A tall black tower stands in this gray and dilapidated land. The majestic silhouette is like the last silhouette left to this world by the vanished race of giants.

This was originally a giant's guard tower. But now, it is more than 160 humans who rely on it to fight.

"Shoot the arrows!"

With a roar of rage, the rainstorm of feathered arrows slammed head-on into the demon hordes that rushed up the steps. Demons screamed as they were pierced through their bodies by sharp, swift arrows, or fell, or turned into bursting lava black ash.

However, there were many more demons stepping on their bodies, rushing up the steps and rushing towards the tower's gates.

"Boom!"

At the roar of the demon, Longelo reached out to wipe his face from sweat, blood or black mud, and shouted, "Magician!"

Almost at the same time as his voice sounded, brilliant and colorful magic crossed his head and smashed into the demon horde. At least four spells cover the entire front and back of the gate. The surging demon horde, like snow on a red-hot rock, evaporated in an instant.

A perfect attack.

The demon's attack was suddenly frustrated. Although the demons who followed behind the charge quickly filled the gap. However, another group of human mages had already completed the construction of the elemental array everywhere.

"Ice Warrior!"

With Afu's soft chirp, the wand released a blue glow. Six transparent ice warriors leaped out of the void, accompanied by the magic light of the other three mages one after another, like galloping bulls, fiercely and quickly crashed into the demon horde.

Their bodies are pure, transparent, and extremely hard, each of which is nearly four meters tall and extremely powerful.

As they walked side by side, their swords fell, and the demons burst wherever they passed. In an instant. The surging demon horde was flattened out into a straight blank space. The void stretched all the way down the stairs outside the door before finally coming to an end.

"Well done!" the mercenaries cheered.

Some of the young mercenaries looked at Afu, full of admiration and admiration.

Among the magicians present, Afu was not the strongest. However, in battle, this appearance is beautiful and weak. A female mage who is as shy as a fawn, but her magical ability surpasses that of many more powerful senior mages.

She is skilled in magic and has a strong ability to read the battlefield. In addition to playing steadily in regular group attacks, there were several critical moments when it was her shot that saved the day. With such a magician standing behind them, the knights would feel much more at ease.

After the second round of magical attacks, the demon's offensive was thwarted again. However, they did not let this hold back.

On the contrary, in the previous encounter, the high-level demons who had already figured out the tactics of humans. At the same time, there was a roaring roar, and dozens of ninth-level demons gathered at the front, like a more ferocious wave, slapping towards the gate of the guardian tower.

"It's our turn!" Rondello roared, clenching his sword tightly.

The moment the demon burst through the gate, he and dozens of knights greeted him like roaring tigers. Long swords and battle axes fell one after another, and the flying battle rings blasted into the demon group like meteors, roaring. The sound of the collision echoed through the first floor of the guard tower, deafening.

There are knights on top in front. The archers and mages in the back will be able to attack as much as they want. For a while, the demon tide was blocked at the gate and could not enter an inch.

However, after a long battle, the mercenaries were already exhausted. The fighting spirit and physical strength of the knights have reached the limit. The magicians are also nearly exhausted. Although there is a guardian tower as the backing, forming a solid grinding plate, the combat effectiveness is still declining.

Specifically, each group of knights who went up to the top lasted for a shorter and shorter time, while the mages and archers attacked longer and longer.

After half a prayer and a terrible battle. The last of the knights who rushed forward finally repelled the demonic onslaught. However, luck does not favor everyone. There will always be people who fall in pools of blood. And this time it was Lake who fell.

Before dying, a level 10 demon used its claws to slice through Ryker's armor diagonally, and deeply sliced through his chest. His ribs had been completely broken, and not only had he suffered severe internal injuries and massive blood loss, but he had also suffered a ferocious blow to his right hand and skull.

At this moment, he was lying on a stone platform in the guardian tower, his body convulsing, and every time his throat rose and fell, a large amount of foam and blood gushed from the corners of his mouth. Blood poured out all the time, soaking his clothes and dripping down the stone platform.

His blue eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, and his glow was dimming a little.

"Lake!"

Rondello picked up Lake, quickly placed him on a stone platform, and pulled out a bottle of healing potion and poured it into his mouth. At the same time, Afu and Tu Su were bandaging him quickly. Olivia, on the other hand, spills a bottle of wizard potion on Lake in an attempt to save him from the Sorcery of the Highland wizards.

