I'm not a magician

Shortly before the tide came, the Snowfield Expeditionary Army barracks.

A well-dressed and luxurious man walked in the barracks, scanning the simple and plain environment around him, with an inconspicuous look of disgust flashing across his face.

He walked forward with his chin raised, accidentally stepped on a small piece of ice, and his small leather shoes slipped, almost causing him to fall into the snowdrift.

He stood up straight in embarrassment, cursed secretly, turned his head with a smirk, and bowed to apologize to a group of white-robed monks behind him: "It's really rude, the military camps in remote places have limited conditions, I will let the soldiers sleep on the snow. Put on a blanket for your walking."

The leader, a monk in white robes, was holding a magnificent holy staff, and the emblem of the Holy See on his chest was extremely dazzling golden. He glanced at the envoy of the royal city who nodded and bowed lightly: "It's all trivial matters, see you as soon as possible, Mrs. Silvia!" The general is the most important."

"That's right, you're right..." The emissary's smile froze, and soon he widened his smile again, and motioned forward, "The general is in that military tent, I'll take you there haha..."

The curtain of the military tent was wide open, and the two generals and generals, big and small, stood inside. Sylvia looked serious, and gave the generals the deployment in a deep voice.

Brandon leaned outside the tent, silently wiping the giant sword in his hand. He noticed the strange aura coming from not far away, raised his eyes quietly, and turned his eyes coldly at the envoy and the monks of the Holy See behind him.

The archbishop of the Norse Empire didn't know the young master of the Elliott family, but he could also sense the dangerous aura emanating from him, so he nodded friendly to him.

"What are the people from the Holy See doing here again?" Brandon stopped his hands, his face full of disgust, and he couldn't hide it. "Are you a group of dirty hyenas? They come here when they smell blood?"

The expressions of the monks behind changed, and several of them looked at each other, and they were about to teach Brandon a lesson.

The archbishop stopped them and glanced at Brandon: "This gentleman may have misunderstood the Holy See. We are following God's will to help the Norse Empire survive this disaster."

Brandon sneered and lowered his head to wipe the giant sword again. The light-colored handkerchief was soon stained. He put the cleaned giant sword back into his waist and threw the dirty handkerchief at the archbishop.

After the archbishop knocked down the handkerchief with the holy light and looked at himself displeasedly, Brandon raised the corners of his mouth and looked at him with a sarcasm: "In the end, we still don't know whose disaster it is...don't forget your last A team, but they have been sleeping forever in the Forest of Dark Night for five full years."

The archbishop's face finally turned ugly, and he watched Brandon walk away with a gloomy face.

The messenger carefully observed the archbishop's expression, and cursed this strange soldier inwardly.

In order to divert the archbishop's attention, he hastily walked a few steps into the military tent, cleared his throat with a cough, and proudly said with his hands behind his back: "General Sylvia, I am the emissary from the royal city, this is the light Archbishop Monroe of the Holy See."

Sylvia didn't even look at him, and continued with the deployment just now.

The envoy was a little embarrassed. The repeated failures made him angry. He held back his temper and said bluntly: "We were sent by the great king to support the expeditionary army."

Silvia still ignored him.

"Sylvia!" The messenger couldn't help but growl.

"Disband!" Sylvia waved the generals to go back to prepare. She turned her face and pierced the messenger's eyes with a blade-like gaze. "And then?"

The envoy and the pair looked at each other with bloody and murderous intent for a few seconds, then couldn't help but look away, holding their breath and said, "We are here to help you..."

The archbishop interrupted the envoy and looked at Sylvia. The snow-white robe made him feel holy: "General Sylvia, we hope that the expeditionary army will listen to the advice of the Holy See. While the rampant beast is now When the strength has not yet reached its peak, dismantle the fortress and attack directly outside the fortress!"

After hearing this, Sylvia glanced at him lightly and said, "Sure."

The messenger looked happy.

Sylvia continued: "However, before demolishing the fortress, I will demolish you first."

