Who is it?

Who is the other Fallen Spirit?

In the distance, the tower was completely engulfed in flames, and the flickering flames turned half of the fortress into ghostly shadows. In the flickering and unreal heat wave and the shadow of the fire, the boy leaped and jumped over a crossbar that blocked the road. At that moment, the tall stone wall behind him suddenly shook, trembled and cracked, and several large and small stones exploded under the night sky, smashing to the ground one after another with the strength of a thousand pounds, and tumbling down the ramp—the nearest one, grazing his arm and crushing him, knocking his arm bone painfully.

The thing that shattered the stone wall disappeared in the darkness, and no one could even see its appearance.

Lin Yuqing gasped, raised his head, and stood blankly in the midst of shouting and killing, not knowing where to go for a while.

Everywhere there were shadows of men and aliens fighting—blood and screams stained the stone walls that had stood for thousands of years as the iron swords clashed, and the massive fortress let out a sharp cry in flames, and wooden beams and stone bricks creaked and fell.

No matter what Glory says, this will definitely not be a trap for the High Priest.

In the night sky above the fortress, shadows of various shapes swam and shuttled in the firelight. Within a few minutes of the raid, the people of the Fang Kingdom had already suffered heavy damage from these falling spirits: the inability of humans to resist their power was naturally one reason, and the other reason was that the Fang soldiers often mistook the fallen spirits for friendly soldiers at first sight - Lin Yuqing saw with his own eyes that before the soldiers could figure out the situation, a doll with a huge head and a small body, as if playing a game, giggled and pushed four or five warriors off the wall and fell to their deaths.

When the warriors of the Fang Kingdom finally realized that the alien race was actually fighting with the Fallen Spirit, the battle was already lost.

"We can't hold it anymore!" In the distance, someone shouted under the night sky, and the cry faintly echoed between the stone walls: "I can't control it, hurry up and let the high priest summon the fallen spirit!"

Lin Yuqing was excited, and immediately pulled out his legs and ran in that direction.

Despite the menacing night attack, the Fangs resisted and did not call out their fallen spirits until they discovered that the other party also had fallen spirits - for the same reason that they had to go out to fight: this fortress could withstand the army, but it could not withstand the falling spirits.

When this level fortress was built, not only was there no fang country in this world, but there were not even fallen spirits. It was too old: even with constant repairs, its stone walls could only hold out the footsteps of aliens and corrosive smoke, and it could withstand the slash of weapons, but not the ointment that softened everything. Summoning the Wraith in the fortress, even for a moment, is a risky affair - but no one cares about it now.

If you don't call out the falling spirit, this fortress will completely disappear from this world along with the soldiers of the Fang Kingdom inside.

Seeing that the soldier who was delivering the word turned a corner and ran all the way into a courtyard in the rear, Lin Yuqing hurriedly quickened his pace and followed. Unexpectedly, before he could run a few steps, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the slanted thorn, and a curving silver light accompanied by an angry shout struck down the young man's face door.

In an instant, the hairs on Lin Yuqing's whole body exploded - a low cry slipped out of his throat, his body staggered backwards, and sat on the ground with a bang;

The boy looked up and faced Stuka's face, half black and red with ash and blood.

After many days, this warrior, who was not a few years older than him, looked a lot thinner. His originally hard facial features, jaw angles, and bone joints all protruded from the ground at this time, and the circles under his eyes were pale blue, but his eyes were burning bright, like a lone wolf in the night.

"You dare to break into the battlefield without even screaming about the falling spirit?" Stuka stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Yuqing, and a smile of surprise and joy lit up on his face.

How dare he call out Nagarjuna? The young man smiled bitterly, and without much explanation, he just hurriedly asked, "I have important news to tell the high priest, where is the other one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of strangeness on Stuka's face. The tall warrior's smile vanished, and he was silent, then suddenly swung his scimitar into the air and whispered "******!" - and then quickly raised his head and said straightly, "Tell me, do you have anything to do with the aliens?"

Lin Yuqing was stunned for a moment, and he didn't have time to open his mouth, only to see him furrow his thick black eyebrows again: "The order that Priest Geyue got is not to let you leave Valhalla...... How did you get here, why did you show up with the aliens? You tell me the truth, for the sake of the god of war, I will give you a good time!"

"Of course not!" The young man was anxious and wanted to explain, but found that what happened in Valhalla could not be explained in a sentence or two—"You take me to the High Priest, and you will understand!"

Stuka's wolf-like eyes stared at him for a few seconds. In the beating light and shadow of fire and blood, the color of his pupils seemed to flicker, making him look like he had never been so momentous, more like a knife out of its sheath.

"I want to believe you," he finally spoke, "I am willing to give my life to believe you." However, if you have the slightest intention of the High Priest, I will personally deal with you with this knife in my hand. ”

"Okay, I thank you," Lin Yuqing stomped his feet: "Let's go quickly!"