However, whether it was Rondello who fed Rake with medicine, Afu who bandaged his wounds, Tu Su, or Olivia who unleashed witchcraft, they were all doing their jobs, and tears fell.

Not to mention that Rondello and Lake have been friends for many years and have fought side by side countless times, they are already brothers and best friends who can entrust their backs and families to each other without hesitation, just to mention that everyone else has seen with their own eyes how heroic Lake is in this battle.

By the time of the last impact, he had already suffered multiple injuries on his body. The fighting spirit is even supported by a mere fifth-level spiritual power pill. But even so, he didn't flinch in the slightest. not only insisted on fighting, but even saved a mercenary beside him at a critical moment.

By this point in the battle, everyone knew what was going on. Few of the more than 100 people still fantasize that they will return alive. In fact, in previous battles, more than fifteen people have already been killed. But...... Lake is different.

He was so heroic, so energetic. His muscular body was encased in thick plate armor, and his strength was immense. He is skilled in martial arts and has a lot of experience. With him by his side, you'll never have to worry about the enemy breaking through from his side. He is a true knight who never seems to fall.

But now. But here he is. So miserable, so helpless.

Looking at Lake, everyone seemed to see themselves not long after. No one knows who will fall next. No one knows the point of such a revolt.

An atmosphere of sadness hung over the crowd.

However, at this time. An indifferent voice rang out: "What are you doing around a dead person? Disperse, what should you do!"

As soon as they heard this voice, everyone turned their heads and glared angrily at the group of people walking down the second floor of the stairs.

This group of people was none other than the Thunderstorm mercenaries led by Morton.

They arrived here before the two prayer hours. However, they never fought in a single battle. With Morton's prowess, they occupy the second floor and above, in the name of preparing a new line of defense in the event of the loss of the first floor.

But in fact, everyone knew what they were going to do.

on this. Everyone was silent. They had long known the virtues of the Thunderstorm mercenaries and were not surprised by this. Moreover, now is indeed not the time for infighting. As long as these people don't cause trouble, everyone will treat them as if they don't exist.

Unexpectedly, just when everyone was sad for Lake, they actually said such things. The tone was like a slave owner scolding a slave, so cold that there was no trace of humanity.

"What do you say?" said Racios, angrily, "can you speak human language?"

"Gnomes. Watch your mouth," a horse-faced knight beside Morton said coldly. "Don't get yourself in trouble. Be careful, and you won't even know how you're going to die. ”

As he spoke, he looked around and his gaze swept over the faces of the crowd: "It's useless for you to be sad around a dying man. Send him up and we'll deal with it. Everyone else should hurry up and recover their fighting strength, otherwise when the demon attacks next time, what will you do to resist?"

He sneered twice. threatened: "If the first layer is really breached, when the time comes, don't blame us for using useless people as cannon fodder!"

Upon hearing this, the mercenaries were furious. There was a commotion.

"Why do you say such things?"

"yes, did you do it just now? What are you doing?!"

"Lake was injured for everyone, do you still have humanity? He's not dead yet!"

Racios even pointed at the horse-faced knight and scolded: "Fuck you." Sons of bitches, you guys are hiding behind and pointing fingers at us, do you think this is the territory of your Thunderstorm Mercenary Regiment? Guys, let's get them all out of here!"

"yes, get out of here......"

The mercenaries were indignant and echoed in unison. However, before they could finish speaking, a figure shot at Racios like an arrow.

"Be careful!" Rondello leaned sideways in front of Lacios, and the sixteen battle rings suddenly turned into a huge ball of light and sealed towards the man.

A loud bang echoed through the closed tower, causing many people to reach out and cover their ears.

In sight, Londello let out a muffled grunt, and his body shot backwards like a cannonball, slamming into the wall, shaking the dust and falling straight down.

"Moreton ......"

Guarding the tower, there was a dead silence.

Everyone looked in horror at the man in the center of the crowd with a violent and cold aura all over his body.

One move, just one move, and Rondello flew out. This is the gap between the Paladin and the Knight of the Great Light, it is simply a world of difference!

