People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

"Devil" has long blue-gray hair, and a little dust on his cheeks due to the days of running around. I don't know where he came from, but his face is extremely delicate, and there is no trace of flaws.

Are all devils this pretty?

The Mamluk cavalry who stepped on the stirrups raised their spears in their hands, but hesitated for a moment when they stabbed.

This is the most beautiful treasure in the world. Even the king's wives, standing with her, will look like ugly women in gold and silver. If they can have her
Just a moment of hesitation.

It didn't take long, and the spear in his hand stabbed at Celinina fiercely.

At this time, a kind of pleasure of destroying beauty was born in his heart, just like the mood when he burned and killed enemy villages and slaughtered those women and children in the past—no, it was infinitely more exciting than that!
The "devil" raised his head, holding a "long" sword that was as tall as a person in each of his hands.

She may have moved.

Or maybe not.

The cavalryman suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness, as if he had lost control of his body. It was difficult for the powerful spear in the past to exert its devastating impact.

puff-

The headless rider fell from his horse.

The horse that lost its owner couldn't see the way forward because it was covered with a horse helmet. While passing by Celinina, it bumped into Salman who was covered by a colorful shield.

Blood splattered.

It was as if an invisible hand had thrown the horse into a meat grinder.

The splashed blood seemed to have hit an invisible wall and flowed on the ground, failing to touch Celinina at all.

The "devil" who was stepping on the gravel raised its yellow animal eyes, obviously did not make a gesture of opening its mouth to roar, but suddenly set off a melodious wolf howl in the vast yellow sand.

The wind howled, carrying sand and gravel, and smashed their heads and faces at the charging slave cavalry.

Looking down at the earth from the sky, one can see a faint yellow torrent colliding violently with a black steel torrent - people neighing and horses screaming, and the Mamluks who lost their target for a moment seemed to be attacked by a sandstorm Usually, the helmet made the sound of being hit by gravel, and the mount under the crotch let out a panicked neigh.

Some cavalry slammed into each other with a bang, making the sound of bones cracking. From time to time, some people fell to the ground with their mounts, and were trampled under by their companions' mounts.

Adil, who watched this scene from a distance, felt his heart was about to break. He put his hands on his shoulders, his eyes filled with pain: "Holy fire, is this the power of pagan devils?"

creaking --

The ballista at the top of the city was moving slowly, and the soldiers spun the capstan rapidly, filling in the crossbow bolts mixed with magic-resistant gold.

"Aim at the enemy wizard, shoot the arrow!"

Baron Robert shouted his orders.

Witnessing Salman's natural disaster-like earthquake spell, he knows that the biggest threat to Gaza City right now is this pagan wizard who seems to be dead. Only by killing him can Gaza City survive.

boom--

The arrow hits.

The arrow made by Zombie Gold made a piercing scream in the air, just as it was about to hit Salman.

Boom.

On the finger under his black robe, a ring shattered, setting off a strong shock wave - the arrowhead was still in flight, the wooden arrow shaft had already shattered, and the arrowhead was also deflected under the action of the shock wave.

Salman, clutching his chest, panted heavily.

The magic-blocking gold dagger that stabbed his body caused the magic power in his body to run wild like a wild horse. Now he has lost all the ability to cast spells, and he is replaced by a spellcaster of the same level who is not so wealthy or cautious enough , would have died a long time ago.

"How on earth did she do it?"

Salman couldn't figure it out. The assassin's extraordinary speed must have used magic power. With his extensive knowledge, Salman was sure that there was no humanoid creature in this world that could possess such extreme speed just by virtue of its physique.

But this doesn't explain why Celinina, a spellcaster who uses magic power, can move quickly with the magic resistance gold in hand.

Can't figure it out!

Salman's mind is chaotic, and his powerful mental power radiates randomly—this is because of the chaotic magic power, which makes his thoughts run wild like a wild horse like the magic power in his body.

boom--

Another ring on his hand was broken.

The magic shield shrouded outside was broken again, and it was still a weapon made of magic-resistant gold.

If it were an ordinary ballista, or even a spell cast by a spellcaster of the same level, it would take an unknown amount of time to break a layer of shield. When facing the magic resistance gold, he could only choose to destroy it by himself in exchange for resisting it. This blow.

Salman felt that his heart was bleeding. He had worked for Saladin for a month, and the materials he got were not enough to make two such rings.

No, it can't go on like this.

He tried his best to restrain the divergent thoughts, but the huge mental power in the past has now become a burden. They are divided into strands and whizzed through his body with the magic power.

He tried to draw the dagger.

But the angle of the dagger was very tricky, and it was very difficult for his arm to touch the handle of the dagger, and immediately there was a sting like an electric shock in his hand.

A small, chaotic flow of magic just happened to flow into the palm of his hand.

"Damn it, even the hilt of this woman's weapon is made of magic-resistant gold. How did she hold it? Wrapped in ten layers of cloth? Or is it true that she didn't use magic power to do it so fast? ?”

boom--

The spinning wind blade made a crisp sound on Salman's shield.

Celinina raised her hand, recalling the thrown Double Blades.

She silently calculated the balance of power in her body—it took more than half of her strength to stop those Mamluk cavalrymen. If she wanted to break the enemy's shield, she couldn't do it by herself, even if she tried her best.

She couldn't help but think of Lothar's words again, "Nothing cares more about your own life than these long-lived wizards."

"Then wait for those two ballistas to peel off your turtle shell."

Celinina thought silently.

Salman finally pulled out the dagger stuck in the back of his chest. The pain made the skin on his face twitch, but the chaotic magic power in his body was finally able to function normally.

They are like a flock of sheep driven by sheepdogs, forced to return to their own path.

He first used magic power to make a heart model to keep the broken heart running. The blood loss just now had covered his dark face with a layer of paleness.

He tremblingly raised the staff in his hand, the end of the staff was stained with his blood flowing on the ground, the blood full of magic power quickly formed a hexagram array under his casting.

The ground began to tremble.

Celinina, who sensed something was wrong, flew up, and the cloak behind her was like a bird's wings, drawing a blue arc of light in the air.

boom--

A huge palm patted where Celinina had been.

The palm composed of countless gravels, when it was lifted up, countless gravels still fell down, but at the same time, countless gravels gathered towards the giant palm like soldiers.

city ​​wall.

The faces of the Crusaders were full of horror. They never thought that there would be such terrifying power in this world.

Such an arm, with just one sweep, can blow dozens of cavalry away, right?

But in the next moment, this huge arm fell apart and turned into yellow sand that fell overwhelmingly.

Cellinina, who was holding a sword hilt directly above her palm, withdrew and retreated indifferently, without even a single grain of yellow sand on her cloak.

The choking hand is the natural enemy of summoned objects.

She silently added in her heart, seeing that the shield on Salman's body had only a thin layer left, and the light blue light lingered on the double blades again, and the whole person shot towards Salman like a bullet .

boom--

At the same time as the last ring was broken.

Salman's body also disappeared without a trace.

In situ, there was only a six-pointed star array that still exuded a faint magical aura.

Celinina frowned slightly: "Run away?"