2702: Magic Crisis (3)

Magic Crisis (3)

Without magic, the Mages could no longer launch any spells. They stood in the center of the army and looked at their companions who were constantly being exterminated by the devils at the front line. Their eyes were bloodshot as they held their staffs tightly. At this moment, they felt that they were so insignificant. In a large-scale war, their strength was not worth mentioning.0

Their brothers were still fighting with their lives on the line, but they could only hide at the back and foolishly look at the tragic situation in front of them. They could not provide any support.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" A young Mage stood among the crowd with tears streaming down his face. His flushed face was filled with despair and unwillingness. The staff in his hand was about to shatter.

"The Priests have returned to the city to retrieve more potions. Those who have exhausted their magic, seize the opportunity to rest. As soon as the potions arrive, you have to join the battle immediately. Don't f*cking pull a long face. The reason we can still stand is because our Knight and Swordsmen brothers risked their lives in exchange. Remember this clearly!" Magic Wolf growled. The seven wolves had been assigned to the battlefield. As the earliest members of Sun Never Sets, they were responsible for the arrangement of their teams.

At such a time, they absolutely could not let negative emotions appear on the battlefield.

"Yes!" The young Mage wiped his tears and answered firmly.

They had no right to cry. The ones who had really sacrificed themselves were their brothers. They had no right to self-pity here. They had to recover quickly so that they could give the Devil race the greatest blow when the potions arrived.

The entire battle lasted for a long time, from day to night. The number of casualties on both sides was incalculable.

Among the alliance army, the number of Knight casualties had reached a terrifying level. There were only hundreds of thousands of Knights left in the million-strong army. Many of them were riddled with scars and could no longer support themselves. After fighting for an entire day and night, both sides had entered a state of extreme exhaustion.'

The Archers' hands trembled uncontrollably due to them having to constantly pull their bows. The Priests were exhausted while the face of the Mages were pale.

Flames flickered in the night, illuminating various parts of the battlefield. Wherever the flames lit up, fallen bodies could be seen everywhere.

"Everyone, retreat back to the city." All of a sudden, a white light shrouded the earth and in an instant, Xiu's voice sounded in everyone's ears.

The alliance army reacted at the first instance. They quickly retracted their front line and moved the entire army towards Sun Never Sets.

This battle had completely overdrawn everyone's physical strength and energy. The first group of people to enter Sun Never Sets collapsed the moment they stepped through the city gates.

Outside the city, they could desperately squeeze out the last of their strength to fight against the Devil race. However, when they stepped into the familiar Sun Never Sets, their bones seemed to have fallen apart. It was so painful that they instantly fainted. Signs of serious overexertion of physical strength appeared all over their bodies.

Shen Yanxiao stood at the city gates. Her white clothes were soaked in blood as she looked at the army that was retreating back into the city under the cover of artillery.

The physique of humans could not be compared to that of devils. The physical strength of devils was second only to dragons. They would not feel tired even if they fought for three days and nights. However, most of the people in the alliance army were humans. In such a high-intensity battle, the human body could not sustain for a long time.

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