Werewolf wizard.

Chapter 76 The Spell That Was Broken
On the shore of West Virginia Lake, the church and the cultists were still fighting, but the two Forsaken, the three-star blood warlock Rachel Komnenos, and even the bishop of the Achaean Patriarchate and half of the God-loved Knights were no longer on the shore.

But the cultists, warlocks, and church armies continue to fight.

The civilians held hostage by both sides were the main targets, with countless casualties and corpses strewn across the ground.

At this time, all the civilians who were still alive were crying out for help in the war.

Because by now, those believers who have been completely brainwashed by the Church of the Storm can no longer survive, and those civilians who are so cowardly that they are afraid of angering the warlocks can no longer survive.

The rest must be civilians who just want to survive.

But the warlocks don't need civilians to remain calm, as they can just extract their vitality. However, the church army needs civilians to have firm faith in the God of Storms and that there is no supernatural power in this world.

Therefore, the church army is now gradually falling into a disadvantage.

This group of crazy people seem even crazier when facing desperate situations.

"We are the guards of the gods. We cannot lose to evil. The God of Storms will protect us!"

"It's all the fault of those civilians running around. Come back here quickly. Keep standing here and chanting. Even if you die, you will at most go to the Lord's heaven. Why do you have to run away? Death is not scary at all. If you dare to run away..."

A church knight wearing full plate armor and a cloak embroidered with the pattern of the holy relics of the God of Storms appeared behind a fleeing woman.

The woman was terrified and hugged her child, saying, "Sir, I came here with you voluntarily. Please don't kill me. You said that we..."

The next moment, the church knight's two-handed sword slashed at her body, cutting her in half with one blow.

"Stand back where you are and continue to sing your prayers. If anyone disobeys, I will kill him on the spot."

"As long as you die heroically, you will be able to go to the Kingdom of God! So don't be afraid of death!"

The remaining civilians from various territories were filled with despair.

They could only stand back on the original shore, next to a pile of civilian corpses, and sing scriptures in a weak and unbelieving tone.

So who can come to rescue them?

Must they die here today?

With just one word from those big shots, they have to wait for death obediently. Can they really go to the Heaven of the God of Storms?

A sense of hope surged in the hearts of many civilians, not because they could believe that the Storm God's Kingdom was real, but because they really needed the Storm God's Kingdom to exist.

The two one-star blood warlocks who were slaughtering knights and church soldiers saw this scene and started laughing at the same time.

They stretched out their hands to the civilians, and suddenly a large amount of vitality gathered on their bodies. At the same time, they simply absorbed the vitality of their companions around them.

All the ordinary people around them lay on the ground wailing.

Then, they summoned a more powerful [Wind of Indifference] to attack and kill the enemy.

A sorcerer said: "The church's style is really ridiculous. They talk about justice, but I don't know what they are thinking."

His companion grinned in the battle, "Today, everyone except us will die here. No one can save them. This is the law of the jungle, and this is the final fate of mankind."

“Hahahaha… No one can escape death here.”

He stretched out his hand and completely sucked the life force out of an old man, and the old man from Frank Territory fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Knights, you too, die! Resist the tyranny of knights and embrace a world of equality!"

The warlock was about to swing the scythe in his hand to attack the senior knight of the church in front of him, but suddenly, he turned his head to the left in surprise.

Because he felt a clear earthquake on the ground.

It was as if something heavy was approaching.

Then he saw it, he saw the solemn and holy angel statue Soldier No. 1 walking across the flat ground in the distance.

The old craftsman who carved him mistakenly thought that this was a religious matter entrusted to him by Sunan, so in terms of image design, the angel statue No. 1 soldier is perfect.

At the same time, he also saw the ten gargoyles hovering above the head of Angel Statue No. 1.

But in just a moment, the gargoyles were already above their heads, attacking the church knights, church soldiers and two cultists.

The third-party attack that came out of nowhere stunned both the good and evil sects.

Both the church knights and the warlocks were very surprised as to why a group of gargoyles suddenly attacked them.

The knights found it even more difficult to understand.

"What the hell is this? Can the stones move? How can we kill them? Do we have to kill a bunch of stones?" "Is that angel statue sent by the God of Storms to help us..."

"These stone statues are attacking us... They are the enemy."

"Damn it, using swords and knives to cut these gargoyles won't do much good. These gargoyles are not flesh and blood. Even if we cut them and leave scars on them, it won't do much good."

