Chapter 407 I participated in the war
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
While leaving, John saw the white wolf again.
He understood that his next trials would be completed on that battlefield.
Polo scratched the ground with his hooves a little uneasy.
Animals are more gifted at detecting danger than humans, and even Polo is afraid. That war must be cruel.
Use psychic magic to appease Polo.
Another fireball flashed across the sky, and John followed along the path of the fireball.
Soon, he saw the flying fireball being bounced off by a force before falling into the pass.
It was the wizard who did it.
The fluctuation of magic was clearly visible in John's eyes.
"A battle dominated by wizards."
John rode to the lonely city.
The city was sleeping, but at this moment it was like boiling water, and the noise and panic inside caught John in a daze.
"No army?" The panicked voice surprised him, but there was no army stationed there.
There are people inside, but at most they are some militiamen who have been in contact with swordsmen.
Far from meeting the requirements of the army.
Want to use this faction to defend the attack of the black army of Nilfgaard?
John recalled that the black army he saw had at least tens of thousands of people.
The city wall here is not high, on the contrary it looks very old.
John came here and was discovered by a wizard.
"who?"
The sorrel-haired witch spotted John, and she approached him with a wary look.
John turned his head slowly, and greeted someone when he saw someone coming: "Hello."
"Who are you?" The red-haired witch never stopped guarding because of John's words.
John had no choice but to say: "I'm not from Nilfgaard, but I'm here to check the situation here."
"Are you a spy?"
"No, I'm a traveler." John waved his hands again and again.
The sorrel-haired witch remained suspicious.
At this moment, a fireball flew towards this side.
It contained terrible magic power, which changed the expression of the sorrel-haired witch.
The people in the fortress made a move, it was a black-haired witch.
The black-haired witch raised her hands high, bouncing off the falling fireball.
The impact of the fireball explosion sent some debris flying towards the two.
The sorrel-haired witch subconsciously raised her hand in defense.
The gravel was held in the air.
She looked at her hands, she didn't use magic.
She looked up, John was holding a wand in his hand, and all the stones had been bounced away.
"Are you a wizard?" The witch was taken aback for a moment, and then said happily, "Are you here to help us?"
"Uh……"
John didn't know either, after all, he was here for a trial.
Looking sideways, the figure of the white wolf flashed past on the city wall, as if confirming his camp.
"You can say that." John said vaguely.
But this also made me happy, the sorrel-haired witch said: "My name is Triss, and you are welcome to join the defense battle."
"John." John didn't say the name Yadani.
Because the witcher remained neutral, John didn't want to break the rules.
What do you have to do with me, Wizard John, looking for Yadani, the demon hunter?
Although she had never seen John in the fraternity, Triss was still very happy.
She led John into the city wall.
As for why she wasn't afraid that John was sent by Nilfgaard, because John's help just now made her feel a little relieved.
It can be seen from here that the current witches are still a little immature.
John walked into the wall, and those inside were awakened.
Some ran for their lives, while others were preparing things in a panic.
"Are they villagers?" John saw that these people basically didn't have any decent armor on them, so he guessed their identities.
"Yes, it will take some time for the army to arrive. We didn't expect Nilfgaard to come so soon."
This Nilfgaardian march was faster than they had expected.
John frowned slightly, he didn't see the white wolf after entering.
The white wolf just came in and then disappeared.
He was a little puzzled, even Ciri could see it, but the wizards here couldn't?
Most of the wizards present were witches, only a few wizards.
There are 22 wizards in total.
Plus those villagers, to deal with Nilfgaard.
John was noncommittal.
As the sky gradually brightened, the tension of the night attack did not dissipate.
Many of the villagers fled, and those who stayed were called up.
"I don't know what other tricks they have?"
The leader of the wizards is Vigfortz, a wizard.
He looked righteous and awe-inspiring, tall and unusually handsome.
The appearance is only in his 30s, but his actual age is much older.
The arrival of John caused a strange look in Vigfortz's eyes, but he still welcomed him.
