Trouble

Amy Ulysses' eyes swept over the chaotic battlefield, and he couldn't see the reaction of the sword-wielding brigade from his vantage point, but in terms of the Holy Cult alone, the situation was not optimistic.

About thirty black goats were thrown into the battlefield of the Holy Cult Army, and if it was a group charge, relying on the advantages of organization and numbers, it was not impossible to fight.

But just as they suddenly appeared, no one knew how they crossed the layers of space and suddenly appeared inside the military formation, and the chaotic situation directly made the Holy Sect Army's group combat capability abolished more than half of it and did not collapse on the spot, it can already be called strict military discipline and strong will to fight.

It's just that......

The human will cannot be easier in this objectively existing world, as expected by the Glory, the terrible monster of the black goat has unimaginable strength for ordinary people, not only in terms of physical strength enough to compete with high-level demons, but also has a certain degree of wisdom and intellect, not to mention mortals like the Holy Cult Army, who rely on alchemy tools to master extraordinary power, even the plural sword wielders, without a certain tacit understanding, can not compete with it.

It should be said that the rotten wood is destroyed.

"Webster, can you hear me?" he talked about the liaison around his neck, the quality of the call had been greatly disturbed since the black goat appeared, and only after receiving an affirmative answer from that side did he nod, and plunged the big sword full of brownish green blood into the trembling huge corpse at his feet, and let out a long exhale, "How are you over there?"

"Not very good. Amy's deputy, a former opposition opinion leader, replied, "Of the nineteen squads, four were completely silent in just three minutes, and of the remaining fifteen squads that could be contacted, almost all of them were wounded, and nine of them had been attrition to varying degrees. ”

"Expected. ”

The Glory One lowered his head, his gaze pausing slightly on the distorted, deformed corpse beneath his feet: "They're a little more difficult than ordinary high-level demons. ”

A strong physique, a huge body, and no loss of human intelligence

Enough to make them the ultimate monsters above the higher demons.

As for the ability......

What is known for sure is that they may be the invading individuals, or they may be entire races, with the ability to jump in space.

At the first time of encountering the black goat.

He turned on the quiet cradle and went into overdrive.

And then......

When the big sword in his hand was about to slash at its bulging sarcoma, which was equivalent to a torso, the black goat that was nearly ten meters tall and stood in front of it like an attic, disappeared from vision so abruptly.

And then

appeared behind him.

Fortunately, it only appeared, its speed was still tightly imprisoned by time, and the flagellar-like tentacles waving above its head were slowly but unstoppably advancing at this speed in the eyes of Amy Ulysses, even if his ability was lifted due to excessive attrition, the tentacles were still quite far away from him.

That's why.

He was careless.

The black goat, a monster bred in the depths of the deepest night, the biggest difference between it and demons and even high demons is not combat power, but wisdom and civilization.

They also know how to use tactics in battle.

Show the enemy weak.

Almost at the same time that the Glory One subconsciously relaxed his vigilance, the Dark Heir of the Deepest Night, the terrifying four-hoofed monster, suddenly clashed with the shackles that time had imposed on it!

Dangerous!

If it weren't for his cheating instincts, which made him realize the imminent death at the last moment, and activated the Ring of Stagnation at the first moment, freezing time completely, I am afraid that he would have capsized in the gutter.

But the good thing is...... There are no ifs.

Amy Ulysses didn't think about how the black goat broke free from the shackles of time that was close to stagnation, the world of abilities is always strange and diverse, and no one can assert that the abilities they awaken are absolutely incomprehensible, and no one can delve into the nature of abilities that do not alchemy extraordinary powers.

So

You just have to face it, with a calm attitude, and face everything that happens.

After the disaster that happened in Hemtika, the young Glory Man was already a qualified no, excellent warrior, and he had long been mentally prepared for the failure of his own ability, but he did not expect that this seemingly stupid monster would use people's inherent thinking to set traps, and would be able to wait patiently for the prey to come to the door like a seasoned hunter.

It's a pity...... The winner is decided.

The Glory, who had opened the Ring of Stopping, had a very limited amount of time and did not make any unnecessary movements, he directly followed the momentum and climbed up its torso along the thick and somewhat excessive hooves, and endured the stench that hit the soul directly, and plunged a sword into the huge bulge shaped like a "canopy".

