"So... What can we do to defeat Lord Byrne, who is so cautious that it is almost impossible to be defeated under equal conditions?"
Standing under a transmitter, the elf little prince with his shoulders tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth and eyes were in a crescent shape. He shook his head as if he were asking and answering himself.
"Encircled, impeccable trap? Powerful warrior way, strong enough warrior? Absolute crushing force, targeted attack or raid?"
"It''s a pity... But the defeat of eboden''s war is enough to prove that these are not all; it''s naive to want to kill Duke Byrne in front of the cautious and calculating Duke of Byrne!"
"After his highness tried again and again, he probably summed up two preconditions;" the elf little prince talked to himself and proudly raised two fingers of his right hand.
The elves and wizards behind him are nervously preparing for the preparation of the launcher.
Five elf wizards stand on both sides of the launcher, responsible for debugging and controlling the angle of the launcher, aiming and ensuring the stability of the launcher;
Five elves and wizards stand behind the launcher, responsible for filling ammunition and opening the core to ensure that every link of firing can be accurate;
Fifteen Elven soldiers were around, responsible for the loading of launchers, ammunition handling, the erection and movement of launchers, and stabilizing launchers at critical moments.
A total of 10 wizards and 15 elite soldiers can complete the operation of a launcher - considering the range and power of the launcher, it is all worth it.
For this launcher, the elf Prince has prepared five times as many hands; At the same time, not only the caliber of the transmitter has been expanded by more than three times, but also the main material of manufacture has changed from bronze to secret silver.
"First of all, we should try to avoid being premeditated - improvisation and on-the-spot play are the worst things for our dear friend Loren Turin; he is very cautious, but... He is not good at dealing with emergencies. Generally, in this case, our Duke Byrne chooses to go in person."
"So as long as he has to do it himself, it means that things are beyond his control."
"Secondly, he is very rational, but not rational enough. He is still emotional; he is not a devil, not a murderer, not a guy who can force himself to the greatest extent in order to win, but he can''t do anything, have principles and bottom line."
"This is a very interesting opponent. He abides by the principle and always abides by the principle before the other party takes the initiative to destroy the tacit understanding - he does not take the initiative to hurt the other party''s prisoners, does not do the bad thing of cutting off children and grandchildren, abides by his promise, and never breaks the promise unless he has to."
"This is very lucky. I also like this kind of guy who is human and has a bottom line."
"And the luckier thing is... I''m not."
The elf Prince smiled brightly.
The blindfolded fairy girl standing aside hugged the long knife and was silent.
"Ready, the transmitter is on standby!"
As an elf wizard raised the command flag in his hand, a disturbing tremor and low sound came from the transmitter composed of a SecretaryGeneral tube full of engraved runes.
"Your Highness, please give orders!"
"There''s nothing to order, you loyal and brave men of the kingdom of Wang, your task is very simple." the smiling elf prince said casually:
"Er... Just put the launch port flat and aim straight ahead. The maximum power, how many times, until the transmitter breaks down or you break down, um... That''s it."
"Then... Well, this is my only prayer. Dear Lord Byrne, please don''t suddenly and calmly avoid at this moment. Just stand in front and take my last surprise... Please."
The elf prince, with his hands folded, prayed in a joking whisper: "... Launch."
"Launch --!!"
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"Everybody - get down and get out of the way --!"
Lucian''s frightened roar echoed in the middle of a silent battlefield.
Almost the vast majority of Byrne knights had their faces full of confusion; Most of them are still immersed in the joy of victory just breaking through, and they don''t know what happened at all; More than a hundred demon hunters scattered among tens of thousands of troops are vaguely aware of it, but they can only warn the soldiers around them, and their role is very limited.
The Elven warriors who remained on the battlefield found something unusual and turned behind in fear, but they often fell under the sword of Byrne Knight before saying anything.
Moreover, the "proud" Byrne Knights don''t care about the reaction of a group of defeated generals under their own hands.
It was not only the huge void force that frightened Lucian, but the direction in which the force was aimed - if his perception was correct, it was facing the imperial Avenue.
If you launch from this distance, with the power of the condensed void force, I''m afraid it can directly penetrate the whole battlefield!
Loren Turin, standing in the front and center of the queue, is the first to bear the brunt!
With his teeth clenched, Lucian constantly ran away from the Byrne knight in front of him and rushed to the front of the queue.
It doesn''t matter if you die... Even if you don''t have any left, that asshole Asriel will find a way to revive himself; Even if he is completely reduced to his apostle, he can at least continue to fight like this... Continue to fight.
But Lord Loren... Loren
The dazzling light spot lit up from the end of Empire Avenue, like the second round sun rising on the horizon, and finally made the originally recovered battlefield a little more turbulent.
"What''s that? Is it the transmitter of the long ears?"
"In this case, don''t we have to spread out quickly and die if we are hit by that thing."
"Be quiet and keep your formation. You are proud Byrne knights. What do you look like in a panic!"
"Yes, that thing is far away, there can be some threats. Just rush up bravely!"
Restless soldiers, as well as knights and officers trying to maintain order... Lucerne clenched his teeth and ran wildly in the crowd, trying hard not to see everything around him.
If you can''t save them by yourself, at least... At least keep Lauren!
For the first time... He hated himself so much. Why is he an Elman? Even an Elman, why should he have the "traditional" size of an Elman?!
