Chapter 507: Failure and Failure
In the vast land, the flames are burning more and more fiercely, and the buildings in the hinterland of the witch's core are occupied by the knights one after another, and no one can resist this magnificent and magnificent force. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Pamela's storage of battle golems was dismembered into pieces, scattered on the ground, and submerged by collapsed buildings, but they also drained the knights of their fighting energy.
On the battlefield where the shouts of killing shook the heavens and the earth, thousands of knights quietly leaned on the gravel pile, fell down in the alley that no one cared about, or knelt on one knee, stuck the knight's sword on the ground to support their bodies, did not stand up again, and continued to follow the troops.
Although there were no fatal injuries, they no longer had half of their life breath on their bodies, consuming fighting energy, and then consuming life force, fighting to the end, they no longer had half of their strength.
Weakened to the point of being unable to expel or suppress the toxic particles that were constantly inhaled during battle, it was only a dry throat at first, and gradually evolved into a state of decay and exhaustion with the vitality of the flesh and blood of the whole body.
This is where witches are so powerful that they can invisibly take a lot of lives without having to go head-to-head.
These knights who rushed to the front, using their peak strength, defeated many obstacles, but died with intense pain when the situation was good.
Heroes should not end up like this, the other living knights do not agree with this result, and the emotions injected into their hearts are only pathos and anger.
The knights who came after were silent, walked lightly, and walked past the bodies of the war dead, not wanting to disturb the sleeping ones again.
It wasn't until they crossed these areas that the knights roared uncontrollably, their anger sending chills down every pore on their heads, and the rest of the way was left to them, and the task of revenge was up to them.
They catch up with the witches who want to evacuate and cut down all the servant knights who want to intercept them, and these groveling creatures will never understand what it means to fight for faith.
Even if the body has been modified by a witch and wears the equipment of a witch to bless witchcraft, the waste is still a waste after all, and it is vulnerable.
Razers snaked around the ground, intimidating the approaching knights, but that didn't stop them from growing in numbers.
The two median witches secretly glanced at each other, and at the same time chose to use the levitation technique to evacuate, abandoning hundreds of lower witches.
"Taylor, Sino, follow me!"
In the midst of the shouting, the great knights who had just finished a battle also arrived, and decisively pursued in the direction where the two witches had evacuated.
Looking at the witches who retreated to the corner, a knight with a blind left eye stepped out of the crowd and said quietly: "Dawen often tells me that your witchcraft is very powerful, so I don't want to be sloppy, so I am very careful to save my fighting spirit, and I haven't died yet, but Dawen is dead......"
Speaking of this, he could no longer suppress his emotions, and suddenly raised his voice, "Why did he die under such a trick without even a few wounds!!"
"I know you're proud, so you deserve to die-ah-"
Anger overwhelmed the knight's sanity, and he raised his shield, sword in hand, and charged at the array of witches in a frenzied gesture he had never seen before!
The armor of the other knights also burst into flames, and at the same time, they fought against the witch's sorcery and slashed at the opponent's array.
Cold-handed and cold-handed, battle-spear-wielding battle witches boast of their prowess in close combat, but it is only when a group of knights come in from the front that they truly realize their vulnerability.
At the moment of the exchange, the war spear was almost shaken off by the sheer force, looking at the hideous faces, they hurriedly used the wind magic to quickly avoid it, but found that there was not enough space to move, and several spears and swords stabbed from different angles, easily piercing their bodies.
Witches who excel at ranged support and attack are even more effortless, as they can make blood splatter with a simple blow by breaking the witchcraft shield that envelops them.
Under the frenzy of the knights' anger, this completely unbalanced battle of attack and defense soon came to an end.
The knight, who was blind in his left eye, stood in a bayonet position with both hands on the hilt of his sword, and in front of him were two witches, strung together by his knight's sword.
He pushed forward with all his might, and the enemy fell, unable to stand still, and staggered to his knees.
Looking at the dead witches everywhere, he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, but laughed until he laughed, and finally cried, no matter how many people he killed, the friend who often hooked up with him couldn't come back....
The tears that poured out his eyes blurred his only remaining eyes, and soon someone forcibly dragged him up and dragged him on.
An earth-shattering cheer was heard not far away, and in his perception, a large amount of life breath was converging in that direction, was it the final battlefield?