Poof! Roundelo squirted out a mouthful of blood. He had already tried his best in the previous battle, and his body was also injured in multiple places. At this moment, he took Morton's ferocious blow, and the injuries that were forcibly suppressed suddenly broke out.

However, despite the rampaging source power and intense pain in his body, he couldn't say a word. But his eyes were always on Morton, like a wounded wolf.

"What do you want to do?" Olivia and Wood stepped forward at the same time, shielding Racios and Rondero, glaring at Morton.

"What do you want to do?" Morton's grim eyes swept over the crowd, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile, "I want to know, who wants us to get out." ”

The power of the powerhouse of the Holy Realm spread boundlessly. The mercenaries only felt as if they had been pressed against a mountain, and they were so heavy that they couldn't breathe. Although everyone was extremely angry, under the oppression of this terrifying power, it seemed difficult to even stand up straight, let alone speak.

"What's the matter?" Morton sneered, "it seems that everyone is still very knowledgeable. Case. Then you'd better be obedient. From now on, I'll have the final say here. Let you do whatever you want, or I will make him worse than dead......"

With that, Morton looked at Roundelo: "Understand?"

Ever since he came to the tower, Morton has been watching from the sidelines. He knows it well. Rondello is at the heart of the gang. He leads the Ice Star Squad and unites the teams of Olivia, Wood, and others. In addition, he has rich experience, leading the command of the soldiers, and has repelled the attacks of demons several times, so he has a lot of prestige among the mercenaries.

Originally, if the situation could continue, Moreton did not want to have any direct conflict with Landerlo. With these idiots on top, he just needs to sit on the sidelines and save his strength.

But. The wave of demonic attacks just now made Morton feel threatened. After a long time of fighting, these mercenaries below have reached the point of exhaustion in terms of fighting spirit, physical strength and spirit. It's hard to say if they'll be able to hold off the next wave of attacks.

If they can't hold it, they can only retreat to the top. The tower has only five floors. Layer by layer, go up, and wait until the end, it is a dead end.

In fact, this is exactly what Landelo and others intended.

They had already made this guardian tower their grave. They will fight to the death on this basis. If you can kill a demon, kill one. And when they die in battle, they burn the bodies. Even if the whole army is wiped out, not a drop of blood will fall into the hands of the demons.

What a big heart, what a great sacrifice. If it had nothing to do with him, Morton couldn't help but applaud them.

But now, he must not let this foolish plan come to fruition.

This plan is not his. His only thought now is to live. Even if everyone dies, even if the entire continent is occupied by demons. It has nothing to do with me. What if you could live even a second longer and let the whole world die?

When this guardian tower can't hold it, he must leave. This damn garden is so big, you might still have a chance to live. After all, what these demons need is blood. As long as the blood of most of the people is collected. It doesn't matter if you have more or less of yourself.

Maybe you'll be able to escape this catastrophe because of this!

But once you let these guys retreat and let the demons occupy the floor below, it will be even more difficult for you to break through when the time comes!

What's even worse is that these guys' determination to burn the body is exchanged for the wrath of the devil. Morton could well imagine how crazy these demons would be if they didn't get enough blood. When the time comes, even a mouse will be found and drained of blood!

Therefore, Morton stopped all this.

He wants these mercenaries to delay as much time as possible, so that they will die on the first layer after exhausting the last drop of source power. At the same time, he could not allow these people to continue to burn the bodies. Instead, he would leave the corpses to the demons and even collect a little himself.

If the demons can complete their blood sacrifice and give up the hunt in the garden, it is best if they can't, and if they can't, they may be able to exchange their own blood for their own life - even if it is just to sign a demon contract to sell their souls!

And to achieve his goal, Morton must remove the roadblocks.

And this roadblock is obviously Lendelo.

Facing Mortenson's cold gaze, Rondelo gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty against the wall. Then, he grinned and spat bloody spit hard at Morton!

"Fuck you!"

That's Roundelo's answer!

"Look for death!" Morton snorted coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, eight battle rings flew out like cannonballs.

Seeing that Rundelo, who had completely lost his resistance, was about to die at Morton's hands, everyone on the side exclaimed in unison. Wood roared in his way and stood in front of Roundelo, his long sword swinging a half-moon-shaped sword that slashed at Morton's ring.

