"We are surrounded! We're surrounded! ”

All around, the helpless wails of Gilneys' soldiers were heard, and blood-toothed werewolves poured in from all directions, occupying every street and corner of the city. They either hold shoddy weapons or no weapons at all, and their bodies are sharp weapons in themselves, with sharp claws, sharp teeth, and strong bodies.

Behind him, Gianna's water elemental used her body to protect Gilneys's soldiers from retreating, but the water flow could not stop it for long, and soon, these bloodthirsty werewolves rushed through the water elemental's body, frantically biting the Gilneth infantry who fell behind. Lying on the stretcher, still with his uninjured left hand, Lord Crowley pulled out the pistol at his waist and fired at the blood-toothed werewolf who was chasing him.

After rushing through an alley, everyone was stunned by the sight before them, the blood-toothed werewolves occupied the large square at the exit of the city, the gates had been sealed, and there, piled with gravel and wood, hundreds of werewolves opened their bloody mouths and howled, as if to mock the Gilneth people for having no way to escape. The soldiers under Crowley held spears and shields in their hands, looking at the dense array of terrifying werewolves, and the defense line in their hearts was crumbling......

However, at this time, from the crowd, a golden light flashed again, and Ares escorted Lord Crowley out of the alley. The heavy sound of horses' hooves and the paladins clad in golden light became the only saviors on the field. The crowd gave way to Ares.

The horse panted and charged with all his might. Under the holy light, one man and one rider rushed towards the wolves in front of him......

"In the name of the Light!"

Ares roared loudly, and the Ember Bringer slashed down with all his might, and the first werewolf in front of him was instantly cut in half by the sharp greatsword! Flesh and entrails flowed out of the separated body. The armored war horse charged at full speed, knocking down four or five werewolves, and then could no longer rush, being hooked by the throat and biting the hips by the crazy blood-toothed werewolf, and being pushed to the ground alive, bloodthirsty slaughter.

And Ares jumped off the horse with the stirrup the moment the horse fell to the ground.

The Ember Bringer made a stunning arc in the air, and the werewolves around it ignited a strange green flame, which was the fire of the fallen soul, and Ares knew that the sword had not yet been purified, so it continued to restrain the power of the Holy Light in its heart. More often than not, he looks more like a warrior than a paladin......

The werewolves pounced one after another, and the Ash Messenger fought tirelessly, first cutting off the arm of a werewolf with a sword, and then quickly pulling back, piercing the jaw of another werewolf, and again, piercing the abdomen of the werewolf who pounced on him from behind.

"What are you looking at? Rush out and keep up with Ares! ”

Urla, the lieutenant of Crowley, shouted, and everyone rushed out with a roar.

I don't know when, the slogan for Gilneth became for Ares...... But it didn't matter, now, everyone had only one belief, to escape, and Ares had undoubtedly become a banner for this army. The young paladin fought bloodily in exchange for Gilneth army to escape again and again.

The soldiers shared their hatred with their commander, and finally slew the werewolves entrenched at the gates. However, more blood-fanged werewolves pursued them from the streets on both sides of the canal. It was as if they had been contaminated with some kind of evil curse, and the smell of blood would not make them retreat, only make them kill more wildly.

"Gianna!"

In desperation, Ares turned his head and shouted.

In the next second, I saw Gianna concentrate on casting spells, gathering all her strength, reciting a powerful arcane spell, her eyes flashing with blue light, and a bright blue-green ball of energy gathered in her hand.

"Get out of the way!"

Ares roared loudly, and several Gilneth soldiers jumped away from the city gates. The next moment, Arcane Impact smashed into the gates at breakneck speed. The energy exploded, a huge bombardment sounded, accompanied by dust, debris splashed, and the gravel and wood that were originally piled up at the exit of the city gate suddenly collapsed and turned into a pile of waste and wood chips......

"Get out, quick!"

Ares shouted again. He took over the Gilneth flag from the flag bearer and commanded everyone to withdraw from the city. It wasn't until Lord Crowley was carried out on a stretcher that Ares withdrew from the cursed city of the Mist with the bulk of his army.

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"Great Lord, I'll take you back to Twilight Harbor, where the best doctors and ointments are available."

On the bumpy road, Ares was covered in blood and said resolutely.

"No, don't go there, the doctor there can't save me, take me there...... Tallendor ......"

Crolley said, his breath getting weaker and weaker, obviously, the wound was bleeding too much, his body was very weak, and almost his entire shoulder was bloody and blurred.

"Tarendor?"

Ares asked in surprise. The word obviously didn't look like the name of Gilneys, but a bit like the place of the elves, so did Crolley want to send him outside of Gilnes for treatment? Ares looked at Lord Crowley in confusion.

"Yes, Tarentor...... Once you get there, you understand. ”

Crowley replied with difficulty.

"Do you have a map?"

Ares asked. Gilneth may not be big, but it is not easy to find a specific place. The key point is that Crolley's injury can't afford to wait.

"No, only Ulla and I know that place. You go along this path, and when you reach the silent swamp you don't go back the way you to, through the swamp trail, over the swamp, you will reach the Black Forest, and when you get there, Ulla will tell you how to go, and it will probably take two days, and I don't know if I will make it to that point......"

Crolley said, his eyes becoming more and more misty, Ares knew that he was making a final battle against the dark curse, the werewolf blood had penetrated his blood, and in a short time, maybe two or three days, maybe a few hours, Crowley would slowly become a werewolf, and at that time, all his consciousness and memories as a human would disappear, and the beast and the wild would take over his body, his soul. Therefore, Crolley had to say it in advance, he was afraid that soon, he would never be able to speak again.

"Swamp trail?"

But Ares still has many questions that he does not understand.

"Yes, the swamp is not roadless, and Ullah will tell you the way. Ares, promise me to take all the wounded soldiers there, that is their only hope. And my only hope. ”

A few stiff words came out between Crorey's teeth, and then, his eyes slowly closed, and his body became cold, even a little blue.

"Ulla! Ulla! ”

Ares shouted. The person in front of him can't die, he is the only link between Gilneth and the outside world, as soon as Lord Crowley dies, Jean's old stubbornness is estimated to be closed again, in that case, Gilneth has only one way to die.