Unexpectedly, not only Alice and Sophia, but all the members of the special attack team are struggling in danger. The 'Four Heavenly Kings' of the www.biquge.info Dragonstone descended, and their combat ability and those demonic beasts at the gate were not at all the same.

Needless to say, the family members of the young man in the long coat could easily suppress the four of them with the power of a single blow - the great sword knight Weigu, the slashing sword Asbel, the bronze wall Frey, and the black swift wolf Yuri.

Of course, the three knights did their best to exert their 'Holy Spirit blessings', but despite this, they still fell behind. If nothing else, just because the young man's ice sculpture turned out to be the same as them, driving the elves freely and showing better 'magic skills'.

At first, I thought he was a swordsman, but in fact he was not so, he was an all-round warrior, in battle, according to the battle situation and opponent, to flexibly switch the weapons in his hand, and use completely different tactics and various attributes of the 'magic skills'.

When he wields his sword, it pours out flames that scorch all things. His flames can be attacked and defended, sometimes swept and swung out flying sacred birds, sometimes blocked, creating a blazing wall of flames, sometimes stabbing and condensing vermilion bullets, and sometimes slashing, turning his front into a purgatory trajectory.

When he raises the great bow, it can pour out an overwhelming stream of clear water. His water can be near or far, with his bow and back to set off a high wave, pulling the string and pulling the string to release a stirring waterfall, pulling the half moon and spraying the endless waves of the sea, and reaching the full bow to summon the heavenly river that falls straight down from the sky.

When he spreads his wings, he can sweep up a storm of flat sand and clouds. The strength of his wind is unstoppable, his wings and tails tremble slightly, like a falcon falling and flying rapidly, swinging his wings horizontally, the vacuum blade is endless, the emerald feather shakes, swinging thousands of sharp knives to avoid it, and waving his wings angrily, rolling up the sky dragon scroll to purify the sky.

When he hammers down his heavy fist, it can stir up a violent earthquake that cracks the earth and collapses. His heavy fists are invincible, gently throwing, throwing rock cannons to destroy cities and buildings, slapping the earth, all things flying and slaughtering, stretching out his arms and spinning, turning into rock turtles and smashing everything, grasping and pinching angry grips, even if the iron bones of the diamond are shattered.

It can be said that his presence, his power, may be the supreme form sought by the 'blessing of the Holy Spirit'. The elf's power fused perfectly with his will, and he wielded the elemental power as if he were breathing. Right now, he switched between various weapons as he wanted, and correspondingly used magic skills with similar attributes, so that the four young people were at a loss for him.

On the other side, the axe-wielding man who fought with Chris and Mira, although he did not have the gorgeous skills of the youth, but he had a body that was trained to the extreme, he was infinitely powerful, invulnerable, and boldly faced the bombardment of magic, but he was not even injured by half a point.

The vicious axe blade forced Chris's holy sword to retreat, and only brute force suppressed the light of the magic skill, seemingly cumbersome but extremely fast, with each swing, the power was so strong that the air exploded, so that Chris could not find the slightest opportunity to condense the power of the holy sword in his hand.

Now on the field, the only one who can compete with the opponent is probably only Whitehouse. It's said that they are equal, but he is already scarred. Because the old man and the lion-faced orc each used a deadly tactic to launch their own fiercest offensive like a mad beast, completely ignoring the damage from the other party.

It's not that Whitehouse is a reckless brainless man, it's that his experience has taught him that there's no other way than that. The fierce beast in front of him is completely crazy, he has no sense of defense at all, and conventional tactics will definitely not be able to win.

The longer the time drags on, the more your physical strength will be weakened, and the battle situation will get worse and worse, and the rest will only be defeated. Knowing that this is the case, it is better to fight to the death, and maybe you can still fight for a glimmer of life.

"These ...... What the hell is it!?"

Chris struggled to take the heavy axe, wrapping the blade of the Holy Sword with lightning in an attempt to fight back, as he squeezed out a painful sound from his mouth.

"If my guess is correct, these are phantoms created by the Abyss Dragon, the phantoms of her memories. ”

"The phantom of memory, drink!"

Chris shouted and stabbed the holy sword wrapped in purple electricity, and with a precise blow, it stabbed the shoulder of the big man with the axe in a straight line, and the electric light broke through his body, and you could see the flash of electricity flowing into his whole body, in other words, ordinary people had already been burned into black charcoal from the inside out, but the strong man didn't think so at all, he raised a kick and kicked Chris out with the sword. Immediately after, the man followed the direction of Chris's fall, pursued at a faster speed, and raised the giant axe high to cut the opponent's waist.

Seeing this, Mira hurriedly used an unknown magic, allowing her body to disperse into particles of white light in the blink of an eye, and condensed into a galloping flash to grab the blade of the giant axe, and in a thrilling way to block the blow with the knight's sword. However, with the strength of her arms, it was far from enough to offset the force of this slash, and finally collided with Chris and fell to the ground.

