"Xiuma, even without you, order will not collapse!"

Theresia continued to shout, as if she was stimulated by something and was desperately venting: "You can't take away all the souls of knights! You will no longer be the god of knights, I will be! I will not let devout believers be persecuted by you like this!"

"You...... Why did you do this to Numan-el——!?

She cried a little after shouting, and the colorful light scattered in the air echoed Xiuma's sigh.

Numan El's slash scorched a large hole in his heart, and he staggered back two steps and fell to his knees with a bang. The sword in his hand, which was supposed to be an artifact, fell to the ground, and his head, still wearing a helmet, fell down, as if he was performing the most solemn courtesy to Theresia.

At the moment of death, Numan El was still controlling herself to salute Theresia, and it was no wonder that Theresia was almost out of control after reacting.

Memories related to this Benuin legend rushed through Richie's mind, and he tried to suppress the mind immersed in it, and shouted loudly: "Shuma, if you don't want Numan's sacrifice to be in vain, hurry up and suppress the breath of the old Benuin god!"

The iridescent light twisted and shimmered, converging into a thin mist that covered the rising scarlet aura on the stone pillars.

Li Qi beckoned Catherine and the rest of his men again: "Prepare for battle——!"

Then he shouted to the people behind Theresia, "Why are you still stunned? Are you here to be a backdrop!?"

The men froze and looked at Theresia with her sword and her body trembling.

Theresia calmed down a little, and she shouted at Li Qi in anger, "It's as you wished, isn't it? Just like everything before! You and your goddess, and everyone else, have their own little calculations, gnawing at the foundations of the world like rats, never thinking about the big picture! I've been patient with you long enough!"

Li Qi was also angry at this time, and yelled back unceremoniously: "Who does your overall situation include? There are no Benuin people, right? There are no people like us who want the world to become better, right? Since there is no one in such a big picture, why should you ask everyone to sacrifice for the overall situation of this bullshit!?"

"Wake up, Theresia, Numan El was forced to death by you! Even if you give in a little bit and promise to settle this matter as soon as possible, you won't come to this point! The order you stick to, the overall situation you take care of, if even a loyal person like Numan El can't tolerate it, then what kind of order and what the overall situation, what the hell is in it!?"

"Good scolding——!"

Xiaohong praised in her heart: "It's really happy, I feel a bad breath, and now you can die with dignity." ”

Sure enough, Theresia's face instantly turned snow-white, and her gaze at Li Qi was as sharp as substance, the golden wings of light stretched out from behind her, and the sword of loyalty and the shield of protection in her hand also ignited flames.

She let out a roar like a god's voice: "You...... How dare you scold me!?"

Li Qi exclaimed in surprise at this time, "Numan El!?"

It's not that he deliberately changed the subject, but that Numan El had moved, and he didn't die!?

Nouma El rose again, her body trembling and her movements stiff.

His armor made a clicking sound, and even a sonorous explosion, and if you looked closely, it turned out that his body was rapidly expanding, and it was forcibly breaking the armor.

Shuma suddenly said, "I have suppressed the old gods, so that their aura does not spread, and I cannot invade the other Benuins. But the blood of Noum El is connected to them, and the old gods will reside in his body, reappearing in his body one by one. ”

His tone was a little eager: "The soul of Numael is still there, and I can use this body as a chopping board through him to recreate the old gods one by one." As long as these old gods are killed, their hidden power in the blood of the Bennuin will be greatly weakened, and it will be impossible to gather and regenerate. ”

"It's up to you, Your Majesty Theresia, and Your Majesty Crimson, to kill the Old Gods once and for all with your divine punishment!"

Li Qi and Xiaohong's hearts trembled at the same time, and seeing that the golden light on Theresia's wings also flickered, she knew that her heart was also unusually vibrating.

Nine ......

Not only did Numan El have to give his life, but he also had to hook the old gods with his soul and be killed nine more times!

"Your Majesty......"

An old voice sounded behind him, and Litch could tell that it was the Minister of Magic of the Empire, and that Theresia's magic was Medi.

"Now, this can only be done, and completely destroying the old gods of Benuin can be regarded as reducing a variable in the era change. ”

Theresia's breathing became rough, she took a few breaths and nodded: "Yes, it can only be like this, I have been like this step by step, there is no better choice." ”

Medi continued: "The magician observed a large number of people approaching more than ten kilometers to the east, looking at the costumes and movements, it should be the Benun Church that believes in the old gods, they may know about the movement here and want to help the gods. ”

Baudouin said, "Leave it to us......"

Li Qi also hurriedly said: "A large number of people? We are better at dealing with this." ”

He instructed Kramer: "Get everyone ready to fight!"

Baudouin snorted coldly: "Just you people, don't get in the way, you're already helping......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was glared back by Catherine.

"Now is not the time to be presumptuous", Theresia also came to her senses, "We must unite as one, all the legends, and Richie, stay here and prepare to fight, and the others go to deal with those Old Gods believers." ”

The teams on both sides led the way, and by this time Numanel's armor had cracked, and his body was covered in black and red slime, which had risen to the height of two or three people.

I vaguely heard the voice of Numan El: "Your Majesty...... I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

The yellow sand rushed towards Numanel's body like an upside-down tide, condensing into stone slabs like dry earth, and a pair of huge stone hammers in his hands.

His voice became gruff and inhuman: "Pachama...... Rebirth, the world ...... Belong...... Benouin ......"

Richie left Catherine and the fairy dragon Sajani behind, Kramer led the commando team to stop the Old Gods believers, Karin hugged Retana and led the Benuin warriors to retreat outside the valley, once they were impregnated by the breath of the Old Gods they were helpless.

