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After only two offenses and defenses, Ragnard was temporarily blinded by Charlotte who had a pair of compound eyes deprived. But this does not mean that Ragnard has failed, and he hates monsters with extraordinary regeneration abilities, let alone monsters of Ragnard's level.

Blind, Ragnard fell into a state of rage, grabbing a giant mace from the edge of his throne and sweeping it around. The hurricane alone can make people stagger, Jacob cursed and cast a spell into the air, and the Scourge Knight Nowell did not dare to resist his brute force and jumped to the side.

The other two Death Knights were confronted by two Praetorian Guards, and one of them was unlucky, and the moment of the confrontation was ushered in by Ragnard's sweep, the two opponents who had just fought to the death suddenly became brothers and sisters. The Praetorian Guard hated being struck on the left shoulder by its master, its sturdy plate armor as fragile as papier-mâché in front of the mace, and it wailed, half of its body shattered, and all sorts of rotting flesh were scattered on the ground, crackling like firecrackers, and emitting a green miasma.

The Death Knight was even less lucky, as he jumped onto the guard's abominable left shoulder as the mace swept in, using it as a springboard to attack its head. Na Cheng Xiang suffered such an unwarranted disaster, and he barely even snorted, and was smashed into a flat black armor by the mace. His body emitted black smoke in the flat armor, which instantly turned into black ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Nowell—" Ragnard the Abomination roared furiously, and until then it had assumed that Nowell had started the rebellion alone.

The soul fire in Nowell's helmet, which had dodged its attack, flickered and flickered, as if thinking about something. At this time, Charlotte, who was flying in the air, suddenly said, "Jacob, Nowell!

Hearing this, Nowell did not hesitate. The soul fire in his eyes suddenly ignited, and a faint blue fire light appeared from the cracks in the black demon's armor, and he rushed towards Ragnard like a burning steel monster. In a short period of time, Ragnard's compound eye had recovered several eyeballs, and it aimed at Nowell's dash and flicked the mace.

Bang –

The ground shook, the splashes of fungus carpet mixed with the snow below, and Nowell leaped up in the green-white snow mist, like a burning blue meteorite, rushing towards Ragnard's face.

Boom –

Like a giant ballball player hit by a baseball, Ragnard was hit by a blue meteorite and his head was thrown back, and Jacob took advantage of the situation to cast a spell, and countless black smoke wrapped around Ragnard's misshapen head like a sinuous snake. The blue meteorite bounced and smashed around Ragnard's massive body like a rampage, knocking off a large amount of minced flesh with each attack, emaciating Ragnard's bloated and massive body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief, and he took the opportunity to glance at the battlefield on the outskirts. Because Nowell used a trick to get Ragnard to take away a lot of hatred, and now the Allies have the upper hand. The Mystic Mage and the Lich consciously or unconsciously protect Vivien, Lolita, and Leonard, reassuring Charlotte, who cares about her disciples. While the Allies' sheer size and resilience prevented the Allies from winning quickly, the advantage was still in their hands.

But the battle was so fierce that even the abominants who were sent out to reconnoiter would find out that something was wrong, no matter how brain-dead. With the passage of time, it is conceivable that the battle situation will develop in an unfavorable direction, so the top priority is to quickly solve the leader Ragnard, so that Charlotte can concentrate superior forces to calmly face the enemy's counterattack.

He no longer had the option of preserving his strength in the face of Jacob's unclear enemy, and he showed his current strongest state as soon as he made a move. He threw the shrunken skull of the thinker around his waist, and the latter rose into a normal skeleton in the wind and laughed, and the divine fire in the hollow hole burned brightly, and it shrouded down, and in an instant the air rippled, reflecting a huge shadow like a mirror refraction.

The shadow of the Star Iron Giant Wycliffe loomed in it, he was more than twice as tall as Ragnard, and when the space stabilized, Wycliffe roared excitedly, his steel-forged arms clasped together, and his fists slammed down!

Boom Boom –

The earth shaking is not enough to describe the situation at this moment, and Ragnard, who is entangled by Nowell and Jacob, is smashed into the ground by Wycliffe without resistance. The fungus blanket with excellent bearing capacity burst like foam, the glacier below was smashed like glass cutting corners, huge blocks of ice and sea water sprayed in all directions like popcorn, the strata of the 'palace' cracked and shook, and another fighting Praetorian Abomination sat on the ground like a toddler's baby, and before he could react, the ten-meter-tall Praetorian Abomination was grabbed by Wycliffe.

"You ugly monster!" Wycliffe's grin was more terrifying than anyone else's, and he crumpled the Janissary Abomination into a ball in his palms, the steel plates were crumpled like noodles, and the Praetorian Abomination was powerless in his palm, and the original deformed human form was directly reduced to a ball of flesh.

Wycliffe laughed with satisfaction, and threw a pitch like a baseball pitcher at the perimeter behind him.

The piercing sound broke through the sound barrier, and the meat bounce baseball smashed into the battlefield with an astonishing momentum, and the abomination that was hit scattered into countless pieces of flesh with a bang, and the death knight who was fighting at close range also poured eight lifetimes of blood mold, and without even saying a word, the armor was smashed to shreds, turned into black ashes and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Nowell was so angry that he could no longer maintain his composure, and yelled at Charlotte, "Take care of your monsters!"

"Huh?" Wycliffe glared angrily at the armor bug at his feet, not wanting to step on the Scourge Knight Nowell.

"Stop!" Charlotte ordered loudly, and Jacob changed his face and shouted to stop him.

Wycliffe blazed his feet in the air and glared at Nowell, who stared at him without giving an inch, while the two men, who were supposed to be allies, showed a tense atmosphere on the battlefield.

"Wycliffe, I want you to stop immediately, understand? They are allies, not enemies!" Charlotte re-emphasized, and at the same time said to Jacob, "I hope you can also understand Wycliffe's way of fighting, I believe he didn't mean to hurt the Death Knight." ”

"For Charlotte's sake......" Wycliffe whispered reluctantly, moving the leg he had intended to step on back to the place he had planned. Nowell was persuaded by Jacob to lay down his arms, and the tension between the two finally eased.

Charlotte's face changed suddenly, and the few people who had just been arguing looked at the hole in the ice that had been beaten open by Wycliffe, and suddenly there was a continuous strange gurgling sound in the mouth of the abyss, like the boiling of sea water in the mouth of the cave.

"Oh no!" Jacob shouted, "that guy isn't dead!"

"Wycliffe, hold the hole!" Charlotte commanded decisively.

Wycliffe snapped, clasping his hands on the hole in the ice that he had smashed with a punch. As soon as he made the above movement, he saw his huge steel palm constantly bouncing as if it had been hit by something. Wycliffe roared in rage, and the force of his hands pressed the surrounding ice down a meter deep, and it continued like this for thirty seconds, and the tremors gradually began to weaken.

Jacob breathed a sigh of relief, the smile on his face stiffening as soon as it appeared. He and Charlotte looked at each other, and both of them saw horror in each other's eyes.

After a moment of silence, this time it was no longer just the mouth of the cave that was shaking, but the entire 'palace hills' where it stood was like the belly of a hungry giant, and there was a rumbling sound.

"Be careful—" Charlotte subconsciously flashed towards the disciples!