Chapter 19 Coincidence?

Suren and Number Nineteen rushed towards the Eighth-Order Archmage, Boris, and in an instant, they both noticed something.

From the distant forest, the unique boiler-charging sounds of mechanical warriors suddenly erupted.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"..."

The mechs used energy to jet through the air, creating ripples of airwaves with each step.

The figures were also extremely fast, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Even though they were wearing full-coverage mechanical armor, Suren immediately recognized the soul of the kidnapped Miss Dora among them, and muttered to himself, "Heh, what a coincidence."

He wasn't surprised that there would be people from the Mafa army in this cursed space.

He knew that there were experts from the Mafa military when someone destroyed another magic array node outside.

But he didn't expect to meet Miss Dora again.

Seeing that there was an Eighth-Order modified mechanical warrior of the general level, Suren felt it was just right.

With these people helping, the chance of killing Boris in a short time was even greater.

Suren informed Number Nineteen, and the two sides exchanged no words, tacitly surrounding and attacking.

......

"Damn it! How does this guy have helpers!"

Gloom filled Boris' eyes.

Seeing a Mechanical Angel suddenly appear was already completely unexpected.

Now, this group of mechanical warriors had arrived?

However, now was not the time to think about these things; how to deal with the crisis at hand was the top priority.

The people of the Ten Thousand Men Magic Corps were held back by the Black Dragon and could not spare any manpower.

The Wind Archmage knew that he could only rely on himself.

He wanted to use his ability to quickly shift positions to avoid the battle, but the Golden-Winged Warrior's flight speed was extremely fast, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

After being entangled, he was immediately swarmed.

Facing so many enemies alone, he had already fallen into a desperate situation.

Boris reacted extremely quickly. He took out a crystal ball and instantly drew a massive amount of magic power. Magic power surged throughout his body, and his robes fluttered. At the same time, he raised his staff and chanted mysterious spells, shouting sharply, "Sanctuary... Open!"

Looking again, a huge blue vortex formed within a radius of a thousand meters around him.

The two cultivation systems of mages and alchemists were vastly different.

The Eighth-Order mark of a mage was the "Law Sanctuary," which could be roughly understood as an enhanced version of a domain.

The Sanctuary was like a temporary magic tower, rapidly drawing and controlling the massive free elements nearby. This allowed the Archmage to have sufficient magic power to cast various high-energy "forbidden spell" level spells. His combat power would skyrocket several times over on the spot.

However, unfortunately, mechanical warriors did not need to absorb elemental energy from the outside world.

Their power came from their own magic energy boilers and various internal combustion mechanical boilers.

Therefore, the Sanctuary had very limited restrictions on mechanical warriors.

As for Suren, the only traditional alchemist present, he also had the continuous spiritual power recovery of the [Isaac Alchemic Heart], so the impact was not great.

Boris watched his Sanctuary unfold, and the enemies were not affected in any way. His face instantly turned extremely gloomy.

But the magic book in his right hand had already flipped through the wind, and the magic wand in his left hand had also gathered a strong wind element power. One after another, ultra-high energy spells were released.

[Forbidden Spell: Wind Dragon Descent], [Arcane Art: Song of the Great Wind], [Forbidden Art: Wind Demon Curse]...

In an instant, a strong wind arose.

As soon as he made a move, he was desperate.

Various powerful spells that originally required consuming lifespan and had super-powerful magic backlash were used.

The sky was filled with a riot of demons.

In the huge cursed space, all the wind was drawn up, as if the heavens and earth were crying, which sounded particularly eerie.

It also contained hidden murderous intent!

"Clang," "Clang," "Clang"...

Flashes of fire flickered across the sky.

The mechanical warriors withstood the wind blades that could cut gold and split rocks in the howling wind.

Fortunately, everyone had mechanical bodies; otherwise, even a Seventh-Order professional would have their domains shattered in this Eighth-Order storm.

Number Nineteen and the Mafa general stood at the forefront, beating them up in a chaotic fashion.

The others provided various outputs from behind.

