Garibaldi the Lightweary stood on a cliff overlooking the battlefield, his face full of growths without any expression, but his gaze at the battlefield was extremely cold, and there was no trace of warmth belonging to the living.

The battle situation is not optimistic for the army of gods. Under the guidance of the golden griffin banner, tens of thousands of allied troops of the mainland countries have formed an encirclement of the outlaw pass, the left flank of the allied army is like a heavy hammer, slamming the defense line of the evil army from the front again and again, and the right flank of the coalition army is like a solid anvil, holding giant shields and spears shoulder to shoulder, forming an incomparably thick defense line, the strength of the will of these human soldiers is completely beyond the expectations of the light-weary, even when the Calamity Flame Aroji personally took action, with an overwhelming wave of fire devouring thousands of lives on the right flank of the coalition army, they did not retreat, even those charred corpses were mostly standing, as if still holding the ground under his feet.

Garibaldi's eyebrows trembled suddenly, and hatred and jealousy intertwined in his eyes, the former belonged to the evil nature of the gods, but Garibaldi had the willpower to suppress it well enough, and the latter was in a sense an appreciation for the army in front of him.

The Lightweed still firmly believes that the position of the Divine Army is as solid as a rock, and as long as he doesn't want to let the coalition force through, he doesn't want to have a single person or a horse to break through the Pass. But he no longer considered the resistance of the coalition forces to be insignificant, for before his eyes, the army of the gods had already suffered considerable losses, even if the number of losses was far less than a tenth of the total, and they were all the weakest of the lower gods.

"You have pleased me with your blood and your lives, and have made me identify with your strength and will. The Light-weary whispered to himself in a very hoarse voice, "What a pleasure it would be for you to enjoy the luscious taste of victory, and then drink the bitter wine of despair in the realm of the gods!"

A cold wind blew, and it seemed as if the sky and the earth were dark for a moment, and then the light returned, and the figure of Garibaldi the Lightweary had disappeared from the cliff. Except for the low, terrifying laughter that still echoed, as if the head of the gods had never appeared.

Obviously, the departure of the Lightweary was not consulted with the other two high-ranking gods, just the moment his filthy figure blurred. Transformed into a black whirlwind of calamity, Luo Ji suddenly let out a roar full of wrath and hatred, and the flame origin power gathered outside his body suddenly exploded, like a black crystal suddenly bursting, scattering a deadly rain of fire in all directions.

At least forty knights were shrouded in the rain of fire, and whether it was the blocking of the fighting spirit or the protection of the armor, they were vulnerable to the shards of fire that shot like steel needles. The screams and the scorched breath spread at the same time, and Aroji's outburst was without warning. Accompanying these knights to their deaths were more than a hundred low-level gods, forming an extremely stark void around him.

The twisted mind of the Calamity Flame was filled with the anger of betrayal, which struck his little sanity like a rising tidal wave, and even his body trembled violently, as if at any moment he could fall into madness from uncontrollable rage. Arrow knew very well that his anger would not go away on its own, and that only by creating a horrific massacre could he soothe his hungry soul.

He thinks so, and he's ready to do the same. However, just as the black flames circled around him like a whirlwind, there was a sudden buzz in the clear sky, like millions of bees vibrating their wings at the same time. And the sky suddenly became dark, as if something had suddenly obscured the sun. ...,

"Say hello, little darling!" a bold yet elegant voice rang out from above the battlefield, with a tone of banter and a more distinct confidence.

Aro looked up in confusion, but he didn't see the cloud that obscured the sun, because at that moment, a light that burned his eyes suddenly fell from the sky and hit the head of the Calamity Flame with great precision.

The silence was followed by a loud bang, and Arrow roared furiously, cursing. Black light flowed down his face like blood, and when it landed, it turned into a burning fire. His right eye was first stabbed by the light, and then destroyed in the explosion, and even the high-level gods with their amazing regeneration abilities could not recover from the fierce battlefield.

"Well done, baby. One more shot!" the voice sounded again, and a series of thunderbolts exploded in the air, and hundreds of equally dazzling rays of light fell from the sky like a torrential rain, drowning the figure of the Calamity Flame Aroji in a huge explosion.

Led by the Sabre, the Warrior and the Eagle, a full fifty alchemy flying ships slowly sailed into the battlefield in a neat wedge-shaped array, and the large alchemy ballista, the Storm Thundergun, fixed on the bow and side of the ship, was pointed at the ground at a 15-degree inclination, and the muzzles of the guns carried the lightning and smoke that had not yet dissipated. A banner painted with twelve steel swords in the shape of a ring fluttered in the wind on the mast of the flagship saber, and under the banner stood a handsome young man dressed in a noble dress and wearing a thin sword at his waist, his sky-blue eyes shining with the confidence of a strong man.