The emissary's joy froze on his face comically. He shook his lips and said angrily, "General! You are provoking the king!"

Sylvia: "Whatever, the old man can think whatever he likes. If he can't get angry, he can come and fight with me."

Who the hell can beat you!The messenger roared in his heart!

He understood that this trip was in vain, and he might be scolded by the king when he went back. He became angry for a while, and even the archbishop ignored him, and threw himself out of the military tent angrily.

Before leaving, the Archbishop took a deep look at Sylvia and said, "You will regret it."

Sylvia watched them leave, closed her eyes, rubbed her forehead, measured her body, and leaned her forehead gently on the Countess's shoulder. The cold and hard armor made her forehead ache, but she didn't care at all: " I really want to hold on to this snowfield, but can we really hold on..."

She lowered her voice very softly, as if she was afraid that people would hear the fragility between the lines.

At this time, a chuckle suddenly came from the shadow of the curtain behind her. Sylvia still leaned her forehead on her sister's shoulder, and her right hand pulled out the countess's waist sword like lightning, and swung it back without looking back!

The flashing sword accurately entered the shadow of the curtain, but did not pierce any human body. Under the piercing of the sword, the shadow rippled like a pool of water. A hand stretched out from the shadow, Holding upside down the sword that was thrown over just now.

Tang slowly walked out of the shadows completely, holding a sword in one hand, and slowly rubbing a pitch-black crow feather with the other.

There was an unscrupulous smile on the corner of his mouth, but he said seriously: "A person's strength is always limited, the general may try to rely on others."

He recalled the past, lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "Believe me, that kind of feeling is pretty good."

Sylvia turned around and looked at him vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Tang restrained his smile and said seriously: "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Tang, and I am the chief mercenary of Nidhogg's mercenary regiment, code-named [Black Panther]. General Sylvia, are you willing to hire our regiment? "

He bent down with his right hand on his chest, and raised his face to look directly at Sylvia: "Please rest assured, our regiment has also been preparing for this battle for three years."

The Countess walked up to Tang and naturally took her sword from him. She turned her face and smiled at Sylvia: "Just accept them, they are a hole card that Ji Chi left for us."

Sylvia watched her sister hesitate for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

After she agreed, the black crow feather in Tang's hand turned into ashes—the black crow gave Ji Chi's mercenary group a token in the camp, and finally fulfilled its promise three years later.

Tang noticed Sylvia's still worried expression, and smiled at her comfortingly: "Don't worry, the mascot has been protecting us."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and anyone with good enough eyesight could feel that the moon was getting more and more eroded by the blood mist.

Finally, on a quiet afternoon, the blood moon was in the sky, and screams were everywhere——

Snow Wolf Valley was the first to discover the anomaly. It was sandwiched between the Beast God Peak and another small snow peak. The people of the Snow Wolf Clan could see the movements on the Beast God Peak as soon as they looked up.

The Beast God Peak collapsed. To be more precise, the Beast God Peak seemed to come alive. Every inch of the snow was shaking, and berserk beasts kept coming out of it.

The entire mountain was like a huge ant nest watered by hot water, and ant-like beasts swarmed out.

Compared with the panic of the clansmen, the old patriarch's expression was very calm. He leaned on a cane and silently looked up at the surging waves above his head.

"The patriarch." Archie found the old patriarch in the chaotic crowd. He looked much stronger with healthy limbs, and his exposed arms and ankles were strong. "Do we need to go out to stop the wild beasts? There are so many, Xueyuan must very dangerous."

The old patriarch was silent for a long time, so long that Archie almost thought he was asleep: "No, don't go out. You just... just live well."

This is what Ji Chi said to the old patriarch before he went to the summit.

Archie frowned obviously when he heard the word "you", and was not sure what the old patriarch meant. He was about to say something when he heard a noise behind him.

"What are you doing! Lei Ze, come back quickly!" Natasha stood in front of Lei Ze, looking at him in panic, "Now the Beast God Peak is full of wild beasts, are you going to die?!"

