Chapter 778: The Protagonist Appears (Page 1/1)

The paladins retreated, and they allowed the Seris to swagger past less than five hundred meters from the edge of their camp.

They tried, but after all, even the angels failed to punish the infidels, and it wasn't a shame that they had failed, was it?

Lord Stannis, the backbone of the expeditionary force, is far away in the Old Continent and has lost the suppression of Commander Dale Seaworth, and messages about Lord Stannis are circulating in the Legion.

The legendary paladin, Stannis Baratheon, is being questioned by the Pope over an irreversible mutation in his daughter.

After the fall of the angels, this news once again dealt a heavy blow to the expeditionary force.

Every paladin regarded Stannis as their idol, and every member of the expeditionary force was saved by Stannis when they fought against Chaos.

But the reaction of the priests was much worse, they had respect for Stannis, but they did not worship blindly, they were more thinking, this matter had even spread to the Far South colonies, what kind of dirty deal existed behind this?

This state of not being able to fight and not being able to go, makes the expeditionary force in a state of torment every day.

"Discover the transcendent Song people, five." Ranger Ji Wanbing observed Mu Tiegen and his party from a distance: "The combat effectiveness is very strong, the church has given up its intention to block them and has begun to shrink its defense. ”

"The holy knights are a little empty these days?" The Ranger gloated as he watched the camp, where a paladin in armor was arguing with a priest.

A ranger with the [Eagle Eye] skill has a very long line of sight.

"The corpse of the angel is still hanging outside, who else dares to provoke us except those brainless greenskins?" Li Yanlong's text quickly replied in the battle group channel: "Hurry up and bring our long-awaited reinforcements, if they come a little later, there will be nothing to kill them here." ”

That's right, the number of green skins on the front of the inner city has been cut in half.

Pie's self-destructing kid tactics have made players suffer a bit, but players who have experienced modern warfare have adapted to this tactic much faster than those who have been greenskins.

The level at which they dig bomb pits is faster than the pilots can evolve.

Whenever flying farts appear in the sky, they are greeted by archers' arrows and the more difficult to defend against flaming ravens.

The witch, who had been locked up in the quiet room, sensed that the psionic storm in the outside world had calmed down.

Although Ephilar pessimistically states that this may be the last dawn before the storm, it is still a rare respite for witches.

In the first hour of Artya's exit, she set fire to thirteen poor fart spirits with fire ravens, and they exploded into fireworks in the sky without even a chance to land.

The communication network that the Witches Federation had previously built with psionic energy had been completely destroyed by the psionic tide, and there was not even a trace left.

These witches who followed the retribution warband were orphaned, and there must be something wrong with the top of the Federation, otherwise they wouldn't have turned a blind eye to Ephilal.

"What a delicate weapon, it's the most charismatic weapon I've ever seen." The silver-haired witch sat beside the demon hunter, and the two of them enjoyed a rare quiet morning.

Last night, Greenskin's corpse filled the gap in the gates again, and there would be no more attacks for several hours.

The local Transcendents are taking on the Paladins, and the rest of the city's players are still in dire straits, constantly being attacked by the Fart.

Xu Yichen suddenly found that their persistence had seen the light of day, and the most difficult moment had passed.

Ephilar stretched out his slender index finger and touched the gem on the [War Calamity] sword, and instantly saw the process of [War Calamity] being forged, as well as the results of the last few days.

"A dangerous and deadly weapon, which I have never seen in future footage before." The silver-haired witch is in a very happy mood, an unknown future, and much better news.

After all, in all the clips about the future she had seen before, this world was not good, and this unknown future would not be worse than those known.

"How's the witches doing?" Xu Yichen used a dagger to clean up the debris in the gears of the [War Scourge], and some of the coagulated collagen appeared very strong, but fortunately, the [Pure Fire] could clean up these things.

"We got through, but the tide of psionic energy suddenly receded, just as suddenly as it came, and who knows what will happen tomorrow?" There was a hint of sadness in the silver-haired witch's tone: "Not every witch can have a stable environment like us, and those who lack protection will find it difficult to survive the previous plagiarism." ”

"It's such a big scene here, and sometimes I believe that the [Mechanical Heart] we protect can save the world." Xu Yichen grabbed a fart spirit with an Alpha Fa Seal volley, and then a flame crow quickly pounced on it, blowing the fish that slipped through the net into pieces.

An item that even the gods in the sky stretched out their hands to get a piece of the pie, Xu Yichen said to himself in his heart, things must not go so smoothly.

Aiferal's eyes seemed to be able to see through the heart of the demon hunter, and she held Xu Yichen's hand with her own hand.

Things certainly won't go this way, the Greenskins have arrived, the players have arrived, the Paladins have arrived, and oh, and the Demon Hunter and his new weapons are here.

The stage has been set, how can the real protagonist of this world be absent?

From the Great Port of Anthony, to the Black Forest, to the Storm's End, Chaos is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, constantly chasing demon hunters.

But in Wangxiang City, which is now the most 'hot' city in the Far South, there is no atmosphere of chaos.

It's like Gotham City without the Joker, and the whole stage is dark.

"They're coming, right here, I can feel it." The silver-haired witch clenched the demon hunter's hand, her eyes blazing with thunder flashing in them: "Protect what you have in your hands, I see what it will do in the future." ”

"I will." Xu Yichen shaved the last piece of dirt from the [War Calamity] gear, which was a broken bone the size of a fingernail, which happened to fall into Vitoria's wine glass.

The female warrior suddenly glared angrily: "That was my last glass of ale!" Yesterday there was wine in the jug! Alcohol that only girls drink! ”

"Don't worry, we've got something sweeter than wine to greet." The Demon Hunter moved his wrist and put the scourge back into his sword box on his shoulder, looking up at the sky, where a black cloud was approaching Wangxiang City from a distance.

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