Before the war, the two forces faced each other from a camp 100 meters apart.

The wind is up.

The mist that lingered around the island at the end was also blown away, revealing a gloomy gray sky and a bleak view of the island.

The wind blew more and more violently, rolling up the remaining leaves of the island and scattering them, as if they were a sign of a storm.

The tug-of-war has been going on so far, and the forces on both sides have suffered losses, especially on the demon side, Zack, with the blessing of the holy weapon ghost lamp, directly lost half of their forces.

Now the demons don't have much advantage in numbers, but they still have their own demon wolf team.

On Revorno's side, after the collective illusion was cast, most of Revorno's blood power was no longer enough to use the illusion, that is to say, the next battle would rely on brute force to fight.

Compared with the advantage chips, the demons can also rely on the demon wolf team to gain some advantages.

In the brief peace, both sides were silently tentatively watching, and neither gave the order to charge.

At the head of the demon team, the demon wolf team was very conspicuous, and more than a dozen demon wolves on standby were all showing fierce eyes, baring their teeth and roaring, and the fishy saliva was flowing down the corners of their mouths, ready to move.

On Revorno's side, led by the guardian team, everyone was highly nervous, their eyes did not leave the demon clan opposite for a moment, and the weapons in their hands were clenched for a long time, and they were also ready to attack.

"Hand over the Hallows and we can make your death a happy one!"

Before the war, Stark was tentative.

Jue's face did not change, and he responded loudly: "If the demon clan has confidence, then come to fight!" ”

Stark stood upright and rode on the back of the tall head wolf, and the head wolf under him seemed to sense the master's fighting spirit, and began to be restless, shaking his forepaws and pacing in place.

The movement of the demon clan on the opposite side naturally attracted Jue's attention, and the signal before the battle had been sounded, he turned his head sideways and looked at Han Qingluo.

Han Qingluo also received the information in his eyes, turned around and said solemnly to the group of Revono behind him: "Get ready." ”

As the words fell, everyone took a deep breath and enjoyed the last breath of comfort before the war.

Jue's disdainful attitude succeeded in infuriating Stark, who knew that the guy on the other side was powerful, and as long as Jue lived, he would always be the biggest hidden danger hindering his plans.

He must take advantage of this battle to eliminate this tricky guy.

"Then prepare to wait for death!"

Stark replied coldly, his hand tucked forward lightly.

The six holy envoys, led by the Demon Wolf Team, were the first to charge, rushing towards the central battle point.

On Revorno's side, Sevi, Yuke, and Lunson took the lead in leading a group of Revorno, turned on their blood power, and rushed to the camp battle point.

The large army charged forward, Han Qingluo, as a human being, was naturally not as fast as the blood clan, but her momentum did not decrease, and she followed the pace of the troops, stepping up her speed and rushing to the combat zone.

Halfway, Jue grabbed Han Qingluo, stopped her swift footsteps, looked at each other, and was silent for a long time.

Jue stared at her face, frowning lightly, his gloomy expression could not be hidden, his pursed lips moved slightly, as if he had something to say, but in the end he only said "be careful".

Han Qingluo took a deep breath, his throat couldn't help but stir nervously because of Jue's actions, the hand that held the knife tightened a little tighter, and nodded deeply: "Don't worry, I still have you!" ”

Listening to her words, Jue hugged her movingly, and the thousands of words of concern in his heart turned into "careful" and passed on to Han Qingluo again.

After a short period of entrustment, Han Qingluo set off again with Jue and continued to catch up with the large army.

In just a dozen seconds, the two teams were engaged in battle.

The demon wolf team of the demon clan knocked down all the Revornor in the front row with a fierce attack, and the tragic shouts instantly resounded over the entire camp battle area.

A heavy broadsword slashed at him, and a demon wolf that had bitten a Revornor blood clan was cut off by Lensen, and his entire head rolled to the ground.

But the tenacious evil power still made the wolf still as vigorous as ever, and the big mouth full of sharp fangs was still wide open and closed, and it continued to bite.

Lunson frowned in disgust and smashed the wolf's head with a knife, ending its life.

"Be careful!"

As soon as he finished dealing with a demon wolf, Lenson resounded behind Servie's exclamation.

At the same time, an arrow that had accumulated red rays shot rapidly behind Rensen with the momentum of breaking through the air.

"Knock".

A huge figure slammed into Renson's sideways, and the force of the force made the figure dusty everywhere it passed.

Taking advantage of the situation, he also knocked over many demons who were charging, and lifted the empty camp tent into the air, causing a lot of movement.

Rensen reacted and looked at Sevie, who was still in an archery position, his eyes fixed on the demon wolf he had shot through the head.

The red blood power that Sevi added to the arrow also turned into flames in an instant, engulfing it in an instant, and the demon wolf howled, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

Rensen, who reacted, was also shocked to his scalp, if it weren't for the arrow shot by Sevi at the critical moment, I'm afraid his head would have said goodbye to himself a long time ago.

After slashing through a galloping demon, Lenson nodded to Sevi in thanks.

Servi did not drag his feet at all, holding a bow in one hand and a knife in the other, striking the enemy with precision in the chaos.

