An arrow sliced through the rock in their path impartially, provocatively shaking its remains.

The Great Sage and his entourage looked up, and a silver-haired man was leaning against a big tree looking down on them, he was holding a curved bow and raising his eyebrows, his face full of disdain that could not be hidden.

"If you want to go to the base camp, pass me first!"

As he spoke, Sevi had already set up an arrow again, aiming at the Great Sage Envoy Ryan, this time unlike the previous dismount-style arrow, the frost-like cold glow was converted from blood power, with a power that could not be underestimated.

The Great Sage's expression froze, and he quickly dodged an arrow that was obviously aimed at him, but the demon guard beside him was not so lucky, and was shot through the chest by Sevi's arrow with frost breath, and the huge momentum carried him away, smashing straight into the sea.

Seeing that Sevi alone dared to intercept the raiding troops, the Great Sage Envoy planned to fight quickly and let the other nine demon guards surround him together.

Just as they were rushing in, Yuke and Rensen, who were hiding on both sides, threw out their broadswords together in tacit understanding, and slashed the first few demon guards to the ground.

"And us!"

Yuke kicked away the corpse of a demon guard, and his attitude was extremely arrogant.

In the blink of an eye, under the ambush of Sevi and them, the small army of the demon clan was left with only the Great Holy Envoy and the two demon guards beside him.

The Great Holy Envoy is also not in love with war, secretly knowing that he is no match for these three blood clans, and the task given to him by the Holy King has also been completed excellently and unexpectedly reaped greater benefits, and their small force will not contribute much even if they are surrounded by a large army.

Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed back with the two surviving demon guards, jumped on the ferry they had left on the edge of the cliff, and fled in a hurry.

Seeing the demons fleeing under his nose, Yuke was very unhappy, and before the fight started, the enemy first raised the white flag and fled with his tail between his legs.

Fortunately, Lenson grabbed him in time, otherwise Yiyuke's temperament would have jumped into the sea and continued to chase.

"Let's go back and meet the boss first!"

"Good!"

After completing the interception mission, they did not stop much and immediately returned to the agreed assembly point.

On the other side of the beach, a large number of demons have already swarmed in, and the advance force has already rushed towards the center of the island, and the demon army is also mixed with hundreds of puppet armies, densely packed as if they are about to overturn the entire island.

The speed of the demons was very fast, and the base camp in the center of the island soon came into their sights.

At this time, in order to boost morale and set an example, Stark, the Holy King who led the way, rode on the back of the demon wolf and stood condescendingly on the edge of the cliff looking at the center of the island.

The traces of the base camp belonging to Revornor were very obvious, and at the same time, they also found the retreating Revorno flat archery troops.

Although there is a cliff separation, it is still a long mountain road to reach the camp below.

However, the demons have their own weapons - puppets.

Under the urging of the evil forces of the demon lords belonging to each one, a large number of corpse puppets fell directly from the cliff one after another, reducing the distance in the simplest and rude way, and directly and quickly arrived at the base camp.

The bow and arrow department that retreated to the base camp, when resisting the beach battle, had already run out of arrows, abandoned their bows one after another, and under Zack's order, drew their weapons, and the archers immediately became melee infantry.

The puppets that fell from a high altitude, although they had tenacious vitality, only half of the complete puppets that arrived at the camp were as many as possible, and they staggered towards the camp's Revorno, seemingly without the slightest attack power.

"Patriarch, is this what the human said of a dead corpse?"

Beside Zack, a slightly nervous Revornor asked.

Hearing this, Zack, who also drew his weapon and was waiting for battle, looked at a group of slow-moving corpses for a while, and nodded: "It should be it, cheer up, they are not easy to deal with!" ”

At this moment, on the cliff, a holy envoy armed with a bow and arrow, at Stark's signal, tied a bag of wild boar urine filled with blood to the arrow and shot it towards the puppet......

The arrows carried the weight of the blood bags, and after reaching the height above the golems' heads, they smashed straight towards them, and the gravity also caused the blood bags that were not firmly tied to spread out directly in midair.

Suddenly, a rain of blood scattered on the corpse puppet, and after being stimulated by the blood, the corpses suddenly seemed to have changed, mutated and manic, and their speed also increased a notch.

In the face of the sudden change in the painting style of the dead corpses, the dozens of Revorno in the base camp naturally felt disgusted and frightened by this evil monster, and the hand holding the weapon trembled unconsciously, and even the body that was confident and firm before began to shake, and the footsteps subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Cheer me up, as long as we survive this wave, we can win!"

Taking a deep breath, Zach was so nervous that he unconsciously clenched the knife in his hand, and the only hope in his heart was the ambush troops led by Jue.

With the patriarch's firm promise, the uneasiness in the hearts of all Revorno present gradually disappeared, and they were willing to believe that this patriarch would definitely lead them to victory!

It must be a success!

Zach didn't squint, and prayed silently in his heart, he stabilized his body and kept his composure, thinking that even the patriarch showed fear, and the group of clansmen behind him had no hope.

They are the most dangerous decoy characters, and as long as they persist until they lure most of the demons into this hollow base camp, they will be considered to have completed their mission.

