The manticore lion also had more than a dozen wind fangs hanging on its body, which were also doused with acid. Bayi Chinese Internet This is a strong acid enough to corrode steel, and the flesh and blood of the wind tooth fur were quickly ablated, and they fell from the body of the manticore, rolled on the ground a few times, and then never moved again, and then turned into a pile of black residues in the blink of an eye.

The scorpion lion, doused with acid, went even more frenzied, quickly culling several wind fangs that were haunting him, and then tried to continue his escape. But as soon as it turned its head, another spiritual shock from the brood hit it, causing it to collapse in place, and then dozens of wind fangs jumped to the body of the scorpion lion one after another, simply pressing it down with its own weight. A few seconds later, another thick acid was poured over the manticore.

The brood fell silent and no longer moved. Its acid had been spewed out, and the two mental shocks had drained all of its energy. The skin of the manticore's body has been completely ablated, and its body shape is like a circle. It lay limply on the ground, only the scorpion's tail with its severed tail still flapping unconsciously.

The battle in the castle is not over yet, there are still a dozen fierce bear knights fighting tenaciously, and below the castle, the surviving wind fangs are under the command of two elite wind fangs, fighting the magic horses of the town bear knights.

Seeing that the battle was coming to an end, Richard's will was like a string that was tightened to the limit, as if it would break at any moment, his vision was sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, and his lungs seemed to be on fire.

The entire battlefield was filled with a thick smell of blood. However, the acid gas and poisonous mist emitted by the mother nest are as difficult to dissipate as the dense fog of this late night, and they are still spreading around. A small number of them even began to affect the city wall on this side, the gray and white rock wall quietly appeared extremely light black, and on the castle side, the human warriors close to this corner, whose physique was slightly weaker, breathed for a long time, and someone grabbed his throat and fell to the ground and screamed.

Richard bit the tip of his tongue hard, barely trying to keep himself awake and continuing to issue orders.

By this point, all the warriors had taken Richard's voice as an instinctive order to follow. With his dispatch, in the chaos of the situation, the warriors belonging to Richard were quietly retreating to the rear, while the elite soldiers under the baron's command were still sacrificing their lives to pounce on the Bear Knight.

At this moment, all the Bear Knights knew that this battle would not be spared, so they inspired even more ferocity. The baron's warriors fell in pieces, and those behind immediately filled the gap, continuing to slowly push the devilish enemy into the abyss of destruction in a life-building manner.

This is a meat grinder-like war of attrition, and at the end of the battle, it is also the most tragic moment.

Richard sighed in his heart, but he had to force himself to become cold and calm. In fact, his battle array deployment at this time was very simple, it was just to evacuate his own people from the blade position.

Occasionally, the bodies of many baronial warriors shone with a faint glow, a sign of divine blessing. However, the blessing technique of quicksand has changed this time, and the increase in the combat power of the warriors is no different from the past, but it has an unprecedented motivational effect, and all the blessed warriors immediately have the courage to dare to face a strong enemy. Even if it is one for ten thousand, they have the courage to charge!

This must have been the result of quicksand's research on the divine power of the god of courage, but it had other effects at this time. The warriors blessed by the quicksand only had the Bear Riders left in their eyes, and they did not hesitate to plunge into the front-line battle like a meat grinder, exchanging their lives for a wound on the Bear Riders.

As the last of the Town Bear Knight collapsed, the fierce battle finally ended.

Richard slowly scanned the battlefield, and everywhere he looked, there was blood, corpses, and stumps, and he could barely count the number of people who could stand. I don't know how many people died in this battle, but I am afraid that it will reach the number of nearly a thousand, the remaining knights and warriors on the baron's side are no longer in formation, and although Richard retained some strength near the end of the battle, there are only more than a hundred people left.

He finally relaxed, but his mind was dizzy, and he could barely stand on his feet. Fortunately, a divine vitality fell in time, so that Richard did not fall asleep.

"How's the splash?" asked Richard eagerly as he saw quicksand coming.

"The injury has stabilized, it doesn't matter. Quicksand seemed to be about to fall asleep at any moment, holding a square towel to cover his mouth, and his voice was also low. Richard could feel the weakness of quicksand, and her injuries were definitely not light. At the beginning of the war, she didn't know how to forcibly activate her divine power, and she increased her level by three levels, which allowed the Time Mirror to successfully work on Sinclair, causing the most dangerous enemy to be severely damaged and turning the tide of the battle in one fell swoop.

"What about you?" asked Richard.

Quicksand still covered his mouth with a square scarf and said, "The divine power is excessively consumed. Just rest for a few days. ”

"Just a few days off?" Richard looked at the quicksand with blazing eyes. Forcibly raising ranks, and there were as many as three levels, although Richard didn't know much about the clergy, he knew with common sense that doing so would inevitably cost a huge price.

Quicksand smiled helplessly and weakly, and said, "Well, it did pay a big price. But don't worry, I can afford it, and it doesn't matter if I come a few more times. ”

Richard nodded, choosing to believe in quicksand. At this moment, Oral came to Richard's side and whispered, "Master, Sinclair is still alive, what do you think about it?"

A cold glint flashed in Richard's eyes, and he walked down the castle with a few of his henchmen who could still walk, came to the open space outside the city, and walked to Sinclair's side before stopping. Gangde frowned, took a half step forward, and covered Richard with his body. A high-level killer like Sinclair will most likely have the means to fight back with death.

Richard shook his head, stretched out his hand to pull Gangde away, and said, "It's okay, she doesn't have the ability to fight back." ”

The closer he got to Sinclair, the harder Richard's elven blood pulsed, and his Akmund blood was stirring. Sinclair trembled slightly, and in this trembling, her physical condition could no longer hide from Richard's eyes.

Sinclaire was long gone, and her body was covered with rolled wounds, and the black blood that oozed was boiling like magma, and the skin and flesh were burned in a deep scorch mark wherever she passed. From the black blood, Richard could also sense the residual lunar power of the Azure Moon, and the moon power was intertwined with the power of the devil and death in the black blood, clashing and fighting with each other, causing such a boiling high temperature.

Richard crouched down beside Sinclair, staring at the greatest enemy of his life. Although her skin is scorched and she is blind in one eye, from her eyebrows and facial features, she can still vaguely see the original beauty and charm, just like a doll that has been completely destroyed.