bookrandom Chapter 478: Using Life to Consume Our Spell Reserves
Chapter 478: Using Life to Consume Our Spell Reserves
When Kong Er followed Nemia to the South Gate, the city defense team was just taking turns.
According to Ivan's design, this rotation-based combat method is only necessary when a battle of extremely high intensity occurs.
After all, the energy to execute spell strikes comes from those crystals.
All the operator needs to do is to put in the effort to activate [Clairvoyance] to search for the enemy.
High-intensity combat would consume too much energy of the dark elves.
Therefore, every twenty activations, these operators need to exchange positions with their teammates and quickly recover themselves.
Nimia had already started communicating with her companions using sign language and ran to the front of the city wall to cast spells.
Kong'er walked behind an arrow stack and stuck his head out to look out.
Although the orcs' low-light vision was not as sharp as that of the dark elves, under the light of the stone pillars, they could still see the scene outside the city wall clearly.
I saw dense crowds of gray dwarves appearing less than a hundred yards away from the city wall, and behind them, there were groups of dwarves lying on the ground, which looked like there were at least five hundred of them.
I don’t know whether I am alive or dead.
The dwarves riding on tall lizards howled strangely and threw fist-sized stones at the city wall with simple slings.
Some dark elves who were concentrating on recovering were unfortunately hit by stones and fell to the ground wailing.
Konger retracted his head and happened to see curly-haired Percy hiding behind the arrow stack like him.
Although this human is a stranger, I have become familiar with him in the past few days.
Seeing the look in Kong'er's eyes, Percy took the initiative to speak to him and explained the current situation.
“There’s something wrong with those duergar!
They first sent a team of fifty people to test the waters, but they were immobilized by the city defense artillery.
Captain Feilin tried to shout at the other side, but more gray dwarves rushed over from behind. "
A stone hit the city wall next to him, and the broken stones flew in all directions like sharp daggers.
Percy shrank his neck, and after making sure he was fine, he continued to yell at the air ear.
“There’s something so wrong with them!
Any troop, after suffering such heavy casualties, would at least withdraw from the range of the city defense artillery and make new plans.
But now, they are still charging!"
Kong Er did not reply. He took out his fine gold stick and stuck his head out to check again.
After a while, he quickly hid behind the arrow stack.
In this kind of city defense battle, he, a sword master, can do nothing before the enemy rushes up the city wall.
But the glance just now made him discover some anomalies in the enemy's formation.
He crouched down and ran to Nimia who was commanding the divine magician troops, and spoke to the dark elf who was not as tall as an arrow target even if he stood upright.
“The enemy’s formation doesn’t just include dwarves!
I saw a few tall guys behind the team!"
Nimya looked at the brown-skinned young orc, whose eyes showed no sign of hiding his emotions for her.
As if possessed by a ghost, Nimia stretched out her hand and gently placed the magic on Kong Er's cheek.
“Koru…help me inform Lady Iris.
These gray dwarves are using their lives to deplete our spell reserves!
We need Lady Iris's help!"
……
At this moment, Iris was sitting in her room in a daze.
She turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only a jewel necklace in her hand emitting a faint green light.
"Father……"
Her mental state was very bad.
Although the body of a god makes Iris much stronger than the creatures in the main plane, she is suppressed by the plane after all, and gods also need to sleep.
Iris hasn't closed her eyes at all these days.
She gently rubbed the gems on the necklace with her fingers, and the loneliness and regret in her heart almost swallowed her up.
This was a gift given to her by her father and mother when she was a thousand years old.
As a native elven god, the time spent in the growth period is exactly the same as that of the high elves.
At the age of a thousand, she was still just a little kid who had not grown up, enjoying the love and favor from her parents and other elven gods.
At that time, Elohine had not yet started a rebellion and turned into an ugly person with eight spider legs on her lower body.
If I could go back to the past...even if it was before I ran away from home, maybe my father would not leave me...
Iilistraee, who had lived for nearly thirty thousand years, felt for the first time as weak as a child.
However, the sudden throbbing in her heart made her straighten up like a cat with its fur standing on end.
She closed her eyes and immersed her consciousness into her other self.
At the edge of the gray forest, in a hidden tree hole, a thin dark elf opened his eyes and suddenly rushed out.
The close-fitting leather armor on her body made her movements very light.
Jumping nimbly on the tree trunks, he arrived at the edge of the forest in an instant.
On the flat ground on the other side of the Miral River, the sound of countless horse hooves roared, and the smoke and dust stirred up floated in the air, covering the entire field of vision.
Her pupils shrank slightly, and she observed carefully for a while, then quickly used the tree trunk to catapult herself towards the elf courtyard.
At the same time, not far away, several chipmunks also jumped down from the tree trunk.
They don't jump from tree to tree like the dark ranger.
The chipmunks squeaked a few times to each other and then ran off in the other direction.
The dark elf noticed the little guys, but she had no time to pay attention.
This body is the clone that Iris left in the Haze Forest.
Although Angharris arranged several elven gods to act as scouts, Iris did not trust these gods who had not been in the main plane for a long time.
Once one gets used to a life of luxury in the Kingdom of God, even if faced with such a major change, it is not certain that one will be able to quickly change his contempt for ordinary creatures.
These guys sure didn't keep their guard up.
But his two daughters stayed in the Haze Forest.
As a mother, how can I ignore the risks they will face?
Just as Iris was controlling her clone to move among the trees, a rapid sound rang out in the temple below.
Iris had no time to be distracted now. She had to bring the news of the approaching enemy to the Elf Courtyard as quickly as possible.
These days, that brat Alvin has come up with a lot of new gadgets.
But Iris still had some doubts about whether these big trees and metal tubes could be used to deal with the enemy's attacks.
If Alvin's plan failed, he would take Xiling and Lian and escape immediately.
As for other gods, they were not within her consideration.
This clone of Iris is of very good quality and has inherited almost all of her ranger abilities.
She was getting faster and faster.
Soon, the high white stone walls of the Elven Courtyard came into view.
But at this moment, the same shouting sound came again from where the main body was.
"Your Highness Elise!
Please go and help Nemea and the others!
There are too many enemies, they won't be able to hold out for long!"