Fairy’s Box

"Yes!"

Without saying a word, the personal soldiers raised their shields to protect Derek, who was still stunned. At the same time, he pulled on the old tomb robber who was too good at it, and rushed to the exit that seemed to be visible in the black and white light belt in the distance.

Boom boom boom!

The dense firepower network is covered layer by layer, pouring on the body of the monster, the shock wave that spreads heavily and the flesh and blood fragments fly like a storm, and the sound of the explosion stirs the entire space like a tidal wave. However, even under such powerful firepower suppression, the opponent's regeneration speed is no slower than the damage, and the scattered flesh and blood will also turn into small monsters, causing huge trouble to the front-line army.

The guards were okay, they were either foreign mercenaries who licked blood, or they were born and raised in Roservia, or they were refugees who climbed out of the sea of ​​monsters.

It can be said that he is well-informed, and has a lot of confidence and experience in fighting various monsters. In addition, he has received illusion training in Glamorgan, so he can stabilize his morale and organize attacks in an orderly manner in the face of such a scene.

The Celts are different. They have been living alone overseas for a long time, relying on the natural danger of the ocean for protection. Except for the murderous Roseviers, they have never seen such terrifying monsters. Coupled with the limited number of rune items, after a few waves of offensive, the morale bar bottomed out. Under the frenzied offensive of small monsters, the front line became shaky.

Ordas saw it in his eyes, knowing that the Celts in the legion were on the verge of collapse, and he could only grit his teeth:

"Everyone listens to my order. Behind the guard's palace, the Rune team and the auxiliary army immediately evacuated! No one is allowed to disrupt the formation, and those who violate the order will be executed on the spot!"

He knew that the backbone of the legion was the army of the guards. If the backbone was removed first, the Loen team, which had a floating heart, would collapse. When the roaring troops attacked the front, the entire legion would only be reduced to a slaughterhouse for monsters.

The Rune team, which had run out of weapons, lost its use value because of the lack of mercy, and now they can only sacrifice them to help the two tomb robbers rush to escape. By the way, it's time to change...

Woo-woo-!

In the slightly messy horn sound, the Celtic warriors regained a little morale. Knowing that someone was behind them, this group of people barely did not collapse, left the large army at the fastest speed, and rushed to the place that was about to be covered by the dust and mist. Export.

"Hoohoho!"

Naturally, the water lizards and monster auxiliary troops have no backbone. They can only fight against the wind. If the battle situation is not right, they will run away with their tails between their tails, and this time is the same.

Soon, the rune warriors and monsters crowded into a rabble. This large-scale rout immediately attracted the attention of the monsters. They temporarily gave up the father and son of the tomb robbers, turned the direction at the fastest speed, and rushed to this group of people. surged past.

"Go away!"

Old Hank shouted, the spear in his hand swept all directions, and the wind pressure in front of the fusiform spear tip swayed to both sides in an instant - the small monsters close to him were immediately divided into two, and those a little further away were also agitated. The air swept away like fallen leaves.

The two personal soldiers swung the sword wind, the blades ripped apart the air current, and an invisible road suddenly separated in front of them. The flesh and blood flew, and the wind pressure swept away, and the monsters blocking the front were swept away by the airflow.

"The Rune team rushed over, let's sneak in!"

The personal soldiers were the confidants of the generals, and could best guess the thoughts of their superiors. As soon as their minds changed, they understood the intentions of their superiors, and immediately brought the father and son of the tomb robbers among the Rune warriors.

Derek, who was completely frightened, was pulled by the old Hank, and he got into the big army in a daze, and under the protection of the cheap father and the personal soldiers, panting and running wildly.

There was the sharp whistling sound of the wind, mixed with the piercing screams of monsters, like countless dense steel needles swiping across the eardrum quickly, transmitted into the mind, and turned into a tearing pain.

Dazzling blood flowers burst out in front of him, and the young man's breathing became more and more rapid, and he felt an overwhelming stinging pain from every part of his body, as if his entire torso and limbs were torn off while running.

