The next morning.

The sky above the Vaal River was covered with clouds, and the wind smelled of burning war.

[Lele Fortress] stands majestically on the river bank. The solid stone walls and bridges are like the last barrier of the Kailasel family, isolating the northern and southern continents.

The atmosphere inside and outside the fortress was extremely solemn. 700 family Aurors lined up nervously for defense. Their red robes rustled in the wind, their wands were clenched, but their eyes could not hide the faint fear.

The success or failure of this bridgehead fortress will determine the final direction of the entire siege of Letherian.

Inside the fortress, Calvin Kelasel personally took charge. He was wearing a red robe embroidered with gold snake patterns. He stood on the watchtower of the fortress, his eyes locked on the enemy who was about to move in the dense forest in the distance.

His face was tense, his hands were clutching the amulet tightly, and he was extremely anxious inside.

Five days ago, when it came to ten wins and ten losses, the advantage was mine. The Dark Lord had no chance at all. As long as he persisted a little longer, the Dark Lord would eventually be expelled.

Five days later, the Emerald Witch led her team to break through the defense line, the siege collapsed, the Auror class retreated, and the family suffered a hundred years of grief, losing to Meng Xin in the finals.

The entire battle can be summarized as:

Calvin Kersela: "Trust me, we'll stick to it!"

Auror class: "If you don't believe it, you are defeated."

As the Auror Commander of the Naga Ring, Calvin himself created a pillar of shame in history.

He will be nailed to it for the rest of his life, and it will be nailed and hung firmly, making people laugh for the rest of his life.

What makes Calvin Kelsela feel most uncomfortable is that the resources of the Magic Network are rapidly depleting, which makes him feel suffocated - the powerful network that once supported the rule of the Kellasel family has now been dismantled and riddled with holes.

There was no chance of mocking the Dark Lord's march before, the Emerald Witch was just a lunatic.

After being beaten, Camille Schiffany became really strong and she was a real witch.

This is not because they suddenly became enlightened, but because they knew that if they spoke harshly, they would not even have the chance to escape.

At this moment, opposite [Rele Fortress], the Dark Lord's march has completed its final deployment.

Camille Schiffany stood in the center of the front line, her emerald green hair bun trembling slightly in the wind, her eyes burning like a torch.

Eight personas are distributed in the marching array, each guiding the Black Devil's detachment to prepare.

This is not a simple attack, this is a complete encirclement and termination.

"Advance step by step and disintegrate their last stubborn resistance!"

The thinker led the command team to quickly implement the tactics on the sandbox into the battlefield layout.

By weakening the enemy's magic net and accurately calculating the terrain around Leile Fortress, she formulated a tactical plan of "segmented suppression and gradual siege".

In front of the bridge outside the fortress, the Challenger Persona personally led the first wave of charging troops. Wearing a red battle robe, she raised her wand high and glanced at the Black Demons who were ready to go behind her with a cold gaze.

Her voice is like a war drum, and she takes the lead every time.

The black demons responded loudly, and hundreds of wizards chanted the Ouroboros curse in unison. Silver-white magic surged like a sea tide, impacting the shield of Lele Fortress. The rays of light were like sharp blades, piercing through

Dark clouds over the fortress.

The first wave of offensive kicked off the battle.

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Inside the fortress, Calvin watched the shield tremble, his eyes red, and he shouted:

"Use all firepower! Line up the golems to withstand their attack!"

Under his command, the defenders released blazing six-ring magic, thunder, lightning, flames and ice blades that wreaked havoc on the battlefield.

However, facing the advancement of the Dark Lord's march, the Aurors gradually showed signs of fatigue.

The second echelon is led by the Peacemaker Persona, who is responsible for guiding the large forces to advance steadily and distracting enemy firepower.

She stood at the back, commanding the battlefield with a gentle but firm voice:

"Stand out, keep the front stable, follow-up echelons supplement the frontline firepower, and don't let the enemy find a breakthrough point."

At this time, the melancholic personality asked inappropriately:

"You are a pacifist and your command is so orderly. Do you have a misunderstanding about 'kill all the enemies'?"

The Peaceful Man smiled slightly:

"No, the true meaning of peace is to leave no opponents behind."

The melancholy person is dejected and pitiful:

"What if there are too many casualties on the front line?"

