Chapter 642: Killing the Enemy

Feeling the last vine being burned by the extremely aggressive flame.

Master Ali's face could not help but flash a trace of surprise. Those vines were his magic creations, and they could also be seen as extensions of his limbs, so he clearly sensed the horror of the flames cast by Lothar, as well as the sharpness of the female swordsman.

"It seems that it was the prince Lothar who took action."

"Master, should we retreat temporarily?"

Dozens of armored cavalrymen surrounded Governor Majid, and a trace of worry appeared on his face. He was not a self-righteous madman. He only broke through a castle and clamored to capture Lothar alive and recapture the Holy Land.

In the Saladin Advisory Group, the highest-ranking Master Shemaier had been defeated many times in front of this prince Lothar. Governor Adil and King Saladin, who had a stronger military force than himself, but they all failed in front of him.

He took the lead to make merit and show off, not to add to the other party's already glorious achievements.

Master Ali thought: "They only came with two people."

Although he did not attend the battle of Rashid in person, he had heard about the strength of these hostile spellcasters, but he was still a little unconvinced.

"It is said that Shemaier is the strongest spellcaster in the advisory group, but I don't think so."

Master Ali showed a trace of disdain on his face: "If he hadn't got the ancient Babylonian cuneiform tablets from the Library of Alexandria first, I would never take a spellcaster of his level seriously."

Majid smiled and said: "Master, you are right, he is just lucky, do you want to show your strength?"

Master Ali was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "Forget it."

Majid was stunned. Good guy, you are bragging here, I thought you were really tough.

Master Ali looked a little embarrassed: "I am a spellcaster specializing in natural magic, and that Lothar is a spellcaster specializing in fire magic. I am very restrained by him, and I may not be able to defeat him."

"Withdraw!"

Governor Majid gave the order with a cold face.

Although they failed to occupy Natawa Castle, it was also a victory in the first battle, and they could barely explain it to Adil. However, in his opinion, this battle was too bad.

It was just a small castle, and the captured items were all left to those "corpses" because they planned to ambush the enemy's reinforcements.

I also had to give a family heirloom to Master Ali. Even if this family heirloom was of no use to him, he was unwilling to waste it in vain. In the eyes of ordinary people, the evil weapons that were useless or even full of disadvantages could be transformed into priceless artifacts in the hands of a knowledgeable spellcaster.

Don't those wedge-shaped clay tablets thrown into the corner of the Library of Alexandria that were gathering dust prove this point?

But at this moment, two black spots in the sky quickly enlarged like meteorites.

In the blink of an eye, two huge gargoyles, three meters high, revealed their true appearance in front of the Saracen army.

"Be careful, there are monsters!"

"Protect the master!"

The gargoyles that fell from the sky looked ferocious and exuded a strong bloody smell, which was much more ferocious than the more common scorpion tail lions here.

The Saracen cavalry was a little panicked and hurriedly drew their bows to shoot, but the arrows were immediately bounced off when they hit the gargoyles, and could not hurt this thick-skinned constructed monster at all.

"Why panic, just two constructed monsters."

Master Ali snorted coldly, took out his staff and waved it gently, and vines broke out from the ground, binding all the constructed monsters up, and no matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free.

"Governor, the Franks are catching up! It's those feathered cavalry!"

Master Ali waved his scepter again, and the tall palm trees and date palms behind him immediately trembled. They pulled out their roots, and the thickest branches became hands, pulling up small trees as weapons.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of huge tree people appeared in front of the Crusaders.

They all roared, and then waved their huge tree spears and pounced on the winged cavalry. Just looking at the size comparison, no matter how elite the cavalry is, it is impossible for them to be their opponents.

Master Ali frowned.

For a natural spellcaster like him, fighting in the climate of the Holy Land, his combat power would actually be greatly reduced.

Because the tallest trees native to this place are those palm trees, but their texture is far from being strong, and their number is limited. Even with his magic power, the combat power of the war tree people born is quite average.

If he fought in the mountains in the north with vast primeval forests, he could just move his staff to produce ancient war trees that could kill even high-level dragons, which would not cause much consumption for him, because he could borrow the power of nature to the maximum extent.

If it weren't for the prince Lothar who cultivated three "sacred trees" that made him salivate, he would never accept Saladin's recruitment.

In the past, he despised those spellcasters driven by secular lords the most.

