As the Grand Master of the Dead Regiment, Du Kang watched in silence as his warband moved forward, ten minutes earlier, the Sacred Flame's Flag Guards had burned the battle flag, and then, together with the last two squadrons, they would attack the line of defense in front of them with the Iron Hand.

But until the last flag guard was cut down, the defense line was still in the hands of the people of the Eastern Continent, and the dead regiment had lost two battle groups, wave after wave of investment, and more than 50,000 people were completely damaged, but they couldn't even take down this defense line about a thousand meters long and two hundred meters thick, batch after batch of grassland elves, kitten people, big cat people, and dwarves...... There are also warbands of earthlings on the opposite side, they are not afraid of sacrifice, the two sides exchange the most savage killings for casualties, and use the equipment of the First World War to play the integrity of the human and insect war.

"I don't think it's right. The Grey Prophet beside Du Kang looked at the battlering line in the distance with his blank eyes: "Something is very wrong. ”

"What do you mean?" asked Du Kang, leaning around.

"Since we arrived here, up to now, I have seen at least six big clans appear on the side of the kittens, I recognize their battle flags, not to mention the big clans like Bobota, Oranta, Lombota, Van Ota and Sorenta, let's just say the clan of Hilota, he was also a big clan before the Battle of the King, in the last three hundred years, there have been at least seventeen commanders of the Royal Guard of Lovanta, and he is also the flag bearer of the Champion Warband on the side of Lonsi. His Grey Prophet asked.

"Hereditary?" Du Kang frowned, and glanced at the line of defense with some unpleasantness at the word, "For aliens, all this seems so taken for granted. ”

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that, the performance of this clan from generation to generation can afford this glory, the final battle of the Old Federation's Kingbearers Warband can be confirmed to be on Mars, but until now they have not been able to find their shelter, and Shilota had four squadrons of members in the King's Warband back then, and all of them were marked as presumed to have died in the final battle, and the younger generation of their own family and the four families back then can be said to have lost more than half of this, so I hope you will at least pay tribute to this surname, after all, you and my ancestors were lucky enough to leave Mars on a conservation ship。 The Grey Prophet looked up at his Grand Master, who nodded vigorously, "My negligence, so what do you mean?" ”

"Shilota is almost a transcendent clan among the kitten people, except for the Lonshi family, they are only loyal to the Lovanta clan, but today, this clan has lost nearly a thousand people here, and there is no mistake...... Based on the calculations I asked the commanders at the front, they had lost at least such a figure during the time they had been fighting, and I could not imagine what kind of existence had made them choose to make such a heavy sacrifice. The Grey Prophet exclaimed heartily.

"Could it be because we're New Eden? Du Kang asked.

"I don't think that if we continue to go north, or simply attack the Cat-Man Empire directly, otherwise it is impossible for an existence like the Shilota Wargroup to come to us for trouble, their warband serves in the army of the Mogus Empire in the Northlands, according to the identification, this squadron of theirs is the first squadron of the 'Companions of Hilota' in the Hilota clan, the most core wargroup in the entire clan, and the commander is Vita Finney Oranta Hilota. Speaking of this, the Grey Prophet was silent for a moment: "If the kitten on the other side is named Lovanta's name Elle, it would be normal for her to appear here...... However, according to battlefield records, her squadron, in order to block the attacks of the previous waves, led the remnants of her squadron to engage in hand-to-hand combat with our side until their combat boats dropped incendiary grenades......"

“…… Do you mean that there is someone more important than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on the other side?" Du Kang glanced at his Grey Prophet, "You'd better not make a mistake. ”

"I'd like to hope I'm mistaken, I'd have hoped that there would be a highness like Long and Penny on the other side, but the fact is that just now in the central line, our friendly forces have confirmed the new combat boat that Long and Penny are piloting. The Grey Prophet sighed, "Do you remember what our old history teacher told us about how to tell the kitten people without knowing the clan name?" ”

Of course I remember, with a characteristic. Du Kang nodded, the old historian was the old man he respected the most, and like them, his ancestors were the same children who had retreated from Mars during the First War of Humans and Insects: "He said that the females of the Bobota clan usually have freckles and a predominantly red hair color, while the males of the Orlanta family usually have gray hair and have the largest bite force of all the clans. ”

"Do you remember the characteristics of the Lovanta clan. The first gray knew that he turned his head and looked at his commander from the bottom up because of the height difference.

