Not allowing the swordsmen to celebrate the victory of this difficult battle, Tituba let them be involved in the whirlpool of the battle again, followed by another attack of spikes, this time the attack was more ferocious than just now, the number alone was nearly double that of just now, the swordsmen were very nervous about this, the battle just now had almost turned out all their old books, and now facing an even greater number of spikes, this threat is not high.

The Priests of Light and even the Templar Priest Mondo felt a lot of headaches, and Mondo asked Yang Xiang, "Adventurer Yang Xiang, you try to contact the city guards who are outside, there is a big problem now, let them join the battle as well." "Mondo knows that adventurers have their own unique contact information, so Mondo needs to ask Yang Xiang to ask for help for them, the strength of the city guards is not stronger than that of the swordsmen, but it has a great advantage in numbers.

Mondo observed these spikes surrounding them, in fact, they are not a difficult one to deal with, what is terrible is only the quantity, and the number can only be dealt with by the quantity. Truly dangerous spikes were now gathering around Albert and Hermet, several spikes the size of a human head and a spike the size of a human body surrounded the two of them.

Albert was not too surprised by this, he had already guessed from the maid's unchanging smile that she would definitely have a back hand, and believed that this wave of attack would not be her last trump card, she looked very confident, this confidence was not blindly convinced of her own strength, maybe her deal with the devil was more pure than he imagined.

Yes, Albert is thinking of the word pure, the purest desire in her heart, the more power she will get from the deal with the demon, but on the contrary, her soul is also much more eroded by the demon, and her soul will even transform into another demon after completing the deal.

And Hemmit's performance is not as easy as Albert's, when it comes to real strength, he is just a sword hero who has touched the threshold of the Sword Master, this threshold is still obtained because of his own bloodline, although he is holding the giant sword in his hand, he still can't help but sweat.

"Hemmit, are you nervous?" Albert asked.

"Are you nervous, Lord Swordmaster?" Hermit asked rhetorically.

"Nervous, but in the end we can win." Albert replied, Hemet was very satisfied with this answer, everyone is a normal person who can be nervous, and the Juggernaut is just like that, Hemet seemed to relax a little because of this answer, but he didn't dare to really relax, he was very wary of the thickest spike, although he was confident that his sword could resist the attack of that spike, but the battle would not go in the expected direction.

It's combat, you never know what's going to happen next, but go for it, just cut it down by feeling.

"Are you ready, swordsmen?" With Tithuba's voice, the spikes began to attack, Albert adjusted his state a little and then faced several attacking spikes, it was obvious that the main target of the spikes was the most threatening Albert, and there were only two against Hemmit, but two were enough for Hemit to deal with.

And the other swordsmen are not very good, each swordsman needs to deal with two or even three spikes, despite the help of the players, but the strength of the players is really a little insufficient, and the players in a squad can barely deal with one spike, and the impact on the situation is not very great.