"Wings of the Firmament!"

With a sonorous and powerful shout, twenty sword-wielding witchers rushed out of the ranks, holding their swords in front of them, and pounced on the iron wall of the Knights of the Oath on the stairs;

Almost at the same time, the Night's Watch circled from both sides, trying to distract the enemy, and even worse, pounced on the elven girl who was being protected by layers;

The witchers who stood in place knelt down on one knee in unison, revealing a whole row of bright spears behind them, and at the same time did not forget to take out the hand crossbow and alchemy bomb equipped with poison arrows from their hands, and aimed at the back row of the Oath Knight, without looking at it, it was a burst of projectiles;

The team of more than 100 people was divided into four, and completed the change of formation in an instant, maintaining a superb tacit understanding without any communication, and at the same time launched an all-round offensive on the front, flank and rear of the enemy formation, without missing a single omission.

"Boom !!!"

The black shadow-like crossbow bolts bounced off in front of the line, but they also fired the alchemy bomb, and the golden-red flames instantly engulfed all the Oath Knights, and the neat and dense formation was also scattered by the air waves.

Almost at the same time, the first row of charging witchers approached within ten paces, and at the same time used a modest "Force Impact" directly ahead, blocking the waves of air and scattering the enemy, and without hesitation, they rushed straight in.

The gray-blue sword slammed through the head-on knight's greatsword and stabbed straight into the enemy's front door.

"Poof!"

The entire skull burst open with the sword of the Knight of Oath fell to the ground and fell silently.

But the Knights of the Oath in the back row were unaware, stepping forward with the corpse of the robe, continuing to fend off the demon hunters who tried to storm the line.

"The Bright Spear is ready!Three, two, one... Shoot!"

The white light flashed, and the Knights of the Oath in the front row fell in unison, and the charging witchers stepped directly over and collided with the enemies in the back row, leaving the enemies behind them to mend their robes.

"Kill!"

A roar rang out, and twenty witchers attacked without hesitation, smashing into the middle of the Knights of Oath line, which was several times their size.

Between the swings of the sword, the witchers who maintained a loose formation continued to attack alternately, quickly tearing through the defense of the Oath Knight with a speed visible to the naked eye.

As a training for monsters, Wings of the Sky is actually better at fighting alone, and the experience of large-scale team battles is tempered with blood in the confrontation with the warriors of the Four Courts after the invasion of the Azorean elves;

They have been trained by the war dancers of the Ancient Wood Forest, and their fighting methods are inevitably stained with more imprints from the elven warriors, the most obvious is that they are good at outnumbering the enemy, and the tacit cooperation between threes and threes and twos and twos, grasping flaws, and killing with one blow!

One person rushed forward to parry, one person waited for the opportunity to attack and kill in the rear, and after succeeding, he continued to advance, and if he was unsuccessful, he alternated again, sacrificing his life to block the enemy's counterattack and create opportunities for the robe behind him.

This tactic, which originated from the Elven warriors of the Azores, worked surprisingly well in the hands of the witchers, and at the cost of a few corpses, the entire Knights of the Oath was defeated in front of the witchers who were far inferior to them.

On the one hand, it is naturally because the controlled Oath Knights are unable to fully use their former true level, and on the other hand, because the sword in the hands of the witcher is far more violent than the sharp Azorean long knife.

The gray-blue sword didn't rely on sharpness or weight, but exploded... A never-ending blast of explosions to smash open, shred, crush everything that stood in the way of the light.

"Bright spear ready, fire!"

Another flash of white light.

This time, the wary Knights of the Oath parried and blocked, but the flaws were also exposed, and the approaching witcher beheaded him with a sword.

"Everybody's attacking!"

Throwing the Bright Spear to his followers, the expressionless Karl Colin drew his sword and roared:

"Crush them!"

"Wings of the Sky !!!"

An angry roar rang out, and the demon hunter who tore through the array did not delay any longer and began to launch an offensive on all fronts.

The Knights of the Oath who had been struck down before struggled to get up from the ground again with the blessing of the Holy Cross and the elven girl's "puppet show", and before they could actually stand up, they were slain again by the witchers who rushed up later.

