieve their kidnapped leader, while the other side was trying to protect their emperor who was being attacked.

On one side is the Elf Army that has developed independently in the small world for thousands of years. Even though it is short of resources, it still has its remaining power. Its cross-border combat is still terrifying.

The other side is composed of the Nilfgaard Royal Guard, which is supported by a powerful country that occupies half of the continent and is considered to be the pinnacle of combat power on the continent in this era. They fight on their own land and will never retreat.

…

"Wow." Lann sighed calmly, "What a fierce fight, what a cruel war."

Looking back, the group of warlocks led by Tissaia were already sweating profusely and their faces were pale.

The lightning that fell from the sky has become thinner and thinner, starting to change from a "lightning pillar" back to the level of ordinary "lightning".

"Stop. This round has basically killed more than half of the soldiers here. And the soldiers who were not cleared out by this magic will not be killed easily if you continue to cast magic."

Those who could survive this thunderstorm were basically the absolute elite led by warlocks in Ain El, the mixed legions equipped with warlock troops in the empire, or the emperor's direct guards.

Unless Lann's group of warlocks can burst out with all their strength once again and concentrate the power that was originally tilted towards the entire city on one target, the scattered lightning strikes afterwards will not be able to kill them.

Next comes the final head-on confrontation.

Lann flipped his left hand, took out a silver box, and ordered, "Ace, prepare for the general attack."

…

Near the coast, ever since Lann led the Warlocks to set out, the Northern Army has entered a state of full combat readiness.

This was a corps that had never appeared in the current North-South confrontation. If the Nilfgaardians on the front line saw them, they would surely cry out in despair.

Since the establishment of the [Northern Military Unification Alliance], Lann has begun to concentrate the resources of the entire North to build an absolutely elite corps.

With Cintra's legion as the main body, outstanding commanders and elite troops from major countries were recruited to form a coalition, and a powerful legion of mixed human cavalry, dwarf heavy infantry, halfling crossbowmen, tree elf archers, and elven light infantry was formed.

Among them are familiar faces such as Layla of Aedirn, Roche of Temeria, and Barclay of Mahakam.

At the same time, this corps not only trains day and night in a full-time manner like a regular army, but the equipment they are equipped with is also horrifying.

All were clothed in armour, forged by the dwarven artisans of Mahakam in collaboration with the Tondaroch clan from Skellige.

Each set of armor even has faint alchemical circuits and rune rings outlined on it!

"Hiss—Gah!"

A griffin folded its wings and landed on the deck. It was also covered in iron armor. However, these heavy iron blocks did not bring any obstacles to these beasts galloping in the sky. Its body was still as light as the wind.

[Flirty·Reform]: The magic injection technology from the Kingdom of Ophir was transformed by Mossak to weaken its effect and reduce its cost, making it more popular. It can reduce the weight of heavy armor to medium armor, and medium armor to light armor.

The armor that can withstand this level of magic infusion is modified from the armor of the Demon Hunter School. Among them, the heavy armor of the Bear School is the most referenced.

Such a set of armor would become the most precious collection even in the home of an earl, and even be a family heirloom in an ordinary baron's family. A knight is totally unqualified to wear it!

But now, such armor is equipped with an entire army of 10,000 people.

The money Lann had obtained from the Mirror Master was almost exhausted.

But it's worth it.

…

House rolled off the griffin and strode to Ace's side: "Has His Majesty given any orders?"

"Not yet." Ace shook his head, watching the lightning in the distance gradually weaken, "But it will probably be soon."

He glanced at the anxious warlock students behind him and suddenly sighed: "When His Majesty was still an earl, he warned us not to look back at the past and look forward to the future before the war, but now I still want to say - who could have imagined what we are like now?"

"Um?"

"Everyone's wishes have almost been fulfilled." Ace glanced at his companions and smiled. "You have always followed His Majesty, becoming a guard, a royal guard, a demon hunter, and a legion commander, always staying by his side as his 'sword'; and Milva... ha, she is even more powerful. Maybe we will have to use honorifics when speaking to her in the future."

"Fortunately, Her Majesty tolerates her." House laughed and turned to look at Milva, who was gathering archers on the bow of another ship. "And she is still keen on bowmanship."

"It's just that my path has gone a little off track. The son of a knight has become a warlock... But after this war is over, I plan to apply to become a royal guard again." Ace smiled, "I will stand guard with you in the future."

"In this way, all our previous wishes can be realized."

House smiled and shook his head, not sure if it was for his companions' ideals or something else.

But House smiled and suddenly his expression became serious: "No, there is still one person's wish that has not been fulfilled..."

He placed his hand on the hilt and grasped the lion head on it: "I still need to use this 'sword' to completely destroy Nilfgaard."

Ace took a deep breath and said, "Yes, today."

The thunder in the distance officially died down, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually showed signs of dissipating.

A voice came from the silver iron box in Ace's arms: "Ace, prepare for the general attack."

The arrow servant was startled and immediately shouted loudly to all around.

The heavy sound of the horn suppressed the waves and the sea wind, and the fleet came alive. One portal after another opened on the bow of the transport ship, and more than eighty students who specialized in teleportation spells sent soldiers one by one to the distant battlefield.

On the other side of the portal, a space large enough to accommodate this army had already been cleared.

There stood the man who was regarded as the de facto leader by the entire North and was almost worshipped as a belief by the people of Cintra.

"His Majesty!"

