Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 642 644. Tornado

 No matter what, no one can deny Fringilla Vigo's attainments in magic.

 The status of the warlocks in the Southern Empire is not high, and the training model is relatively rigid, basically based on the high-level craftsmen.

It is very different from the two major magic academies in the north, which regard spellcasters as valuable resources, so it is not a problem to be dissolute.

Hence, northern warlocks have made great achievements in the elite and high-end fields, while southern warlocks have performed well in group base and collaboration.

But even so, the base advantage of southern spellcasters compared to those in the north can still allow many outstanding characters to be born among them.

 Fringilla Vigo is an example of this.

Her uncle is the famous illusionist Artorios Vigo, and Lane even read about this master's magical insights in the library of Arethusa.

 Good family talent and education make her attainments in mana and spells not inferior to those of the famous northern sorceresses.

 According to the rough classification of mage levels, she can be called an archmage.

At this moment, the Archmage of the Southern Empire was chanting spells hurriedly, directing the chaotic magic to shape it.

A layer of surging spiral wind is using the tent of the command post as the eye of the storm, protecting the command center of the entire Nilfgaard Army inside.

As for the camps and personnel outside the command post, they are all out of Fringilla's consideration.

 Perhaps others may think that this is due to the disregard for human life caused by the nobles who came from the slave empire.

But Fringilla knows it well

How frightening was the cold and biting spirit that suddenly erupted after the sound like the ringing of a church bell just now!

 The warlocks are all spellcasters who use telepathy as their basic skills. Their minds are very sensitive.

 That’s why many of them indulge in a life of luxury, enjoyment, and struggle for power, because the pleasure they get in the process is greater than that of ordinary people.

 But also because of this, the perception that spread in Flingilla met with the cold murderous intention that suddenly exploded at the moment Lan En took action.

 She felt as if a cold and sharp knife was sliding gracefully and quickly into her brain!

 It was another near-death consciousness experience. Under this feeling, Fringilla felt like she was going crazy with fear!

 Then a large-scale storm swept across the area.

The commanders and staff officers in the camp had no objections to this. Their job is to use living people on the battlefield as data to calculate gains and losses.

And they all know the fragility of warlocks. This group of spellcasters may have lost control of their spells due to the sudden pain caused by cuts on their hands when casting spells.

 The Archmage is not much better.

No one here wants to see the spell prepared by Fringilla go out of control.

 “Laris! Flame!”

 Fringilla shouted to another person in the tent between chanting spells.

 Laris, the warlock who had "repelled" Lan En in his raid.

After Menno Kuhoun established this new communication system, his stability-seeking character led him to transfer another warlock.

Flingilla is mainly responsible for maintaining the communication system, while this mage who has had a record against Lan En devotes all his energy to protecting the command post.

"In the!"

Laris was also frightened and trembling by Lan En's sudden burst of cold spirit when he took action. He clearly remembered that when he met him before, he was not so exaggerated!

 But it’s too late to say anything now.

 The entire command post camp had been blown apart by the first wave of strong winds in Fringilla, and the tarpaulin was swept into the strong winds.

 Laris opened his hands, and flames were generated from his palms, flying into the outer whirlwind like a dragon sucking water.

 Suddenly, the whirlwind that was originally gray due to the sand and debris was stained with a layer of fiery red.

 The high-speed surging airflow brings a large amount of oxygen to support combustion, and the temperature continues to rise.

 The tarpaulin of the command post, which was soaked in gum and was waterproof and fireproof, was burned in the flame tornado in less than three seconds under the eyes of Menno Kuhorne, and nothing was left.

　　People cannot last long in such an environment, even in the eye of the storm.

 But fortunately, this fire tornado was originally used to buy time for retreat.

 Because the portal is taking shape.

 “Block the magic gold bomb!”

While the fire tornado illuminated everything red, Menno Kuhorn still retained his keen battlefield experience and shouted a reminder at the two spellcasters.

 “Can this spell be broken by the magic-blocking gold bomb? Don’t forget the guy in his hand!”

"Don't worry."

 Fringilla maintained the tornado while stepping up the construction of the portal.

“The magic abilities of witchers are very weak, and they have no knowledge of magic. They only learn ‘practical’ subjects such as monster knowledge and solving curses.”

"Even if he is closely related to Aretuza in terms of information, what can he learn in this little time? If he can really use this little time to learn well, why should he be a demon hunter? Wouldn't it be much better to just become a warlock?"

 Fringilla used logic and common sense as arguments to appease the group of marshals, staff officers, and clerical officials who were protected by her.

These people were like gods just a moment ago, deciding the life and death of tens of thousands of people on the battlefield map. But now, they are like a bunch of chickens under her protection.

Although the situation was critical at this time, the sorceress's desire for power still made Fringilla feel a little relieved.

"He can't come in unless he has a powerful frost spell or a druid who controls the sky. The start of the tornado relies on magic power, but even if he throws a magic-blocking gold bomb at this time to suppress the magic power, the inertia of the tornado will still be Make it last for at least two minutes!"

Although there was no Lan En before, using the computing power of Mentos to build an airflow model with the precision of a fire tornado.

However, the initial magic power given by Fringilla during the formation stage of the tornado was strong enough. Even if the airflow conditions of the general environment are not considered, inertia alone is enough to maintain the airflow rotation for several minutes.

 The understanding of her own magic gave Fringilla full confidence. She even began to arrange the evacuation sequence through the portal.

“Don’t worry everyone, get in line now, the portal won’t be open for too long, we must be methodical and save time.”

Her tone was calm, with a calmness that suppressed negative emotions. Not only did this not make her look embarrassed, but it highlighted her strength.

 The nervous moods of the staff officers, clerical officials, and even Menno Kuhorn were calmed by this tone.

However, even before Fringilla finished saying the word "time",

 There was a sharp sound of "噌"!

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 (End of this chapter)