Distant fortress, the fifteenth day of the siege of the Legion of the Dead.

As the scorching sun shone for a long time, Alec's vision gradually blurred, and his ears seemed to be haunted all the time, hoarse shouts of killing, screams, bows and arrows flying, weapons breaking the wind, explosions......

A black shadow flashed in front of him again, and he unresponsively swung his sledgehammer only to make the attacker take two steps back, and he was completely unresponsive to the long sword that was slashing at his chest, already exhausted to the limit.

Suddenly, a dazzling warm white light erupted around him, and the body that was illuminated was like a dead tree in spring, and out of nowhere, a little bit of strength was born, and at the same time, the group of undead who had surged in had fallen down with wailing.

Unlike his rejuvenated body, Alec's spirit did not lift in the slightest, nor did he shout and wield a war hammer to continue fighting, but turned around and ran towards the stairs, knowing that it would not be long before he would fall into a weaker state again, and the Holy Light was only forcibly stimulating his potential, but it could not create something out of nothing.

What's more, whenever the Song of Thunder in the city joins the battle, two female demons will also appear on the opposite side, and although they are very happy, the soldiers around them often suffer heavy casualties.

Escaping from the walls, he had time to turn his head and lay his eyes on the paladin, who was as dazzling as the sun, and sure enough, he found that there was already a continuous burst of black and white energy, and with the dull sound of explosions, broken and mutilated corpses were constantly thrown into the city.

Regardless of the outcome there, Alec casually threw down the almost deformed sledgehammer, and fell directly to the ground, leaning his back against the cold city wall, he made a comfortable ****, and the stinky blood stains sitting under his ass had no effect on him.

Taking off his helmet and looking at his black-purple hands, which had not been washed for a long time, Alec almost instantly fell into a hazy light sleep, and the dream of no killing and monsters almost became his sustenance compared to the cruel reality.

On the fourth floor of the fortress, Princess Miranda, whose face was as frosty, was quietly watching the battle below.

The situation is getting worse and worse, although the Phyllis Kenyon Kingdom has sent a small number of elites and a large number of supplies, but in the face of this kind of continuous terrorist offensive day and night, even if Miranda is now a well-deserved god of war in Calest, he can't help but sigh.

Such an army is truly invincible in the world!

If it weren't for the fact that the distant fortress is the ultimate defense line that the Fairmont Kingdom has continuously strengthened over the centuries, if it weren't for the hundreds of thousands of elite veterans of long-term battles in the city, if it weren't for the war materials delivered by the whole country, and the Allied transport fleet that has been constantly sailing from the Falling Star Sea, I'm afraid that this Buluo Fortress would have changed its owner long ago!

Although the redemption team worked hard to participate in the battle, it still didn't help, after all, in the battle in which tens of thousands of people participated at the same time, even the third-level powerhouse was only a drop in the ocean.

As a powerhouse close to the ninth level, the Song of Thunder certainly greatly affected the battle situation in the early days of the war, but unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and the undead legions on the opposite side quickly transferred two eighth-level powerhouses.

In the face of the Song of Thunder, either of these two strange powerhouses who had just been promoted to the eighth level was powerless, but in the case of two to one, they were equal to each other, and what was even more terrifying was that with the continuous struggle day by day, the strength of the two strong men was obviously rising, and by now, the Song of Thunder had even had to enter the stage of difficult defense.

At this time, a section of the city wall below was suddenly broken through by the enemy, and a large number of black suppressed figures began to spread around from this base, Miranda quickly retracted his thoughts and shouted an order, "The magic cannon cart fires, use the holy light crystal, suppress the seventh section of the city wall in the south, and the reserve team is ready to recapture that area after the bombardment!" ”

The roaring alchemy products of the "Boom ......" brought waves of violent explosions, accompanied by a strong shock wave of holy light energy that was full of warmth but extremely damaging to the undead.

The bombardment had barely ended, and the reservists in the rear had already rushed forward with heavy hammers, and by the time the smoke had cleared, the walls had been occupied by Calest's soldiers again.

At this time, in front of the array of the legion of the dead far away from the city wall, Cynthia, who was covered in frost armor, was unmoved, as if those dead and wounded were not the army under her command, and her eyes were always fixed on the two subordinates who fought with the paladin.

Beside her, her face was even paler, and it seemed that even the aura of evil power around her had faded a lot, and she also frowned, "Although Lisa and they have been promoted by leapfrogging, the amount of power obtained by this force has always been a lot worse in application, otherwise it would not be two against one and unable to suppress each other." ”

"Hmph, those two wastes are so stupid, the control of the amount of force is simply terrible, and they are simply embarrassing." Flora, who is much higher-level, can see the shots of the warring sides clearly, if she is allowed to go out, I am afraid that she will be able to solve the opponent in a few clicks, but it is a pity that her identity is destined to not be able to make a move.

