Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End - Chapter 315

When the sun fell, Leinster, which was mostly in ruins in one day, also ushered in its own dusk, as if it heralded the end of the city.

After the first inhabitants fleeing, continuous battles and massacres, the entire city except for the inner city has been turned into a dead city. The Holy Trinity Society has become an abandoned son and annihilated as expected by the upper class, and the Brotherhood of Redemption has become vigorous Injured, the corpses were everywhere in the chaotic neighborhood, and the smell of blood and rancidity filled the nose and was disgusting.

Occasionally there will be some survivors who have persisted in this turmoil until now, but even these resolute and courageous people are already unsustainable. Under the sunset, they are either desperate or crazy.

Under the breeze of the night, a layer of strange blood wafted out of the city, and the creeping darkness in the remaining buildings began to release countless family members. Under the leadership of the priest, the soldiers in black armor prepared to begin today's pilgrimage.

This is a desperate city, but it is also a city with a little hope.

On the walls of the inner city, countless soldiers and students looked pale in the dark swaying in the shadows. However, even though their bodies were shaking, they did not escape, because in the academy behind them, there were very few faculty members. Organized refugees to take refuge in the foggy forest under the leadership of the elves. Many of the residents who ran in were their relatives.

The women who are pregnant with Liujia and the children who do not know the world are all behind them. When the waves of breaking are swept, as the elite warriors of this era, they want to be left to the posterity more than the panic escape. It is a vague, clinging back.

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

Just because there are too many things that need to be maintained with life.

At dusk, Antonio looked at the palace where Estrede was, and all kinds of emotions flashed in his eyes. The feelings that had existed since his youth came to his heart after years of precipitation, and finally turned into a fearless chuckle.

As the dusk faded and the night darkened, the number of enemies gathered in the darkness of the city gradually increased. The aimless monsters began to move around until an old man with a strange green oil lamp in his hand appeared in the distance. Remember in one second.//. qi

Priest is still wearing a black robe at this time, his thin body seems to be buried in the darkness, but compared with yesterday, the face of the King of Spellman who is walking through the monster today is not pretty, and the strange green light illuminates him. Half of his face, the green pupils are buried in the eye sockets, his expression is no longer the gentleness of the past, only cold.

Seeing Priest today, even the ignorant person already knew his choice, and the old man didn’t care about it. After all, for him, everyone in the city would become speechless in the future. The corpse, it's okay to know the truth in advance.

The lights of tragic green light swayed with the wind, and the hazy fog followed the lights. As the burning lights shook, more and more figures appeared in the fog, like the silent fog of the soldiers in black armor coming from the other side. Walking out of the middle, and feeling the breath of the oil lamp, the soldiers and priests scattered in the city seemed to have found their way and began to gather in groups.

Looking down from the city wall, Priest was already surrounded by a creeping darkness, and the faint whispering came with the wind, causing the warriors on the city wall to frown. In this blasphemous chant, black The old man in the robe gently raised the oil lamp, and then beat the drum.

Without the flying of the flag or the sound of the horn, the dark sea rushed towards the inner city under the guidance of the lights, and hundreds of soldiers on the wall responded.

"Prepare, let go!"

Amidst the shouts, with the last glow of the sunset, the defenders drew their bows and arrows uniformly, and a rain of arrows shrouded like clouds, dense arrows, dense enemies, and the result was almost no suspense.

In the rain of arrows, patches of monsters fell like wheat. The arrows shot by the extraordinary easily penetrated the armor of the black armored soldier and shot through the heart, falling on the ground with spare power and splashing dust. The black priest's The defense is more fragile, the head burst directly under the arrow attack like a small missile, and the splattered flesh and blood is scattered everywhere.

The defenders' first round of strikes achieved remarkable results, which is undoubtedly exciting, and it also exposed the biggest weakness of these monsters, that is, the lack of long-range attacks.

Except for the black priests who can release the chaotic spell shooting, most of the ordinary black armored soldiers do not have any means of long-range attacks. They are already degenerate and crazy, they have lost their wisdom, and naturally they have no tactics to attack.

