There was a rain of meteorites and fire in the sky, and from time to time there was a rockfall magma on the ground, and the eighteen hellfires were like fish in water in this environment, and people were killed every moment, and then burned to ashes by the demon fire, turned into green light, and were taken back into the hands of the Dreadlord by the hand of the Demon King.

These two rounds of magical attacks were indiscriminate, and the attacks of Hellfire were even more indiscriminate, and Bethris's army suffered more casualties than Silver Dawn, but it didn't care, those humans, elves, dwarves, and undead were just food, sacrifices, and cannon fodder in its eyes, which were meant to be consumed.

The eighteen black vortices in the sky did not dissipate, and Bethires actually wanted to summon another round of the Hellfire Legion, releasing two large spells that consumed most of the energy he had condensed, but as long as people kept dying, on this small island transformed into an altar by it, it could get a steady stream of evil energy replenishment.

The battle cry of the charge came from the bottom of the hill, and dozens of warriors had already gathered around Tairosus, and he knew that if the Dreadlord summoned another round of meteorite rain, the knights would be defeated today, and breaking through the defense line formed by the demon guards in front of him and directly cutting off the head of that demon was the only hope of victory.

The Divine Storm began to roll around him again, and the demon soldiers instinctively feared this dazzling divine energy, and the one-eyed paladin led the team like a sharp knife into the enemy formation, and the demon guards armed with giant blades scattered one after another.

The improvised group of Terosus had easily penetrated the narrow mountain road, and in the blink of an eye, Bethris's tall and hideous body was already in front of his sword.

Wrong! Tairossos was alarmed in his heart, it was too easy, even if the most elite warriors who could follow him to the bottom of the mountain could not break through the battle formation of the demon guards so easily, but now could he retreat?

He can only move forward!

The True Silver Sword stabbed deep into Bethris's chest, and the false consternation on the Dreadlord's face turned into a wicked grin, and it tightened its arms sharply, clasping Tyrosos' shoulders.

Tairosos felt as if his body was pressed by a mountain, and he couldn't move at all, when the guards behind him rushed forward, and the demon's body was instantly pierced by four or five swords.

With a "bang", the demon's body suddenly exploded into a cloud of red mist, and several people felt that the sword in their hands was light, and a strange smell spread.

Tairosos immediately held his breath and drew his sword and flew back, but the few people around him reacted a little slowly, and they all inhaled some red mist, and they were immediately frozen like wooden stakes, unable to move.

Terosos flickered in the red mist, and when he looked intently, he saw a large, dark red bat covered in holes struggling and rolling on the ground, and what they stabbed was turned out to be only a bat clone of the Dreadlord.

"Die!" Betheryth's roar rang out overhead, and its true body had somehow flown into the air.

The big bat on the ground quickly swelled into a ball of flesh, and exploded with a "flutter", and the black juice splattered all around, and several immobile warriors were all splashed all over, and they were corroded into pools of blood in the blink of an eye.

The other soldiers who rushed forward also had several hits, and those who were splashed on the vital parts were directly finished, and the more fortunate ones had to cut off the flesh and limbs stained with venom, and they screamed for a while.

The worst part was not this, the scattered demon guards regrouped, and they were immediately surrounded by enemies.

The battle on the mountain seems to be in a desperate situation, but the battle below the mountain has regained its advantage, the demon's spells have limited duration, and the rain of fire, earthquakes, and magma have gradually subsided.

The paladins and clerics reinvigorated their morale, the Silver Dawn bands coalesced, and Unas and Erigor unleashed their holy light to heal the wounded soldiers.

Three of the eighteen Hellfires have gone, one of which has been shattered by Purhart, and the other two have been driven back to their hometown by several Battle Priests.

The nemesis of this summoned creature is the expulsion spell, although the success rate of the expulsion technique is inversely proportional to the strength of the demon, the more powerful the demon, the more difficult it is to be expelled, but it is very effective against the demon of hellfire that has great power and no brains, and several elite priests have made contributions in one fell swoop.