Tear pull

There was no sound in the frozen time, and there was no blood splattered from the torn body, and everything within sight of everything within sight was frozen in this eternal moment except for Amy herself.

Then, the young Glory One lifted the blockade of time.

The dark green stinky blood splashed all over him, and the black goat's nearly ten-meter-tall body, accompanied by a sharp cry that made people sore their teeth, fell to the ground with a bang, and then lost their voice.

"Hoo ......"

Although the battle only took place in less than a minute and a half, the attrition was really not small, first the overdrive, then the ring of stagnation, and his physical strength was consumed by nearly half of his efforts in this instant.

In other words, he can activate the Ring of Stagnation one more time to arbitrate another black goat.

There is no need.

Of course, this thought only swirled in his mind, and the young Glory Man did not intend to put it into practice, he had to retain relatively sufficient physical strength in order to fight better.

Even the freshman sword wielder, who lacked actual combat experience, gradually corrected this bad habit under his deliberate guidance.

Not to mention himself.

But an enemy of the level of the Black Goat, even if he is not very sure, can eat it alone, he must gather the strength of the collective and the team in order to launch a crusade against them while ensuring superiority.

That's why he contacted Webster.

"In that case," Amy Ulysses decided, after confirming that the current situation would not be possible with the strength of the squad alone, "Execute Plan B." ”

There was a short pause.

"All retreat, all assemble. ”

"But," Webster's hesitant voice came from the contact, the young sword-wielding man, obviously with his own concerns, "The comrades of the Holy Cult are still resisting, and we are ...... retreating."

He didn't say the next words.

"I know. The Glory One interrupted rudely, and he did not sigh, nor was he indecisive, for he knew very well that it was a necessary sacrifice and a necessary evil, "but for the sake of victory"

A slightly elongated voice, a categorical tone.

"We don't have a choice. ”

No one can save everyone, at least, he can't.

"Okay," after a while, Webster's slightly helpless reply came from the liaison, in the end, the truth is not difficult to understand, the real difficulty is to be ruthless to do it, "The meeting place is." ”

Judging by this sentence alone, he is ready to bear infamy and become an executioner.

"At seven o'clock, where the lights are most dense," the Glory-Bearer described the location in as brief a sentence as possible, and pointed directly to the largest landmark, "the black goat." ”

"No problem. Webster replied, but also voiced his concerns, "What if...... I mean, what if, if a squad refuses to carry out an order?"

"There are no ifs. Amy Ulysses said in a cold tone, "Soldiers take it as their duty to obey orders, and they can't obey even the most basic orders...... Don't worry about them. ”

The sword-wielding person is actually not fundamentally different from the Holy Cult Army, they are both manifestations of the military strength of the Order, and they are both a knife in the hands of the Order, and the difference is only their sharpness.

"I see. ”

As the voice fell, Webster cut off the call.

The Glory One can imagine how much trouble and criticism the meticulous young man who had always taken care of himself would face in passing on this order, and how much pressure he was under to follow his orders.

But he didn't have that room to worry about others.

Because

The fighting is far from over.

Amy Ulysses sighed softly, pulled the Order's standard greatsword from the black goat's corpse, and turned, looking behind him...... The monster that was attracted.

Is that......

Black goats?

He raised his eyebrows, his blue eyes full of solemnity.

Although it was several times smaller than a normal entity, it was more than two meters tall, and other than that, it was almost identical to the monster he had killed.

But if that wasn't enough to make him, and the Glory Man who had slain a black goat, feel like a great enemy, what really creeped was its numbers.

At least...... Thirty or forty heads.

Without much hesitation, after making sure that their target was him, it was him, the one who had stabbed a black goat, Amy Ulysses turned around in a dashing manner, leaving a back that was getting farther and farther away from them.

Are you kidding!

It's not fun at all to be beaten by a group of monsters of this level!

Once with his friends, he killed the army of half-human and half-fish old dependents to wear a glorious one, in fact, it is not taboo to be surrounded by the enemy, but...... At this moment, he is not suitable to be dragged by them, by this group of monsters, he must rush to the agreed place before everyone.

therefore

These little guys, let's leave it to the Holy Cult Army.

Simple, relaxed, but not at all pleasant, Amy Ulysses made her decision on the run.