Clement held back the vomiting **, holding on to the head that had been hit by some heavy blow and standing up straight, the surrounding warriors kept stabbing spears from between the gaps in the shields, this clumsy attack usually could not hit a human at all, but it was unexpectedly useful during group fights, she could imagine the fear of the enemy behind the shield - those in the front row shouted in pain and wanted to retreat, but they were pushed by the people behind them little by little to the deadly tip of the gun. Some of the nimble enemies did go around to the flank, but most of them were nailed to the wooden fence by the crossbowmen, and the few who climbed the barricades had to face a large number of warriors waiting for them.

One of the people was knocked down with their shields, and the enemy immediately rushed through the small gap, and it was only after paying the price of several people that Clement re-plugged the gap.

The advantage of pre-preparation was little by little eliminated in the enemy's crowd tactics, and she heard the roars outside her shield, too noisy to hear, but mostly for the sake of the Holy Light or something, and her own position was extremely strict, and everyone did their duty step by step...... They were calm, but they weren't very morale-high.

Clement nodded at Flamon, who slipped out from behind the line with a group of red-eyed fellows, the most elite warriors who would surprise the manic ones...... It's a pity that Loria is no longer there, she can use magic to extinguish the enemy's torches, and completely put the battlefield under the control of the vampires, Clement shook his head to dispel his own thoughts, there is no need at all, Loria's magic can harvest these fanatics in pieces...... She returned to her post as a conductor and loudly relayed every order, who was going to replace the person who had lost her body, where to move the arrows, and which link needed to be strengthened.

What about Alice? Where is her support?

A small clover grew abruptly not far from the city gates, and it was calm and windless, but it kept shaking, and from time to time it would emerge from the earth, revealing the indescribable serpent-like monstrous body at the root.

The crusaders of the monastery had long been accustomed to these things, and their receptivity surprised Alyss, who on several occasions marveled at the warriors in front of Loria—whose aesthetic was simply detached from the low tastes of the human race.

Of course, every time you call humans an inferior race, you will be beaten...... The little pink fur with several lizard powers attached to his body really hurts!

Slightly distracted, Elie Crisp, who was hiding in the distance, withdrew her attention from the details of the ant fight, got up, closed her eyes, and mobilized the ancient power that lurked in the depths of the earth.

At a time when the little slaves on earth have lost their due reverence, it is time for them to relive the horrors of God.

……

The big fox twisted his furry face to the side, glaring at the babbling pink fur and wondering if he should bite her head.

"Even an old man can be lost, what's the difference between you and Shoumei!"

She actually compared herself to Shoumei...... Ahri was sad and a little angry.

"At least Shoumei won't lose hair if you eat less!"

The big fox slanted his pink fur again, and it would obviously lose its fur if it was beautiful, but not as much as it, even the pink fur itself would lose its fur, and some time ago it also saw the succubus secretly lying on the ground to collect those fallen pink hairs.

"What kind of attitude do you have!

The big fox sighed softly, Pink Fur was already incoherent, it stuck out its tongue and shook its head, and found something unusual at the end of the darkness.

"Meow. ”

"I won't be fooled again! your sense of smell is not as good as that of Elysée, and as a monster, how can the gap be so big!"

"Cut...... Meow meow!"

"So you don't just meow!"

Loria screamed angrily, but still looked in the direction that Ahri pointed out, and with better eyes than wild beasts, she saw those humans in the distance on the other side of the darkness, and the so-called blind fox met death and beauty, which is what she said.

Hmph, there were only a dozen people, Loria jumped lightly on Ahri's back, she decided to kill Ethanlion, use his head to crush the fear and order of the Hearthdale, and capture alive Tyran Fordin, the de jure lord of the Hearthdale...... If he is not willing to act as a puppet, force him to sign an agreement to transfer the territory.

"Come on, Great Fox, let them see the power of the Demon Buster, the Grand Magician of Dalaran, the Crimson Queen, and the Ten Outstanding Maidens of Azeroth, Loria!" shouted Miss Loria, who was a self-proclaimed title except for the Grand Mage, and she wanted to take the land and people of Hearthdale into her pockets.

However, Ahri twisted her head to the side, and Loria urged her to stop lying on the ground.

"Tsk! Make a small character at a critical time. "Loria jumped off the back of the big fox, and the people in the distance seemed to break down in negotiations and started a fight, well, a dozen to one...... She's going to be faster, but it's not too far to run.

Just as she was about to leave, Loria was knocked down and hit the ground hard.

"What are you doing! Let go of me, stupid fox!"

Ahri seemed to have regained its wildness, and no matter how much Loria shook it off, it clung to her...... The size of the big fox began to shrink, and its head became rounded, making it look like a giant bobcat...... Nothing has changed except for the ears.

Cat fox?

……

There were too many of them, Tyran tried his best to fight, but the scars on his body were getting more and more, and finally, someone sneaked up from behind him, pierced his leg with a sword, and lost his strength for a while, Tyran fell to his knees, several swords were immediately pointed at his throat and heart, and the long sword in his hand was also opened, and he lost the power to resist, and he was soon tied hand and foot by several people, and someone stepped on the wound on his leg, pulling his hair to make him look up, and he saw that the object of his worship, his teacher, was walking towards him.

"I'm disappointed that you've fallen too. ”

Tyran was noncommittal, he had regained his senses, he knew who had fallen, the wise and gentle teacher of all those years ago had coincided with the dry old man in front of him with deep-set eyes.

"Come back with me and confess your sins in front of everyone, and the Light may forgive you for your sins. ”

"No, Teacher, I won't go back, the Light will not forgive anyone, whether it is you or me, we are all sinners...... Let me go, you're just trying to figure it out guò I control the hearth valley...... I don't have any attachment to power, I just want to get back to my family, and I swear I won't get in your way. ”

"After all these years, you're still so stupid. Ethanlion shook his head contemptuously, "As you wish." ”

The dagger pierced into the heart, and Tyran stared blankly at the skeletal emaciated old man in front of him, he didn't think of anything, only felt the coldness spreading everywhere, and when he fell, he seemed to see a panting girl not far away looking at him.

Is she a caretaker of hell or a messenger of the Light?

The coldest darkness dragged him away from this world of misery, and he suddenly realized that there was no place of bliss, and that he was born in purgatory. (To be continued.) )