A moment later, the light faded, and Roy walked briskly in front of Banksal.

If you want to end this war as quickly as possible, the key lies in this twelfth-level demon. That's the simplest reason why Roy left Banksal's life.

"Banksar, recall your army," Roy said, "you've already lost. I can spare you, but only if I don't want to see anyone die for it again. ”

The Star Kings and the Bone Dragons all cast threatening glances at Banksal.

In their eyes, the master's decision was a complete sacrifice of his life to the damned demon. Otherwise, kill it, and with your own strength, you can kill it as well.

Banksar looked at Roy.

It found that after Roy had been away for a while and then came back, the whole person looked very different from before. It's like a sword that has finally been sharpened and sharpened, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

At this time, the little thing walked up to Roy's side. It looked timidly at Banksal, then hid its face behind Roy's legs.

Roy patted it lightly.

The little devil's body turned into a swirling light and disappeared into Roy's arm.

Looking at the little devil pattern on Roy's arm, the last bit of defense in Banksal's heart finally collapsed. It knew all too well what a terrifying presence the Abyss could be for a guy with a Beamon, three bone dragons, and a demon hunter to follow.

Banksar stood up.

"I promise you. I have one request, though. It said.

Before its words could be spoken, the extremely dangerous aura of the Star King and the three bone dragons had already locked on it. This damn mud, you dare to make a request, you don't know whether you are alive or dead!

Just when the Star Kings couldn't help but want to do it. They were shocked to see that Banksar knelt down on one knee before Roy.

"Let me follow you," it lowered its huge, hideous head, "my master." ”

Looking at Banksal, Roy's heart was suddenly relieved. He knows. This war can finally be over.

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Guarding the tower, the atmosphere is tense and oppressive.

The mercenaries, who had just repelled a demonic attack, were preparing for the next battle. Some were wiping the weapons in their hands, some were meditating with their eyes closed, and some were swallowing pills. Everyone was silent. Apart from the sound of footsteps, only the gasps of exhaustion and the groans of the wounded remained.

Rondello and a dozen other captains stood in front of the tower gate, looking at the group of demons faintly in the dim light in the distance. I was just worried.

In just one prayer time, the demon had already launched three attacks.

The intensity of these attacks is stronger each time. Especially this time, which just ended, the demon was like crazy, and he left at least 3,000 corpses before retreating.

At this moment, these dead demons have not completely turned into black mud. As far as the eye could see, the open space in front of the gate of the guard tower was full of strangely shaped corpses.

Some of them crumbled into burning pieces. Some of them solidified directly into gray-white sculptures, and some of the bodies remained half intact. Half of it turned into a viscous black liquid and spread.

In the air, there was a strong smell of sulfur, which was particularly pungent.

Fortunately, in the midst of such a frantic attack, everyone still carried it.

In today's guardian tower, the strength of human mercenaries is not what it used to be. The arrival of nearly three hundred mercenaries led by Roy. The mercenaries scattered throughout the garden finally became a rope.

Under the organization of Rondello and others, the mercenaries were divided into three combat brigades. Each team has one hundred and twenty people, using the most defensive giant python illusion array. One combat team retreats, and the second combat team immediately rises to the top, and the cycle repeats. Always maintain sufficient physical strength.

And the Knights of Light such as Rundero and the remaining dozens of Knights of Glory with outstanding strength formed a reserve team, which repeatedly appeared at the most critical moments.

With the help of the magician, the narrow gate of the guardian tower has become an impassable barrier for demons. They pounced on them like a tidal wave, only to be shattered again and again by the knights' sharp swords, hard shields, and endless magical light.

Of course, casualties are inevitable. After several battles, there were still thirty people on the human mercenary side who lost their combat effectiveness due to injuries.

No one knows how long they can last.

Everyone knows that no matter how strong your own combat power is, no matter how easy the terrain of the guardian tower is to defend and difficult to attack, it will collapse sooner or later if it is eaten away by a little bit. And in such a desperate situation, there is no other way than to hold on. It's even more impossible to break through.

However, at the moment, everyone's biggest worry is not about themselves, but Leo.

Every time I thought of the scene where he desperately tried his best to lure away that terrifying twelfth-level demon, everyone's mood was like pressing a big stone, and it was heavy and uncomfortable.

You know, all the people gathered here are the elites of the mercenary community in the southern part of the empire. Take off your clothes and count the scars on your body, and inquire about your reputation in the mercenary world in the south, which one is not from the sea of swords and fire, and which one is not an iron-clad man?