Greyjoy's army was the first to achieve a breakthrough victory, capturing all the buildings in the target area, and the war beasts unleashed by the witch were frozen into sculptures by the knight and burst into tens of millions of pieces.
The blockade fog was dispelled, and the Heavenly Ancient Tree came into the eyes of the knights along the way, the core of the Ice Ling Realm was here, and they could feel that the fighting qi in their bodies was being suppressed by an invisible force.....
Sensing the movement here, the Alliance Knights of the other two sides launched an even more fierce offensive to eliminate the witches who were still resisting.
The Knight of Punishment spread his steel wings to the fullest, wisps of dark fighting energy swirling wildly around him, eventually enveloping him in a giant cocoon.
Daphne, the witch standing atop the dragon's head of the Eternal Night, quickly sensed the danger in the air and was about to raise her trident staff to cast a spell when she received an evacuation order from Mireda.
So she could only stop her movements, perform a levitation technique on herself, and decisively leave the battle and go to the ancient tree.
The dragon of the eternal night let out an earth-shattering roar, its body glowing with a royal blue light, and swooped its wings towards the location of the black cocoon.
This suicidal attack has traditionally been used against a large number of enemies, and it is difficult to be effective against a strong opponent.
At this time, since there was such a big flaw in front of her, Daphne naturally would not let go of this opportunity to severely damage the Knight of Punishment.
"Born of darkness and entangled in primordial sins, I am willing to hold a sword and cut off this bondage!"
A calm and firm oath echoed in his heart, and Aaron, the Knight of Punishment, opened his eyes, and the sword erected in front of him bloomed with a strong black glow.
The cocoons are torn apart by the black rays, and the black crosses that cross horizontally and vertically are reflected in the air, no matter where you are in Pamela, you can see this solemn scene as long as you look up.
A terrifying suction power came from the black cross, and the dragon of the eternal night, which was already diving, almost collided head-on, and the ice crystal body was suddenly burned out of a deep ravine, and the originally dazzling royal blue light quickly dimmed.
Aaron, the Knight of Punishment, appeared in the sky at some point, and the whole person fell suddenly, and the iron boots stepped on the head of the dragon of the eternal night.
The dragon of the eternal night hanging from the black cross seemed to sense his fate and immediately struggled, but no matter how violent his movements were, he could not break free.
The dark forces continued to erode it, dyeing its crystalline body a terrifying inky black, and the faint wail finally disappeared completely in the sky, leaving only the howling cold wind.
"Darkness is eternal, sin is hard to quench, witch, and there is still one round in the battle between us. ā
Aaron, the Knight of Punishment, looked at the distant enemy, stretched out his sword and pointed at it, and a strong will shot out along the tip of the sword.
The sorceress Daphne's response speed was very fast, and she instantly unfolded the sevenfold shield, but this invisible force was the same as cursed witchcraft, ignoring the actual protection and falling directly on her.
Just as a spark came into contact with gasoline, a translucent black flame ignited on her body, and this power did not harm her body, but directly acted on her soul, although it was only for a short moment, it was absolutely painful.
She gritted her teeth and forcibly cast a sorcery that she used to increase her flight speed, making it easy to get entangled if enemies caught up with her.
However, her worries were obviously unnecessary, for the Knight of Punishment, this killing move was also extremely heavy on herself, and it was impossible to drive the Iron Wings in pursuit with all her might.
Compared to the danger on this side, the Wind Rider's side is much more decent, and there is no enemy of the same strength to confront him, and he is purely relying on frontal strength to crush.
Charon led people to destroy most of the witches' back hands, and also allowed the Alliance knights on the ground to exert their full strength and defeat most of the witches in one go.
It's just that once when the magic circle node was being destroyed, a dark green viper burst out in the explosion, and it didn't enter Charon's eyebrows when everyone couldn't react, and this sneak attack was probably the only bright spot in the witch's whole process.
Then a large amount of dark green gas grew in the air, condensing into the old face of the Rotten Witch, who smiled grimly, "The plague favors the sick body, great knight, you will be exhausted by endless torment, and decay will become a pile of mud." ā
The Grand Knight of Lied swung his sword and split the face in two, only to be met with a nervous laugh, which made him even more angry, and he took a step to chase after the routing smoke.
