Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

The night in St. Petersburg is quiet.

The whispers that were hidden in the dark night were not noticeable.

Although this is the first battle zone circled by the Mi Tower, because the number of magicians in the Mi Tower is extremely small, it is impossible to form a large-scale combat trend.

Therefore, compared to the port of Beria, which is being bombarded by the magic of several flame magicians, and the other key cities that are being sneaked into, the lord of St. Petersburg, Duke Vincenti, has no consciousness that he is being dragged into a melee. .

The stars are scarce at this time, and ordinary people sleep peacefully.

The torches in the soldiers' hands on the high walls of the castle are like neatly arranged stars and sparks, occasionally one, two, three... the extinguishing of sparks did not attract anyone's attention.

The sparks that had been extinguished soon came on again, and it would only make people think that the night wind blew the torch out, and the soldiers re-ignited the lighting torch.

In this section of the city wall, the soldiers standing guard in the night breeze looked no different from their companions on other sections of the city wall. They held torches and looked at a place outside the city, which was the location of the private military barracks in St. Petersburg.

The castle of Duke Vincenti occupies a very important strategic position. From this city wall, you can see the whole picture of the Rhine from the top. If you choose to attack the Rhine from here, you can get twice the result with half the effort, so St. Petersburg must not be lost.

The lord of St. Petersburg is a close friend of the old king. The Duke Vincenti has a total of 100,000 troops. Although this number is definitely watery, even if the number of soldiers is wiped out, it is not a secret tower. Easy to eat.

And in order to check and balance, St. Petersburg is intertwined with the three powers of Christon, namely the royal family, the Holy See, and the secret tower.

Although the Holy See has declined, the necessary garrison has not faded. After all, in addition to the high-level personnel of the Holy See in St. Petersburg, there are also some temporary soldiers who have been hired in the Holy See. It does not matter to them what they believe in. The key is It was the Holy See that gave the money, and returned a lot.

"It's troublesome..." Someone sighed in the dark.

The moonlight falls on the city wall of St. Petersburg, and also illuminates the innermost part of the city wall, which faces the mountain wall.

Several soldiers stood upright, and an imperceptible silk thread behind them was looming under the light of the moonlight. The end of the silk thread was in the darkness deeper in the city wall and was pinched by a doll in the hand.

The figure of the doll is so small that it is only half the height of an ordinary person. She is wearing a small black robe that covers the whole body. The vaguely dark figure merges with the night. Only when the wind blows will it reveal a bit of strangeness. Color.

That is the color that she dyed after careful blending, a dreamlike rose gold.

"I hope their plan can succeed, even if it is temporarily unable to take St. Petersburg completely, but a little bit of loss of their strength, at least it is better than doing nothing."

The doll hides in the dark and looks at the barracks under the city wall through the vision of her puppet. Even at night, there are many soldiers in the gathering place where hundreds of thousands of people are stationed at night. She waited patiently for a long time before hearing the barracks. There was a loud noise in the middle.

She sneered: "It looks like a success."

The roar caused by the explosion of hundreds of bombs instantly awakened St. Petersburg at night. The flames burned everywhere in the barracks, but the casualties were insignificant for 100,000 people. It can only be said that the number of magicians in the tower is too small. Up.

There are also several flame-class powerhouses hidden in the barracks. This world is not only a large organization of magicians in the Mita, even the royal family of Christon also enshrines many magicians who only belong to the king.

Both inside and outside St. Petersburg moved.

Not just ordinary people who were awakened by the sudden loud noise, the troops stationed in the inner city of St. Petersburg rushed to the scene of the incident in an emergency, and the guards above the city wall also patrolled closely, but the dark location where the dolls were hidden was All those who pass by naturally ignore it.

During this period, she also took over more and more people's body control authority, and created an irreparable gap in this area.

A shadow burrowed into the city through the gap separated by the doll.

When the two flame magicians enshrined in the castle came to protect the Duke of Vincenti, they were able to pass by the enemy's army, and they were also the magician and another magician who controlled the shadow to cover all their members. The magician with concealment ability is higher than the two magicians in St. Petersburg, and they have not been discovered. Just invariably sigh:

It would be nice if the Duke of Vincenti hadn't come.

"What's going on! What happened?!"

Duke Vincenti looks like a fat middle-aged man from the outside. He rushed over from the inner city out of breath. When he looked at the fire-filled barracks, he almost didn’t lose his breath, and hurriedly called to follow him. One of the flame magicians helped put out the fire:

"Your Excellency Sandstorm, please, put out the fire in the camp first!"

Taking people's money □□, the flame magician with the magic attribute of [Sand Dust] can't deny the dust from the sky and threw it on the blazing flames in the barracks.

The other three magicians who stayed in the barracks were not capable of restraining the magical fire. At this time, even they seemed to be embarrassed. The three magicians who came with the commander of the barracks looked very stinky and shut up. No words.

Or the army commander, according to his own duties, said with a tense expression: "It should be a magician's raid. There should be at least ten people. Among them, at least three are magicians with flame attributes, and one with attributes [concealment] or [Shadow]'s flame-level magician concealed their tracks, and it is more likely that they have both."

