Killing, killing that never sleeps!

The Demonic Beast Legion of the Sacred Realm seemed to have endless power, launching wave after wave of crazy attacks on the Savage Fortress day and night, which also put the garrisons and mercenaries guarding the fortress under unimaginable pressure.

Inside and outside the city wall, the corpses of the demonic beasts were stacked higher and higher, and the demonic beasts outside the city did not even need to use the earth dragon beasts to rush up the hill of corpses to go straight to the city wall and start a fierce battle with the guards.

The casualties of the garrison's samurai and mercenaries gradually increased, and if it weren't for the garrison sending a few top powerhouses to sit in the fortress and kill dozens of high-level commander-level demonic beasts in one go, I'm afraid the situation would have been even worse.

Leon held the first wall for five days, during which time he returned home only once, and after a few moments with Mullie, he hurried back.

But the endless slaughter did not destroy his will, but made his strength more and more consolidated in the battle, and the demonic beast that fell under the sword of the demon dragon was extracted from the soul, nourishing and strengthening the soul eater demon suit.

After five days of bloody battles, Leon could feel that he was only one step away from breaking through to the sixth level.

"They're rushing up!"

The Lion Knight roared loudly, and a pair of bloodshot lion eyes were full of manic and violent color.

The middle-aged commander, like Leon, had been on the city wall for five days and five nights, and his strength was not as good as Leon's, and he didn't have the Soul Eater Suit magic weapon, all supported by amazing perseverance.

But by now, he is already at the end of the crossbow, if it weren't for Leon coming to the rescue from time to time, I'm afraid he would have died under the attack of the demonic beast.

Until now, the massive cannon fodder of the Warcraft Legion has been basically exhausted, and the number of Warcraft beasts engaged in the attack has been greatly reduced, but the level of strength has been greatly improved, and it is even more difficult to deal with.

Dozens of fourth-level wind shadow wolves and five or six fifth-level dragon armor beasts rushed along the corpse mountain to the city wall defended by Leon and others, most of the heavy crossbows on the city wall were damaged in the battle, and the arrows were almost used, and the few that could be used could not intercept these powerful demonic beasts at all.

The Wind Shadow Wolf is incredibly fast, its claws are sharp and it can unleash the Wind Blade, and the Dragon Armor Beast has an amazing defense and can spit fireballs, none of which are easy to deal with.

This section of the city wall where Leon is located was originally defended by hundreds of garrison warriors and mercenaries, but now only half of the casualties are left after the battle, and most of them are injured, and the threat of these dozens of mid- and high-level demonic beasts is definitely extremely great.

"Kill!"

At this time, Leon finally used his killer weapon.

The eight-sided demon armor suddenly appeared outside his body, and in an instant, it flew past the upper end of the city wall, tearing through the air and making a shuddering roar.

The Wind Shadow Wolf who had just rushed up was caught off guard, and was slashed by the attack wave formed by the eight-sided demon armor, and they were cut into two pieces with a scream, blood mixed with internal organs sprayed to the ground.

More than a dozen Wind Shadow Wolves were killed almost at the same time, and the mercenaries were suddenly in high spirits.

But Leon didn't stop there, he took a big step forward, his right boot stomping heavily on the ground.

The boots fell, and a circle of red light suddenly appeared, and then spread out in all directions with lightning speed, covering everyone within a radius of dozens of paces around.

All the samurai and mercenaries within the range had a faint blood light on their bodies at the same time, their bodies swelled suddenly, and the bones of their bodies made a popping sound like fried beans.

They didn't understand what was happening, but everyone felt that their strength suddenly skyrocketed, and together with their battle intent instantly climbed to the top, they couldn't help but let out a roar, brandishing their weapons to kill the demonic beasts that pounced on them.

Aura of Strength!

This is the third Divine Blessing Warrior talent that Leon has obtained after being promoted to the fifth level of Soul Ring Warrior.

The Aura of Strength is an area-buff magic that, when released, can increase the strength of Leon and all his comrades within a certain radius for up to half an hour.

Unleashing the aura of power at one time would require the consumption of all of Leon's accumulated faith power, and if he hadn't seen the critical situation, he wouldn't have taken out this killer weapon.

However, the effect of this magic aura is extremely obvious, all the warriors affected by the aura seem to have swallowed stimulants, desperately slashing down the demonic beasts that rushed up, and even the dragonarmored beasts with amazing defenses were destroyed and cut into pieces under the chaotic axe attack.

This wave of demonic beast attacks was hard-beaten, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, because it seemed that the number of demonic beasts outside the city was running out, and it was impossible to make a comeback immediately.

But at this time, something happened that no one expected.

"Wyvern, it's a flying demon dragon!"

Suddenly, there was a cry of almost despair, and everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky.

I saw that above the sky dome in the distance, dozens of huge black shadows appeared, and they flew towards the fortress quickly.

Leon's gaze was so sharp, and it was daytime, so he could see the true face of these dark shadows at a glance.

