The members of the Monks came from all walks of life, and it was as if the raging rivers were now gathering in the same pool, which would inevitably cause a violent and turbulent splash, and now, with the mighty black dragon of Nimbastt at hand, it seemed that the skin could also be infected with the scorching breath from the lava, as if a gap had been dug at the edge of this pool, and the ice water and the molten fire would surely have an earth-shattering collision. [Latest chapter reading.]

On the sixth day of the southwind island, the sharpened blade of the sword was finally unsheathed, flashing a sharp cold light, pointing directly at St. Cod's Island.

It was not until this moment that Luo Lan had the most intuitive feeling of the huge power of the Monk Society.

In addition to the outer garrisons, there are more than 500 carefully selected dragon slayers, among which the knights led by Brother Mayvis are the largest, including three high-level destruction knights, more than 60 middle-level knights and more than 100 low-level knights, it is worth mentioning that she also has a team composed of five Annihilation Heavy Knights, they and the horses are covered with airtight, highly defensive against magic Annihilation armor, the plate-like armor extends to the saddle of the mount under her, the hook and lasso are closely connected, and the tall Bennesian horse is almost combined into a whole。

Not to mention that the price of the Annihilation Heavy Cavalry on the continent can easily cost tens of thousands of gold coins, even the Annihilation Knight needs to be cultivated from a child, growing up with the Bennesian horse with the blood of hell, eating and sleeping together, and being familiar with tactics and combat skills. A killing machine without the slightest human emotion.

The Knights League came up with five such knights at once, which is really a big deal.

The cold aura emanating from them made the surrounding people can't help but avoid a *** from afar, which made many knights on the march smile coldly. But it is understandable that these knights are responsible for charging, attacking, and defending. If the Monks' attack is an iron stream, then they are undoubtedly on the cusp of the waves, so this arrogance also has its capital.

Naoraser led fifty mages, and the fluctuations of the various elements jumped wildly in the air, but they did not interfere with each other according to some mysterious trajectory, and a wonderful resonance wafted in the air. This is a rather formidable lineup, judging from the robes and the staff that radiate various colors, at least eighteen are mid-level mages who have already obtained the title of brilliance, and the rest are apprentices of their respective magic academies. Although their faces are slightly young and immature, no one can doubt that their weak bodies contain huge energy.

The handsome and personable chief monk led by Morgowards did not have many followers, only five high-ranking priests and a small number of priests, and his daughter Astya was also in the queue. The only thing that doesn't seem to be to be underestimated is the Paladins squad led by the Chester Templars. However, there were only four of them, all of them with calm expressions and calm steps, and they had remained silent since the beginning of their departure, and they were thrown into the corner in a short time in the rolling iron flow.

The most shabby of all was Dean Lance, the one-eyed monk who had not taken a single soldier with him, and walked yawning for days, as if he had not slept all night, and when someone approached. He scolded unkindly: "Get out, don't disturb my rest." Although the others did not know how he could rest in this situation, it made many of the members of the Friars who came forward to be close to him embarrassed, and had to walk away.

In addition, there are a few mercenaries composed of barbarians and dwarves led by the great noble lords, but they are strong and powerful, and no one really expects them,

On Luo Lan's side, his retinue is the paladin Xijiesi. The Undead Thief Athocemath, Blade, the Undead Warrior Simpuk, the Boxer, and the other six undead staples who are still evolving. Cutter Hand Sticky. The succubus Morgantana and the qi mage Hedamic both wore hooded cloaks that covered their faces. Mixed in the ranks.

Alexander brought with him the ten Guardian Knights he had brought with him from the kingdom of Dentonlun, as well as three Templar swordsman captains who had been temporarily placed under his command. Each of them led twenty subordinates, and they were also in the same queue.

In addition, the Rust priest and his sixteen henchmen and priests also brought their followers, and under Luo Lan's special "care", they were all called out and joined the attack.

Since the undead acolytes were only regarded as ordinary demon-armored swordsmen, while Hedamic and the others were considered ordinary followers, they did not look so conspicuous in such a large flow of people.

As they marched, several of the noble lords who approached them looked contemptuous, and overtook them with their ornate escort cavalry.