It was Charon who stretched out his hand to stop him, and said calmly: "It's just a clone that entangles mental power, she wants to consume your energy, there is no need to waste effort." ā
Hearing Charon's words, Lie couldn't help but stomp on the ground, he was also more worried about the curse on the former's body, and said without any turn: "Legion Commander, now I will accompany you to the rear for treatment immediately!"
Charon shook his head, put his palm to his forehead, and then arched his fingers and dragged it forward, directly forcibly withdrawing the dark green poison gas in front of the stunned knight of Lied.
His physique had already reached a rather terrifying state, even if he was weak and weak at this time, the blood mercury in his body was hot and hot, and he had a strong resistance to the curse of the epidemic infection.
The witchcraft of the Rotten Witch had already died before it could begin to infiltrate, and it was better to curse the witchcraft on the fly, at least the latter would have been a powerful medicine and could show a little effect.
Although the curse was easily dissolved, after this episode, the Grand Knight and the Seventh Legion's subordinates were also more closely guarded, but they never encountered the Corrupt Witch again.
Eventually, the Tempest Knight stabbed the knight's sword into the heart of the witch Loga, leading the rest of the knights over the corridors of the building, breaking the fog blockade and laying the foundation for victory along the way.
Looking up, in addition to the ancient tree that covered the sky and the earth, there were countless alliance battle flags flying in the wind.
The Wind Knight flipped out the token to summon his horse, turned his horse's head to look back at the crowd, and said in a high tone: "Victory is in front of us!
The crowd responded violently, and suddenly people were noisy and neighing, spreading like a tide to the other two armies.
The remnants of witches, hiding in tree hollows and standing on branches, watched as the knights converged into a dark cloud of black oppression, and all they had was a translucent barrier that enveloped the entire ancient tree.
The knights were densely packed and countless, and they had less than 10,000 men left, and the means they could use had already been used in the previous battles, and now their only advantage was that they were near the ancient trees, and their strength was increased to a certain extent, while the enemy was weakened.
But with such a huge disparity, they no longer see any hope of victory......
"Witches, there is no way back for you, if you choose to surrender, I will swear in the name of the alliance that I will not take your lives, and promise to give the witch forces a chance to redeem you. ā
Greyjoy, the knightly commander on horseback, stood straight and shouted in the direction of the ancient tree, knowing that there was little hope, he also wanted to fight for it and reduce unnecessary sacrifices.
"Greyjoy, do you think we'll choose to wear a collar and be driven forward by you like cattle and sheep, and be bought and sold like goods?"
Mireda's angry voice spread across the battlefield, and this passage still carried a strong demagogic power, but it was no longer affecting the knights' minds, but was used to stabilize the floating hearts of their side.
"Did you arrive here and you felt that victory was in sight, and that our witches could be overturned?!"
"Isn't that so? Could it be that at this point, Leader Mirida, do you still think that the hole cards you left behind can destroy our 50,000 knights in turn?"
Greyjoy questioned coldly, and the other knights were also disdainful, not only the number gap was large, but the knights who could make it here alive were even more powerful and elite, how could the witch win? If it wasn't for the spurning black magic, maybe the war would have been over long ago.
Only Charon secretly frowned, and in the absence of major movements on either side, the ground was still trembling slightly, the amplitude was so weak that it was difficult to detect, and he continued to spread his perception to the ground, but he did not find any witchcraft-inspired fluctuations.
"Of course, this can't be done, but it's always wishful thinking that you want to destroy us, and it will be interesting if the victory that is easy to achieve is out of reach. ā
A cold smile tugged at the corners of Mireda's lips, her hands crossed and encircled herself, and the witch powerhouses who were guarding her did the same, as if they were performing some unknown ritual.
Greyjoy holds the hilt of his sword, he will verbally strike his enemies, but he never underestimates them in his heart.
"What strange sorcery are they going to perform?" said Aaron, the Knight of Punishment, frowning.
The Wind Knight looked back at the knights who were rubbing shoulders, "No matter what kind of witchcraft, just pay attention to a few of us, let the knights replenish some fighting spirit first, many people can't hold on." ā
The two Greyjoy agreed with him, and despite the high morale of the knights, there were already quite a few people whose power fluctuations were in a state of flux.
