A city within a city, that's all I can say about that place, and when I walked into that city-within-a-city, I realized that the most interesting thing about this place was that it was actually in a huge pit!

Should that building be called a temple? It looks quite similar, I have seen this style of building in Zur Grab, the capital of the Troll Empire, and it is also in a large pit, and when I look up at the reliefs that have been eroded by the wind and are not very clear, I do not find the characteristics of the troll building.

The army came in from the outside, but just as they were about to enter the temple, all the statues on either side of the building came to life at once.

Then there was a flurry of flesh and blood, and the resurrection of the stone statues not only caught the soldiers off guard, but also caused chaos on the platform at the entrance of the temple to a huge figure, the insect with a rose-red carapace stood on the platform, its carapace was rose-red, but the black spots reminded me of the seven-star ladybug. The long tentacles swayed at the sides of its body, and the most amazing thing was that it was decorated and draped with crimson cloth, and even I could see golden tassels hanging down its body.

Its upper body is acceptable, but the legs of the lower body have greatly shocked my imagination, which is to connect the spider's body, but the spider legs that are wider than the human body are really thick and make me feel incredible.

It was evident that the army's momentum had been affected, and then the thing spread its hands and saw as two purple clusters of light appeared in its hands and threw them towards our crowd. There was no explosion, no sound, but what happened next made Vandal scream.

The soldiers who were affected by the light immediately turned around and raised their weapons towards the soldiers next to them. The scene was chaotic in an instant, those resurrected statues were already messy enough, and the magicians were already tired of dealing with these guys at this time, and they had no ability to control the soldiers who suddenly went crazy, so in this case, Vandal directly ordered the withdrawal of the army.

He was right, and if he didn't withdraw his troops, more people would die.

But this kind of retreat was so easy to run after losing the fight and turning around, the entrance to this temple itself was not very large, and the door of more than ten meters was not wide enough in front of this kind of embarrassing retreat. The soldiers, who were stunned by the attack of their compatriots, suddenly did not know what to do, they were still good brothers in front, and now they raised their butcher knives to themselves, whether to kill or not to kill? Soldiers with shields are waiting for orders, and those without shields will either wield their spears and knock them down, or they will simply stab the crazy guys to death.

And the soldiers who were in the confusion were still somewhat sensible, and in order to prove that they were not crazy, they would communicate verbally and quickly get together in a few groups so that they would not be alone and misunderstood.

The statues pursued until they were about to chase the door, and the dwarves formed the first line of defense against the shield wall erected in front of the door. But then the explosion of the crowd broke down that defense in an instant. I didn't see what was happening, only a pop in the dwarf pile, and the flesh and blood of the explosion were scattered everywhere. At first, I thought it was a mistake in the operation of the artillery, but in a blink of an eye, it was not, the dwarves were very combative, although there was an explosion that killed and stunned many people, but their follow-up troops immediately made up for it.

Vandal asked to retreat, and we were far away from the doorway, and it was only in the labyrinthine alley that we found a solution to the statues. The druids finally came to their senses and summoned the vines, and the tied statues were blown apart by the combined action of the magicians' frost spells and artillery.

The last of the mad soldiers was left, and no one cared about whether to capture prisoners or do a study of why they were crazy. Destroying all those who raise their weapons against themselves and want to attack them is the first thing that must be done.

After withdrawing for a long time, the commanders finally reacted that they couldn't be so reckless, Vandal was responsible for this failure, but no one would chase him for responsibility, everyone would just bandage their wounds and continue to wait for his next order.

After being driven out of the city within a city, Vandal ordered to continue the retreat, and it is difficult to say what happened here this night, and there was really no escape in the event of another attack.

It was the most depressing night of the time, the soldiers were tired, and the commanders were gloomy and couldn't hold back a fart. Now that we know where the scouts were, it's a blessing that they'll come back alive in the first place. To be honest, I really don't know what to do in this situation, and I've thought of all the ways I can think of in the face of that huge monster, but it's basically an idea that is impossible to achieve.

