A few hundred meters away, the High Hill was just a charge away from Herrington.

On the high post, Brent watched as Helrington was wrapped in silver chains and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He saw nine high-level mages maintaining the silver chain, El directing the torrent of steel to shoot at the trapped Helrington, seeing countless shining orbs of various colors emerging from Charlotte's back, seeing Edie drumming magic energy and activating sword light, and seeing nearly a hundred mages under the leadership of the remaining high-level mages turn their guns and aim various spells at Helrington.

"Finally ......"

However, in the next moment, this king, who had always behaved in favor and humiliation, changed his face!

Countless magical lights shone brightly, and a continuous roar resounded through the highlands. However, in the smoke and dust, in the light, there is no way to hide that silver light.

"Do you think you'll be able to trap me like this?!, just a few hilarious high-level mages!?"

The silver flame burned violently, and Helrington seemed to turn into a silver fire man! With magic energy as fuel and divinity as accelerant, the light of divinity with oppressive power permeated the heavens and the earth!

Brent seemed to hear the crisp sound of the illusory chains being broken, and before his eyes, the silver light that permeated the heavens and the earth exuded an inviolable divine majesty, blowing away the middle and low-level spells that had invaded its realm in an almost tyrannical manner. There was a continuous clanging sound in the smoke and dust, and the silver light of the great sword and the torrent of steel and the endless storm converged.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and countless steel divine soldiers were like swords and coffins stuck diagonally on the ground. Blood oozed from a wound on Helrington's forehead, staining his handsome face with a sense of maturity a bright red.

The armor was torn, the body was covered in dust, and the exposed skin was covered with fine wounds. Although the mid-to-low-level spells could not invade his realm, the combined attacks of Charlotte, Elle, Edie, and several high-level mages still hurt him, and Helrington, who had wasted too much energy in the battle with Wycliffe, was unable to defend against all of those attacks.

But no one dared to underestimate him, even if he was gasping for breath in embarrassment, but no one could ignore his burning silver flames!

Not far away, with the disappearance of Wycliffe, the battlefield gradually changed from a narrow strip to a full-line confrontation along the reverse slope. Hairington's men tried to break through the defenses to defend their leader, while the combined forces of Rosente and Erosa condescended to defend their sovereign.

"Gollum, retreat, retreat!, Your Highness!" said the herald and flag bearer beside Brent tried to persuade their Grand Duke, "such a distance, just one charge is ......"

"Don't say stupid things!" Brent, who was sitting on his horse, shouted, "I said, no matter what the result is, I will not leave my command post! I am here!

"But, but ......"

"No, my brother is still fighting! Do you want to make the future king of the North look down on me!?"

Brent knew that such a distance was not safe enough, and he knew that with his three-legged cat's kung fu, he couldn't even stop a surprise attack from Helrington!

But he can't leave! The war has now reached its most critical stage, and he can't let down or waver the army that is fighting a fierce battle!

He was scared!

But Brent told himself that he was the king! He had to be responsible for the country, the people, the warriors, and the family! Even if he risked being spurned and frantically ordered to shoot arrows at the pestering army, even if he put on a mask and put on the face of a politician who disgusted his former self! He had to change! He had to do something worthy of being a king!

I will never back down, even if the stakes are my life!

Brent gritted his teeth and gave one last order.

"The time has come! The opponent's reserves have been mobilized by our two wings. Immediately fire a flare! Order Hoyle and Nell's ambush corps to storm Truman's main formation!"

"Yes...... You really don't think about retreating a little bit, even a little bit is fine......"

Brent glared at his herald with a faint glint in his eyes, like a lion king patrolling his territory, and at the slightest displeasure, he would show his fangs and claws and pounce on his subjects who dared to rebel against him!

“…… I see!" The herald bowed his head deeply, "Order, send a signal! Order Hoyle and Nell Ambush Legion to assault the enemy's main formation!"

Brent nodded in satisfaction, and he only glanced at the murderous line of defense, which was constantly moving towards his main formation, and then looked into the distance.

Now he no longer cares about his own life and death, and no longer pays attention to Herrington's battle with Charlotte and Edie. He thought, I finally let the scales swing from tilt to balance, how could I give up here!

- For me, it was a big gamble!

"So, Truman!" he said, his eyes darkened, as if he were talking to an old man in the distance across the criss-crossing battlefield, "Are you ready for all this?"

Brent's eyes were dark, while Charlotte's eyes were cold.

But that doesn't mean Charlotte wins, and to be honest, Herrington is a real enemy for him!

This guy's speed, strength, and endurance are all the best in his life. If it weren't for the ability to develop the Vientiane Demon Eye, which allowed him to predict the opponent's action pattern, that is, he would have the flashing technique to protect himself, and he would only be able to escape in embarrassment under the speed of Helrington without resistance.

But even if the MONOCULUS gives him the power to fight back, he still doesn't have the ability to make a final decision.

Because Helrington is not a mage, his various combat skills do not need to build spell models, but use the flow of magic energy in the flesh to form a restrained vein of magic energy. In layman's terms, a warrior performs combat skills, similar to the meridian internal force in martial arts in previous lives. Although the magical energy that makes up the carrier is the same, it is a completely different way of expression.

This also means that the most terrifying effect of the MONOCULUS - the ability to destroy the spell model node and counter spell casting is ineffective against Helrington.

For the first time since the incident in the small town of Santos, Charlotte felt the stimulation of this adrenaline hormone secretion. Although he is calm and calm on the surface, his eyes are cold and ruthless, but his heart is full of the heartbeat that wanders on the line of life and death.

The mage knew that he had most likely lost the golden finger of the death reset, and if he was not careful, he would have no chance to start over. Because of this, the subconscious mind focused his attention like never before, and every cell, every demonic energy, and every trace of spirit in his body was effectively mobilized by him.

The great terror between life and death made him squeeze the potential he had never realized.

Hmmm-

With a flash of swords, Charlotte dodged Helrington's attack at the last moment. His subconscious mind told him that Herrington, covered in silver flames, was invincible. His feeling was not wrong, even if he avoided Helrington's sword strike, but the moment the opponent's arch landed, the terrifying kinetic energy still brought an unparalleled hurricane.

Charlotte's face changed slightly, and the vague direction of the magical energy in Hairington's body told him a lot of information. He immediately flashed decisively, and sure enough, the next moment Helrington was a knee blow!

The knee hit the air, but Hairington didn't chase Charlotte in the first place. He quickly rushed towards the high-ranking mages who were guarding the node, and in the blink of an eye, the terrifying warrior took out the three mages who were guarding the various locations with incredible speed.

It was amazing bravery! It was the ostentatiousness of seeing all the hosts as if they were nothing! It was a combination of extreme anger and extreme confidence in one's own abilities!

Charlotte and Edie didn't have time to help, so they could only watch as Hairington set off a bloody storm in the formation, and half of the spell positions that they thought were hole cards were destroyed, while Hairington was still killing efficiently like a tireless perpetual motion machine!

Charlotte and Edie gasped, and the one-minute exchange took up almost all of their physical strength.

The two looked at each other, gritted their teeth and went up again!

They all knew that Helrington was by no means as unbeatable as it appeared. The enemy, like them, is squeezing the potential in his body and making a final fight!

The time for the decisive battle has come, and the next thing is to see who can't hold on first!