The appearance of the group's light caused the four eighth-level professions fighting in the air to take a little while, but then they started attacking wildly. Spells were released one by one, while the eighth-level mage of the Blizzard Legion struggled to withstand the attacks of two eighth-level owners on the other side. Fortunately, the flashing of the mages was not intercepted by ordinary mages of the same level, so he could barely survive. Another mage who attacked Shaoke and others kept stopping his own spell attacks, and spells were quickly released by him. Under the attack of these spells, the casualties of the low-level mages were very serious. In the short period of time when the vulgar officer died, more than a dozen mages died. Fortunately, the low-level mages began to attack wildly, which made the mage busy flashing and dispersing spells, and there was not enough time to prepare range-like spells at once.

Shaoke, who was injured, was supported by the mage Iser who was by his side, but the situation of the mage Iser made Shaoke feel that the situation was not so wonderful. The mage Iser, who was about to be promoted to a sixth-level mage, supported Shaoke with a pale face, with only one level of fifth-level protective spell protecting her. The staff in his hand had been shattered, and the fist-sized sapphire that the female mage had always liked by the female mage Iser had disappeared, and some magical words carved on it also fell off. It was obvious that in the range attack of the mage just now, the female mage released the protective spell stored in the staff, and although she lost a fifth-level staff, she avoided damage or death. After all, a sixth-level protective spell, plus a third-level fifth-level protective spell, could still withstand the attack of any light column.

After grinning and barely showing an ugly smile at Master Iser, Shaoko tried to prepare for the spell attack. However, because the mage moved too fast and the high-level auxiliary spells he released, it made it almost difficult for the mages to lock in each other. At this time, some of the Blizzard warriors who were killing wildly in the manor also retreated, and one by one, the simple long-range fighting attacks were desperately released by them. At this time, they had discovered the death of their commander and the slowly dissipating golden light ball.

A silver streamer suddenly appeared on the eighth-level mage who was attacking Shaoke and others. The eighth-level mage who had just stopped flashing did not expect to be attacked under this situation. Two layers of eighth-level protective spells were pierced like paper, and a light silver arrow was nailed to his throat. Just after the eighth-level mage just died, a dark short sword appeared behind the eighth-level mage from the imperial capital. After the short sword emitted a black streamer, the protective spell was broken, and a head flew out, and the precious staff fell down. After hitting an injured mage, the body also fell down.

The imperial warrior who was fighting with the mage of the Blizzard Legion began to flee without hesitation under this situation. Few people could intercept the escape of an eighth-level profession. After the silver streamer appeared several times, they were blocked by the warrior and with the help of the power of the arrow, they quickly retreated.

The belated reinforcements caused heavy losses to the low-level mages such as Shaoko and others. Although the battle was still on the manor, they also stopped resisting after the eighth-level profession escaped and died. Although the mages stopped attacking, the crazy Blizzard warriors continued their attack without hesitation.

"Stop." A hoarse voice came, and seven or eight scattered light spots flew over quickly and stayed at the place where the battle had just begun. A young officer took out a token to stop the crazy attacks of the soldiers. Then the inspectors were in the battlefield. Finally, the sight of the wretched officer self-destructed the ground and fell from the air. Several other light spots also fell. It turned out that they were several commanders of the Blizzard Legion and several other officers commanding the Blizzard Warriors, but one was missing in number, and one of the oldest corps commanders did not appear here. Moreover, these people looked very embarrassed. The commander of the 33rd Regiment had even stronger body, and his left arm had disappeared, leaving only a bare shoulder.

The scarlet-eyed warriors stopped attacking, and at this time, most of the flames in the entire manor were scattered by the fights of the crowd. There were only some remote places where the flames were still burning.

Seventy or eighty people walked out of this broken manor, but the leader was a young officer in military uniform. After smiling and giving etiquette to everyone, he revealed his identity and introduced the identities of some important people behind him. However, Shaoke didn't care. He just watched the magic props that kept flashing on the merchants and nobles. All of this made him deeply jealous. It was able to ensure the safety of these people under this situation, and those magic props were definitely similar.

