After the Full Level of the Profession

The moment the poisonous mist approached the city wall, everyone held their breath. Of course, Robb pretended to hold his breath. This level of poison can't keep up with the speed of his self-recovery, so he can ignore it.

Then, all the wind magicians, at the same time, released the wind magic to the west.

In an instant, a violent wind blows over the city!

The wind magic is matched with the east wind, and the wind assists the wind, making the wind stronger and stronger.

The violent wind rolled up the poisonous fog and passed over the city.

In fact, the natural east wind is not very violent. It was just a gentle east wind, and it was only a very refreshing one on the face. It came slowly with poisonous mist, but the situation was completely different when the wind magicians took action.

The wind force and wind speed increased dozens of times or even hundreds of times in an instant, and the poisonous fog suddenly speeded up, flowing like a remnant cloud. Large flowers of green mist poured into the city and drifted towards the west of the city.

All the soldiers in the city were lying on the ground, covering their noses and mouths tightly, waiting for the green mist to blow away before daring to raise their heads to breathe.

Robb also mixed in among the wind magicians and threw a violent wind, but he controlled his strength, so the violent wind he released was indistinguishable from the power released by other wind magicians.

The wind screamed, and the poisonous fog passed a lot in just tens of seconds.

However, the subsequent poisonous fog is still floating over.

If the subsequent poisonous fog keeps coming, no matter how much the wizards blow it, it will be useless...

A nervous look appeared on the faces of the magicians, and the soldiers lying on the ground were even more anxious.

At this moment, on the opposite side of the poisonous fog, from a direction about a thousand yards away, there was a shout to kill, and the shout to kill also came through the east wind, making everyone hear it especially clearly.

From the scale of the shouting, it was only a small battle. The duration was not long, and it took about tens of seconds. The shouting stopped. Then Madeleine and a large group of black knights and priests shouted in unison: "The source of the poisonous mist is cut off! Now it's up to you, the Knights of the Storm."

The shouting floated through the poisonous fog, and the people in the city couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"The captain succeeded!" Everyone held their breath and dared not speak, but in their heart they puffed themselves up. Since the source of the poisonous fog is cut off, there is nothing to be afraid of, so blow hard.

"Strong wind! Strong wind! Strong wind!" Kangte waved his shield vigorously again, and the fool opened his mouth and roared a few times when he waved the shield. As a result... he accidentally inhaled the poisonous mist, his face turned green for a moment. , Fell to the ground with a thud.

The wizards secretly scolded him for a fool, but after the scolding, he was inspired by his spirit and fighting spirit. After all, the magician still doesn't have the blood of a knight. When creating the atmosphere, he really has to rely on the knight to come out and bring a wave of rhythm.

All wind magicians, at the same time, used their magic power to the greatest extent.

Strong wind!

This is a real gust of wind, guided spells cast by hundreds of wind magicians. (Guided spells refer to the spells cast by the magician who keeps the spellcasting state and consumes the magic power continuously, which will continue to exert its effect)

With the help of the gale, the poisonous fog dances wildly.

After a few short tens of seconds, the green poisonous fog that permeated the city was finally blown out of the city, drifting to the west of the city, and then slowly dissolved and dispersed by the power of nature, and finally disappeared. Without a trace.

The soldiers in the city exhaled a suffocating breath.

In fact, it took less than two minutes for the poisonous fog to pass through the city, but for everyone, two minutes is like going through a ghost gate, and it is usually not so nervous to cut people. Now that it's hard to survive, how can you not cheer?

All the soldiers cheered together: "Oh! The poisonous fog has passed."

"Knights of the Gale! Verygood!"

"Strong wind! Strong wind! Strong wind!"

"Ah, brother? Why is your face green?"

"I... I just... didn't hold my breath... Inhaled a little bit... Help..."

"Ah, my brother doesn't have enough lung capacity, he fell."

"I also fell down on this side."

"Quickly, carry the poisoned person to Viscount Robert."

"Idiot, the Viscount doesn't know how to detoxify. It is the antidote he made to detoxify. Those antidote is in the hands of the logistics unit. Go and discuss it quickly."

The soldiers lifted up the poisoned comrades and rushed toward the logistics unit. The logistics soldiers also hurriedly took the antidote and ran to various places in the city. When they saw the poisoned people, they rushed to rescue them.

Of course, there are not many people who are poisoned. Most people can hold their breath for two minutes. Only a small number of people hold their breath for a period of time and are hit. So the antidote that Robb just made by hanging up is still enough.

On this side, Robb dumbfoundedly kicked Conte, who was lying on the ground...

Conte rolled on the ground, face up, revealing a green face.

A logistics soldier squatted down, pried Kanter's mouth open, and poured antidote into his mouth.

The green on Conte’s face dissipated, and the priest next to him added another healing technique. Conte brushed the floor and sat up, yelling, "Huh?"

Everyone looked at him with eyes looking at Erhuo.

Conte scratched his head awkwardly: "Well! I know what you are going to say, you are trying to say that my magic power is too bad, right?"

"No!" Everyone shook their heads together: "What we want to say is that yours is not magic at all."

Conte's flat mouth.

The wind magicians whispered: "Is this really Noren's nephew?"

"No, it's actually the eldest son."

"Why is the eldest son so stupid? I can't believe that he is his own."

"But he was born! Baron Nolen said that he probably inherited a little more blood from his mother."

"His mother is too stupid. This is so reckless to drag the blood of Baron Noren into this."

"Baron Noren also said that he didn't understand the woman. A series of godly operations made Noren confused."

"His maternal bloodline is terrible!"

"Horrible and terrible!"

"I have to find someone smarter to marry a wife in the future. I don't want my son to be like this."

When the magicians talked about this, they suddenly cast their eyes on Robb, with admiring gazes in his eyes: "The bloodline of the old leader is still great."

"Yeah, yes! The Chenguang family's bloodline is over, but the Smith family's bloodline is fine."

"The grandson of the old head is really amazing!"

"Not only is magic powerful, but the use of magic is also flexible. It blows down the wind, and it really is much more practical than hard resistance against the headwind."

"Strength and resourcefulness are incredibly powerful. Qing is better than blue."

"In the future, his achievements will even surpass the old head."