Scene 349 Under the Abyss VIII

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At the same moment when Brando and his party were attacked, the line of defense in charge of the Cruz people was raining heavily and it was pitch black. Sir Hawthorne rode a dragon and walked through the forest with his monks and soldiers. "What the hell." He complained in a low voice, "Fortunately, those Eruins can bear this kind of weather, for us one time is enough!" The monks laughed softly, Hawthorne From the warm northern foothills of the Cruzmarland Mountains, I am very unaccustomed to the humidity and coldness of Ampersel this season.

The war dragon standing under the saddle is more than three meters tall, and the iron armor on its body weighs half a ton. It is the most common mount for heavy cavalry in this era. Every time it took a step, the ground seemed to tremble slightly, leaving a mud pit several inches deep in a muddy forest.

The reason why they appeared here was because they received a report that a light frigate of the Cornolia Fleet was attacked by strange creatures on the way back after the Eruin Royal Fleet stopped attacking. However, the dragon cavalry of the Eruin Northern Alliance Army did not find the frigate in the relevant airspace, so it was their turn to launch the ground troops.

Hawthorne dared to bet that the frigate must have crashed. A group of people walked through the forest, and the wreckage of a burning warship appeared in their eyes. The once majestic war machine is now only a broken frame, broken masts and wind sails are scattered all over the place, and even many cables are still hanging on nearby branches.

"This is the frigate that reported being attacked and crashed. It's really huge." Sir Hawthorne couldn't help thinking.

"My God, it's the Bullshark!" Someone recognized the frigate and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "Who made it look like this?"

"I think we'll find out soon." Sir Hawthorne suddenly raised his head, and drew out his long sword with a clank: "There are enemies, prepare to fight."

Following his roar, everyone saw a pink monster crawling out of the wreckage of the battleship, and that monster climbed up along the fallen mast. Soon to the break. It was a giant monster that looked both like a bat and a humanoid creature. It was about two or three meters tall, with more developed forelimbs than hindlimbs, and muscular upper arms. It has a bull-like head around its neck and a nose ring.

"It's a devil, a wild devil!" Someone with sharp eyes called out the name of the monster at a glance. Demons are one of the mortal enemies of the Temple of Fire, and the monks and soldiers have seen images of these demons in various scriptures and books.

"Get out!" Sir Hawthorne reacted faster than they did.

The barbarian is the main air force of the Brimstone River. The young barbarian has the strength of the silver peak, and once they reach the adult form. It has the strength of the initial stage of gold. And the barbarian in front of Sir Hawthorne has grown long horns,

Apparently it was a bona fide adult demon lord, who, like many other demons, had the gift of harnessing fire, with several spell-like abilities described as fire.

Fireball is one of them.

As soon as the fire flashed, a ball of flames exploded in the formation of monks and soldiers in the Temple of Cruz's Flame. Several young monk soldiers suddenly turned into burning men. After releasing the fireball, the demon lord roared on the broken mast, as if enjoying the thrill of killing, "Damn the devil!" Sir Hawthorne couldn't help but burst into anger, and he immediately ordered the sitting dragon to speed up Rushing forward, the barbarian demon lord flapped his wings and flew up from the boat. Fly into the air and throw fireballs at him one by one.

But Sir Hawthorne was unafraid, he seemed to be walking through the flames, after getting close enough. With a backhand, he removed the short spear from behind. Throw it forward.

The monks only saw a golden straight line come out of Sir Hawthorne's hand, and the next moment it hit the barbarian lord in the sky. It was a magical throwing spear with the characteristics of the temple. The spear head was sanctified, and it was the natural enemy of demons. When the short spear hit the barbarian lord's wing, it was like a drop of water rolled into boiling oil, and a blazing white flame burst into flames.

I saw the barbarian demon lord falling from mid-air with a scream. He hit the broken mast of the battleship with his head, and his head was separated from his body immediately, pulling his spine out of his muscles a few meters away. Immediately, he couldn't die anymore.

The monks were stunned for a moment. Only then did Qi Qi let out a cheer.

