Before Rason could speak, Brooks left.

The archon frowned, knowing that it was impossible for this hot-headed young man to understand his words.

After Luo Sheng joined, some of the Star Spirit Guards seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. They didn't care about his status as a foreigner anymore, they only knew that he could better lead the Star Spirit Guard.

"We're going to sweep their front-line troops as we did before." He said to everyone, "Connect with my mana, and we'll start ...... right away."

Just as Rason was about to cast a spell, he glanced at Blox. The latter still had an annoyed expression, but seemed to be doing what he was told. Luo Sheng felt that he would eventually understand what he had done and be grateful.

At least, he hoped so.

Brooks had obviously been dismissed, and he would not be grateful at this point. From the time he was born, he had been told that he was bound to achieve great things and create a legend.

And in the face of this territory, he also thought that his opportunity had come. His compatriots were in a state of panic, and they were only a few steps away from being wiped out. Clearly, now is the time for him to go down in history.

If it weren't for the two people he trusted the most, maybe he would have succeeded. Lester had been sheltering him, raising him from an obscure minor to an aristocratic consul in the blink of an eye, and giving him command of the surviving Astral Guards. And he was convinced that he was up to the post of Chief Consul.

And now, Rest has removed him and sent someone who is not even a star spirit to take over. Even if Brocks had a lot of respect for Rason, it was too much. Luo Sheng himself should have understood very well: if this foreigner had a little confidence in him, he would not accept this appointment.

His great moment was taken away alive...... Now his mission is only to contact his beloved Zeratul.

The same evil thought he had had recently took hold of his mind again. Although he did what Rason had asked to induce Zeratul, he was still lucky enough to see Zeratul, who still hadn't returned, die at the hands of the Burning Legion. Brooks wants Zeratul to fight valiantly, that's for sure.

As soon as he thought of Ze Ling, most of the evil thoughts in his mind disappeared. These imaginations, if realized, would inevitably hurt her, and Bloxes regretted it. How could he have thought of letting her go through those.

Blox forced himself to concentrate on finding Zeratul. He began to concentrate. His immediate priority is to complete the task and then think about the future. He had pinned his future on Lester and Zeling, but he was wrong.

Now Brooks must decide where he wants to go......

With a struck hard, Kerx slashed off the head of the hellbeast that was trying to break through the defenses. Next to him, Garrod and his remaining old men were holding back the enemy's onslaught with all their might. Most of their mounts had been killed by the enemy long ago, and now they were fighting alongside the regular Astral Defenders.

A knight flashed in front of the berserker with a broken flag waving in the wind. Fox muttered something in surprise, this flag should have stayed next to Lester. Could it be that the Astral Spirit defenders were forced by the enemy to have no organization at all?

He looked to the left, and the idea was confirmed. The Blackbird Banner fluttered in the vicinity, and Brooks felt that he would never have walked so far, although it was still unbreakable.

Lester himself came into his sights. He didn't care about his own safety. Slashed at a demon guard, then kicked the wounded creature in the head. The Black Black Mountain Lord, who was accompanied by a personal guard, also made a deep impression on the veteran. Kerx had no respect for the Astral Guards, but Lester was a natural warrior, even worthy of the title of Berserker.

The Star Spirits gained confidence from the nobleman's resolute expression, and they continued to flock to him. Lester did what even the Archons couldn't - his followers gained strength just by standing by his side. Fox saw the determined and proud faces, and they knew that they were going to die, but they all did their best to prevent the demons from winning.

There were so many Star Spirits gathered around Lester that the Commander-in-Chief of the Star Spirit Army had almost been slashed by his own men several times. There were times when the blade was an inch away from his body, but he only focused on dodging the enemy guys. I don't care too much about my own people's weapons.

One of the horsemen began to approach him from the rear of Rest, but Fox felt that he didn't need to go so close. The star spirit had a dark face, it didn't look like the other star spirits, and he was staring at Lester. And not demons.

The Berserker walked towards Rest.

"Xx!" Garrod shouted, "Where are you going?" ”

"Hurry up!" The veteran said in a low voice: "He must be reminded!" ”

Looking where Kers was pointing, he followed, though he still didn't know what the berserker was doing.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Nexus shouted at the astral spirits in front of him. He jumped up and saw that the horseman was already in position, and saw him hold the reins with his sword-holding hand. The other hand reached into the belt...... There was a dagger hanging from his belt, which was clearly not used to kill demons. He drew his dagger and leaned towards Lester.

"Be careful!" Nexus shouted. But Lester couldn't hear it. The battlefield is too noisy, and such warnings are useless.

The assassin's mount shifted position, and he had to reposition. Kerrs pushed away a few soldiers in his way, raising his axe and swinging it, hoping that Lester would notice it.

But he didn't see it...... The traitor saw it.

He narrowed his eyes, and a desperate expression appeared on his face. He stabbed the dagger out of the coffin.

Lester began to turn to Berserker's side. He frowned, as if he was very unhappy with this untimely interruption.

The assassin stuck a dagger in the back of his neck.

Lester moved in the saddle and dropped his sword to touch the dagger, but the soldier had already pulled it out. Blood spurted out of the wound and splattered on his noble and splendid robes.

Before most of the surrounding Star Spirits could react to what was going on, the Assassin took the opportunity to throw away his dagger and mount his mount to slip away, but at the moment the sea-like crowd blocked his way.

With a roar, Kerx made a way with the back of his axe, and the Stars stared at the mad warrior in amazement. The Berserkers felt that it didn't matter if they knew what had happened to the road, and the most important thing now was to catch the traitor.

Lester trembled and fell forward, only to notice that several Star Spirits had rushed up to catch him before he could fall off his mount.

Nexus finally squeezed to Lester's side: "There! Be there! ”

Several star spirits looked at him in confusion, and two of them finally followed.

The assassin had no way to get his mount through the crowd, and he looked back to see that the pursuers were approaching. A look of despair crossed his dark face.

He snorted at his mount. To his surprise, the mount slapped a soldier in his way. When the hapless creature fell to the ground, the mount bit another Star Spirit. The soldiers thought the mount must be insane and hurried to make way for it.

Kerry calculated the distance and jumped over. He landed on the ground, right behind his mount. The berserker stretched out his arm and slashed at the beast's waist in a frenzy.

The blow missed the point, only scratching the skin, but it was enough to grab the mount's attention. The mount did not listen to its master's orders and turned towards the berserker.

Nick managed to dodge the mount's claws, and the animal slapped again, followed by a stab in its front paws.

The Berserker raised his axe and slashed under the jaw of his mount. The sharp blade of the axe sliced through its black fur, blood splattering onto the berserker. Due to inertia, the mount's body jerked against his axe, and he exerted all his strength to keep the mount from falling on top of him.

The Berserker's left arm stabbed suddenly, and he glanced there to see a blood-red cut.

The assassin wanted to add another sword, but just as the sword swung away, another sword blocked him.

The Assassin's lunge nearly brought Garrod to one knee, and the latter whispered a few curses before dodging a flying leg from his enemy. (To be continued......)