After seeing the brilliant blood-colored fireworks in the night sky, the city lord of Channing Tatum kept urging the coachman to speed up. www.biquge.info He was now in a race against time, because he knew how serious what would happen after this brilliant blood-colored firework.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Reaching out and lifting the curtain to look out, the city lord of Channing Tatum sat in a spacious carriage specially made for him, urging the coachman to speed up his whip, and at this moment, a dazzling pillar of light lit up the night sky, and in only two breaths, it disappeared.

"Master, is this already the fastest speed, can't be fast! Turn the intersection in front of you and you'll be there!" but the coachman replied with a bitter face.

"Alright, alright!" the city lord of Channing Tatum waved his hand impatiently, he also knew that the coachman was not lying, and the speed of the carriage had reached its limit, but he just couldn't stop the anxiety in his heart.

As if someone had been hit the heart with a hammer, after hearing this sound, the city lord of Channing Tatum suddenly stiffened, raised his head suddenly, and the night sky, which was still bright in his field of vision, suddenly darkened, but immediately returned to its brightness just now.

Seeing this scene, the city lord of Channing Tatum, who looked normal, suddenly turned pale, and his thick arms slammed the carriage hatefully, and the splinters of wood flew like snowflakes, and he cursed word by word.

"This damn bastard!"

"Master, you...?!" the coachman, who also saw that scene, couldn't help but turn his head to look at the former and hesitated.

"Don't stop, keep going!" Taking a deep breath, Lord Channing Tatum sat back in his place, slowly exhaled, and closed his eyes.

His calm expression made people feel as if nothing had happened, but his clenched fists and trembling fat betrayed his true emotions.

At this moment, a faint female voice chanted in his ears, and the sound of Qingyue was as intoxicating as heaven.

Suddenly, hearing this voice, the city lord of Channing Tatum, whose eyes were closed, opened suddenly, as if he had discovered something incredible, and frowned and looked at the night sky in front of him.

As the battle escalated further, barely fending off waves of magical attacks from the Ice Witch, Bron's face was gloomy and dripping water, and he knew that tonight's affairs really couldn't be better.

Not to mention the huge magic attack range of the other party, but their counterattack has already turned this place into ruins, the walls on both sides of the alley have long been turned into rubble in their counterattack, and there are not a few civilians who have been affected, if it weren't for the restraint of both sides and the fact that they did not cross the final bottom line, otherwise those people would have died long ago.

But since the arrival of the black-armored knight, everything has changed, and things have taken an unpredictable direction. First of all, the goblin who hadn't moved for a long time actually took the initiative to stand up, and with a gesture, the black-armored knight himself and the knights he led were trapped in place, and they were not injured, which made the nervous Bronn breathe a sigh of relief.

At first, it was the little mischievous who called the little freckles in her mouth, although she always heard about the latter from the mouth of the former along the way, but Bron also thought that it was just the kind of pet bird that girls would raise, but she didn't expect her pet to be a Hikobarre bird that could be comparable to the high-ranking dragon, which was known as the strategic monster of the Hikobarre Bird, which itself represented a special obscure meaning.

Looking at the Hikobarre Bird that flew back into the night sky, Bron hoped that the former would just leave with the little naughty like this, and as long as she could be safely taken away from here by the Hikobarre Bird, he himself would have a way to leave with the others.

But this is obviously unrealistic, not to mention that the few of them are firmly held back by the Ice Witch's magic and cannot move, just the chanting sound from the back of the Hikobarre Bird is enough to prove that the little naughty has begun to chant magic spells, and the matter has come to this point, and it can no longer be stopped.

Looking up at the faintly visible silver-haired girl, although Bronn knew that with the protection of the Hicobaret bird, the former was almost impossible to be harmed, but the opponent was the Don Quixote family who were famous in the continent after all, so he yelled at the few people around him with the mentality of not being afraid of ten thousand.

"A few of you, cheer me up, don't let them disturb the little naughty, do you hear it!"

"No problem!"

"Don't worry!"

In the dodge, Ruiz and the others replied loudly, how could they still use the former as a reminder that even if he didn't say it, they would do their best to protect Corditinia who was chanting a spell, maybe this was their only chance to turn defeat into victory.

Opposite Bronn and the others, the face of the ice witch with a cold expression appeared solemn for the first time, and she looked up at the Hikobaret bird in the night sky for a long time, and then slowly lowered her head and looked at her younger brother who fled back in embarrassment.

"Bellatem, come over to me!"

"What's the matter, sister, can't you let the family breathe!" Bellatham grumbled with a bitter face, holding on to the already broken wall. "People have just brushed shoulders with death, so can't they care about me? I'm your own brother!"

"Don't talk nonsense, now it's up to you to take over and deal with those guys, they are now trapped by the water elemental, just keep the status quo!" frowning and looking at the bitter-faced Bellatem, the Ice Witch commanded without question, and then spit out a small piece of pink tongue, licked her lips, and stared at the Hikobarre Bird in the night sky with a strange light in her eyes. "I'd like to see if this Shikobare Thunderbird can really compete with the superior dragon as rumored!"

"Don't, don't do that!" Bellatem, who was still quite calm, hurriedly spoke to stop him. "Sister, I just heard that Shikobarrei bird say that it will only protect the safety of that sorceress and nothing else, you must not provoke him!

With that, Bellatham gestured his hand into the distance, motioning for the latter to look there, and just behind Hyley's blood-colored kapok, a wall of steel made of shields and spears appeared, advancing with a determined pace.

