"What is this? The smell of new trees, the smell of young grass, the wind of late spring, and the smell of seawater. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Sounds Novel ww is too clean, and the smell of being too clean is always so uncomfortable. A voice spoke in a low voice in the woods, and the darkness of the trees gradually brightened, and a fire gradually spread in the darkness. Wherever it passed, trees burned and blades of grass turned to ashes. Then a dark shadow emerged from the firelight, and a rough hand pressed against the trunk of a tree, and it was covered with thick hair, not like a hand at all, but like a claw.

The claws of the beast.

From time to time, sparks float up from the hair, and after leaving this hand, they fall around. When it falls, the spark will glow and eventually turn into a flame. When many flames are next to each other, a flame is formed, and the surrounding trees and grass and blades also burn.

In the firelight, an orc looked at the ruins of the city in the distance, and a low voice came out of his mouth: "Clean things should not exist, blood and fire are our breeding grounds." Destroy, burn, tear, destroy. My army, my minions, kill all the humans! ”

More monsters surged past the orcs, merging into the black tide of the wilderness, converging in the direction of the city's ruins.

The people in the ruins are fighting to the death.

Orlando had to use the complex environment of the ruins to maximize the impact of the Flame Knights' group charge, and this steel cavalry had to slow down in the ruins, and because of the terrain, it was diverted from the previous dense formation, but even if a flame war knife was disassembled into a dagger, the dagger was still a dagger, and the dagger was still much sharper than any shovel or hammer. What's more, it is the ruthless killing machines who hold these daggers, and the common people who hold the shovels.

In comparison, it is not surprising that humanity is almost being slaughtered.

But Orlando couldn't accept it.

So he was almost desperate, acting as a warrior to kill the enemy, and at the same time having to direct people to fight and walk.

He didn't know how long he would last, but now, he could hold on as long as he could.

Orlando let out a long roar, and the iron spear was like a rainbow in his hand. He dragged his spear and struck, and the gun was as powerful as thunder, and a single shot provoked the three Flame Knights through the chest. When he lifted his foot again, he kicked the body out. He fell to the ground, his heart beating wildly, and then he gradually calmed down, but he was panting. There is no gap for rest, from the moment the battle starts, the gun is shot again, the source power is consumed at a terrible degree, and he has not yet stepped into the threshold of level 30, so naturally he cannot draw source power from the void to replenish.

This is very deadly, and Orlando's source power has been consumed seven or eight times out of ten. Now, even if he uses the remaining source power to escape, he doesn't know if he can escape.

Of course, he didn't plan to escape.

If he escapes, the rest of the people will die faster.

Several Flame Knights burst out of an alleyway on the left, and Orlando took a breath and rolled to the ground. The iron spear swept against the ground in his hand, swept over the horse's legs, and suddenly the sound of bones breaking sounded. Several of the horses broke their front hooves, rolled and fell to the ground along with the knights on their horses. Orlando bounced off the ground and stabbed the Flame Knights to death. As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard someone shout "Be careful", and a knight came from behind, raised his spear and stabbed Orlando in the back.

Someone jumped from an abandoned building on the right, pounced on the knight and knocked him off his horse. The knight threw his fist into the air, then raised his spear and threw it. The spear nailed him to the wall, bleeding profusely.

Orlando roared, and the spear stabbed wildly, piercing through the knight's chest. When he pulled it out again, instead of blood, a magma-like liquid erupted from his chest, and the knight staggered to the ground.

Someone ran nearby, some of them were city dwellers, some were soldiers, but their faces were black and red, black was mud, and red was blood.

"My lord, no, we're surrounded."

Orlando held his gun to the ground and asked, "How many more?" ”

"That's all, sir."

Orlando glanced at it, and his heart felt extremely heavy. There are only three or four hundred people here. As for the soldiers, there were even less, two thousand soldiers, and now there were only about thirty of them. Orlando took a breath, the pain of the many wounds on his body, he straightened up and said, "Guys, we can't walk anymore." We will all die here today, and I am honored to be able to fight to the end with you brave people! ”

"So are we, my lord." A blacksmith raised his hammer and shouted: "Let's fight to the end!" ”

"Fight to the end!"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and bands of Flame Knights galloped through the surrounding alleys, blocking all retreats. Then came the flapping of wings, and countless fire boys filled the sky. Finally, on the various buildings in the ruins, you can see the figure of the Fire Horn Demon.

Orlando: There's no way to escape.

"Kill!" Orlando roared, spear out like a dragon, and swept towards a group of Flame Knights.

The sound of killing behind him shook the sky.

The Flame Knight began to charge, the Fire Child rained down fireballs, and the Fire Horn Demon pounced down from the various buildings.

Death is coming.

But at this moment, the Flame Knight in front of Orlando suddenly staggered, and then a hideous heavy sword swept out of the chest of the knight in front, cutting the knight in two. Behind the fallen knight was a man standing on a chariot. His whole body was covered in a thorny armor, a cloak burned behind him, and the heavy sword in his hand was stained with the knight's "blood".

Suddenly, the ground behind him arched, and someone came out of the ground and flew straight into the air. Sparks continued to fall in mid-air, and the fireballs thrown by those fire boys were driven by a force field and flew upside down into the sky, and a moment later the sky exploded one after another, and the continuous fireballs turned the sky into a sea of fire.

From the gap in the ground that had been broken, the horn of fire kept coming out. People were taken aback, thinking that a new enemy had joined. But these same crooked-horned, man-armed creatures confronted their own kind, scuffling with the beasts that had fallen from the building.

Orlando couldn't help but be stunned, even he couldn't tell what was happening in front of him.

Then he heard a voice behind him say, "Leave it to us here, you go quickly." ”

So said the man standing on the chariot.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Shiron, and I am on the orders of His Highness Allen to protect his realm and people."

"Ai... Allan? Orlando almost thought he had misheard.

"Get out of here."

Despite the strange situation, Orlando also knew that this place was not suitable for long, and immediately beckoned the rest of the people to leave with him.

At this moment, from the other side of the city, a roar came from the direction of the wilderness. The roar was filled with anger, and then Orlando faintly heard someone shouting, "You traitors! ”