The soldiers defending the city fired back with bows and arrows, while the students of the academy jointly released long-range spells. Amidst the fluctuations of the spell’s power, the sky seemed to boil, rolling magma fell from the sky, and the rain of fire sprayed in the vast area outside the barrier. Any monster that gets on it will turn into a flaming fire.

However, even with such a large-scale killing, it was slightly weak in front of the endless force. Thousands of black legions fell in arrows, and the tenacious individuals struggled in the fire, but the subsequent monsters were Still rushing forward calmly.

With the passage of time, the inventory of arrows continued to deplete, and the faces of the students who released the spells became pale, and the heavy gasps on the walls became more and more, but the disgusting whispers became closer and become closer. Louder.

But for this unfavorable situation, the exhausted soldiers did not despair. Instead, they looked at what the commander was expecting. Under everyone's eyes, Antonio's body remained motionless until the blasphemous whispers became unbearable, and the monsters were armored. Only when the structure of is clearly visible under the eyes, the youth gave the order lightly.

"Start [Cross Knife Light], cover vertically, and launch flares."

"Flare!"

Amid the shouts of the soldiers, the flares of cursive power on the wall were lifted into the air. For a time, the city of Leinster was as bright as day. With the start command, the sound of the guarding machinery was rumbling, and the wall seemed The magic elements inside the dotted colored stones began to activate rapidly. Under the stimulation of the curse, the colorful killing lights flickered in the stones, gradually turning into shining crosses.

"emission!"

Amid the shouts of the order, hundreds of lights of the cross erupted at the same time. The shock of the salvo forced the soldiers on the wall to support each other. The rays of destruction began to spread out from under the wall, like a knife-like magic element torrent plough. Open the ground and quickly extend to the distance.

The brilliance torrent has since rushed into the black ocean. Countless monsters were divided into two before they could react under the blade of light. The filthy blood continued to erupt and spread, and the vast battlefield had scarred traces like giants. Claw marks of beasts.

Under the power of the city's curse [Cross Knife Light], the outside of Saint Freya College is almost raised by a layer. The sight of corpses across the wild may seem unsightly, but now it is all humans. The gospel of warriors.

"Oh-!"

After a long time of tolerance, the soldiers who used the city's curse to inflict mass destruction on the enemy raised their swords and cheered. The students also showed excited smiles, but Antonio's cheeks became severe under the firelight.

From the beginning of the battle, he knew that the outcome of the war was not on these black monsters. The young man's eyes not only looked at the battlefield, but from beginning to end he was paying attention to the old man holding an oil lamp in the distance. The battlefield now seems fierce. But before Priest took action, it was actually no different from having not yet started the war.

And under the power of this city's curse, the old man in the black robe finally made a move.

Priest looked at the distant city wall, his eyes calm and there was no fluctuation. 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. They were just to make up for the quantity and evade charges. He had never thought about what to do with these black armored soldiers, and the facts proved his idea.

Slightly shook his head, Priest stretched out his hand again, the majestic magic element gathered around him, breeding a shining thunder light, and the astonishing fluctuation of curse power was even more than that driven by the city's curse. ] Are even better, the dark sky is rolling constantly under his influence, and the unbearable pressure is just as breathtaking as the heavens before the king of spells takes action.

In front of Priest, the soldiers on the fortress were pale, and the students panicked. The flashing thunder light illuminates Antonio’s face, making it the first time that young people who have never fought against Source Level 1 realize that the human race is the highest. Layer of combat effectiveness.

Did they fight this monster last night?

Antonio recalled the bruised young girl, and couldn't help sighing, suddenly understanding why Estrede insisted on keeping Acate's bloodline.

"If it is that kind of potential, it is indeed worth protecting with our lives."

The persistent [Guardian] muttered to himself, and the vibrating curse power began to radiate out of his body. After one shot, Estherid could not return from the dream in a short time. The phantom body remaining 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's aim, the pale silver light gleamed softly on the city head, and the nearby space gradually solidified under the imperceptible influence. Antonio seemed to have nothing in front of him, but it was stronger than a thousand shields.

"At least, before he succeeds..."

"boom--!"

The youth’s words were buried in the thunder, and in the dark room behind him, a pair of golden pupils seemed to open as if sensing something, and the dusk-colored light flashed in it~www.mtlnovel. com~novel) update the fastest, remember to collect it!