"Stepping on ......"

On the Shadow Island, Filin walked anxiously to a heavily guarded attic, and behind him, Galen and Gavin, who were supposed to be scolding Fang Xuan on the battlefield, were also anxious.

"Bang dang!"

The door was pushed open, and Zhao Xin was slightly weakly lying on it, with obvious traces of wound treatment on his body, and the pale Soraka sitting on the side showed how serious the injury Zhao Xin had not long ago was.

"How's it going?"

Fei Lin looked at Zhao Xin on the bed, he raised his finger a little weakly and pointed to his throat, in the battle with several angels of the same level, the burning power of the holy light made Zhao Xin temporarily lose his voice, of course, if it weren't for Zhao Xin's strength being better than those angels, and there was also the ultra-long-distance teleportation scroll that Fei Lin prepared for many heroes, maybe Zhao Xin really fell on the battlefield.

Even so, he came back with a wound.

"The serious injuries are basically the same, and as long as you rest for a few more days, with the potions prepared by Sinjid, you will be able to recover quickly. ”

Soraka, who was sitting on the side, slowly stood up, and the elf maid on the side hurriedly hugged her, treating Zhao Xin's injuries consumed too much of her blood, but fortunately, there was a [Fanatic Armor] on her body, although it did not trigger the most important fanatic effect, but the most basic blood recovery still made her face slowly improve.

By the time Filin has saved up enough money for the next piece of [Berserker Armor], Soraka will be able to become a real mobile blood bank, and for now, she's just a fragile doctor.

"That's good, that's good. ”

Filin and Galen breathed a sigh of relief, you know, when Zhao Xin was carried back covered in blood, Lux was almost crying, it was really only half a breath left.

The soldiers who fled from the battlefield showed Filin what had happened.

A total of three demigod-level angels, plus three legendary-level angels, laid a six-manged holy light killing magic array on the battlefield, and directly bombarded Zhao Xin with the most violent holy light energy for several minutes.

Not only Zhao Xin on the battlefield at the western end, but on the third-line battlefield, nearly twenty angels appeared at the same time, and the demigod level was more than ten, and the almost defenseless coalition forces were all caught off guard, and there were two demigod-level powerhouses who were besieged and fell, and there were many legendary levels.

At this time, Fei Lin and the others no longer have time to find out where these angels came from, after all, it is just some hole cards in the back hand of the Holy See of Light.

The most important thing now is how to deal with these angels, after this counterattack, the coalition seems to have some signs of instability, and the two forces that have lost their demigod powerhouses have even retreated.

At this time, only a hearty victory can reunite people's hearts.

Si Weiyin understands a little better than anyone else, so at this time, [League of Legends] no longer continues to hide its strength, and all the dragon knights, legends, demigod heroes who can be mobilized, and even the most hole card, the god-level ancient mage, Ruiz, has finally stepped on the battlefield.

In an instant, the situation of complete crushing reappeared on the battlefield at the western end.

The dragon knights in the legion melee are completely the most powerful troops in this world, and in the absence of the Knights of the Cathar of the Holy See, the western battlefield cannot resist the ravages of the dragoons at all, and it seems that they know the news of Ruiz's appearance on the battlefield, and the angels of the Holy See who suddenly appeared did not appear on this side of the battlefield, but let those heroes vent their anger at Zhao Xin's injury on the battlefield.

Until, the western front was pushed to a place only two hundred miles away from the Holy Mountain, and the army of the Holy See had no way to retreat, because behind them was the Holy Mountain.

In this case, the Holy See seemed to have no choice but to withdraw all the high-end combat forces on the other two battlefields, abandon the battlefields on those two sides, and go all out to defend the battle under the Holy Mountain.

The Knights of the Cathar, the Divine Magic Regiment, the Inquisition, half of the priests and priests on the Holy Mountain, and the Knights of Light, were stationed on a plain two hundred miles west of the Holy Mountain, and all the teams were arranged in an orderly manner, drawing a huge light circle on the plain, and at every node on the circle, there was a light angel with wings, and in the most central position, the Light Pope in a red magic robe was impressively listed.

Everyone, on alert, waited for those opponents, the greatest challenge of the Holy See in the past thousand years.

"Boom ......"

The sound of the ground trembling, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's roar, slowly approached the battlefield.

A group of dragon knights, under the leadership of Gavin IV and Sivana, first appeared in the sight of these people in the Holy Mountain, at this time, neither side brought too many ordinary troops, because it was clear that those cannon fodder had no role at this time, it was better to be free and easy, gather all the elite forces together, and win or lose.

After the Dragoons, the mage team of the Mage Guild, the Dark Sanctuary of the Dark Temple, the Necromancer, the Dark Knights, the High Knights of the Harran Empire, the Flanking Killers, and the Shadow Assassins......

The last thing that appeared, of course, was Fei Lin and his heroes, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the same person - of course, this person was not Fei Lin, but Fei Lin, the rune mage, Ruiz.

“...... Forget it, I'm used to it too. ”

Silently complained in his heart, Fei Lin actually wished that others would not pay attention to him, although Fei Lin already had a sense of breaking through the legend during this time, but standing behind the god-level Ruiz was still more secure.

"O ancient mage, a god who walks in the world. ”

In the center of the formation, the figure of the Bright Pope slowly rose, and under the infusion of mana, his voice could be heard on the entire battlefield.

"This senseless war, it's time to end it. ”

"We are willing to acknowledge your identity as a deity in this world, and there will also be an image of your god in the temple above the holy mountain, and your will will be our will. ”

"For the sake of the people of this continent, stop this war!"

Surprisingly, the Pope actually said such words that seemed to be soft, not only on the side of the coalition forces, but also on the side of the Holy See, there was a trace of panic, and it seemed that those people did not know why the Pope would say such a rebellious thing.

That's right, in the thousands of years of history of the Holy Mountain, there has never been a single god statue that does not belong to the Bright God line, and it has never been soft on anyone.

However, this particular "first time" does not seem to have had any effect.

"I refuse. ”

Ruiz's voice resounded throughout the battlefield as well.

"I don't have any interest in the Holy See's throne. ”

"All we want is to overthrow the Holy Mountain. ”