Lei Ze breathed heavily, looked at his mother, said with red eyes, "I'm going to find Ji Chi, he can't survive this situation alone... Mother, I have to find him, if there was no Ji Chi back then, we Died five years ago, and will die ugly."

The corners of Natasha's eyes twitched slightly. During the years of being together, Lei Ze revealed his experience bit by bit. When Natasha and Rachel knew the truth, they almost didn't go crazy.

Therefore, even though they were sincerely thanking that young man, they couldn't help but watch the lost and recovered child go to death again.

Natasha pursed her lips, not giving in.

"Okay, kid, let's go back." The old patriarch walked over and patted Lei Ze on the shoulder, "You were right before, all this can't be solved by a few children... When you are afraid, leave it to the adults let's go."

The old patriarch raised his wrinkled hand, turned it into a palm knife, and slashed at the back of Lei Ze's neck with skillful force.Lei Ze was still conscious when he fell down, he looked at the patriarch in disbelief, raised his hand and struggled hard, but his vision became more and more blurred.

Before his vision and hearing were completely blurred, he saw the old patriarch untie a leather rope around his neck, on which two yellowed spikes were tied.

The old patriarch put the wolf tooth necklace in Lei Ze's palm, and said to him softly: "When everything is over, can you help me take them out of the fortress? If possible, please bury one of them in the forest, and the other One into the sea..."

He sighed, his eyes full of yearning: "I want to see it too, the world is full of green and blue."

Leaning on crutches, the old patriarch walked out of Snow Wolf Valley slowly, accompanied by an old and hale and hearty snow wolf. All the clansmen who went to rescue him were knocked unconscious by him. Gradually, no clansmen stopped him anymore.

The clansmen looked at his hunched back silently, and hummed softly for him the song of the Snow Wolf clan that has been passed down for many years——

"The wolf knight in the turbulent tide, his sword is frozen, and his sword is invincible..."

When the last tide came, the expeditionary troops stationed in front of the fortress did not feel fear.After the sword of Damocles really fell, they felt a strange sense of relief——

finally come.

Countless berserk beasts poured down like a waterfall, and soon came under the fortress. Their progress was blocked by the ice wall, but this was only temporary, as more and more berserk beasts gathered under the fortress , many wild beasts have jumped out from above.

And this time, not only the number of wild beasts has increased, but also the types of wild beasts. In the raging tide, flying wild beasts have appeared, which is an unprecedented sight.

However, the expeditionary force had already prepared for this. A flying orc responsible for killing in the air flew up first, and their wide wings allowed them to dodge attacks smoothly.

They waved their long knives and sharp swords in the air, colliding wildly with the densely packed birds and beasts.

A soldier stabbed his sword hard, piercing the fist-sized eyes of birds and beasts, and complained to his companions: "When will the flying team be equipped with some magicians... so many wild beasts, throwing a spell at them will blow them all up!" How comfortable it is!"

Another warrior flew to his side at the right time, swung his battle ax to split the head of the bird and beast, and pouted: "Don't dream, the shield cavalry below are not equipped with magicians, where is our turn—"

As soon as the voice fell, boom!A wall of fire completely blocked the path of the birds and beasts. The birds and beasts couldn't dodge and crashed into it, neighing miserably, and scorched feathers and corpses fell from the air one after another!

This is not over yet, a horizontal wind blade just hits the middle of the fire wall, and the already grand fire is spread out by the wind, burning the midair into a sea of ​​flames!

The soldiers were stunned, and turned their heads in a daze, only to see a few tall men in strange suits, hovering in mid-air, and greeted them warmly!

"Hey! Brothers! How are you!" One of the burly men smiled naively, with a pair of black bear ears protruding from the top of his head.

Seeing the disastrous appearance of the soldiers, the strong man kindly explained: "We are mercenaries of the mercenary regiment, but we are also fighters. The magic is cast from this suit." He patted a piece on his chest. complex device.

