Wounded monks are different from ordinary people, pain is pain for ordinary people, but for them it is pleasure, a stimulant, and a source of strength.

The more they are injured, the stronger they become.

Syllable!

There was a dull thud, and this time, the knight failed to remove the force from the scepter of the cross as smoothly as before, and instead staggered backwards.

This is a signal for a counteroffensive.

Bang bang bang bang ......

From the original knights forcing the monks to retreat, it became the monks constantly brandishing the scepter of the cross and smashing the knights to retreat one after another.

Bang dang!

The twisted shield came out of his hand, and a cross scepter slammed down on his head.

The heavy scepter of the cross struck the knight on the shoulder, the armor on his shoulder was dented, and the sound of bones shattering rang out.

The knight screamed and staggered backwards to the ground.

Another monk rushed forward, and the scepter of the cross was raised high.

The wizard's pupils shrank, his eyes seemed to be too late, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the last gem engraved with the mark of thunder and lightning flew out, and he secretly hated in his heart, if it wasn't for the one-day war that consumed all his resources, where would he be forced to this extent.

Click!

Under the guidance of the wizard, the gem turned into pieces, a thunderbolt poured out, and in the dazzling thunder, three skeletons loomed.

Rumble!

The figure holding the scepter of the cross fell, and the knights hurried forward to collect the heads of the two remaining monks who had not yet arrived, which had been swept by the lightning.

Bang bang!

They collided with the monk who was chasing after them, and in the flying cross scepter, one of the knights knocked out of the monk, and his arm was twisted, and he had lost his ability to fight, and the remaining two knights rushed in but did not come back.

"Help!"

The knight shouted.

The wizard's heart shook, the subtle lightning flashed through his body, all the muscles on his body were activated, and his skin was covered with goosebumps.

He fled backwards without looking back, leaving only two battered knights struggling.

"No!"

Desperate shouts came from behind him, and in a series of iron-striking sounds, the wizard did not look back, but fled into the distance.

"Whew!"

A slight cracking sound sounded, and the wizard's throat tightened, and his body rushed forward for a moment, and he was dragged backwards and fell to the ground.

The wizard snorted in pain, reaching out with both hands and grasping the whip around his neck in an attempt to break free, and dragged it to the ground.

Several beggar-like voices appeared above him, obscuring the moonlight.

"No~"

The sorcerer's mournful shouts rang out, and in the moonlight, the scepter of the cross flipped and blood splattered, and the sorcerer's legs trembled, twitching rhythmically with the dull sound of the scepter of the cross falling on the flesh.

Poof!

A sharp dagger pierced the head of one of the Wounded Monks, who fell to the ground.

Frightened, the monks stopped beating the hapless wizard and turned their heads to look around for the sneak attacker.

Poof!

Blood flew and another monk's head was pierced and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof......

These daggers are nowhere to be found, as if they appeared out of thin air, and they are impossible to prevent.

One by one, the monks fell to the ground, until they finally died, and they did not find out who had done it.

In a broken attic, an old wizard in a white robe and gold badge curled up in the corner, leaning back against the wall with his head tilted, playing with the dagger in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

He is the golden badge of the Tower of Time and Space, although he is old, his ability to act is not good, and his combat effectiveness is not as good as other gold badges, but this is compared to other gold badges, compared to these monks, he can still complete the crushing, not to mention, although he is not good at frontal combat, but the means of assassination in secret are the top three among the 12 gold badges.

A dagger was thrown into the air by him, and then disappeared in an instant.

300 yards away, a monk with a dagger in the back of his head fell to the ground, and beside him was a group of panicked monks.

Suddenly, the Golden Badge of the Time and Space Tower was shocked, and he looked out of the window through the window, only to see a black cloud spitting flames in the distance approaching this side.

He smiled wryly and looked down at his legs.

It turned out that his legs were gone, and coupled with the exhaustion of his mana, he had long lost the ability to move, and all he could do now was to kill as many people as possible.

But now, the hour has come.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and a group of dragons led a group of wurms roared past, bringing flames to the sky.

This is no ordinary flame, but a dragon's flame, a flame that melts steel.

Rumble!

There was a fiery red in front of him, and the Golden Badge of the Time and Space Tower only felt a sharp pain all over his body, and then his eyes went black.

Gargoyles, the dragon legion led by the old dragon king on top of various mechanical creations, the two sides fought in the air, the two dark clouds collided fiercely, and the flames, lasers, thunderbolts and lightning erupted between the two dark clouds.

In the past, the legions composed of gargoyles and mechanical creations could still have the upper hand with a huge numerical advantage, but after more than a day of great battles, there were too many losses among them, and the number of them had already constituted an absolute advantage.

Under the flames of dragons, whether they are gargoyles made of stone or mechanical creations made of steel, all of them are burned into liquids.

Or, under the power of dragons and wurms, they are torn to pieces.

Of course, the Dragon Legion's side is not comfortable either.

Gargoyles and automatons are in a death charge, and if they get close, they will begin to blow themselves up.

In the constant roar, the dragons can still withstand with their huge bodies and strong defenses, while the wurms begin to die in large numbers.

All kinds of broken objects and broken corpses, in the sky, dumplings are generally falling down.

Rumble!

Countless white lights swept by, and it was the white devil who wielded his might.

The magic array that filled the sky erupted with astonishing power, plowing the sky and the ground all over.

The ground was blown off, a large number of buildings collapsed, and even part of the sewers were lifted, including Angela, who was not very lucky.

A moment ago, Angela's heart was ringing with alarm bells, her heart was beating rapidly, and little Jack was crying loudly.

Angela's pupils shrank, her eyes burned with flames, and she raised her head through the ground and looked at the sky.

This sky, the majestic power is condensing and about to explode.

Angela took a breath of cool air, she knew that something bad was about to happen, the magic was activated, a pair of ice blades condensed under her feet, and the wind blew behind her, stepping on the ice and speeding forward.

The next moment, just as she faintly felt that she was leaving the danger zone, a violent energy fluctuation came, followed by the sound of the wind behind her, a heat wave rushed in, and the ice beneath her feet began to melt.