Seeing the enemy's attack, Eldridge was also relieved.

A cloud of black mud catapulted towards Gwendrin like a long snake that tensed and then stretched rapidly.

The severed-legged giant swooped down diagonally, trying to block Eldridge's ejection with his wide frame.

But the black mud is Eldridge's body, and he controls it easily and flexibly.

Without the thought of wasting his strength on the untasteful giant, Eldridge's black clay limbs arced and bit towards Gwendlin.

The spirit of the Shadow Sun had been weakened by the tension of the long period.

Just now in the cistern, he easily killed Archbishop MacDonald.

After releasing [Combat Skill: Endurance], Smalle suddenly became even more brave and unstoppable.

But now, the Protoss has long since weakened.

"Poof!"

Soon after, more and more nimble knights of conquest followed.

Maybe the next hit. At most, it won't be able to resist seven or eight more times. Your armor will be frozen to the point where it can be shattered!

When the smoke cleared, a knight dressed in golden lion armor stood next to the crossspear nailed to the ground.

But it's nothing.

"Drink~"

But judging by the frequency of attacks and movement speed he is receiving now, he will most likely die directly on the road.

Shalivan wanted to solve these unrests in one fell swoop, so he was ready to take action.

"Jilala~"

And Small's temper temper grew stronger and stronger in this mockery.

If it weren't for the fact that the two archbishops had brought too few clergymen, perhaps without Sullivan's own hands, the reformed priesthood beast would have been able to tear MacDonald apart.

But this is just an illusion brought about by temporary strengthening, Smoke's mobility is too poor, he is not not strong, but it is not compatible with this battlefield environment.

"Hah!"

It wasn't until the last moment that he hurriedly cast his magic again and displace himself.

The beast-like and furious battle knights, each hissing with cold white freezing air, rushed towards the formation of the silver knights lying on the ground!

Ambition exists for the enjoyment of success.

The ring was set with eyes condensed with power.

On the bowstring are thick enough arrows for ordinary people to make short guns.

Sullivan had witnessed the flames of sin in his early years, and from that moment on, an inexhaustible flame of ambition burned in the young magician's heart.

The monster was like a crocodile, but there was a big hole in the chest and abdomen, exposing the entire chest and abdomen.

In this way, it is easy to be invincible.

But as the snake's foot was eaten by Eldridge, Gwendrin's feelings and thoughts were also transmitted to his consciousness.

Smoker flew a knight with a hammer, and in the hand of the knight even held the sword of Ilussil that had been issued by Rigwin Forest himself.

He originally wanted to coerce Yuer Shika out of the line and imprison her on the Captive Tower first.

This is also the result of the research of Shalivan, who likes to oppress the magicians, and Shalivan likes to transform the priesthood into this form.

But I didn't expect that the half-dragon girl, who didn't understand anything, had the decisiveness to run away in one breath.

There was only a group of inconsequential knights left.

And standing not far away, admiring Shawan's last charge.

There are also monsters about the size of the Great Jackal Dragons in Shalivan's ranks.

But after all, he couldn't get rid of it completely, and another snake foot was simply cut off by himself.

Just by plunging into the ground, the ground seems to have turned into waves, setting off waves of earth and rocks.

The fire of his ambition was never extinguished, not even weakened. How can a little gold and silver jewelry be satisfied?

The Silver Knights, whose consciousness had been blunted, took up their bows at a suitable distance higher than their own.

Material comforts are only the spices he adds to the process of his life.

Become a mad lackey loyal to the Pope.

The serpent's foot was swept into Eldridge's body, tasting the flesh and soul of the Protoss.

The eyes glowed with ice blue in the viewing holes of their fully covered helmets.

I am the son of the King of the Sun, the King of the Black Salary Gwen, and the successor of the Protoss.

The Pope's knights of conquest.

But his size was too clumsy, and in most cases, after hammering a knight into battle, he couldn't go up to make up for the damage and was killed on the spot.

But Shalivan doesn't think so.

The Pope is not prepared to leave these stumbling blocks in front of him.

Shalivan is enjoying it right now.

The thunder on the swords of the Silver Knights is fading, and the frost of the frost on their armor is expanding its reach.

His power is truly second to none, even among these god-generation knights.

It was several knights who were tall, lanky, but on all fours, moving like beasts.

It was a beautiful and slaying cross-spear, one that had even pierced through the scales of an ancient dragon!

Gazing into those black eyes will make you emotionally high, you will have the desire to fight to the death, and in the end, the knight will be reduced to a beastly berserker.

A huge shadow was covering him.

This is Smoke's skill.

But Smoker is powerless, and he doesn't want to care about these things anymore!

As the executioner of the Protoss, he has served the Protoss for tens of thousands of years. Now that the Protoss is facing annihilation, he didn't want to be alive in the first place!

It is said that starting to enjoy means that one will become weak.

Many enemies huddled around the Silver Knight, and more stabbed their frozen weapons through the gaps.

The hammer like a water tank was pestled to the ground, and at the same time, a white phantom burst out on his body.

When the loyalists are hanged, the Protoss hostages will be useless.

