I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

And the swordsman company of the Fearless Pioneer can even find the flaws in the gaps in the steel shield, and the elite fighters of all the legions are roaring and attacking.

The rebels screamed one after another, but as soon as they came into contact, many of their defense lines shattered like tofu.

Then, after Jarvan IV swung his Dragon Spear and charged to break through the formation, he was even more shaky, and his morale was about to collapse in almost a second.

At this time, the mages behind the rebels began to release magic.

There are many kinds of these magics, and intuitive attack magics such as frost, thunder, lightning, and flame are naturally available, but not all offensive magics.

There are also a lot of spiritual magic, some of which can attack the enemy, and some of which can encourage one's own side.

Some shadow magic enveloped Jarvan IV's soldiers like a cursed plague cloud, and then there were many coughs.

Some soldiers couldn't even hold their weapons steady, and their posture was shaky, and they were easily killed by the rebels.

As a result, the rebels stabilized their position and fought back and forth with the elites of the kingdom. As for Lacus, she followed Jarvan IV, constantly casting bursts of light magic.

Every flash of light would take several lives, but the ultimate flash like before would never be used again.

After all, she has just come into contact with it, and her mental power is not strong enough. Now this is already the limit.

"Haha, brothers and sisters, grab this little bastard! Baptize our new Demacia with his blood!"

Seeing Jarvan IV rushing to the front line with his personal guards, Silas laughed wildly and rushed to the front line. He waved the thick and strong magic stone chain burning with black magic flames.

This is a kind of vicious magic, as long as it is rubbed a little, it will make people feel the extreme pain that spreads out after being ignited from the depths of the soul.

Even the most resolute guardians of the Temple of Light, the Dawn Elite Guard Corps, would fall to the ground with wailing and serious injuries.

Even the brave and fearless vanguard can only avoid its edge.

Silas quickly overwhelmed the soldiers standing between him and Jarvan IV, and a vacuum suddenly appeared between them.

Jarvan IV panted slightly, then raised the Dragon Spear flatly, pointing the sharp tip at Silas: "That's it, Mage, your farce of rebellion is over."

"I've been waiting for this moment for too long." Silas took a deep breath, smiled, and then looked at Jarvan IV.

"My rebellion? You misunderstood, little prince, we are equal, there is no leader, no follower..."

"Not to mention the king with a bitter face on the podium."

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Chapter 107 Chapter 96 Galio: The Hero Appears! (5000)

Silas jerked his arms, the heavy chains of the Spellstone that once bound him now his most powerful weapon.

brush!

The Charmstone chain was whipped towards Jarvan IV like an iron whip.

Pong!

Jarvan IV just raised the barrel of the gun slightly, knocking the chain into the air, and then exerted force lightly, pulling the dragon spear straight at Silas from a tricky angle.

The handle of the magic weapon nearly doubled, and the sharp edge tore through the air, heading straight for Silas' throat.

Surprised, Silas crossed his hands and used the strong tabernacle shackles to resist the sharpness of the dragon trigger.

Pong!

Like the crisp sound of gold and jade colliding, Silas was poked back several steps by the huge force, and hit the fluorescent stone base made of the forbidden magic stone. Although he was a little embarrassed, he finally took the blow.

He quickly raised his hand to look at the Forbidden Stone shackles in his hand, and there was a crack.

But then a bad wind came, and Silas hurriedly raised his head, and Jarvan IV in golden armor had rushed to him at some point, and the sharp Dragon Spear swept over him.

brush!

"What a little prince!"

Silas roared angrily, and used the magic stone shackles in his right hand to catch the dragon spear, while swinging the chain with his left hand, the black flames of the magic stone chains were drawn straight towards Jarvan IV.

Pong!

Jarvan IV quickly changed his moves, using the tail of the spear as the main body, and slashed a precise arc, allowing the sharp tail of the Dragon Spear to penetrate into the gap of the magic stone shackles.

Ping!With a loud sound, the chain was imprisoned on the ground, and at the same time, he kicked towards Silas fiercely.

Bang!

The whip leg in steel boots kicked Silas hard in the waist.

"what!"

He screamed and wanted to back up, but because the chain in his left hand was pierced by Jarvan IV's Dragon Spear and stuck on the ground, he was knocked half-kneeling in front of Jarvan IV by inertia.

Such an action made Silas feel extremely humiliated, and he yelled angrily: "You think you won?!"

Pressing his right hand on the fluorescent stone base, powerful magic power filled Silas's body again.

"I'm here to open your eyes, little king bastard, to see the great existence of the past. You can still feel that they are here, struggling...fighting..."

"You have already lost, Silas, surrender, and spare you!" Jarvan IV warned.

Silas suddenly calmed down. He looked at Jarvan IV and smiled: "Their power is far beyond your imagination."

A pitch-black flame ignited in Silas' hand, which was more violent than before, and he pointed at Jarvan IV.

This weird magical flame instantly surrounded Jarvan IV. His body could not feel any temperature from the flame, but his soul seemed to be in hell.

