"Whoever fears first loses. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

This sentence that circulates among the strong is not just a word that stays in words, a truth that stays on paper, but a sentence that can be depicted in truth by the death and fall of countless legends.

The battle between legends is actually not just a competition between strengths, or strength is only a very large part of the factors, and there are various other reasons that are also very important, even if they can't be decided, they can be regarded as a major impact, affecting the final outcome.

In the battle, the strength of the play also depends on other factors, in addition to the environment and weapons, the biggest factor is the battle heart, especially fear, in the battle if the enemy has a fear of emotion, then ten percent of the strength can be played to five achievements is already good, can not play the strength, can not be regarded as strength at all.

The five legends belonging to the druids, as well as the other three elven legends, faced one of the four knights, completely fell into the wind, two of the five druids successfully used magic under the cover of their companions to turn into a green dragon in the sky constantly spitting acid, and used the advantage of flexible body and flight to contain the attention of the famine above, so that he also needed to guard against the attack of the sky when fighting.

Even so, taking advantage of the advantage of numbers, the cooperation of these eight legends can only barely delay the pace of famine, as for defeating the other party...... It was something that even the arrogant elves felt desperate, they didn't think that they could kill and defeat each other in such a situation, and what made them even more desperate was that they knew extremely well that the other party was just one person, and there was another knight and the more powerful Attila who did not make a move, and they clearly knew that this time the thing called victory had never stayed in their hands for even a second.

The famine was stopped, at least until the eight legends were resolved, and there was no room for them to meddle in other battlefields, and without the green dragons, the dragons belonging to the Atilla army came to the top of the battlefield again, ready to use dragon fire and other magic to kill all these elves.

Feeling the pressure brought by the dragons, the only remaining elven mages glanced at each other, and then without hesitation, they took out a short sword inlaid with green gems on the hilt of the sword from their arms, which was a ritual weapon, something with greater symbolic meaning than practical significance, of course, it was not impossible to use it for battle, but it was more convenient to use it for another thing than fighting.

Without any hesitation, these elven mages invariably inserted the short sword into their hearts, blood trickled out of the wound, dripped down the skin, and converged on the ground to form a strange appearance, and when all the blood in the body was gone, the lifeless body fell to the ground softly.

These lifeless corpses, if it weren't for the gorgeous costumes on their bodies, then no one could, at least not be able to tell from their appearances that they were handsome elves before, after all, they were only corpses now, their hair was dry and snow-white, and their smooth skin was wrinkled like tree bark, just like people who died of old age.

The dark red magic array swirled around the rest of these elven corpses, and shone with a blood-red light, and a few seconds passed quickly, and two huge black shadows appeared above the magic array, and the air that had been distorted by the fire became a little heavier, as if it had been solidified into a liquid of ice and snow, giving everyone present, including those jackals, a solemnity to tell one by one.

【Oath Gift】

This is the secret technique that only the elves will know and can use, even the legendary Lich Alice can't use the secret technique, the magic that is even more advanced than the highest summoning magic, and has completely reached the legendary stage...... And it is a magic that only legendary elves can cast, but because the three legends are in a fierce battle with the famine, in order to cast this magic, those elven mages have to pay with their own lives.

Just like the name of this magic, "Oath Gift", this is a magic that summons the allies of the elves, and unlike the druids who summon green dragons, as elves they will be closer to the metal dragons, such as the golden dragon, the silver dragon, or the bronze dragon!

Two huge dragons were summoned into the field, just from the size of the mountain-like body, we knew that these two dragons were fundamentally different from the green dragons that had just been summoned, these two dragons were ancient dragons, they had lived more than a thousand years, that was a very great achievement even in the legend, even for dragons, it was a great feat that could be made into a milestone...... You must know that in this world where heroes always like to add the aura of dragon slaying to their bodies, dragons that can live to be a thousand years old are already very rare.

The color of the huge eyes is very light, if you don't pay attention, you can't see the color of the pupils at all, the feet have webs for having, the scales are smooth and very smooth, exuding a rusty patina, these characteristics all indicate the identity of these two dragons, they are the bronze dragon of the metal dragon, the ancient bronze dragon.

A huge roar came out of their mouths, looking at the elven corpses on the ground, looking at the dragons in the sky who were about to fly down to attack, they judged the general situation, and stomped their feet in anger, the ground shook slightly, flapping their wings and flying towards the sky, and the small hurricane caused by flapping their wings made the flames below more intense.

One bronze dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a linear pillar of power light that swept towards the enemy, which was condensed into a line of lightning, while the other bronze dragon spewed out a gust of wind that blocked all the attacks that came at him.

Originally, the combat power of the two ancient bronze dragons was above those dragons, even if the opposite side had an absolute numerical advantage, coupled with the incomparable tacit understanding between the two dragons, which made those dragons have a sense of grievance, the battle has gone through several times, and several companions have been lost, but the enemies who really fought were actually their own kindred, and finally those green dragons disappeared because of the death of the spellcaster, and now they have encountered an even more tricky ancient bronze dragon.

