Regardless of discipline and difficulty of control, Arbero has the strongest flying legion among the six nations of the Western Continent.

Phoenix, fairy dragon, praying mantis, griffon.

The four top creatures belong to the Flying Corps.

It was difficult to coordinate between the many lords, but when the Phoenix Monarch came, this scattered style became unified.

The Elven King Irutan, who accompanied the Phoenix Sovereign, was in a good mood, and he had not struck with such a huge summoning army for an unknown amount of time.

One Phoenix Monarch, ten Phoenix Lords, plus dozens of Phoenix Lords, Yinying, Elite.

Counting the Phoenix Legion alone, this is the strongest flying legion.

There is also the support of the Griffin Regiment nearby, and the fire coverage of the Fairy Dragon Regiment's ranged magic.

There are flashes of light everywhere in the battlefield.

Elven archers' excellent long-range striking abilities, undaunted phantom golden legions, and the illusions that the lantern gods continue to unleash are even beginning to switch to some of the more powerful creatures.

The roaring two-headed dragon spewed flames covering an area tens of meters long, constantly ramming into the battlefield.

The Medusa Legion continued to snipe the strong men of the Shanon Legion, and even the angels had to avoid the range of Medusa's gaze.

But the real turning point on the battlefield came from a powerful flying legion high in the sky.

When Irutan's own commander of the Phoenix Legion roared by, he could even see Pope Ryan's dead face.

If the three kingdoms had been encircled more than twenty minutes ago, Pope Ryan would still be able to fight to the death, which would have made people fearful, but the reinforcements from the elemental world had broken this balance.

Ryo led the Royal Mage Legion and this new batch of reinforcements even to Madicos.

It is difficult for Shannon's legions to know that they are reinforced from the Elemental Realm, but this does not include Aureliusio, who has the strongest group of assassins in the Western Continent, the Rogues.

When it comes to war information, Aurelius is the fastest at learning about it.

The name of Aureliusio's war is nothing but profit-driven.

When Shannon's attacking legion was destroyed, the powerful minions returned to the elemental realm, and the royal mage legion led by Ryo returned to Casa, Madikos still had a strong capital to fight for his own interests.

"I didn't expect you to have today."

Mystrio flew in mid-air, watching the battle scene in full swing below, the balance of victory and defeat tilting too quickly.

Shanon has the most powerful ground legions, pikes, crusades, and knights, but this trend of three kingdoms is difficult to adapt.

If Rion had opted for a desperate assault and forwent most of the slower legions instead of counter-attacking, the situation might have been a little better.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

That will make them jealous after all.

But he couldn't see that possibility.

Ryan's bloody swap of play is not a problem in normal times, as long as time passes, the casualties caused are too great, maybe he will have to retreat, and Madikos will also run away, leaving Arbero as a backrest who can't run, but there are too many places to break the balance today.

"There was a great famine in the north, and Bollinger began to let the redundant barbarians go south to plunder, and today this battle is happening again, no matter how crazy the belief in theocracy, people will also fear war, especially a lost war."

"When the clouds are cast over you, and you step down from the high altar of the victors, no one will believe in you again."

"Ryan, I want to see if your Bright Sect will be able to supreme in the Theocracy of Shanon in a few years."

He looked with interest at a mosquito-infested corpse not far away.

"What do you think, Von Takin?"

I saw the corpse staggering to its feet, and the layers of rotten flesh on its body fell, burrowing out a skeleton.

The red soul fire in the skeleton's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Mystrio for a few seconds before opening his big mouth and saying, "Hahaha, I'm already dead, and I can't say anything." ”

"Compared to us, Shanon is the most fierce bully, you don't fight these people," Mistrio said with interest.

"Hahaha, you guys didn't bully me less" Baron Fontaquin laughed out loud, but said very sullenly: "I'll just come and see how you die, the more people die, the happier I am." ”

"How can I bully you, you slaughtered more than 30,000 people on our border a few years ago, and my liver hurts when I am angry."

"That's none of my business, no one can control Gorrik's madness, I've always been a good law-abiding undead."

"You're law-abiding?"

The other party is just maintaining a trace of soul fire nearby, and it is certain to see the excitement, but if he really dies some powerful character, and leaves a corpse, he will sneak in to snatch the corpse at some point.

Ryo looked at Baron Fontaquin with his head tilted and wondered how to drag the old skeleton into the mire of war.

