Chapter 100 The Great Magician Is Useless

The great magician of Yale in mid-air felt the powerful magical power from these fiery red rays of light, and was horrified in his heart.

If he was not mistaken, these fiery red lights were probably the lights caused by the so-called magic shells.

If these magic shells are allowed to fall into the formation of the San Joan Legion, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking of this, the great magician of Yale didn't dare to hesitate, and the magic power in his body was fully activated, and several lightning bolts shot out from his hand, hitting those magic shells.

However, when the lightning had just touched those fiery red rays of light, a faint cyan light lit up outside those rays of light at the same time, completely canceling out these few bolts of lightning in an instant, and had no effect on them at all.

The great magician of Yale was taken aback.

Even though these few lightning bolts look inconspicuous, they are Thunder Wrath, one of the eighth-level magics. Any lightning bolt contains terrifying power.

He thought he could rely on magic to directly destroy those magic shells, but he didn't expect that the magic shells could actually protect against magic attacks, and even resist the powerful eighth-level magic attacks!

However, at this time, there was no time for him to be surprised and think about the reasons. Seeing that the magic shells were about to fall, the great magician of Yale did not dare to hesitate at all. A huge magic shield enveloped the soldiers of the San Joan Legion below.

The great magician of Yale is best at wind magic. This wind magic shield, which is strong enough to resist level 9 magic attacks and can even offset part of forbidden magic attacks, opened, and immediately formed a light cyan light curtain in the air, covering the sky. They were all dyed a pale blue.

The soldiers of St. Joan's Legion below watched several rays of light representing magic shells falling, and when they were panicking, they saw the great magician of Yale open his magic shield and heaved a sigh of relief.

However, the smiles on their faces had just emerged, and they found that after the fiery red rays of light hit the magic shield opened by the great magician of Yale, they didn't even slow down at all, and directly penetrated the magic shield . It fell straight down.

"Boom boom boom boom—"

Several fiery red rays of light fell, immediately triggering an extremely violent explosion.

The flames exploded, accompanied by countless soldiers of the San Joan Legion who were directly blown up, and the scene fell into chaos in an instant.

Regal's eyes widened. He glanced at the chaotic scene in shock, then suddenly raised his head to look at the great Yale magician in the sky, feeling a chill in his heart.

The great magician of Yale can be said to be his greatest reliance against the army of the Kingdom of Luerson and the possible guards of the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce. However, the facts now prove that the great magician of Yale can't provide any protection for the legion. Then St. Joan How should the legion meet the enemy?

The great magician of Yale in mid-air was only more shocked than Regal.

This magic shield was independently developed by him. He was proud of a high-level wind magic shield, but he didn't expect that it not only failed to block those magic shells, but even failed to hinder them in the slightest.

Thinking of the few lightning balls he had just been easily dispelled by these magic shells, the great magician of Yale only felt a chill in his heart.

If two magicians are facing each other, he can certainly find another way to deal with it.

But now his main task is to provide support and the most important protection for the San Joan Legion below, but he can't do it at all, so isn't it meaningless for him to be here?

The great magician of Yale couldn't help but look down, seeing the chaotic and tragic scene below, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed in his heart.

Turning his head again, his eyes met Regal who was looking up.

The eyes of the two collided. In an instant, he understood what the other party was thinking.

Regal gritted his teeth hard, summoned the adjutant loudly, and ordered him: "Reorganize the whole army and withdraw!"

The adjutant was stunned: "Retreat? My lord, do you mean... let us retreat?"

They have just entered the territory of the Luerxun Kingdom, not to mention completing the established strategic missions, and they haven't even seen the enemy's face, yet the leader of the legion actually issued an order to retreat? This is too ridiculous!

"Stop talking nonsense!" Regel grabbed the adjutant's collar angrily, and roared with ferocious eyes: "Immediately pass on the order, the whole army retreats! Do you understand?"

The adjutant's heart trembled. Hastily nodded vigorously, turned around and prepared to pass on the order.

But just as he turned around, before he could take two steps, suddenly dozens of fiery red lights flew from both sides in the air.

The great magician of Yale, who still hadn't recovered from the blow just now, froze for a moment. This is how the attack was discovered.

Shocked, the great magician of Yale didn't have time to think about it, and the magic power of his whole body was fully activated, throwing out all the protective magic he had mastered.

For a moment, layers of light of various colors in the sky above the San Joan Legion superimposed, dyeing the sky colorful. It's really beautiful.

However... this is of no use.

The dozens of fiery red rays of light were still the same as before, effortlessly penetrating through the very gorgeous looking magic shields, and fell directly into the formation of San Joan's Legion.

