The abstinent priest Nancy recognized at first sight that the one who had just used the star power was the magician she had seen in the first half of the night.
Unexpectedly, she had stayed in a tent with such a dangerous wizard before.
Rudolf looked at the five witch hunters who appeared, feeling a little uneasy.
In the distant sky, the airships of both sides were still fighting. On the battlefield, he also saw the Level 5 knights of the Restoration Army, who could burst into Level 6 knights at any time. If they were noticed, or noticed by the alchemists of the United States of Elba, they might not be able to survive, and going to the South Continent would be a luxury.
Rudolf was very restrained. It would be best not to attract attention in the next battle. He sank instantly and disappeared under the ground.
A druid witch hunter suddenly squatted down and slapped his hands on the ground. Druids can control the roots of the ground, and the roots of the nearby roadside trees and lawns grow rapidly.
Not only that, the abstinent priest Nancy knelt on one knee on the ground, chanting something with her eyes closed.
"Life is nothing but a clock that swings between pain and boredom;
it may be pain because of unsatisfied desires, or boredom after desires are satisfied;
the end of life is nothing but a long sleep, which is the long sleep we long for, a long sleep that will never wake up, no longer experience pain and boredom..."
There is a kind of irresistible divine power in Nancy's voice.
The knights who heard Nancy's voice lowered their swords a little, and suddenly felt that everything they had tonight became meaningless, and the war with the alchemist suddenly became very boring.
What is "meaning"? Who defines this word?
Everything can end after the long sleep, this humble life that is either painful or boring...
The struggle before and now is just to live in the evaluation of others. If you don't care about the evaluation of others, will everything become simple?
There is no need to make military merits, no need to fight hard, no need to fight for those acres of land, no need, everything seems not so important.
However, at this time, the ordinary militiamen were the least affected by the abstinence magic.
Seeing the cavalry standing there in a daze, the militiamen boldly started shooting one by one.
The soldiers who followed the cavalry of the Restoration Army were mostly ordinary soldiers. They became the main force of the battle at this time and confronted the militia.
What the militia did not expect was that even without the command of the knight officers, they were no match for the professional army. The casualties of the militia suddenly increased at this moment, and one militiaman after another died in a pool of blood.
These militiamen may have been neighbors, relatives, or friends before. Seeing familiar people die at this time, some of them were aroused and rushed to the Restoration Army, which would kill them faster, while others were frightened and turned around and ran away, which would kill them slower.
Rudolph squatted in the sewer. This sewer was a rainwater sewer, so there was no smelly water next to it.
Abigail appeared beside Rudolph and helped Rudolph restrain the magic of the abstinence priest. From the soil above his head, the whispers of the abstinence priest were faintly heard.
If Rudolph listened to the abstinence priest's sermon for half an hour, he might really hate the world from then on, and even suicide was not impossible. Many of the enemies of the abstinence priest committed suicide after many days of fighting.
The abstinence priest restrained the silver snake, and the silver snake also restrained the abstinence priest to a certain extent. Rudolf's eyes gradually became clear.
Some roots pierced out of the rainwater pipe, trying to trap Rudolf. Rudolf waved his cane and knocked it on the pipe wall. Under the influence of the thorn stick, the roots almost stopped growing.
At this moment, Rudolf suddenly heard a whistle. It was the level 5 alchemical product!
At some point, an alchemist witch hunter also appeared in the pipe. The next moment, the pipe was suddenly filled with turbulent water.
The water flow contained blood flowing from Rudolf's ears. It was the ruptured eardrum attacked by the whistle.
Rudolf and Abigail disappeared in the rainwater pipe together.
A few minutes later, Rudolf could no longer maintain a low-intensity attack. Several violent explosions occurred throughout the block. It was the finger made of gunpowder that was taking effect. The fierce fire illuminated the entire block and exposed the battle to others.
"What's going on there?"
Count Pallu had just broken through the defenses set up by the Constitutional Army at the port, and was riding a horse with the cavalry behind him, walking on the widest main street in the port city of Kodor. This was precious rest time, and they were gathering strength for the next charge.
Count Pallu was so young, less than 40 years old, with his physical strength and experience at the peak, a beard on his face, and dignity and fortitude. He suddenly turned his head and looked to the west of the city.
That was the direction where the left-wing troops were advancing, but there were violent fluctuations in the battle there.
Soon, a staff officer reported to the count with the battle report observed on the airship.
"My Lord Earl! A flanking squad of the left-wing troops encountered two strange forces. A witch-hunting team consisting of 7 witch hunters was fighting with a wizard.
However, the officers of the flanking squad judged that the two groups seemed to be outsiders who raided the port of Kordor tonight and did not attack the flanking squad."
"Oh?" This is really strange. This kind of situation actually happened on the battlefield. Count Pallu has never heard of it before: "Are they witch hunters from the Elba Alchemy Council?"
"No! The officers of the flanking squad reported that from the badges revealed by the witch hunters, they are witch hunters from the Alchemy Council of the Northern Carolingian Kingdom."
This made Count Pallu a little confused. He turned his head and looked at Viscount Paulus not far behind him.
Viscount Paulus is his nephew, fat and not wearing knight armor. He is the falconer of the Earl of Pallu.
The nobles' falconers are like the trial office of the Alchemy Council, responsible for handling dangerous incidents related to heresy in the territory.
"Paulus, go and see what's going on."
Paulus bowed and saluted on horseback: "I will follow your orders, my master."
When turning to leave, Paulus already had a plan in mind. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Those who are being chased by witch hunters are very useful in this special period.
When Viscount Paulus quickly came to the scene, he saw the officers of the flanking team who were at a loss on the side.
"My Lord Viscount! You are here!" The knight officer breathed a sigh of relief. Such a tricky matter must be handled by a count's attendant like Viscount Paulus. He
was just affected by the abstinence priest, but fortunately the wizard's move was extremely explosive, turning the ground over and interrupting the abstinence priest's spell.
"You go and complete your original task, leave this here to me."
The knight officer turned his horse and left, continuing to head towards the target, but after being delayed for so long, it is estimated that he will not have much military merit left.
Viscount Paulus looked at the fierce battle on the opposite side and made a judgment in an instant. It was indeed a battle between witch hunters and wizards.