"Continue to retreat!"

"Okay, I'll give the order now!"

Governor Majid nodded hurriedly. Just now, he saw Ali's spells with his own eyes and realized that this inconspicuous old man actually possessed such terrifying power, which was much more powerful than the spells used in the previous attack on Natawa Castle!

Governor Majid was about to say something, but he found that Master Ali's face changed drastically and he hurriedly raised the scepter in his hand.

At this moment, Master Ali suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill on his back, and every hair stood up in fear. The triggered magic shields he set up exploded like fireworks.

A sharp sword blade had already pierced out from behind him.

Without time to look back, Master Ali released his most powerful spell without hesitation.

A turquoise light shot up into the sky, and countless green light spots fell into the ground like fireflies, and suddenly turned into huge ancient trees. They grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, wrapping Master Ali in them.

Soon, these trees turned into a wooden dragon woven from vines and branches.

Governor Majid, who was very close, was almost crushed to death by the giant that suddenly appeared, and rolled on the ground to avoid it.

His mount was not so lucky, and together with a dozen personal guards, they were all crushed into meat paste by the giant.

"What a close call."

Only then did Master Ali have time to sigh.

If he hadn't heard from his colleagues before he came that there was an elusive assassin among the Franks and had taken precautions in advance, he would have been worried that he would die in one encounter.

"I clearly didn't feel the breath of the magic-blocking gold, so why did the sword in that woman's hand seem to be more threatening than the magic-blocking gold?"

The huge wooden dragon looked around, and the powerful mental power made every inch of the surrounding land included in his perception, but it seemed that everything just now was just his illusion, and no one came to assassinate him.

At this moment.

Accompanied by bursts of roars.

The war tree people who blocked the enemy turned into burning torches with a bang, and the knights riding on the backs of giant war horses, wearing golden masks, rushed out of the sea of ​​fire as if bathed in flames.

Looking at the pair of indifferent eyes, even Master Ali, who was "driving" the wooden dragon at the moment, couldn't help but feel a strong palpitation.

In a trance, his spiritual vision seemed to see an incomparable giant dragon behind the knight stepping on the flames, which was definitely not comparable to the wooden dragon he created with magic.

"What a terrible guy."

"Prince Lothar, can we talk?"

The knight on horseback raised his head in surprise.

"As long as there is a tree of life, I will agree to fight for you!"

The corners of Lothar's mouth curled up slightly, with some disdain.

What the hell are you thinking about?

Master Ali felt a little embarrassed, but the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. He knew very well that enemies of Lothar's level were not easy to deal with, even if they didn't talk about the attribute restraint.

But if he wanted to obtain the tree of life, he had to confront this man.

There was no room for maneuver, because he could feel that this was his only chance to enter the legendary realm.

That was the legendary realm that all spellcasters dreamed of!

"You will regret it!"

As if sensing Lothar's disdain, the wooden dragon roared, and countless green rhizomes immediately grew under Lothar's feet. The rhizomes were all densely packed with spikes, and they immediately entangled Lothar as soon as they broke out of the ground.

The Eclipse let out a melodious cry, and a layer of dark green hellfire immediately lingered on its body. The whole horse completely broke free from the shackles of gravity and leaped into the air.

There was no need to transform into a real dragon. Lothar raised his hand high, surrounded by a golden glow, and the "Spear of Destiny" surrounded by red and black dragons could be vaguely seen on it, piercing the wooden dragon like golden lightning.

The defensive spells that Master Ali was proud of, just rippled layer by layer, and then disintegrated with a bang. Even the huge wooden dragon seemed to be affected by a vast and majestic power, and its spiritual operation became rigid and had a tendency to disintegrate.

That was the effect of the dragon's energy breaking the law.

Following closely.

Almost stepping on the tail of the "Spear of Destiny", Cherinina's figure flashed like a meteor, and the layers of piled wooden strips were easily split by the sword energy, and the azure blade with the power of strangling pierced through Master Ali's chest.

Cherinina looked at the enemy in front of her with a calm expression.

The power of strangling made Master Ali's spell that was ready to be launched collapse.

Without hesitation.

Cherinina drew her sword again and cut off the head full of disbelief. The gust of wind turned into a sharp blade and crushed it in an instant. She deeply learned from Lothar's teaching that after killing the enemy, he should finish off the enemy immediately.