The Peaceful Man said calmly:

"Casualties are our final mission progress. Complete it and we win."

While the two personalities were talking, when the first wave of the Dark Lord's march tore open the outer wall of the fortress, Camille, who was wearing the master personality of the Perfectionist, had already led an elite team to break through to the south side of the fortress, and began to disintegrate with a clear goal.

The enemy's magic support node.

Her voice was cold and precise: "Lock their magic network resource hub and completely cut off the energy supply to the reinforcement circle!"

And the inappropriate voice of the melancholic personality sounded again.

"Then let me ask you, what if the enemy repairs it in advance?"

The perfect personality glanced at the melancholy man, sighed and said:

"They don't have 'just in case' authority."

"Then let me ask you, master personality, the tactics of a perfectionist, the error tolerance rate is 0%?"

Sometimes, Camille really feels that Type Six has inherited all the bad traits of her personality, being both a coward and a virgin.

Fortunately, the other party was just talking nonsense and was very obedient when it was time to be obedient.

"If you can make 0% mistakes, the enemy will fail 100%."

Camille replied to the melancholic personality, and then before the other party said "Then let me ask you", he killed Calvin Kelasel who was marching in front of him.

Upon seeing this, the other eight sub-personalities immediately rushed towards the opponent along with the main personality.

With the precise suppression of the Black Demon's magic power, the Kailasel family's magic network nodes began to collapse, and the defenders' counterattack gradually became powerless.

By evening, the defenders in the fortress had fallen into despair.

They discovered that the Dark Lord's march was not only large in number and well coordinated, but also formed an unshakable offensive under Camille's control.

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Click——

The shield of Lele Fortress made a last frightening cracking sound in the night, and the broken magic ripples were like a gorgeous magic meteor in the air, and then dissipated invisible.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Aurors on the wall looked pale and looked desperately at the Dark Lord marching in. The battle cry and the roar of magic instantly filled the entire fortress.

On the observation deck of the fortress, Calvin Kellaser stood quietly, looking towards the Vaal River in the distance.

The reinforcements he had originally hoped for have not yet arrived, and the surrounding magic network hubs have long been destroyed by the Green Witch's men. Together with the magic network barriers he was proud of, they were also reduced to dust in several rounds of fierce attacks.

Calvin's hand touched the family crest on his chest, his fingertips trembled slightly, but his expression showed no sign of flinching.

"For the Kellasel family."

A trace of determination flashed in Calvin's eyes, and he clenched his wand, his heart filled with determination to die.

"No matter what, the Ring of Naga will never fall into the hands of those scum."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Calvin's mouth, and he whispered:

"Let me see what your so-called 'witch' is capable of."

He jumped down from the steps and landed in the central square of the fortress, facing the Emerald Witch and her eight personas approaching step by step.

Camille, wearing the master's personality mask, walked forward slowly, holding a magic wand, his eyes cold and solemn.

The other eight clones surrounded him, locking Calvin tightly in the center.

"Calvin Kellaser, the war is over, you lost."

"Followers of the Dark Lord, you are just a group of bandits under the cloak of faith! The Kelasel family has guarded this land for hundreds of years. Even if we lose it today, I will make you pay the price!" Calvin said with a sneer.

"Your family is not a guardian, it is just a cancer parasitic on the wizard class. Glory? It was obtained by sacrificing countless ordinary wizards, right?" the enthusiastic person laughed.

"Kelasel's arrogance is just like your fire magic. When the time comes - bang, it's gone." The challenger took the words and sarcastically said.

Camille behind the main persona sighed.

The persona is like this. The main personality only needs to be responsible for control, while the other sub-personalities have many things to consider in order to express their emotional selves to their fullest.

The two sides didn't talk too much trash. When the challenger finished speaking, Calvin directly raised his wand, and fierce magic suddenly surged around his body.

His voice was like a roar:

"Stupid witch, I will never let them threaten Kailasel's rule——"

boom--

A blazing fireball quickly flew out of his hand, aiming directly at the masked clones in the front array. The flames exploded instantly, and blazing heat waves rolled around.

Challenger Mask quickly cast a defensive shield, followed closely, and the other clones used magic barriers and efficient movement to disperse the impact of the explosion.

"Disperse the formation and pay attention to your position!"

Thinker Mask commanded calmly.
To be continued...