When Lear and the others arrived in the north of the city, it was already buried by a ruined wall, and a few dusty corpses were occasionally scattered under the collapsed houses, and blood flowed on the burned dark streets, like wriggling souls.

There were now less than fifty of the more than a thousand warriors, huddled in the corners, struggling to support themselves behind several walls of fire.

Luna's pale hands were raised in the air, soybean-sized sweat dripping from her forehead, wetting her tattered shirt and mixing with the undried blood.

Behind her, Tariq was covered in blood and his eyes were closed, and his right hand, which had been holding the mace, was now empty, leaving only a horrible wound on his shoulder, each of Landrig, Sylvia, and Galen.

Except for Galen, who could barely stand, the rest of them all sat in the corner with frightened faces.

In front of the wall of fire, the three-headed sea dragon roared and wandered, opening its mouth from time to time to spit out a mouthful of fishy venom into it, if it weren't for the Holy Light Shield of a dozen nuns struggling to support them, these people would have returned to Asha's embrace.

"Die!" Lear's teeth cracked at the sight, and before he could see it, a bolt of lightning that was more than thick and closed fell on one of the sea dragons, and after a dazzling white light, the giant beast turned into a twitching corpse before he could figure out what was going on.

The terrifying electricity scorched its massive skull, and wisps of white smoke drifted through the air, sending a disgusting smell of burnt flesh.

Seeing Lear coming, Luna, who was already exhausted, smiled with relief, and then fell backwards with her eyes closed, but fortunately Galen quickly grabbed her and avoided her from bleeding from her head.

Suddenly, the other two sea dragons let out an angry roar in the sky, and then rushed towards Lear's side violently, the thick snake letter kept shaking in the air, only to see their throats agitate, and two foul clouds of venom enveloped Lear first.

A white mist appeared in front of the two clouds of venom, and when the venom passed through the fog, it turned into two pitch-black ice balls, which fell weakly on the charred ground, and then two terrifying ice guns six meters long appeared in front of Lear.

"Thunderbolt Ice!"

With a slash of Lear's arm forward, two ice spears slammed into the two roaring sea dragons at lightning speed, and then slammed into them without delay, one of which was directly nailed to the ruins by the huge ice spear, and the huge snake body twisted and struggled in pain, whipping up a cloud of debris and smoke in the ruins.

The other end was even more unlucky, the ice spear directly penetrated its open blood basin mouth, and took its body all the way back, and finally nailed its huge head to the hard city wall, and the dark green blood followed its body to gather into a stream on the ground, killing instantly!

This is the power of the dragon god's blessing, it is no exaggeration to say that here, Spartacus, Lear is the supreme god, even if Kunsha comes directly, he will not dare to slap his edge here.

Lear walked briskly to the corner, and as for the sea dragon that was still struggling, Hag and Ivo naturally had to take care of it.

"Are you still alive?"

He stood in front of Tariq and asked the nuns behind him.

If Tariq died, he had no choice but to use reincarnation, but the last attack on the Faceless reminded him that this forbidden power is hated by the gods of the world.

Several gods with conflicting godheads, including Hades and Tanatos, will definitely attract their attention if they overuse this power, although the so-called god of death who only has medium divine power here has no way to take him, but Hades is the most powerful of the powerful divine powers, and he can't hide under the wing of the dragon god for the rest of his life, and in that case, he will not be able to complete what Yasha gave him.

Therefore, if he can not do it, it is better not to do it, unless the day comes when he has the ability to directly fight the gods.

"It's just that the poison is too deep, and we have stabilized his injuries first, but his right arm was directly devoured by the sea dragon, and there is no way to continue back. A nun replied with a solemn face.

"Please. Lear nodded heavily, gave Luna a deep look and turned to walk towards the horse.

He couldn't stop here, the billowing smoke was now almost to the location of the square in the center of the city, and the next target was either the west gate or the east gate, and he had to rush there at once.

Outside the West Gate, the blood is soaring.

The cavalry regiment of 500 people now has less than 300 people left, although the first charge occupies the advantage brought by the magic aftermath, but in terms of numbers, Mlak still suffers a big loss after all.

Strictly speaking, apart from himself and twenty holy knights, these warriors under his command could not be regarded as real cavalry, at least half of them did not meet the standard of sixth-level knights.

In order to enable them to build up their combat strength, Mrak reduced the number of armor worn by his cavalry, which had to be covered with five layers of heavy armor, to three, and replaced the knight's spear, which weighed fifty kilograms, with a lighter light cavalry lance.

In this way, although the size of the cavalry regiment was guaranteed and the speed was increased, it had to sacrifice great lethality and defense.

The most direct display of the knights' fearsome strength comes from their cluster charge, heavy guns and heavy armor, like a torrent of steel running over all the enemies in front of them, piercing, tearing, and trampling, which is the most violent aesthetic performance art of the Knights.

But once they are besieged by a group of enemies and lose their proud speed, heavy guns and heavy armor become a burden to the cavalry, and those with high individual combat strength can also rely on outstanding martial arts to go around and around, but those ordinary cavalry are dangerous.

This was exactly what Mrak was facing, as Schaner had several sea snakes join them in the siege, and the pirates' muskets, while they could not threaten the walls at long distances, could easily penetrate the light armor of the cavalry at close range.

Although Cuarón and the archers have been providing cover for them on the city wall, he only has three hundred people, although he has the heart, but his strength is very limited, not to mention that at this time, hundreds of sea eagles are also hovering on the city wall, judging from the increasingly sparse arrows and screams from time to time, Karon is now also facing great pressure.

"For Spartacus!" Mrak pulled down the knight's mask from his helmet once more, and the thunderous sound of horses' hooves resounded, this time aiming for the fish-man lord Schelle, who was standing on the high ground and watching it all coldly.

"Don't do it yourself!" Of course, Mrak's intentions couldn't escape Schel's eyes, not to mention that the three hundred knights were all exhausted with injuries, .net The dozens of crocodile warriors and hundreds of thugs who formed a shield wall in front of him were decorations?

"Let them come, let the first mate and the sea elves surround them from behind, and the sea serpent will attack freely!" Behind him, the herald waved the command flag in his hand vigorously, and the enemy troops who had been blocking in front of Mrak like a swarm of locusts actually parted to both sides like a tide, making way for them to charge.

It was the stupidest decision Schanel ever made in this fight.

As a ninth-level lord, Schell has not fought with human knights, of course, he also knows the speed of the cavalry, according to his estimate, the distance of only a few hundred meters is not enough for the knights to accumulate the terrifying inertia of becoming a torrent of steel, so he dared to boldly let Mrak over, and planned to surround and annihilate all the three hundred knights in one fell swoop.

But as the distance of the charge extended, he was shocked to find that the speed of the knights was getting faster and faster, completely beyond the normal range, and the charge was only halfway through, and a terrifying torrent of steel had already faintly formed.

Why is this happening?

"Stop them!!" schou shouted Schell, who could already foresee that if it continued at this rate, when Mrak rushed in front of him, it would be as difficult to resist as a Celestial's hammer.

It's too late.

The first knight abruptly discarded his spear, and then a silver sword burning with raging flames was held in his hand, and with a single sweep, a five-meter-long arc of flame slashed into the shield wall formed by the crocodile warriors, cutting a huge gap in the solid shield wall.

Torrents of black and white steel slammed into the broken shield wall.

"Boom!"

Flying General Mrak, the specialty is fast, and the Vulcan sword is in hand.

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