"The garrison of Conyounis City has arrived, let's hurry up and escape! If they catch any of them, things will become uncontrollable, so before we are surrounded, let's flee quickly!"

"And didn't you see that pillar of light just now! It must be that guy from Tabla, he took this opportunity to escape, the mission has failed, and there is no need to entangle with these people anymore!"

Looking at the expression on the ice witch's face, as the younger brother of the former, how could Bellatem not know what the former was planning in his heart, what she wanted to do now, it was precisely because he thought of it that he would come forward to stop the former's reckless idea, because no one in their group could persuade the former except him.

But it was clear that Bellatem's words had no effect, and the Ice Witch's eager gaze stayed on the Shikobarre Bird, with no intention of leaving, and not only that, with a move of her empty hand, a pure black, half-human-high wooden staff suddenly appeared in her hand.

With a pure white staff in one hand and a pure black staff in the other, the Ice Witch unexpectedly held the staff in both hands, crossed above her head, her eyes closed, her lips squirmed rapidly, and clear characters spat out of her Sakura's mouth, and she answered with practical actions.

With a hard stomp of his foot in anger, Bellatham was about to say something more, and after the battle with Kreeser, his reckless character became much more cautious. But before he could say anything, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind him, grabbed his arm, and looked back to see that it was Hai Luo and the others who had been resting since just now, and their expressions looked much more ruddy than just now.

Helo, whose face was still a little pale, grabbed the former's arm and said word by word.

"Young master, you must know that the weak have no right to speak! only the strong are qualified to be merciful!"

"Of course I know, but what is the current situation, you tell me, isn't the best option for us now not to retreat!" looked at Helo, whose face was still a little pale, and Bellatem asked loudly with his hands outstretched.

"Of course not!" but Helo shook his head firmly.

"Why?" Bellatem was stunned when he heard this, this answer surprised him.

"You're still too young, if we retreat immediately after that firework goes off, we might be able to escape safely, but now, I'm afraid the garrison has completely taken over the right to guard the city of Conyounis, and the whole city has been put under martial law, and anyone who walks around the streets when the fireworks are lit up will be considered an intruder!"

Seeing Bellatem's dazed expression, Helo shook his head and slowly expressed his thoughts.

"You see the steel wall, too! It means that the garrison has come, or that they have completely surrounded the place, maybe they have been. ”

"No matter how we escape, it's useless, this is their main battlefield, and they have the advantage, so we can only face it and let them know that our Don Quixote family is not easy to mess with, and only by beating them up can we be qualified!"

With that, Helo waved his hand and made a rather strange move, and with his actions, several people behind him suddenly moved quickly to carve a magic array on the ground, not giving Bellatem a chance to speak again.

"What are you doing? Are you going to turn this place into a battlefield? There are so many civilians here! Stop!" Bellatem asked, looking at Helo in disbelief as his eyes widened as he looked at the swift movements.

"I'm sorry, young master, I'll take all the responsibility!"

Glancing at the former with a solemn expression, Helo bowed his head heavily, and spat out a sentence that made the former's heart sink to the bottom with difficulty and coldness.

"War does not require mercy!"

At the same time, a muffled buzzing sounded, and Helo, who heard this voice, suddenly raised his head, and the scene that caught his eyes suddenly made him feel cold, and he suddenly reached out and pushed Bellatem who was blocking him forward, about to block the former behind him.

Caught off guard, Bellatem turned to one side of his unstable body, and he realized that in the bright night sky, there were two clear dark clouds, flying towards them at a very fast speed.

"Arrow strike!"

Before Bellatham could react, Helo's hysterical roar suddenly made his heart clench, as if he was being clenched by an invisible hand, and he couldn't breathe.

Faced with this, Bellatem instinctively clenched his staff with both hands, thrust it hard into the ground, and shouted in the same hysterical voice.

"Frost Giant: Guardian!"

Slowly suspended in the night sky, Charles Mandela, carrying the silver-haired girl Costinia, as he said, did not make the slightest movement, just obeyed the former's orders, and flew smoothly in mid-air, letting things go on.

It's not because of how ruthless his heart is, it's because of his identity, not to mention that as a Warcraft clan, he can't rashly attack the army, just because he belongs to Sophia's mercenary group doesn't allow him to act rashly.

Of course, if he was attacked by the other party first, he could fight back, but no one would be so stupid, knowing his identity, he would provoke him without knowing whether he was alive or dead, so with this thought, his attention was also distracted, and he didn't completely focus on the chaotic wargroup below.

Of course, the most important thing is that from the beginning, he had a feeling as if there was a pair of eyes watching him somewhere, but he couldn't find where this feeling came from, which was also an important factor in his distraction.

So when he found the feathered arrows shot by the archers on the ground, the rain of arrows that were thrown out had already reached the highest point, and even he was shrouded in it, if nothing else, the next rain of arrows would fall on the heads of him and the others below.

And after seeing this scene, Charles Mandela's heart suddenly swelled with irrepressible anger, and the army below dared to fire arrows at him even knowing that he was here, which was simply a naked provocation to him.

Do they really think that with the support of the Opdos Ben Empire behind them, they can do whatever they want? What a joke! In this case, they don't need to restrain anything!

The sharp eagle eyes stared at the arrow rain that was already close in front of him, and the two pairs of wings fanned hard towards the incoming arrow rain, and an indescribable wind gushed out, heading straight for the arrow rain, and under the touch of the two, the dark cloud arrow rain was suddenly blown away by the strong wind, and scattered weakly to the ground.