Elven History Song

"The Holy Helm given by God!"

The blood-red armor on Achilles emitted a dazzling light that illuminated the entire battlefield. The light formed a transparent golden wall from the front of their entire army to protect them from all attacks. Achilles jumped from the air and landed in front of the Trojan heroes, holding up the spear and buckler in his hands and shouting

"Follow my footsteps, this armor will block all harm for you. Use your weapons to annihilate all enemies, and reproduce the glory of Troy like us here!"

The shouts came like waves, and Achilles' actions perfectly raised their morale to the highest peak. Just by looking at the barrier, Ling Aohan had already made a rough judgment about it.

"Can you describe the specific condition of that thing to me?"

Ling Aoyan glanced at Ling Aohan who suddenly appeared next to him and shook his head helplessly.

"Give up, brother, that barrier can't be destroyed. The only weakness is Achilles' heel, but the barrier protects his heel. In other words, that thing is invincible, even the attacks of gods. Any damage that could be done to it.”

Behind the church, Urban II's skills were successfully released. Ruan Guiqian immediately retreated when he read out the name of the skill loudly. The dazzling but not dazzling light made it impossible for everyone on the battlefield behind to see anything else. Deep in the light, an angel wearing a holy white robe descended on the battlefield and spoke with The names of Urban II and his men were called in loving tones. Every dead enemy whose name she called was immediately resurrected, and those who were still alive also received an unknown buff.

After the angel disappeared, the battlefield situation in the rear changed from a pile of corpses behind him to being attacked from the back and front. Those enemies seemed to be slightly different from just now, and it was already a huge difference in terms of momentum.

That is Urban II's only skill besides summoning crusaders. He summons angels to add a rebirth buff to all crusaders. No matter how they die, they will be resurrected again.

The Demon God had already tested out the effect of the buff and reported it to Lin Shuangzhi. Lin Shuangzhi looked back at the battlefield. Achilles had just unfolded the barrier and was about to move forward.

"Hold on before everyone dies!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Ruan Guiqian, who withdrew from the front, looked at Lin Shuangzhi in confusion.

"Why do you want to do this?"

"If that were Sima Yiyan, you would have given the same order, wouldn't you?"

Ruan Guiqian had nothing to say. Lin Shuangzhi was right. If Sima Yiyan was leading the frontal battlefield, she would not hesitate to do everything possible to hold these people back because she believed in Sima Yiyan, just like Lin now. Shuangzhi believes in Ling Aohan.

"There must be a way to arbitrate. If it were him, it would be possible."

On the frontal battlefield, Achilles rushed in front of everyone, driving the barrier and charging towards the Purge Church. Ji Xiangli and Xiao Zhaozhen led their subordinates to rush forward to resist, but in the end it was all to no avail. Ling Aoyan had no choice but to also participate. Although Achilles' speed was significantly reduced due to Ling Aoyan's participation, it did not prevent him from continuing to pursue the purge. The church launched a charge and it was only a matter of time before the army overwhelmed them.

Ling Aohan is now more worried about the safety of Natasha and the others. He has not contacted them since the beginning of the war. The orders he issued were also relayed to them by Ruan Guiqian. At this moment, Ling Aohan knows nothing about their situation. He only hopes that they Don't have any surprises.

In fact, the situation of Natasha and the others was much better than Ling Aohan thought. They used their assassination skills to shuttle around the battlefield and kill all the enemies that could be killed. After killing the enemies, they immediately left for another place. In one place, when Ling Aohan summoned the remaining members of the church to purge, Ling Aohan asked Ruan Guiqian to tell the three people to act alone. One was to prevent their identities from being exposed, and the other was to facilitate their immediate escape if the situation was not right.

"It's almost the final stage. Everyone is heading towards the center. The next war is no longer ours."

Ling Aohan's order was conveyed to every captain's ears through the earphones. Although they didn't understand what happened, Ling Aohan's order must have his reasons, and everyone else only needed to obey.

The two battlefields began to move closer to the center. Lin Shuangzhi and Ruan Guiqian struggled to clear the way for the demon gods and their subordinates behind them. Even if those crusaders would be resurrected after being killed, it would take a while. During this period of time, They can run a certain distance, and the rest can be left to the soldiers who follow later to kill them again.

On the front battlefield, under the command of Ling Aohan, everyone began to retreat. Ling Aohan saw Natasha and the others in the distance. The instructions they received at this moment were still issued by Ruan Guiqian. This was what Ling Aohan had agreed with her in advance. . Ling Aohan was relieved to see that the three of them were safe, and Ruan Guiqian succeeded in not making them suspicious. Until now, they did not know that the commander of this war had been replaced by Ling Aohan, let alone that Ling Aohan was the captain of the seventh detachment. arbitration.

Achilles saw that the people who were purging the church began to retreat, thinking that they had no other way out, so he accelerated the pursuit. Urban II from behind also received the news from the battlefield ahead, and began to cooperate with the front battlefield to surround everyone who was purging the church.

As the purge church personnel gradually concentrated, the enemy's encirclement gradually narrowed, and finally trapped them completely. In the current situation, even if they tried their best, it would be difficult to open an exit, not to mention that the enemy had immortal soldiers. To maintain the current situation It would be very easy to kill them.

"What's next, arbitration?"

Lin Shuangzhi's voice came out in a concentrated voice, and a frightening smile appeared on Ling Aohan's face.

"It's time for the captain of the eighth team to arrive."

Gabriel's voice sounded from Ling Aohan's head, with a little dissatisfaction.

"This is the first and last time. After that, you have to figure out how to use it on your own. I won't provide you with any help anymore."

"Sorry, please allow me to be willful this time."

Huge magic power and will to die condensed from Ling Aohan's body into Gabriel's black clothes. Ling Aohan waved his black clothes, and the entire grassland was instantly shrouded in dark clouds. The sky suddenly darkened, and everything around him seemed blurry, making it difficult to see clearly even if he looked closely.

"give it to you."

"Well, just enough souls are needed."

A low voice came from the earphones to each captain's ears. The sound was something they had never heard before. It was indescribable. It seemed that the horror that could directly penetrate the brain and reach the soul was transmitted along with the sound, which shocked everyone. People shudder.

"I am the God of Death, captain of the eighth detachment of the Purge Church, here to harvest your lingering souls."