In Anaheim, the fierce siege lasted from the early hours of the morning to the middle of the night.

Most of the stars over the city were obscured by thin clouds, and it rained heavily at night. The gorgeous courtyard of the High Elf city-state was shrouded in the shadow of death, and heart-rending screams rang out one after another.

The outer city was breached by the Dark Elves army and reduced to ruins, and the defeated High Elf army retreated and regrouped, coexisting with the outer city. Because they knew that behind them was the courtyard of the lord, and that a step back was the boundless vastness of the ocean.

An inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood!

The ruins of the outer city have become the most efficient meat grinder, where large numbers of dark elves and High Elves fight and kill. A team of 100 people rushed up, often in less than half an hour.

At this point, people's brains have become pig brains. No one will surrender, and they must fight to the death to give up.

Surrounded by guards, Hemmer stood in the devastated streets, a bolt of lightning that lit up the world with silver light outlining his hideous Dreadlord helmet and delicate brow bones.

It also illuminated the sharp spears on the other side of the street, between the shining armor and shield walls of the silverlight guards.

It's just nightfall, and the street is relatively narrow, so it's foggy and very depressed. The rain was slanting and could not be stopped by standing under the eaves, and the hands and lips were frozen like skates scraping bones.

The rain splashed and washed the blood stains from the armor of the warriors on both sides.

The richly dressed High Elf archmage held his staff in his hand and looked at Hemmer with a cold gaze. The puddle on which her delicate shin armor was tread, floating with wood chips and foam, rippling and rippling throughout the street.

The rain hits the banana night, and the people break their intestines.

The enemy was very red when he saw him.

The female mage of the light department raised her hand to stop the team, and as the warriors echoed, hundreds of elite spearmen formed a steel city wall, Hemer and the others.

The female mage's grim countenance did not waver in the slightest. Standing in the middle of the formation, she raised her scepter with a resolute expression, chanting a spell at the Silver Guards.

"Graciful Fei, Keeper of the Light, please listen to my prayers and cast your eyes of mercy on these brave warriors......" she muttered as she gathered the winds of light-based magic. Phantoms of glittering light spread over the heads of the Silver Guards, emitting a blinding light like jewels; Soon, another shield phantom shrouded them, quickly disappearing; Next, they were wrapped in a silver light; Again, a faint chant sounded, and the arms of the Silver Light Guards flashed with divine blessings, and their bodies entered a semi-illusory ......

Several successive light protection spells were terrifying and angry.

"Light magic that increases the strength of the troops' armor, Faye's light of protection, the light of conquest that gives the trait of never rout, and the time warp that increases attack and movement speed in Bainona... Can you stack a few more buffs? The Master can do whatever he wants, right? ”

Hemmer was so angry. Daddy said he was going to use magic to defeat magic, and when he captured Anaheim City, he would have to play with two of them.

The female mage of light on the opposite side had not finished reciting the spell, and almost at the same time, Eliden, who was beside Hemer, also raised her staff, but she did not add magic blessings to Hermer's troops, but directly hit the opposing army.

After all, there are not many enhanced magic in death magic, and they are all large-scale killing magic.

"In the name of Dark Zeres, witness destruction!"

The drenched trench coat blows, Eliden puts one hand in his pocket, the handle of his staff falls to the ground, and the street that was originally covered by the wind of light magic is occupied by the death magic that gathers from all directions, and the elven mage's face changes drastically, because above her head, a huge celestial body with a purple outline and a rich death aura appears.

"Zeres' purple sunset! A despicable dark race that only uses evil dark magic to torment others. Bastards like you deserve hell, and my only fear is that your blood will defile my holy robes! ”

Eliden unleashes a third-level magic of the death system, the purple sun, and temporarily creates a dangerous vortex of moving energy, and those who fail to escape the touch of crystallization will fall into an eternal curse!

"Really?" Eliden smiled seductively at the other party, "I've heard that the scourge is a thousand years old, hehe." ”

As soon as the purple sun solidified, many of the silver light guards below were swept into the center of the vortex, along with the corpses of the two armies on the ground, and strangled into powder.

The last fully formed vortex of magic slowly moved, sucking in dozens of High Elf warriors who couldn't dodge, and their gun formations faltered and loosened at this moment.

Hemer was immediately overjoyed, raised his sword and shouted, "The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road!" Brothers, rush with me! ”

As he raised his arms, hundreds of Iron Thorn Town troops swarmed up behind him, rushing towards the High Elves like hungry wolves.

"Raise your gun to meet the enemy! Not a single one to stay! "The female mages of the light regrouped, and the elite silver light guards recovered from the chaos and set up a gun array to crush the army of dark elves that ran into it.

Hemmer took the lead in the battle group of the Silver Light Guards, with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other.

He understood that now that these High Elves were boosted by the Light Spell, their morale was high, and they would never be defeated, and it would take time and effort to defeat them.

So his goal is very clear, capture the thief first, capture the king first, take down the female mage first, and then slowly annihilate this high elf force.

Using his sword to slash down a few of the Silver Light Guards, Hemmer led his few Black Ark pirate guards towards the female mage.

After a few minutes of fierce fighting, the mage recognized Hermer's intentions and mobilized the pikemen on standby in the rear to act as a barrier around her.

At the same time, she swung her staff, and several beams of purifying energy shot out of her hand, illuminating the ruined streets, and slamming straight into Hemer.