In comparison, Suren was relatively relaxed.

Although he didn't have a mechanical body to block wind magic damage, he had the terrifying wax figure [Young Master William].

The wax figure turned into an elemental body, and the shadow of the Wind Witch enveloped Suren's body. The same wind element domain absorbed most of the wind magic damage. Although the wind blades still clanged on the rune gold body, there was no threat.

The battle instantly reached a climax.

No one dared to underestimate the dying combat power of an Eighth-Order Archmage. A slight carelessness could lead to fatal damage.

Both sides were fighting desperately.

Although the Mafa mechanical warriors were covered in heavy armor, the wind was everywhere and pervasive. After the coating and runes on the surface of the mechs were scraped off by the wind magic, the alloy alone could not withstand the Eighth-Order wind.

Boris's injuries were increasing, and his attack methods were becoming more and more sharp, completely adopting a life-for-life style.

In this kind of fierce battle, several Sixth-Order modified armor limbs were torn apart, turning into fragments that fell from the sky.

Unfortunately, the kidnapped miss's armor was also a Sixth-Order modification.

Seeing her injured, Suren teleported over immediately, wanting to protect her.

After all, she came to help, and it would be a bit unkind to be killed under his nose.

However, to Suren's surprise, at the moment of contact, he saw that Dora's body, cut by the wind element inside the mechanical armor, actually showed a metallic luster?

Like a gargoyle, the wound healed instantly.

"Metal body?"

Glancing at the corner of his eye, Suren was filled with surprise.

He remembered that the kidnapped miss was clearly a normal flesh-and-blood body, so why was this happening?

He also guessed that this was the strange place he had sensed before.

There was no small secret on this Dora.

Obviously, she wouldn't die even if he didn't rescue her.

The two looked at each other, and Dora still showed a hint of gratitude.

Although the metal limbs were damaged, it was not a major problem.

The battle was critical, and Suren didn't say much. He joined the battlefield again.

......

Suren and his group were thinking about a quick kill, so they didn't hold back, and all kinds of trump cards were used on the enemy.

No matter how strong a mage was, there were times for casting and magic power depletion. After surviving Boris's last burst of glory, all that was left was annihilation.

Before long, Number Nineteen and the Mafa general joined forces to severely damage Boris. Once the magic shield was broken, Suren teleported behind him and cut off the Eighth-Order Archmage's head with a single strike.

As soon as the soul appeared on the corpse, Suren instantly harvested it.

[You have stripped the soul of 'Boris Wheeler']

[You have obtained a large number of 'Eighth-Order Wind Element Law insights,' 'Wind Magic Spells,' 'Wind Rune Language']

[You have learned the 'structure, tactics, and legion magic of super-large magic groups...']

[You have obtained intelligence: 'The plane channel is in a remote mountainous area, which has been tightly controlled by the magic group...']

[Mental power +1001]

[...]

This was the first Eighth-Order powerhouse's soul that Suren had harvested, and it was very complete.

Various wind law knowledge and insights poured into his mind. With the blessing of the [Profane Crown]'s ultra-high comprehension at the Seventh-Order fusion, he immediately had a very wonderful deep experience, gaining some insights beyond his level of understanding.

Also, because he had previously obtained some super-order insights from the Ninth-Order Master Pierre, it seemed that the broken ladder to heaven had been reconnected with several sections of stairs, and many insights suddenly became clear.

Suren's own understanding of the wind law was instantly elevated by several major steps.

He didn't have time to carefully digest those insights.

The few people looked at each other, and Suren said, "Scatter!"

The people from Mafa also immediately understood and quickly dispersed.

Now, they handed the problem over to the Ten Thousand Men Magic Corps in the distant forest.

......

The guys from the Celestial God plane watched their own Archmage Boris being killed, but there was nothing they could do.

They had to go all out in the fierce battle with the Black Dragon.

By the time they thought about being able to free up their hands to provide support, the battle was already over.

The remaining Eighth-Order Archmage who was fighting the evil dragon had a dark face.

