Chapter 43: The Last Victim

Infinity Sword, Immersturm, Frost and Red Lotus Hell......

When Charlotte and Elle cooperate with each other and fire at full power, the battle front, which was about to collapse, once again maintains a dangerous balance.

The humming enchanted steel constantly harvests people's souls, all kinds of magic orbs surge and take people's lives, and the frost and red lotus hell that covers the canyon are a nightmare for the temple warriors!

Charlotte and Elle work together to keep the circle running, enhance the effects of spells, counter enemy magic, or release various spells to control the situation.

Even though the archbishop and many priests joined forces to counteract, they still fell behind in this spell clash of spells.

The frost that covered the canyon condensed and tangled like life, piercing the charging Templars mercilessly. When the temple side uses the magic to remove the frost, the spell regenerates and changes. The frost turned into a red lotus, and the blazing heat melted the ice spikes and turned the warriors inside into moving torches.

The Archbishop of the Temple of Tyranny, this old man who is over half a hundred years old, has turned from anger to embarrassment at the beginning, and then to numbness and fear now. It is also in the field of the Eighth Ring, but at this moment he knows how big the gap is between it and the mobile library that has become famous in recent years.

Even if the other party has the assistance of the spell position, there are as many as 24 priests on their side, plus him, a priest of the eight-ring level, it stands to reason that he should have the upper hand. But the truth is that they can only resist Charlotte and Elle's endless spell attacks.

"Damn it!"

The stumps and corpses scattered at the entrance of the canyon and the bubbling blood that formed a shallow pool showed his heavy losses, and even without the post-battle statistics, he could roughly estimate that the losses of both sides in this battle were almost more than 1:5.

In other words, on average, each sniper unit can take the lives of five Templars!

"The most embarrassing thing isβ€”" the archbishop clenched his fists, "it's just a mage of the Eight Rings who is responsible for all this!"

"But, but his deterrent power ......" the clergyman who served left and right swallowed, and the archbishop glanced at him, and saw obvious fear in the eyes of this hard-nosed subordinate, "...... Really no less than a legend. ”

The archbishop's lower lip protruded, and he wanted to scold. However, the next sentence from his subordinate made him lose the strength to scold.

"But no matter what, he's just a man. The middle-aged priest clenched his fists, as if that would give him enough confidence, "He can't change the entire battlefield, they're about to lose!"

- That's what I'm really worried about!

The archbishop glanced anxiously at the rear, and Hairington had not yet arrived.

He couldn't guarantee that the mage on the other side wouldn't jump over the wall in the event of a complete defeat. If he really intends to take bloody revenge on himself, will the people around him be able to protect his life under his clutches?

The archbishop was visibly intimidated by Charlotte's toughness, so much so that he overlooked a crucial point.

Yes, he is indeed the leader of the team of the Temple of Tyranny in Rosente, one man under ten thousand. But for Charlotte, who is countless times higher than him, he is nothing. How could Charlotte exchange her precious life for his life!

In the center of the spell position, Charlotte sighed.

Although his strength has improved by leaps and bounds over the years, he is not yet a top mage like a legend who can turn the tide of the situation by himself. Being able to successfully snipe the elite of the temple for nearly three and a half hours with a team of less than seventy people is already considered an extraordinary performance.

The red-eyed two sides strangled each other along the canyon, and despite Charlotte and Elle's spell support, the front line retreated again and again, approaching the center of the circle.

At a cursory glance, there are less than 7 people left who can still fight, and all of them are wounded and exhausted. Even if Charlotte glanced at it, there were two more warriors lying in this bloody canyon forever.

The more you get to the end, the less time they will be able to hold on.

- It's time to retreat!

The set strategic goals were no longer achievable, and Charlotte had to swallow the bitter pill of failure.

"Prepare to retreat!" Charlotte said to Elle in a gloomy mood.

Elle replied weakly, and only nodded happily after reacting to what Charlotte had said.

Although the latter is not as tired as Charlotte is from the consumption of magic and spirit, the same and extremely intense spell casting also makes the troublemaker feel tired.

One of the two countered the priest's divine magic, and the other controlled the infinite sword system with all his might. The torrent of steel buzzed to separate the warring sides, and Charlotte summoned a bone wall to reinforce the defenses.

But in the process, two more remained in place forever. In the end, only three people were left alive to retreat from the battlefield, one of whom seemed to have leg problems and was dragged out of the battlefield by the other two survivors.

Charlotte knew all three, and it was Hoyle who had his shoulder armor completely shattered, and his left hand hanging limply, Mallory limping and dragging the wounded with a bitter smile characteristic of a survivor on his bloody head, and the last man was the veteran whose legs had been hammered in the first place.

He was still alive, and not only that, but he was involved in the defense when the line was pushed to the core, and miraculously did not take any more damage.

"Is it time? Charlotte. Hoyle asked as he wiped a handful of blood from his face and looked tired.

Charlotte shook her head as she manipulated the Infinite Sword System, "But we can't hold it anymore. ”

Everyone was silent, and even Mallory, an overly optimistic young man, couldn't say anything like 'still holding on' at this time.

The bone wall cracked with a clattering sound, and the manipulation of the Infinite Sword System became more and more difficult, leaving little time for this remnant army.

"So what are we going to do? Even four hours is very stressful for the retreating troops. We...... Is that all there is to it?" Hoyle gripped the hilt of his sword with his only movable right hand.

Charlotte swept past the last survivors, swallowed, and said bitterly, "...... I still have a back hand. ”

"Sure enough......"

"I've planted enough magic crystals in this circle, and I've also programmed the detonation. But...... Because of the peculiarity of the detonation program, it had to be activated by a creature in the spell array!"

Everyone was silent.

A detonator that had to be activated by a creature in a spell array meant that El couldn't activate it, meaning that the detonator would die there.

It is not easy to survive to the end in this lifeless battle, and who would be willing to give up their life from the hands of death so easily?

Hoyle looked at everyone present.

Although in terms of the possibility of survival, Charlotte is the most suitable candidate. But as a guest soldier, it is impossible for him to take such a risk for the retreating troops, either in terms of identity or position. What's more, if Charlotte has three longs and two shorts, it is very likely that the northern allies who could have won it will become mortal enemies.

Mallory with the Veteran...... Although they can use their status to oppress strongly, if they join the enemy because of resentment, won't all their sacrifices be in vain?

- In that case......

"I ......"

"Leave it to me!"

The veteran suddenly interrupted Hoyle's words and wiped the sweat from his forehead as everyone looked surprised.

"I can't fight anymore, so let me continue to fight with my master in the underworld. Don't look at me with such an expression, ladies and gentlemen, I did it voluntarily. For a veteran who wants to be a knight, the battlefield should be my final grave!"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Knights?"

Charlotte was stunned.

He began to feel the extraordinary magic of this term, which he had not hesitated to abandon.

It can make Vivien Leigh fall into self-doubt because of it, it can make Zenas give up his family name and kill the lord, it can make Nell give up his life and the right to inherit the second in line to rush to the battlefield, it can make Hoyle go from being a gentleman to a warrior in a hundred battles, and it can make a veteran give up the chance to live and die......

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I understand. "Charlotte retracted the Infinity Sword System.

All salute the veteran.