Fairy’s Box

"Damn Celtic barbarians, actually lied to us, isn't the Governor-General alive and well!"

Yilan aimed his sight at the sight of the gun, and the distance between the sky and the ground became narrow and wide in his field of vision. The two rows of soldiers in front of him lowered their center of gravity in turn, and the hollow phalanx stopped as they moved.

In the drumbeat of the sudden stop, he heard the commander's roar, sharp like an enraged beast:

"emission!"

boom--!

The first row of soldiers released the artillery fire, and the cutting plane formed by the rows of light cannons crossed the space, passing through a distance of more than 100 yards in an instant, like a huge sword light piercing the enemy front line.

The formation of the Highland Kingdom was like a black wave, which produced a series of explosions, continuous flashes of explosions, and screaming sounds. The sharp air current seemed to surpass a distance of a hundred yards in an instant, and the metal fragments that bounced back together with the air current slammed into Yilan's armor.

The bright light shone, and the young warrior couldn't help but narrow his eyes. As expected, the highland troops who were bombarded by the cannon wall did not lose their fighting spirit, but instead accelerated the pace of their charge.

"The enemy's phalanx has a gap between each other, and go around from the gap!"

After a short period of confusion and confusion, this well-trained legion immediately changed its formation and broke down into more than a dozen large columns, trying to get around from the side of the hollow phalanx.

Any legion that has not been in contact with the new army almost makes this choice, but it is this seemingly rational choice that will drag them into the abyss of destruction.

Bang-bang-!

The disintegrating flames kept exploding around them, raising small mushroom clouds, and people kept being focused by the light cannons, falling down in the expanding flames, while his companions moved on over his corpse.

In the shelling of the steaming flames, the Black Armored Legion of the Highland Kingdom was looming. They tried to bypass the side of the hollow square, but were suppressed by firepower from both directions, and groups of explosive flashes bloomed between the two squares. .

The distance between each hollow square is 200 yards, which is exactly the limit distance of the light cannon, so they don't need to worry about accidental injury at all, and they almost do their best to project the light cannon on the enemy column - the deafening sound of the explosion is almost To overturn all the land, the barren tree stumps were gouged up by the air waves, blown away, and fell one by one along with the flags of the two Highland Kingdom columns.

"What kind of legion is this? Who can tell me, what kind of legion is that?"

The commander of the Imitation Longevity Army, Chat, with red eyes, panted like a mad cow, looked away from the hollow squares, and kept questioning the personal soldiers beside him.

"..."

The personal soldiers were obviously unable to answer his questions, all drooping their heads, not even daring to take a breath.

It's over, my career is over!

After a frantic hysteria, Chatton froze and froze. He knew very well the current situation of the 10,000-strong team under his command. Due to their momentary wrong command, they were trapped in the enemy camp. If the flank continued to be besieged, then the legion was likely to be finished.

This is one of the most elite legions in the kingdom. If it is damaged here, let alone himself, even his family will be implicated and convicted.

"Chart this rubbish!"

Thomas angrily slapped the front of the podium with his palm, smashing the metal guardrail into shape, suddenly hissing, his expression quickly returning to calm, and said coldly:

"Send the ballista troops, leave that **** bastion for now, and cover the Rosevier phalanx with artillery!"

"But my lord, the front line is fighting in a melee, and it is difficult to control the accuracy at such a long distance. At this time, if you use firepower to cover it, it is likely to hurt our army!"

The messenger was stunned for a second, as if he couldn't believe his ears, he said hesitantly.

"Then let them be more precise and give orders."

A cold light flashed in the commander's eyes, and he looked into the distance with no expression on his face. When he said this lightly, his eyes licked on the other's face like a snake letter, and his voice suddenly became louder:

"Don't go soon!"

"As ordered!"

The messenger was shocked and rushed out immediately.

...

At the center of the battlefield, Wallace's figure moved instantly, the holy energy in the air twisted violently, and in the vast space, countless pearl-colored chains of light oscillated in a staggered way.

At the moment when Yale's figure unfolded, he whistled to the side, and the black flames of his body soared, wrapping the surrounding space like a wind and a cloud, and everyone's sight was obscured at that moment. In the middle of the flame cage.

"Purge!"

Looking at the shrouded black flame, Wallace suddenly raised his left hand. The speed seemed to delay time and space for a while, and a small blue sun-like light arrow shot out quickly.

boom--!

The black-haired knight rushed out of the sea of ​​​​fire in an instant, and a rapidly enlarged sun was reflected in his pupils. His right hand suddenly exerted force and grabbed the sun at an incredible speed. broken.

boom--!

