The dawn of Jiroto City was dyed with cruel colors by the blood-red sunrise. This thousand-year-old ancient city fell into endless chaos due to a sudden disaster. The forces of the mysterious man Gordan came like a violent storm. The followers of the Dark Legion, the Shadow Knights and the Source of Chaos were disturbing the city wantonly. The panic and noise of the citizens seemed to become the symphony of this war.
The Hand of Brahma and its allied Magic Gate organized a counterattack, and the two sides engaged in melees in various places in the city.
Civilians fled in panic on the streets, with fire and smoke intertwined, reflecting a desperate scene. The entire city fell into chaos, buildings collapsed, roars of battle rang out everywhere, and the air was filled with the scorching smell caused by the magical battle. The city's guardians, including the Hand of Brahma and other magic families, are doing their best to organize defenses and try to resist this fierce attack.
Gradually, the city's defense line began to take shape. The Hand of Brahma and allied magic families responded quickly, combining their magical powers together to form a powerful protective barrier. Wind magicians use their magic power to control strong whirlwinds to block enemy arrows and missiles; fire magicians use flames and fireballs to fight against attacking enemies; and earth magicians use the power of the land to enhance defense and create solid barriers.
The battle was in full swing and the city streets were divided into battlefield areas. The brave soldiers rushed everywhere, fighting from one fire point to another. The warriors of the Hand of Brahma, wielding weapons shining with magical light, engage in fierce battles with the enemy. Every swing of the sword was accompanied by a blinding light, and every chanting of a spell seemed to carry their hidden hope and courage.
In the center of this melee, the mysterious man Gordan strikes out personally, emitting a suffocating aura of evil. He was wearing a black cloak, his face hidden in the shadows, and he passed through the battlefield like a ghost. His command inspired the Dark Legion. Under his influence, the Dark Legion, the Shadow Knights and the Shadow Wings of Chaos became an unmatched force and launched a fierce attack on the center of the city. Every member of the Dark Legion descended like a nightmare, holding ferocious weapons and ruthlessly tearing apart the city's defenses.
Ebot, Alanna, and Saraswati stared at each other, their eyes filled with determination. The three mages gathered together tacitly in the center of the melee, preparing to launch a counterattack. They each excel in their own area of magic, and they want to use their powers to turn the battle around from being out of control.
"We must organize quickly," Abbott shouted, his voice muffled by the explosion but powerful enough to carry the message. "Gordan's power is amazing, but we can't let fear defeat us!"
Saraswati nodded slightly, holding her staff tightly in her hand, with a green light flickering on the top of the staff: "We can attack from three directions, which can consume their strength and protect the citizens in the city."
Alana summoned her magic, her face calm and focused: "I will provide support from the rear, be ready to report and give orders!"
At this moment, a roar came from outside the city, and the soldiers of the Dark Legion poured in like a tide. The bleeding horses and howling warriors tore the silence apart, making people shudder. Ebert waved his magic and quickly released a powerful fireball, which hit the enemy's front formation directly, instantly severely injuring several enemy soldiers.
As the battle was about to break out, Ebert and his team launched an orderly action. As the three of them cooperated well, they showed strong fighting power. Various magics such as red flames, blue frost, and lightning intertwined to form magnificent yet terrifying light and shadows on the field. While they were each using magic to destroy the enemy, Gordan was watching secretly, realizing the strength of Ebert's group and trying to find their weaknesses.
The soldiers of the Dark Legion were intimidated by Ebott's powerful magic, but they still charged forward, their will to fight burning like a raging fire. A fully armed dark knight in front rushed towards Ebott, but was hit by his spinning ice spear and frozen instantly. Alana arrived in triumph, unleashing a volley of water dragon blades that swept across the surrounding enemies, killing many of them in an instant.
At this moment, the Shadow Knights lurking on the side launched a sneak attack with lightning speed, and the assassin hidden in the shadows approached quickly, wanting to launch a fatal blow to the three people. "Watch out!" Alana exclaimed, and quickly cast a warning spell, forming a protective barrier to offset the assassin's sharp blade in front of her.
In the chaos, Gordhan finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to deal with Ebott, Alana and Saraswati himself. His black cloak fluttered in the wind, his eyes were as dark as iron, and the power of the barrier increased instantly. As he waved his hands, countless black energy waves swept in like a tide, hollowing out the air around him and making people suffocate.
"You ants, how dare you interfere with my plan!" Gordan's voice was like thunder in the sky, making the three of them shiver. His aura came like a tide, pressing towards Ebert and the others.