The thunderous sound spread throughout the Golden Tower City. The fighting between the Nilfgaardian and Ain El elves was paused.

Who are you calling?

…

Tissaia led half of the sorceresses in the Warlock Corps to mobilize the remaining magic power and control the dark clouds in the sky to strike the last lightning.

“Crack—”

The lightning struck the Northern Alliance Army, which had just formed a battle array. The soldiers stood still, and the lightning did not hurt them. Instead, it froze on the soldiers' armor and did not dissipate for a long time.

[Alzu Shield]: A variation of Alzu Thunder. When the recipient is attacked, the Alzu Thunder attached to the body will activate to resist damage and rebound magical attacks.

This is the last level of enhancement that Lann prepared for the soldiers.

After this spell was performed, half of the warlocks led by Tissaia completely lost their magic power and evacuated the battlefield under the protection of the students.

There were more than a dozen warlocks who stayed behind, now led by Triss and Yennefer.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, but it seemed that something beyond the star realm was beginning to be communicated with. Triss began to brew a spell, and the temperature around her began to gradually rise.

Lann touched Triss's hair and said nothing more; he looked at the soldiers again and said nothing either. The morale that needed to be boosted had already reached its peak at sea before the battle.

With a "swish" sound, an emerald light suddenly lit up next to Lann, but it was not him who was performing the [Teleport] skill.

The light faded, and Ciri emerged from it. She was wearing mail, lined with mail, and a white robe over large, thin shoulder pads, a red waist guard, and deerskin bindings.

The armor was meticulously carved with various enchantments and infusions by Mossak, the variety of which was even richer than that on Lann, and the effects were more comprehensive.

At this moment, Ciri held the Swift Rapier in her hand and looked into Lann's eyes: "I sent the children back to the palace. Mossak is taking care of them."

"And I want to participate in this battle too!"

Lann was not worried about Ciri. She had been able to combine magic with sword skills three years ago. After so many years, she had begun to develop the abilities of the Ancient Blood. No one in this city could pose a danger to Ciri.

Ciri has never been a hothouse flower.

She should also participate in this battle.

Lann nodded and called out, and two figures immediately flew over from the Griffin Corps. One was the Griffin Cavalry Corps Commander House and his mount, and the other was the original Royal Griffin.

"It belongs to you." Lan pointed at the royal griffin to Ciri, then turned back and ordered House, "Hand over the command of the legion to your queen, and work with her to accomplish our goal of this trip!"

"yes!"

The birds of prey in the sky soared into the sky, blocking out the sunlight again as the dark clouds dispersed; the soldiers from the North responded with a thunderous roar, turning into a torrent of steel and rushing towards the two warring parties in the city, colliding with them.

Lann tapped the ground with his left hand and continued to cast the spell.

【Teleport】

The ice giant that could not be transported by ship appeared, raised its head and roared to praise "my god"; the red dragon and the green dragon looked at each other, soared into the sky and became the leader of the griffins;

The rumbling troll family turned into rolling stones and followed the giant's footsteps. After the vampire appeared, it called the three ghosts of Nilfgaard and turned into shadows together.

Finally, Lann took a look at the portal that was still maintained by the time and space gate of the elven sage Avallac'h and the Ain El.

Clap the ground with your left hand.

[Yarden Seal·Magic Trap·Yarden Strengthening·Magic Overload·Magic Explosion]!

The purple magic light expanded in all directions with Lann as the center, until it turned into a huge magic circle that enveloped the entire Golden Tower City!

A purple hourglass as big as a huge bell appeared in the air, and with a "crackling" sound, it cast magical lightning towards the portal.

The portal shook, but it did not dissipate for a moment.

But then, more hot electricity rushed towards the portal.

Finally, accompanied by a loud "boom", it was as if a bomb exploded in the air. With the portal as the eye, a tornado-like gust of wind spread out in all directions.

A huge amount of smoke and dust rose up to a height of one person, but after about ten breaths it finally became completely quiet, just like a huge portal that could no longer be seen in the sky.

…

The land of armor and wood.

Avallac'h suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, shocking the guards around him.

Of course, it was not just Avallac'h who could maintain this kind of portal. There were more elven warlocks surrounding the [Gate of Time and Space]. At this moment, they all spurted blood, and their spirits became visibly weak.

What made the elf guards even more terrified was that the portal also disappeared!

"Lord Avallac'h!"

The Elf Sage was immediately helped up by the people around him. Although he had only spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned as pale as a dead person, as if he had lost all the essence in his body.

Avallac'h breathed heavily.

"Why is the portal gone? The unicorns are gone too. Oberon hasn't come back yet, and even the warriors we sent out..."

Avallac'h's face became increasingly gloomy. The resources of the Land of Armorwood had long been exhausted, and those sent out were the last elite troops of the Ainn El tribe.

Although there are still elven soldiers left, their combat effectiveness is no different from that of the Ain Sidi elves who were overthrown by humans in another world.

"What happened on the other side?"

…

Lann put down his left hand comfortably.

He was not afraid of reinforcements from the Ain El elves, but was afraid that this group would escape.

"In this way, we can keep them here completely."

"All problems can be completely solved after this battle."

Lann looked up, his body gleaming with bright emerald light.

When he appeared again, he was standing on Sakia's head.

Under their feet, the Northern Alliance entered as a third-party force and finally began the most primitive collision with the Ain El Elves and Nilfgaard Guards!