"We can't wait for the northern kingdom," Vigfortez was not only a wizard, but also a commander who participated in battles. He said decisively, "We must fight."
Nilfgaard marched so fast that the troops of the Northern Kingdoms had not yet arrived.
Triss said: "But we only have 22...23 people."
She subconsciously glanced at John and counted John in.
There was a huge disparity in power, and a wizard stated, "I won't leave, anyway, I've lived enough."
At this moment, a thick fog floated in the forest in the distance.
It was created by magic.
John felt that it was similar to his own fog magic.
The thick fog drifted towards this side, covering up the traces of Nilfgaard's march.
Wigfortz immediately began to direct, "They are coming, we have to move."
He ordered ten wizards and said, "Go out of the city."
Then he said to a green-robed witch: "Sabina, take the villagers to the fort."
He quickly mobilized the wizards to form a defensive line.
John was not transferred out, he was assigned to defend the enemy's work on the wall.
He is not fully trusted.
All mobilized, John stood on the wall and watched the army approaching.
The villagers distributed bows and arrows and prepared weapons.
High up, the black-haired witch who prevented the fireball from falling was making preparations.
Triss was beside John, and said with a chuckle, "That's Yennefer from Wengerburg."
She thought that John had taken a fancy to Yennefer, and teased, "Isn't she pretty?"
It was beautiful indeed, John admitted.
Triss cheered him up and said, "After this war is over, you can make a pursuit."
"No need." John didn't know why, and felt that the people here seemed to be quite open, so he just took a look.
Triss pursed her lips into a smile, feeling that John was being shy, "Take courage."
"I'm 15 years old." John said blankly.
At this moment, Triss's eyes were full of confusion.
...
The war started, and the fog came outside the city.
Triss also went out.
She touched the ground with her hands, and the magic power was transmitted through her hands.
She whispered the ancient language in her mouth, and John looked dignified.
The spores bloomed in the forest, and the toxins drifted down many soldiers.
John was a little surprised, and muttered: "The unique application of the Growth Curse."
A voice appeared in my head, it was Yennefer.
"Coral, there are soldiers right ahead."
John squinted his eyes and saw a phalanx of soldiers approaching directly in front of him.
"Spiritual magic." To John's surprise, this magic was very similar to his own spiritual magic.
The witch named Coral stood in front of the soldiers' phalanx and raised her left hand. As her magic power radiated, the soldiers' phalanx fell down.
And she had a nosebleed at the same time.
"These magics can harm the body." John felt the changes around him.
In this battle, the reality of the world is basically the same as the original world.
"It's the rules."
John knew what the extra was.
The rules of the world have been perfected, and now I am in a real battlefield.
As the war continues, villagers throw explosives by throwing flying stones.
Under the command of Yennefer, all traces of enemy soldiers were captured by her.
John's eyes became vertical pupils.
Under his observation, the chaotic particles that once appeared on Nagini are now flooding the battlefield.
"These magics are similar to the Bloodborne Curse."
He stared at those magical fluctuations, which turned into chaotic particles and continued to spread.
Not only are there wizards here, there are also wizards in the Nilfgaardian army.
John sensed the chaotic particles born in the city, and he drew out his wand to aim at the place where the particles gathered.
"Reducto"
White light streaked across the empty streets in the city.
There the newly created vortex is hit with white light.
White light did not penetrate inside.
...
Vigo was the wizard of the Nilfgaardian army and one of the commanders of the battle.
She summoned soldiers and used magic to open the portal.
The soldiers drew their bows and set up arrows, aiming at the vortex.
Just as the arrow was about to be released to attack the city, Wei Ge's expression suddenly changed.
White light flew out of it, exploding like a flash.
The surrounding trees were blown by the strong wind, and the soldiers were blown away by the impact.
Wei Ge was not spared either.
"Who is it?" She hit the tree and slipped, her eyes widened.
...
John's blow caught Yennefer's attention, and she recalled Vigfortz's words in her mind.
"Don't trust that person too much."
But now, the situation on the battlefield is not optimistic.
Her eyes hardened.
The voice rang in John's head.
"John."
...