Although a little out of place, the soldiers still stared wide-eyed: "There are such suits?"

"How long has it been since you guys left the fortress? This suit is very famous in the mainland. It was refined by an oriental equipment master in the Saint Tri Empire. The original product is still a legendary quality equipment!"

"Ah... Has the outside changed so much? When everything is over, I'll go to Saint-Terry to have a look."

"Well! There are many interesting things there, so you must take a good look at it when you have time!"

Their chatting time ended here, and after the sea of ​​fire dispersed, the overwhelming birds and beasts attacked again.

The battlefield in the air can still hold up for the time being, but the battlefield on the ground is much more cruel.

A wild beast scratched in front of the shield soldier with its claws, and the hard and heavy steel shield was torn apart lightly like paper. The shield soldier opened his eyes wide in fear, waiting helplessly for death to come——

"Flame of the Sword Dance!" Dazzling flames came chaotically, dancing in the air one after another. However, under the gorgeous sparks, there was a wide sword hidden, and the wild beast that fell mercilessly in front of the shield soldier Body, cut it into countless charred black pieces in an instant!

The fire was still burning on the great sword, and Brandon looked at the shield soldier on the ground expressionlessly, instead of helping him up, he continued to fight among the wild beasts with his sword.

The shield soldier glanced at his tall and straight back, panted and shouted thank you.

"Hey! You! What are you doing stupidly? Come up!" A crisp voice sounded next to my ear, a boy with rabbit ears was lying on a sleigh, and stretched out his hand towards the shield soldier, "Quick! I have to rescue Who's next!"

The shield soldier stretched out his hand in a daze, and was pulled onto the spacious car board. The inside of the sleigh car was much more spacious than the outside. At this time, many people gathered—a few wounded patients, a boy with rabbit ears, a An old man with a long beard, and a woman in a black robe.

After pulling him up, the boy with rabbit ears shook the rein: "Little deer! Keep going!"

The reindeer monster pulling the sled is also covered in armor. It stretches its long legs and runs forward muffled.

"Grandpa Black Sheep, where is the attack button of the sleigh you said earlier?" the rabbit-eared boy held the rein in one hand, rummaged through the car with the other, scratched his ears and asked the old man.

The old man snorted and pointed to a small button on the wall in front of the sleigh with his mustache, "You press that and try."

Sira leaned over and poked the letter suspiciously.

"Boom—" A large number of earth elements gushed out crazily, plowing deep ravines on the flat snow. The legs and feet of the wild beast standing on the ravines were crushed by the flying stones and fell heavily to the ground!

However, the scope of the effect of the earth element is too wide, not only the wild beasts, but even some soldiers suffered, stumbling, falling and spraining.

The smile of the old man Heiyang froze on his face, and several beards were torn off. He came back to his senses, and looked up at the black-robed woman in front of him in fear.

The woman in black sneered, holding a few pills in her hands, and threw them into the mouths of the wounded soldiers as the sleigh drove past.

After the black cat shook the potion, it stamped the shadow on its feet and asked, "Hey, I came back from the sea of ​​Weiss all the way. You promised to show me the Dragon of Despair. Where is the dragon? Where is it?" ?”

Tang leaned out from the shadow near her. He had just assassinated a group of wild beasts, and his breathing was still not steady. He took a recovery pill from the black cat and swallowed it, and said leisurely: "Wait, he will here."

"He?" The black cat glanced at Tang suspiciously, and muttered, "Slip of the tongue? Shouldn't it be 'it'?"

Tang Xiaoxiao said nothing, turned around and threw himself into the battlefield again.

Soon, the number of wild beasts near the fortress decreased a lot, and they were about to be wiped out.But Sylvia was not relieved, she was getting more and more uneasy.

"General! The number of soldiers killed is not many, but they are all exhausted, and many of them have suffered serious injuries." The general who came to report had an ugly face, "Also, their equipment was severely damaged by wild beasts. It won't last long if this goes on..."

