"Ahem......... Why ......"

Alcott lay on his back in the ruins, the blood flowing gradually stained the red stone bricks, he could feel his bones almost completely shattered, and the life energy surging in his body wanted to heal the wounds, but the scarlet energy mixed with blood in his body was preventing everything from happening.

"Why...... There will be such monsters! ”

A little blood spread down his cheeks to the corners of his mouth, and he tried the bitter taste, the taste of defeat and grief, the blame for the innocent death of his companions, who should not have fought this group of monsters.

A shadow loomed over his vision, and Alcott's eyes widened with great difficulty, and he shuddered at the scarlet eyes of the massive mountain in front of him.

"Do you feel your spine shaking?"

"Don't be afraid, your bones will pave the way for my glory!"

Sean raised the black axe high, ready to fire, the scarlet brilliance and the sharp blade of the axe condensed and glistened, like a red sun shining down on the ruins, and then he swung the black axe violently.

"Smash the earth and the flesh!"

[Brutal Slamming]!

Rumble!

A loud dull sound resounded through the flesh mill, shaking the battlefield as if the ground was shaking, and in the process of scarlet brilliance, it could be clearly seen that blood, white bones, and flesh were corroded and melted inside, leaving behind a broken corpse.

After taking a few breaths, Sean shook his head, the intention of killing frantically was vented, and a clear look appeared in his scarlet eyes, and then he dragged the black giant axe and walked towards the battlefield where the battle was being fought.

The aftermath of the explosion gradually dissipated, revealing the bloody streets that had been destroyed, the buildings on both sides had long been overturned and bulldozed, and the bloody warriors wielded scarlet double-edged axes and slaughtered the remaining Iron Thorn Heavy Cavalry, completely staining the battlefield red.

It's just that after the death of Alcott, the [Thorn Aura] is no longer there, so that these remaining iron thorn heavy cavalry have no means of survival, and the death of the legion commander also made them completely desperate and collapsed, they chose to abandon their own lives and fight to the death with the monsters in their field of vision.

Angry roars and outbursts of despair played out on this battlefield, severed limbs, mutilated bodies, and shattered armor embedded in the pale flesh and blood of the bloody warriors, who had lost their reason and emotion, and they did not feel pain at all, only the killing sustained them, the slaughter heart was fully opened, and the huge double-edged axe rolled up the bloody storm.

Then, the Noxian soldiers poured out of the alleys of the streets to join the war that was gradually falling into a low ebb, and the accumulated blood gathered into a stream, which flowed down the castle straight to the moat, staining the muddy river red, and also making the young dragon lizard slightly crazy, and the delicious smell of blood.

Sacrifice, after all, not all people have such virtues.

No matter how many ordinary soldiers there are, they can't face the killing of transcendent professionals, and they are professional soldiers who are good at war and slaughter.

Fears spread, cries of pain and cries of loss echoed wildly on the brink of war, and the remaining soldiers of the Jeffrey family knew the ultimate fate of Ranvasur Castle after seeing countless of their comrades lying quietly on the icy ground in this bloody war.

No one is blind, death is playing out in front of them, can they only passively accept it? The rout begins, like a little flame spreading on the battlefield, until it completely forms a prairie fire, and the collapse is unstoppable.

"Hey, big guy!" Poppy gently crossed over to Sain's shoulder and sat down, and the hammer of Oren, which was clenched in his right hand, inadvertently collided with Seon's head, making a loud noise.

Sein turned his head slightly, the scarlet color had not yet faded from his eyes, and he looked extremely hideous and terrifying at the moment, but when he saw that it was a yodeler, he was slightly stunned, and the killing look disappeared from his face.

"Leave it to you, big guy, I'll go to the city wall, Sister Fiona may need my help." Poppy pointed to the end of the war in front of him, a smile on his plush face.

She felt that the battle on the city wall was not over yet, and there should be a lot of merit to be earned, and by the way, she could also help the charismatic sister Fiona.

"Hmm.... No way... I'm going to control the bloody warriors, and the rest of the soldiers need to be in command........" Sein said hoarsely, even now he was a little hesitant to speak, having destroyed too much in the crazy years.

"Okay!"

Poppy looked at the war machines with red bodies, shook her head helplessly, and muttered that she also knew that wartime orders were irresistible, and that it was the unsmiling Noxian hand in charge of this side.

Hopeless, the yodeler jumped off Theon's shoulder, her gray-white ponytail fluttering slightly, and she quickly carried Oron's hammer to the bloody battlefield.

Nothing is over yet, and even if the scales of victory in the war are tilted in favor of Valoran, it is not yet the end of the day.

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

[High-level Spell: Resist the Ring of Fire!] 】

[Ring of Resistance: Summons a Red Flame to forcibly expel enemy targets that are close to you, and causes nearby enemies to suffer a certain amount of fire damage.] 】

Castle watchtower.

The crimson ring of flames burst out from within, scorching the air with raging flames, twisting into bits of crimson.

Fiona's figure leaped out of it, her black and red hair slightly curled, and her light purple cloak raised wisps of dust.

The blue steel saber lightly left clear marks on the blood-red ground, and then she looked up at the old mage in the flames, underestimating the other party's ability, but that was all.

【Forward Fountain】!

As the crimson ring of fire began to dissipate, Fiona took a stride forward, and the silver-white life energy formed inexplicable ripples under her feet.

The ruins of the watchtower.

Looking at the high-ranking swordsman who came again, Duke Gold's gray hair was scattered over his shoulders, a little messy, and his energetic face had a trace of blood, and the blood that leached out stained his face red and folded.

It was the scar inflicted by the high-ranking swordsman, and he would not forget the half-moon that bloomed in that moment pierced the crimson flame shield.

"I am unwilling, why would I destroy all my hopes when the tide rises!

Duke Gold felt the disappearance of Alcott's breath, and his calm eyes showed deep hatred, the chaos of the kingdom, the ambition of rising, all destroyed in this war.

"Valoran, Baron Modrian, if ....... If we had been aware of the potential threat earlier, perhaps nothing would have happened. ”

"Dirty fate!"

Just because of the little guy who didn't care about it before, because of one or two defeats, Valoran Territory has made the desolate Northland face its existence.

He knew that the Jeffrey family would lose everything in this established kingdom chaos, and the proud defenses of Ranvasur Castle and the Iron Thorn Legion had been hit in unimaginable ways in a single day.

"The Jeffrey family will never be destroyed in my hands!"