"The story of the witcher will end tomorrow, Sahua"
He understood that his next trials would be completed on that battlefield.
Polo scratched the ground with his hooves a little uneasy.
Animals are more gifted at detecting danger than humans, and even Polo is afraid. That war must be cruel.
Use psychic magic to appease Polo.
Another fireball flashed across the sky, and John followed along the path of the fireball.
Soon, he saw the flying fireball being bounced off by a force before falling into the pass.
It was the wizard who did it.
The fluctuation of magic was clearly visible in John's eyes.
"A battle dominated by wizards."
John rode to the lonely city.
The city was sleeping, but at this moment it was like boiling water, and the noise and panic inside caught John in a daze.
"No army?" The panicked voice surprised him, but there was no army stationed there.
There are people inside, but at most they are some militiamen who have been in contact with swordsmen.
Far from meeting the requirements of the army.
Want to use this faction to defend the attack of the black army of Nilfgaard?
John recalled that the black army he saw had at least tens of thousands of people.
The city wall here is not high, on the contrary it looks very old.
John came here and was discovered by a wizard.
"who?"
The sorrel-haired witch spotted John, and she approached him with a wary look.
John turned his head slowly, and greeted someone when he saw someone coming: "Hello."
"Who are you?" The red-haired witch never stopped guarding because of John's words.
John had no choice but to say: "I'm not from Nilfgaard, but I'm here to check the situation here."
"Are you a spy?"
"No, I'm a traveler." John waved his hands again and again.
The sorrel-haired witch remained suspicious.
At this moment, a fireball flew towards this side.
It contained terrible magic power, which changed the expression of the sorrel-haired witch.
The people in the fortress made a move, it was a black-haired witch.
The black-haired witch raised her hands high, bouncing off the falling fireball.
The impact of the fireball explosion sent some debris flying towards the two.
The sorrel-haired witch subconsciously raised her hand in defense.
The gravel was held in the air.
She looked at her hands, she didn't use magic.
She looked up, John was holding a wand in his hand, and all the stones had been bounced away.
"Are you a wizard?" The witch was taken aback for a moment, and then said happily, "Are you here to help us?"
"Uh……"
John didn't know either, after all, he was here for a trial.
Looking sideways, the figure of the white wolf flashed past on the city wall, as if confirming his camp.
"You can say that." John said vaguely.
But this also made me happy, the sorrel-haired witch said: "My name is Triss, and you are welcome to join the defense battle."
"John." John didn't say the name Yadani.
Because the witcher remained neutral, John didn't want to break the rules.
What do you have to do with me, Wizard John, looking for Yadani, the demon hunter?
Although she had never seen John in the fraternity, Triss was still very happy.
She led John into the city wall.
As for why she wasn't afraid that John was sent by Nilfgaard, because John's help just now made her feel a little relieved.
It can be seen from here that the current witches are still a little immature.
John walked into the wall, and those inside were awakened.
Some ran for their lives, while others were preparing things in a panic.
"Are they villagers?" John saw that these people basically didn't have any decent armor on them, so he guessed their identities.
"Yes, it will take some time for the army to arrive. We didn't expect Nilfgaard to come so soon."
This Nilfgaardian march was faster than they had expected.
John frowned slightly, he didn't see the white wolf after entering.
The white wolf just came in and then disappeared.
He was a little puzzled, even Ciri could see it, but the wizards here couldn't?
Most of the wizards present were witches, only a few wizards.
There are 22 wizards in total.
Plus those villagers, to deal with Nilfgaard.
John was noncommittal.
As the sky gradually brightened, the tension of the night attack did not dissipate.
Many of the villagers fled, and those who stayed were called up.
"I don't know what other tricks they have?"
The leader of the wizards is Vigfortz, a wizard.
He looked righteous and awe-inspiring, tall and unusually handsome.
The appearance is only in his 30s, but his actual age is much older.
The arrival of John caused a strange look in Vigfortz's eyes, but he still welcomed him.
"We can't wait for the northern kingdom," Vigfortez was not only a wizard, but also a commander who participated in battles. He said decisively, "We must fight."
