Chapter 72: Advent (Thanks to Xiaoping for the tips from Crow and Void of the Zero Realm!) )
"Roar—"
The ogre king stood up suddenly, and the majestic dim yellow energy exploded in an instant, and the strong impact shook all the human powerhouses away.
The size of the ogre king shrank in an instant after that, turning into a body that was only more than ten meters tall. And after this outbreak, it was obvious to everyone that it was weaker than before.
Obviously, if they were faster, they could have cut off its head, but they had already lost this opportunity. Even though they had taken precautions, they were still bombarded back by the explosion of the Beastmaster's overdrawn life.
The ogre crouched down, grabbed the beast with two huge palms, and put them in his mouth.
"Gollum."
The captured beast was swallowed without much chewing, and blood sprayed out from the Beastmaster's air. After eating these few, the Beastmaster was obviously not satisfied, and continued to grab the demonic beasts, and then ate them.
Seeing this scene, everyone did not have the slightest joy. Because, none of the demonic beasts around the beastmaster fled because of his atrocities, but moved closer and closer. And the beast king is swallowing this, its injuries are also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the originally weak breath is also rising in this swallowing.
Under the heavy protection of the Beasts, there is no way for humans to rush in again, and even if they can get close to the Beastmaster, none of them can threaten the current Beastmaster.
"Damn!"
The Legion Commander looked hatefully at the Ogre King, slamming his fists to the floor. Although they were unwilling, the sacrifices of those brothers were indeed in vain, and they had to retreat.
The retreat was smooth, and there were no monsters to hinder them, but they were not happy at all. As long as the Beastmaster recovers, not many of them will be able to escape!
On the city wall, Olambet's face was a little haggard, but he didn't expect that so many efforts would be in vain in the end. The sergeant who had just taken care of the blade had received news that it had been difficult for Transtris to recover within a few hours.
This is good news, but the Ogre King's recovery speed is too terrifying, I'm afraid it won't take ten minutes for it to recover, and its state will return to its peak. And the blade, even if he can stand up in a few hours, he will only be able to stand up...
What to do...
...
"Lord Blade! You're not fully recovered, you can't..."
"Go away!"
Trantris walked out with his sword in hand, ignoring the resistance of the sergeants and magicians.
"I am needed here! Only I can stop it! ”
"But..."
"No, but!"
Trantris pushed the sergeant who was about to come up and pull him on, and continued to walk out.
"Grandpa!"
Ophelia, who had just gone out, rushed back as soon as she heard the news, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Trantris coughing up a mouthful of blood, and her right hand hanging weakly. Even so, he insisted on going out and stopping the beastmaster.
Without further ado, Ophelia stopped directly in front of Trantris.
"Ophelia, get out of the way!"
"Grandpa, I won't let you!"
"You're fooling around!"
"I'm just messing around! I don't want you dead! ”
Hearing this, a warm current welled up in Transtris's heart. But now no one can stop him, not even his favorite child.
Because, if he doesn't die, they all have to die!
"Good boy, get out of the way, I must go."
"I won't!"
Ophelia opened her arms and stopped in front of Transtris, looking like she wouldn't let you out anyway.
Seeing this, Transtris also got angry, ignored her, and walked straight forward. But with every step he took, Ophelia stopped him.
Just as Transtris was about to exert his strength to knock Ophelia unconscious, he felt his eyes black and fainted when he heard the sound of "bang".
Everyone present was taken aback, and hurried up to help the adult so that he would not fall and aggravate his injuries.
However, Trantris did not fall directly, but was helped by someone. A young man in a dark purple costume stood behind him at some point.
Seeing this man who suddenly appeared, everyone in the audience was shocked and wondered who this person was. But they quickly reacted, and they all took up their weapons, and were about to attack the youth, but they were stopped by a voice.
"Stop! He is not an enemy. ”
Of course, Ophelia was the only one who knew him, and she was the only one who knew him.
Probably...
"Why are you here so late?"
When Lu Kaifeng carried the old man back to the bed, Ophelia asked, her tone full of reproach.
If he was there, Grandpa wouldn't have hurt like this.
Thinking of this, Ophelia's tears couldn't help but roll in her eyes.
"Uh... This, something is delayed outside. Huh? Wait, what's wrong? ”
Lu Kaifeng scratched his head and said. Seeing that Ophelia was about to cry, he immediately panicked.
Well??? (Lu Kaifeng's black question mark face)
In a panic, Lu Kaifeng subconsciously put his hand on Ophelia's head.
Well?!!!
Damn, what am I doing???
No matter what Lu Kaifeng felt in his heart, on the other hand, he felt the warmth from the top of his head, and for some reason, Ophelia's heart gradually calmed down. Wiping away her tears, she asked softly:
"Yes... Please? ”
Well?
Oh!
"Well, leave it to me."
Rubbing Ophelia's supple hair, Lu Kaifeng showed a warm smile (self-thought) and walked out.
...
Roar –
The ogre's menacing roar filled the heavens and the earth, and everyone in the city and below was heartbroken when they heard it.
The Beastmaster has recovered, and they're finished.
The holy day was still maintained, and the golden light shone on the burly body, making it look like the god of war descending from earth!
Roar –
The monsters moved mightily towards Contesino, and they surrounded the Beastmaster in the center, as if embracing their heroes, their emperors!
Orambet looked up, and the tricolor moon was already setting to the west, and the eastern canopy was dyed a little red. He closed his eyes wearily, the night was coming to an end, and they too were coming to an end.
But!
Orambet opened his eyes, stared at the tide of beasts slowly moving towards Conteseno, and drew his saber at his waist.
Even if you die, you have to drag them to be buried with you!
"Next, leave it to me, you can rest."
Just as he was about to give the order, an unfamiliar voice came from beside him, which made him hesitate.
A hand slapped on his shoulder at some point, pressing down the arm that held the blade high.
"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me."
Turning his head, Ollambet saw an unfamiliar face and a confident smile.
The black pupils are deep, but they are shining with dazzling light.
It's like the light of day.