All the scenes in front of him swayed into elongated blurred rays of light. Derek's vision became more and more sloppy, and he suddenly swayed under his feet. Just before he leaned to the ground, he was carried by a vague figure on his back.

The turbid light in front of him gradually disappeared, and the young man discovered that he was lying on the back of the old tomb, surrounded by moving heads. From time to time, octopus-shaped monsters flew up from the side, wrapped the bodies of the rune warriors with tentacles, and threw them to the ground.

"..."

The young man really watched as a rune warrior was entangled by a monster, his body was instantly dismembered into four or five pieces, and blood spattered in the air, and then the man was piled on the ground like a pile of fragments. .

The monster was soaked in the blood plasma and internal organs of this rune warrior, and grew rapidly by sucking his flesh and blood, and in a blink of an eye, two tentacles were born, which looked indescribably terrifying.

It seems that jail is not necessarily safe.

This thought flashed in Derek's mind, and then his head tilted, and he fainted.

"..."

After watching the Celts and monsters leave the team and become a meat shield to shield the father and son of the tomb robbers, Ordas immediately turned his face, took the order to retreat at the rear of the hall as a fart, took out his spear and rushed to the front. .

Under the protection of the personal soldiers, the man ran all the way to the front of the front line, turned to face the last guards, his eyes swept across their faces, and suddenly the voice shook:

"Warriors! Have you all seen it? The end of retreat is to be slaughtered by monsters! We can't go anywhere, we can only be here, we must fight to the end!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned to face Calf, who was gradually recovering in the firelight, and raised the spear in his hand with one arm, as if holding a flag, and the solemn and heavy voice exploded:

"The retreat has been cut off, this battle will be fatal, there is no luck! For the honor of the empire, we will fight to the end!"

Looking at the tragic situation of the retreating troops, the guards in the desperate situation naturally have no luck, and the last flame burns all over the body, like a hot and bright torch, sending out the roar of trapped beasts:

"For the honor of the empire! Bloody battle to the end!"

"Guardian Army, advance!"

Ordas was plated with a layer of steel shell, he set up a spear, and the hem of his clothes was flying like a white flame.

The general took the lead in rushing to the front, leading a thousand people to form an iron wall, approaching step by step, like a huge axle wheel, brazenly smashing the counterattack of the small monsters.

Then quickly turned around and blocked the position leading to the exit to buy the last time for the father and son of the tomb robber.

Monsters, fear, death, everything was left behind. At this moment, Ordas only had burning belief in his heart, and he was convinced that their blood would never flow in vain.

The gleaming Knight Medal that he dreamed of, would definitely hang proudly on his son's chest.

Will!

...

After an unknown amount of time, Derek's vision gradually became clearer, and he saw that he was still lying on the back of Daddy Cheap, while old Hank was running away into the dark forest at an incredible speed.

There were blood-soaked personal soldiers beside them. The two men's faces were full of tears, and they silently guarded their sides. The large army of rune warriors has disappeared, and there are only a dozen or so figures left, but not a single monster has been seen, and they probably fled into the forest early in the morning.

Fortunately, they seem to have escaped from life, and the village lights can be vaguely seen in front of them, which are particularly bright and clear in the dark night.

"you're awake?"

Old Hank noticed the movement on his back and asked without moving his eyes.

"Yes, I can run by myself."

The young man felt that although his body was still a little sore, he had recovered a lot of strength, so he planned to run by himself.

"Forget it, I'll hurry up with you behind my back. Before I get to Edinburgh, that monster may rush over at any time." The old tomb robber's old face was completely shrouded in the shadow of fear, his lips were pale and his pupils were locked. line.

"What about the general... how are they?

Derek made a sound from his throat. Old Hank didn't look back. After being silent for a long time, he said lightly, "Maybe... I'm still fighting that monster. The ancestral spirit will bless such a warrior."

"Yes, he will be safe." The young man seemed to comfort himself, and also seemed to comfort the two personal soldiers beside him.

...

The moonlight streamed like mercury on the surface of the mountains.

The mountain covered with light lichen was now smeared with blood into a viscous dark red. The scattered pieces of flesh and blood, stumps and broken arms, countless internal organs and intestines, they are full of blood, hanging everywhere, on cliffs, branches, and bushes in the cracks.

