Chapter 1112
"So...what can I do to defeat our extremely cautious, almost impossible Duke of Byrne who was defeated under equal conditions?"
Standing under a transmitter, the elf Prince holding his shoulders tilted his head, the corners of his mouth and eyes were crooked, and he shook his head as if he was asking questions.
"Enclosed on all sides, an invulnerable trap? The way of a powerful warrior, a sufficiently powerful warrior? Absolutely crushed forces, targeted attacks or surprise attacks?"
"It's a pity Ah...but the defeat at the Battle of Eboden is enough to prove that none of these are; in front of the Duke of Byrne, who is cautiously plot against and clearly too strong, it is naive to want to kill him by these!"
"His Royal Highness tried again and again, and probably summed up two prerequisites;" the little Prince, the elf muttering to himself, raised the two fingers of his right hand triumphantly.
The wizard wizards behind him are intensively preparing for the launcher.
Five wizards are stationed on both sides of the launcher, they are responsible for adjusting and controlling the angle of the launcher, aiming and ensuring that the launcher is stable;
Five wizards are standing on launching Behind the device is responsible for loading ammunition and opening the core to ensure that every link of the firing is accurate;
Fifteen wizard warriors are around, responsible for the loading, ammunition handling, and launching of the launcher. The erection and movement of the launcher, as well as the stabilization of the launcher at critical moments.
A total of ten wizards and fifteen elite soldiers can complete all operations of a launcher-considering the launcher's range and formidable power, all of this is worthwhile.
For this launcher, the Elf Prince has prepared five times the manpower; at the same time, not only has the launcher’s caliber more than tripled, even the main material manufactured has changed from bronze to secret. silver.
"First of all, try to avoid premeditated things-acting on the fly is what our dear friend Loren Torino is the least good at; he is very cautious, but... not good at dealing with emergencies Situation. Generally, in this situation, our Lord Byrne chooses to come in person."
"So as long as he is forced to do it himself, it means that the matter is beyond his control. "
"Secondly, he is very rational, but he is not rational enough, he is still emotional; he is not a devil, not a murderous man, not a man who can force himself to the maximum in order to win, but he can't do it by fair means or foul, a guy with a principle and a bottom line."
"This is a very interesting opponent, abide by the principle, always abide by the principle before the other party actively destroys the tacit understanding-do not take the initiative to hurt the opponent’s captive, no Do bad things to cut off children, keep your promises, and never break your promises unless as a last resort."
"This is very lucky. I also like this kind of humane, bottom-line guy in doing things. "
"And the more fortunate thing is that...I am not."
The little elven Prince smiled brilliantly.
The blindfolded elf girl standing aside held a long sword in her arms and was silent.
"Ready, the transmitter is on standby!"
Along with an elf wizard raising the command flag in his hand, the mithril chief covered with rune The transmitter that made up the main body sent disturbing tremors and low noises.
"His Royal Highness, please give an order!"
"There is nothing to order, loyal and loyal soldiers of the Kingdom, your mission is very simple." The chuckling elf Little Prince, very random gestures said:
"Uh...just level the launcher, aim at up ahead, the maximum power, how much to hit, and hit until the launcher is broken or you guys are broken. So far, um...that’s it."
"Then...well, this is my only one prayer, my dear Lord Byrne, please don’t hide suddenly and calmly in this brief moment Open, just stand in front, take my last surprise...please."
The little Prince, the elf with his hands folded, prayed in a low voice like a joke: "...launch."
"Launch————!!!!"
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"Everyone—get down, hurry up Get out of the way--!"
Lu Sien's horrified roar echoed in the center of a silent battlefield.
Almost the overwhelming majority of the Byrne Knights, their faces are full of confusion; the overwhelming majority are still immersed in the joy of victory that just broke through, and they don’t know what happened; they are scattered in tens of thousands. The hundreds of Fiend hunters in the army were faintly aware, but they were only able to warn the surrounding soldiers, and their effect was very limited.
The elf warriors who remained on the battlefield discovered the anomaly. They turned back in horror, but often fell under the sword of Byrne Knight before saying anything.
What's more, the "proud" Byrne Knights do not care about the reaction of a group of self-defeated.
It's not just the huge Void Power that frightens Lu Sien, but the direction that the power is aimed at. If his perception is correct, then the thing is facing the empire. Avenue.
If you launch at this distance, with the condensed Void Power’s formidable power, I’m afraid it can penetrate the entire battlefield directly!
And Loren Torino, who stands at the very center of the queue, bears the brunt!
The clenched Lucian kept knocking off Byrne Knight who was in front of him, and rushed towards the front of the queue.
It doesn’t matter if I die... Even if nothing remains, the bastard Asriel will find a way to resurrect himself; even if he is completely reduced to his apostle, he can at least continue to be like now In this way... Keep fighting.
But Lord Loren...Loren...
The dazzling spot of light lit up from the end of Empire Avenue, like the second round sun rising from the horizon, finally calming down the battlefield. There was a bit of commotion.
"What is that? Is it the transmitter of the long ears?"
"In this case, don't we have to disperse quickly, and we will die if we are hit by that thing. "
"All be quiet, keep the formation, you are proud Byrne Knights, what do you look like in a panic!"
"Yes, that thing is Lide There is still a bit of a threat. Just rush up bravely!"
The restless soldiers, and Knight and officers who are trying to maintain order... The gritted Lu Sien rushed through the crowd, desperately letting him I don't look at everything around me.
I can't save them, so at least...at least keep Loren!
The first time... he hates himself so much. Why is it that he is from Eleman? Even if he is from Eleman, why is there a "traditional" figure of Eleman? !
Continuously pushing away the silhouette in front of him, the silver-gray pupils can already see the hunting black Golden Lion battle flag at the forefront of the army array.