As a result, the Secluded Sage, who knew that the 'Eating Concept' could not be achieved, was not in the mood to spend more now.

——

Shalivan himself arrived in front of the mansion that had recently lost his entire team of necromantic knights and a witch.

And after losing the armor of his own body, he will be even less optimistic.

However, a thunder and lightning twist that was familiar to Smoke, almost a hallucination, sounded in his ears.

Just wait for the freezing air to freeze the armor and flesh unconsciously, and the next blow can directly shatter a piece!

Smoker was well aware of the lethal power of these frozen gases, and he could also feel that his armor and body were rapidly accumulating these magical frozen gases as the knights of the battle were closely attacking.

With only one salvo, more than a dozen dragon hunting arrows were like gourds piercing sugar, plowing the formation of the necromantic knights!

After stabbing through several enemies, he slammed into the masonry of Ilusil and nailed it to it!

But the Necro Knight was just a miscellaneous soldier of Shalivan.

Smoke's mind was already a little confused.

Silently, the knights of the Sword of the Dark Moon were partially eroded.

Originally, they were all powerful knights of the Knights of the Darkmoon Sword, but before Shalivan, he would give them the rings with power that he had researched.

Smoker struggled and fought, trying to use his last strength to get close to Shalivan, who was standing behind the formation.

Able to gather freezing gas on the enemy's armor and body, at first nothing was felt.

I will not beg for mercy, nor will I wail, nor tremble!

So Eldridge knew that this crucial meal would be no fun to eat.

He shouted to Sullivan.

Across from him, Smoker just snorted in his helmet and picked up his hammer the size of a water tank.

Shalivan rubbed the seven or eight precious bracelets and jewelry on his wrists wearing gold and silver, and under the crown of the Pope, the deep and different eyes looked playfully at the silver knights who were still maintaining a rudimentary defense line outside the mansion.

The chill on those frozen weapons is the magic of the Cold Valley.

The ribs, on the other hand, are turned out of the body, no longer performing the duty of protecting the organs, but instead become craggy bone spurs that harm the enemy.

The line of defense is being dismembered.

"Fight me! Come and fight me! ”

He was armed with two long swords, which were considered to be the longest and half swords in his hands.

But if you convert the body size to an ordinary person, it is basically a big sword, an extra big sword.

The dragon spears that pierce through the sky are far more powerful than the dragon hunting bows of the silver knights!

"Bump!"

Perhaps this follows the Age of Fire founded by King Gwen. It's really coming to an end, right?

And now, it's the final stage of the plan.

The instinctive way this monster folds his hands in prayer after being hit hard always makes him laugh as if he has seen a burlesque.

A gasp of breath came from the feet of Pope Sullivan.

It was once the residence of the Shadow Sun in Irushir, and later served as the temporary residence of Princess Yur Shika, the acting head of the Knights of the Dark Moon Sword.

There is also the executioner of the Protoss who is the leader, Smoke.

Compared to the Necromantic Knights, who were used as miscellaneous soldiers, these were the works that Sullivan poured his energy into.

The dust and mist were shaken up, mixed with golden thunder!

If in the past, when the Protoss was fully armed, he could certainly find a suitable battlefield to play, and even the troops of the Protoss could build a battlefield specifically for him, a strong man.

It is a testament to the excellence of a knight.

With the chill of snowflakes, it spilled out through the link gaps in the armor as they moved.

With the sound of haze, there were already sporadic snowflakes falling down the night sky, and a layer of ice crust suddenly froze on the ground of Ilusir, where a thin layer of snow flakes had accumulated.

Frostbite, broken skin, cuts, hammering. These high-frequency attacks had greatly depleted his soul power.

The feeling was resolute and firm.

The battle ended in an instant.

He used Gwendelin's safety as a bargaining chip, and the wealth and knowledge of Ilushir and the entire Protoss were in his hands.

The entire blade of the straight sword is made of magic-infused frost, with graceful lines, and the water vapor that can be shaken off the blade can be shaken off the blade and frozen into snowflakes due to the low temperature.

"Now that Princess Yu'er Shika has disappeared, I will have to take you down and punish you, Lord Smoke."

And in addition to these, there are also humanoid, armor-clad papal knights.

But all I got was a glance at the other party's unwavering eyes.

And now that Shalivan let them still use these weapons, it was undoubtedly a mockery.

The dragon bow and arrow are like bed crossbows in the hands of these powerful knights!

The shaking of the bowstring shook the air!

Blood poured out of the cracks in the frozen armor, and a layer of red frost formed on it.

Before coming to the mansion this time, both Shaliwan and Smoker knew that this would be the last time they would see each other.

As the youngest but highly accomplished magician, Shalivan also has full confidence in his own combat prowess.

Smoker is still fighting.

Even in the end, Shalivan has to put himself in the position of 'righteousness'.

Because in this mansion, even Yu'er Shika, the last person Shaliwan needs to pay attention to, has already left.

Then he will mobilize his strength and gradually eliminate the loyalists under the command of the Protoss. If the war is unfavorable, she can be used as a hostage to force the loyalists to give in.

Then, many white soul bodies also fell!

They looked in silence at the Pope's minions, as well as at Pope Thalivan himself.

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