Su Ye originally wanted to follow the large army forward, but suddenly stopped.

Not only Su Ye, all the Greek central army gave up the charge and stood still.

It was not just the commander of the Central Army that issued the order of the Central Army to stand by on the spot.

Moreover, the world seems to have changed suddenly.

Everyone's eyes seemed to have turned into the night sky, and then countless beautiful but cruel fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

Powerful magic flew into the portal.

Magic creation - The Wind Blade Tornado is like a pitch-black dragon standing on the battlefield. The Wind Blade Tornado is embraced by more than a dozen people, as high as ten floors, and the movement speed of this magic is even greater than the silver warrior's full strength running, like a violent beast running.

Everyone within three meters of the Wind Blade Tornado was sucked into it by this magic and endured endless Wind Blade Cut.

Even the silver warriors persisted for less than three seconds.

After a while, the tornado turned dark red and kept spraying meat sauce outwards, like a moving meat grinder, scaring Persian soldiers to cry and cry for their parents.

Magic creation - The Flame Eagle Group is a team of thirty flame demon eagles. While diving from the sky, the Flame Eagle Group spews flames downwards and burns everyone below.

After the group of flame eagles passed by, a human-shaped black charcoal was left on the ground.

Magic creation - Earth Explosion Technique, the ground with a diameter of 100 meters suddenly collapsed, and everyone in the range fell into a deep pit of four or five meters. Then, the entire huge deep pit exploded.

The sky was filled with rocks, and the heads, torso, limbs of Persian soldiers were flying together, with some eyeballs, teeth or fingers.

Su Ye's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked in one direction.

I saw a red fire cloud appearing there, covering an area of ​​about 80 meters in diameter. Small and fine flames fell from the sky like raindrops.

The flames were pitifully small, so small that the Kingdom Army and the Immortal Army below the fire cloud didn't care at all.

However, when the flame fell on them, Su Ye saw a familiar scene.

The flames suddenly spread and stuck to everyone's body and kept burning.

After the flame landed, the ground instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Just two seconds later, the magic disappeared, but all Persian warriors within the flame range were burned to death.

These flames have at least three talents: spread, stick and burn.

"As a matter of fact, we can't underestimate the magicians in the world." Su Ye thought.

Suddenly, a moving green cloud flew past the portal.

Magic creation - the swarm of bees are poisonous. This swarm is rushing to the place with the largest number of people, never stopping, and when anyone spews out a stinger, they leave.

Even if a silver warrior has divine power equipment and silver divine power protection, he is unable to resist. Once he is hit by a poisonous sting, he will lose his combat power instantly and then be poisoned to death within a few seconds.

Magic creation - vine python group, and you will see vines with thighs lined up in dense rows, like dark green ancient giant python group flying on the ground. No matter how many people you encounter, you will be wrapped and twisted, no matter how superb, how powerful, or how quick the Persian soldiers are in combat skills, how powerful, and how quick the reaction, they will never escape death.

Wherever the vine pythons passed, there were corpses everywhere.

A variety of large-scale magic creations came to the battlefield like a natural disaster, losing the counter-attack of magicians and powerful warriors, and those Persian soldiers seemed to have entered hell, and hell in the doomsday.

After releasing the first round of magic creation, all the magicians stepped into the portal.

At this time, the new position they arrived at had been swept by magic and had no enemies.

The Golden Magician recited the spell again.

Su Ye showed surprise, because some of the soldiers of the Persian Central Army seemed to be like fools, not only did not escape in dispersion, but gathered together.

Su Ye remembered the seemingly stupid reactions of the golden warriors before.

It seems that there is an invisible big hand controlling the battlefield.

And those golden magicians seemed to have expected it early, and the large-scale magic creation magic of the second round fell among the most dense Persian warriors.

What made Su Ye feel chilled was that in the second round, there were thirty-four large-scale golden magics, and there were exactly thirty-four Persian warriors gathered nearby.

From a distance, the Persian warriors seemed to be waiting for the golden magic.

A terrible idea came to Su Ye's heart, turned his head and looked at Euclid, who was still closed, and looked at the battlefield again.

A more strange scene happened. The first group of Persian soldiers were obviously killed because they were too concentrated, but the remaining Persian soldiers gathered together to escape.

The ruthless golden magic fell on them again.

"Are Persian soldiers so stupid?" The Spartan soldiers were stunned.

"It's just a brainless fish!"

Just a few seconds ago, Su Ye thought so.

However, Su Ye can be sure that the implementation of those large-scale magic is too exquisite.

The rings in the hands of the golden magicians flashed again, and a portal appeared in front of them and in the distance again.

The portal in the distance appeared on the escape route of the Persian central army.

This time the portal was not distributed everywhere, but was connected in an arc on the battlefield every 100 meters, blocking the retreat route of the Persian Central Army.

The golden mages once again aimed at the portal to cast spells.

A series of terrifying large-scale magic flew out of the portal together.

An arc-shaped death magic area appeared on the battlefield, and the Persian Central Army soldiers running in the front crashed into it.

The golden magicians glanced at the safe portal and stepped in.

More than 30 golden magicians stepped forward, using large-scale magic in a propulsion manner, constantly moving forward and casting spells.

These more than thirty people surrounded the entire Persian central army.

Before, the Persian Central Army had just collapsed in formation, but now, all the soldiers of the Persian Central Army were mentally collapsed.

They ran around like headless flies, but what awaited them was General Mithayard's order.

"Encircle!"

More than 30 golden wizards were in the south and the coalition forces were in the north, like two giant hands clasping together.

The Greek golden warriors made all their strength, and in front of them, each Persian warrior was just a way of calculation.

One or two strikes.

Komodes was excited to see it.

Castor kept watching Su Ye.

"You guys go too."

"Abide by the order!"

All the Spartan warriors rushed over like a group of bloodthirsty monsters.

Su Ye looked at the battlefield quietly.

The 20,000 Kings' Army and 3,000 Undead Army will be wiped out.

In the distance, the escaped Persian golden magician and a few golden warriors kept looking back. Every time they looked, the grief and anger in their hearts increased by one point.

The two-wing light infantry flew back from time to time, and every time they looked, the horror in their hearts increased by one point.

In the Persian camp, the soldiers who were preparing to rescue just ran out of the camp's door and stopped, looking at the besieged comrades with sadness.

It's too late.

The Persians in the camp watched this scene silently.

A middle-aged Persian with short brown hair was sank deep into a middle-aged Persian's glass, tightly clenched the wine glass in his hand. The pure gold glass had been twisted into scrap copper by him.

The high-level Persian army beside him was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The expressions of those Persian magicians were different from theirs. They were not angry, sad, but surprised.

Is the Greek magician's tactics so exquisite?

When the last Persian warrior fell, cheers came from the battlefield.

The Greek coalition roared wildly, and many people ran, rolled and jumped like crazy, using all methods to vent their inner emotions.

The battle that I thought I would be defeated was undoubtedly defeated, the battle that I thought I had been betrayed my life, and I thought I would be trampled by the Persians.

But Greece won!

Many people shouted and shed tears silently.

Some people began to clean the battlefield and carry the bodies of Greek compatriots back.

Thirty Spartans walked back.

They discussed as they walked.

"It is understandable that the light infantry recruited temporarily in Persia are stupid, but the King's Army is not so stupid. No matter how panicked they are, they cannot gather together to let the magicians catch them all while they are running away."

"I also find it strange that we magicians use a wide range of illusions or spirit-controlling spells?"

"Impossible. If you have that ability, will you still be so troublesome?"

"Su...Urak, you are a magician, do you know why?" Castor asked.
To be continued...