"Prepare for the second wave of attacks, each gun position is free to find targets, and fire continuously!" The young man's voice resounded through the sky through the brass horn installed on the alchemy ship, and at the same time attracted the attention of the army of gods below, and some of the gods with wings and the ability to stay in the air let out a piercing strange cry, and before them, sporadic flickering teleportation light had already appeared on the deck of the alchemy flying ship.

Unlike the lower gods, who are completely controlled by bloodthirsty instincts, the high-level gods often have considerable wisdom and spell-casting abilities, a ball of flame rises from the bow deck of the saber, and then the two fire spirit envoys under the command of the evil flame Aroji step out of the flames one after another, and the empty eyes burn with jealousy and hatred for all life. These high-ranking gods had skull-like faces and withered bodies, and were composed entirely of withered flames that ordinary steel could not reach them, and even the magically enhanced vajra sandalwood decks began to scorch and pop beneath their feet.

"The gods are coming, rush, go!"

"Get them off deck!"

A group of armed crews swarmed out of the Sabre's hatch like ants that had blown up their nests, and these crew members were hand-picked young men, most of whom already possessed fighting strength and were extremely adept at fighting on the decks of flying ships.

"Blood, dance, body, burn......" A strange curse sound poured from the mouth of the fire spirit envoy, and the crew members rushing to the front suddenly let out a cry of pain, tongues of fire stretched out from every interface of the armor, and it actually burned from the inside of their bodies.

The Fire Spirit Demon Envoy let out a piercing shrill laugh, but before the sound fell, a bright star bloomed between the eyes of the Fire Spirit Demon Envoy in front of him, and his movements immediately stiffened, and after a few seconds, the Fire Spirit Demon Envoy's body began to tremble violently, as if it had been torn apart by a sudden wind, and collapsed on the deck, like thick black smoke rising from his remnants, drifting past the side of the alchemy flying ship, and disappearing into the sky. ...,

Another flame demon envoy hurriedly began chanting a spell that was even more evil and powerful, but as soon as a few syllables came out of his mouth, the same star blossomed behind his head, followed by a mocking admonition.

"The one who killed you is the sword dancer Ricardo, Count Ansel, go back to your master and cry!"

In a sense, the Fire Spirit Demon Envoy is equivalent to a clone of the Calamity Flame Ah Luo Ji, two Fire Spirit Demon Envoys were killed in succession, and Ah Luo Ji's anger suddenly burned uncontrollably again. He let out a high-pitched howl, and a black flame rose from under his feet, enveloping his entire body with a bang. In the next moment, the Calamity Flame soared into the sky like a huge black meteor, dragging a long tail flame behind it, and collided with the sabre horn.

No matter how skilled the sword dancer Count Anse El was, he couldn't stop the Fire Meteor incarnated by the Calamity Flame from crashing into the Sabre, because he wasn't a true legendary powerhouse, and he didn't have the long-range volley ability of a magician. But this does not mean that the alchemy flying fleet is powerless, including the Sabre, there are more than ten alchemy flying ships aiming the storm thunder gun at the roaring fire meteor, and the dazzling light is intertwined, like a huge light net.

Calamity Flame Ah Luo did not hesitate to crash into the light net, and the light of the Storm Thunder Spear tore through one black wound after another on his body, but it was all healed in the blink of an eye, and it could not cause real damage to this high-level god leader at all, only slightly reducing the strength of the black flames around his body.

In less than ten heartbeats, the black meteor incarnated by Arrow had already broken through the light net formed by the Storm Thunder Gun and flew to the right side of the Sabre. The overwhelming heat could not even shield the Sabre's magical shield, and then a fierce wind swept across the deck, blowing almost all of the armed crew to the ground.

Only the sword dancer Count Ansel stood on the bow deck with a fearless smile, the stars and the fighting energy of the stars blocked the fierce wind that approached him, but the terrible heat was not able to stop the strength of the fighting energy, as the Calamity Flame Aroji continued to approach, although the face of the Count of Anse El remained unchanged, there were already many beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Die, die, die, ah......" Calamity Flame let out a terrifying roar, and the fire meteor exploded, and the black flame stream grabbed the saber like a flaming giant hand, and then squeezed and rubbed it hard. Barely a second, the auxiliary magic furnace installed on the Saber emitted an untenable alarm, and the magic shield that could easily withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of ninth-level magic also made a crisp cracking sound. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )