As soon as he stepped out of the cellar, Diego saw Brian Copperbeard striding towards him.

"What's wrong?" Diego asked. Behind him, Mariss quickly transformed into a giant bear, and she was a little unaccustomed to being seen as a girl.

"It's not going well!" Brian said with an ugly face, he didn't notice any difference between this big bear and the previous one, "Although our gate is strong enough, the axle hoops and mortars on both sides are almost unable to support it!" ”

Admittedly, this is an omission. Normally, even battering rams can withstand the impact of these components, but not only do the demons use the means of impact, but the Ereda warlocks are also continuously scorching with evil flames. In temperatures of more than 1,000 degrees, these parts inevitably deformed - although the defensive circle engraved on the door could ensure that the door panel was safe and sound in the heat, the surface of these small components was too small to engrave the large ones.

"Can't you let the mage use a frost spell to forcibly cool down?"

"No, we found out too late, their temperature has risen too high, and if you force it down, it will only make them brittle inside and damage faster!" Brian said with a sad face.

"It doesn't matter, it's going to come in anyway, it's just a little bit ahead of time," Diego told the dwarf, looking at the smashed and shaking gate, "how much longer?" ”

"Probably...... A quarter of an hour? The dwarf said uncertainly. Because the gap between the door and the wall was big enough for the demons to reach into their claws under their watchful eyes—and a few stupid demons did. The dwarves guarding the gates wielded their battle axes, chopping vegetables and harvesting several claws.

"It's still early, so there's no need to rush at all!" Diego said relaxedly. Just then, he saw Harry Burgard and Brian's lieutenant approaching him.

"The count is complete, my lord!" Bogard said succinctly, "The Moon Creek Brigade survived one hundred and forty-one people, of which sixteen were seriously wounded who lost their combat effectiveness, and the dwarves survived a little more, four hundred and fifty-five, and forty-five seriously wounded, fortunately, we have four dwarven priests!" ”

"Wow, this is the first good news I heard today!" Diego couldn't help but grin, "We still have more than half a legion!" ”

"At least kill a few more demons!" Brian also smiled and said that the casualty situation was better than he expected, although not much better, but at least it made him look less sad at last.

At this moment, a fierce burst of gunfire came from the rooftop.

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll go up and see what's going on!" Diego frowned and whispered.

"You stay here!" He pointed to the bear, who wanted to go up with him, and the latter let out a whimper, crouched on the ground reluctantly, and watched him leave with a grudge.

The big cat Guan Haifa patted the big bear on the back with his paws, and he understood the latter's mood at the moment.

……

The vaulted roof of this dwarven bunker was not large, and at the outer edge was a solid stone wall, behind which half a company of rifle shooters were standing and firing continuously, and few demons could break through their defenses.

The stone on the outer walls of the masonry bunker is polished so smooth that even sharp blades can't fit into the gaps in the stones, making climbing the bunker from the outside a luxury, and the defenders only have to deal with the flying demons that fall from the sky.

Behind the shooter were more than thirty dwarven warriors - this was already the limit of the number of people that could fit on this roof. From time to time, fish that break through the rifle line of defense fall from the sky, and this is when it is their turn to play a role.

When Diego came up, a doomsday guard more than three meters tall was beating the dwarves backwards, wielding an abyssal decapitation sword burning with green evil flames, and almost every time he slashed, a dwarven warrior with a shield in the way was smashed and rolled away. If it weren't for the large enough number of dwarves, this Doomsday Guard might have already started to kill everywhere!

Obviously, this fish slipped through the net and was too big, and the dwarves were a little uneven!

Generally speaking, the Doom Guardian is very powerful, but it is not beyond the scope of people's understanding, three, at most five dwarven warriors can get him, but the Doom Guard in front of him is far more than two or three times more powerful than his kind, he is stronger, and he absorbs more evil energy in his body, which makes him almost immune to magic, and he can destroy an entire army by brute force alone - maybe it won't be long before he can transform into a powerful Doom Lord.

Even among the Burning Legion, there aren't too many demons of this power, at least at the level of the Demon Overseer. From this point, it can be seen that the demons can't wait to take this bunker completely, and even demons of this rank have been sent.

However, despite his strength, the Doomsday Guard still did not escape the chaotic nature of the demons, and he patronized the excitement of ping pong with the dwarves, completely forgetting that he should have destroyed the anti-aircraft fire of the rifle shooters first, and then more flying demons landed.