Originally, they would not have been so passive.

This kind of Ten Thousand Men Magic Corps with rich combat experience would never have made any low-level mistakes of underestimating the enemy.

In their plan, Boris was deliberately left out to deal with emergencies.

Even the previous sudden attack on the camp by Suren, and the later summoning of the Black Dragon... looked like a sudden event, but it was actually within their estimated risks.

The original plan was to have the Ten Thousand Men Corps and the magic array hold back the Black Dragon, and Boris, as an Eighth-Order, was completely sufficient to deal with any emergencies.

Thinking that even if there was really an accident, with the combat power of his Eighth-Order Wind Mage, he would definitely not be easily defeated.

But he never expected such a situation.

Killed in a short time?

Until they saw the corpse fall, they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Although the native's methods were very strange, he was clearly only a Sixth-Order warlock!

In the ten days since they last met, not only had he become a Seventh-Order, but where did this group of mechanical warriors come from?

Among them, there were even two mechanical warriors who could withstand Eighth-Order Archmages?

It wasn't that the magic corps wasn't cautious enough, but no one had expected this situation.

Even Suren himself.

Originally, he just wanted to pick up some leaks, find some [Activated Silver] and other treasures, and that would be about it.

As for killing an Eighth-Order Archmage, he never had this idea at all.

Because it was impossible!

Even with the Black Dragon.

He had long expected that the other party would set a trap for him to walk into.

But he didn't expect to meet the resentment of the Dwarf King in the Dwarf underground city.

Then, by chance, the resentment repaired the [Archangel Wings], giving Number Nineteen such strong combat power.

Then, meeting Dora and her group from Mafa was also a coincidence.

Because they knew each other before, a cooperation was reached in an instant.

All kinds of coincidences.

......

The battle ended, and the Mafa group quickly left the battlefield and hid in the forest.

Although there were some battle losses, this team was greatly encouraged.

After all, they had just killed one of the enemy's Eighth-Order combat forces!

Moreover, judging from the current situation, this Ten Thousand Men Corps was very likely to be completely buried in this cursed space.

This was definitely a great benefit for their empire!

General Sam looked into the distance and squinted, "That Golden Angel Winged mechanical warrior is really strong. I saw just now that the style of rune forging is obviously the inheritance of the Mountain Dwarf race. It can only be forged by craftsmen who are at least legendary grandmasters. And what's even more rare is that she is a fully mechanically modified super mechanical warrior with almost no weaknesses. I didn't expect that besides the 'Mr. Mirror' in Dawn, there would be such combat power."

Speaking of this, he thought of something again, not stingy with his shock, "And that Suren... his strength is also ridiculously strong. Looking at all the geniuses I have seen, whether it is background, temperament, talent... he is the strongest I have ever seen. No one can compare with him. No wonder he can comprehend the domineering aura of the Sovereign Race. Seeing him today, he really has the potential of a top powerhouse."

Dora listened to General Sam directly say Suren's name, as well as that series of praises, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes.

After pondering for a moment, she murmured, "This 'Dawn' organization is indeed extraordinary."

Before, listening to the civilization inheritance righteousness that the hateful guy said, she was still skeptical.

After all, she was extorted.

She always felt that this guy's motives were impure.

But now, seeing his mechanical puppet legion killing these plane invaders, she suddenly felt that those ransoms were worth it.

No matter where you looked at it from, what Dawn did was the same as what they advertised.

At this time, someone asked, "Colonel Dora, what are we going to do now?"

Dora exhaled a deep breath, and her tone was complicated, "Hide, and leave the rest to time. That guy thought of this step from the very beginning. That Ten Thousand Men Corps will definitely not be able to get out alive."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the mechanical warriors who had just participated in the battle were all complicated.

......

Suren and Number Nineteen also found an inconspicuous place in the forest and hid.

Now, all they had to do was wait.

Waiting for the Ten Thousand Men Corps and the Black Dragon to fight to the death.

In the distance, the battle inside the magic array was very loud.

The evil dragon was still making a trapped beast's fight.