The warlocks were more knowledgeable, but their responses were not much better.

"These are... wizard puppets. How is it possible that in this era, who can make such a large number of puppets? In this era, there are so many puppets."

"Could it be that native wizard? Lady Rachel kept us here on purpose to deal with him."

"Are you kidding me? A group of golems of this size, tell me, is this the work of a wizard who has no legitimate magical heritage. Are you crazy, or am I? Wait a minute, why can't my Wind of Indifference hit those gargoyles in the air?"

Sunan's voice appeared behind him. "The reason is very simple. I have analyzed your Wind of Indifference. Although it is impossible to use it without the blood of a warlock, my sacrificial stone, the Gargoyle, has the ability to reorganize, and also uses related wind magic. As long as I make some minor changes in the battle-"

"For example, if you increase their sensitivity to the [Wind of Indifference], they can immediately move in the direction they are in if they come into contact with your [Wind of Indifference] within a 5-meter radius."

The one-star bloodline warlock immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He turned around quickly, jumped back, looked at Su Nan in plain clothes and said, "When did you come to my side? Why can't I feel your magic power? Are you the wizard lord?"

"And...how is it possible to use the method you just mentioned? Can you break our bloodline spell so easily?"

Sunan glanced at him, and then said to all the civilians around him: "All civilians in Peter's group, stand up and leave this battlefield immediately. Don't worry about your life being in danger, I will protect you. As for the other civilians, you can run if you can, but I am not responsible for protecting you."

"I have no obligation to protect you."

Letting them escape is still out of humanitarianism.

The eyes of the civilians who were originally in despair suddenly brightened up, especially those in Peter's territory.

Since the war began, Sunan is the only one who has told them that he will protect them.

Everyone wanted them to sacrifice, but only Sunan said he would protect them.

Many of the survivors led by Peter even cried for joy and kept expressing their gratitude to Sunan.

The blood sorcerer who was frightened away suddenly became angry. "Whoever dares to run away will be killed immediately."

He swung his scythe, summoning the wind of indifference, and then looked at Sunan.

The next moment, he became confused.

Because Sunan did not dodge or avoid, but stood where he was, calmly raising his left hand.

“Hahahaha… I succeeded. As long as the Wind of Indifference can really cut anyone, I can cut them in half. Idiot, you actually dared to block the Wind of Indifference. This is a favor from the Blind King…”

The next moment, the blood warlock's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and saliva flowed out, like a mentally retarded child.

"How...how is it possible?"

"How could he catch it with his bare hands, Leng Mo Feng? If he tried to dodge, I could understand, but how could he catch it with his bare hands..."

The moment the cold wind touched Su Nanping's raised left hand, it shattered, as if it had been cut into pieces by Su Nan's hand knife.

However, this was indeed an illusion. Sunan looked at the birch sap stabilizing potion crushed in his left palm, and then used the stabilizing potion to contain the cold wind. "Shocked? Unable to think?"

"You are too weak to stop thinking just because you saw an unknown phenomenon. I've said before that I've done a lot of research on the Wind of Indifference. It's just that there is a lot of data that needs to be repeatedly extrapolated, but that's nothing to me."

"As long as I use magic to suppress the power of the Cold Wind spell the moment it attacks me, and then use the stabilizing potion to contain it, I can do it..."

Sunan threw the Baiye tree sap potion forward, and immediately the wind of indifference that had been absorbed before was released again.

This cold wind cut a gully in the slightly soft mud on the lakeshore, and at the same time stopped the knights, soldiers and warlocks who wanted to chase the fleeing civilians.

The blood sorcerer who was fighting against Sunan was completely unable to understand what was happening.

It was impossible to understand why Sunan could cast the spell that he was so proud of with his bare hands. He had to absorb so much vitality to cast this spell once.

I can’t understand why Sunan can directly release his own spells.

I couldn't understand what Sunan meant by saying that if we slightly modified the gargoyle, their spells would not hit it.

Isn't casting a spell just about aiming at the enemy and bombarding him hard?
Why is it that the magic that he is so proud of is so powerless against Sunan!

Sunan looked at them calmly. A first-class wizard apprentice beating up a few one-star warlocks and official knights was like an adult beating up a child.

However, it seems that the three forces have entered the wizard ruins, so we must speed up the progress here.

(End of this chapter)