Hawthorne also breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned around, he probably knew in his heart why the Bull Shark was attacked and crashed. It seems that Archbishop Wood's guess is correct. The demons have invaded Eruin in a large scale. The demons lack advanced air force. The barbarian demon lord is already one of the best elite flying units under the Sulfur River.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard someone scream: "What is that?"

Sir Hawthorne was startled, and subconsciously turned around following the voice. He felt that the sky brightened slightly, and the layers of dark clouds in that direction parted suddenly, and a flaming meteorite fell from the sky and fell in a certain direction.

Then, as if it was a copy of this scene, the black clouds rolled as if they were boiling, and countless fiery red spots appeared behind the separated clouds. Then meteorites tore through the dark clouds and fell down one after another, turning half of the sky into a blood-red color for a while.

Sir Hawthorne was completely stunned. He has estimated that the direction of those meteorites falling is the main position of the Northern Allied Forces. It's over, his heart is icy cold. He saw with his own eyes a meteorite hit the 'Perrin' in the middle of the sky in the distance. The flagship of the Cruz was at that time. It was reduced to ashes in a dazzling light.

At that moment, Sir Hawthorne even forgot that the captain of the Cornolia Fleet was still on board the flagship. In fact, he lost the ability to think at all. There was no magic circle in the sky. This was the spell of the demons, and it should be the top spell of the 14th ring—Doomsday.

A high-level demon at the level of a lord entered the portal, and this was the only thought left in his mind.

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"What did you say!?"

"Where are they now?" Marcarro and Overwell said at the same time, but they hadn't had time to say another word. Suddenly, a bright light flashed outside the camp, and exclamations came from outside the tent.

It was as if half the sky lit up outside the tent.

Something big happened. Everyone was startled, and Charles was the first to react and turned around to open the door of the tent. Then the red-haired girl who had been silent all this time rushed out of him, followed by Antitina. Marcaro and Overwell exchanged glances, and followed them out.

As soon as they walked out of the tent, everyone immediately lost the ability to speak. In their field of vision, the sky in the northwest was brightly lit with flames, and countless meteors fell from mid-air like rain. Fall to the ground.

Macaro made a quick calculation, and he had already calculated that the direction was Bu Nuoan.

"The demons have already started attacking the Northern Allied Forces!" He immediately came to a conclusion.

"That's a doomsday technique, and the opponent has a wizard of the extreme." Overwell took a breath: "It's the demon lord, Martha, I'm afraid there will be a whole demon army this time. Compared with the history There are more times recorded!"

Everyone knows which time he said the last time, that time a kingdom similar in size to Aruin was completely destroyed and turned into scorched earth. Millions of lives were completely wiped out under the ravages of demons. In fact, it was no longer a war, but a massacre and disaster.

It is a scar that will never be healed in Warnd's history.

But this time it seems to be the turn of the ancient kingdom of Aruin.

What did the Eruin people do wrong to be punished like this? Everyone couldn't help thinking about it. But the lone wolf in the kingdom was the first to react. "Marcaro!" he yelled.

"I know, Overwell. I made a mistake," Marcaro suddenly realized the mistake he made. Although he originally planned to let the Northern coalition army be cannon fodder, now he suddenly found that he had miscalculated the devil Strength. Now the situation is clear, if the two parties cannot unite. Neither of them could stand against such an army of demons. In fact, even if they are united, there is little hope.

"We must immediately find a way to support those Yankees," Makaro gritted his teeth: "After the spell is over, the demons will definitely launch a ground attack. Those Yankees and Cruz will definitely not be able to hold on. Once they retreat, the whole of Aruin will be over." .”

Overwell nodded. However, he was also full of anger in his heart. This is all a good thing done by the Cruz people and the Temple of Fire. Now he finally understands why Brando was so angry at the beginning, and even blackmailed the other party without giving the Temple any face.

Now that I think about it, if it were him. I guess it would have been nice not to have broken with the temple on the spot.

"But what about the lord and the princess?" Antitina suddenly said, "They are still surrounded by demons."

Overwell and Makaro were stunned for a moment, they seemed to have forgotten this question. "Where are they now, did Brando say anything?" Overwell asked.