Without the help of the legend, those elven archers were completely at a disadvantage, no, it cannot be described as an inferiority, in the confrontation with the centaurs, they were completely devastated, both from the heart and from the body, they were completely beaten by the other party.

In terms of flexibility and accuracy, these elven archers are not the opponents of centaurs who run on four feet and shoot arrows with two hands, not to mention that the number of opponents is still several times and dozens of times their own, many archers have just pulled the bowstring, and the arrows on the opposite side have already come to the front, and they have been so easily taken their lives.

Thankfully, thanks to Alice's attack and the fire, the gnolls were not as incessant as before, and only the remaining sword dancers stood in a row, keeping them out of the slightest, unable to advance at all.

"Ten minutes, five minutes, three minutes. ”

"Which one is it?"

Alice was in mid-air, cross-legged, dragging her cheeks and looking down at the battlefield, guessing the battle, analyzing the outcome of this war, whether it would be ten minutes, five minutes, or three minutes later.

If Attila had stood by and let Famine perform alone, the elves would have been able to last about ten minutes

If it was just a war, then the elves and druids would have been able to survive at least five minutes, and they would also have the opportunity to escape from here, leaving behind their subordinates to successfully escape from this battlefield with their tails between their legs at a certain cost.

However, if Attila and the war were to strike together, it would only take three minutes, whether it was the two ancient bronze dragons in the sky who cooperated with the tacit understanding to suppress the dragon group, or the oak demon who was fighting fiercely with Beamon, their death was only a matter of moments, and in front of the aurora that could destroy everything, they were no different from the ants under their feet.

Just as Alice was thinking this, the battlefield below took on a new twist

The sound of the horn sounded at the same time as the wolf howl of the gnolls, and the crowd that was still pounding the embankment began to retreat, leaving corpses everywhere, and the gnolls finally retreated...... Even so, so many corpses appeared and so many gnolls died, but from the outside, the decrease in the number of gnolls could not be felt at all.

Even if Alice secretly applied the [Vampire Touch], constantly absorbing the blood and life force of the enemy to restore the physical strength in his body, but the mental fatigue could not be easily eliminated like this, and the sword dancers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw those gnolls retreating.

But it was only a breath of effort, and soon new enemies appeared in front of them, although the number was not as hopeless and desperate as the gnolls, but it was more tricky and troublesome than the gnolls, and in the face of new enemies, these sword dancers could no longer maintain the frequency of their attacks, and they could no longer maintain the grace of their steps.

Because, their new opponent has changed from the Gnoll to the White Bear Man.

That's right, the White Bears, known as the most powerful race in the North, have become her most loyal guards after being subdued by Attila to take care of these sword dancers in person.

Their equipment is actually similar to that of the rhinoceros heavy infantry under Alice, they are all armor that wraps their bodies in, and they also hold heavy weapons such as two-handed swords and two-handed axes in their hands, but whether it is armor or weapons, they are not as good as those worn by the rhinoceros people, because Atila can only plunder, and will only rule his subordinates with death and fear, plus the civilization of the northern continent is already lagging behind the rest of the main plane, which also leads to the fact that the white bears are only wearing ordinary armor and weapons made of bronze, and the defense and sturdiness cannot be compared with the iron equipment。

However, even if it is only bronze, only mammoths and white bears are eligible to use it in the Attila army, centaurs can only use wooden bows and arrows, gnolls can only use stone weapons, and those orcs who have been expelled from the ranks can only use bone equipment.

Bronze equipment is, of course, unable to resist the sharpness of the sword dancer's sword, and it is no different from not wearing equipment, which can cut these white bears in half with a single stroke...... The premise is that these swords can slash enemies.

The Sword Dancer soon noticed the changes brought about by the new enemy, because after being inflicted [Vampire Touch] by Alice, they suffered casualties again, but this time it was different from the previous one, not because of lack of physical strength, but after really using all their strength, they were killed head-on.

The white bear man has comprehensively crushed the elf in terms of strength, and on the flexible top, even if he is wearing bronze armor, it does not affect anything, the fat body moves flexibly on the ground, dodging the attacks of the elves, of course, neither side can defend against the other's attacks, as long as the white bear people hit the elves, no matter what part of the body, their huge strength can cause a devastating blow to the elves' thin body, and the same, as long as the elves' blades fall on their bodies, they can easily split the white bears in half。

It stands to reason that the battle between the two should be in a state of stalemate, but in fact, after a minute, the sword dancers are only in the single digits, and the remaining quasi-powerhouses who are only one step away from advancing to become legends.

As for the reason? It's the same, the same reason as when you face the gnolls.

There is no way to make up for the gap in numbers, and there are winners and losers when they are one-on-one, but what if it is two against one, three against one? It will completely become a one-sided crush, those white bear people, even if the number of white bear people is not as good as the jackals, but the number of elven sword dancers is also even less, and the ending that has been decided from the beginning cannot be easily changed like this, and the pace of death is not stopped, but blocked by Alice, and he is slightly late on the road.