Lytia's gaze suddenly fell on Cynthia next to her, "Why don't you also take action to promote an eighth-level powerhouse, then you can definitely suppress the other party easily, and you can also break the fortress early, we have suffered a lot of losses these days, these are the master's people." ”

In order to fight against the Song of Thunder that came out of nowhere, Lytia and Flora had to use secret methods to pass on their precious origin to their subordinates, so that their subordinates, who were originally only level three or four, could break through level eight overnight.

Of course, this method is extremely sacrificial, at least in three or five months, Lydia and Flora will be in a state of great vitality, this is still supplemented by the power of faith, otherwise I am afraid that it will only be weak for the last ten years and eight years, and the quick-quality products that have been improved in this way have no future at all.

No matter how hard they work and how good their talent is, those two subordinates will never be able to break through to the ninth level.

But such a choice is actually a helpless move, after all, the destructive power of a quasi-ninth-level master who is not restrained is too great, and if he shows weakness in this regard, the cascading effect that may be brought about in the future will only be worse.

But now it is obvious that the two quick products still can't take down the opponent, and the legion has suffered huge losses, so Lytia has hit Cynthia's with the idea, hoping that she will also take action to cultivate an eighth-level powerhouse, so as to cooperate with the Song of Thunder to force back, and then take the opportunity to help capture the distant fortress.

After a moment of silence, Cynthia slowly shook her head, "No, now that both of you have fallen into weakness, if even I lose my combat power, in case the demigods on Calest's side make a move, I'm afraid that the three of us won't even have a chance to escape, and these cannon fodder will be gone, if we have an accident, won't the master even have a capable subordinate?" ”

Unlike the other two women, she who is closest to Xia Dong knows the inside story better, and knows that now the three of them are bearing the erosion of the power of faith in place of Xia Dong, if they fall at the same time, then Xia Dong, who has no buffer, will inevitably have to face all kinds of negative emotions that are surging.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that her master will have a little accident.

Fortunately, her words are also very reasonable, whether it is Flora or Lytia, there is no room for refutation, although it stands to reason that the demigods will not make a move, but everything has a case, compared to those cannon fodder, they obviously value their precious lives more, especially now that they have half a foot in immortality.

Anyway, as it seems at the moment, this fortress in front of him won't last long, at most it will take another ten days and consume 100,000 subordinates!

Meswall, Villa Sheldon, back garden.

Minaya, whose little face was flushed, staggered, and suddenly smiled at Xia Dong in front of her, "Hehe, brother, why did you become two?" ”

Covering his forehead with some understanding, Xia Dong waved his hand gently, "Okay, Mina, you go and rest first, you don't need to participate in the afternoon training, I will ask Ms. Jieliya for leave." "It's too exaggerated, I've drunk it several times, why is it still a glass of wine to pour, have so many fountains of life been drunk in vain?

"I don't, I want to continue training, I want to be a strong man like my master, well, I want to be as beautiful as my master, hehe, how about calling it Pink Dream?" A dizzy Minaya loudly proclaimed her ideals in life, and then quickly immersed herself in her own vision.

Rolling his eyes angrily, Xia Dong stood up and walked in front of the girl, stretched out his hand to help her up, and coaxed: "Okay, good, my Mina will definitely be as good as Ms. Jieliya, but now you need to go and sleep well, come, good, brother will take you back to the room." ”

However, he continued to strengthen his idea in his heart, he must let the girl practice more drinking, otherwise how dare he let her go out to participate in any social activities?

Falling softly into Xia Dong's arms, Minaya struggled weakly, "Don't, I said don't sleep, I'm going to train!" ”

continued to roll her eyes and support the girl hard, Xia Dong didn't answer, took her back to the room directly, and put her on the bed covered with thick velvet.

In desperation, Xia Dong had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed, constantly coaxing and deceiving with good words, and tossing painfully for a long time, before the girl who was drunk finally couldn't resist the dizziness and slowly fell asleep.

Whew, with a long breath, Xia Dong instructed the maid standing quietly next to him, "Take good care of Miss." This Minaya's personal maid hurriedly agreed, but she knew very well that the biggest person in the family was this master.

When he returned to the garden, he found that Ulysses had arrived, and the young man's self-esteem was extremely strong, perhaps because Xia Dong had only stimulated him three times, so he refused to accept a little more favor, and every time he had to arrive after dinner, so as to avoid eating here.

Xia Dong was also aware of his careful thoughts, but he didn't care too much, after all, he was not a real nanny, so could it be difficult to be careful to comfort and explain?

As for what he said that he only helped three times, it was also the truth, after all, compared to Rui Qiu, how deep is the relationship between Viscount Kalai and him? You can't take care of Ulysses for the rest of your life, right?

It's also unrealistic!