"According to what the lord said, they should be in a few low mountains near the west of Marchenko Mountain. The harpy blocked their retreat and they had to retreat to the north. The lord asked us to send the royal fleet to meet Her Royal Highness. Open a passage for them." Charles said.

"I've said long ago that they shouldn't put themselves at risk," Makaro snorted angrily. "His Royal Highness is also following her own temper. She should have expected the current situation. This is good, the demons are attacking us, and we have a little difficulty parrying them, and we still have to find a way to rescue them?"

"But besides Brando, who else here is more familiar with George Gendigon? Her Royal Highness is willing to risk her life. This is a noble behavior. Makaro, I thought you just had no brains, but I didn't expect that even the honor of a noble Give up." The kingdom's lone wolf sneered sharply.

"What did you say?"

"Okay, stop arguing!" Antitina stood up and interrupted the two, her brows furrowed. "What else did the lord say?" She asked Charles, she felt that Brando was not such a person who gave orders rashly.

"Actually, the lord has other plans. He wants us to inform the priest of Wood so that the Cruz people can cooperate with us." Charles said.

"What does he want?" Makaro raised his eyebrows sharply, and looked at the young wizard with sharp eyes under the eyebrows.

What does he want to do.

Wood also wanted to know this. The demons had already launched an attack on the Bunoan region. To put it mildly, the Northern Alliance was retreating, but it was actually just a sign of collapse. This is an army that has been defeated before, and its morale has long been lost. Now the Temple of Flame is holding its ground, but it is also suffering heavy casualties under the blow of the doomsday spell.

The Cornolia Fleet was almost completely wiped out immediately. Admiral Robbins and the Perrin sank together, and the White Wing Knights also suffered more than half of their casualties. A large number of high-level demons appeared on the battlefield, and what was even more sinister was that an army of Qiaogendigang was also fighting with the demons.

The first person to discover this information was the stone statue of a group of northern coalition mountain infantry recovered by the scout cavalry on the battlefield. That is obviously not a sculpture, but a masterpiece of Medusa.

"The Cruz can support for up to three hours. After half a day, we will lose the last soldier. You should also know what the Northern Alliance looks like." A Templar replied to the young mage in front of him, "We need support."

In fact, Wood knew each other, the famous young mage genius Charles of the Paloche family.

"We can support you. In fact, our army is already on the way. But after that, we still can't stop the demon's attack. You know our situation." Charles replied.

The Templar could not help but fell silent.

"So how long can it be blocked?" Wood asked.

"One day at most."

"Can we open another door of flame and ask for support from the main hall of the Temple of Fire?" Charles asked.

"It's impossible, we don't have enough materials at hand." A Templar retorted: "Building a portal is not a simple matter."

Wood pondered for a moment: "Then what does your lord think?"

Charles nodded: "Since this is the case, we may still have one chance left."

"a chance?"

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With great difficulty, Brando led the remaining twelve Lantoniland knights out of the pervasive black mist. When they saw the surrounding scene clearly, they found that they were already in a valley to the north. The valley was filled with rain and mist, and not far ahead was an open forest glade, and there were a group of Anlek horses grazing on the green grass in the open space. If they were not mistaken, those were the horses they thought were lost.

Earl Odin and His Royal Highness followed him from left to right, speechless by the strange scene in front of them.

"My God, what is going on?" The knights couldn't help but marvel.

Although Her Royal Highness didn't ask, she also cast doubtful eyes on Brando. Since Brando can lead them to get rid of those harpies and walk out of the black mist, he should naturally know what the mystery behind all this is.

But Brando is actually observing the surroundings carefully. The whole valley is shrouded in the sound of rushing rain. The surrounding scenery does not seem to be much different from other places in the Alek Mountains, but there is a subtlety in his heart at this moment. a feeling of.

"May I ask who is going to help?" He couldn't help asking.

Everyone saw an old woman wearing a black robe and hunched body suddenly walking out of the forest. When she saw Brando, she saluted respectfully. The trembling movements made people suspect that she would fall down at any time.

Brando was taken aback. "Ah, it's you!" He already recognized this wrinkled old woman as the old hag Babasa whom he had blackmailed once in Riedenburg, but he never dreamed that he would meet her here.