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Liberas was still alive, and around him, there were at least a dozen corpses of heavily armored minotaurs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info However, outside the corpses of this circle of minotaurs, there are also the remains of dozens of Wood Elf Special Operations Team members.

Liberas's black hair was scattered, his face was haggard, because of the frequent swing and slashing of the knife, he could feel that the two hands that were holding the knife seemed to have been torn, and the two sharp blades were covered with dripping blood, and the sweat soaked his whole body, so that the light withered leaf camouflage suit became heavier and heavier.

The situation of the Lviv team with his back to Liberas was even worse, his left shoulder was scratched by the blade of the heavy armored minotaur's decapitation axe, showing a human wound oozing from the flesh, blood was gushing from the wound, the left arm hanging down had completely lost the ability to move, and the Wood Elf scimitar in his right hand, which still had the strength to move, had broken and might break immediately in the next slash.

They're still alive, so the Sheffield Wood Elf Task Force still exists.

"Captain. Will this be our last battle? Captain Lviv stared at the heavily armored minotaur that surrounded them.

"Maybe." Liberas forced a faint smile and wiped the sweat from his face.

"There was a hunter who killed too many beasts before he died at the mouth of the beast." Lieutenant Lviv spoke fast, and he knew that there would not be much time left," he said before he died. ”

"It's not funny at all. Want to be the next hunter? Liberas shook his sweaty long black hair, then grabbed the sharp blade in his left hand and inserted it into the scabbard of Lviv's scimitar, "I have to warn you that your scimitar has shattered." ”

"Good hearing, Captain." The heavily armored minotaur surrounding them approached cautiously with a bloodstained decapitator axe, "Thank you for the sharp blade!" ”

"Remember to pay it back afterwards, by the way, do you still have the strength?" Liberas held his breath, his heart had never beaten so violently as it did now.

"It's almost gone." Lviv gasped, "I'll try to give it back to you, though." Ha ha. ”

"That's good, force yourself to overdraw!" Liberas and Lviv then leaned back to each other as they split up on the heavily armored minotaur that was surrounding them, screaming "Kill! Defend your homeland! ”

The clashing of blades and armor was heard in the shouts of slaughter and the rumbling of the collapse of the wooden houses in and around Sheffield's central residential area. The attack of the heavily armored minotaurs intensified, and their hooves tread through the corpses.

After Earl Glenn knocked down four or five heavily armored minotaurs in a row, he was also exhausted, and the battle situation became more and more unfavorable to Sheffield's wood elf defenders over time, and the defense line that was constantly compressed by the heavy armor minotaurs was on the verge of collapse, until the fountain square outside the Sheffield Titan Treehouse became the last place of defense, and the Wood Elf Border Forest Patrol Brigade composed of one or two thousand warriors was now only fifty or sixty wood elf warriors who gathered in Fountain Square to resist the invasion of the minotaur.

"We're defeated!" The Wood Elf warriors cried out in despair in front of the heavily armored minotaur, the once clear water of the fountain pool had long since been stained bright red with blood.

Earl Glenn misses a solo fight with the Minotaur, and the royal scimitar of the Hurter is knocked to the ground by the blade of the giant decapitator.

Suddenly, a large flock of migratory birds flew from the tall trees around them, one by one, standing on the top of the ruins of the wooden house, chirping miserably.

"Birds, birds, fly away from the war-torn land. Avanna, I'm tired. I just want to take a quiet break. "Glenn, who had lost his weapon, had no chance of survival. His footsteps stopped, and he was sleepy and no longer had the fighting spirit, and in the desolation of his eyes, he knelt down in front of the heavy armored minotaur, and instead of looking at the evil heavy armored minotaur's tomahawk, he listened to the mournful birdsong. He knew that when the head-taker fell, the head he was about to fall from his neck and the blood that would soon be spewed would merge with the forest, "Thank you for your deathbed send-off, it couldn't be better." ”

"Moo!" A vicious gaze flickered in the eyes of the heavily armored minotaur, and a chilling light shot from the alofted decapitator.

He waited quietly for the fate of being executed by the heavily armored minotaurs, and then raised his head in disbelief, laughing at the Trian he despised more and more, "Death cannot destroy my soul, unlike you who have fallen into the slave of the Demon Lord." I pity you even more than I am! Tork Hovent, come on, give it a good time! ”

"Behold, countless birds! Forrester has a final send-off for us! The warriors were crying out in terror, "I don't want to die yet..."

Colorful feathers landed on the top of Earl Glenn's head, and Earl Glenn was filled with the sound of birdsong. Immediately, he felt a force of nature and rushed towards the heavily armored minotaur in front of him, who was about to execute him.