Nilfgaard marched so fast that the troops of the Northern Kingdoms had not yet arrived.
Triss said: "But we only have 22...23 people."
She subconsciously glanced at John and counted John in.
There was a huge disparity in power, and a wizard stated, "I won't leave, anyway, I've lived enough."
At this moment, a thick fog floated in the forest in the distance.
It was created by magic.
John felt that it was similar to his own fog magic.
The thick fog drifted towards this side, covering up the traces of Nilfgaard's march.
Wigfortz immediately began to direct, "They are coming, we have to move."
He ordered ten wizards and said, "Go out of the city."
Then he said to a green-robed witch: "Sabina, take the villagers to the fort."
He quickly mobilized the wizards to form a defensive line.
John was not transferred out, he was assigned to defend the enemy's work on the wall.
He is not fully trusted.
All mobilized, John stood on the wall and watched the army approaching.
The villagers distributed bows and arrows and prepared weapons.
High up, the black-haired witch who prevented the fireball from falling was making preparations.
Triss was beside John, and said with a chuckle, "That's Yennefer from Wengerburg."
She thought that John had taken a fancy to Yennefer, and teased, "Isn't she pretty?"
It was beautiful indeed, John admitted.
Triss cheered him up and said, "After this war is over, you can make a pursuit."
"No need." John didn't know why, and felt that the people here seemed to be quite open, so he just took a look.
Triss pursed her lips into a smile, feeling that John was being shy, "Take courage."
"I'm 15 years old." John said blankly.
At this moment, Triss's eyes were full of confusion.
...
The war started, and the fog came outside the city.
Triss also went out.
She touched the ground with her hands, and the magic power was transmitted through her hands.
She whispered the ancient language in her mouth, and John looked dignified.
The spores bloomed in the forest, and the toxins drifted down many soldiers.
John was a little surprised, and muttered: "The unique application of the Growth Curse."
A voice appeared in my head, it was Yennefer.
"Coral, there are soldiers right ahead."
John squinted his eyes and saw a phalanx of soldiers approaching directly in front of him.
"Spiritual magic." To John's surprise, this magic was very similar to his own spiritual magic.
The witch named Coral stood in front of the soldiers' phalanx and raised her left hand. As her magic power radiated, the soldiers' phalanx fell down.
And she had a nosebleed at the same time.
"These magics can harm the body." John felt the changes around him.
In this battle, the reality of the world is basically the same as the original world.
"It's the rules."
John knew what the extra was.
The rules of the world have been perfected, and now I am in a real battlefield.
As the war continues, villagers throw explosives by throwing flying stones.
Under the command of Yennefer, all traces of enemy soldiers were captured by her.
John's eyes became vertical pupils.
Under his observation, the chaotic particles that once appeared on Nagini are now flooding the battlefield.
"These magics are similar to the Bloodborne Curse."
He stared at those magical fluctuations, which turned into chaotic particles and continued to spread.
Not only are there wizards here, there are also wizards in the Nilfgaardian army.
John sensed the chaotic particles born in the city, and he drew out his wand to aim at the place where the particles gathered.
"Reducto"
White light streaked across the empty streets in the city.
There the newly created vortex is hit with white light.
White light did not penetrate inside.
...
Vigo was the wizard of the Nilfgaardian army and one of the commanders of the battle.
She summoned soldiers and used magic to open the portal.
The soldiers drew their bows and set up arrows, aiming at the vortex.
Just as the arrow was about to be released to attack the city, Wei Ge's expression suddenly changed.
White light flew out of it, exploding like a flash.
The surrounding trees were blown by the strong wind, and the soldiers were blown away by the impact.
Wei Ge was not spared either.
"Who is it?" She hit the tree and slipped, her eyes widened.
...
John's blow caught Yennefer's attention, and she recalled Vigfortz's words in her mind.
"Don't trust that person too much."
But now, the situation on the battlefield is not optimistic.
Her eyes hardened.
The voice rang in John's head.
"John."
...
"The story of the witcher will end tomorrow, Sahua"