But in the end, everyone relied on a young man who was only twenty years old to survive until now.

It was he who saved Olivia, Wood, and other members of the combined team in the clouds. It was also at the most critical moment that he traveled to the Garden of Death and gathered a plate of scattered people. It was even when that terrifying twelfth-level demon descended, he used his body as bait to lure it away.

This makes everyone both ashamed and grateful.

In this life, everyone has never owed anyone such a favor.

Most of the people who choose to take mercenaries as their profession are bloody men, and they also help each other on weekdays. When it comes to owing favors, they are not afraid. A little bit of kindness, they can repay each other. If it is a great grace to save their lives, they can spare their lives at any time!

But now, what everyone is afraid of is that even if they want to repay the favor, they will never have a chance again.

No one knows how Leo is now.

Being chased by a twelfth-level demon was a nightmare for anyone present who was too desperate to see the slightest hope. The chance that Leo will come back alive is probably not even one in 10,000.

The only thing that has made everyone persist until now is Leo's words before leaving.

"I only hope, before I come back. Everyone can work together to hold this place. If it works, let's go out together. Failed...... I'm glad to be able to play alongside all of you!"

This sentence has been echoing in everyone's minds in the subsequent battles, and it has not stopped for a moment!

That's all they motivate!

Even if you know that the possibility is very small, you still can't help but fantasize. Imagine that he will come back, that he will lead everyone out of here. Under the gaze of countless people, in the deafening cheers, return to the world of light.

That moment of glory, as long as you think about it, makes everyone's hearts rush and blood boiling.

And if he can't come back, everyone won't give up. They will continue to fight until the last moment of the last man's life.

It was their tribute to the brunette youth.

In this way, they will tell him how honored they are to be able to fight alongside him!

"Will he come back?"

in the crowd. I don't know who asked this question again. It seems that after each battle, this common question will immediately come to everyone's mind. The first few times, no one was able to answer. But this time...... The hearts of several leading powerhouses were all moved.

"It's been more than fifty minutes," said Rondelo, "you say, will it ......?"

"Quite possibly!" said Olivia, "and the demon hasn't come back for so long. It shows that it did not go well in pursuit of Leo. There must be some kind of trouble!"

"What trouble could it be?" someone asked, "is it?" Can Leo take out that level 12 demon?"

No one answered.

This thought is undoubtedly the deepest expectation hidden in everyone's hearts. But even idiots know how ridiculous such an idea is. Don't say it, even if it's just quietly circling in your own mind, it makes everyone feel a sense of stupid and naïve shame.

And at this moment, I heard Scarlett snort coldly: "Why not? That guy is cunning. Who knows what he'll be able to do!"

Everyone turned their heads in surprise. Although Scarlett's tone was cold, anyone could hear that the arrogant and indifferent county lord cared about Leo.

As soon as Scarlett's words fell, Sandra spoke, "I agree with Lord Scarlett's idea. Although Leo could not be the opponent of that demon in terms of strength, he was by no means a reckless rookie. He dared to lead it away. There must be a way to deal with it. Maybe ......"

Sandra wiped the mud off the huge handle of the knife in her hand, put it on her back, and said with half-squinted eyes, "...... Even if he can't kill it, it can't be ruled out that he might use other methods to deal with it. ”

When everyone heard this, their spirits were lifted.

Among these mercenaries, Sandra, the storm queen of the Blood Demon Hand, is one of the best in terms of status, combat experience, and absolute strength. In the previous battle, the huge light knife in her hand had already proved it with the corpses of countless demons.

Since she said so, it shows that what everyone thinks is not impossible.

There was a lot of discussion among the people.

At that moment, the roar of a demon was heard in the distance. And this time, the demon horde was louder and more manic than before. So much so that everyone was taken aback.

I only heard the voices of countless demons coming from all directions, the trees swaying wildly in the wind, the earth shaking, and the gravel on the ground trembling slightly. Occasionally, there were a few particularly high-pitched roars, piercing the eardrums like sharp spears, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Everyone looked at each other in amazement.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from the tower staircase. Turning his head to look, he saw Franco rushing down quickly, shouting to Rondero: "Captain, come and see!"

An ominous premonition instantly struck everyone, and everyone looked at each other and ran upstairs quickly.

In one breath, he followed Franco to the top of the tower, and when he raised his eyes to look into the distance, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them...... WeChat public number ctao0202...... (To be continued.) )