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Chapter 642: Killing the Enemy
Feeling the last vine being consumed by the extremely aggressive flames.

A hint of surprise flashed across Master Ali's face, those vines were created by his magic and could be seen as extensions of his limbs, so he could clearly sense the horror of the fire cast by Lothar and the sharpness of the female swordsman.

"It seems that it was Prince Lothar who took action."

"Master, should we retreat temporarily?"

Dozens of armored cavalrymen surrounded Governor Majid, and a trace of worry appeared on his face. He was not a self-righteous madman who clamored to capture Lothar alive and recapture the holy land after only breaking through a castle.

Master Shemaier, the highest-ranking Master in Saladin's advisory group, was defeated many times by Prince Lothar. Governor Adil and King Saladin both had stronger military forces than himself, but they all failed in front of him.

He took the lead in order to gain merit and show off his reputation, rather than to add to the other party's already glorious achievements.

Master Ali thought thoughtfully: "There are only two of them."

Although he was not present in person during the battle at Rashid, he had heard about how powerful these hostile spellcasters were, but he still felt a little unconvinced.

"Everyone says Shemaier is the strongest spellcaster in the advisory group, but I don't think so."

Master Ali showed a trace of disdain on his face: "If he hadn't gotten there first and obtained the set of ancient Babylonian cuneiform tablets from the Library of Alexandria, I wouldn't even take a spellcaster of his level seriously in my eyes."

Majid smiled and said, "Master is right, he is just lucky. Do you want to show your strength?"

Master Ali was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Forget it."

Majid was stunned for a moment. Hey, you're bragging here for so long, I thought you were really tough.

Master Ali looked a little embarrassed: "I am a spellcaster specializing in nature spells, and that Lothar is a spellcaster specializing in fire spells. I am very restrained by him, and I may not be able to defeat him."

"Withdraw troops!"

Governor Majid gave the order with a cold face.

Although they failed to capture Fort Natawa, it was still a victory in the first battle, and he could barely explain it to Adil. However, he felt that this battle was a huge loss.

It was just a small castle, and all the spoils were left to those "corpses" because they were intended to ambush the enemy reinforcements.

He also had to give a copy of the family secret treasure to Master Ali. Even if this family secret treasure was of no use to him, he was unwilling to waste it. An evil weapon that was useless or even full of drawbacks in the eyes of ordinary people could be transformed into a priceless artifact in the hands of a knowledgeable spellcaster.

Don’t those cuneiform tablets lying in the dust in the corner of the Library of Alexandria prove this?

But at this moment, two black spots in the sky quickly enlarged like meteorites.

In the blink of an eye, two huge gargoyles, each three meters tall, revealed their true appearance in front of the Saracen army.

"Be careful, there are monsters!"

"Protect the master!"

The gargoyle that fell from the sky had a ferocious look and exuded a strong smell of blood. It was much more ferocious than the more common scorpion-tailed lion here.

The Saracen cavalry were a little panicked and hurriedly drew their bows to shoot, but the arrows were immediately bounced off when they hit the gargoyles and could not hurt these thick-skinned and tough constructed monsters at all.

"Why are you panicking? They are just two construct monsters."

Master Ali snorted coldly, took out his staff and waved it gently. Vines sprouted out from the ground and tied up all the constructed monsters. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free.

"Governor, the Franks are chasing us! It's the feathered cavalry!"

Master Ali waved his scepter again, and the tall palm trees and date palms behind him immediately trembled. They pulled out their roots, and the thickest branches became hands, pulling up small trees to use as weapons.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of giant tree men appeared in front of the Crusaders.

They all roared in unison, then brandished their huge tree spears and pounced on the Winged Hussars. Just looking at the size difference, even the most elite cavalry could not be their match.

Master Ali frowned.

For a natural spellcaster like him, his combat effectiveness would actually be greatly reduced if he fought in a climate like that of the Holy Land.

Because the tallest trees native to this place are the palm trees, but their texture is far from strong and their numbers are limited. Even with his magic power, the combat effectiveness of the war treemen born from them is quite average.

If he were to fight in the north, in the mountains with vast primeval forests, he could simply wave his staff to create ancient war trees that could kill even high-level dragons, and it would not cause much damage to himself, because he could make use of the power of nature to the maximum extent.

If it were not for Prince Lothar, who cultivated the three "sacred trees" that made him salivate, he would never have accepted Saladin's recruitment.