Jarvan IV endured the severe pain, sweat the size of soybeans fell from his forehead, his handsome face was distorted like a ghost, but he still couldn't make him scream out.

"Tch." Silas suddenly felt a little bored. He stood up and was about to kick Jarvan IV to the ground to end the war, but suddenly he saw a dazzling rainbow blooming from Jarvan IV.

However, although this light helped Jarvan IV isolate the torture-like soul flames, it was also crumbling under the dark, vicious flames.

Jiawen IV knew that time was running out, so he swung the dragon spear and stabbed: "Die!"

Silas grinned, and ruthlessly smashed the fragile barrier of light. Jarvan IV fell into extreme pain again. The Dragon Spear lost its strength halfway through the stab, and then fell to the ground.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers were tearing their eyes and eagerly wanted to come to the rescue, but they were all blocked by the rebels and mages—because of the mist released by the enemy mages, Jarvan IV had fallen into the enemy's line at some point middle.

"You lost, little prince."

"The price is your blood like a beast. Of course, you will not be executed immediately. The blood of the Lightshield royal family should be judged under the watchful eyes of the Demacians!"

Silas stepped on Jarvan IV's chest fiercely, and then pushed the evil

Poisonous eyes turned to Lacus who was not far away: "And you, Miss Noble."

"Let go of Your Highness!" Lux aimed at Silas with a crossbow. Her mental power was running low, and it was basically impossible for her to release magic again.

"Didn't your family teach you to say, please?" Silas walked slowly towards her, and Lux ​​pulled the trigger immediately.

hum!

Under the tremor of the bowstring, the iron crossbow arrow shot towards Silas like a shadow at extremely fast speed, pointing directly at his throat.

Silas had sharp eyes and quick hands, but raised his hand slightly, pong!The iron crossbow hit the solid forbidden magic stone shackles and fell to the ground feebly.

"It's ironic, as mages, we have to spend decades in a dark and damp dungeon!" Silas said with a smile: "But you can have a completely opposite fate."

"but......"

"For the sake of being a mage, I still give you a chance." Silas stretched out his hand, as if to give the limited patience of the winner.

"Come with us to overthrow this old and corrupt Demacia, build a new Demacia that belongs to the mage, or die with her?"

"Don't even think about it!" Lux slammed the crossbow towards Silas.

Silas grinned, of course he knew that Lux could not agree, this behavior was simply to humiliate her and humiliate the little prince at the same time.

He casually swung the crossbow, shook his head slightly, and sighed in a low voice: "I'm giving you a chance, you're useless!"

"You're useless if I give you a chance!" Afterwards, he roared angrily as if changing his face, and punched Lacus with a fist.

Lux subconsciously used the basic skills trained in the Royal Military Academy—hands crossed in a defensive posture.

At the same time, he squeezed out some of the remaining mental power and struggled to open the shield. Seeing the dazzling light appear, Silas roared angrily, and the weird black flame from before also ignited on his fist.

Bang!

Silas' fist easily smashed through the barrier, slamming hard on Lux's crossed arms.

The powerful force hit her arm, and Lux ​​felt as if a wild boar had hit her. At the same time as there was severe pain in the bones of her hand, she flew upside down uncontrollably for more than one meter, and finally fell down. on the ground.

The curse-like flame kept burning Lacus's spirit. She lay on the ground, clenched her slender fingers in white gauze gloves, her body trembling slightly, and her golden hair was stained with sticky sweat and clinging to her body. face.

Her face was extremely pale, her gray blue eyes were as dazed as a frightened deer, and her small mouth was tightly pursed.

It's the kind of look that wants to cry but is holding back. The clean and bright armor and gauze are covered with ugly stains, like blood and dust mixed together.

There were shouts of killing all around, but Lux seemed to be unable to hear anything, and she felt that things in front of her eyes became strange.

The figures alternated, the blades collided, sparks mixed with bright red blood sprayed, and they all turned into phantoms.

It looks like a child scribbling with paint, and it seems to be the superb painting skills of a master, with a dull tone.

In Lux's eyes, the whole world became dim, a picture intertwined with gray and black.

Am I going to die?

As Lacus thought about it, the fear of death in her heart made her feel terribly cold.

If I die, he will be very sad.

She bit her lower lip, feeling uncontrollable reluctance and sadness in her heart, but she never regretted stepping on the battlefield.

This is what I have always wanted, to protect Demacia with my own strength.Lux closed her eyes, and a drop of crystal fell from the corner of her eyes. The figure in her memory reflected the sunlight, making people feel warm.

If it was him, he must understand me too.

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At this time, those elite fighters were under the strange attack of the mage, and they couldn't rescue Lacus and Jarvan IV who were trapped in the enemy's line.

Silas picked up a Demacia-made long sword with his right hand, walked up to Lux, and at the same time observed the bright light blooming on his left hand, sighed: "What a powerful talent."

Then he turned his gaze to Lacus, and smiled happily: "It's over, young lady of the noble family. It's a pity that you chose to be the enemy of New Demacia."

"I'm sorry, but this is war...you have to give back everything you've enjoyed all these years, you owe us that."