Constantly push away the figure in front of you. In the silver gray pupil, you can see the Golden Lion battle flag on a black background at the front of the army array.
The next second, the blooming light instantly dyed his vision white; In the countless screams, the roaring air waves tore the trees on both sides of the avenue to pieces, and the burning heat waves danced spirally in the air.
"Loren!!!!!"
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The sound of explosion is only for a moment. It comes and goes faster.
Tinnitus, chest tightness, numbness, spinning and a little vomiting... This is how the elf Prince feels at this moment. Even when he died with the ink blue dragon Elliot last time, he hasn''t been so uncomfortable as now.
It''s like... It''s like the whole world has been destroyed beside him. The adjective little prince seems to be exaggerated, but the feeling at that moment is really the same!
Coughing constantly, he wanted to stand up, but found that his hands and feet were weak. The stuffy elf Prince struggled several times and stood up unsteadily. As a result, he fell to the ground in confusion.
He could hear a voice calling him around, but it sounded so far away, so far away, so untouchable as across a world.
"Pa!"
A tender little hand grabbed the little prince who almost fell to the ground again and forcibly helped him up with a force that was absolutely not in line with his body shape.
"Lori?!"
"Your Highness, please don''t speak for the time being and calm down." the expressionless blindfolded girl helped the elf Prince and let him lean against a pile of rubble: "you need to calm down now. Too intense emotions will hurt your body."
"Uh... Okay."
With a long sigh of relief, rodriya Azores had to nod, but his eyes still swept around involuntarily.
"How about casualties?"
"You mean..."
"I mean the wizard who controls the launcher, er... And other warriors in the barracks," the elf Prince quickly added.
"Among the 30 wizards, 15 have died suddenly, three have been seriously injured, and the rest are in a coma, so the situation is unknown." Lori ZAD said faintly: "the two warrior teams are about 200 up and down. I''m afraid they can''t escape because they are too close. The rest have not been affected, and the specific number of casualties will have to wait for some time."
"Really, that sounds good." the elf Prince smiled easily, although it looked more like gloating.
The trenches, wooden fences, and earth walls... Were all gone. They were all leveled by the power of the launcher. There was a mess around the camp. There were rubble and debris overturned by the air wave everywhere, as if they had just been caught in a fire.
As for casualties... Well, that''s what he doesn''t care about right now.
He has twice as many troops as Loren Turin, and can steadily suppress him even when he is alive; And now that he''s dead and dead?
The Byrne legion, with only 20000 troops, may have been wiped out by a launcher from the center!
Well, although I should be almost here.
The launcher designed by Azores wizards to target the Dragon did not take "flat shooting" into account as an option from the beginning; Because with the power of this weapon, even if the material is replaced with secret silver, it can''t bear the void force accumulated at the moment of launch.
In principle, it is still a rock caterpillar operated by the power of emptiness, and the "Jiao Guang Jian" that condenses the essence of Isaac''s studies is two distinct things.
What''s more, in order to pursue one hit and kill, the elf Prince has tripled his power... Even the launcher that can withstand the carrying capacity of secret silver can''t be suffered.
But all this is worth it!
As long as we can kill Loren Turin, even if we can double the loss, it is worth it - without this strong enemy, first of all, the knights from Byrne will fall into a headless situation, and they don''t have to be so cautious. It''s really cost-effective. It can''t be more cost-effective.
The happy little elf Prince raised his eyes, looked at the other end of the battlefield with a smile, and then
"Huh?"
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Lucian, who fell to the ground, contracted his pupils and fixed his expression at the last moment of fear, but his eyes completely changed.
The golden lion''s battle flag on a black background is still ringing;
He who sits on the ground is still alive;
The Byrne Legion behind him was still shouting in panic or surprise;
Everything... Seems to be the same as the last second.
But it shouldn''t be like this!
The dazzling light dissipated, and the figure of the black haired wizard remained motionless. He stood in place like a sculpture, but the right hand holding the big sword inserted the blade on the ground, bent and raised his right hand, aiming straight ahead.
The dull grey pupil boy doesn''t know what to say.
"Lord Loren, what is this..."
"Lucian?"
The black haired wizard looked back with a little surprise - although he could always feel the void reaction of the gray pupil boy, it was two different things to confirm with his own eyes and just know:
"Ah, you say this... How to explain it? Although I can''t use the power of emptiness for the time being, if I transpose and think about it..."
"This means that the ordinary force of emptiness can''t do me any harm."
Open the second valve, that''s it.
If you want to hurt an evil god, or any existence that opens the second valve, a strong enough void force is the first to bear the brunt;
However, the premise of "powerful void force" must be a single individual - simple quantity stacking may have some changes in the material world, but it is meaningless for the existence of void.
And even the empty power of the thirty elves and wizards combined is far from enough to suppress the current Loren Turin.
He did not lose his strength, but had to restrain his void reaction in order to avoid losing control.
This... Is the key!
The stunned grey pupil boy stared at the scene in front of him -- Taking the black haired wizard as the dividing line, almost all the Empire Avenue in front was burned by the just hit of the launcher, because it burned so thoroughly that he could not see a spark except the ashes and coke like ruins.
Such a picture has gone far beyond his imagination and understanding.
"Then, Lord Loren, what should we... What should we do next?"
Looking up dully, Lucian stammered.
"Next..." looking at the Byrne knights who had just reacted behind them, Lauren shrugged with a smile:
"Now that the breakthrough has been successful, it''s time to retreat."