In the past, what he despised most were those spellcasters who were driven by secular lords.

"Continue to retreat!"

"Okay, I'll give the order now!"

Governor Majid nodded quickly. Just now, he witnessed Ali's magic with his own eyes and realized that this unremarkable old man actually possessed such terrifying power. This power was much more powerful than the magic he used in the previous attack on Natawa Fort!

Governor Majid was about to say something, but he noticed that Master Ali's face changed drastically and he hurriedly raised the scepter in his hand.

At this moment, Master Ali suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill on his back. Every hair on his body stood up in fear, and the triggered spell shields he had set up exploded like fireworks.

A sharp sword blade stabbed out from behind him.

Without even having time to look back, Master Ali unleashed his most powerful spell without hesitation.

I saw a ray of emerald green light rising into the sky, and countless green spots of light fell to the ground like fireflies, and immediately turned into huge ancient trees. They grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, wrapping Master Ali in them.

Soon, these trees turned into a wooden dragon woven from vines and branches.

Governor Majid, who was standing very close to it, was nearly crushed to death by the sudden appearance of the giant creature, and he narrowly avoided it by rolling on the ground.

His mount was not so lucky. Along with a dozen of his personal guards, they were all crushed into meat paste by the giant creature.

"so close."

Only then did Master Ali have time to sigh.

If he had not heard from his colleagues before he came that there was an elusive assassin among the Franks and had not taken precautions in advance, he would have been worried that he would have died at the first sight.

"I clearly didn't sense the presence of the demon-blocking metal, so why did the sword in that woman's hand seem to be more threatening than the demon-blocking metal?"

The huge wooden dragon looked around, and his powerful mental power made every inch of the surrounding land included in his perception, but it seemed that everything just now was just his illusion, and no one came to assassinate him.

at this time.

Accompanied by bursts of roars.

The war tree people who were blocking the enemy turned into burning torches with a bang. The knights riding on the backs of giant war horses, wearing golden masks, rushed out from the sea of ​​fire as if they were bathed in flames.

Looking at that pair of cold eyes, even Master Ali, who was "driving" the wooden dragon at the moment, couldn't help but feel a strong sense of palpitations.

In a trance, his spiritual vision seemed to see an incomparable giant dragon behind the knight walking on fire, which was by no means comparable to the wooden dragon he created with magic.

"What a horrible guy."

"Prince Lothar, can we talk?"

The knight on horseback looked up in surprise.

"As long as you give me a sacred tree of life, I will agree to fight for you!"

The corners of Losa's mouth curled up slightly, with some disdain.

What the hell are you thinking about?
Master Ali felt a little embarrassed, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. He knew very well that an enemy of Losa's level would not be easy to deal with, even without talking about the conflicting attributes.

But if he wants to seize the Tree of Life, he must confront this man.

There was no room for maneuver, because he could feel that this was his only chance to enter the realm of legend.

That is the legendary realm that all spellcasters dream of!

"You will regret this!"

As if sensing Lothar's disdain, the wooden dragon let out an angry roar, and immediately countless green rhizomes grew out under Lothar's feet. The rhizomes were covered with dense thorns, and they wrapped around Lothar the first time they broke out of the ground.

Eclipse let out a melodious cry, and a layer of dark green hellfire immediately lingered on his body. The entire horse completely broke free from the constraints of gravity and leaped into the air.

There was no need to transform into a real dragon. Lothar raised his hand high, surrounded by a golden glow. On it, one could vaguely see the "Spear of Destiny" surrounded by a red and black dragon, which pierced through the wooden dragon like golden lightning.

The defensive spells that Master Ali was so proud of only caused ripples to appear before they collapsed. Even the gigantic wooden dragon seemed to be affected by a tremendous force. Its spiritual function became rigid and there was a tendency for it to disintegrate.

That is the effect of dragon energy breaking the law.

follow closely.

Almost stepping on the tail of the "Spear of Destiny", Cherinina's figure flashed by like a meteor, and the layers of piled wooden strips were easily split by the sword energy. The azure blade with the power of strangling pierced through Master Ali's chest.

Cherinina looked at the enemy in front of her with a calm expression.

The force of strangling the throat caused the magic that Master Ali had been preparing to unleash to fall apart.

without hesitation.

Cherinina drew her sword again and cut off the head full of disbelief. The strong wind turned into a sharp blade and crushed it in an instant. She learned from Lothar's teaching that after killing the enemy, she should finish him off immediately.