As soon as Diego poked his head out of the staircase, he saw a flaming decapitating sword slicing towards him. He scowled his neck and watched as the great sword whizzed past his head, shaving the sturdy iron handrail and stubble, and the green flames burning on the sword scorched many hairs on the top of his head, emitting a pungent scorching stench.

No sooner had the sword slid than Diego jumped out of the staircase. Before he could land, Death Gaze had already recharged the Light—and as the battle progressed, Diego became more and more proficient at mastering the power of the Light.

With the sound of a gunshot, the gunfire burst out, and the holy light burst into flames, and the bullet full of the power of the holy light flew over a short distance, penetrating the demon's chest from behind, and then bursting out a terrifying wound the size of a watermelon in the front chest. It was the location of the heart, but when you look through the big hole in your chest, the heart inside is completely gone.

The demon shook as he stretched his arms to keep his balance, but after a few seconds, he stumbled and collapsed to the ground. With such a terrifying wound, not to mention the Doomsday Guard, even with the super size of the Abyss Lord, it is impossible to survive.

The surrounding dwarves were stunned for a full seven or eight seconds before letting out a belated cheer. Several soldiers walked up, dragged the demon corpse to the edge of the roof, and kicked it down. A few seconds later, with a loud crash on the ground, an exclamation came from the ground. It seems that this doomsday guard is not an unknown existence among the demons.

Diego looked around again, perhaps the shock of the death of the Doomsday Guard just now was too great for the demons, their attack on the roof suddenly slowed down, and the shooters who had been firing non-stop actually got a rare respite.

Probably unsure of the situation on the rooftop, Christopher Farrar was sent by Bogard with a squad of shooters. Looking at the calm atmosphere on the rooftop, he spread his hands in surprise.

"Do you need our help here, guys?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the rooftop, and Diego smiled and walked up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't let your guard down, Faral!"

Having solved the problem, Diego made his way up the stairs back to the first floor, and surprisingly, the door of the bunker was still stubbornly clinging to the wall, not giving up his insistence.

"Wow, it seems that you have too little faith in the dwarves' craft! This gate will last longer than you expect! Diego couldn't help but quipped at Brian.

He took his gun and found a position behind the pile of wooden obstacles, then got down on one knee and raised his gun in the direction of the gate.

"I can't hold on for long, and two iron hoops have already broken off!" Beside him, Brian said with a serious expression, and he glanced at Diego, "How's it going upstairs?" ”

"No problem, the trouble has been solved." Diego said categorically, his firm answer making the old dwarf let out a long breath.

As they spoke, the left half of the door finally tore off the wall with the sound of a tooth-sore steel cracking, and with a loud thud, the door slammed slowly but inexorably to the ground. In the dust, Diego saw dozens of small voices rushing in through the gate.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation, and at the same time roared loudly in his mouth: "Fire, it's the flame imp!" ”

But before his bullets could hit these little things, they exploded on their own - implosion! The Eredar Warlocks are doing it again.

With the sound of explosions one after another, countless fragments of flesh and bone flew in all directions, and these fragments soaked in the power of the Shadow Flame burned fiercely, as if dozens of fireworks had been ignited in the bunker at the same time.

If the self-detonation of these flaming imps alone is not enough to be fatal, because after all, there are various barriers, but the horror is that when these flaming imps rushed in, almost everyone was holding a venom jar in their arms, and when the self-detonation began, the venom in these jars was splashed in all directions, like a torrential rain, and the wooden barriers could not prevent them from falling at all.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at the venom that fell from the sky in horror, and there was only one thought in their hearts at that moment - it's over!

But in the next moment, an old dwarven phrase was heard.

"In the name of the Father God Kazgros, Barrier of Light!"

As if by a miracle, a thin barrier of holy light appeared in front of the people, blocking the vicious green liquid, which rained down like puffs, emitting puffs of white smoke and sliding down the thin walls in vain.

Mantra: Obstacles! This mantra spell summons a sacred barrier that protects all allies within a specified radius. This is a very powerful spell that is almost impossible to break, but the damage it blocks is proportional to the mana consumed by the caster, and theoretically, it can last as long as the caster does not stop supplying mana.

After more than ten seconds, the wall of holy light dissipated into the air like a soap bubble. But it had already fulfilled its mission, and in more than ten seconds, enough for all the sprinkling venom to fall to the ground and become harmless. At the rear of the defenders, a short figure collapsed silently, the old priest who had turned the tide had exhausted all his mana, and his battle was over.