If you start a high-intensity battle at once, there will definitely be many people who will eventually be exhausted and infected by the ubiquitous depletion particles in the air.
"Del Knight!" Greyjoy was about to ask Charon's opinion, but saw the latter's sudden burst of golden flames.
The Wind Knight and the others noticed something was wrong, and they all looked over, and after a series of battles, they already had a deeper understanding of Charon's combat power.
The existence of a knight commander can be compared to only his personal strength, and if such a character has movement, they will naturally not take it lightly.
"There's something wrong with this old tree, so it's best to get started as soon as possible. ā
Charon stared deeply at Wei Wei's massive ancient tree, the countless trivial information brought by perception was constantly being combined in his mind, and although there was no clear result yet, he knew that the change would come soon.
Greyjoy groaned slightly, but he couldn't find detailed information about this tree, only that this tree existed here before the witch opened up the Ice Realm, and it was able to withstand extreme cold, and was used as a center by witches.
For the sake of long nights and dreams, it is better to strike first!
Unfortunately, before Greyjoy could open his mouth to give the order, the ground shook suddenly, and everyone could clearly feel the place where he was standing sinking an inch high, and the next moment, countless thick roots tore the ground from the ground.
Not only where they stood, but the closer they got to the ground of the ancient trees, the more dense their roots became, and they seemed to be pulled by a great force to tear the ground.
"Enemy attack!"
The knights were in a state of fierce fighting for a sudden attack, but as soon as they severed the dancing roots next to them, a landslide that affected half of Pamela began.
The earth was torn out of cracks, large and small, and the unsteady knight was confronted by the spurting cold aura that did not leap to safety.
The fighting spirit was extremely weak in the face of this surging cold aura, and hundreds of knights were frozen into human-shaped ice sculptures in this way, dimming and extinguishing their own life breath.
The scene fell into chaos, and Greyjoy immediately ordered the great knights to use their perception to guide the ordinary knights to avoid the danger zone and use their sword qi to dispel the cold and evil aura.
"Tempest Knight, has the Alliance attacked the City in the Sky before?"
Charon's face was expressionless, and the ancient trees reflected in his eyes were breaking away from the shaking earth, breaking off the tangled roots one by one, and slowly but surely levitating upwards.
The Wind Knight looked at him, stunned, and muttered in a low voice, "What are you kidding..."
Greyjoy and the others also noticed the movement over there, and turned their heads to see the shocking scene of ancient trees rising from the ground and thousands of soil mud streams pouring down to the ground like waterfalls.
The rumbling sound shook everyone's eardrums, and the billowing smoke and dust clung to the ground and swept towards the knights, who chose to ignore them and just stare at the ancient trees that were getting farther and farther from the ground.
At this height, even siege engines are ineffective, how can they capture a fortress that they can't touch?!
A strong sense of loss and unwillingness to gnaw at everyone's hearts, the whole world has become empty, after a lot of hardships and countless lives, is this the result of return?!
Greyjoy's eyes were red, and regardless of the horse's ability to bear, the iron boots stepped directly on the horse's back, and rushed into the sky.
The pale blue and white light suddenly shone, and a cold iron spear with exquisite patterns appeared in his hand, causing the momentum on his body to suddenly rise to a higher level, and the incomparably strong fluctuations vibrated in all directions.
The spear stabbed in the air, stirring up countless circles of light, and a loud eagle chirp sounded, and the majestic and huge figure followed the gun's momentum towards the ancient tree.
"Ice Arctic Spear - Olsen. ā
Charon silently recited the name of this superb real weapon, even if he triggered the combat skill attached to the real weapon, he was not optimistic about this attack, the energy contained in this ancient tree was too huge, and it was difficult for one or two people alone to shake it, even if it was a peak knight.
The eagle condensed with ice crystals looked at the impact of death, pecked its beak at the outer barrier of the ancient tree, and then erupted into a dazzling blue light, and the endless cold current whistled and spread.
But this is not the end, Greyjoy used his fighting spirit to condense the three-foot-thick ice crystal ground under his feet, and with the help of his strength, he jumped to a higher place, raised his spear and roared up to the sky!
The surging fighting spirit stirred again, and a huge glacier quickly condensed in front of him, and the spear slammed into the glacier, causing it to vibrate and crash towards the location of the ancient tree.