The spear and dagger were inserted into the soil messily, and the blood stains on the blade had already solidified, leaving only the icy cold air, showing a cruel picture under the shadow of death.

The black and white space covered by fog is vast and empty, as quiet and cold as purgatory on earth. Nearly 10,000 fresh lives were brutally killed, which only added a bit of deadness to this space.

On the vast land of corpses, a naked figure slowly walked out of the blood.

"I didn't expect it to take such a long time. The firearms of the Rosevians are really powerful. They can actually destroy my body head-on. No wonder they can win that war..."

Calfti turned to look at the starry sky in the distance, staring at the starry sky with empty eyes, closed and opened it quickly, muttering: "I have already escaped... But human beings have limited physical strength, I still have a chance."

He lifted the head of Ordas in his hand, looked at the wide-open eyes of anger, and said seriously with a faint voice that seemed to be transmitted from a distant space:

"Is your sacrifice meaningful, let's wait and see..."

...

Edinburgh, Highland Palace.

The brilliance of the constellations and the cold moon wheel complement each other, drawing bright lines in the distant night sky. The lake in the depths of the palace is as quiet as a mirror, and occasionally it is startled by slight waves.

Suddenly, a shrill wolf howl came from the forest in the distance, and as the night wind blew across the lake, it shattered the quiet reflection of the starry sky.

In a scorpion breeding room in the palace, after a wolf howl, Lydia, who was feeding, found that the scorpions were disobedient. afraid of something.

"What's wrong?"

It was the first time that the female knight found that her pet scorpion was so abnormal. She squatted down, fiddled with the pincers held high by the scorpions, and asked curiously:

"Is there anything you want to tell us?"

"..."

The scorpions looked at her with big eyes and small eyes - we are just scorpions, how can we have such a high IQ.

Before he finished speaking, there were beast roars coming from the outer door. The roars of different sizes and thicknesses were intertwined into one, as if a concert party had been arranged, and suddenly resounded through the night sky.

"It's noisy, what's going on?"

Carla opened the door with red eyes and walked into the courtyard covered in moonlight, just in time to see a harpy descending from the sky, flying on the opposite roof, screaming at him:

"Sir, there is an enemy!"

The man woke up suddenly in the coolness rising from his tailbone, opened his eyes wide and asked:

"What enemy situation, make it clear!"

"There was news from the monster in the distant forest that a monster killed our companions, and many, many people died." The harpy flapped its wings and said strangely:

"The enemy is strong, we are weak, and there are still people being hunted down!"

"Slow down!"

Kara hurriedly made a pause gesture and asked in confusion:

"Who told you this news?"

"The roar transmitted in the wind, one of them told the other, from the far western forest, the news has been transmitted here." The harpy explained with difficulty using the vocabulary she did not know much.

"That's fine too..."

Kara's face was incredulous, doesn't this mean that all the monsters in the Highland Kingdom are their own eyeliners, this united front work is too powerful.

It seems that officers are very friendly in the eyes of monsters. Thinking about it carefully, this is all work done in Glamorgan before, and the leader is really far-sighted.

"I'll go tell the boss now."

He didn't care about getting dressed, turned around and rushed to the place where Yale was secluded.

"No need."

Yale and Charlene walked into the courtyard side by side, glanced at Kara, and said directly:

"The other harpy has already reported the news to me. Most of this matter is related to the border guards entering the western primeval forest. Carla, you bring all the harpies and secretly follow Charlene to the western forest. On the way There will be monsters to respond, be fast, and go now."

"learn!"

Ka Liao waved his hand, causing a gust of wind, which was swept into the room at once, and the next second, the man took his coat directly to the sky, roared and assembled the harpies, and flew into the western sky like a dark cloud.

"Then I'm leaving too."

Charlene nodded at the black-haired knight, and her figure disappeared as an afterimage.

"Are, what happened!"

Lydia and Bruno rushed into the courtyard one after the other, glanced at the afterimage of the green-haired girl in the air, and showed an unknown expression.