Chapter 1467: Support Arrives (Updated)

On the most unlucky wizarding world combat troops on the battlefields of the Fallout arc world.

It is neither the Ash Holy Tower Legion under Thane nor the Knight Legion under the two fourth-level knights, but the Deep Blue Holy Tower Summoner Legion that has been stranded on the battlefield of the radiation arc world!

It is estimated that Baron, the fourth-level peak summoner, would never have imagined that the war here would eventually turn into such a quagmire before he was injured and left the radiation arc world battlefield.

It's not that Thain and others didn't take enough care of the Deep Blue Summoning Holy Tower, but it's just that the battle here is too fierce.

The Ashes Holy Tower Legion under Thain's command were all severely damaged. Without the protection of their own fourth-level tower master, the situation of the Deep Blue Holy Tower Legion was naturally even worse.

However, the magicians of the Deep Blue Summoning Holy Tower, like their tower master, are still quite enlightened.

Faced with the various combat instructions given by the fourth-level magician Master Thain, most of the magicians in the Deep Blue Summoning Holy Tower have completed their tasks well.

For this reason, in recent years of fighting side by side, Ashes Holy Tower magicians and Deep Blue Summoning Holy Tower magicians have generally formed a good friendship.

The only pity is that the space fortress where Deep Blue Summons the Holy Tower crashed seven years ago.

Now if the magicians of the Deep Blue Summoning Holy Tower want to take a rest, they can only go to Thain's Ashes Fortress.

The other two knights' space fortresses do not have the various magic materials that the summoners urgently need to supplement.

Several deep yellow radiation beams shot out from the top of the leaning tower, pointing directly at the federal giant mecha with an obvious target.

With the support of Falk and Nimitz in the Leaning Tower, the pressure on the second-level summoner on the battlefield was obviously reduced.

An injured and violent brown bear, amplified by the elemental power of this second-level summoner, once again grew in size by two parts and rushed towards the federal mecha.

This is still not an easy battle, especially since Falk and others rely on the power of the leaning tower to provide support, which will also attract firepower from Gallente Federation ships in disguise.

This is how the ruined leaning tower buildings collapsed.

I don’t know how long this crumbling leaning tower can last.

In war, time passes very quickly, but sometimes it also passes very slowly.

Not long after, Falk, who was in the control room of the leaning tower, was immediately knocked unconscious by the violent impact of the surrounding explosion.

I don’t know how much has passed

After a long time, when Falk woke up from his coma, the originally crumbling leaning tower seemed to have been reduced to ruins.

Fortunately, the control room of the magic tower had an additional reinforced defensive array, and at least Falk was not annihilated into dregs.

Even though the pain on his body was so severe now, it was a bit unbearable even with the willpower of a formal magician.

I looked around and saw a cloud of gray smoke in the vast ruins.

At least Falk couldn't see any enemies for the time being, and he also didn't see any friendly knights or magicians.

Can't stay here long!

Falk, who had regained some strength, struggled to stand up from the ground.

The survivability and anti-attack ability of a first-level magician are still much too weak in comparison.

If it is a level two or above magician who possesses the true form of the elements, he will not be so embarrassed in a blow of this level.

Falk stood up again, looked around, and found Master Nimitz in the ruins not far away.

Master Nimitz's current condition is very bad. His body is covered in blood and his lips are gray, and he seems to be on his deathbed.

If he hadn't felt Master Nimitz's mental power fluctuate, Falk would have thought that the other party was already dead.

After pulling Master Nimitz out of the ruins, Falk supported him and walked south.

Falk vaguely remembered that there was a magic bunker there, which was barely enough for the two of them to take shelter.

Falk was still too young, and it was his first time to participate in a plane war, so he was not ruthless enough.

With his current ability, he can't even condense excess magic power, but he still has the leisure to save others.

This is also a common problem among magicians trained by normal Holy Tower organizations.

If it were in a dark environment, the group of black magicians cultivated would probably have run away alone a long time ago.

Maybe even some dead money will be made.

When Falk helped Nimitz up, the old magician suddenly sobered up for a moment as if he had regained consciousness.

He glanced at Falk and the surrounding situation, and said in a hoarse voice: "Leave me alone, you go first."

Falk turned a deaf ear. In his opinion, the magic bunker was not far from here, and the two of them had a chance to get there.

Nimitz sighed, he took off a magic ring, and tremblingly tried to stuff it into

Nimitz's arms.

"I have never accepted a disciple in my life, nor have I established any blood family. Since we are destined, you can take this ring away. I probably won't be able to survive." Nimitz said slowly.

This magic ring contains not only Master Nimitz's collection and personal fortune, but also probably some of his experimental research and experience.

Master Nimitz's approach was almost like entrusting the inheritance of his knowledge to Falk.

The inheritance of magicians is that simple.

Falk didn't think so much. He couldn't think of trying to seize the assets of the magician from the Holy Tower.

Master Nimitz must have seen the character of this young first-level magician, so he entrusted everything to Falk before his death.

Falk really didn't have the energy to persuade Master Nimitz to cheer up.

As he was struggling to help Master Nimitz walk towards the magic bunker, a "boom!" sound came from the sky above his head.

The gray smoke in the sky was too thick, and for a moment, Falk couldn't see what was there.

However, when he heard this sound, Falk's weak spirit couldn't help but be alert.

Because it was very similar to the low-altitude flight of small warships and drones of the Gallente Federation.

But soon, Falk realized that the flight of the Gallente Federation's warships was still slightly different from these sounds.

When he raised his head and looked up at the sky, the originally thick gray smoke, pulled by the strong air waves, mostly dissipated.

What appeared in front of Falke and others was not the Gallente Federation battleship drone, but a series of densely packed, endless magic energy mechanical bees and two towering space fortresses, which slowly showed their huge figures at the end of Falke's vision.

"Master Nimitz, has our support finally arrived?" Falke's eyes seemed to be fascinated by a lot of wind and sand. The official magician of the Ashes Saint asked with a sob.

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At the same time, the star ring battlefield in the radiation arc plane.

Sion, who maintained the true body of the devil's law, looked at the large number of wizard civilization war legions that appeared at the end of the sky with a burning gaze. --------------------

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