At least he had never seen eighth-level professions in the fight use this, perhaps because they didn't need it.

"Everyone, I think we can have a good talk. There is no need for such a fight because of some small misunderstandings." The officer took out a scroll of paper. This was the paper for the military headquarters. It had a clear military seal on it. But the army commander was missing. The army commander just sighed in a low voice.

"The name above is not recognized by us." After saying that, he looked at the low-level mages with heavy casualties, and pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed loudly. "More than a hundred mages died in this conflict. The commander of the Blizzard Warrior was also dead. I also lost an arm. I am what you call a small misunderstanding?" After saying that, he shook the short spear in his hand. "I want to know. Is this mission you ask for to come by yourself or those people who ask you to come by."

"It doesn't matter." The officer continued to smile. "I just passed the message. But it's a pity. You haven't met us for more than a month. This may be because of the angry military headquarters!" After saying that, he turned his eyes on the missing arm of the Legion Commander.

“I think the Blizzard Legion should not violate the order.

"A merchant wrapped in a blue halo turned the strange ring in his hand and walked out of the crowd. "After all, we provided all the supplies to this war. We just asked you to fight the soldiers from the Russian Empire. You refused. This made us merchants from the war, who helped the empire carry out war, so much distress!" As he said that, the merchants looked at the mages around him with a smile. "If some rude mages insulted a friend's son, I don't think this misunderstanding would have happened." He continued to look at everyone happily. Only when his eyes fell on the commanders of the legion, he moved away quickly.

"This time we died an eighth-level warrior. Nearly 200 fourth- and fifth-level mages, as well as a fifth-level sutra master and a seventh-level mage." A seventh-level mage stood up with a pale face. Just now he was specially taken care of by the eighth-level mage. If it weren't for some companions' cooperation, he would have been killed by the other party in a short time just now.

Although several legion commanders knew that there were some losses, they did not expect that the loss would be so serious this time. However, before the legion commanders could speak, a nobleman stood up on the other side. "It's just an eighth-level mage. Our Mist Merchant lost an eighth-level warrior! Aren't the other two mages from the eighth-level?" After saying that, he looked at the seventh-level mage with a sneer, "Let him die if you die! We who live in this world have no need to fight for those dead people anymore, after all, our lives are still very precious."

"Is the lives of the commanders of the Blizzard Legion precious?" The officer who came to command the Blizzard warriors sneered and looked at the merchant who claimed to be the Mist Merchant. "You all die here today, and your family or merchant group will continue to be attacked by the Blizzard Legion in the future until one side disappears." At this point, he waved his hand and signaled the soldiers to continue their attack.

"It is the military headquarters that blocks you, not us." A nobleman shouted loudly, and the crystal scepter representing the marquis waving in the air seemed so eye-catching. "If we were killed, there would be no caravan to provide you with supplies, and you will face more severe sanctions from the military headquarters!" As he said that, he activated the magic props that had just protected him. It seemed that he was still a little worried.

Seventy or eighty merchants, officers, nobles, and some mages and warriors who protected them were quickly slaughtered by everyone. Their heads were cut down by the commander of the 33rd Regiment, and then they signaled the eighth-level mage floating in the air to lay out the magic circle.

A magic circle with a simple line was outlined by the mage with a staff, and some special crystal powder were sprinkled in some lines. The legion commander then took out a very complicated disk from his arms and placed it in the center of the magic circle. Then another officer placed several purple and gold stones the size of a fist on the disc. Then the legion commander picked up some heads and took out the other two heads from the magic bag and placed them on the magic circle. Finally, he took out a broken arm and placed it on it. It was obvious that the arm was the commander of the Blizzard Thirty-third Regiment.

"Sir, this arm should be able to be connected." The officer who commanded the Blizzard warrior whispered to stop the legion commander's movements.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with losing something to show our determination." Then he waved his short spear and asked the mage to activate the magic circle.
Chapter completed!