Chapter 1020： Annihilation force (2/2)
Layers of waves suddenly appeared on the surface of the armor that seemed to be made of metal, and the two Griffon riders and their mounts melted into the armor, leaving only a spot of rust on the spot.
After just half a second of planting, even the spots disappeared completely.
The sentry's voice came from the crystal: "The second attack is invalid, the target is not damaged! Keep approaching our defense line!"
Rosetta calmly stared at the image projected on the phantom wall: "Continue."
The third ball of light rose, and correspondingly, another camp on the defense line suddenly plunged into darkness.
A huge mushroom cloud once again covered the sky and the sun rose, and the giant's figure was once again shrouded in a heavy curtain, but the heavy footsteps once again sounded from the depths of the explosion cloud. The earth was still shaking, accompanied by this terrible tremor. , The huge iron-gray figure stepped out boldly!
Palin Winterhold stood on the tall mage tower, watching the giant in the distance that were constantly approaching the Winterhold through another set of monitoring devices. This knowledgeable and brave battle mage leader felt his heart beating. , He has never experienced the tension, fear, or even despair like today. Even without the spiritual pollution from the gods, the tremendous pressure still makes him feel a little suffocated. He looked at the giant marching forward and firmly grasped After making a fist, I realized that the palms of my palms and the backs of my hands were all sweaty.
Three annihilation creations! three times! Even the strongest fortress created by mankind cannot be safe after being bombarded by this terrible magic, but that giant...he didn't even slow down!
Palin Winterhold knows what the creation of annihilation is. He has personally participated in the analysis and restoration of this ancient magic, and personally completed the last link of it. This is a terrible power from the ancient Gondor era. There was only dark blue. The magic of the well can support it to appear in this world, and nowadays, Typhon’s mages can rely on unique group spellcasting skills and a huge supply of magic power to make it reappear in the world.
Every annihilation is accompanied by a huge price. Hundreds of extraordinary people will be drained. The priceless crystals and gems will be burned into powder. It is more likely that many people will pay their lives. A "cost-effective" weapon. When it was completed, many wizards even felt disappointed that it would be difficult to use in actual combat, but now it has been taken out to achieve a task that must be completed no matter how much it is paid. But... can this really be done?
The sound of drooling came from the side. The Earl of Winterhold knew that this was an unintentional movement made by a nervous mage officer, but he did not have the slightest thought of criticism at this moment. He just stared at the magic projection. The sight, staring at the figure of the giant.
Suddenly, his gaze stopped somewhere on the giant's body.
Near the shoulder armor of the giant, there was a very inconspicuous black mark on the surface of the armor near the arm. It was so inconspicuous that at first Palin Winterhold thought it was just a stain, but he was very Quickly reacted: How could there be stains on the gods?
That is a crack! A real crack!
The protection of the gods can be penetrated!
Palin Winterhold felt his breath suddenly rush, and the wizard who was in charge of observing and reporting not far from him had walked to the transmission crystal, and the latter reported with a trace of tension: "Third time... third The attack was invalid, the target was not affected..."
"The attack is effective!" The earl of Winterhold rushed to the communication crystal like a gust of wind, and even almost knocked the wizard sentry responsible for reporting the situation. "Your Majesty, the third attack is effective! A crack appeared in the target's armor. The protection can be penetrated!"
He reported excitedly, and the opposite of the Transmitting Crystal responded to him with a short second of silence and a calm voice: "Continue."
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The image presented on the phantom wall was disturbed by magical power. After a while, the disturbance disappeared, and the continuously advancing giant appeared again in front of Rosetta Augustus.
At the feet of the giant, the "war scorch" filled with death, blood, and flame has spread to the edge of the Winterhold defense line.
But the giant was not without damage to his armor. There was indeed a line of cracks. Although inconspicuous, the cracks really existed.
Rosetta narrowed her eyes slightly.
Today is the New Calendar Festival.
Today's gods... are not invincible.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded out of thin air, saying very untimely: "On the surface it seems to be progressing well...but it seems that the'good cards' you reserve are not enough to intercept them before He completely destroys the entire defense line. "
The illusory starlight was surging in the Secret Hall, and an empty eye was floating in the air, watching Rosetta.
"What is the spell you used... Ah, it does seem to have some power, but after all, it is still a bit short. To destroy a **** with these arrangements alone, is it a bit far?
"In other words...Is the **** of this giant image really the God of War... It seems different from what I remember..."
"Did it be madness that distorted his image? It's sad, it's such a sad thing to fall into madness..."
Rosetta Augustus didn't seem to hear the chattering of that eye in his ear. He just calmly stared at the scene on the magical projection, then raised his head and glanced at the sky to the west.
"The fourth attack is effective. Your Majesty, the target continues to suffer, but there is still no sign of weakening. The target is starting to approach the first cordon!"
Rosetta retracted her gaze and looked at the magic illusion projected on the wall in front of her.
"carry on."