If Suren and his group hadn't appeared, the large magic trap set up by the Ten Thousand Men Corps would have been enough to kill this Black Dragon and leave the cursed space.

But now, the situation was different.

If they continued to fight the Black Dragon, they were very clear that "those natives" would never let them kill the Black Dragon smoothly.

However, they couldn't not fight.

The Black Dragon's lair had been destroyed, and now it was trapped in the magic array and beaten up, scarred and full of hatred. Even if they let this Black Dragon leave the magic trap, it would only usher in a devastating revenge, and the situation would only be worse.

They could only continue to fight.

The Ten Thousand Men Corps didn't seem to have suffered much loss, but it had actually fallen into a desperate situation.

Moreover, this was a cursed space, and there was no possibility of escape at all.

Even if they abandoned the car to save the commander, wanting to save some people, it was impossible.

To get out, this Black Dragon had to be killed!

Adelaide, the Eighth-Order leader who commanded the battle, was also very clear about this.

Since "those natives" could kill the deputy leader Boris, they could naturally kill him too.

They had a lot of people, and they would definitely attract the Black Dragon's attention.

Those guys deliberately hid, and that was actually their purpose.

In any case, it seemed that there was only a dead end.

......

The battle inside the magic array suddenly became fierce, and the mages used all their means.

This was the most reasonable choice among all the bad choices.

Only by quickly killing the Black Dragon could they preserve their forces to deal with the "natives."

Suren had long expected that these guys would make such a choice.

Because they had no choice at all.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to take action to disrupt.

Suren himself also wanted to kill the Black Dragon. Now that someone was helping to act as cannon fodder, it was naturally for the best.

At least until the evil dragon was severely damaged, he only planned to watch the show.

Moreover, he also wanted to see if this group of mages had any other trump cards, such as the ability to summon the will of the gods to descend, or magic guides with special effects.

.......

The Black Dragon's vitality was very tenacious. Even with various magic chains binding it, its combat power on the ground was not to be underestimated.

The two sides fought for half a day.

The battle was very tragic.

But in general, the mage corps had the upper hand.

At the cost of hundreds of casualties, they severely damaged the Black Dragon.

With the restriction of the magic trap [Void Forbidden Domain], the Black Dragon's combat power was restricted by more than half. Although dragon scales were immune to most magic, various legion magic guides were specifically used to deal with these difficult existences. At this moment, the Black Dragon's dragon roar was already a bit weak, and its body was covered with everted flesh, and its pair of dragon wings were also full of holes.

Everything seemed to be developing in the expected direction.

Seeing that in just one or two hours, the giant dragon would be killed.

But seeing this scene, Dora, who was hiding in the forest, seemed to see something and suddenly said, "The people in the magic corps have hidden tricks. Those guys are going to take action. Let's prepare for battle too."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, the Mafa people around her instantly entered a combat state.

Although General Sam also keenly captured the fighter, he also asked curiously, "Dora, did you see that the magic corps has a trick?"

Dora shook her head, as if she had a tacit understanding with Suren thousands of meters away, "I didn't see it. But this is the only chance for the magic corps. That guy must be able to think of it too. So he will definitely not give the other party a chance to turn the tables. He will definitely take action."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Sam naturally understood the mystery.

He smiled slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said meaningfully, "This era will be very exciting with young people like you."

......

At the same time, in another place in the forest.

Suren stood up from his hiding place, raised the Bow of Time in his hand, and muttered, "It seems that they are still hiding some trump cards, wanting to wait to give the Black Dragon a fatal blow and catch us off guard. Tsk tsk... whether it is or not, it doesn't matter, I will never give you this chance to turn the tables."

After observing for so long, he had seen all the magic corps' various trump cards, and it was time for him to take action.

Although the Black Dragon's combat power was still strong now, it would be a lot of trouble to deal with later.

But taking action at this time could cut off all the enemy's luck.

Suren didn't hesitate to draw his bow and shoot arrows, shooting out several arrows, accurately taking out several key array points in the magic array.

