Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

Occasionally there are some survivors who have persisted in this turmoil until now, but even these resolute and resolute people have been unable to continue, and they are either desperate or crazy in the sunset.

Under the breeze of the night, the city released a layer of strange blood, and the squirming darkness in the remaining buildings began to release countless family members. The black-armored soldiers, led by the priests, were preparing to start today's pilgrimage.

This is a city that is already desperate, but it is also a city that still has a little hope.

On the walls of the inner city, countless soldiers and students looked pale at the swaying darkness in the shadows, but even though their bodies were trembling, none of them escaped, because in the academy behind them, a small number of faculty members were Organized refugees to take refuge in the misty forest under the leadership of the elves, and many of the residents who ran in were their relatives.

Women who are pregnant with Liujia and children who don't know the world are behind them. When the wave of destruction sweeps across, as the elite warriors of this era, they want to leave it to future generations rather than fleeing in panic. What is there is a vague figure, sticking to something.

Protection and sacrifice, despair and hope, this is the main theme of this era. When it is played in the ear, the soldiers may still not be able to see death as home, but even if they are trembling, people will never lack the courage to look directly at it.

Just because, too many things need to stick to with life.

At dusk, Antonio looked at the palace where Astrid was, and various emotions flashed in his eyes. The feelings that had existed since he was a teenager surged into his heart after years of precipitation, and finally turned into a fearless chuckle.

As the dusk fades and the night darkens, the number of enemies gathered in the dark places in the city gradually increases, and the aimless monsters start to move around, until an old man with a strange green oil lamp appears in the distance.

Priest was still wearing a black robe at this time, and his thin body seemed to be buried in the darkness. However, compared with yesterday, the face of the Spell King walking among the monsters today was not good-looking, and the strange green light illuminated him. On one side of his face, the pupils reflecting the green light were buried in the eye sockets, his expression no longer had the gentleness of the past, only coldness remained.

Seeing Priest today, no matter how ignorant a person is, he already knows his choice, and the old man doesn't care about it. After all, for him, the future of all people in the city will become speechless. Corpse, even if you know the truth in advance, it's okay.

The miserable green light swayed with the wind, followed by the hazy mist, and as the burning lights swayed, more and more figures appeared in the mist, as if the black armored soldiers from the other side silently emerged from the mist. Walking out of the city, feeling the breath of the oil lamp, the scattered soldiers and priests in the city seemed to have found their way and began to gather in groups.

Looking down from the city wall, Priest was surrounded by creeping darkness, faint whispers came along with the wind, making the soldiers on the city wall frown. In this blasphemous chant, the black The old man in the robe lightly raised the oil lamp, and then beat the war drum.

There was no fluttering of flags, no sounding of trumpets, the dark sea rushed towards the inner city under the guidance of lights, and hundreds of warriors on the city walls responded.

"Get ready, let go!"

Amidst the shouts, with the last twilight of the sunset, the defenders drew their bows and set up their arrows in unison, and the arrows rained down like a cloud. With dense arrows and dense enemies, there was almost no suspense about the result.

In the rain of arrows, pieces of monsters fell down like harvesting wheat. The arrows shot by the extraordinary man easily penetrated the armor of the black-armored soldier and shot through the heart. The defense was even more fragile, the head exploded directly under the arrow attack like a small missile, and the splashed blood and flesh were scattered everywhere.

The first round of strikes by the defenders achieved remarkable results, which is undoubtedly exciting, but also exposed the biggest weakness of these monsters, that is, the lack of long-range attack means.

Except for the chaotic magic shots released by the priests in black, most of the ordinary black-armored soldiers did not have any means of long-range attack. They had already lost their wisdom after being depraved and crazy, so naturally they did not have any tactics to speak of.

The soldiers defending the city fought back with bows and arrows, and the students of the academy released long-range spells together. Amidst the fluctuations of the spell power, the sky seemed to be boiling, rolling magma fell from the sky, and the fire rain sprayed in the vast area outside the barrier. Any monster that touches it will turn into a flaming fireball.

However, even with such a large-scale area of ​​damage, it is a little weak in the face of an endless stream of troops. Thousands of black legions fell under the arrows, and individuals with tenacious vitality struggled in the flames, but the monsters that followed Still rushing forward calmly.

As time passed, the stocks of arrows continued to be depleted, and the faces of the students who cast the spell turned pale. There were more and more heavy gasps on the city wall, but the disgusting whispers became closer and closer. Louder.

