Boundary Mountain Fortress, North City Wall.

"Your Highness Conrad, have you really made up your mind?!"

The deputy commander of the fortress, the middle-aged knight Ernst, who had just received the order, hurried over, stood behind the Prince of Sackland and shouted in a panic:

"As the deputy commander of the fortress, I ask you to withdraw your order and reconsider!"

With a grim expression, Conrad de Salion looked at the horizon of the Ice and Snow Wasteland, the endless ice hell ruled by the blizzard, and once gave birth to a powerful kingdom that dominated the universe.

"That's what I thought about it again, otherwise I wouldn't have dragged on until now. Conod's hands clenched into fists slightly, and his expression was solemn:

"I will personally lead the army and go north to the Valley of Bloodbones——!"

"Your Highness Conrad, I will definitely not ...... this order"

"Why did Brandon I the Sage abandon the defensive advantage of the Broken Mountain Fortress and fight to the death against the invading army of monsters in the Valley of Bloodbones?"

Conod, who suddenly asked a question, interrupted the middle-aged knight's words, his eyes fixed on his face;

Ernst frowned slightly, and said very hesitantly:

"Because compared to the combat power and number of the monster army, the defense line of the Broken Mountain Fortress is too narrow and does not have enough depth, once it falls somewhere, it will ......"

"No! Ernst, no... This is what is written in the history books of the empire, and it is the afterword of a group of historians who have no understanding of strategy and tactics! Tell me with your own experience and wisdom why!"

Grimnst, with a solemn face, was choked by the words of the Prince of Sackland, and was speechless.

Sighing softly, the middle-aged knight raised his head and looked at him with difficulty:

"I don't know. ”

Conod bowed slightly, and the solemnity in his eyes eased slightly,

"Me too, I used to be completely unable to comprehend this almost gambler-like move—the so-called depth of weakness, the presence of four apostles at the same time, the ...... of faith Nothing more than flattery to touted words, they simply did not know the real reason for Brandon I. ”

Trying to restrain his tone, Conod calmly replied, "The real answer may be really simple, Brandon made a wrong judgment. ”

"Wrong... Judgment?"

"Yes, and not so long ago I made a similar mistake by believing that the illegitimate son of the Wirtz family, Lusen, and his men were deserters, and now there is more and more evidence that I may have been wrong!"

"No matter which Evil God Apostle is, if it really finds the lost Dragon King City, the result will definitely be disastrous!"

Turning around suddenly, Conod's expression was as fierce as an angry dragon: "Just four evil god apostles make the empire have to go all out to avoid destruction;

"That's the sworn enemy of the Holy Cross, the devil who made the dragons break their wings and turn the dragon kingdom into ashes......"

"But if it's my own mistake, then I'm going to make up for it myself——!"

Clenching the hilt of his sword slightly, Prince Sackland glanced at his lieutenant commander, "What else do you want to tell me?"

"There is only one. Ernst sighed, "Ain Rand, the alchemist who came with His Highness Brandon, professed to want to go with you to the Valley of Blood. ”

"Tell Lord Ain Rand that I won't agree—I promised Brandon that I'd protect his friends, and I can't do that in the North. Conod said lightly: "Let the rangers and legions get ready, and the blizzard will officially set off as soon as the blizzard stops." ”

Ernst, with a solemn look, bowed respectfully:

"Obey ——!"

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The roar of cracking ice, the howl of a blizzard, the wail of metal clashing, the notes of ice crystal shattering......

On the top of the nameless snow-capped mountain, black-haired wizards and guard knights besieged by hundreds of carrion demons are struggling to support themselves with all their might.

The power of Faoda did surprise the black-haired wizard a little, and he was able to ambush hundreds of rotting corpses around him while he and the Guardian Knight were on guard, but on the other hand, it also showed that the other party was still a madman, just a slightly more "experienced" madman......

If he had released the rotting corpse demon from the beginning, instead of engaging in this kind of "out of the ground" gimmick, he would have died in the cave and had no place to bury!