Luo Lan smiled faintly, he looked to the left wing, his eyes passed through the heavy human wall, and fell on a beautiful figure, Daphne led her fifty-person priest guard, walking lightly, as if she felt being watched, her jade face fluctuated slightly, turned her head, and the former's gaze touched slightly, and her beautiful eyes suddenly revealed a complicated look.

Luo Lan sighed slightly, since he revealed the identity of the teacher, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Devany has not met him alone in the past few days, which makes him a little lost, but in an instant, the figure of Rommels passed in front of him again, so he reminded himself that now he has stood on this seemingly behemoth peak, one day, he will definitely stand on the peak, trampling everything under his feet, and the people and things entangled in the climbing process are just stepping stones, not worth investing too much emotion.

But is that the real mind? I'm afraid that at this moment, he can't even answer himself, only the true answer is hidden in the soul? It's just that since that day, that wonderful feeling has never befallen him again, is this the capital that he already has to compete with the creatures of the abyss? In the coming battle, he will soon know.

It took only three hourglass hours to step on the weedy-covered crumbling stone path, and the team reached the stone bridge that Morgowatts said in the middle.

Originally, Luo Lan was still worried, if it was just a stone bridge, then with a simple magic, it could be completely destroyed, was this a trap or bait arranged by the black dragon? It was only when he arrived here that he realized that this stone bridge could no longer be called a "stone bridge", and even imagining it with inherent thoughts was already a blasphemy.

Its width is almost comparable to the natural protrusion of the island's long and narrow extension, the horizontal row can accommodate 200 people in parallel, the bottom base of the giant bridge is directly into the sea, the huge rock block patchwork is clearly visible, the drop of nearly 100 meters only makes the soul involuntarily wander for it, the cliffs on both sides form a canyon, the rapid sea water collides endlessly, and the rumbling sound is vibrating.

The bridge deck stretches straight into the void, and at a glance it seems to have no end.

Hidden in the mist, the opposite shore was mysteriously far away, and in the steep mountain wall ahead, five semi-oval gates large enough to accommodate the Titans were carved out of the natural rock cliffs, and ancient and unknown rune carvings surrounded them, and faintly mysterious incantations swirled around them.

For thousands of years, despite the countless wind, frost and rain erosion, the rough stone has been polished to remove the edges and corners, and the texture on it is clearly visible, in the heroic age, it must have had a name, and that glorious time has gone away with the changes of the continent, but it still leaves traces that shocked the world.

With such a large scale of ancient ruins, even if the black dragon himself used dragon magic to do so, he would not be able to do anything about it unless the island was completely destroyed.

Standing in the distance and looking up, everyone's hearts were shocked, and it was purely out of awe of the ancient civilization.

After a long time, with the nod and permission of several monks, several noble lords and their henchmen stepped on this magnificent bridge, but before they had taken a few steps, the crowd burst out with this sentence: "Ha, these people are in a hurry to go over and die." ”

This suddenly made these nobles look back and glare, and their eyes focused on a face that was handsome, but annoying no matter how they looked, and the pointed ears explained the identity of this person.

Flor Sanders didn't seem to care about the reaction of the crowd, and made a surprised look, pointing ahead, and exclaiming, "Look, what is that?"

The crowd looked in the direction of his finger, but there was nothing but the mist of the sea, and they knew at once that they had been tricked by the abominable elf again.

A middle-aged aristocratic knight who had already stepped on the giant bridge snorted heavily, pulled out the long sword in his hand in shame, and said hatefully: "Elf, I ask for your apology!"

"Bang!"

The middle-aged nobleman's head was scattered by a fireball from nowhere, red and white liquid splattered out, clearly visible in the bright skylight, his body shook twice on the saddle, and then fell heavily on the stone path, his armor crashing into a clear sound.

Florsanders sighed regretfully and said, "It seems that there is no need.

The nobles who were also on the stone bridge were stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the scene in front of them, one of them felt that something had fallen on his head, hanging in front of him and obstructing his vision, and subconsciously touched it, in the bright red liquid was a broken eyeball, and there were a few tendon bands stuck behind it, and the feeling in his hand was cold and sticky, and he suddenly let out a hissing sound that tore his throat.

"Enemy Attack ......"