"Little girl, no one will take the initiative to jump into this pit!" Thor snorted coldly, "No matter how strong a person is, if he loses the combat assistance system, he will become an old man who has lost his crutches, so feel how uncomfortable it is to be without various auxiliary functions now!" As a player, how could you possibly jump in to find guilt on your own - and what could you do if you did? Now this kind of battle, do you believe that there is no huge number of abyss demons attacking? Even if it's us, I'm afraid it will be a dead word at that time, who will come in and look for death? ”

"If you're cowardly, don't treat others as cowards!" Mintra stopped Amelia, but he squirted against the other party, "If you're afraid, run by yourself!" There are no demons now, and it's too late for you to run! ”

"Hmph, woman......" Thor pursed his lips disdainfully, "What do you know, it's the most dangerous thing to go out of the city now, you meet the abyss army outside, you have nowhere to run, you want to save yourself, you can only wait until they start attacking the city!" ”

"You ......!" Minter wanted to continue, but was stopped by Julien.

"Forget it, don't quarrel with him." Julien said, "Actually, he is right, we are in danger, and the current situation cannot be solved by one or two people, only the Providence Alliance or the Chosen One Company itself can solve these problems." Either we wait for help, or we run out on our own. When the fire comes, you can't turn the situation around on your own, but you put yourself in danger. ”

"Wise, Lord Black Tulip Knight!" Thor put on his hat and cloak, and looked ready to leave, "If that doesn't work out, we can break out together, and the Blood Rose Brigade is willing to work with you - provided you don't bring those Parkinson's craps, of course!" ”

This sentence caused many players who were lying on the ground and couldn't get up to stare angrily, but Thor didn't care about these people's eyes at all.

"Goodbye! May you not be wiped out in the aristocracy! After saying this, Thor ran away, leaving the last sentence far away, "One last piece of advice for you, take care to protect the bloodstains!" ”

"This bastard!" Minter gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Forget it, ignore him." Julien said, "The Count has been waiting for a long time, let's get over quickly." ”

After a pause, he continued, "The Blood Sword is right, they are all equipped with cloaks, don't be splashed by blood or other things, now there is no 'Cleansing Technique' and 'Constant Temperature Adaptation', and it will be very troublesome for blood and other filth to get on your body." ”

The twenty black tulip knights were equipped with the knightly cloak they had just received from the Count of Balzac, and a large black tulip was displayed behind them, and the uniform system made them look imposing.

"I'm sorry, Lord Earl, something has happened." Julien led the new knights in a bow.

"Hmm, I see that." The young Count Balzac did not show a dissatisfied look, but asked with concern, "Is it the trouble of the warlords?" ”

"Yes, Lord Count. We have suddenly lost our connection with the sacred, and some of the fighters have lost their ability to fight. Julien told the truth.

"It seems that the influence of the abyss is greater than we thought......" Count Balzac sighed.

"Lord, we'd better hurry up." The attendant, who was standing beside Count Balzac, reminded in a loud voice.

"That's right, let's go back immediately, we must gather the Knights of the Covenant first." Count Balzac nodded and got into the carriage.

Because he didn't expect that there would be a change in the upper city, the earl didn't have too many people to accompany him when he went out, and there were only four or five attendants around him, so he asked the newly canonized Black Tulip Knights to provide protection, which was also a way out.

However, thanks to this, the Count of Balzac wanted to take this opportunity to see if this newly established Knights of War was reliable and strong.

After all, it is a warlord, and in the mainstream view among the aristocracy, the warlord is synonymous with profitlessness and unreliability.

Just as the people of the Black Tulip Knights surrounded the Count's carriage and prepared to set off, they suddenly heard a heart-rending cry.

"Abyssal army! The horizon is full of abyssal armies! ”

The crowd changed color, and even the Count Balzac in the carriage tore the curtain from the carriage.

The view of the upper city is good, but this good view brings with it unspeakable fear. The distant horizon was suddenly filled with wriggling black spots, whether it was rivers or hills or woods, nothing could stop them, and like a monstrous flood, they spread along the horizon until the mountains were covered with countless blacks.

That's an army of the Abyss far beyond anyone could have imagined!

"Quick! Hurry! Go back and assemble the Knights of the Covenant! Gather all your combat power! Fast! The Count shouted, and the phalanx of guards quickly left the place.

The warriors and nobles who had been leisurely finally understood the seriousness of the situation, and left the place one after another, whether they were fleeing or saving their lives, they needed to make a decision as soon as possible.

Where they couldn't see it, things slipped irretrievably into the abyss.

The abyssal army of the three legions is definitely not something that Fort Colombo's army can defeat head-on, and only the shrinking combat power can compete with it. The overwhelming army of the Abyss soon set foot in the outer city of Cologneburg, and the honest farmers of the farms were trampled into blood by the demons along with their hard-working property, and the occasional surviving peasants were led to an even more tragic fate, and after being manipulated by the demons, they finally turned into ugly ghouls and joined the Abyss army.

As Agni saw, everything familiar in the past half a month was wiped out under the iron hooves of the demon.

The farmstead where he once stayed, the hunter where he used to buy food, the field where he used to pick vegetables, the stream where he used to draw water, nothing survived.

The land has been shrouded in the whirlpool of the abyss, and beneath this malevolent sky is the sound of the surging hooves, roars, and wails of the dying from the demons.

Blood and fire spread across this once-peaceful land.

"Close the gates! On the wall! Prepare supplies to defend the city! The chief of the National Knights, who was guarding the city gates, ordered loudly.

Many of the soldiers of the Guardian Army had been frightened, after all, before that, their main duty was only to maintain law and order, and decades of comfort had made them forget what the Abyss Army looked like when they attacked a city.

However, the usual training allowed them to obey orders and began to prepare for battle, and in a short time, the walls were already covered with guards and knights of the National Order. On the tower, the huge bed crossbow began to charge, and the arrows thicker than the arms were already aimed at the surging demons. In other turrets, there are several magic crystal cannons that are accumulating furious energy.