Countless swords and blades of silver light flickered on the dark staircase, and the tired and wounded witchers formed an absolute suppressive advantage over the Oath Knights for a while, leaving no possibility for the other side to counterattack.

Both the Witchers and the Night's Watch knew the Knights of the Oath quite well, and the originally powerful resurrection advantage turned into a disadvantage, making the Knights of the Oath formation loose and abnormal, and unable to regroup after being defeated once.

As long as the order of kills is maintained and the time it takes for the Knights of Oath to be resurrected, the Witchers and Night's Watch will always be able to maintain their absolute superiority over the Knights of the Oath, who seem to be impossible to defeat, let alone kill.

Of course, no matter how good the tactics are, they must also have the corresponding combat power, and it is only a matter of time before they are defeated in the face of an enemy who will never fall, but Carl Colin and his people do not need to really defeat the Oath Knights, as long as they defeat the elven girl who controls the knights.

"Bell!"

With the explosion of the sword, Carl expressionlessly swung away the long swords that stabbed at him on both sides, and at the same time slammed it off, smashing the third one.

"Rush! Keep attacking, don't get too entangled!"

While roaring and ordering, Karcolin pulled out the alchemy bomb and threw it into the crowd to swing his sword again, leaving behind the enemy and continuing to attack.

"Poof!"

The moment the blood spurted, the dagger swung out with his backhand stabbed the back of the Oath Knight's neck, and then the Witcher who caught up with him mended his sword and decapitated one of the swords.

Almost at the same time, the silent Karcolin had broken through the scattered front of the Knights of Oath, and while avoiding confrontation with the enemy as much as possible, he made his way to the back row of the enemy.

Outflanked by the Night's Watch are roaming and fighting the enemy, each of the Night's Watch handpicked by Edward to protect Brandon is a hunter skilled in guerrilla warfare.

They may not be good at head-to-head combat, but they have unmatched experience in seeing opportunities and holding off enemies as much as possible, and they have a much more extensive fighting style than the Witchers who were later in the army.

Poison arrows, traps, low-level spells, quick maneuvers... While covering the Witchers attacking head-on, they are always able to interrupt the enemy's deadliest attacks, distract them, and create flaws.

This is also the confidence that Carl Colin dares to charge alone and hand over the flanks to othersCompared to the witcher, the way the night watch fights is what he knows best how to cooperate and use.

Stopping suddenly, Karcolin poured the "Force Impact" into the spine of the silver sword in his right hand, and the transparent "sword qi" cut an arc around it.

Plasma spray!

For a brief moment, a "vacuum" with a radius of five steps appeared around him.

The elven girl who is protected by layers and manipulates the knights of the living dead's oath is already close at hand.

"Poof!"

The dagger pierced the chest of one of the Night's Watchmen, and Sherra's eyes were fixed on the witcher who had broken through the line, her cute expression slightly distorted.

What a nuisance, these damn Imperials......

Why do you like to cause trouble for the lovely Sheila so much, and refuse to die obediently?

Anyway, you're no match for Black Cross, and no one is against Black Cross... In that case, there is no need to resist, isn't it better to obediently accept your fate?

Comes out again and again, causing trouble for Sheila, and always trying to kill the poor innocent Shera......

Dislike!

"Bell!"

In the next second, the gray-blue sword slammed into the short knife, and golden-red sparks bloomed.

Carl Kolin, who originally thought that the enemy would escape, was slightly stunned, but in the next second, he reacted quickly, parrying the short knife while pulling out his long sword in his right hand, and stabbed at the elf girl's face.

"Whew!"

Shira, who reacted instantly, jumped up, and her petite and dexterous figure stepped directly on the blade of Karcolin's right hand, dodging the sword while swinging the short knife at the witcher's neck.

Oops!

Karl, who didn't have time to fight back, decisively threw his sword and rushed in the direction of the short knife;

With the help of the elf girl's body, she lost a moment of fulcrum, and she was able to dodge the decapitation, but it still left a bloody mark on her face.

"Alas...... What a pity!"

A look of loss flashed across the elven girl's face, but the next second, the disappointment turned into cruel bloodlust.

Carl Colin, who didn't dare to slack off, raised his backhand, and the sword danced in turn to parry.

