Maid is too strong!I'm the villain lord and I'm going straight

Xi Wei glanced at the ghost dragon army that was getting closer and closer to the sky, his face was ugly.

The flying speed of those ghost dragons was extremely fast, and it only took one or two breaths from a dark shadow to being clearly visible on the dragon's wings.

"Back to the fortress!" He stood on the back of the pink dragon and raised the long sword in his hand. The golden long sword was extremely conspicuous in the dark clouds, and the roaring sound overwhelmed the sound of fighting on the battlefield echoed in the sky.

"Return to the fortress! Hurry up!" Xi Wei yelled and repeated.

Cremon also discovered the ghost dragon army that was attacking for the first time.

He immediately blew the horn to retreat, turned his horse's head, and led his knights and soldiers back in the direction of the Emerald Fortress.

The withered dragon breath of the ghost dragon is very terrifying.

In such an empty battlefield, they have nothing to hide, and they will only be frozen into ice sculptures by the breath of the dragon in the end

Only by returning to the Emerald Fortress and garrisoning it with the help of the city wall can there be any hope of survival.

The appearance of the ghost dragon seems to have given a boost to the sluggish undead army, or it was controlled by the ghost dragon Engus. He would not hesitate to kill.

The retreat route was blocked by the crazy undead, and the figure of the ghost dragon was getting closer and closer. Clement analyzed the current situation and ordered the army to gather in his direction.

"Zuoyi, please bring White Harrier and You Ye back to the Emerald Fortress, we will try our best to help you open up the road and hold back those ghost dragons." Clement looked serious and decisive, obviously having made up his mind.

"No, I can use the power of time to stop those ghost dragons for a while, and I can also take a lot of soldiers to teleport, we can all leave here..."

Roy didn't go on.

Because the blood-stained old knight with white beard and hair in front of him, his murderous eyes showed an unquestionable meaning to her for the first time.

Roy knew there was nothing he could do to change Cremon's decision.

"Go!" He growled, like a dormant roaring beast.

"All the army turn around and line up!"

"Yes—!" The shouts shook the sky.

No one questioned Cremon's order.

The soldiers raised their shields and surrounded Cremon, with spears everywhere.

A steel barrier slowly unfolded on the battlefield.

Behind the steel barriers are the flesh and blood of soldiers.

Behind it are the members of the Maid Corps and the path blocked by the wave of undead.

"After this battle, no one may remember your names anymore. You are just soldiers of Winter City, that's all. Are you... afraid?" Cremon planted the flag of Winter on the gravel beach, turned to face To the soldiers, speak loudly.

"Don't be afraid!" the players and soldiers said in unison.

"Very good, it's the soldier I brought out."

The old knight smiled with satisfaction:

"There is nothing to be afraid of in this world, anyway, we only come here once."

The wind and frost carved the traces of time on his face, only those eyes were still as bright as when he was a boy.

"For the Winter King." He raised his sword and shouted.

"For the Winter King!" The soldiers were murderous, and amidst the roars, the shadow of the ghost dragon reflected in their eyes grew bigger and bigger.

But they are no longer afraid.

Trumpets and drums sounded again.

"kill--!"

The falcon soared above the cloudy sky.

The golden eagle flag on the black background fluttered in the strong wind blown by the ghost dragon, hunting.

Where the ghost dragon army passed, the energy of the undead spread wantonly, and more and more undead crawled out of the soil layer that had been sleeping for thousands of years, and rushed towards the steel barrier made of shields in the center of the battlefield.

"The smoke of the wolf suddenly rises, the swords are cold, the rain is getting colder, the king's flag is standing in the wind, and the horns are sounding. Although the body is dead, the soul is still there. The bones of the body are only for the country!"

"Drink!" The old knight let out a long cry.

The bloody Dou Qi cut through the sky.

Just when the ghost dragon army came to the sky above these troops standing still, and when they were about to breathe out the breath of withered dragons, a thunder gun shot from the sky. The momentum engulfed the entire ghost dragon army, and continued to shoot towards the end of the horizon, until it turned into a small light spot, and finally disappeared completely.

Whether it was Xi Wei, Ghost Dragon Engus, or the soldiers under Clement's command, they were all stunned by the scene before them.

The group of menacing ghost dragons just disappeared in the violent thunder and lightning.

Dead to nothing.

"This, what is this?"

Ghost Dragon Engus looked confused.

How about a ghost dragon army as big as him?

There are more than a dozen ghost dragons, and they just disappeared?

Just kidding...

At the same time as he was puzzled and apprehensive, he also felt a deadly killing intent.

At the moment when he felt this feeling like a glow on his back, he immediately moved his body.

But it was still too late.

A gigantic cyan-blue arm protruded from the cloud behind him.

It stuck around his neck like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

Engus struggled but could not break free.

After a whirlwind.

He saw a pair of eyes filled with golden thunder, hidden between the dark clouds, like two burning suns.

"Thunder Titan!?" Engus exclaimed.

As if in response to his exclamation.

A huge cyan face also protruded from the dark clouds in the sky.

Clouds and mist hung over his face.

Her bluish-purple lips were like two rows of thunderclouds criss-crossing the sky.

The two black nostrils look like two volcanoes about to erupt.

Hot steam spewed out from it and hit the dragon's head of the ghost dragon Engus. The will-o'-the-wisps in his eye sockets flickered for a while, and a miserable dragon roar came out of his mouth.

"Engus!" The giant's roar was louder than the sky thunder. Both the players and the soldiers of Winter City stared at the stars and squatted on the ground with their heads covered.

"How dare you blaspheme the remains of our Titan Protoss?!"

"die!"

With a punch, the wind and clouds move, and the wind blows.

The cyan iron fist passed through the ghost dragon's chest.

"boom--"

The glass of the Emerald Fortress shattered inch by inch.

Even Kangnai couldn't bear the terrifying impact, and fell down towards the battlefield while spinning.

She was very close to the giant.

Already stunned by it.

Fortunately, Xi Wei was by her side.

After trying their best, they finally picked up this extremely heavy Hanhanlong.

"Undead Emperor!" Engus wailed, the iron fist that the Thunder Titan stretched into his body was wrapped in violent lightning, and it really shattered his body bit by bit, and he was almost unable to hold on.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, save...help me..."

His huge body is being disassembled by the Thunder Titan like a toy.

The mottled and rotten dragon wings were torn off, thrown away, and covered the top of the Emerald Fortress.

The ribs were also torn off one by one, and they were thrown away, scattered all over the battlefield, stuck in the soil, like bone cliffs more than ten meters high.

Seeing that a generation of legendary ghost dragons are about to be killed by Thunder Titans.

A miserable green teleportation circle suddenly appeared in the cloudy sky.

Around the magic circle, black winds blew, and the wailing of the undead echoed.

Immediately after the portal opened.

Out of the endless gray-green undead fog protruded a large skeleton hand that rivaled that of the Thunder Titan.

It grabbed Engus's body, pulled it hard, and with a "click", it forcibly pulled most of Engus's dragon body into the teleportation array.

After doing all this.

The teleportation circle disappeared instantly.

In the sky, only Thunder Titan was left holding the dimmed skull of Ghost Dragon, his eyes burning like the scorching sun, staring blankly.