"Hmph, that kid Gustav is so comfortable!"

At the front of the battle array, Guderian glanced at the continuously roaring ballista positions behind him, as well as the "gun" commander with a red face on the heavy ballista platform, and couldn't help muttering sourly. But he immediately straightened his attitude, turned around and half-knelt down, touched the ground with one hand, and immediately a vast "magic quicksand field" was laid out in front of the Olympus battle array.

At the same time, in the battle array, the goblin mage Henry was holding a fiery red magic scroll, and he was also holding the spell with all his might.

The scroll was made by Moriarty earlier, and the seal in it was the third-level fire spell "Magic Minefield". Originally, Henry's legal rank had not yet reached the level of casting third-level spells, but if he only summoned the existing spells in the magic scroll, the difficulty could be greatly reduced, and with the kindness of Moriarty's fire elemental magic field around him, he was finally able to summon it even though he was still barely able to summon it.

As a stream of fire flew out from in front of the goblin mage, the third-level spell scroll immediately turned into ashes and dissipated. The flames flew into the air and exploded, scattering into many flames that disappeared as soon as they touched the ground, as if nothing had happened.

"The Demon Striker is about to cross the Dark Enchantment, the crossbowmen are ready!"

Suddenly, Clausewitz's roar rang out again. Immediately, the crossbowmen standing on the platform of the heavy ballista raised their crossbow machines one after another, holding their breath.

After a few breaths, the first blood-stained little demon roared and rushed out of the "Dark Horizon" and appeared under the skylight. Immediately. Hundreds more demon warriors followed and pounced, rushing in the direction of Olympus with all their might.

"Moriarty's ballista attack is quite effective, and almost all of the little demons who broke out of the dark barrier are wounded."

On Windsor Castle, Viscount Salk looked at the demon attack cluster that had finally appeared, and suddenly smiled. Even if there may not be many demons who die directly from the ballista covering attack, it is a remarkable achievement to be able to injure most of the demons in such a large area. After all, demon warriors are not iron-clad, even if they are supported by the aura of the great demon, but once they are injured, their combat effectiveness will inevitably decrease sharply. This is limited by the rules of matter, and it is difficult to reverse any extreme skill.

But. Before the old man finished admiring. The demon vanguard, who had finally approached Olympus a hundred meters away, was sniped more terrifying than the ballista bombardment.

"Teng!"

With a uniform crossbow string trembling, a barrage composed of dozens of armor-piercing arrows was fired. Even if the crossbowmen who fired the first round all adopted the half-throw method because of the pursuit of attack distance, they were in front of the dense charging formation of the demons. Almost all crossbow arrows can find their own demon target.

"Boom... Rumble... Boom..."

As the rain of arrows fell. Moment. Large orange storms rose one after another in the demon hordes like mushrooms after rain.

But in the blink of an eye, groups of small demons were swept away by the powerful shockwave, and the flames that spread out immediately ignited the barren fields into a raging sea of fire. Wantonly burned a living creature on it. Soon, a strong scorching smell wafted over the battlefield, choking people almost to gag.

With this first blow, coupled with the dense coverage of the previous ballista "flowering shells", the five hundred demons who were the vanguard of the corps' attack were almost all wiped out, but they didn't even touch the edge of the human legion's defensive line.

"Incredible long-range firepower!"

In the distance, on Windsor Castle, Viscount Salk couldn't help but open his mouth wide in surprise when he saw the demon striker being "easily reimbursed". Even the viscount secretly simulated in his heart that even with the elite of the Windsor Knights, unless he launched a sneak attack, there was only one way to defeat in the face of Olympus's medium and long-range compound bombing strikes.

Of course, the old man didn't really understand that it wasn't that Olympus was already powerful or invincible, but that his army building concept really exceeded the general understanding of this era, from the "cold weapon age" to the "hot weapon age". Unless there is a pole powerhouse or the difference in strength is too great, Olympus is not afraid to go head-to-head with any enemy army alone!

On the other hand, the Great Demon Commander was still full of confidence.

Without even a pause, the second wave of nearly a thousand demons had already broken out of the dark barrier immediately after the corpses of the same kind that had just fallen. And the leader turned out to be those eight high-level demons!

Flame Chieftain, two! Purgatory Three-Headed Dog, Three! Demon Overseers, Three!

Eight of the high-ranking demons in the Demon Heavy Legion are out of ten, and they are directly aimed at the human legion!

At the same time, the roaring and charging behind the eight high-level demons were all the elite demon warriors, and the average level conversion combat positions were all above the third level.

Obviously, after the Demon Extreme Dao released five hundred "dead soldiers" to lure Olympus's firepower, he wanted to take advantage of this short gap to use the main force of the whole army to go up in one fell swoop and start a close decisive battle with humans. As long as it can successfully stick to the human front, then the demon side with strong troops will have enough capital to fight for the human defense.

In just a few breaths, the eight high-level demons had already burst into front of the enemy array, throwing the demon army behind them dozens of meters away.

And among these high-level demons, the fastest ones to move forward were none other than the two Flame Chiefs. Almost with a splashing flaming tail, the Flame Chieftain split slightly into front and back, and slammed towards the left and right sides of the Olympian Front in two directions.

"That's just mine on the left!"

At the first moment, Guderian, who was dressed in heavy rock armor, roared and rushed out, about to stop the flame chief in front of him.

But before he could take a step, a swift figure had flashed past him, rushing up to meet the enemy first, and it was Hamilton the "Lion Heart"! At the same time, the two Naga on the other side also fought side by side, facing the fire demon on the right, only stirring up a cloud of dust, which made the dwarf deeply reminisce.

"I'm slot! Let's not talk about a first-come, first-served basis! ”

was "exposed" twice in a row, and Guderian, who had short legs and a slow body, couldn't help but "die of grief and indignation", but he didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately picked up the super Rock Gall and rushed straight towards the three-headed dog of Purgatory that followed, as if he was rushing into the cave room.

"Poof!"

But just as the high-level battle was about to break out, a huge roar suddenly sounded behind the human battle array.

And almost before the sound, there was a screaming sound in their ears, and Zhukov and Chekov only felt a black dotted line suddenly cut in front of them, like an extremely sharp pencil knife that instantly cut the space in front of them in half. As Naga followed the black phantom forward, she saw that the end of the dotted line was connected to the heart of the Flame Chief, and beyond that, there was a fist-thick void. Through the hollow, Naga could even see the scenery behind the high-level demons. At the same time, around the hollow, a phantom green was writhing and growing wildly in the flames on the surface of the high-level demon's body, and even more flowers bloomed on it, blooming from red to purple, as if they were full of blood.

"Orion" and "Man-Eating Flower Arrow", which had seriously injured a fire sultan in Southsk that day, and now it is still a gourd, which is also extremely powerful.

Sure enough, the first to succeed was still the magic archer who was very good at killing with one blow.

And seeing that the Flame Chief was seriously injured in an instant, the Naga brothers, who were accustomed to fighting the black frame, immediately tacitly entangled very much, and without giving the other party a chance to breathe, they would take advantage of the situation to join forces with the high-level demons to kill.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hamilton held a knight's sword and stepped on the lionheart's aura, stopping in front of the other Flame Chieftain.

When he saw that his opponent turned out to be just a human mid-level warrior, the high-level demon suddenly showed disdain. Not even wanting to talk nonsense, the Flame Chief beckoned a wave of flames, roaring towards his opponent and drowning, intending to burn this immeasurable "human pawn" alive with a powerful demonic flame.

And in the face of the surging roaring flames, the lionheart halo at Hamilton's feet suddenly flourished.

At the same time, a roar of a male lion that seemed to be real and illusory immediately resounded on the spot, and there was a golden war lion phantom standing behind the warrior, with a trembling mane and not angry and self-assured.

"Halo simulacrum!"

"Half-step high-level!"

At the same time as the lion phantom appeared, Viscount Salk and Templar Charles in Windsor blurted out almost together.

Because they are both human warfare positions, the two are particularly sensitive to changes in Hamilton's breath. Although they are quite far apart, they still determine the essence of the strength of the "lion heart" for the first time. It turned out that after the life and death of the anti-demon war, Hamilton had already stood at the peak of the middle level, and he was only half a step away from the high-level "round table", just like the Hellfire Lawrence of the year.

As the lion's shadow appeared, the knight's sword in Hamilton's hand suddenly conjured up a Dawson white lion's tooth illusion. Then the sword moved with the person, and it was killed against the current of the flames that attacked in reverse.

In an instant, I saw the lion's fangs and swords staggered forward, like a lion fighting a rabbit, tearing the heavy flames into pieces. In the end, the Mori Lion's Tooth forced its way through a narrow passage in the fire tide, and the Hamilton sword rushed forward and struck back in front of the Flame Chief.

Seeing this, the high-level demons couldn't help but be surprised. But at this time, a vertical and horizontal sword net had already entangled its head and face, stabbing it directly around the body. The Flame Chief had no choice but to hurry to block it. Hamilton was a veteran knight with excellent swordsmanship, and once he came into his attack range, the four-foot steel blade was definitely a nightmare for the enemy. On the other hand, the Flame Chieftain is different from the Fire Sultan's dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and is more focused on the law system. So in the face of the sharp sword attack of "Lion Heart", but in the blink of an eye, he was stabbed again and again, and he had to rely on the instinct of the demon flames around him to defend and counterattack.

However, what frightened the Flame Sultan even more was that the lion's tooth phantom on the human warrior's sword could indeed tear through the flames of his protective body, and then directly hit the demon itself. Although it is not strong enough to pose a deadly threat in terms of absolute attack power, it is no longer a completely threatening ant.

As a result, the high-ranking demons finally put away their contempt and began to "treat" Hamilton seriously. (To be continued......)