The staff officer respectfully spread a map in front of Lester. Lester stroked his white beard and looked at the oval area above. He said with some embarrassment: "This range is still a bit big..."

Sir Lorraine helplessly spread his hands and said: "There is no way, the enemy is deep underground after all. If we can be directly above, we can still accurately locate the enemy's position."

Lester rolled his eyes at him. He knew clearly that this was impossible. There were monsters everywhere outside the fortress. And who knew how many lichs were hidden in the dark night?

If you take the risk to detect it, you will definitely be beaten by Roubaozi and will never come back.

"If you find it difficult, why don't I find a few more people?" Lorraine asked carefully.

Lester suddenly became furious and glared at Lorraine. He was very angry that Lorraine doubted his ability. He waved his hand and said, "No, just watch."

Lord Lorraine gave a bitter smile: This old man is a donkey. Talking nicely will never work. If necessary, you have to use some provocation.

Lester looked down at the map again, then raised his head and raised his staff and gestured toward the outside of the camp, roughly measuring the place to start.

Then he nodded, flew into the air lightly, and waved his staff facing south.

The four masters looked at each other, followed him closely, rose into the air, and watched the surroundings vigilantly. In addition, there were several cardinals on the ground who had gathered their holy skills and were ready to take action at any time.

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When magicians cast spells, they are extremely vulnerable to sneak attacks from enemies. They do this to give Lester a chance and ensure his safety.

When Lester danced with the staff in his hand, Lord Lorraine on the ground suddenly felt a strong wind blowing.

Even if you are not a mage, you can still feel a powerful force slowly gathering above your head.

There was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the air, the sound was low, as powerful as the muffled thunder in the clouds, and shocking.

Lorraine raised his head, and a cyclone visible to the naked eye was rapidly rotating around Lester.

In the strong wind, the robes of the Forbidden Magician were fluttering, and his hair and beard were swaying in the wind. From a distance, he looked as majestic as a god descending to earth.

This was the first time Lorraine had seen the old man going full tilt.

Lester’s battle to become famous was the forbidden spell ‘Ice World’ cast in Maple Leaf Danlin.

Although the forbidden curse buried tens of thousands of Almohad's elite troops in one breath, that night, the old man was hidden in the clouds, and no one saw his furious posture.

Although no one has seen it, there are quite a few works of art depicting Lester casting forbidden spells in Maple Leaf Danlin. For example, there are reliefs on the walls of Maple Leaf Danlin and large oil paintings hanging in the Mage Academy. The Academy

Published illustrations for various designated extracurricular readings...etc.

Among the depictions in those pictures, Lester was all portrayed as majestic and imposing, like Zeus, the god in charge of thunder and lightning.

However, there is still a gap between the image in the oil painting and the real gesture. No matter how vivid the image is, it cannot depict the true momentum.

At this moment, Lester stood in the air, exuding a domineering aura that dominated the world.

This is a superpower who stands at the top of the magic world.

Not the stingy and face-saving old man he usually is.

There was a slight tremor from under my feet, like an earthquake, and the stones on the ground were rolling around.

After a few breaths, the tremors coming from the ground became stronger and stronger.

Lorraine could clearly feel that the tremors had turned into shaking from side to side, just like a real earthquake.

The prince couldn't help but cast a worried look at Lester in mid-air, and thought to himself: This old gentleman won't have too much fun and really cause an earthquake, right?

The shaking became more and more intense, and people on the ground had to hold on to things around them to stabilize themselves to prevent falling. Lord Lorraine was worried that if the shaking continued like this, his semi-underground warehouses would not be able to bear it first.

Not far away in the south, there was a crisp "click" sound, which sounded like the iceberg breaking sound that Lord Lorraine once heard.

Through the pale light of the flare, Lorraine could vaguely see that a long and narrow crack suddenly appeared on the ground outside the camp.

The black crack was like a cracked mouth in the earth, twisting and extending outward, extending from the front of the fortress wall into the dark distance until it disappeared.

Around the crack, a large group of monsters were scurrying backwards, obviously smelling danger.

Then, as if there was a giant pulling hard there, the crack slowly widened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the edge of the crack, countless rocks swayed and fell. Streams of gray smoke erupted from the crack, like an erupting volcano.

Immediately, countless death knell beetles were seen crawling out of the cracks and fleeing backwards quickly.

When the width of the crack reached almost one meter, the ground on both sides of the crack suddenly lifted up, rising half a meter in an instant, making a loud "click" sound, and then crashed back with a low roar.

Lorraine could feel the ground jump suddenly, and gray dust was flying in the sky, like a tide several meters high, completely blocking the view to the south of the fortress.

When the dust slowly dispersed, a long and large pit suddenly appeared on the spot, two meters wide and more than one meter deep, like a river ditch. On both sides of the ditch, there were rugged rocks and jagged canine teeth, which was daunting.

Everyone in the fortress couldn't help but let out an exclamation of surprise.