In the rushing light flow, Yalei was like a shadow without quality, and his body shape stretched forward with indeterminate black lines, flickering to avoid the heavy light chains, knocking off a vacuum sonic boom, and his right fist directly Smash at the door of the Highland Kingdom.

Wallace quickly backhanded, the holy energy spurted out from the tip of the spear of destiny, and there was an iron fist like quenched steel in the middle. The two huge forces were intertwined and intertwined to repel each other.

Ding--!

Resisting the heavy pressure of steel vindictiveness, the King of the Highlands was suffocated, and his left hand without a gun suddenly stretched out dozens of huge light arrows shining with blue light, spiraling and whistling towards the chest of the black-haired knight. A cold light flashed in Yale's eyes.

The black-haired knight advanced half a step along the enemy's figure, his right fist continued to resist the tip of the spear, and the flame of his left fist condensed, and a ray of light like quenched steel erupted again, slamming into the blue arrow rain.

boom--!

The holy energy exploded in an instant, and the surrounding space violently rioted, as if it were boiling.

Yale took the opportunity to hold the tip of the Spear of Destiny, and the steel vindictive qi spun upward, forcibly suppressing the holy energy gathered by the holy spear, and suddenly smashed China Laishi's right shoulder with a punch.

Snapped--!

In the indifferent sight of the King of the Highlands, his right hand holding the gun and the entire right shoulder burst instantly.

"sacrifice!"

Wallace seemed to have lost his sense of pain and was completely unaffected by the injury. He quickly retreated in the light stream, and at the same time, he uttered a sentence, and a golden wind blew up around his body.

Countless pearl-colored chains of light flickered, slowly expanding, expanding without boundaries, tearing apart the cage of black flames, blazing like a scorching sun.

"Suffer!"

The King of the Highlands cast the spear of destiny in his hand for the second time, and shot at the black-haired knight. On the way, the holy spear was divided into two, four, and eight, and turned into countless huge beams. The sky is blazing brightly. Countless spears of destiny revolved and shot at the opponent in a strange trajectory, dragging a long, beautiful and elegant white tail flame.

There was a cold light of blood in Yalei's eyes. Looking at the blazing beam of light, the light in his eyes became equally dazzling. The heavy steel vindictive aura gathered crazily and covered the surface of the natural disaster weapon. It's like turning into a flame giant.

The spear of destiny quickly cut through the space, and the countless tail flames were like fragments of the space after the space was broken, dispersing all the power where it passed, and the dark cracks trembled with the tail flame of the beam.

boom--!

The sound of glass-like shattering sounded, and the result of the entanglement of steel vindictive energy and holy energy caused a black void in the space, and the center of the void made a clanging sound like gold and iron. After a moment of calm, a violent black blade of light emerged from the void. It spewed out like a volcanic eruption.

Bang Bang Bang!

Wallace was instantly swept up into the sky by the black waterfall of light, his body kept collapsing during the bombardment, and was healed again and again by holy energy.

The hollow lasted for a very short time, less than half a second. After it disappeared into rippling folds, Yale's fists covered his cheeks and stood intact on the scorched land. The whole body was dark with natural disasters. On the surface, not even a single crack was left.

"It turns out that the so-called spear of destiny is only at this level at best..."

The black-haired knight glanced at the intact gauntlet, with a smile under the mask, his eyes turned to the King of the Highlands who was retreating to the rear, and he slightly bent his knees, ready to pursue the victory.

boom--!

Boom - boom!

Boom-boom-boom!

Six loud sounds of earth cracking and sky collapsing, countless flying sand and stone, six giant swords shrouded in holy flames, fell from the sky, like sword-shaped meteors thrown from the sky.

The five holy flame giant swords were deeply inserted into the ground, forming a pentagram. The largest giant sword was inserted in the center of the pentagram at this moment.

Yale was blocked by this change, and could only watch Wallace escape calmly. In a flash, a dark silver figure, holding a seventh blue-blue sword, descended from the sky.

"Evil... Purify!"

The mysterious man stood tall on the hilt of the sword in the center, and the whole person seemed to be weightless, standing elegantly on the giant sword. The blue giant sword in his hand made a deafening roar, the gun body trembled violently, and a large amount of surging and violent holy energy continued to rotate.

"What are you?" The black-haired knight narrowed his eyes.

"Yitreel...the purifier of the demon...Yitreel..."

The dark silver figure on the hilt made a low and indifferent voice, his eyebrows, and even his entire face were covered with a faint layer of black mist, making it impossible to see his face at all.

"you wanna die!"

The black-haired knight didn't talk nonsense with him, he directly pumped up his steel vindictive energy, drew a black light trace in the air, whistled with a strong wind, and charged straight towards the opponent.