Sylvia's complexion was frosty, the corners of her lips were drawn into a sharp straight line, and she said coldly, "I see."

"General! It's not good! All the wild beasts gathered under the fortress to attack, the ice fortress—it's about to collapse!" A soldier ran over staggeringly, shouting with a tearing voice.

Sylvia suddenly raised her eyes when she heard this!

click-

With the crisp sound of shattering lingering at the foot of the snow peak, the ice fortress that had stood in the wind and snow for many years was covered with cracks and cracks. Half-life fortress walls.

The terrible white cracks kept spreading, and finally reached a critical point.

The ice fortress has collapsed.

The first line of defense that had been standing for a hundred years was destroyed in this way. It seemed that the belief that had been staring at it for many years fell apart.

Without the fortress to stop them, the wild beasts came overwhelmingly, like a devastating tsunami sweeping across the snow field, which made people feel desperate.

"What is that..." The frontline soldier saw a huge black shadow flying from the depths of the snow peak, his voice was almost tinged with tears, "Is it a berserk dragon? How can such a creature survive... "

The huge black shadow that covered the sky and the sun was getting closer and closer, and the ferocious appearance of the giant dragon became more and more clear, and the coercion emanating from it could be felt tens of miles away.

Someone finally noticed something was wrong and exclaimed: "Look at its eyes! That's not a wild beast!"

The black cat jumped out of the sleigh, its eyes flickeringly staring at the black dragon's broad wings: "It's the Dragon of Despair—Ned Hogg..."

"And the bottom! Look at the bottom of the black dragon! What is that!"

The white beast shadow was like a gust of wind and snow, galloping above the wild beast, and the wolf king of the north, who ruled the ice and snow, stretched his limbs and ran towards the endless snowfield.

It quickly overtook the wild beast at the front, stopped in front of the beast tide, raised its head and howled at the blood moon——

The power left by the beast god in the body of the wolf king radiated out along with the invisible sound waves, slowing down the pace of the wild beasts for a moment!

The black dragon took advantage of this gap to fly over the entire beast tide. When it glided to the lowest point, a tall figure jumped off the dragon's back and half-kneeled facing the roaring beast tide.

The moment she saw that figure—the countess closed her eyes, raised her head and took a deep breath.The flame on Brandon's broad sword was extinguished, and he lowered his eyes, slowly showing a smile that had rarely appeared in recent years.

Tang was still as foolish as before, the smile on his lips deepened, and he sighed softly: "I haven't seen you for many years, how much have you grown now..."

Ji Chi carried a tattered, rusty long sword behind his back, and held a pair of black and white swords in both hands. He stood up and walked towards the direction of the beast tide. The wolf dynasty came——

The will to protect the snowfield passed through his body, and the wolf king turned into a phantom, appearing behind Ji Chi, facing the endless beast tide with him.

Holding the sword in his left hand, Ji Chi drew forward flatly. The white sword [Frozen Seal] trembled rapidly at a frequency invisible to the naked eye. After all, it couldn't bear too much force and shattered into pieces of white snow.

"Frozen Miles—"

A long white sword light spread out in an arc shape, and when it touched the wild beast in the front, it turned into a thousand li ice wall on the spot, and a new ice-bound fortress rose on the ground, blocking the trampling of the wild beasts. pace!

He took advantage of the opportunity to draw the black sword with his right hand, but the black sword [Invincible] did not survive, and turned into an inch of starlight following the trajectory of the swing.

"Invincible -"

No one could see exactly what Ji Chi was waving, just like every gesture in training, he flicked the air in front of him lightly, and even the falling snowflakes were intact.

But the thousands of wild beasts blocked by the ice wall in the distance stopped their movements for an instant, and disappeared into ashes in the next instant.

After the two sword strikes, Ji Chi didn't look forward again. He lowered his head and silently looked at the empty palms in his eyes, and slowly turned to face the crowd. Two lines of tears disappeared in the corner of his eyes in the cold wind, and he took away the beast god by the way. unyielding will.