Tu Su was silent, his slender body pounced out like a female leopard, and the spear in his hand pierced Morton's vest.

Racios cursed, and a chaotic ray struck, and the demon monkey soared into the air, its sharp claws grabbing at Morton's eyes.

With a wave of her hand, Olivia's potion bottle spilled a green liquid into the air, and with a flick of her fingers, the liquid exploded, turning into a cloud of corrosion that shrouded Morton.

The fastest and most ruthless. Afu.

Almost as soon as Rondello's spat came out, and before Morton even made a move, one of her seventh-level [Ice Strangulation] had already made a brazen move. I saw a series of serrated transparent water streamers, like giant pythons, flying out from behind her and rushing straight to Morton.

The breeze lifted her hair, making her look feminine. With a hint of ruthless murder, it is extremely bewitching.

In addition to them, there were seven or eight mercenaries nearby who also started at the same time.

Some of these people are members of the Joint Mercenary Squad, and some are not. But at this moment, they all stood with Londello without hesitation.

However, they were already exhausted, and they barely made a move, how could they be the opponent of a recuperated Sacred Domain powerhouse?

"I really don't know if I'm alive or dead. A chill flashed in Morton's eyes.

Morton slammed the realm. Just listen to the bang. A huge golden field exploded and rapidly swelled to a diameter of tens of meters. In the realm, countless golden filaments of light instantly combined into a huge ball, enveloping his entire person.

After a series of sounds, all the attacks of the crowd were blocked by the orb. And in the next second, Morton shouted violently, and the ball exploded with a bang. Turned into countless golden wires and shot out, crashing into everyone's bodies. For a moment, I saw a figure rise into the air. Slammed into the ground,.

In the blink of an eye, a circle ten meters in diameter had already vacated around Morton.

Outside the circle, Wood snorted and staggered back seven or eight steps before he could barely stand. Tu Su looked at the broken spear in his hand, his chest rising and falling violently. Finally, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Aph, Lacios, and Olivia lay motionless on the ground, already unconscious. Several other mercenaries who shot were also injured in varying degrees of severity. Struggling to get up.

Guarding the tower, there was a dead silence.

The mercenaries looked at Morton with anger, shock, shame, horror and fear in their eyes.

Everyone knows how powerful a paladin is. But it wasn't until Morton made a move that they discovered that the power of the realm was so terrifying. More than a dozen people shot at the same time, and not only did not even hurt Morton's fur, but collapsed under his blow.

That's the power of the field.

If more than a hundred people joined forces before a few prayer hours, even Morton would not dare to act rashly. But now, in this closed guardian tower, when everyone is exhausted, relying on the realm, he can kill anyone at will.

"Now......" Morton turned slowly, spun around, and said coldly, "Who else wants to try?"

The mercenaries were silent.

However, there were still many people in the crowd who gritted their teeth, clenched the hilt of their swords, and showed the green tendons on the back of their hands.

"No one spoke, it seemed it was gone. Morton smiled slightly, his gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, and finally turned to Londelo, who was still standing by the wall, his eyes narrowed slightly, "If there are still people who are still not convinced, then I will give you another chance to see who can save him......"

Morton raised his hand and opened it to Rondelow. Just as the battle ring lit up from his arm, suddenly, a mercenary who was in charge of guarding and observing outside rushed in.

He shouted, "Come on, everyone, come and see!"

"What's wrong?" everyone was shocked. Even Morton's face changed suddenly.

Everyone instinctively thought that there had been some terrible change in the demons outside. They are the deadly threat that everyone here faces, and any change is not trivial.

"Check it out!"

"Quick!"

The crowd surged towards the door, and Morton didn't bother to kill Rondero, and in a flash, he rushed to the front.

And when everyone followed the mercenary and rushed out of the gate, they saw a group of demons looming in the darkness in the distance, and they didn't know when there was a commotion, and there was chaos. Some demons are scurrying around, some are roaring, some are screaming.

Soon, several huge rays of light suddenly flashed in the demon group, and countless demon stumps and severed arms were thrown in the air. The huge explosion was earth-shattering and deafening. Immediately after, small points of light appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Magic!"

"Warring, that's Warring!"

"Someone's coming!"

、...... (To be continued.) )