It's impossible for them to suffer losses, and this old skeleton reaps the benefits of the dead.

Ryo looked at the gold people who were constantly falling in the camp in front of him, and there were also royal mages who were seriously injured by arrows, and mages who were not properly protected were shot directly in the head.

No one on the battlefield can ensure that they are unharmed, not even Casa's Royal Mage Regiment, but the current results and battle damage are still within the range of his acceptance.

"Ryan, pick me up three arrows."

As he flew through the camp of Shannon's army again, Irutan held the Elven King's bow and fired three arrows in the direction of Ryan without hesitation.

A wide magical barrier was erected.

The sound of the dense explosion of flaming arrows made Rien grit his teeth extremely much, and Irutan's three arrows finally landed near the Chinese army's camp, and the commander of the archery corps was immediately killed by his three arrows.

When the Monks, the Archer Battalion, and the final Angels of the Strongmen were unable to resist Arbero's Flying Legion, Irutan began to focus on them.

Rien looked at the golden phoenix next to Irutan with great fear, and it was this phoenix that directly tore apart the strongest Seraphs in his legion.

The power of the other party exceeded his estimates.

"Let the Angel of Power resurrect the Commander of Ross, with the Iron Cavalry as the front, and the Squire Legion and the Slave Legion will be broken" Rien said with a blue face: "Retreat to Green Willow City and make a decision after rearmament." ”

In just over 20 minutes of fighting, nearly 100,000 people had fallen in this meat grinding field.

It was difficult to retreat at the beginning, but now it is even more difficult to fight, and it is all piled up with human lives.

When a desolate horn sounded, Xu Zhi's heart finally relaxed.

Hiding in the rear and shooting cool, but the enemy army in front was swept away, and seeing the mountains of corpses, Rao was used to seeing dead people and couldn't help but be a little shocked.

There are all kinds of corpses on the battlefield where the melee forces are extremely mottled, and not many people can escape this kind of fighting unharmed.

The creatures of the elemental realm also left behind a large pile of corpses, and from time to time there were immortal rays flying away in the sky, and there were also some special elemental creatures who had died.

No matter how strong or weak, as long as someone is targeted, it is difficult to survive this kind of big war, and the immortals are no exception.

"Xiao Qi, you are the most capable shooter I have ever seen, and you will definitely become a shooter legend in the future."

"It's normal, dog, your archery skills are very violent, such a long distance, shooting two arrows at a time, the power has not been weakened in the slightest."

Entering the battlefield pursuit stage, now there is no need to tense the nerves to defend, and there is no need to consume the fire arrow to strike, the two archers are not in a hurry to shoot from a distance, and they praise each other very well.

"It's just a little grandmaster skill, I'd rather develop into a magic archer like you, oh my God, I really envy you."

"Oh my God, Grandmaster Skill, I envy you so much, do you realize your own enlightenment or do you practice with the help of materials" Xu Zhi asked, asking for some information needed along the way.

"We must use information, our elves' archery skills have been passed down from the elven kings of previous generations, and there is no country more powerful than our Arbero in archery."

"Your Excellency Irutan has information on the Grandmaster's archery?"

"Yes, as long as you make a great achievement, you will have the opportunity to refer to it" The black dog thought for a moment and sighed, "It's a pity that you are not a subject of our Arbero, and you also took the benefit of Lord Edward's ring in advance, which is not qualified to be referenced." ”

Compared with the indescribable complete archery information of the grandmaster, Xu Zhi felt that it was not a loss to take the Eternal Ring.

He was still far from being able to learn the power of the Grandmaster by touching his hands.

There was a pair of arrows that were not matched, and I saw Ji Yi riding a small grass chicken in the sky and quickly falling.

"San Theo asked me to inform you that tonight His Excellency Irutan is likely to pray to the heavens to open the altar of nature and ask you if you are going."

This time came too early than Xu Zhi thought, and he was not mentally prepared yet.

Xu Zhi thought for a while and shook his head and said, "I'll wait until next time to go up to the altar." ”

"There are no special circumstances, the altar will be opened once in three hundred years, you don't wait until you die of old age, we opened it temporarily because the damage in this war was too great."

Ji Yi kindly reminded him, he looked at the jungle goblin in front of him, and felt that the other party's lifespan might not wait for the next time the altar was opened.