Thousands of Chaos warriors swarmed into the breaches of the wall, like a torrent that burst through the riverbank, infantry and cavalry mingled, purple banners fluttering wildly over the spear trees. Among them were Kugan warriors wearing pointed helmets and decorated with bird feathers and animal tails, and there were also tall Norse warriors wearing two-horned bronze helmets and chain mail, and the roars of excitement, the sound of war drums, and trumpets came and went, like a terrifying ensemble.

"The victory is ours, the main force of the young lady should come immediately, and she will definitely reward me for my merit in taking Kislevgrad!"

About half an hour later, Desarin, the great witch of the Kugan beast department, looked at the burning light and shadow of the city and the echoing sound of killing, and reminisced with some smugness. Nearly 10,000 of the 20,000 Kugan-Norse troops under her command had already broken into the city, launched attacks from the gap to the left and right, seized the wall of the city that was 1,200 meters long, and planted the purple flag of Salis on many battlements. Now, with most of their forces advancing into the city, and a third of their forces attacking the two forts separately, the enemy's hard shell of defenses has collapsed, and Kislevgrad is about to fall into the hands of the Chaos army!

"Well...... Shall I also rush into the walls? Forget it! My magic is exhausted, and now is not the time to be a hero. ”

The black-haired witch held her cheek with her hand and whispered to herself. Although the boiling sound of killing and leaping flames made her a little unbearable, her reason told her not to act rashly, and although she had the strong body of a beast wizard, she was not a mage. Instead, he specializes in control and auxiliary magic. With the full power of that magic, one of her coldhorned beasts has the power to defeat the three Chaos Mammoths, but the wizard's own defenses are weakened and vulnerable. In any case, with the victory already in hand, don't risk it!

But suddenly, she felt something strange, followed by a great pain that tore through her mind! Almost instantly, it was as if a fog of death had enveloped her body, and she felt a terrifying aura that she had rarely encountered. She tried to defend herself with magic, but it was too late. Because a few cold claws have pierced her chest!

"There's an Assassin! Capture the Assassin! Lord De Saline has been attacked!"

The screams of the Chaos Dancers and the Kugan warriors came and went. The whirling flash of magic mingled with the sound of the sword unsheathed. But it was too late, and De Therine's body fell like a puppet, sliding heavily down the Coldhorn's back. And almost at the same time, the silent Coldhorn suddenly leaped wildly. Feverishly galloping. Crush the astonished Kugan cavalry around him in pieces. Several lightning-fast shadows jumped around it. Agile like a jackdaw skimming the sky—

"The funeral crows seem to have reaped, and their souls will forever return to His Majesty the Supreme God Emperor. ”

In a grove four miles away from the edge of the Chaos Camp, a tall black figure looked at the Philosopher's Stone in his hand, which was gradually shining brightly. sighed calmly. His voice was old, but with an indescribable coldness and majesty, like a blade and like an ice peak.

"Yes, may the immortal wings of the crows fly forever, and may the flesh and blood of heretics and demons be devoured by the crows!"

More than a dozen voices rang out in unison, most of them young, men and women, but the common feature was the same coldness, as if there was no expression in the air. They all stood behind the tall black figure, cloaked in black cloaks and helmets in the shape of crow's beaks, revealing only the lower half of their faces, and the sharp shoulder armor on their shoulders was like the wings of a jackdaw.

"The crows are forever soaring on the path of the funeral of the enemy, and your soul is stronger than the flesh of the tiny!"

The tall black figure gently stretched his palm to the sky, and then waved a pattern of a St. Sigma cross, with black smoke and white sparks, as if performing some kind of prayer ceremony. At this moment, his voice gradually became a little louder, but it was still so cold.

"The flame of the soul sublimation of the crows will consume heretics and demons, this is the greatest meaning of the short life of the crows!Rest in peace, my crows! The immortal god-emperor and the Inquisition of Steel will remember your name!"

At this moment, a faint flash of light illuminated his body, and his stern face under the black hood could be seen. It was a long, slender face, an old face without a beard, and a huge scar diagonally across his left eye and the bridge of his nose to the corner of his mouth, almost splitting the grim face in half, adding a striking momentum to the grim old man.

"It seems that the enemy's general offensive is progressing a lot, Kislevgrad is in danger, do you want to inform the army?"

A few minutes later, a tall woman stepped closer, gently bent her knees, and posed her question to the majestic old man. She has a good build, but one arm is exactly the shape of a mantis scythe, with a dark blue serrated blade with a hint of weirdness.

"The army has the eyes and ears of the army, we have our own responsibility, and the army will do what they are supposed to do. Forget that and keep moving, my warriors. ”

The majestic old man waved his hand gently, his voice calm, but with unquestionable force.

"We see, Lord Ceuta!"

With the slight bow of the mantis daughter, more than a dozen voices sounded neatly at the same time, and the warriors in black cloaks walked up to the old man one after another, saluted solemnly, and then jumped up like lightning, and ran towards the chaotic camp, as fast as the wind that melted into the night sky.

At the moment when the strange twists and turns outside Kislevgrad came to an end, the war in Kislevgrad was still boiling. The swarming Chaos warriors did not know the news of the assassination of their general, the shrine maiden, and many more other Chaos troops also arrived, and the king of the red wall seemed to have turned into the sweetest fruit, attracting the boiling swarm with indescribable charm.

"You...... Misunderstanding!

Facing the dagger of the girl in white, Hyde eagerly explained, and for a moment there was some confusion. But the current scene is indeed a little embarrassing, the tall girl is lying in his arms, her slender eyebrows are raised in surprise, and her face is full of anger and grievance. She probably didn't figure out the situation, and confusedly took Hyde for an enemy.

But the nervousness disappeared immediately, for the girl seemed to be too weak to use the power of the dagger, but only the slight side of Hyde, and the glittering dagger slammed into his breastplate, sliding to the ground with a thud, losing any threat. At the same time, the girl's hand hung down weakly, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her pink mouth.

"Kill me, pawns of Chaos! Kill me! I won't be a prisoner!"

She cried out weakly, trying to bite Hyde's arm, but barely had the strength to move. Grievance and anger made big tears slide down her beautiful cheeks, and her short blonde hair hung down disheveled, with a special charm. At this moment, she is so beautiful, beautiful like the angel with folded wings. (To be continued......)