"There is no victory without sacrifice, and when necessary, only the overall situation can be taken into account, which is the courage and responsibility of a king, and the kindness of a woman can only bring complete destruction......"

―Arthur Pendragon

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Towers that look like they are about to thrust into the sky, spires that pierce the sky, colorful willow windows, and flying buttresses adorned with intricate sculptures all have a strong religious atmosphere of the Holy Land. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inside the tower, a cluster in the center symbolizes the pillars of the gods of Babel, which directly support this tall and thin Gothic building.

A staircase for only five people winds its way up the tower's walls.

The ribbed vaulted gate at the bottom, which sits like a gateway to heaven.

"Go up to the tower!"

With Gatsby's roar, the Freys on the side all twisted their heads in the direction of the tower.

But the entire battlefield was in chaos, filled with the sound of people and zombies fighting and shouting at each other, and the other recruits were still gritting their teeth and fighting hard.

"Stop fighting! Go up to the tower! ”

"Go up to the tower!"

Frey and Wayne also shouted as they fought.

shouted one by one, which allowed Gatsby's message to reach everyone's ears like a ripple of water.

The people in front were driving at full speed, and the people behind were fighting and retreating, moving all the way to the tower.

The gate, with the pointed vault of the tower, though still large, is much better than the embattled open area, and can even be regarded as a defensible danger.

The sturdy and thick marble floor underground, which was not broken by zombies and skeletons, suddenly emerged from the rear.

But the staircase that winds up the inner wall of the tower is a little overwhelmed at this point, and the narrow staircase, which only allows five people to walk in parallel, huddles the more than 100 survivors who are scrambling to flee up, all forgetting the danger behind them.

"No, if this continues, many people will be attacked from behind!"

"You go up first!" Frey pushed the dog into the crowd, then clenched the light in his hand and squeezed out against the flow of people.

"Frey! Frey! Sister Dog turned around and stretched out a hand to Frey, who was leaving with her back, but the whole person couldn't even touch the ground on her toes, and was directly carried away by the crowded crowd and walked up away from Frey.

Frey, who had squeezed through the crowd, did not encounter the worst situation he had expected, and no one was attacked from behind because they were all in a hurry to escape.

Under the gate of the pointed vault, five people guarded the entrances and exits like five gods.

Olaf, dressed in a crusader uniform, bore the brunt of the blow, the muscles in his arms that had broken his sleeves, and the cyan veins were clearly visible.

Twisting his waist, he swung a half-arc with a two-handed giant axe that was the same height as his body, and slashed into the corpses as smoothly as mowing grass, as if there was no resistance at all, and almost ten zombies in front of him were cut off in an instant.

The beard tied into a braided hair like the Vikings under his chin also shook together.

The commander of the training corps, whose face was full of flesh, was armed with a two-handed greatsword, behind the cover of Olaf, who had made a huge flaw in the attack.

The two brothers opened and closed like a waltz of power in a round dance, and cut down several batches of corpses before they were stuck back to back.

The muscles of the two people back to back collided together, and the crystal sweat that had stayed on the muscle outline before shook off, and the two of them invariably squinted their heads and squinted their eyes behind each other, so a harmonious and imposing perfect curtain call always made Frey feel that there must be some ulterior treachery behind the two of them.

The silver-haired paladin wearing a knight's medal on the side carried it with one hand, his posture was calm, his head was bowed, and he turned his wrist slightly, looking like he was saluting the zombie in front of him.

Just like a magician, with his gorgeous and elegant movements, he turned the zombies in front of him into corpse pieces scattered on the ground.

With another swing of the sword, shaking off the green slurry stuck to the sword, the silver-haired paladin turned his head to Wayne in black armor on the side, "This recruit, please take refuge with everyone, this matter of resisting monsters, with your current strength, is not enough to take responsibility." ”

"Heh" Wayne sneered, his left hand that was not holding the sword was raised, and a golden flame rolled out of his palm, burning all the zombies in front of him to ashes.

"Yo! Boy, that's not bad! , It's much more powerful than the silver-haired honor guard who can only pretend to be forced, are you interested in mixing the crusade with the old man? Seeing the silver-haired paladin swollen in the face being slapped by Wayne, Olaf couldn't help but fall into the ground.

"Shut up! The Rogues of the Crusaders! The silver-haired paladin gritted his teeth, the previous look of being on top was completely gone.

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Fry's gaze did not rest on the men, his eyes fixed on a pair of legs that were constantly moving in the left and right slits of the nun's suit.

The slender white legs stepped on a pair of 20-centimeter black stiletto heels, and the silky black suspenders also clinged to the white and tender long legs.

Spinning, jumping, obviously the high heels are so thin, but under that pair of long legs, they jump up and down lightly, like walking on the ground.

The black front and back hems flutter up and down like two leaves in the wind, revealing black lace leg loops tied to the thighs from time to time.

The two killing weapons in his hand that constantly spread out their tongues of fire made the beauty of this firearm even more vividly displayed.

The blonde nun glanced at Frey with a pair of eyelashes.

The body sank slightly, jumped lightly, and the whole person flew sideways over the top of Frey's head, and among the swirling long golden hair and black skirt, there were also bullets like scattered flowers of the heavenly maiden.

The bullet casings with the temperature fell in front of Frey for only a moment, but the smell of gunsmoke mixed with perfume made Frey's eyes blur.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ……”

A zombie with a head shot through the body kept falling next to Frey, and the blonde nun also landed steadily, her body sinking slightly, and her feet were a little inward stepping on the slender high heels.

"Little brother stay still, my sister will protect you."

The nun turned her head, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, and threw Frey a wink with a blink of her right eye, which made Frey's body slightly tingle.

"What! Who is the little brother! I don't need your protection! Frey only then woke up from the "Illusion of Legs", although his face was red, but he was obviously frowning, which made Frey a little unhappy to be treated as a younger brother.

He clenched the killing light in his hand again, rushed to the priest who was kneeling down in front of the Tongtian Divine Pillar, cut down a few zombies, and then looked back at the blonde nun, and snorted in his mouth.

The child's behavior made the blonde nun with the style of a mature woman smile, just like looking at her younger brother who was angry with her.

And the priest who knelt beside Frey, even though his body was all stained by the green slurry splashed by the zombie that Frey had just killed, still knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, and held the silver cross hanging on his chest in his right hand, and pressed it to his lips, as if kissing the hand of this god.

"O one God, you devout believers, plead with you to save the innocent! O devout believer, I beseech you to send down the Holy Light and destroy the evil monsters! ”

After speaking, he put the silver cross in his hand in front of his mouth, and whispered a scripture that Frey did not understand.

"Run! Was this helpful? Frey was disdainful, even a little angry, at the useless prayer in front of him.

But as soon as Frey's words fell, a huge sound of glass shattering could be heard above the dome of the tower.

The colorful round rose window at the top of the tower was suddenly shattered, and shards of glass fell straight down from the top of the tower.