A flame-level magician garrisoned at the barracks coughed, and his expression was uncertain and said: "In addition to the hidden flame-level magician and those who set fire, there should be [illusion] or [梦境]. This kind of flame-level magician blinded our perception. This fire can burn so fast, it is indispensable for the bonus of a [wind] type magician, but looking at the wind, it should only be a light-level magician."

This is also very scary, okay!

Duke Vincenti’s sinking expression became even more gloomy. A team of dozens of magicians launched a raid on the barracks. Among them, there were three or more flame magicians. This should be a long-planned plan. .

This reminded him of the secret order issued to him by His Majesty the King not long ago, and the few people who came to St. Petersburg secretly following the secret order.

The meaning of the secret order is very simple: the secret tower is going to be reversed.

"Where did they escape?"

Duke Vincenti continued to ask.

"I don't know, our perception is blocked."

The magician was obviously holding his breath when he spoke. Even when facing a duke, his tone was not much better.

After all, he was only hired with a lot of money, not the royal magician trained by Christon himself, and he didn't need to be respectful to an ordinary person.

Duke Vincenti took a deep breath, and could only temporarily ignore this person. His brain, which he hadn't used for a long time, was running fast. What did they want to do? Who are they? Do they really want to declare war on Christon? !

They...really just to light a bonfire and burn dozens or hundreds of soldiers to death. Is that enough? Does this behavior make sense? Did this incident really end like this?

Duke Vincenti only felt that things were not so simple and ended.

"boom--!!!"

A loud bang, resounding from the city!

Duke Vincenti was numb all over by the sound. He turned his head stiffly, and saw a ray of fire spreading and flickering in the center of the city!

That position is where his manor is located!

He looked at the orange-red flames illuminating a small part of the night sky, and couldn't help but swear in his heart, that group of lunatics bombed his house while he was not at home! !

These lunatics! No, no, if he didn't run out with the big group, maybe... he would be blown up along with the manor? !

"Back to the city! Back to the city first!!"

He shouted hoarsely, the military camp outside the city burned down. As long as there are no casualties, the temporary residence can be rebuilt at any time, but his manor is different. It is the inheritance of his Vincenti family for more than three hundred years. , Every loss of the treasure inside will make his heart bleed!

But the city gate closed with a sound of ‘Peng’——

"Who closed the gate?!" He almost went crazy.

"...It's the magicians." Someone replied with a trembling voice.

While the majestic and golden enchantment covered the entire St. Petersburg, it could cover the position a little in front of the city gate, Duke Vincenti almost crushed a bit of a tooth. This was indeed premeditated!

Most of the soldiers in the city followed him out of St. Petersburg. Now the city is empty. If you want to take advantage of this opportunity to master St. Petersburg, it will be completely effortless!

"Can you break the barrier?" He could only force himself to calm down, and asked a few flame magicians.

"You can only try." The magicians were unwilling to take responsibility, so the response was vague.

"I always feel... this type of enchantment is a bit familiar."

The other magician hesitated to say, but everyone was silent for a moment, and he understood that not only he saw the problem, but others also saw it, but he just didn't want to be this early bird.

"What do you see?!"

Duke Vincenti pressed hard.

"This style should be a secret tower."

This is no secret in the circle of magicians.

The barriers of the secret towers are generally golden with glowing glow, the barriers of the Truth Society are more dark silver, and the barriers of other organizations are mostly more common with light gray and dark colors, and more fragile. .

The point is that only the secret tower is golden.

Sure enough, it's a secret tower...

Duke Vincenti suddenly calmed down. It would be much easier if it was a secret tower. The secret order issued by His Majesty the King only targeted the organization of the secret tower, and the people lurking in the city would only take action against the tower's rebellion.

In this way, perhaps they will disintegrate this rebellious battle from within.

"Try it..." He suddenly sneered.

"Anyway, as long as the army is still here, whatever they do will be useless. If the barrier cannot be opened, then besiege the city! Encircle them until they are exhausted..."

Sleep them alive!

He has been a superior nobleman since he was born, and he will be even more invincible when he takes over the authority of his father and becomes the Duke of Vincenti.

The ordinary civilians in the city died when they died. Christon has no shortage of people to fill the vacancies. He thought that even if His Majesty the King was here, he would praise him for his decisive decision at this moment!

And above the city wall, the doll has already grasped the control rights of everyone within the city wall and the nearby area, and she is waiting for the actions of other magicians.

Guarding here with her are several other flame magicians who built the enchantment and their apprentice team. They guarded together in the dark night of St. Petersburg, looking down at the densely dense array of ants that continued far away. Of the army.

Suddenly, they seemed to sense something, and they all looked at the distant starry sky in the same direction. That was the location of Christen's capital Rhine, but their sights skipped the brightly lit capital and looked farther away.

The lights in that area went out for a moment.

"……what is that?"

There is the emerald capital, the location of Kelin.

A piece of pure white color suddenly spread out on everyone's retina, that irregular white piece covered Colin's overall situation only momentarily, and an extremely cold and terrifying aura spread out, drifting further. Far away.

Just looking at it, people shuddered inexplicably.

It's too cold.

This is the breath of winter, the mighty power that belongs to the stars.