In the next second, the blooming rays of light instantly drenched his vision into white; among countless exclamations, roaring air waves tore the woods on both sides of the avenue to shreds, burning The heat wave danced spirally in the air.
"Loren——!!!!!!"
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The explosion sounded only for a moment, it came quickly , Go faster.
Tinnitus, chest tightness, numbness, numbness, turning around and a little vomiting...this is how the elf Prince feels at this moment, even when he was perished with the dark blue giant dragon Iolite last time. It's not as uncomfortable as it is now.
It was like...like the entire world was destroyed next to him, so that the adjective little Prince seemed to be too exaggerated, but the feeling at that moment was indeed the same!
Coughing constantly, trying to stand up but found that his hands and feet are weak, and the little elf Prince, who has a dull chest, struggled a few times.
He could hear some voice calling to himself, but that voice sounded so far, far away, as far away as a world, so untouchable.
"pa!"
A tender little hand grabbed the little Prince who had almost fallen to the ground again, and forcibly supported him with a force that was absolutely incompatible with his body shape.
"Lolly?!"
"His Royal Highness, please don't speak for the time being to calm your emotions." The expressionless blindfolded girl supported the fairy Prince, letting him lean against him. Next to the pile of rubble that was turned up: "You need to be calm now. Excessive emotions will cause harm to your body."
"Uh...well."
Long Rodría Azores who breathed comfortably had to be nodded, but his gaze was still involuntarily sweeping around.
"How about the casualties?"
"You mean..."
"I mean the wizard that controls the launcher, uh...and others in the barracks The warriors." Little Elf Prince added hastily.
"Thirty wizards, fifteen have died suddenly, three have been seriously injured, and the rest are in a coma so the situation is unknown." Lori Zade said indifferently: "The two warrior teams are almost the same. More than two hundred or so, because they are too close, I am afraid that I will not be spared. The rest are not affected. The specific number of casualties will have to wait for a while."
"Does it sound good? "The little Prince is very relaxed laughed, although it looks more like taking pleasure in other people's misfortune.
Trenches, wooden fences, earth walls... are all gone, all were leveled by the formidable power that just fired from the launcher. The camp is in a mess, and there are rubbles overturned by air waves everywhere. Yuan, as if it had just been caught in a fire.
As for the casualties...well, in fact, this is what he cares most about now.
He has twice the strength of Loren Torino, even if he is still alive, he can hold his head firmly; and now he is dead with heavy casualties?
Being penetrated by the launcher from the center, Byrne Legion, who is trifling 20,000 troops, may have been wiped out!
Well, although it should be almost done on my own side.
The launcher designed by the Azorean wizards to target giant dragons, from the very beginning, did not consider "flat fire" as a choice; because of the formidable power of this weapon, even Changing the material to Mithril can not withstand the Void Power accumulated in an instant.
In principle, it is still a trebuchet operated by Void Power, and the "Jiao lightsaber", which embodies the essence of Isaac's research, are two completely different things.
even more how Little Elf Prince increased the formidable power by three times in pursuit of one strike certain kill...Even the transmitter that could withstand the carrying capacity of Mithril is absolutely unbearable. NS.
But all this is worth it!
As long as you can kill Loren Torino, even if you lose twice the loss, it’s worth it-without this rival, first of all, the group of Knights who came to Byrne will fall into a situation where there is no leader. There is no need to be so cautious anymore, it is really cost-effective and cannot be more cost-effective.
The elated little Prince raised his eyes and looked towards the other end of the battlefield with a smile, and then...
"en?"
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Lu Sien's eyes shrank, who fell to the ground, froze in the final moment of horror, but his eyes completely changed.
The black-bottomed Golden Lion battle flag is still hunting;
I, sitting on the ground, is still alive;
Behind him, Legion, There are still shouts or shouts of lose one's head out of fear, or exclamations;
Everything... seems to be no different from the last second.
But it shouldn’t be like this!
The dazzling rays of light dissipated, and the silhouette of the black hair wizard remained motionless and sculpturally standing in place, but the right hand holding the big sword inserted the sword edge on the ground, and the right hand was bent. Keep lifting up, aiming up ahead.
The gray pupil of dumbfounded, he doesn't know what to say anymore.
"Luo, Lord Loren, what is this..."
"Lu Sien?"
The black hair wizard with a hint of surprise looks back—— Although I can always feel the void reaction of the gray pupil boy, it is two different things to confirm with my own eyes and just know:
"Ah, you said this...how to explain it, although I can't use it for the time being. Void Power, but if you think about it..."
"This also means that ordinary Void Power can't cause little bit damage to me either."
Open The second valve, that's how it is.
If you want to hurt Evil God, or any existence that has opened the second valve, a sufficiently powerful Void Power is the first to bear the brunt;
But the premise of "powerful Void Power" must be It's a single individual—the accumulation of mere numbers may have some changes to the material world, but it is meaningless to the existence of the void.
And even if all the Void Powers of the thirty wizards add up, they are far from enough to suppress the current Loren Torino.
He didn't lose his power, but had to suppress his void reaction in order to avoid losing control.
This...is the most important thing!
The dumbfounded gray pupil stared at the scene in front of him-with the black hair wizard as the dividing line, almost all of the imperial avenue in front was burned by the blow of the launcher just now, because it was burning. It is too thorough, except for the ashes and coke-like ruins, not even the fire star can be seen.
Such images are far beyond his imagination and understanding.
"Then, Lord Loren, we...what shall we do next?"
For the sluggish lifts the head, Lucien stammered.
"Next..." Looking at the Byrne Knights who had just reacted behind him and exclaimed, Loren chuckled and shrugged:
"Since it's already The breakthrough is successful, then it is time to retreat."