"This is!?" Earl Glenn heard the decapitation axe in the hand of the heavy armored minotaur fall to the ground with a clatter, and then he opened his eyes, quickly grabbed the royal scimitar that fell beside him, and stood up suddenly, in front of his eyes, he saw a large number of birds falling from the sky, like the wrath of nature, and the birds in flight swarmed down to the heavy armored minotaur, they kept poking the face of the heavy armored minotaur with their sharp beaks, and the heavy armored minotaur kept beating their faces in the wail, and the invading heavy armored minotaur fell into chaos.

"Hello! Hahaha! Who said to see you off on your deathbed, poor tree monkeys, you have been blessed by Forrestal! But the abominable monsters are going to say goodbye to the forest! Listen to me, you will be punished for ruining the birds' paradise! Be punished! I, Agul, the king of birds, will not allow it! My dear little bees, all assault! Assault! Dressed and sloppy, he stood at the top of the Titan Treehouse, dancing on the top of the tree, but his face was a bearded and glaring look, "Ah, my birds, dear to their habitat, look what these monsters have become!" Miasma! Ashes everywhere! Ah, I forgot what I said, you may not understand! ”

"It's our Sheffield Druid Elder Agul!" The surviving Wood Elf warriors waved excitedly to the treetops, whistling, "Mad Agul! ”

"It's Agul, the king of birds, not the madman Agul! What a terrible call you big stupid birds. It's time to learn about the forest kingfisher. Agul looked contemptuously at the wood elf warriors beside the fountain, ripped off a branch and threw it at them, but he didn't stand firm on his feet, "Ouch! Oops..."

"Wow-" A dark shadow suddenly fell from the top of the tree, and it wasn't until it caught the falling Druid elder Agul that the warriors under the Titan Tree House saw that it was a giant eagle in a swoop.

The majestic eagle feathers are groomed and shiny, the sharp talons are like shining scimitars, and the most striking is the golden neck ring, and its huge body presents a graceful streamlined shape.

"I can't imagine that I will see you again in such a gesture, Your Majesty B. Lang, King of the Green Mountain Eagles." The Druid Elder Agul kissed the back of the Eagle King's neck.

"Chirp-chirp-" A shrill chirp came from the Eagle King's sharp beak. The Druid Elder Agul immediately grasped the neck ring that indicated its noble status at the signal of the Eagle King.

"Okay! But I have to say, you're late! Agul's gaze suddenly sank through the branched branches, and the rapid fall made him scream, "Whoa!! ”

"Chirp-chirp-chirp-" The language of the raptor is simpler, and the three crunch chirps are a story.

"Storm Cliffs? Helger? Prince Maurice? Oh my gosh, what and what. The world is not at peace, and even my poor little bird is running out of place! It's these nasty guys! I see—no, I've become a firefighting hero for these tree monkeys! Now, it's your Majesty's turn to let these forest-destroying bastards have a blast! Agul's eyebrows raised slightly, and he couldn't help but look behind the Eagle King, behind whom there were more Green Mountain giant eagles swooping down in a wedge-shaped array, these giant eagles were obviously prepared, and each giant eagle carried a huge mountain rock in its talons, "Boom-boom-boom!" Get up close and personal with the rocks – you have to come up with a nice name. ”

"My birds, scatter! His Majesty B. Braun's flying squadron is here! And those stupid 'tree monkeys'! The Druid elder Agur lay on the back of the Eagle King and shouted excitedly, the birds that had dispersed from the faces of the heavily armored minotaurs hovered around the furious heavy armored minotaurs, and the giant eagles that swept over the heads of the heavy armored minotaurs immediately let go of the huge mountain rock carried by the eagle's talons, and the falling rocks in the sky immediately fell like a meteor storm, "Project! Bad apple! Definitely a good name! Bullheads, watch the top of your heads. ”

Ashes fall and there is little hope,

Once a forest, now a battlefield.

The minotaur wields an axe,

The blood of the warriors was spilled, and all thoughts were lost.

Desperate creatures under the Titan Tree,

Tears are reluctant to give up the devastated homeland.

Luck has come on the Titan Tree,

Only the madman druid.

The wrath of ten thousand birds sweeping nature,

Winged eagle meteor rainstorm.

The servants of the Demon Lord have nowhere to hide,

Life returns to the Wood Fountain.

The song of peace resounded forever in the shade,

Playing the piano and singing to express labor pains.

The haze of Erwinia,

Who can understand sad memories?