He saw the High Priest sooner than he had imagined.

The two of them had just run to a central corridor, and a group of white-clothed figures happened to be in the distance. Escorted by a group of warriors of the Fang Kingdom, the man who took the lead walked hurriedly, and quickly led the priests behind him to climb up to a high platform—the man was thin, with black hair and white clothes in the light of the night fire, as if he had no popularity.

"High Priest!" Lin Yuqing called out from afar, but the group of priests didn't hear it.

When the first high tone jumped lightly into the night sky, the battle situation in the fortress suddenly froze. The louder and louder singing pierced through the flames of war, and the aliens and fallen spirits immediately discovered their presence, and rushed in this direction like a tide—except that the priests remained fearless, standing upright, singing in the night the sacrifice that had reverberated across the land for nearly a thousand years.

The first Fallen Spirit appeared just in time.

When the dark darkness floated under the night sky, almost no one could see that it was a fallen spirit. It seemed to melt into the darkness at any moment, and it was impossible to find its general shape at a glance—and as a gust of wind blew up the platform and rolled up the robes of the high priest, the deep darkness swirled slightly, and at once sucked the wind into the darkness and swallowed it, and suddenly fell silent.

Several falling spirits that followed closely behind immediately stopped their movements, and a leading bird, born like a patchwork of color blocks, shouted at the circle of deep darkness: "Let it come back!"

"Don't let go. The black circle replied sullenly.

It was only at this time that the people of the Fang Kingdom realized that they had been protected by the Fallen Spirit that they had just summoned.

Lin Yuqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After seeing the glory of the god of war and the other fallen spirits who had rebelled, he was originally full of suspicions about the fallen spirits in Valhalla, but for now, it seems that there are still many people who are still loyal to the agreement and always stand by the side of the fang.

It's just that on the battlefield ahead outside the level, how long can it be calm?

Holding on to anxiety, Lin Yuqing fidgeted and watched the priests complete a large-scale séance.

The battle situation in the fortress suddenly changed, and the warriors of the fang country suddenly regained the upper hand, but the mournful roar of the fortress was far louder than before, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment—as soon as a fallen spirit appeared, the stone walls and ground around it were all shattered, and they all adhered to it as if they had been led away by magnets, adding a layer of stone armor to it; on the ground under the high platform, there were long pits left by the crawling of the falling spirits, as if they had left hot scratches on the earth.

Lin Yuqing's heart sank more and more. Until now, the glory of the god of war has not been attacked, and it is not even known where it has gone, but the tighter the battle, the greater the chance of its attack. The young man Rastuka pointed to the high platform and said, "Let's go up!"

Although he was anxious, when the two of them hurried up the stairs a few steps, a pillar of pale color and colorful light suddenly rose from the ground, just in front of the two of them, reflecting them and the stone bricks on the ground in a soft and moving light, and the color was crystal clear. Lin Yuqing covered his eyes with his hand, looked up, and immediately recognized the falling spirit of the high priest.

A five-colored maple tree, as tall as if it was against the canopy of the sky, was flowing with different brilliance between the branches and leaves, and turned into a little light spot, which was swept by the night wind and fell into the battlefield of the fortress in a fluttering manner—even the soldiers of the Fang Kingdom who were seriously injured on their bodies immediately breathed back when they were touched by the light spots, and the wounds stopped bleeding, and the skin and bones recovered little by little.

Stuka pressed Lin Yuqing's shoulder and said in a low voice, "You wait for Yu Kai to finish his treatment before you go over." ”

The five-colored maple tree lit up leisurely for a moment, and when the high priest suddenly let out a low breath and staggered against the wall, the falling spirit disappeared from the air like a buoy. Lin Yuqing hurriedly ran over a few steps and shouted, "High Priest!"

Yue Kai raised his head, revealing a face that was getting paler from overhelp.

"You're here," he coughed softly, and sat down on the ground as he slid down the stone wall due to exhaustion. Stuka hurriedly wanted to help him up, but Yue Kai waved his hand and said to Lin Yuqing, "Brother Yue is really dead?"

It turned out that the high priest received the news!

Probably seeing Stuka's expression, Yue Kai smiled slightly: "This is a test that the God of War has descended on us, and I have always kept this news in my heart and have not told anyone." When you get out of this high platform, you must not mention it to anyone, so as not to affect morale...... A large number of aliens suddenly appeared in the mountains behind Valhalla, killing Ge Yue and several other warriors. They seized the White Springs tribe and lured a group of fallen spirits to defect, and the fallen spirits of Deschamps returned to the god of war after his death, and appeared when I summoned the spirits this morning to tell me the news. ”

Deschamps ...... Lin Yuqing silently read the name in his heart. He finally knew the name of the bearded warrior.

