608 Trap within a Trap Part 1 (2/2)

Saleen was not upset because he understood what the warhorses meant to them.

”This is a gigantic trap. Once it is complete, all the fog will turn into flames. I cannot protect so many warhorses.” Saleen's voice was infused with a queer wind-element spell. The change in frequency could not be detected by humans, but it had an effect of convincing the listeners. The warriors were no longer so agitated, but they still could not bear to leave behind their companions.

Saleen also felt that it was a waste. Now was not the time to be stingy. He gave Aini a glance. Aini had been observing Saleen's actions all this while. He tried to transform the enemy's corpses into undead soldiers, but that only hastened the decomposition of the corpses. Now that Saleen had given him the green light for the warhorses, Aini did not hesitate.

Death transformation!

This was a grade-4 spell that was used only on creatures that were grade-3 and below. These warhorses had been trained well and possessed the bloodline of grade-2 beasts, otherwise they would not have been able to carry soldiers clad in metal armor into battle for such a long time.

Grim beams of light appeared and the warhorses were being transformed by Aini into spirits of the dead. Their flesh was being torn away from their bones and they cried out in pain. The warriors were furious, but there was nothing they could do against a grade-6 death mage. All of them were red with anger, but it was covered up by their faceguards.

The red-robed Bishops realized what Saleen was doing and was momentarily taken aback. He did not think that Saleen would bring along such a huge metal house

Although the mage was dressed in a queer fashion, he must at least be grade-5 or he could not possibly own such an expensive spatial equipment.

The dimension stone was different from the devil ring in that the former could be used directly while the latter would need to be refined by a mage. If one was lucky, one might be able to pick up a dimension stone in the wild. An equipment that took up such a large space could never land itself in the hands of an ordinary mage.

Saleen was killing the warhorses so that they could be transformed into spirits of the dead and be stored in the green spirit gemstone. His train of thought was clear and he knew what the final result of the array would be. It would be a terrifying trap. Without such a huge metal house, all the soldiers around him would be burned to death. Only those that he was able to protect would survive.

As for those Qin elite soldiers that had come to attack, Saleen could not afford to care about them. He vaguely saw about one-thousand knights approaching before being trapped in an independent dimension. They were only a few hundred yards apart, but they could no longer communicate with each other.

”Narnia, I need your phoenix spell,” Saleen requested. His metal barrack has been constructed and both death warhorses and skeletal warhorses had been kept by Aini.

Seeing Narnia's hesitation, Saleen said, ”Take these first.”

Saleen gave Narnia a crystal white ring and a piece of dragonshard. The core of the dragonshard had already been used up so only a few shattered pieces were left. These two items could quickly restore mental strength and magic chords each.

Upon seeing these two items, Narnia stopped hesitating and began to prepare her spell.

”Aini, escort your parents in.”

”You don't need my help anymore?” Fellet asked with a smile. He was pleased with how Saleen was commanding with composure.

”The real battle has yet to come. Let's survive this round first,” Saleen said and began to prepare his spells. Aini's bodyguards had all entered the barrack while the soldiers of the royal swordsmen camp insisted on leaving behind a small troop of fifty men to help Cuisi with the white-robed warriors that were still fighting on.

Saleen took in a few deep breaths and said to Narnia, ”After I say 'begin', release the phoenix ten seconds after the last note ends.”

Narnia could not open her mouth so she only nodded.

The red-robed Bishop did not know what Saleen was up to. He noticed the two mages preparing their spells and ignored them at first. When the female mage released a gigantic phoenix that was paired with a restorative magic cast by the male mage dressed in a colorful robe, the phoenix began to rise. Wherever it passed, water elements that had solidified into fog began to burn.

The red-robed Bishop was shocked. Making water elements burn was something that existed only in high-level divine spells and could only be cast by at least a grade-8 holy priest. This was also the key to the array. That mage was now burning off large amounts of the fog prematurely which would greatly reduce the power of the array.

If the two mages could not be stopped, then the only thing left was to start the attack earlier.

The red-robed Bishop helplessly took out a book, gently flipped it open and began to chant the prayers.

”To the mighty God, my Father, please listen to my plea…”

The red-robed Bishop's prayers had only just begun and the temperature of the fog in Green Dragon Stone was already increasing rapidly. Outside of Green Dragon Stone, the six enormous mountains were also revealing a red light.