Strong...... It's just too strong. It's hard to imagine what kind of exercise it takes to achieve such a physique.

The two struggled to their feet, re-erected their swords, and stood in battle. This time, Axe Man didn't take advantage of the victory, he stood still as if he was showing off his strength, waiting for his opponent to get back up.

"That's right...... They are all phantoms of memory, and these characters are probably all warriors who fought against the demon dragon in history. ”

Mira continued her explanation from what she had just said. And her guess also hit the bull's-eye, these extraordinarily powerful dependents in front of her are the strongest warriors in Rachi's memory, who have fought against her and almost defeated her.

"I see, they are the legendary heroes who slay the dragon, so this power is convincing...... It's an honor to be able to fight with my predecessors, hehe, it's really an honor to think about it......"

Including Hilda, everyone in the 'Four Heavenly Kings' has the strength to compete with the Qingyuan Dragon. In other words, in this battle, the combat power that blocked Alice and them was equivalent to four Qingyuan Dragons. Moreover, the 'Four Heavenly Kings' may be the same as the dependent demonic beasts on the periphery, immortal and immortal.

This means that from the very beginning, there is no chance of winning. It's a tug-of-war that is absolutely impossible to win. What awaits everyone is only after the physical strength is exhausted, and they face the road to destruction.

Gradually, the people who had been scattered and fighting were driven away by the overwhelming force of the 'Four Heavenly Kings', and gradually squeezed together, surrounded by four ice sculptures in the center, forming a strange scene - the side with the superior number was actually surrounded by a small number of people.

Even Alice, who usually doesn't think much, realizes that this moment is unusually bad, and indescribable anxiety wells up in her heart. It's not just her, a faint sense of despair is creeping in between everyone.

And at this moment, a calm and calm voice sounded from the crowd, it was the words from the little sister Sophia-

"Sister, don't lose sight of our tactical goals. Sophia looked at the huge 'dragonstone' suspended in the sky with clear eyes, and continued, "Fighting is not our goal. Victory does not require defeating the enemy. Sister...... Our ultimate goal is to break that unsightly stone and ......"

The younger sister woke up Alice, who was anxious because of the quagmire of the war. That's right, she's not here to fight these monsters in front of her. It's to get Ratchei out ......!

Of course, except for Mira, who knew the intentions of the three sisters in advance, Sophia's words sounded to everyone else, and they thought that the goal of her mouth was to kill the demon dragon.

"But what the hell do you have to do to ......!"

"Method, not for nothing. Sophia's confident voice brought a glimmer of hope to everyone.

The 'Four Heavenly Kings' did not give everyone a chance to talk quietly, and relaunched their offensive as they spoke.

Fortunately, they are all fighting on their own and do not have any cooperative relationship with each other. This made the two sisters, as well as the knights of the legendary blade, make up for the difference in strength with their skillful cooperation with each other, and barely fight with each other.

"Little girl, if there is any way to tell me quickly, come and hear it! The old man is not going to be tied up here!"

"So old man, if you 'use all your strength', how many seconds can you suppress that lion?"

"--The old man didn't release water, and in the face of this monster, he did his best from the beginning!"

Sophia's words made Whitehouse frown, not only him, but even Alice didn't quite understand the meaning of his sister's words. You must know that reality is not about making cartoons, and no one will hide any second or third form at the moment of life and death. Alice doesn't think that if she tries hard, she can turn into a super Alice with yellow hair and yellow.

"Don't get me wrong, I mean...... Grandpa, and everyone, if you do your best, regardless of the consequences, regardless of the consumption of physical strength and magic power, and do your best in one go - how many seconds can you create?"

At this moment, everyone understood what Sophia meant. The current battle situation is like running a marathon, and the economy between masters is often unable to decide the winner in an instant. How to conserve one's physical strength in the process and wait for the opportunity to make a decisive comeback has always been an important part of the tactical game.

Including Alice's previous life, the same is true of martial arts ring fights, and in order to win, she also learns the essentials of distributing physical strength in each round. Even if it's not really 'fighting', if it's other competitive sports, you can find a lot of similar tactical ideas. In short, knowing that you can't defeat your opponent, but still recklessly exhausting your physical strength, and finally hating defeat is a mistake that only laymen can make.

In her previous life, Sophia was a professional special forces, and she had experienced countless harsh missions, and of course she understood how important the control of power was for a protracted war, but despite this, Sophia still put forward a desperate opinion at this juncture.

"I asked, so I'll answer first...... Twenty seconds. If, at the current pace, there is a lack of one between us, the front will collapse...... However, if I exert all my physical strength and fighting spirit in a short period of time, then sister, I can hold 'Hilda' in a controlled position for twenty seconds on my own...... That means creating twenty seconds for you to break that stone. ”