"Palkan!hold her!""Get some rope!Tie them up!!Hurry up!!"Ah!!hhh

The Sacrifice Regiment's makeshift field hospital was in chaos, the Sacrifice busily navigating the room, and the wounded scouts seemed to refuse their treatment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The body writhed abnormally, and the strength was so great that the priests had to call in the help of powerful soldiers, and even then some people were knocked down by great force.

The eyes were red and faintly green, and the dark green energy surged from the wounds, preventing the healing of the Holy Light, and the sacrifice could not expelle these evil things with all its power.

"Holy Light Technique No. 2, imprison them!"

Their wounds were torn apart as their bodies twisted, and green pus poured out, and Demitea feared that they had bled to death before they could be healed!

The golden rope of light tied the wounded to the bed, and the priest was finally able to heal them with peace of mind, the wooden bed had already been shaken by their strength and sunk into the earth.

"Great Lord!"

"How's the wounded doing?!" Benny walked straight to the bedside.

"The plague is almost impossible to get rid of, Your Excellency! We have exhausted all means, but they can grow faster than we can!"

"Have the five priests unleash the energy expulsion technique at the same time. Benny put his hands together, and the light gathered.

The priests quickly gathered around the bedside, and the tent was filled with golden light for a moment.

"It's working!" shouted one of the priests with joy.

Benny withdrew his hand and took a closer look at the wounded's wounds, which had begun to heal, proving that the plague and evil energy had been exorcized, but ------

The injured scout's eyes were still red, and he writhed wildly, his mouth snoring and growling from time to time.

"Temporarily seal their spiritual world. The hand pressed to the wounded man's forehead, and after a few moments, the wounded scout finally calmed down.

"Trixis, arrange a flying squadron, send them to Stratholme Illanicus at once!"

"Understood!"

"Other people -------"

"Boom!"

Benny had just straightened up when a loud bang rang out outside the tent, and then the ground shook.

"Enemy attack!!"

"Tikdios, your cowardice is pointless!, my door is unstoppable!" the great axe in his hand split in half a soldier blocking its path, Zakun grinning cruelly, enjoying the thrill of killing after suffocating his aggrieved dodge.

"Get out of my way, bastard!" Zakun stepped over one of the werewolves, and he slammed into the trees beside him, and his vision lit up, an open glade, the camp of the weak.

"I'll split your souls in half!"

The weaklings were running away, and Zakun was a little impatient and threw his giant axe.

The giant axe fell to the ground, and the evil energy swept around like a tide, igniting everything around it, but instead of the imaginary scream, it spat disdainfully.

"You think you'll be able to escape, witness the power of the Legion, fool!"

A puff of green smoke suddenly rose from the ground covered with soft fallen leaves, and the green energy gradually appeared, and then, a dark green pillar rose from the ground, and the soldiers could not dodge, and the sharp stone pillar passed through the body.

"Ah~ another soul dedicated to the Legion!" the soldier's body seemed to shrink rapidly, and after a moment, the flesh was gone, and an almost transparent figure burrowed into the handle of the Zakun Giant Axe, where a lantern hung that seemed to hunt for souls.

"Come on, you bastards, I'm going to kill everyone here!" Zakun laughed madly and pulled out his axe, watching the camp sink into a sea of green fire, the joy in his heart almost irrepressibly welling out.

Like the countless worlds he had once set foot in, these weaklings could only flee with wails under the power of the Burning Legion!

"Huh~" There was a short scream in the air, and Zakun raised the giant axe, and a ball of golden light exploded on the axe's surface.

The mortals in the open ground had vanished, and golden beams of light shot out of the shadowy forest, and the werewolves who had run wildly were knocked down, wailing and lying on the ground and twisted.

"Rubbish!" Zakun was extremely unhappy with the pets of Tikdios, who could only run wild like wild beasts, unable to organize an effective attack, and if he led the demon army of the Burning Legion, he thought that he had now turned the forest into a sea of fire.

"Whew~~~" A high-pitched wolf howl sounded in the forest, and the wild werewolves suddenly climbed up the tree in a few steps, they jumped between the shadows of the trees at a very fast speed, and the golden beams of light shot from the forest fell into the air one by one, stirring up countless fallen leaves.

"Roar!!"

There was a thunderclap roar from the sky, and Zakun stood with his axe in hand, looking up.

A flash of golden flame rapidly amplified, like a swept wave swept through the trees, and the werewolf turned into ashes with the trees before he could even howl, and a large clearing appeared in an instant.

The golden figure fell like a hill, its huge wings slowly retracted, and Issa shook his tail and smoked a werewolf who had slipped through the net without a trace.

"Evil Power Lord?" Sylvanas leaped off the dragon's back, looking at the demon in the distance, more than twice as large as the average demon guard.

"Oh, a dragon, I've tasted that soul, I have to say, it's much tastier than those bugs!" a dragon, Zakun didn't care, even if the dragon was golden. The Legion has destroyed creatures more powerful than them!

"What's going on?" Sylvanas ignored Zakun's wild words, she knew that the demons of the Burning Legion had a habit of talking nonsense, and the more powerful the demons, the more they would not keep their mouths shut during battle.

"Your Excellency, these demons suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the camp without warning, and our dark sentinels, magic guards, and holy light enchantments were all sounded after they attacked. ”

Lenara's teeth creaked, she was the supreme commander after the Great Lord and the others left, those demons actually launched a sudden attack, as a ranger who had become famous during the Troll War, she thought it was her dereliction of duty and shame!

"It's the Dreadlord!" Sylvanas held out his hand, white filaments of light turning into a longbow and holding it in his hand.

"Ah, you're as sharp as ever, Windranger. "Tikdios appeared beside Zakun in a dark mist, and these Dreadlords always seemed to be playing with their teleportation skills.

"Oh, isn't your little lover here? I've come to say goodbye to him!"

"Farewell?" the golden figure descended from the sky, Benny gathered his wings, and his staff thumped on the soft earth. "You're not going anywhere!

A golden light spread across the sky.