The Duke was able to have such a superior attack environment, which was inseparable from the efforts of the Phantom Goddess believers.

The holy places were destroyed, but their goddesses did not abandon them.

The oracle continued to reach the ears of the surviving priests, and the fact that another high priest of Shirek was killed by a mysterious person under the command of the Phantasmal Goddess more or less restored the faith of the believers.

The remaining believers hid in various places such as mountain streams and cliffs, and used all their strength to unleash magic and create phantoms of arrow rain.

If it had been half an hour ago, Ciric's men would never have hid.

Now it was different, knowing that almost all of the arrows shot were made by phantoms, the commander was stunned and didn't dare to untie the defensive circle formation casually.

When it comes to guerrilla warfare, a hundred trolls are no match for a half-elf archer.

At this moment, a human man with short blond hair who was not good-looking stepped forward. There are no great looks, only angular lines.

The golden bearded Halken had a blue face, and he closed his eyes, his black robe was windless. After a few moments, he spat hard.

"The Tempest Arrows are gone, at least for the time being, and the rest are the rat-like phantom cultists."

Just as Halken was about to announce the unraveling of the circle, a continuous dragon roar suddenly resounded in the sky.

Dragon Knight ...... Regiment?

How could that withdrawn old woman of the Phantom Goddess find the Dragon Knights as a helper?

The surprise attack of the Tempest Demon Arrow Regiment had already surprised Halken enough, and the group of White Dragon Knights in front of him who swooped down from the clouds to form three huge horizontal columns did not look like passing by to play soy sauce.

A passerby's face suddenly distorted to be more ugly than a troll!

"Spread out—"

The dinosaur rider panicked and drove the big guy below him.

But it was too late.

Dragon, king of beasts. The dragon's dragon power originally had a strong suppressive power over other creatures. Not to mention the wurm species with the thin bloodline of the dragon family.

That kind of genetic slavery cannot be erased by human domestication at all.

In the face of this fear from the bones, the slightly stronger wurm was trembling, and the weak chicken was directly frightened and burst out of feces and urine.

The Wurm Knights were in a mess, and the only ones who really dispersed were the lightly armed Am's Shadow Thieves.

The ogre at the other end of the circle took a bold step to escape the death zone, but their escape was pointless.

The White Dragon Legion's dive was almost in the blink of an eye.

A row of eight white dragons raised its beak-like, ornamented head, its broad chest rapidly expanding.

In the next moment, a cone-shaped cold breath erupted from the sharp dragon's mouth.

As the 8 white dragons spew cold dragon breath in rows, a moving wall of cold ice wind appears.

It was an extremely spectacular scene, and all of the surviving Phantom cultists, as well as some of the Tempest Archers, had the privilege of witnessing it.

After the moving frozen wall swept through, the land that had been in turmoil a moment ago became dead silent. The movements of all living beings are frozen in the last moment of their lives.

Maybe frightened, or screaming. Some knelt, some ran.

From wurms to trolls, riders to shadow thieves, all of their lifelike expressions can be seen through the heavy ice.

Only a handful of priests and mages escaped this fate with the help of divine magic.

Without giving the Shirek army a respite, when the first round of white dragons was finished, the riders pulled the white dragons up, and the white dragons shook their white wings vigorously and began to climb.

Behind them, the second wave of eight white dragons, a hundred meters apart, began to wash the ground.

The valley floor of the Misty Grand Canyon is actually quite spacious for people, a full two hundred meters wide. Before, Ciric's army only felt that driving the Phantom Cultists in was like rushing into a cage that could be hunted at will.

They really didn't think that they would be the one to be hunted.

If there were no dragons, 200 meters would be wide.

The entry of the White Dragon Knights made these 200 meters a Jedi of death.

Duke Darsnir's knights shouted merrily, and the White Dragons used their breath to sweep the Syric legions in the lowlands of the Canyon like a plough until the White Dragons ran out of breath.

Only while laughing and indulging the white dragons to eat.

Although white dragons, like other dragons, can eat almost anything, they have a very peculiar feature, that is, they only eat frozen food. After killing their prey with a spit attack, the white dragon prefers to swallow the opponent's corpse while it is still frozen and stiff.

Seeing this scene, Darth Niel frowned, but he was helpless.

The white dragon does not have a high IQ and acts more according to instinct. Seeing that the victory is over, of course, you have to go wild and feed your stomach. If you forcibly stop it, you may kill your own White Dragon Knight at any time.

Of course, the Duke didn't expect these rough fellows to do meticulous work from the beginning.

Coming later, the Dark Guard troops and the small mage group that tired the duke's dozen bipedal wyverns to death are the duke's biggest reliance.

"Search! Find out the man of 'Black Will' Halken Akmiriel, and I will reward you with 100,000 gold coins! The duke's words irritated his subordinates to scream.

Soon, the duke had a reward.

Not Halken, but a few low- and middle-rank priests.

The duke, who had the appearance of an iron man, rarely showed a soft smile of satisfaction.

It's worth it!