I think of the scene of Akmund being blown up on the holy mountain of Hyjal, I think of the scene of the liquidation of the army of Kel'thugad, and I think of the magnificent scene of the Alsace army crushing the border. The idea is good, but how is it possible? Dragons are a good idea, but it doesn't seem like there will be any dragons to support you except the cold guy sitting at the edge of the table.

Vandal is a great druid, is this great druid at this level?

I looked at the guys at the table, and the orc commanders of the tribe always had a sense of non-anger on their faces, and they discussed today's battle in low voices, but occasionally glanced at the elves with some contempt in their eyes.

The elves are on fire, but Vandal, the main leader of the battlefield, must be held accountable for this. His brow furrowed, and the dwarves came up with two options, one was to tear down the city, and the other was to blow the temple to the ground with artillery. He frowned, the two methods seemed to be good, but the bugs weren't going to make it easy for them, and it would take too long for such a plan to take long, even if the gunpowder was to be shipped from Balmodan in the Barrens. But until there's a better way, it's a no-brainer.

Surprisingly, however, the orcs agreed to this option, saying that if they could minimize the casualties, it seemed to be feasible, but it would only take some time. Gavinrad also seconded the proposal, and he had seen it with his own eyes today, not only had they never seen this level of magic, but it would be extremely demoralizing if it were used again.

Everyone understands the truth, and everyone can say it, but as the backbone of normal warfare, Vandal actually has a lot to consider, and simply talking about the problem of the wounded and sick will have to worry him to death. For the time being, there will be no troops to replenish, so this time will either be stabilized or defeated. As for victory, I don't feel much hope at this table.

I'm a person who is very afraid of trouble, and the current problem makes me feel very aggrieved, and this kind of situation of advancing or retreating is not a situation where I am really anxious to get angry. The tribe also suggested the idea of a death squad in the city, and went deep into the temple to investigate it again, and the people who said this were impassioned, but no one responded. I thought in my heart that I would set up a death squad, but I really dared to die, but what information could I get in the end?

Then the dragon spoke, "The closer you get to that temple, the more you can feel how evil this place is, that dark energy I don't know if you can feel, the feeling that has been moistened into the soil. ”

All eyes were on him.

"To fight against this evil, it is difficult to solve it with strong magic for the time being, but the druid's healing spell may have some effect here, that monster is no longer an ordinary beetle during the day, it must be cursed or distorted and transformed, the stronger it stands on this polluted land, the stronger it is."

"No wonder it doesn't chase it out." I say.

"No, it has to be there, there's something in that building that it has to guard." Long said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"This place...... It's actually a prison. The dragon said, "There is darkness down here. ”

Vandal turned his head to look at the dragon, "You never told me that. ”

"I just don't want you to face the darkness so quickly."

"My son died in that war." Vandal was furious.

"You don't know what you're up against."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You didn't have enough strength to face it. And...... When we perceive that you have opened this seal...... It's already too late. ”

Vandal gritted his teeth in disgust. "Do you think we can deal with this now?"

The dragon looked into his eyes and was silent for a moment, "Still be careful. ”

"Humph!" Vandall's tone was very disgusting. "Be careful...... Your caution is nonsense. What we need now is a solution to the problem, not your comfort and reminders. ”

I glanced at King Sarufar, his expression darkening.

"You'd better help." I said, "As a Guardian, you can't watch this basket get stabbed bigger and bigger, we've done our best." ”

The dragon didn't look at me and just frowned, "Only I can help you this time." ”

No one answered, and everyone was waiting for him to make a statement.

"I'll help you......" he looked at Vandal, "I'll do my best." ”

"You're reluctant to say that." Sarufar raised his chin and frowned, "You seem to be in a difficult situation. ”

"I think he's hiding something!" When I said this, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and although he didn't stare at me, I could feel his murderous aura.

Everyone was staring at him.

He stood up suddenly, "I will bless you and your army, and let your army have our power." He said, "I hope you will ...... as soon as possible Solve these troubles. ”

He left the room, and everyone looked at each other.

"What are you doing......" I glanced outside.

Vandal still looked angry.

"I think this guy ...... Something to hide from us. I said, "So he's right...... We're really...... Be careful! ”