Boom -
The loud noise shook the heavens and the earth, and this time the fire added fuel to the energy of the area, and the terrifying explosion wave visible to the naked eye distorted the space a little, and then spread and flooded to the periphery wantonly.
The big knights drew their swords one after another to deal with the rolling dust and cold currents that had flooded one after another, and the ordinary knights also bowed down and plunged their swords into the ground to resist the hurricane that swept over at this time.
Every knight commander can suppress one side, relying on this earth-shattering power, but the ancient tree that has endured two unique moves in a row has not fallen back to the ground, and the dense energy has dissipated in turmoil, still floating steadily in the air, if it were not for the external barrier still rippling violently, it would not even be able to see that it had withstood the attack.
Greyjoy gasped and looked ugly as he fell back to the ground, and the other knights fell silent, just clenching their weapons tightly.
"Taritana, in ancient times, had the meaning of the Floating Treeman, and before we established the Ice Realm, we made an agreement with the ancient tree of Taritana here to store the core in its body in exchange for its protection. Unless all of you put on your wings and use your proud fighting energy to unify, you will never be able to threaten the heart of the Ice Realm, the butchers with blood-stained hands!"
"Without Taritana's suppression, Pamela's Extreme Cold will soon come, and you will have to roll out of Pamela and out of the Ice Realm, and when you return, you will find that we have rebuilt Pamela!
"You! will never be able to defeat us!"
The amplification spell sent the passionate proclamation of the witch leader Mirida far away, followed by the cheers of tens of thousands of witches.
Even the strongest knight commander could not shake the floating ancient tree, and the morale of the alliance team declined like never before, and the increasingly cold air condensed a shallow layer of frost on the knights' armor, eliminating all the temperature in their bodies and hearts.
The big knights spontaneously gathered around Charon and the others, and the atmosphere was depressed and silent, and finally it was Aaron, the guilty knight, who broke the deadlock.
"Your Excellency, maybe it's time for us to think about retreating. ā
Greyjoy Huo Ran looked at him, his eyes were selective, and he roared in a low voice: "How many years has the alliance been prepared, how many lives have it taken to get to this point, and you told me to retreat?!"
Everyone was silent, not to mention the past, even from this expedition to the present, more than 60,000 people have been killed and wounded, and no one is willing to give up their efforts, even if they sacrifice themselves, but there is no hope.
Even if Charon wasn't in a weakened phase, he didn't think he could successfully knock the ancient tree back to the ground under the influence of the core of the Ice Ling Realm.
At most, it would be difficult for him to continue fighting after breaking through the protective barrier once, and the three high-ranking witches who were enough to fight against the peak knights, plus the remaining elite witches, were enough to deal with the follow-up killings of several peak knights of Greyjoy, and support the ancient tree to reopen the barrier.
The pit created by the ancient tree's levitation continued to gush out a chilling aura that spread out in all directions, forcing the knight to expend more fighting energy to defend against it.
Some of the knights, who had long been at the end of their crossbows, even began to burn their vitality, and their fighting spirit became bright again, but they could not find the enemy, could not find the direction of the charge, and waited for death in a daze.
The witches, on the other hand, seized the opportunity and prepared to use a large sorcery to attack them on the ground.
"Lord Commander, are you going to let them all die here?!"
Darting to make a fuss, Doro reached out and grabbed the manic Greyjoy, looking directly at the other without fear.
Greyjoy's fighting spirit exploded, wanting to shock Doro, but he was still dragged by the latter, and other knights surrounded him one after another, and a strong qi machine pressed over.
He had to take a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his emotions, regained some of his senses, and ordered some of the legion commanders to lead his knights to temporarily retreat outside Pamela City.
Charon silently followed the development of the situation, his heart was calm, but his gaze at the floating ancient tree deepened and became more dangerous, and in the end, he chose to trigger a certain imprint engraved in his mind.
Far away from the alliance headquarters millions of miles away from Dongbai, the real artifact placed in the forbidden land is lit up with brilliance, and the heavenly knights who symbolize the strongest force of the alliance communicate independently.
The world contained in the real artifact quickly built an illusory palace, the walls made of ice crystal tiles shone with dazzling light, countless sharp swords hung overhead, and the eighteen summoned appeared on their thrones one after another.....