Tossing and turning until now, he is still deliberately engaging in the trick of "resurrecting the dead", which is completely just a snake to add to it, purely to satisfy the so-called perverted bad taste.

Even with hundreds of carrion demons in the way, Loren was still 90% sure that he would defeat the opponent at one time, and then use the "Turin Fire" to blast it into ashes.

But... There is no point in doing so, even if the "kill" is successful, Faoda will still be resurrected, and the tens of thousands of monsters in the Glacier Wasteland will still hold them back.

What's more, there is also the Phanascist who was cut through his throat and heart, and then pierced his brain with a sharp sword, and came back from the dead......

"Bell ——!"

Just as Loren was thinking about "wandering", the "Bright Star" in the hand of the Guardian Knight blocked the ice crystal spear that pierced from the right side for him, and the cracked ice left a bloody mark on the black-haired wizard's face.

"Is it time to wander?!"

The indifferent Guardian Knight roared in a low voice, wielding the star-filled with gaps like a battle axe, and the roaring rotting corpse demon instantly shattered in front of the blade.

"I'm sorry!" Loren, who slightly curled the corners of his mouth, dodged, and the gray-blue sword light swept past the heads of the three rotting corpses like beams, and a light side turn dodged another ice crystal spear that nearly pierced his chest from behind.

Hundreds of rotting corpse demons continued to fall apart under the cooperation of the two people, screaming and falling one after another.

And Faoda only sneered slightly, and his withered fingers only opened slightly, and raised slightly;

In the blink of an eye, the pale figure, already shattered, stood up again, let out an ice-cracking roar and continued to pounce on them.

"If you have time to apologize, hurry up and think of a way!" "The guard knight who had been staring at Phaoda roared in a deep voice, and the cold blade once again smashed the monster that had just been "resurrected":

"Keep going, it's only a matter of time before you fall!"

The gray-blue sword bolted through the head of the rotting corpse, and then the light deflected, blocking it before the spear stabbed the guard knight.

"Since you've said so, I do have a solution. The black-haired wizard looked solemn: "It may take you a little 'small' sacrifice......"

"Say ——!"

"Your Excellency the Guardian Knight of Lord Farnesis, may I ask ......" A meaningful smile appeared on Loren's lips:

“...... Can I, a hypocrite who does not believe in God, witness the miracle of the Holy Cross with my own eyes?"

The guard knight's expression loosened slightly, and a hint of determination flashed in the corners of his eyes.

"Bell ——!"

There was a heavy crash, and the unpretentious bright star was inserted into the dirt beneath his feet;

The solemn-looking Guardian Knight fell to one knee and held the tail of the Bright Star blade with his arms raised horizontally instead of the hilt, forming the shape of a "Holy Cross" in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Dioda instinctively felt an inexplicable panic, and the dense black lines all over her body seemed to tremble slightly under the familiar sign.

"O my lord, give me a word of proverbs, that I may be cleansed from my sins......

"Arrogant as I am, greedy as I am, jealous as I am, tyrannical as I am;"

"Illuminate the darkness of your heart with the light of the Holy Cross"

"Forgiveness for violence, blessing for humiliation......"

Faoda suddenly seemed to remember something, and the wooden staff in his hand once again gathered a deep black light, aiming at the figure kneeling on one knee.

An ice-cracking roar came from all around, and the rotting corpse demons who had been attacking in an orderly manner suddenly left the black-haired wizard on the side as if they were crazy, and turned to pounce on the motionless figure.

"When the morning sun rises, this world will be like a heavenly ......"

"Thy will walk on the earth as it walketh in heaven......"

"Boom ——!"

The rotting demons who flocked to the Guardian Knights were instantly shattered by the sudden wave of qi, leaving an arc-like shape in the center of the clearing.

High-level spells, Force Impact!

"Those who have sinned so much that they have converted will be redeemed......

"This is ...... Sword of Oath ——!!!!"