Behind the Maginot Line, Richard saw a red more bright red than the blood mist piercing the sky, blowing away the blood mist and making the entire battlefield instantly silent.

On the other side of the line, a giant phantom standing tall in the sky stood in place, exuding the familiar majesty of Reverend Richard, and in front of him, a large blood mist continued to condense, and finally turned into a hideous dog's head, the same tall phantom roared.

It's just that two huge phantoms that seem to be confronting each other are constantly dissipating.

Although it was different from the statue standing in the Temple of the God of War, Richard still realized in an instant that the majestic figure was the god of war he usually worshipped, Kampas.

Reverend Richard reverently bowed his head to the giant in the distance, but only for two seconds, although he was the most devout believer in the god of war, but as a war priest, Richard knew that he must not waste this opportunity now.

"In the name of Karpas, the god of war, I ask you to destroy the enemy in front of you, stay with your comrades, and counterattack! Fight to the end! Richard's voice was like a bell throughout the area, and he himself floated into the air with the blessing of magical objects, emitting a golden light for everyone to see.

He was certainly a believer in the god of war, but Reverend Richard understood that he was a human being, the commander-in-chief of the entire war zone, and he had his own responsibilities.

Humanity has finally ushered in its own chance to fight back!

In the past few hours, tens of thousands of soldiers have died in their positions, but the survivors are shrouded in blood mist, and they have no idea of the situation in the outside world, so they can continue to fight.

Very few human armies can continue to fight when the proportion of Internet access is greater than one-third, and Richard Priest has long seen through the level of the main force of his coalition army, and most of the Europa people who have been assembled have no actual combat experience.

If they are given time to understand the situation around them, I am afraid that this army will disperse before the blood mist condenses again.

"Assemble and leave it alone, I ask all officers, regardless of rank, to exercise their responsibilities at once, gather the soldiers around you, and target the Maginot Line!" Richard Priest kept raising the altitude so that he could observe the entire battlefield: "Kampas, the god of war, is watching us!" ”

Pastor Richard glanced at the huge phantom behind him that had begun to dissipate, and added in his heart that this time I am not bragging, his old man is really looking at us this time!

Kelder opened his eyes violently in his trench pit, gasping for air, he subconsciously touched the top of his head, he remembered that the top of his head was hit hard by something, followed by a sharp pain and endless darkness.

He should be dead, right, is he resurrected?

Kelder looked up at the armor plate above his head, and there he saw a narrow 'window' wider than his palm, twenty centimeters long, from which he could see the blue sky directly.

No, I'm not a player anymore, I can't be resurrected, Kelder shuddered and reached out to measure the huge hole that had pierced the armor plate, and then his head, and shuddered.

He heard the shouts of Reverend Richard outside, and out of a soldier's sense of duty, Kelder gave up looking for the mystery of the resurrection that had happened to him, and stumbled out of the hiding hole and climbed out of the trench.

However, to Kelder's horror, it was as if he was the only one alive in the entire area, answering the call, and no second person crawled out of the trench.

"Anyone?" Kelder looked around, but there was no trace of the enemy, and the ubiquitous blood mist dissipated for some reason, which made him feel a little relieved: "I'm Corporal Kelder, is there anyone still alive?" ”

However, the trench was silent and there was no response, and Kelder could see a knight in shining armor galloping towards the Maginot Line a few hundred meters away, and more infantry was marching in formation farther away.

Only in the area where Kelder was, everyone died.

Kelder saw half a bloodletter in a deep pit created by a mine explosion, the lower half of the opponent's body disappeared with the explosion of the mine, a large number of yellow-green internal organs were thrown everywhere, and the upper body of the bloodletten was still slightly twitching, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Kelder.

"What are you looking at?" Kelder pulled the last loaded trench gun from his other leg, walked over to the bloodletter, pressed the muzzle of the gun against the other's head, and repeated again: "What do you see? ”

Before Kelder shot and smashed the bloodletter's head, he was sure that the other party's eyes were puzzled, could this bloodletter be the one he had shot and killed earlier?

Then it's too unlucky, right? Kelder took one last look at the corpse on the ground, reloaded his guns, and stepped on the blood-soaked ground in the direction of the Maginot Line.

The Lion King Leon is now finally sure that the Maginot Line is really dead.

It no longer writhed wildly, no longer grew new activated tentacles, and the activated limbs that had solidified on the line of defense withered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The first guardian to drop his weapon and collapse to the ground was like a signal, and then the already exhausted guards fell to the ground one after another, and some even fell asleep on the spot.

They had long since reached their limit, and they were holding on completely with a survival instinct, and now these people could no longer hold on.

When Knight Lanschel finally led the men to rush to the area where the defenders were, this was the scene.

The soldiers fell to sleep on the ground, leaning against the wall, and some of them began to fall asleep with a few withered tentacles, their swords still stuck in a fighting stance.

The Lion Knights respectfully stepped over the sleeping guardians, who had already fought the animated tentacles on the way here, and they knew how difficult they were, and who had been fighting here for nearly two weeks.

"Does anyone know where Lord Leon is?" Knight Lansel finally saw a warrior who was still conscious, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

The defender stretched out his hand weakly and pointed in a direction, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or dead.

"Quick, take the healing potion, go to the healing technique, I'll go to the adult first." Knight Lansel cautiously stepped past the guards, giving orders.