Fairy’s Box

This is... divine power! ?

A legion commander turned to the side with a livid face, stuck out one hand, and his tail finger snapped, revealing a prism-shaped tip - an invisible light lasing out from the tip, instantly penetrating into the front like a group of snakes swimming away. dark space.

Om-!

Just as the light burst out, a dark red light suddenly appeared in the twisted darkness!

A thin red light shone from the darkness, as if something was suddenly touched, and the blood-colored power that suddenly ignited penetrated all the way to the blue sky of the wilderness, and then extended endlessly around.

Accompanied by the red light penetrating the blue sky one after another, a huge shock erupted from the space, and the twisted darkness surged again under the impetus of that power, crushing it towards everyone.

At the same time, the dark red light turned into sharp swords and shot out from the ground, heading towards the flying carpet army that was struggling to move.

How dare you make me like this... a vicious Rosevier!

Hit by the negative energy, the old legion commander's eyes suddenly glowed with cold light, and he waved his arm around his shoulder.

"Atmospheric Light Shield!"

At the moment when the spell was spit out, a huge white light suddenly appeared in the space!

The white light quickly condenses, solidifies, bulges, and spreads rapidly in a hemispherical shape. In an instant, the entire flying carpet army is enveloped in the light shield, and the Gorivis, who is flying again, bounces away in an instant, and the air emits a clack. The cracking sound, the forces that bound everyone and made them unable to move quickly broke apart like melting in the enchantment.

Affected by the power of restraint, the flying carpet that had swept down and dived was pulled up again in an instant, and the breath of the dark red light whistling was shattered the moment it encountered the light shield!

"Let's go!"

The moment one of the legion commanders shouted this sentence, a distant roar suddenly spread from the space, and the huge light shield was twisted and deformed in waves, the surface gradually cracked, and a blood-colored halo flashed at the same time.

Then, a destructive force penetrated directly through the void, wrapping the bodies of the Rune warriors, and the burning light spread out from their bodies, and with this force, it burned into groups of human-shaped flames.

ended!

The twisted darkness quickly converged, disappearing like a shadow, revealing the shadows of the nightmare curse Shalier and the snake-devouring **** Moria, and the flame dragon on the other side also stopped breathing.

...

"Where's my Air Corps? Where's my Air Corps!?"

King Wallace watched his flying carpet army disappear over the bastion, and his eyes instantly went black. He almost fainted, and the eunuchs beside him were so frightened that they rushed up and rushed to beat him.

After finally calming down, the originally bad-tempered king immediately became furious. He waved the holy spear nervously and questioned the commander face to face:

"Thomas, you idiot, you caused the kingdom to lose air dominance!"

"Your Majesty! If you want to be held accountable, then your subordinates will be at your disposal after the war, but now the enemy's commander-in-chief has been killed, and morale has been greatly shaken. We should take advantage of this and launch an offensive!"

Thomas resisted the urge to vomit blood from depression, tried his best to maintain his composure, and replied quickly.

"..."

Although Wallace's character is bad enough, he is not an idiot who doesn't know the importance. Faced with the current situation, he can only take a deep breath, suppress the volcano in his heart that is on the verge of eruption, and snort coldly:

"Continue to command. If you win beautifully, the merits and demerits will be worth it. If there is a big loss, I will make you suffer!"

"As ordered!"

Thomas turned around with sweat on his face, staring at the bastion in front of him with shriveled pupils, gritted his teeth grimacingly, waved his hand and shouted:

"The whole army strikes! Roll me over Glamorgan!"

...

On the battlefield, although the number is far less than the opponents, the Weisuo army still maintains the front line unrelentingly. In order to protect their property, they are fearless. The dead comrades and splashes of blood just arouse their more fanatical fighting spirit. !

charge! Keep charging! The fate of a soldier is to find the beginning and the end of the charge!

However, the difference in combat power between the two sides will not be shifted by personal will. Although the number of Weisuo troops is divided into two wings, the partial number is still at a disadvantage, and as colleagues fall one by one, the gap between the two is still not widening. .

In the middle, the Highland Legion, which was not blocked by any means, went straight to the new army, and silently formed a strange formation. The middle stretched back, and the two wings extended forward, like a cluster of arrows, and then accelerated towards the front!

"Long live the king!!!"

In the rumbling sound of galloping, the Highland Legion let out an imposing roar, while the new army quietly watched the approaching enemy troops, their eyes so calm that there was no trace of ripples in their eyes, just waiting for them to rush three hundred yards away. , the port of the gun cannon instantly burst into flames of various colors.