"Lord Hemer, be careful, it's Flash's burning gaze!" Eliden was too far away from Hemmer and was entangled by the Silver Light Guards, so he couldn't step back to help Hemmer at this time, so he could only remind him loudly in a hurry.

Several dazzling balls of light stung Hemer's eyes, and Hemmer simply gritted his teeth and took a step back to stabilize his center of gravity, while holding the shield in front of him.

The power of the ball of light was beyond Hemer's belief, and the moment it came into contact, Hemer was hit hard and almost dislocated his wrist.

Resisting three balls of light in a row, Hemer's shield-holding left hand drooped, and while his arm was stabbed by a barbed arrow, he lifted his long sword and slashed forward with the remaining physical strength, knocking down several High Elves who surrounded him.

After he stopped, blood gushed down Hemmer's arm. He propped up the ground with the tip of his sword, his eyes hot and panting, and as another wave of attacks came up, his own guards finally broke through the blockade and guarded in front of him.

The situation is in crisis, despite the injuries Hemer braced up his body and moved forward with his sword.

A High Elf spearman roared and charged at him, and Hemmer threw away his heavy lord's shield and moved a definite step to the side, grabbing the passing spear in his left hand and plunging it into the spearman's heart.

His cheeks were cut open by the blade of the spear, and hot blood flowed out, Hemmer touched the beads of blood, opened the way with a long sword, and with his brave morale, he led the pirate guards to crash away from the escort group in front of the female mage, he roared and slashed at the other party, but the female mage also reacted quickly, and the staff slapped on Hemer's already seriously injured left arm, and in an instant Hemer's face turned pale, and he almost fell to the ground and was pierced through the heart by the female mage with the gauntlet sword.

"Your Excellency... My family will leave it to you. The young Gloomy Swordsman grinned miserably at Hemer, and was then beheaded by the female mage.

Standing beside the guard, Hemer's face was covered with the other party's hot blood, and he stared blankly at the broken neck in front of him, with a moment of confusion and stunned.

Hemmer didn't even know his name, but the other party traded his death for his own life.

Intense guilt and anger hit Hemer's heart at the same time, taking advantage of the female mage's long sword castration, Hemer pounced and knocked the other party to the ground, and then held the dagger that I don't know who fell, and stabbed the female mage's neck, but the other party held Hemer's hand and pushed it back hard, but a sword stabbed into Hemer's shoulder blade.

Hemmer was so painful that he even felt like he had been stabbed in his scalp, gritted his teeth, and after a few seconds of stalemate, the dagger broke free from the hands of the two men.

Suddenly, Hemmer grabbed the helmet of a dead High Elf spearman beside him and slammed it into the head of the female mage.

Bang bang bang!!

After a few dull loud sounds, the female mage beneath him was silent.

Hemmer lay on top of the other, hot blood running down the back of his hand, and he didn't know if it was his, or someone else's, or just a pre-death illusion.

The vision became more and more blurred, the rain mixed with the blood rolled into the turquoise pupils, and Hemer vaguely saw Eliden rushing towards him with his guards... The picture is finally frozen here.

"Steady! Everyone occupies their own place, and the rioters are killed! After the Second Dread Spear Regiment, the personal guard regiment and my Lord Hemmer sent back to the barracks outside the city! Hemmer fell into a coma, and Eliden temporarily took over the troops, directing the troops in a hurry.

As she retreated methodically with the remnants of Iron Thorn Town, she failed to notice that on the roof of the courtyard on the right, there were more than a dozen hidden hermits staring coldly at her team.

The masked Shadow Crown's hand silently drew out the barbed arrow, drew the bow and aimed at the seriously injured and unconscious Hemmer, and the rest of the hermits on both sides aimed at their respective targets in great agreement, and the barbed arrows engraved with the winged eagle were drenched in the torrential rain, revealing a momentary cold light in the thunder explosion.

Under the bastard, how could Eliden sense the threat of the hermitters, and saw that the bowstrings of the shadowwalkers on the roof were slowly pulled to the full moon, ready to attack.

Suddenly, the hand of the shadow crown who led the team seemed to sense something, and waved his hand to signal his subordinates to stop.

He straightened up, twisted his neck, and his sigh melted into the rain, "What a ghostly fellow." ”

The hermits turned around and saw a dozen Kane Assassins wearing masked hoods and black cloaks appear behind them at some point.

Each of them had a dagger unsheathed, and the other carried a winding repeater. The eyes under the hood were cooler than the rain that was falling from the sky.

Instead of responding to the Shadow Crown's hand, Sabios aimed his crossbow at his opponent's heart.

The hand of the Shadow Crown did not panic in the slightest, he glanced at the inner city of Anaheim shrouded in the torrential rain on the side, and defiantly hooked his hand towards Sabios, showing a flirtatious smile, "Do you dare to come?" ”

"You can try to run away again." Sabios said coldly.

Scold.

The Shadow Crown's hand scoffed disdainfully.

In the next moment, he and his hermits had dispersed in all directions, even though they were moving between the extremely smooth rooftops of the buildings after being wet by the rain, they were still walking on the ground, walking like flying.

"Leave no mouth alive." Sabios took the lead in the direction of the Shadow Crown's escape, while the rest of the Kane Assassins sought their own targets.

In the rainstorm, on the rooftops of Anaheim's towering courtyards, the Assassins of Kane and the hermit warbands of Nagareth once again competed fiercely.