This action instantly destroyed the stability of the magic array.

As soon as the Black Dragon struggled, several magic towers collapsed instantly, and dozens of mages died on the spot.

Like pushing over a domino, it quickly triggered a chain reaction. More and more magic towers collapsed, and the light of the magic array dimmed a lot in an instant.

The mages also fell into panic.

Suren didn't plan to shoot more and put away the Bow of Time.

He turned to Number Nineteen beside him and said, "Prepare to slip away, those guys are going to make a last-ditch effort."

Number Nineteen glanced at him and nodded solemnly, "Okay."

Just as he finished speaking, suddenly, the two of them watched the magic array in the distance completely disappear.

Adelaide, the leader of the mage corps, knew that his last plan had been shattered. "The natives" would not give them a chance to execute the Black Dragon.

At this moment, there was no last chance.

Adelaide said with a black face and shouted, "Scatter!"

Almost at the same time, the thousands of mages fled in all directions.

The Black Dragon, no longer bound by the magic array, flapped its wings and flew up, spitting out a burst of angry dragon breath, instantly killing hundreds of people.

It was still not relieved, and it soared in the air, chasing the fleeing crowds and spraying dragon breath wildly.

Without a legion magic shield, how could these people withstand the dragon breath?

Even a Black Dragon in a seriously injured state was not something that these Fifth and Sixth-Order mages could withstand.

The Black Dragon went berserk, chasing the mages and scurrying around the forest, and screams instantly filled the air.

This Ten Thousand Men Mage Corps that had descended from the Celestial God plane for less than a day had completely announced its end from the moment it scattered its formation!

Watching his own members die one after another, the Eighth-Order legion commander's face was full of grief.

He gritted his teeth and led a few elites straight to Suren and the other two.

They no longer held a glimmer of hope for survival, and they were going to drag these natives to be buried with them when they died!

But would Suren let him do as he wished?

He could teleport through space, and Number Nineteen's golden wings were also extremely fast. They could outrun the Wind Archmage before, so could they still outrun a melee rune mage now?

The two of them watched the people chasing them and ran away without hesitation.

They had no intention of confronting the legion commander head-on, and just ran all the way.

Even if they occasionally suffered a long-range magic attack, Number Nineteen could easily withstand it, without any threat.

Suren could even take the opportunity to harvest a wave of souls in places with a lot of corpses.

There wasn't much of a problem with their chase and escape.

But the Ten Thousand Men Corps was about to be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

How fast did the Black Dragon fly?

The furious Dragon Bro was like a black lightning, spraying dragon breath wildly in the forest.

Dive, glide, spray... repeated cycles.

In just a quarter of an hour, the Ten Thousand Men Corps had already died seven or eight thousand people.

The survivors were scattered in the jungle.

The Black Dragon's wisdom was not low. How could it not remember that the culprit who severely injured it was this legion commander Adelaide?

It watched the minions being sprayed to death, so how could it not notice the two groups of people chasing and escaping?

It changed direction and flew over aggressively.

Suddenly, the chase between the two sides immediately turned into a three-party chase.

Adelaide also straightened his face, without trying to escape for his life, but continued to chase after them, looking like he was planning to drag Suren and the other two into the Black Dragon's hatred.

.......

Suren saw this and slightly pursed his lips.

He had never intended to share the Black Dragon's pressure with these mages from beginning to end.

Just at the moment when it turned into a three-party chase, he decisively took Number Nineteen beside him into the Little Void Realm.

Then, with a super-long-distance teleportation of a directional coordinate, he appeared in another inconspicuous corner more than ten kilometers away.

Wrapped in a shroud, his aura immediately disappeared completely.

The Eighth-Order Archmage Adelaide looked at the "natives" who had disappeared out of thin air and could no longer feel any aura, with a look of astonishment.

He turned to look at the Black Dragon that was coming aggressively behind him, and only despair remained in his eyes.

ps. Sorry, I have something to do outside today. The words are coded in an internet cafe, and there may be a few typos. I will slowly correct them.