"What kind of army is that? Charge phalanx? The weapon in his hand is also very strange. It looks like a knight's spear and a spear..."

Including Wallace, many high-level executives of the Highland Kingdom, when they first saw the new army, thought they were similar to the stormtroopers, but now they are a little unpredictable.

If the enemy army is close to 300 yards and does not start charging, it is definitely not a stormtrooper... But it doesn't matter to the current battle situation...

"It seems that the Rosevians still don't know that their governor is dead, so let us tell the truth." Thomas chuckled and instructed the messenger beside him:

"Send the order and let everyone shout at once - your governor is dead, surrender!"

"As ordered!"

The messenger immediately understood, and kept roaring while running and gesturing:

"Your governor is dead, surrender!"

"Your governor is dead, surrender!"

"Your governor is dead, surrender!"

In the roar of artillery fire, these weak sounds at first grew rapidly, and soon covered the army formation of the Highland Kingdom. Soon, with the full-scale attack of the Celtic army, this landslide and tsunami-like screams spread to the opposite side. .

...

At the top of the bastion, hearing the roar from the army of the Highland Kingdom, Yale not only was not angry, but clapped his hands a little excitedly, and said loudly:

"It seems that Ben Du's acting skills haven't fallen at all... It's a pity that they can't be happy for too long."

"Is it time to counterattack?"

Charlene jumped off the back of the harpy, trotted behind him, and asked eagerly.

"Thank you for your hard work."

The black-haired knight glanced at the harpy who suffered heavy losses, tightened his brows, and said solemnly:

"After Vam and Frog God complete their missions, the cover will disappear on their own. You immediately go to the city to get bombs and prepare for air strikes."

After he finished speaking, Yale took a step forward and fell from the edge of the bastion. The violent flames followed his footsteps and instantly covered his body:

"Next, it's our counterattack!"

boom--!

The black-haired knight landed steadily on the ground, a strong blood color flashed in his eyes, the ground began to tremble, and cracks began to spread out along the ground where he stood.

At the same time, the power of heart palpitations began to radiate from the surface of the armor, and under this powerful coercion, any "non-self" power could not be released into the space...

"what--!"

Yale let out a roar from his back. At this moment, the strong and majestic voice spread over the entire battlefield. A source of fear surged out from the depths of the void that could not be observed by the naked eye, and was continuously drawn into his body by him.

Ding--!

At the same time, a chain between the virtual and the real spread from the depths of the void along the source power, turning into thousands of small chains, all of which were wrapped in the depths of the natural disaster armed flame.

The black-haired knight's intuitive feeling is that under the suppression of an irresistible power, the strength that he has raised to the limit and continues to increase begins to weaken.

Fortunately, the amount of shrinkage is limited, only limited by about one-tenth.

This is the energy level limit from the will of the world of Antrazu. The fifth order is the peak power allowed by the main world. If it is surpassed, even if it is only a tiny bit, this part of the power will be completely limited.

The shackles are rooted in the river of the soul, and any existence born on this vast land cannot break through.

On the other hand, the current Yalei, relying on the massive fear source power obtained by manipulating the war, has cultivated the origin fire to the limit and began to gradually deify.

boom--!

Before the Weisuo army and the new army had time to question the enemy's words, they saw a comet-like figure rushing out of the airflow and rushing to the front of their army formation, raising their hands and it was a surging tide formed by flames.

...

"He's not dead!"

Wallace looked at the black-haired knight rushing to the front of the battle line, his complexion suddenly sank, and a holy light suddenly began to shine under his feet, and a sound similar to bee flapping vibrated in the air.

"Then... let me kill you again!"

The ray of light radiated from the man's body, and his body jumped high, and a huge stream of light lifted him high into the air like the palm of a giant.

"..."

At the same time, Yale noticed the highly condensed holy energy in the space, and narrowed his eyes subconsciously. He was not afraid of such power, but instinctively disgusted.

The black-haired knight condensed a ball of steel fighting qi in the palm of his hand and slashed forward. The countless dense black blades of light screamed forward like a giant dragon. Juice splashes.

"Here... Demon... Judgment!"

Wallace made a voice that did not belong to him, his eyes were scarlet like fire, he raised the holy spear in his hand and just threw it forward, and the tip of the spear instantly pierced a mass of white light.

Whoosh-!

The giant dragon composed of steel fighting qi suddenly rushed into a void, swallowed by a huge white light, and disappeared without a trace.

The sharp whistling in the air suddenly fell silent, leaving only countless chains of pearl-colored light flying in the wind, swaying slowly like a non-threatening piece of art.