Although the firepower of the Marines here is fierce, it is still a bit unbearable to face a steady stream of temple guards who are not afraid of death. In order to distance themselves, the front began to retreat little by little, and before they knew it, they had been forced into a corner.

Even Ansaldo, who had been standing behind the guards and commanding, had to draw his sword and join the battle, and nearly half of his men had already fallen. Five or six of the warriors on Babik's side were killed by the temple guards who rushed nearby.

However, the casualties of the temple guards were even heavier, as Evelyn and Babick retreated, leaving at least forty or fifty temple guards dead on the ground along the way.

"Hold on a little longer, the guards in the Forge Temple are limited, I remember there should only be more than one hundred and fifty people. As long as we hold out a little longer, there will be no more enemies. "Ansaldo's robe has four or five more gaps, and the long sword in his hand has also added seven or eight notches, although this is a very good weapon, but the long sword is there

In front of the long-handled tomahawk, it is really a loss.

"But what about the priests?" Evelyn was already sweating profusely, her hair sticking to her face, looking a little embarrassed. She had already shot more than thirty arrows, and it was not easy to kill these enemies with good strength with one arrow, each arrow consumed a lot of her fighting energy, and then she needed to charge up for more and more time with each arrow.

"Priest ......" a bright light in the distance caught Ansaldo's attention this time, "It's the priest of the God of Forging who is unleashing a firestorm!"

The priests of the Forging God, who had not appeared before, finally began to appear, and they were also surrounded by red mist, and their expressions were equally wild. I don't know if it's because their mental power is stronger, so they resist the red mist for a longer time. But they also succumbed to the power of the red mist in the end, and three priests appeared from three directions of the main hall, waving their hands and controlling the magic of fire, the priests of these forging gods were either alchemists or fire elemental mages, most of them were good at fire magic, and Firestorm was one of the large-scale killing magic.

Babik shouted, "Mage, shield!"

A mage shouted, "Everyone, come close!"

However, because of the battle, the people in the Tower of China were very separated, and the shield had to be erected very large, so that the protective power of the shield itself was naturally weak.

Raging flames swept through the ranks of the Tower of China, and the shields released by the mages collectively were already crumbling after resisting the three flamestorms. And then the fourth priest flashed out through a door on the side.

"Oh no, this shield doesn't hold anymore. A mage shouted. At that moment, a dwarven figure appeared behind the priest, and he slammed into the priest who was about to cast a spell, and the last firestorm was struck by him, and the storm fell into the temple guards, burning more than two dozen temple guards to the black.

Ansaldo could see through the smoke that the dwarf was none other than Borat, the priest also had a red mist on his body, but he didn't seem to be completely controlled, and although the look on his face was hideous, his eyes were not crazy.

He yelled at Ansaldo, "Run! It can control the souls of dwarves, crazy, crazy! I don't know how long I can hold out! You get out of here, go tell His Majesty, go and inform the six major families that there are monsters in the Forge Temple!"

"We are waiting for Your Excellency Xiao Chen!" Ansaldo said.

"It's too late. The red mist came out of the depths of the temple, and they were definitely finished. They could even be the source of the red mist!"

"Impossible! Put away your rude speculation! You don't know Chairman Xiao Chen's strength at all. Evelyn fired another arrow, knocking a dwarven priest who had unleashed a firestorm to the ground.

Babik's warriors also gathered fire to take down the other two priests who had finished the firestorm, but fortunately these priests didn't seem to know how to defend themselves, and only prepared firestorm magic one by one.

"You don't have a chance, and several priests are coming. Even I can't hold on. You ......" Borat could finish his sentence when he was thrown to the ground by the priest he had just knocked over, and the two men rolled on the floor of the corridor and scuffled.

Ansaldo asked as he fought with the temple guards who had surrounded him again, "What should we do?" there are only a few priests who have come over now, and if the main entrance of the temple is opened, and the priests from the depths of the temple also rush out, we will definitely not be able to resist it. Even Borat is dying, and those people will definitely not be able to resist the invasion of this red mist. ”

"I'm going to die, but I'm not going to retreat. Today I will nail this place like an arrow to a target. Evelyn said.

"Somebody's got to get the word out. Ansaldo said urgently.

"That person won't be you, you're only going to stay with me today. One of Evelyn's arrows stuck to Ansaldo's nose, and the fighting spirit around the arrow scratched his face.

The arrow hit one of the temple guards who were about to attack Ansaldo, causing a cold sweat to break out on his back.

Evelyn said, "Let the mage prepare the shield with all his might." We're going to kill all the priests who show up as soon as possible......"

The main entrance of the temple suddenly made a noise and slowly opened. Evelyn put an arrow on her bow again, pulled it away with her tired hands, and aimed it at the crack in the main entrance of the temple.

The door opened, revealing several short figures, stumbling out, all of them with the same red mist, but the expressions on their faces didn't seem to be crazy, but ...... Fear?

Evelyn let go of the bowstring, and the arrow shot into the chest of one of the dwarven priests in front of her, and the priest fell, but the arrow flew through his chest and into the doorway.

One hand made the arrow, the other kicked it away, and the last priest of the temple who fled in front was kicked out like a ball and fell to the square in front of him.

It was Morlett, and behind him were Xiao Chen, Luo Ling and the others who had gone deep into the temple and their spiritual attendants.

Evelyn finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the second arrow in her hand did not catch the bowstring.

Xiao Chen walked out of the door, already holding up a silver ball of light in his hand. He lifted the orb of light above his head, growing larger and larger, and then slammed it into the dozens of remaining temple guards, and after the orb exploded, the dwarves seemed to be violently frightened, and began to flee in all directions like the previous temple priests.

The red light mist that could not be entangled around their bodies also seemed to have been hit hard, and began to distort and dissipate.

Xiao Chen wasn't ready to let them go, he threw a ball of light again, and in countless low and noisy screams, those red mist dissipated without a trace.