Chapter 422 Salman on the Run

The "Devil" has long blue-gray hair, and his cheeks are stained with a little dust from days of running around. He doesn't know where he comes from, but his face is extremely delicate, with no flaws visible.

Are all devils so beautiful?

The Mamluk cavalry in stirrups raised their spears, but hesitated for a moment when they thrust out.

This is the most beautiful treasure in the world. Even the wives of kings, standing next to her, will look like ugly women in gold and silver. If you can have her,

Just a moment of hesitation.

It didn't take long, and the spear in his hand still stabbed Cellinina fiercely.

At this time, he felt a sense of pleasure in destroying beauty, just like the feeling he felt when he burned down enemy villages and slaughtered the women and children in the past - no, it was countless times more exciting than that!

The "Devil" raised his head, holding a "long" sword as tall as a person in each hand.

She might have moved.

Or maybe not.

The cavalryman suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness, as if he had lost control of his body. The powerful spear of the past could no longer exert its devastating impact.

Plop——

The headless knight fell from his horse.

The mount, which had lost its owner, was covered with a helmet and could not see the way forward clearly. As it passed by Cellinina, it bumped into Salman, who was shrouded in a colorful shield.

Blood splattered.

It was as if an invisible hand threw the horse into the meat grinder.

The splashing blood seemed to have hit an invisible wall and flowed on the ground, unable to touch Cellinina at all.

The "devil" stepping on the gravel raised its yellow beast eyes, and clearly did not open its mouth to roar, but suddenly a melodious wolf howl sounded in the vast yellow sand.

The strong wind roared, carrying the gravel, and smashed the heads and faces of the charging slave cavalry.

Looking down at the earth from the sky, one can suddenly see a dim yellow torrent colliding with a black steel torrent - people neighing and horses roaring, the Mamluks lost their target for a moment, as if they were attacked by a sandstorm Generally speaking, there was a crackling sound on the helmet being hit by gravel, and the mount under the crotch made a panicked scream.

Some cavalrymen collided with each other with a loud bang, making the sound of bones cracking. From time to time, someone fell to the ground with their mounts and was trampled under the feet of their companions' mounts.

Adil, who was watching this scene from a distance, felt that his heart was about to break. He put his hand on his shoulder, his eyes full of pain: "Holy fire, is this the power of the pagan devil?"

Squeaky——

The crossbows at the top of the city were moving slowly, and the soldiers quickly rotated the winches to fill in the crossbow bolts mixed with magic-blocking gold.

"Aim at the enemy wizard and shoot the arrow!"

Baron Robert shouted orders.

Witnessing Salman's earthquake spell that was like a natural disaster, he knew that the biggest threat to Gaza City at the moment was this pagan wizard who seemed to have no idea whether he was alive or dead. Only by killing him could Gaza City survive.

boom--

The arrow hits.

The arrow made of magic gold made a piercing scream in the air, just when it was about to hit Salman.

There was a bang.

On the finger under his black robe, a ring shattered, setting off a strong shock wave - while the arrowhead was still in flight, the wooden arrow shaft had already shattered, and the arrowhead had also shifted its direction under the action of the shock wave.

Salman was holding his chest and breathing heavily.

The magic-blocking gold dagger pierced his body, causing the magic power in his body to run wild like a wild horse. He has now lost all his spell-casting abilities, and has become a spellcaster of the same level who is not that wealthy or is not cautious enough. , already dead.

"How on earth did she do it?"

Salman couldn't figure out that this assassin must have used magic power to possess such otherworldly speed. With his extensive knowledge, Salman was convinced that there was no humanoid creature in the world that could achieve such extreme speed by physical strength alone.

But this does not explain why Chelinina, a spellcaster who uses magic, can move quickly while holding the magic-blocking gold.

I can’t figure it out!

Salman's mind was in a mess, and his powerful mental power was emanating randomly. This was because of the chaotic magic power, which caused his thoughts to run wildly like a wild horse, just like the magic power in his body.

boom--

Another ring was broken on the hand.

The magic shield covering the outside was once again broken, and it was still a weapon made of magic-blocking gold.

If it were an ordinary ballista, or even a spell cast by a spellcaster of the same level, it would take an unknown amount of time to break the first layer of shield. When faced with the magic-blocking gold, one could only choose to destroy it on its own in exchange for resisting. This blow.

Salman felt like his heart was bleeding. He had worked for Saladin for a month, and the materials he obtained were not enough to make two such rings.

No, it can't go on like this.

He tried hard to restrain his divergent thoughts, but the huge mental power in the past became a burden now. They were divided into strands and followed the magic power whizzing through his body.

He tried to pull out the dagger.

But the angle of the dagger was very tricky, and it was very difficult for his arm to touch the handle of the dagger, and immediately there was a stinging pain on his hand, like an electric shock.

A small stream of chaotic magic happened to flow into his palm.

"Damn it, even the hilt of this woman's weapon is made of magic-blocking gold. How does she hold it? Is it wrapped in ten layers of cloth? Or is it true that she can't do it so fast with the help of magic power? ?”

boom--

The rotating wind blade made a crisp sound on Salman's shield.

Cellinina raised her hand and recalled the thrown double blades.

She silently calculated the remaining strength in her body - it took most of her strength to stop those Mamluk cavalry. If she wanted to break the enemy's shield, she could not do it by herself, even if she spent all her strength.

She couldn't help but think of what Lothar said again, "Nothing cares more about their own lives than these long-lived wizards."

"Then just wait for those two ballistae to peel off your turtle shell."

Chelinina thought silently.

Salman finally pulled out the dagger stuck in his back. The pain made the skin on his face twitch, but the chaotic magic power in his body was finally able to function normally.

They are like sheep being driven by sheepdogs, forced back to their rightful path.

He first used magic power to make a heart model to keep the damaged heart running. The blood loss during this period had already cast a layer of paleness on his dark face.

He shivered and raised the staff in his hand. The end of the staff was stained with his blood flowing on the ground. The blood filled with magical power quickly formed a six-pointed star array under his spell.

The ground began to tremble.

Sensing something was wrong, Cellinina flew up. The cloak behind her was like the wings of a bird, drawing a blue arc of light in the air.

boom--

A huge palm slapped Cellinina's original position.

When the palm made of countless gravels was lifted up, countless gravels still fell, but at the same time, countless more gravels converged towards the giant palm like soldiers.

On the city wall.

The faces of the Crusaders were full of horror. They had never thought that there were people in this world who had such terrifying power.

With just one sweep of such an arm, dozens of cavalry can be blasted away, right?

But the next moment, this huge arm fell apart and turned into yellow sand falling overwhelmingly.

Cellinina, who was holding the hilt of the sword just above her palm, withdrew with an indifferent expression, not even a grain of yellow sand on her cloak.

The Choking Hand is the natural enemy of summoned objects.

She added silently in her mind, seeing that only a thin layer of the shield on Salman's body was left, and the light blue light lingered on the double blades again, and the whole person shot towards Salman like a bullet. .

boom--

When the last ring was broken.

Salman's body also disappeared without a trace.

In place, there was only a six-pointed star array that still exuded a faint magical light.

Chelinina frowned slightly: "Run away?"