If the battle continued like this, victory would still belong to the Silver Dawn, but the eighteen black vortices in the air still did not disappear, but began to expand, and Betheryth's huge body also climbed to a height that arrows could not reach.

If it were to unleash the Hellfire Legion again, the consequences would be unimaginable, and everyone with eyes knew this fact, at this moment, almost at the same time, three golden figures flew from different directions on the battlefield like rockets towards the demons in the air.

A pair of huge golden wings of light sprouted from the backs of all three of them, which looked like three angels descending from afar, but Unas knew that they were not angels, but the paladin's high-level skill, "Wings of Vengeance" (the paladin gains a pair of wings of light, allowing the paladin to fly and increase your attack and healing effects across the board).

It seems that the paladins who mastered this high-level spell in Silver Dawn are these three people, Unas recognized Tairossos and Pulhat, and the other seems to be the one who took the siege shield and flew into the sky and collided with hellfire, and the soldiers said that it was a young man named Colfax.

The three's flying attack was not unpleasant, but Bethires had been prepared, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of it, and the attacks of Pullhart and Colfax were deflected, and a sword of Tyrosus only scratched the left flank of the Dreadlord.

The three of them turned and attacked, Bethires had teleported into the distance, and with a roar, three gargoyles popped up beside it, and a curved blade the width of the door appeared in its claws.

It was also harassed very much, and if it couldn't release spells, it could only retreat in the end, and it had to deal with these annoying flies first.

The gargoyle pounced on the three of them, Bethires followed, and the three paladins hurriedly stopped and turned to attack, the demon had been on the run since the beginning of the war, and suddenly became so brave that there must be a deception.

Sure enough, the gargoyle that rushed up didn't make any attack and exploded directly, and all three of them were prepared to hold up the shield of holy light, still scrambled by the flying stones.

Bethires didn't intend to rush at all, the giant blade in its hand was just a front, and it summoned another round of gargoyles.

It's like an air-to-air missile, the three of them are not as fast as gargoyles, it's hard to dodge completely, Colfax can't support it at first, he has been injured before, and now his injuries are getting worse, the light wings behind him have become blurry and dim, his body is swaying in the air, and he doesn't have much energy to maintain this spell anymore.

But he had no intention of descending back to the ground, and instead rushed towards the demon with all his strength.

"You want to fall to your death for nothing?" Tyrosus grabbed him and commanded, "The battlefield below also needs you!" ”

Colfax broke free of the Cyclops' pull, drew his spare weapons, and threw them at the three gargoyles that pounced, one of which he shot and two of which Pulhart intercepted.

"Damn!" Colfax had no choice but to reluctantly descend back to the ground.

In fact, dealing with this gargoyle is very simple, and Tairossos and Pulhart quickly figured out the details of them, as long as they blow them up with a ranged spell such as "Judgment" before getting close, this kind of self-detonating gargoyles are not as thick as their normal species, but will explode at the touch of it.

But the more serious problem is that soon Pulhart will not be able to maintain the wings behind him, he is a tank-type character, and he prefers to the frontal battlefield in close combat rather than the parade in the sky.

"You go down too!" Tyrosus noticed the embarrassment of his subordinates and immediately gave the order.

Poorhart wasn't as rebellious as Colfax, he adjusted the angle of his wings and swooped down at full speed for an inferno on the ground, wanting to give the demon a taste of being smashed.

Now that only Tairosus is left in the sky to fight alone, Bethrys is not in a hurry to defeat him, it has always implemented a policy of escape, and will never confront Tairossos, because it feels invincible, and only waits for Tairosus' stamina to run out and fall to the ground.

Tairosos was so anxious that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long, could it be that this expedition ended in failure? Or do you want to use that forbidden technique?

"Looks like someone here needs help~" An ethereal, echoed female voice suddenly appeared in Tairossos's ear, interrupting his thoughts.

Tairosos quietly observed the sky around him, but found nothing.

"You should know my name, Your Excellency Baron Maxwell Terossos," the voice sounded again, "I am Sylvanas Windranger, and I can help you. ”