Dozens of corpses roared, fangs and claws running towards Revorno in the camp.

"Set fire!"

Zack, who had already been prepared, ordered his people to set fire to the dry wood in the ditch, which had already been stained with a lot of grease in the ditch, and in an instant a wall of fire separated the dead corpses from them.

But the dead body was unconscious, let alone painless, and still threw itself forward in the face of the wall of fire.

All the corpses that passed through the wall of fire became moving pillars of fire, and when they pounced in front of Revorno, they were either burned to the ground with only black coal, or they were cut in half by the broadswords of the Revoror bloodline, and the brains that controlled them were smashed to pieces, and they could no longer move.

This small group of dead corpses in front of the prepared Revornor was like a warm-up exercise for Revornor before the battle, although it looked bluffing, but in fact it was not much of a threat.

At the same time, the demon army was rushing along the cliff road to the base camp while the Revornor blood clan was dealing with the dead corpses.

It was followed by the demon wolf team led by the two holy envoys, and the remaining eight holy envoys also rode the demon wolves, leading the remaining eleven demon wolves who were idle to go forward first.

And the Holy King Stark stood on the cliff with the wolf, leading a small number of demon guards, stationed in place, watching the situation in the base camp, looking at the dead bodies that were wiped out one by one, he didn't even blink his eyelids.

This kind of weapon that can only be won by numbers, he doesn't expect to achieve any effect in island warfare, it's just a pawn to delay time.

And on the side of the base camp, when he saw a large number of demon armies surrounding, he also decisively gave up resistance and continued to retreat to the rear.

When the demons saw the enemy fleeing in a hurry, they naturally took advantage of the victory to pursue and stepped up the speed of chasing Revono to flee the enemy.

When they passed through one empty camp tent after another, in an inadvertent, inconspicuous camp tent, a black shadow emerged, completely hidden in the figure of a large number of demons, and even the demon wolf team did not notice the abnormality.

The small part of the Revornor infantry team that was being chased quickly forced the demon army to retreat to the edge of the sea cliff, and a few steps back, it was to fall into the cold deep sea where there were no bones.

At this time, the two holy envoys recognized Zach in the team, and came to the front from the black and oppressive clansmen, trying to persuade him to surrender, after all, their real purpose was only the holy weapon.

"You're that cunning Zach, aren't you?" The gloomy voice of the Second Holy Envoy came from the shadows under the wide hat, "As long as you sincerely hand over the holy weapon, our Holy Clan, that is, the Great Holy War Messenger, will not care about your stupidity, and can even spare your merciful life with great mercy!" ”

Zack held his weapon in his hand and stared at the demon troops who kept coming forward.

His current appearance at the moment was like a wilted cockfight in front of the two holy envoys, and the fear in his eyes became stronger because of the strong strength of his own clan, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he had no power to fight back.

After observing for a while, Zach withdrew his gaze from looking around and looked at the second holy envoy who spoke: "It's very easy for me to hand over the holy weapon!" Let your Holy King come and talk to me! I don't believe you! ”

The Second Saint made the stinging gaze well hidden under the hat, although he was angry at Zack's words, but the wisdom of the Holy King was naturally undeniable.

He immediately opened his mouth and spoke to one of the demon guards beside him: "Go and inform the Holy King, Zack of Revorno has been forced back to the edge of the sea cliff by us!" ”

The demon guard received the order, and immediately led a few of his fellow clans towards the direction of the Saint King in the rear, and while the team moved, the suspicious demon clan who had infiltrated the team once again took advantage of the chaos to join the team.

While the Second Holy Envoy and Zack were confronting each other, the communication team had already arrived at the cliff and approached the Holy King Stark.

Just as the demon guard appointed by the Second Holy Envoy was about to speak, a pawn with no sense of existence suddenly spoke first: "Lord Saint King, Zack of the Revornor Clan has been found on the sea cliff ahead. ”

As soon as he heard the name Zack, Stark's inner anger couldn't be hidden, this guy had already coaxed him twice, this time the island battle was over, he must skin Zack and cramp, so that his life is worse than death!

"Say, why don't the two holy envoys do it yet!"

Stark didn't care about the interjecting pawn at all, and his anger focused all his attention on Zack.

The pawn bowed his head obediently, passed through several clansmen in front of him, and stood directly beside Stark, and was about to speak when he was glared at by the huge cloudy wolf eyes of the head wolf.

Frightened, he hurriedly took a few steps back, and even his voice trembled: "Back to the Holy King's words, Zach proposed to negotiate with the Holy Weapon, and asked that it must be you, but he didn't listen to the words of the Second Holy Envoy!" ”

"Really?"

Stark's cloudy eyes hidden under his hat looked at the sea cliffs in the distance, and the black oppressive force of his own forces forced the little Levourno back on the sea cliffs, as if their Revorno's general trend had gone.

It doesn't matter, just play with Zach again, forgive him for not being able to play any tricks!

After a long silence, Stark was about to ride on the back of the wolf and go to meet the cunning Zack for a while, but was stopped by the pawn's "Lord Saint King".

He turned around impatiently: "What's the matter?" ”

But in the next second, an abrupt firelight was reflected in the cloudy white eyes......