But for this unfavorable situation, the exhausted soldiers did not despair. Instead, they looked at the commander expecting something. Under the eyes of everyone, Antonio's body remained motionless until the profane whispers became unbearable. The young man gave the order lightly when the structure of the building was already clearly visible.

"Activate [Cross Blade Light], cover vertically, and fire flares."

"Flare!"

Amidst the shouts of the soldiers, flares of magic power on the city wall were launched into the sky one after another. For a while, the city of Leinster was bright as day. With the order to start, the sound of the city defense machinery running rumbled. The magic essence inside the dotted colored stones began to activate rapidly. Under the stimulation of the mantra, colorful killing lights flickered in the stones, gradually turning into a shining cross.

"emission!"

Amid the shouts of orders, hundreds of cross lights erupted at the same time. The vibration of the volley forced the soldiers on the city wall to support each other. The destructive light began to spread outward from under the city wall, and the magic element torrent plowed like a knife. Open the ground and quickly extend to the distance.

Since then, the bright torrent rushed into the black ocean. Countless monsters were split into two before they had time to react under the blade of light. Dirty blood continued to erupt and permeate the vast battlefield. The claw marks of the beast.

Under the power of the fortress curse [Cross Blade Light], the outside of St. Freya Academy was almost entirely elevated by one floor. The scene of corpses scattered across the field might seem unsightly at ordinary times, but now it is the sight of all human beings. Good news for warriors.

"Oooh—!"

After forbearance for a long time, the soldiers who used the fortress spell to inflict massive damage on the enemy raised their swords and cheered, and the students also showed excited smiles, but Antonio's face became serious under the firelight.

From the very beginning of the battle, he knew that the outcome of this war was not determined by these black monsters. The young man's eyes were not only on the battlefield, but he was also paying attention to the old man holding an oil lamp in the distance from the beginning to the end. The current battlefield seems fierce. But before Priest did it, it was actually no different from the fact that the war had not yet started.

And under the power of the cursed object of the city, the old man in black finally made a move.

Priest looked at the city wall in the distance, his eyes were calm and without any fluctuations. Antonio felt that this war was a war of attrition, but in fact, the soldiers in black armor were not even consumables in his eyes. He never thought about what to do with these black-armored soldiers, and the facts proved his idea.

Shaking his head slightly, Priest stretched out his hand again, and the majestic magic essence gathered and entangled around him, producing a shining thunder light. The astonishing fluctuation of mana power was even stronger than that of the [Cross Blade Light] driven by the city fortress mantra. ] are even better, the dark sky is constantly rolling under his influence, and before the king of spells can make a move, the unbearable pressure is as breathtaking as the power of the sky.

In front of Priest, the faces of the soldiers on the citadel were pale, and the students panicked. The flickering thunder light illuminated Antonio's face, and it also made the young man who had never fought against source level 1 experience the highest level of the human race for the first time. level of combat power.

Was this the monster they fought last night?

Antonio couldn't help sighing when he recalled the bruised teenagers, and suddenly understood the reason why Estrid insisted on keeping Acate's blood.

"If it's that kind of potential, it's really worth protecting with our lives."

The persistent [Guardian] muttered to himself, and the vibrating mantra began to radiate out of his body. After shooting once, Estrid could not return from the dream in a short time, and the phantom body left in reality was almost useless. Antonio , is the highest combat power in the inner city of tens of thousands of people, and it is also the last barrier for Roja and others.

At the end of the thunderbolt aiming, the light silver light sprinkled softly on the top of the city, and the nearby space gradually solidified under the imperceptible influence. Antonio seemed to have nothing in front of him, but it was stronger than thousands of shields.

"At least, until he succeeds..."

"boom--!"

The young man's words were buried in the thunder, and behind him in the academy, in the dark room, a pair of golden pupils opened as if sensing something, and the twilight light flickered within them.

Chapter 310 Six Beautiful Feelings Only One Kind (3k)

In a war, the will of people to unite as one is naturally invaluable, and the determination to risk one's life is also moving, but everyone has to admit one thing.

Some objective existences are difficult to counteract or change with people's subjective will, such as the gap in strength.

"boom--!"

Violent thunder exploded in the city of Leinster for countless times, and the torrent of spell power rushed forward like water, seemingly endlessly. The old man with a lantern stood still, but the soldiers and students on the city wall had already moved. Had to retreat hastily to escape.