"The male has a white pointed tail, and the female has a tuft of pure white hair on the top of the head. Du Kang closed his mouth.

"It looks like you've figured it out, and only this explanation can explain why there are so many warbands gathered around that little cub, although things in the game need to be solved in the game, but ...... After all, we have been gracious......" The Grey Prophet pointed to the distant line of defense, "I know, Du Kang, that the reason why we brothers are united is to prevent those winners in life from wantonly bullying us...... But if that little cub really ...... We ......"

A knight's rapid approach attracted the attention of the two of them, and looking at the Lord of the Crown, Du Kang and his Grey Prophet noticed the hanging flag in his hand, which was the Prince's banner, indicating that it held the command.

"Strangers, I have brought orders from Your Highness! In five minutes, the power of blasphemy will fall from the sky, and your warband will be able to break through the enemy's defense line with relative ease!"

"We have understood His Highness's intentions, please convey our gratitude on our behalf. Seeing the messenger leave, Du Kang turned his head to look at the Grey Prophet: "It looks like someone has made the decision on our behalf." ”

"What is blasphemy?plague?" the Grey Prophet frowned, "Or is it the big spell that those guys said before?"

"Let's wait and see, but I think the plague is more likely, after all, enough people have died here today. Du Kang let out a sigh and clenched the long-handled battle axe in his hand to the Grand Master in the distance.

………………

Marceau had been dragged off the battlefield, and his elemental body was close to collapsing—if it weren't for those few magic spells that worked so well, the collapse would have been uncontrollable long ago.

"You have to take a break. "Chidov of the Bobota family didn't know when he was blind in one eye, and it was he and a little guy who dragged Marceau down the line of fire:"...... I took him ...... Taken care of. ”

Marceau couldn't hear the sound anymore, but in a trance she felt someone hold her, and a warm, sweet liquid passed through her lips.

After ingesting these liquids, Marceau felt that his head was no longer like a chaotic paste, and the first time he could finally see the person clearly, Marceau saw Gaga looking down on him, and then he realized that he was pillowed on the little girl's legs, and then saw the tears rolling down the child's eyes, dripping on his face.

"Mr. Marceau treats Gaga like a child every time. The little girl began to cry.

…… You're a kid.

Looking at her, Marceau was a little embarrassed that he understood the child's feelings for him, and at the same time found that it was this little girl who gave him the right treatment again and again.

"Thank you, Gaga. Marceau lifted her elemental shell and rested her head on her lap with confidence: "But I still have to say, it's too dangerous, I don't want to lose you, and when I met Lady Lily, I had to tell her that Gaga was accidentally played to death by me." ”

Then the kitten's ears were rightly grabbed by the angry girl.

"Is that how much Mr. Marceau hates me!"

"I don't hate you, silly girl, it's just ......" Marceau struggled and sat up with Gaga's help, laughing as he watched the sky dominate with clouds.

It turns out that the back hand of that person is a blasphemous stone.

Looking at the unidentified object that tore through the clouds gathering in the sky, burning and falling, Marceau motioned for Gaga to help him up.

"Mr. Marceau, why do you stand up, you can't stand at all. The little girl was a little puzzled, but as a druid, she also sensed the danger of what fell from the sky.

"Because if I don't stand up, I won't be able to take out the spellcasting materials from the small bag behind my waist. Marceau explained with a smile, then pulled out a soul stone representing life from the bag.

It has been said that blasphemy and purification are in fact the same thing, and that the blasphemous stone will desecrate all living creatures within its halo radius, inducing them to transform into undead, and anyone who cannot pass the will will will be forcibly transformed.

It's a troublesome opponent, but Marceau knows a way to solve this problem.

That is purification, to fight this desecration with a sacred abode, and then to hand it over to the air forces to solve.

The question now is who will be able to create a sacred abode that covers the entire legion.

And the answer is simpler.

It was Marceau, who was smearing his own blood on the soul stone.

There is no better place to be a sacrifice than a Son.

"Mr. Marceau, what are you doing?!" Gaga reached out to grab Marceau and stop what he was doing, but the little girl also knew that if Marceau was stopped, the whole battlefield would be in despair.

Marceau wiped the blood, and his book of words automatically floated in front of him, and Marceau chose to smile at Gaga before starting the ritual.

"Don't forget that poem. Marceau said.

"The knight will return to the world. Gaga cried with a pout.

Yes, the knight will return to the world.