"Boom boom boom boom—"

A series of violent explosions resounded through the sky, and every explosion and flame blew a huge gap in the formation of the San Joan Legion.

After the bombardment, the San Joan Legion, which was barely able to maintain its formation just now, is now completely in a mess.

In fact, there were only a few thousand soldiers who went online directly during the two bombings, which did not affect the foundation of the San Joan Army at all.

But in such a situation where even the enemy can't see it, they will face an attack. The key point is that this kind of attack can't even be resisted by the powerful Great Magician. The morale of the San Joan Legion has been severely hit. They were all filled with fear.

Regal opened his mouth wide, looked at the unrecognizable corpse under his feet, and swallowed hard.

This corpse was the adjutant he had just sent to deliver the order.

A magic cannonball just landed on his way forward, blowing him directly back in front of Regal.

If the non-magic shell was a little bit off and just fell on Regel's head, Regel could be sure that he would also be dead at this moment.

Thinking of this, Regal only felt a chill in his heart.

I heard that the Glory Legion was close to being wiped out, and the head of the Legion, Earl Antusol, even died on the spot. He still kept laughing at Earl Antusol in his heart.

Even if you can't fight, you can escape, right?

However, after entering the battle in person today, he realized that Earl Antusol was definitely the same as him. At the first moment, I thought of running away.

But in the face of such an extremely strange attack, how to escape?

"call--"

Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded around him, and the great Yale magician flew to Regel's side.

"Earl Regal, order to retreat." The great magician of Yale didn't have the calm look just now, and his expression was full of anxiety. There was also a hint of panic that couldn't be concealed.

Regal glanced at him, and a gleam of pleasure appeared in his heart.

This great Yale magician has always put on a high-ranking posture since seeing him, and now seeing that his magic is not working well, he is much more afraid than himself.

"Well, it must be withdrawn..." Regal nodded, but did not deny the proposal of the great magician of Yale. "Your Excellency the great magician, please do me a favor and use the amplification magic to convey the retreat order."

The great magician of Yale glanced at the chaotic situation around him, knowing that it was really difficult to quickly spread the order to every place at this time, so he nodded. Flying into the air again, with a move of magic power, he diffused his voice.

"Your Earl ordered the entire army to retreat!"

Regal below almost fell to the ground.

Did he give an order to retreat like this?

Sure enough, after hearing the voice of the great magician of Yale, the soldiers of the San Joan Legion, who were still in a state of confusion and bewilderment, froze for a moment, then turned around with a bang, and fled in the direction they came from.

Regal stared dumbfounded at how the soldiers collapsed like a tide, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.

He really shouldn't have chosen to let the great magician of Yale, a guy who has no knowledge of military knowledge at all, give the retreat order for him.

How can these soldiers be called retreating now, they are simply fleeing!

This is the worst situation that has ever happened on the battlefield. It means that the soldiers have lost their organization and even their sanity, and it is impossible to obey any command.

Seeing the panicked expressions of most of the soldiers, Regal smiled wryly in his heart.

Is this still the St. George's Legion that he is proud of?

But he is not qualified to blame his soldiers. Because even he, the legion commander, lost his position under such a weird and violent attack, so much so that he made the mistake of letting the great magician of Yale convey the retreat order instead.

The Yale magician in mid-air didn't care much when he saw the soldiers fleeing below.

After thinking for a while, he flew to the side of the magician's subordinates who were also panicked and could only fly into the air and didn't know what to do. He explained a few words to them, then turned around and flew back to Regel's side.

"Count Regal. Let me cover your retreat."

Regal looked at him and nodded.

Both of them knew very well that without the cover of the great magician of Yale, it was unknown whether Regel could retreat safely even though he was the head of the legion.

And if Legion Commander Regel was killed here, then the Yale Grand Magician, as the highest-level magician accompanying the army, would definitely be held accountable by the military when he returned.

As long as the two of them can save their lives, even if the San Joan Legion is wiped out, there is still a chance.

After obtaining Regel's consent, the great magician of Yale grabbed Regel's arm, activated his magic power, and a dark space crack appeared in front of the two of them.

The Yale magician casually released a magic shield on Regel, pulling him into the space crack.

A moment later, the two appeared on a plain about two or three kilometers away from the battlefield.

Turning around and looking, I saw countless fiery red rays of light flashing across the sky in the distance, falling towards the battlefield where the two were just now.

"Boom boom boom boom—"

Listening to the constant explosions from a distance, both Regal and the great magician of Yale's faces sank.

The two of them escaped safely, but it's hard to say how much of the San Joan Legion left behind... (~^~)