Knowing the news from the early morning, he urgently dispatched, and flew continuously for nearly 10 hours at the extreme speed that the White Dragon Knights could achieve, crossing thousands of miles, and the divine soldiers fell from the sky to catch Ciric's army by surprise.

It was not in vain.

With these few priests of Cirek alone, he could escape Bane's punishment.

Of course, to gain Bane's favor, Harken is a must!

However, after several survivors of the temporary torture did not find out where Halken was, the Duke became a little impatient. A priest who is good at hiding in the shadows is hard to find.

The reason why the Hirek followers are so difficult to destroy is that they are well hidden. A war of extermination like this may not happen once in a few years.

Here, the Duke is irritated.

Over there, Raven standing on the hill was a little unpleasant.

Beside him, on the left and on the right, stood the incarnations of two goddesses, Leila in the state of the Misty Female Shadow, and the Red Knight with a red horse's head and chess pieces.

The two goddesses incarnated with an unhappy look.

"Hey! I don't understand. Isn't the goal reached now? Ciric's army of monsters struck down. The Phantasmal Believers managed to escape. Red Knight, your Tempest Arrows have not been lost. All the goals we said we had set have been achieved! Raven said he didn't understand the thoughts of these two queen-like goddesses.

"The basic goal has been achieved. But I haven't gotten my divinity back. Leila spoke coldly.

"I should have been satisfied. I should have been happy that the grand strategic goal was achieved. But seeing Bane's minions so cheerful, I suddenly became unhappy. The head of the horse incarnated by the Red Knight showed a rather anthropomorphic expression, and the horse's mouth pouted with a "cut".

"There is a limit to the wisdom of mortals." Raven shrugged.

"I'm upset, I wanted to give you something good, but I changed my mind." The Red Knight said.

"Agreed." The Mist Lady coldly agreed.

"Okay, okay!" Raven suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Even Bane has appeared, and such a small canyon has gathered the power of four gods. Presumably the two of you don't mind more forces entering the market, right? ”

The eyes of the avatars of the two goddesses lit up at the same time.

"Bane is here, can there be no Thom and Tyr?" Raven smiled cheaply, "Actually, I let the white fur carry Salk's head to the Church of Loyalty and Courage. I don't know if Tom's men will be able to catch up, but once they do, it'll be a good show. ”

As if in response to Raven's words, Leila suddenly sensed the presence of a centaur.

"It's them?"

Raven didn't even ask who 'they' were, and directly opened the map: "Lead them from here, kill here." ”

The Mist Lady didn't speak, nodded, and vanished.

A quarter of an hour later, the Duke's messy, feasting White Dragon Legion was raided. Under the cover of fog and phantoms, the attacker rushed almost to within thirty meters before being detected by the white dragon's perception.

"Thom's Paladin!?" The Duke was so surprised that he almost bit his tongue off.

Not only the paladins, but also a large number of Thom priests in the ranks.

"With a heart of salvation!"

"Our mission is to uphold just laws and systems!"

"Justice will triumph!"

"The glory of our lord drives away all evil!"

Chanting the slogans of the Paladin, these emissaries of justice on the continent of Ultron fearlessly rushed at enemies who were many times larger than them.

The more devout the holy warrior can carry more divine power, the hard armor with divine power can even resist the white dragon's furious claw attacks, and the two-handed greatsword full of divine power can also easily smash the white dragon's shiny white scales, making the white dragons let out a terrible scream.

The splendor of the magic kept shining on Priest Thom, against the various spells of the evil mages of Bane.

Under the direction of the Red Knight, the Tempest Arrows struck again, their sharp arrows prioritizing the wyverns who tried to take to the skies.

The duke's heart was dripping blood, and he was rapidly sinking into the abyss.

The white dragon is not a cabbage. It takes a long time for any white dragon to grow from a dragon egg to adulthood. Even if Bane's divine power can recruit the dragon clan as a helper for him, it must have the dragon clan's extra combat power.

Here, almost the first one to take a look at the five white dragons was killed in seconds.

Thom made a bloody investment this time, and he frantically transferred the strong people from all the surrounding areas. In the attacking ranks, the Duke saw the figures of three legendary paladins.

In the end, only 7 white dragons and a few bipedal wyverns managed to take off.

Fortunately, the captive priests of Cirek had brought them with them, otherwise they would have to face Bane's wrath sadly.

Bane, the god of tyranny, is not a tyrannical name!

The Duke's heart was twitching, and he had no desire for revenge. Thom's people are coming, and Thom's boss, the god of justice, Tyr's man, is probably already on the way, and he won't be able to go if he doesn't go.

On the mountain, the two queens who saw it all, oh no, it was the goddess who finally showed a satisfied smile.

Raven spoke, "Lady Mist, I know Sainz is here, ask her and Randall to come with me." ”

"How?" Both goddesses asked at the same time.

Raven smiled brightly, "Let's celebrate the fall of another Priest of Ciric. ”

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Thanks to Ye's naïve book friend for the reward