It was a terrifying flying demonic beast, with a huge body and wings of astonishing size, a hideous head, dark scale armor, flashing claws, and a black aura in their mouths, they were the overlord of the Sacred Secret Realm Demonic Beasts-Demon Dragon!

From the sharp thorns protruding from the backs of these demon dragons, it was easy to tell that they were level six thorn wyverns, although the thorn wyverns were not the most powerful demon dragons, but dozens of them were gathered enough to easily sweep the air riding power of the Savage Fortress.

And the most terrifying thing is that in the middle of this group of thorn wyverns, there is a terrifying demon dragon with an even larger body and a dark red body.

Flame Dragon!

This is the ultimate overlord in the first realm of the Holy Realm, the seventh-level fire demon dragon!

The Flame Demon Dragon is an almost legendary existence in the first realm of the Sanctuary, no one has ever dared to challenge its majesty, it is said that there was once a powerful mercenary group in the depths of the secret forest unintentionally encountered it, and as a result, hundreds of warriors only escaped back.

Flames burned beyond the dragon's body, and like a proud king, it soared above the heavens and towered over the Savage Fortress.

There was no doubt that this Flame Demon Dragon was definitely the leader behind this unprecedented scale of Warcraft Siege, and when it led dozens of Thorn Wyverns to appear, a tide of Warcraft appeared on all sides of the Savage Fortress again.

The final showdown!

This was definitely the last attack of the Warcraft Legion, and the Savage Fortress, which had stood for hundreds of years, was on the brink of its greatest danger.

Woo!~ The desolate and majestic horn sounded in the fortress, and the few remaining reserves of the garrison rushed up the city wall, and the aura of magic shone on everyone as if they didn't need money.

Everyone understands that if they can't withstand this wave of attacks, no one will be spared.

"Beamon's brothers!" A high-ranking commander of the garrison roared, his hoarse voice echoing across the city walls: "Behind us is Beamon's home in the Sanctuary, for which we have paid countless sacrifices, and we must not let it be lost in our hands, even if it is at the cost of our lives!"

"Opa is on top, for Beamon, fight to the end!"

"Fight to the end!"

Hundreds of samurai and mercenaries shouted with all their might, their weapons in their hands, their eyes wide open, and the atmosphere of misery spread across the walls.

No one retreats, no one is afraid!

For thousands of years, the bravery, fearlessness, and sacrifice of the Beamon beasts have shone brightest in them, and those who were seriously wounded and lost limbs in battle also gritted their teeth and climbed the city walls.

For Beamon!

In an instant, Leon had the urge to cry, he held the Demon Dragon Sword in his hand, the blood all over his body was boiling, and he had never been so eager to fight as he was at this moment.

The belief divine power that was originally consumed was suddenly filled with soul cores!

Roar!~ The roar of the demon dragon was heard in the sky, and the powerful demon dragon army finally came to the sky above the fortress, and the thorn demon dragon spat black balls of light towards the fortress's defensive shield.

After five days and five nights of fierce fighting, the shield of the defensive circle was far inferior to before, and when it was hit by the black light ball, the entire mask began to fluctuate violently.

The Fata and Arrow Towers in the fortress immediately launched a counterattack, and pillars of light pierced the sky and shot straight at the demon dragon.

But these dragons are very cunning, they quickly disperse, flying with a nimble flight that is not commensurate with their bodies, dodging the cannon fire from the fortress, and they can really dodge but also rely on their own mana armor to carry it down.

And on the city walls, the defenders and the monsters that rushed up frantically launched a fierce battle.

Leon brandished the Demon Dragon Sword to block the front, and the eight-sided Demon Armor swirled outside him, knocking out the monsters that pounced on him, and every time he swung his sword, he would inevitably kill a demonic beast.

With the Soul Eater Gauntlet, the Protective Armor no longer hinders attacks, greatly increasing Leon's combat power.

But Leon knows very well that the decisive battlefield is not here, but in the sky!

After dozens of demon dragons had drawn away the firepower of Fata, the scorching demon dragon suddenly swooped diagonally from the sky, and spewed out a long breath as thick as a bucket in the air only a few dozen steps away from the fortress magic circle shield.

Rumble!

The Fata in the fortress didn't have time to intercept it, and the flames slammed into the defensive shield, producing an earth-shattering explosion immediately.

The flames flew, a barrier that was strong enough to resist the forbidden spell, was violently blasted open with a large hole, and although it was not enough to collapse the entire defensive mask, it was undoubtedly a heavy blow.

The Flame Dragon, on the other hand, gathered its wings and accelerated its dive, sprinting through the cracked hole into the sky above the fortress.

Seeing that it was about to crash into a tower, the mighty dragon suddenly spread its wings again, turning around and sliding towards the city walls.

As it turned around, its wings swept fiercely across the upper part of the tower, breaking the sturdy tower!

It's so damn dead, the direction of its swoop is the section of the eastern city wall guarded by Leon!

(To be continued)