fallen devil

Chapter 29 No.20 Nine Acts of Light and Darkness IV
Personal strength is very small on the battlefield, but this law does not apply to that paladin.

It is difficult for a single player to change the situation, but heroes are different.

He was born to be a pride in fighting, and his indescribable strength and self-confidence were vividly reflected in his actions. One person was as powerful as a team, and one person could resist hordes of demons.

The holy light bullets continued one after another, disrupting the formation of zombies and fallen demons.

All the insidious spikes are blocked by the big shield, and with the sharp intuition of danger, the sneak attack of the bristle mouse is in vain.

Weaving through the swarms of flesh-and-blood zombies, crushing the bodies of the fallen wizards and fallen demons, and smashing the heads of huge beasts with giant shields.

The bloody road with shattered limbs was nearly a hundred meters long, and many fallen demons had even died three times.

After cutting off the head of the most recent fallen magician, evil blood flowed wantonly, and a mountain of corpses piled up under the silver boots. He was bathed in cheers and wailing from all directions.

Even the spikes released by the Hitomi Stone Tree and the swelled ferocious black vines could not resist the light of the dark golden dagger [Reixart's Elegy].

Under its deliberate manipulation, most of the group of monsters purposely bypassed the location of the paladin, and began to attack Rogue's team from other directions.

This has bought enough events for professionals to take a breather, which makes the outlines of victory and defeat blurry again.

"The source of monsters is one big and one small..."

The blue-haired knight noticed the Hitomi Stone Tree's intentions, immediately smiled contemptuously, looked at the Hitomi Stone Tree in the distance with interest, and at the same time easily killed the monsters that tried to approach.

Most of the powerful monsters, such as the Sinking Sorcerer and the huge beasts, come from the passages of the evil cave.

Only a small number of monsters, such as ordinary zombie groups, were summoned by Hitomi Stone Tree from the underground bones or human beings who had just died.

After making a certain decision, he ignored the increasingly distant human battle line behind him, and rushed to the large cave on the ground that exuded an evil atmosphere.

"Block the monsters and buy more time for the team!"

With his own strength, he believes he can do this.

The bloody road that was killed all the way was filled by zombies and fallen monsters. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, the silver figure disappeared in the crowd of more monsters.

But it is very obvious that most of the pressure on the team has been eliminated.

"Master Amber, the situation on the rear front is not optimistic, please follow me to support."

The professionals around him seemed to have supernatural confidence in the blue-haired paladin. Amber glanced in the direction of the group of monsters and nodded quickly.

The battle continues.

Although the front line facing the Hitomi Stone Tree has achieved considerable success, the rear line has not had such good luck.

Only Naniya and two Lv6 barbarians supported it. Although some professionals joined later, due to the long combat events, more monsters rushed to the battlefield.

Except for the fast-moving Fallen Demon, there are also difficult Fallen Demon wizards, bristly rats coming from nowhere, and wild zombies.

What frightened the rear front the most was a huge purple hard-haired rat hiding among the group of hard-haired rats.

Level 5 "Wire-haired Rat·Boss", each attribute is almost twice that of an ordinary bristle-haired mouse.

The purple spikes fired could even pierce through the large shields of the paladins, which caused headaches for professionals who only held ordinary round shields, and many barbarians were injured as a result.

A Lv5 assassin who was trying to get close was shot into a sieve by dozens of dense purple spikes the moment he approached the "Bristle Rat Boss".

"My mana is not enough, please ask Madigal for help, and let the rear line move closer to the front."

"More reinforcements will arrive soon, and the demons will be wiped out by then."

As the professionals walked up the high slope, the fierceness of the battlefield in the distance could be clearly seen. Amber said calmly while looking for Naniya in the crowd.

Soon, she saw Nania's moving figure beside a pile of obvious monster carcasses.

Although the short brown hair was obviously wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks, her speed was still fast. In the blink of an eye, three zombies were beheaded by her and fell to the ground.

Slightly relieved, Amber looked at the professionals around her with some guilt, and found that they were also watching the battlefield nervously, and did not notice her small movements.

"The situation is not optimistic. That purple bristly rat must be eradicated."

Averting her eyes from Naniya, Amber said to the professionals beside her without changing her expression, her expression suddenly became cold.

Being able to accurately detect the key point in just half a minute, the professional who was guarding here couldn't help admiring the blonde beauty in front of him.

Not everyone has the talent to command, but Amber does a good job of showing what fits her current responsibilities.

"But we have no way to get close to that bristle mouse. It can shoot a large number of purple spikes in an instant, and even a heavily armed savage can't resist it."

The people in the Luoge camp were subconsciously authentic, with worried expressions on their faces.

It is one thing to pose a problem, another to solve it.

Suffering from the shortage of personnel, there is not much room for Amber to use his reaction and wisdom to display the strength of the team.

It is only a matter of time before the rear front is breached by the demons. This is something that all professionals who understand the battlefield situation know well.

"Can't stop?"

Amber raised her eyebrows, a serious look appeared on her soft and delicate face, and her blue eyes sharpened in an instant.

Quite like the royal family of Westmarch.

"I have observed the wound of the assassin who was shot dead. The purple spikes only pierced through the first layer of armor, and did not come out through the body."

The battlefield was hundreds of meters away from the high ground, and there were many corpses. This insight took the breath away from these professionals.

"what do you mean?"

Finally, one of the assassins' face changed slightly, and he raised his head in surprise and asked.

She didn't know that her status in the hearts of these Rogue camp professionals had increased a lot, so she continued calmly.

"Separate a sufficient number of barbarians, hold the existing shields, protect the accompanying assassins, and then let all the Rogues concentrate their firepower to cover them from attacking the purple bristly mouse."

Amber's eyebrows were filled with majesty, and her words were unquestionable.

"No! Rogge's arrows are used for cover, who will resist the footsteps of those fallen demons and zombies?"

"And this is to let the professionals use their lives to fight against the purple bristly rats. This is to let them die together!"

"This is not justice! This is what a devil would do!"

Some professionals are very emotional.

The Rogue camp never restrains freelancers, so there is no military discipline here. Amber's ideas are too much in the eyes of these professionals.

They did not treat professionals as companions at all, as if they were cold pawns.

"Answer your first question, I will try to stop the demons' footsteps."

"Then the second—"

Amber raised her head slightly, the brown-black staff in her hand was shining brightly, and her beautiful blue eyes gradually burned, turning into amber again, and emitting a chilling coldness.

Her substantial gaze swept over the professionals one by one, and they all trembled inwardly.

"In my country, the Knights of Westmarch have always adhered to a creed."

Her voice rose slowly.

"The wine glass of victory cannot be filled without enough blood."

"The demons have shed enough blood, but you are greedy for life and afraid of death."

She does not despise demons because of their stupidity. Any enemy deserves to be treated with caution and equality.

This is the attitude a player should have.

The staff pointed forward, the silver light emitted, and Westmarch's star map suddenly appeared in front of her, although it was much dimmed.The strong wind was raging, and the professionals took a step back subconsciously, looking at Amber Merova in front of them in horror.

“Without sacrifice, what’s victory?”

The opposition of professionals gradually subsided.

"Without victory, what justice is there?"

Only the sound of swallowing hard remained.

Amber hammered down the brown-black staff in her hand with a heavy voice.

"Without justice as an excuse, you weak professionals are nothing more than garbage!"

No one made a sound, deathly silence.

Using extremely concise words, Amber Merova showed courage.

(End of this chapter)