"Bell, bell, bell... Bell !!!"

A series of sparks and firecrackers burst out between the swords and blades.

Facing the elf girl with a petite body and a tricky attack method, Carl Colin, who was suppressed for a while, didn't even have room to fight back, so he couldn't concentrate on it so that he wouldn't be cut and decapitated by the other party's cold knife.

This kind of completely suppressed battle, he experienced once a long time ago... The knife, which was so fast that he couldn't see clearly, made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

In contrast, although the elf girl in front of him attacked frequently, it did not make him overwhelmed, at least he had time to think about other things, and he could calmly judge the enemy's offensive and look for any possible opportunity to counterattack.

While he was being suppressed, the surrounding Night's Watch and Demon Hunters had completed their absolute suppression of the Oath Knights, and the evenly matched battle began to take on a one-sided stance.

The stiff-acting Knights of the Oath, though they have lost their agility and extremely quick reactions, are a great threat in their very existence.

Wings of the Firmament, having paid one-fifth of its casualties, finally completely tore through the layers of enemy defenses, and began to try to surround and flank the Knights of Oath, who had been divided and left alone in the battle, to ensure that the enemy could not regroup.

There were even witchers who were able to spare their hands and cover the battle of Carl Colin from the surrounding area, ensuring that he was not disturbed by the Knights of Oath who had risen back to their feet.

But suppression is not the same as victory, and the battle in front of the steps of the Heavenly Dome Palace continues, and there is no sign of stopping.

..............................

Wiping the sweat from his forehead vigorously, the exhausted Lusen no longer cared if it was sweat or mixed with pus and blood, or some other mess.

Isaac who followed closely behind him also looked out of breath, although he had been lying on the back of the gray-eyed boy for most of the time after setting off, but just running down the stairs to the top had exhausted all his strength.

If it weren't for holding his breath and clutching Lusen's shoulders the whole time, he would have collapsed in the corner of the rubble-strewn ruins, eaten by the rotting corpse demon that came out of nowhere.

The two of them stood in front of the gate of the Heavenly Dome Palace, silent, and stared at the gate in front of them blankly.

"So......" Swallowing his dry throat, Isaac muttered to himself:

"We ......

Finally......

...... That's it. ”

Obviously it was a bunch of nonsense, but Lu Sien nodded in agreement:

"Any plans?"

"Nope. ”

"Have faith?"

"I don't even have a plan, what do you say?"

"I don't know... If it were someone else I would think they must not have confidence, but you're Isaac Grantham, so ......"

"That's right, so I'm confident that I'm Isaac Grantham, a wizard who has never been before or who will ever come after, and I don't need any plan, because I'm the key to it all!"

"As long as I'm here, then there's no need for any plan at all, okay?Black Cross Holy Cross, I'm packing it up for you to show you in minutes, defeating them is not the key, ending all this is the key, if it weren't for this willingness, I wouldn't have given the most important credit to Senior Brother Loren, you know......"

"I knew ......"

"What?"

Suddenly interrupted, Isaac stumbled and almost bit his tongue.

"Nothing?" Lusen shook his head, "I just think you've become humble and know to ask a rhetorical question first." ”

"No, my humble place is the phrase 'there is no one before or no one after'... Obviously, how can there be a wizard who is better than me, the answer is, of course, no, from a thousand years ago to a thousand years later, the only one who can surpass me is myself......!

As always, the two talked back to each other without saying a word.

Lu Sien knew very well how nervous the "megalomaniac" next to him was at this moment, hundreds of people had sacrificed their lives to make him stand here, and maybe even died for him, and what he did would determine whether these hundreds of people could die deservedly.

He was so nervous that he pretended not to be scared at all.

Turning his head, Lusen, who gradually calmed down, looked at Isaac, who was still pretending to be out of breath and covering up his heart beating wildly, his eyes flashed:

"Let's go. ”

"Hmm!"

Nodding his head heavily, Isaac, who took a deep breath, stretched out a hand and pressed it with Lusen on the palace gates on the left and right sides:

"Let's go!"

A minute later, the gray-eyed boy who pushed open the door alone stepped into the Heavenly Dome Palace, followed by Isaac, who kept flicking his wrists, and headed towards the main hall.