Shajani shouted: "This is the god of the earth of Benunin!

Theresia raised her sword and shield, and although her body had not changed, the golden flames that burned like giants struck at the giant hammer that Pachama had swung.

From time to time, the valley spits out high pillars of dust, and even at night, the mixed golden fragments make the dust pillars incomparable.

The two streams of people rushed to the east, and looking at their unfolded formation, they were not only distinct, but also wary of each other.

Theresia's Hand of Order, whose members come from the Church of the Three Northern Kingdoms of Kham, has heard that the Rich-Prell Legion broke through the flank of the 100,000-strong army with less than a legion in the Battle of Lion King City and captured Lion King City, but no one present has witnessed it. They are all heroes at the pinnacle, so naturally they don't take these people seriously.

"The armor is so tight that it is covered from beginning to end, and it is a coward who helps hide in the shell of a turtle and sneak attack with a long-range weapon!"

"When we get into a fight, these guys are just going to make trouble, right? Why don't you clean them up first?"

"You dared to lash out at us just now, for the sake of Her Majesty Catherine, you don't have to pursue it, here, the fight is a mess, who knows what happened?"

The whisper was passed through the ranks of the Hand of Order, and then stopped by the captain: "Her Majesty the Empress did not speak, whoever does it without permission is disloyal! Don't forget the iron law of our Hand of Order!"

After suppressing his subordinates, the captain explained to the people next to him: "Beware of the people who are watching out for Prell, if they have the slightest sign of misdeeds, even if it is just a magic guide gun bullet that hits us, whether intentionally or not, it is a provocation to the hand of our order, and when the time comes, just clean up all these people, and don't kill anyone." ”

There were about a hundred people on each side of the team, running to a stretch of sand and mountains, and by relying on the dark vision, they could already see the sand and dust flying on the horizon ahead, which was the movement of at least a thousand people approaching rapidly, and it seemed that they were all riding magical beasts that could move freely in the desert.

The terrain here is very suitable for blocking, and the movement on both sides is different.

The paladins and clerics of the Hand of Order each checked their weapons, armor, and potions, and lined up a hundred meters of frontage on the sand mountain.

What special potion did the Fei Gong's commandos use to condense the yellow sand into rocks. Relying on the temporary positions made of these rocks, they spread out a frontage of several hundred meters in twos and threes, and there were three four-legged magic guide vehicles behind them.

A warrior with his helmet and armor open, revealing copper-skinned skin, approached the captain of the Hand of Order: "How close are you going to attack the enemy?"

Although there was some conflict between the empress and Prell before, after all, they didn't really turn their faces, but now that the two sides are together, they do need some coordination, the captain suppressed the discomfort caused by the other party's skin color, and said coldly: "Attack in three hundred meters!"

The Fei Gong officer, who was obviously born as a demon warrior, said: "Okay, all the enemies within three hundred meters will be handed over to you, one thousand ...... No, the enemy after eight hundred meters is handed over to us. ”

"Eight hundred meters...... It's okay", the captain finally couldn't help but laugh and said, "Those enemies who hide behind and sneak attack with long-range weapons will all be handed over to you." ”

"Probably not too much ......"

The other party didn't seem to hear the sarcasm at all: "Those enemies who break through the line of fire are still a bit of a threat to us, and we will not be able to focus on the battlefield ahead." ”

The captain's laughter was about to get louder, and the other party looked up again and said: "Of course, we should all pick up those guys and blow up the leftovers, hoping that the enemy still has enough courage, strength and numbers to rush to within eight hundred meters." ”

The captain's laughter stopped abruptly, his head buzzed, the air currents swirled, and several gray shadows could be vaguely seen passing through the night, flying in the direction of the dust and dust.

The captain was stunned: "That's ......"

"Sardines, airplanes", the other party was also stunned: "You don't know?"

The captain coughed and said, "Must know?"

The other party sighed: "It doesn't matter, anyway, we'll know later." ”

After a while, the sea of sand in front of them rumbled and vibrate, and clusters of blue light flickered, and pillars of sand soared into the sky, as if ten legends were bombarding the enemy.

The men of the Hand of Order stared blankly at the movement ahead, and these northerners, who had been in the barracks all day long receiving secret training, suddenly felt that the battle in front of them might not be what they imagined.

What happened next confirmed their feelings, and when the enemy army, which had been weakened by at least half of them, rushed to two or three kilometers, the two magic cannon carriages lit up with orange light, and a large fireball flew into the air, blooming in the crowd of enemy troops riding sand camels and other magical beasts.

After entering two kilometers, the automatic fire rifles and sniper rifles of the Fei Communist commando opened fire, and more than 100 ballistics were densely woven in the night, accurately shooting down one enemy after another.

The sardines in the sky had not stopped, and after they had dropped their bombs, they continued to strafe, tearing apart the dense formation of the enemy. A kilometer or two below the sand mountain, magic and bullets in the two dimensions erupted like unquenchable flames, and large swaths of sand churned like boiling pots.

Seeing that the enemy was caught in that cauldron, and that there was no way to advance or retreat in it, the officers and soldiers of the hand of order were dumbfounded.

There were still a few streaks of smoke and dust crawling out of the death sand pot, and they rushed towards the sand mountain with perseverance.

Confirming that the other party was within 300 meters, the captain raised his sword and shouted: "Fight ——!"

At this time, his voice was not high-spirited at all, and even full of grievances.

More than a hundred heroic peak paladins and priests shouted weakly: "Loyalty is my life, order is my soul", and rushed towards those poor guys.