The Demon Wolf Team lost two wolves in a blink of an eye, but the other demon wolves were still attacking Revorno, and their strong strength made many Revorno look like chicks, and they had no power to fight back.

The Ten Holy Envoys rode the demon wolf and noticed the extraordinary Sevi, who raised his broadsword and rushed towards him through the many figures.

Sevi sensed the killing intent from afar, kicked away the demons around him who wanted to sneak attack the alliance blood clan, quickly stabilized his body, quickly drew out the arrow, put it on the string, aimed, and fired.

While the Holy Envoy was dodging the arrows, he quickly approached with his knife and turned sideways in a dashing manner, cutting off one of the hind legs of his demon wolf mount.

The two, who lost their center of gravity, rolled around a few times, kicking up a lot of dust.

As if he had said it in advance, Yuke, who was red-eyed and murderous on the side, saw such a large portion of fat from Sevi, and of course accepted it without hesitation.

Before the Ten Holy Envoys could get up, they directly rounded their shoulders, unceremoniously beckoned to his neck, and by the way, his crippled demon wolf mount was also solved.

Sevi was very unhappy with Yuke's hasty finish of his opponent, and defiantly bent his bow and arrow at him, releasing the tail of the arrow without hesitation.

Yuke didn't dodge either, smiling at the corners of his mouth and standing in place.

In the next second, the arrow fell.

Yuke glanced at the fallen demons beside him lightly, and finally cast him a positive smile from the bottom of his heart, and then continued to deal with the endless stream of demons around him.

The figures of the demons and the Revornor blood clan are intertwined and mixed, and fierce battles and intertwined hostile figures can be seen everywhere.

The cold sharp weapon cut through the enemy's skin, red and black blood spilled on each other, and one corpse after another fell into the battlefield without distinguishing between the enemy and my body, paving a road made of corpses.

Although Han Qingluo's combat strength is inferior to the blood clan, she has experience in dealing with the demon clan, and she picks the lone demon clan and deals with it together with other Revono blood clans.

In the chaotic battlefield, it is not practical for her to want to be one-on-one, and to be able to contribute is to maximize the value of her existence.

During the war.

Saint King Stark had been waiting from the rear.

After a period of fighting, most of Revornor was defeated by the fierce and ferocious attack of the demons and fell one after another, and the situation was not optimistic for Revorno.

Jue, who was mixed in the battlefield, deliberately retained his strength when killing the enemy, because the biggest leader of the demon clan, the Holy King Stark, had not yet made a move, and he had to ensure that he had enough blood power to deal with him.

While watching, Stark's gaze was fixed on a petite figure, thinking to himself, wasn't that the fake "witch" who was accidentally let go in the Forest of Death?

Since then, Stark has been concerned about this matter, and although he has sent many people to search for news about the Prophecy Witch, to no avail.

Now, when he met her again, how could Stark let go of this great opportunity?

It's fate that I finally found you!

His eyes were fixed on Han Qingluo, Stark grabbed the rope and motioned for the head wolf under him to act.

Galloping through the battlefield, the unstoppable head wolf, led by Stark, went straight to the edge of the battlefield and Han Qingluo, who was fighting guerrilla warfare.

Jue, who had been keeping an eye on Stark, noticed that he had made a move, and his eyes followed, but in the next second, he was so shocked that he used his blood power, and dark red appeared in his purple-gold eyes in an instant.

At the fastest speed, he also headed in the direction of Han Qingluo.

At this time, Han Qingluo, who was fighting alone, was dealing with a demon clan, and he was not aware of the impending danger at all.

The gale opened and galloped, Stark's hat on his head revealed the fierce and hideous face inside, and he reached out in advance, intending to grab Han Qingluo directly.

The strong wind brought up by the rapid blew to Han Qingluo's side first, and as soon as she finished solving the lonely demon clan, she felt this cold and strange wind.

Subconsciously turned around to see that Stark's ugly withered hand had reached for her face, and the sudden shock made her paralyzed and unable to move.

In the stunned blue pupils, the withered hand embedded with the long black armor gradually expanded, and when he breathed, it seemed that even the air was frozen......

Han Qingluo didn't even have time to react, her eyes went dark, and she was carried away by a huge force, so fast that her eardrums were compressed, and she was temporarily deaf, and her head was full of buzzing.

Tightening the necklace, Stark urgently pulled the head wolf under him, and the huge inertia still made him and the demon wolf rush out dozens of meters, dragging deep marks on the ground.

He looked at his empty hand, suppressed the unwilling anger in his heart, slowly closed his palm, and turned his head leisurely to look in the direction where the target disappeared.

What caught his eye was Jue who rushed to save Han Qingluo, he was panting, and he also raised his eyes to look at himself vigilantly, the bright red under his eyes was very bright, obviously he was exerting all his strength, and in his arms was the fake "witch" he wanted to capture, Han Qingluo.

The corners of Stark's lips hooked, and he sneered, and reset the hat that had been lifted off, covering his scarred and tangled face: "It's really worthy of the ancient blood, and the speed really amazes me!" ”

Jue hugged Han Qingluo in his arms tightly, stood up, the sea breeze blew his messy cloak into a hunting sound, he looked at Stark gloomily, the warning in his eyes was very obvious: "Move her, die!" ”