As the enemy retreated, the army finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Austin was organizing his ranks in front, but he did not dare to stop, and continued to advance while hurriedly clearing the battlefield.

At this time, the rear area is estimated to have been completely destroyed, and there is no way to send the wounded and corpses back, and the lightly wounded are behind the hall, and the seriously wounded and corpses are left directly in place, and they have been able to estimate their fate, but they have not spoken, and their faces have not been nervous and panicked at the beginning, and they help each other to treat their wounds simply, pulling through the corpses of their companions and scattered boulders as cover.

There was already enough ammunition left in the same place, and each person had a Red Cloud 4 high-explosive grenade, and when the time came, if the rebels who attacked the headquarters chased after them, they would be the first line of defense.

A line of defense to the death.

After going deeper for about twenty minutes, with Austin's eyesight, he could already see the eyebrows and eyes of the huge stone carving, which was similar to the stone sculpture in Greenland Town, but in addition to the two faces of mercy and anger, there was also a majestic and solemn face, the face was blurred, and he looked fixedly in the direction of the army's attack, although he couldn't see any expression, but the solemnity revealed in his eyes was lifelike.

Not only that, but the stone statue also had two more arms, turning into a six-armed evil god, and the two arms were not holding anything, but a blood-colored light was revealed, and a thick black mist emerged from the red light.

The lower body of the stone statue is not a human leg, but a lion's claw, a pair of small wings at the ribs, and a huge snake tail coiled up behind it, which looks extremely incongruous, like a patchwork of several different animals, and even the proportions of each part cannot be completely aligned, but it makes people feel that this body should be like this.

"It's really an evil god......" Austin muttered in a low voice.

Rhine didn't know when he came to his side, and instead of following his priest team, he waved a golden light in his hand, and the surrounding warriors felt that the fatigue on their bodies had subsided a lot, and their bodies suddenly lifted up.

Austin's source power emanated, forming a blood qi that isolated the brilliance. "If you stimulate their adrenaline like this, I'm afraid they will go through a long recovery period after this battle. ”

"Healing and shelter are always reserved for the most critical moments, aren't they?" Rhine shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and a childlike smile really appeared on his seemingly young face, "This is indeed a great evil, and he will be destroyed under the light! God allows the shadow to exist, but the shadow must not override the light!"

Austin stopped running and took a breath, calmly determined the location of Locke and Yalinda, and saw that the other two sixth-order powerhouses led their fifth-order followers to follow those two, and they really put on a posture of obeying orders.

"This is not an easy battle, and you and your chaplaincy will probably experience a lot of losses. Are those two really obedient?"

"Of course obedient, do you know why they completely delegated power to a few of you so-called ad hoc committees?"

"You can guess it, aren't they just afraid of taking responsibility? They don't have confidence in the situation here?"

Rhine let out a silent laugh, and his tone was a little mocking: "Asking for help is just a gesture, if it weren't for the above sending you and me, I'm afraid they would all be ready to evacuate." I don't know what von Lantrin thinks, he really sent you over to clean up this mess. ”

Austin understood that although he was a close confidant of von Lantlin, the sixth-order selector was still different from his own secret authority, and the churches and temples everywhere had their own independent contact information with the headquarters, and Rhine probably knew much more than himself.

Without asking any more questions, Austin scolded his mother, looking at the soldiers around him who were advancing under the leadership of their respective captains, and he didn't know how many people would survive this battle.

What followed was a tough battle, I thought it was a positional battle, but I didn't expect that the other party had no bunkers and walls at all, and even the rebels gathered under the stone carvings of the evil god didn't even have a camp, so they lay on the ground like a beast, and there were wisps of black mist in the seven orifices, and they slowly straightened up when they saw the arrival of the army, and their bloodshot eyes were only left with the desire to kill.

"They...... It's not a human anymore. ”

With a sigh from Rhine, Yalinda relied on the source power to let out a shout that resounded through the heavens and the earth: "Attack!"

As soon as the words fell, the loaded shotguns roared in unison, and then several flame meteors fell from the sky, and several orange figures stepped on a fire dragon from behind and went straight to the stone statue, as if the oracle of the Heavenly Patrol brought the wrath of the Father.

They were greeted by several black figures, dressed in civilian clothes, but the black mist around them was so thick that they almost soaked their clothes in ink. These were all fifth-order warriors, and the combined collision of several people neutralized the fire dragon, and Fu Kun seized the opportunity for a moment to twist the neck of one of them, but the other few people flew out upside down, and the corners of their mouths were oozing blood, and they still looked at Fu Kun with fierce eyes.

On the other side, the black mist suddenly spun wildly as if it was stimulated, and the air fluctuated, and Horog and the others showed their form in the void, but he was only tempting, drawing a semicircle with his hands, and the air flow formed a hurricane and the black fog made a piercing friction, and several fifth-order warriors who were rapidly approaching were also forced to stop.

The cause of the wind is the realm of Horog, even if the fifth-order rebels have the bonus of black mist and the assistance of spells, they will not dare to act rashly for a while.

Austin was watching the situation in the crowd, and the wind and fire barriers around Davix opened up a safe environment for the two of them. It's no wonder that the two sixth-order candidates were so strong at the beginning that they were seriously injured, and now there are eleven fifth-order rebels who have appeared, and I don't know how many there are in the rest of the place, and the two people who were besieged by the fifth order at the beginning of the incident don't know how many fifth-order sieges were seriously injured, no wonder they have the heart to retreat.

However, ordinary soldiers did not have the right to choose to give up or attack, they could only pull the trigger again and again, swing their heavy swords again and again, and draw their spears that pierced the enemy's body again and again.

After the battle, onlookers could hear an unbearable noise, like crows and vultures now circling in the cold wind, and the smell of the corpses attracted them, like the most tempting wine, and made them continue to fly even in such a harsh environment.

And the people on the battlefield can really only hear the sound of the weapons in their hands, or rubbing, or roaring, and gradually take on the rhythm of the machine, cold and bloody, the exhaled heat and steaming sweat directly melt to see the flying snowflakes, drops of crystal water smashed on the ground, and the next moment they were trampled under the feet of shoes stained with blood and mud.

There was once a world-famous painter who painted a painting called "The War of the Peoples" in a realistic style, but this painter who has never been to the battlefield can never depict the desolation that penetrates into his bones, and the battlefield is always accompanied by poignant laments.

None of this matters to the high-ranking fighters and the Selectors, in a world where the low-ranking fighters are just numbers that don't matter, and they fight hard just to give themselves a better chance of victory. Before exhaustion, the high-level adepts are the masters of war.

The fighters in one part of the operations department had scattered around Austin, and the occasional figure of Quirav and the flaming bear could be seen flashing. At the same time, Locke didn't know where he went, but Yalinda quickly approached Austin and said, "We're trapped here, and I've left source force marks on the bodies of the seriously wounded people in the back, and now I can't feel it, which means they're dead." ”

It was supposed to be sad, but Yalinda's tone didn't fluctuate when she spoke, and the hand covered with black source power pressed against her shoulder, where there was a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, and the bleeding had now stopped.

Austin struggled to get rid of the clutter in his head, saying, "That is, in half an hour, we are going to be caught in two directions, so we have basically no hope of victory." ”