I had only heard about the power of the Forbidden Curse Magister before, but I never thought that he was so powerful. Just waving his hand, the earth shook and the mountains and rivers changed color. It was really amazing.

At this time, the wind surrounding the fortress slowly stopped, Lester's robe fluttered, and he slowly fell to the ground from the air - although he still had powerful magic and could continue to use it, after all, the enemy's situation was unknown, and no one knew.

How many high-level lichs were watching him eagerly in the dark.

Therefore, he must leave enough remaining strength to launch a decisive battle with a powerful enemy in the near future.

He landed on the ground, then brushed his clothes in a leisurely manner, and said lightly: "Okay, it's done."

Sir Lorraine immediately gave a thumbs up, gestured to Lester, and said: "Well done. As expected of a super forbidden spell magician, once he makes a move, it is really extraordinary, extraordinary~!"

Lester was immediately delighted, then he touched his beard humbly, smiled, waved his hand and said: "It's a small matter, it's a small matter..."

Although he said it lightly, through the lights in the camp, Lorraine could clearly see that the old man's old face was slightly red. He didn't know whether it was because he was embarrassed to be flattered by him, or because he spent too much time in the spell just now.

How much effort?

After Lester cast the spell, the monster group was frightened and hid further.

Therefore, although the entire barracks was on alert, the whole night passed peacefully.

As a result, Sir Luo was also very surprised: Why didn't the monster attack at night? The firepower of the defensive troops would be reduced at night.

But then again, it's always a good thing if the enemy doesn't move.

Lord Lorraine arranged the supply and defense of the fortress, then wrapped himself in a cloak and lay haphazardly on the marching platform for a sleep. It seemed that not long after, he was awakened by a rumble of artillery fire——

The enemy launched another attack.

And the offensive is even more fierce than yesterday.

Surrounding the entire No. 2 Military Station, black swarms of insects rushed up from all directions, hitting the walls of the No. 2 Military Station one after another.

Apparently the commander hiding behind him couldn't stand it any longer.

The rhythm of the battle was the same as yesterday. First, the insect swarm rushed forward, followed by long-range fire from behind, bombarding the interior of the fortress.

The coalition's war fortress came to bomb, and the fighter jet group intercepted the enemy's flying insects.

For a while, it was very lively with you and me fighting each other.

The insects rushed up one after another, and the coalition forces met them with a crazy rain of bullets, and then killed them all one after another.

Large areas of insect corpses were ignited by the fire.

Flames soaring into the sky once again surrounded the entire fortress, and black smoke rose into the sky like giant dragons, twisting with the north wind, almost covering the entire sky.

Under the dim sky, there are fires rising into the sky, thick smoke billowing, insects charging madly like a tide, artillery shells crisscrossing across the sky, a huge fire net woven by machine guns, the fire of exploding artillery shells...

Looking from a distance, the whole scene looks like a killing battlefield in hell.

When Lorraine held up the telescope and patiently observed the battlefield, an old voice suddenly came from behind, saying: "Bugs are just bugs. A group of simple-minded guys can't come up with new tricks to make me happy."

Lorraine turned around and saw Lester walking over in high spirits. Although he had only rested for a few hours, the old man was recovering well.

After the old man displayed his might and power last night, the soldiers who witnessed it were immediately shocked and worshiped the old man like a god.

It turns out that everyone knows that this old mage is very powerful, but only now do they know what kind of powerful magic he is. No matter where he goes, Great Mage Lester will always be looked at with admiration and reverence, not like Lorraine and Leo.

There are two bastards, one big and one small, who always disrespect him.

This made the old man very satisfied.

However, Lorraine could not be happy and said: "Simple? Although this tactic is simple, it is effective because of its simplicity.

Do you think there are fewer enemies today than yesterday?"

Lester paused for a moment, then looked at the battlefield intently for a while, and then shook his head: the monsters surrounding the entire fortress were still a mass of darkness, with no end in sight.

Lorraine explained patiently: "The enemy has an absolute numerical advantage. We can hold them back for one day, two days, three days and five days. But if it takes one month, two months, or even half a year, do you think we can keep them at bay?"

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Lester imagined the scene of fighting in the fortress for two months in his mind, and his face suddenly darkened.

Although the human coalition has fully entered the age of firearms, the soldiers are all tensed up in such a high-intensity war and cannot sustain it for long.

Even if all the soldiers are not exhausted or driven crazy in the end, the coalition's ammunition supply will be insufficient, and the war fortress will use up their energy crystals.

In continuous high-intensity all-out battles, the production and transportation of ammunition and energy cannot keep up with the rate of consumption.

Although humans are extremely powerful, the insect's tactics are like a giant millstone, consuming all human soldiers and supplies bit by bit.

Lester frowned and found that he had overestimated things and said: "Since you know that you can't defeat the enemy, aren't you going to die by bringing everyone here?

For bugs, killing three million of them is no different than killing five million of them."

Lorraine shrugged slightly and said: "If you don't put it here, why don't you put it in the swordfish camp and wait for the monster to push us all into the sea and then take root in the wasteland?"
To be continued...