264: Chapter 264 Magic Scroll? Mason's Speculation and Utter Furious! Why?!

The first wave of the offensive came with extreme ferocity!

Siege ladders were pushed against the city walls, battering rams were brought to the city gates, and archers lined up in the rear, pouring wave after wave of arrow rain onto the walls.

But the defenders of Gino City were not panicked.

Under the coordination of Garuvi and Vanessa, the City Guard relied on the advantage of the city walls to calmly engage the enemy.

What caused the most headaches for the besieging forces were the magic scrolls in the hands of the defenders, which came from an unknown source.

They were all very practical scrolls that were often used at critical moments.

Fireball, Ice Wall, Wind Blade...

In the rear of the besieging army, Mason rode on his warhorse.

His gaze was locked tightly onto the constantly flashing magical lights on the city wall, and his expression grew increasingly ugly.

The quality and power of those magic scrolls far exceeded the equipment level of ordinary city defense troops.

They were clearly high-level scrolls that were rarely seen even in the Imperial regular army.

Moreover, the magical characteristics of those scrolls seemed more and more familiar the longer he looked at them.

He carefully identified them for a moment.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted.

"This is... the mark of the Latour Ducal Mansion?!"

He suddenly remembered something.

During the process of Count Golden Flame, Rowan, rising to power, it was precisely the Latour Ducal Mansion that cast those crucial votes in The Senate, allowing this originally unknown baron to sit in the position of a Count.

An unbelievable thought emerged in his mind.

His complexion instantly became extremely ugly, and he almost crushed the reins.

He gritted his teeth, squeezing out a few words from between them:

"So it was you... Count Golden Flame, Rowan... Good, good, very good..."

...

On the city wall, Rowan watched the somewhat unfavorable battle situation before him, his heart sinking slightly.

Garuvi had already engaged in a fierce battle with Knight Karen, who had killed her father.

When enemies meet, their eyes are exceptionally red with hatred!

Sword lights crossed, domains collided, and Battle Qi splattered.

Garuvi's offensive was fierce and crazy, with every sword strike carrying bone-deep hatred.

Knight Karen was indeed a fierce general under Duke Witton; facing Garuvi's storm-like attacks, although he appeared slightly disheveled, he still held his ground, blocking while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

And those besieging soldiers seemed to have completely lost their fear of death, their eyes gleaming with a certain scarlet color, surging onto the city walls wave after wave.

The situation was precarious; the gap in the quantity and quality of troops between the two sides was simply too large.

He suddenly realized one thing—

The opponent had no intention of dragging out the time at all, but only wanted to break the city as quickly as possible to collect Blood Energy.

Therefore, even before the opponent's high-level combatants had made a move, after only a short while, they had already forced him to the point where he had to act.

This was something he had never expected before!

Originally, he had planned to take advantage of the fact that the opponent did not know he had already advanced to Sky Knight, catching them off guard.

But now it seemed that the one who needed to act first to improve the situation was actually him?!

Otherwise, once the magic scrolls were used up, Gino City would inevitably fall.

In other words, he could not wait any longer!

He sighed slightly in his heart.

He had indeed miscalculated one step—

He did not expect Duke Witton to directly drive his army to attack, wanting to sacrifice the entire Gino City.

Simple! Brutal!

But very effective!

He raised his head and looked at the dark mass of the army formation in the distance, his gaze becoming cold.

Since that is the case—

Then, come!

Rowan stepped out.

His figure was already suspended outside the city wall.

A cold wind whistled up around him!

His robes rustled in the wind!

His Winter sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and the pale blue light on the blade suddenly became Blazing, as if an ice lake was awakening within the sword body.

Eternal Winter Sovereignty · Extreme Cold Silent Prison!

The next moment, the world changed color!

Endless ice crystals spread out in all directions with him as the center, outlining trails of Frost in the air.

It was as if an invisible brush had plated the entire sky with a layer of ice blue in an instant.

Outside the city wall, the original temperature was instantly dispelled, replaced by a bone-chilling cold.

Below, the movements of those soldiers who were frantically climbing the siege ladders suddenly froze—

Their hands and feet were covered by a thin layer of Frost, and their movements became increasingly stiff and sluggish...

Finally, they froze completely, like ice sculptures in various poses, solidified on the siege ladders.

The battering ram that was hitting the city gate was firmly stuck by a thick ice wall rising from the ground, unable to move forward another inch.

The archers outside the city found that their bowstrings had become extremely fragile in the cold wind, snapping with a gentle pull.

The eyes of those driven soldiers began to flicker with scarlet, and the fanatical power within their bodies was being suppressed by some colder will.

In front of the entire Gino City wall, the enemy's offensive was completely blocked!

The whole scene was shocked!

In the rear of the enemy army, three gazes were cast almost simultaneously at the figure suspended in the air.

Duke Witton's pupils constricted, his fingers gripping the reins tightened suddenly, and he blurted out in disbelief:

"Sky Knight?!"

"How is that possible?"

He had investigated the information on Count Golden Flame, Rowan; a young man in his twenties, who had been in power for less than a year, how could he have already reached the realm of a Sky Knight?!

Is there any justice in this?!

Dawn Knight Mason, on the other hand, stared fixedly at that figure in the sky, his face livid.

His chest heaved violently, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails almost embedded themselves into the flesh of his palms.

He roared crazily in his heart—

Why?!

Why?!

The realm that he had exhausted all his efforts to reach, consuming countless resources and opportunities, but had not yet attained!

This guy, why is he able to reach it?!

He had sacrificed so much, all for the day he could step into that realm!

But now—

A person he had never looked upon with any regard was already standing at the height he dreamed of.

Added to that guess in his heart just now...

Endless jealousy and unwillingness made his face become even more twisted.

Wizard Hurley saw this and was also stunned.

But immediately after, a look of pleasant surprise rather than shock appeared on his face.

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Rowan, revealing a meaningful smile as he said:

"Sky Knight..."

"Good, good!"

"If we can sacrifice a Sky Knight, the speed of triggering the Blood Source Main Vein will likely be several times faster."

"With a Sky Knight to fill the gap, perhaps the final army sacrifice won't be needed!"

Duke Witton heard this and was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, his voice as cold as a knife:

"It seems that everyone has underestimated our Lord Count Golden Flame..."

He paused, then turned to the two people beside him:

"Hurley, you use sorcery to assist me, restricting and locking down his movements."

"Mason, you haven't advanced yet, so you don't need to act; just keep an eye on the battle situation..."

He released the reins and slowly drew the longsword from his waist, the blade shimmering with a layer of dark gold under the daylight, as if it had been forged from the embers of a sunset.

Wizard Hurley nodded, stepped back half a step, and tapped his staff lightly; a circle of dark red runes slowly spread out beneath his feet.

Mason pursed his lips tightly, a flash of unwillingness in his eyes, but he still did not say anything more, only reining his horse back a distance.

At this moment, Duke Witton gently squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the warhorse walked forward a few steps.

Then, he slowly rose from the horse's back, suspended in the air, facing Rowan from a distance.

Two auras at the Sky Knight level began to collide silently above Gino City...