Sure enough, as Glory said, after the high priest learned the news, he neither sent troops back to rescue Valhalla, nor did he announce the news to the soldiers. Lin Yuqing shook his head violently and asked anxiously, "High Priest, since you all know that there is an alien race in the rear, why are you not prepared at all here?"

Yue Kai sighed softly.

"It's my fault......" he whispered, "Although the Fallen Spirit has warned me and I have thought carefully about how to deal with it, I am not as thoughtful as the alien leader. In fact, when I heard the news, I flew back to Valhalla with a fake message, hoping to trick them into coming down the mountain to attack us. ”

"Is that letter fake?" Lin Yuqing was overjoyed and surprised, "Then the stalemate in the battle is also fake?"

"Yes. Despite the sheer number of aliens and the cunning of the commanders outside the level, for some reason, they didn't have any fallen spirits, so we quickly regained the upper hand and knocked them out dozens of miles away, not daring to venture out of the way. It was precisely because the situation on the front line was not tight that I was able to free up my hands and wanted to trick the alien races in the rear into coming over and defeat them in one fell swoop. ”

Speaking of this, the high priest also seemed to be a little apprehensive: "Otherwise, if you are caught between them on both sides, the fang country will be really dangerous this time." ”

Thankfully, it's not the worst-case scenario!

Lin Yuqing was relieved, and he hurriedly told him how the alien race caught the harrier halfway and how he let the harrier come back to report the news.

The high priest listened, closed his eyes, and leaned against the stone wall for a long time in silence.

"What a mistake. He whispered, "That harrier didn't fly back at all." Maybe it really hurt and fell somewhere. So I thought the aliens were still at Valhalla...... I calculated the time, and the harrier arrived at Valhalla, and the aliens went down the mountain, which would have bought us at least two days. That's when I thought about telling the soldiers to rest before the big battle...... But I didn't expect to be beaten back by my own plan. ”

Stuka listened in a daze, his face shocked and confused.

"But it's not too late!" Lin Yuqing hurriedly said, "This time Cash has brought five thousand alien soldiers, if these five thousand people can be defeated or even eliminated, it can be said that it is equivalent to a victory in the battle! I got out of the alien race just to report to you - the alien race threw the hosts of those fallen spirits, that is, the people of the White Spring tribe, on the way outside the fortress; as long as you quickly send someone over to retrieve the fallen spirits, the alien race will no longer be able to set off the storm!"

"Is that true?" the high priest asked, "How did you escape?"

This time, Lin Yuqing was dumb.

He couldn't say that he was let go by the enemy's falling spirit, because he didn't know why the glory of the god of war would let him go - the glory was smart and smart, as long as he thought about it a little, he knew that Lin Yuqing would definitely hit the people of the Baiquan tribe with his mind after escaping. Cash is not a fool, the reason why he is relieved to let the fallen spirit take care of Lin Yuqing is because he knows that from the glory of the god of war, no fallen spirit is willing to return to Valhalla.

But in that case, why did Glory let him go?

The boy himself didn't know what kind of reason he had made, and finally got the question aside. Fortunately, the high priest did not suspect it, but began to plan the operation with great vigour: he himself was physically exhausted, so he selected a few priests to carry out the task, and ordered the organization of a small team with fallen spirits to protect the priests along the way.

"In the first few minutes of fighting, we had already lost too many fighters. When everything was ready, the High Priest instructed Stuka, "I want you to take the people of the Blade Tribes to the fortress to support our warriors......

Before Yu Kai could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cheer that rang out from the fortress.

Wave after wave of shouts from the warriors of the Fang Kingdom echoed under the night sky with incredible excitement and excitement, and when several people on the high platform heard their cheers clearly, everyone's faces turned white.

"The glory of the god of war! The glory of the god of war is coming! Victory is coming!"

"Quick!" the High Priest abruptly stood up and shouted to Stuka, "Bring someone to stop them, and don't let them get close to the glory of the god of war!"

A tough guy like Stuka finally showed a trace of uncontrollable panic and nervousness, and without saying a word, he turned around and rushed off the high platform. In the blink of an eye, the priests and soldiers on the high platform all left one after another, leaving only the high priest and Lin Yuqing, who were holding on to the fence of the high platform in a daze, staring at the battle situation in the fortress.

This high platform was originally built for lookout, and it was safe to stand behind the stone battlements for people to hide.

Lin Yuqing held on to the stone fence and was suddenly slightly stunned.

"High priest," he asked softly, "is that where you let that harrier fly?"

"No, it's in my bedroom. Yue Kai turned his head, and his fair and gentle face seemed to float in the night. "What's wrong?"

Lin Yuqing's palms were wet and full of sweat. He shook his head and whispered "nothing," but somehow in his mind suddenly replayed the scene after Cash grabbed the harrier over and over again.

The night breeze swept past the two of them, blowing a piece of harrier feathers off the stone stacks and dissolving into the night.