"Unite, don't retreat!" Ebert roared, and the flames in his hands became more intense, trying to match Gordan's dark power. At this moment, he knew in his heart that only the three of them working together could destroy this evil existence.
Amid the fog of battle, Ebert summoned the Demon King. He now became tall and majestic, surrounded by flames, like a volcano that was about to erupt at any time. His eyes were as sharp as torches, and he seemed particularly resolute, especially when facing Gordan. The appearance of the Ghost King instantly boosted the morale of the three people.
"Master, don't be afraid. That kid is nothing to be afraid of!" The Flame Demon said in a steady tone. He clenched his fists, and the raging flames instantly condensed into a huge fireball. Gordan became more and more panicked. His strength was indeed great, but facing this unyielding will, he felt unprecedented pressure.
"How is this possible! How can you have such strength in such a short time? You even advanced two levels!" Gordan was astonished. At this moment, the Fire Demon displayed his amazing power. As the fireball was launched, the entire battlefield was burned red in an instant. The enemies did not know how to resist and completely lost their advantage.
"Take it!" The Fire Demon roared, blocking Gordan's dark power. Two energy bursts in the air, forming a dazzling light, and converged into a strong energy ball, heading straight for Gordan. Gordan seemed to have been hit hard and quickly dodged the fireball, but was still affected and coughed up blood involuntarily.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Saraswati and Alanna immediately followed up, combining their chain magic to form a tidal offensive, wave after wave, trapping Gordan's actions. This was exactly the tactic they had agreed upon before, using their combined strength to break through the enemy's defenses.
However, Gordan was not willing to be outdone. He immediately came to his senses, and the black air currents surrounding him continued to swirl, like a pack of wolves in the darkness, roaring and attacking the three again. At this time, the followers of the Source of Chaos also returned triumphantly. Under the command of Gordan, they formed a dark tide to demonstrate their power.
Seeing the situation becoming increasingly critical, Ebert's heart trembled: "We can't let them regroup!" He quickly called upon the Balrog and prepared for a final counterattack. The three work together to use their unique elements to resist the enemies coming from the dark tide. Their performance is as shining as the stars in the sky.
In an instant, an idea flashed through Ebert's mind, "Release the Ghost King's true power!" He drove the Ghost King as the center, and the power of the two began to resonate. Fire and ice intertwined to produce blazing magical energy. The invisible waves spread around like a storm, shocking all enemies.
"Burn!" The fire demon roared in a deep voice, then rushed forward. The flames rolled up like a huge wave, sweeping away a large number of enemies. Then, Saraswati cast frost magic to instantly seal the fleeing enemies, forming an ice barrier that made it impossible for them to escape.
With such cooperation, the advantages that the enemies originally had gradually disappeared, and an expression of great astonishment appeared on Gordan's face. It was unimaginable that these three human wizards could actually besiege him so effectively, putting him in a passive situation for a time. With the magical power of the Ghost King, Ebott was surrounded by water waves and was invulnerable to swords and guns. In fact, he turned into a shield, blocking all of Gordan's attacks. When Gordan fired a deadly dark beam at him, Ebott decisively displayed protection skills, deflecting the beam to the nearby building, and then launched a counterattack.
"You can't control this after all!" Abbott shouted. Everyone was looking at him. He seemed to have gradually become the core of the entire battlefield. He inspired his companions with his faith and stimulated their potential, as if time had stopped for them.
In this way, the melee continued until Gordan gradually felt exhausted. He even felt that it was no longer possible for him to face the powerful Ghost King alone, coupled with the fear brought by the three wizards beside him. At last Gordan's dark tide grew weak, his strength was spent, and he finally found that he had only one way to escape.
Gordan looked back desperately, trying to find a chance to retreat, but behind him was a cosmic flame and heavy ice. Finally, he realized that he was doomed to fail. He suppressed the fear in his heart, widened his eyes, and roared: "You bunch of ants who are fooling the gods, I will definitely come back!"
"Kill him..." Ebert said to the Ghost King. Gordan turned around and wanted to escape, but all the dark forces could no longer provide him with support. With a loud bang, the final attack came like a meteor.
Under Gordan's horrified gaze, countless rays of light struck down like lightning, engulfing him in fire and ice. With a loud bang, the three legions of the dark force quickly dispersed... On the battlefield, the signal of victory burned in the blue sky, and the first ray of bright dawn penetrated the rain and fog, bringing long-lost hope to the city.