It's indisputable.

Overlooking the overall situation from above, Inedir shook his head and sighed lightly, and after a little thought, he still used magic to transmit the voice, "Forget it, you can lead your troops back to the city." ”

"Archbishop, why is that?" asked Bishop Noons a little anxiously, if he withdrew from the army, all the gains he had made before would be in vain. And how long can the city of Severa, which is on the verge of collapse, hold on?

What's more, at this time, the dominant side on the battlefield is still the Holy See, if he can work together with Innedir, he should be able to barely withstand the three legendary powerhouses of the enemy, and buy enough time for the new army of light to raid behind.

"Now that the enemy has been severely damaged, the goal has been achieved, and if I force the battle, I will only die in vain," Innedir said softly, "and I have other arrangements, so I don't have to rush it." ”

As he explained, he pressed down with his palm, and the vast divine power fell from the sky, smashing Bilano suspended in the air three feet down.

"Yes, Archbishop. Nornes was silent for a moment, revoking the teleportation spell. He flapped his wings and continued to engage with Cartroman, while ordering his troops to retreat as they fought, gradually retreating into the city of Severa.

"Now you know you're scared?" Seeing that the enemy's formation was slightly chaotic, Cartroman's snort coldly, drawing out several awe-inspiring knife qi, taking advantage of Nornes's time to deal with it, he charged his backhand, and the blood-drinking long knife shot straight out, like a long rainbow passing through the sky, overflowing with murderous aura.

"Not good!" Noens felt a chill on his face, and he hurriedly used his waist and abdomen to make a backward roll in the air. Only the nimble Seraphim can make such a difficult dodge move.

The long knife grazed the tip of his nose and pierced the solid walls. As soon as Nornes breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a thunderous shout, and King Nacini, who had abandoned his horse, leaped into the air. The majesty is coming.

The remnants of the tumbling had not yet disappeared, and in desperation, Nornes had to intersect with his sword and hammer to block. King Nacini had no wings and would not be able to stay in the air for long, as long as he withstood the first wave of attacks. He'll be able to get a respite.

Drink!

King Nacini slashed with his sword in one hand. Fortunately, the sword hammer held by Nornes is also an angelic weapon, so it was not cut off by the God of War sword. But the strong force still made him slam on the city wall, and he was in severe pain all over his body.

After sliding down the walls for a few feet, Nornes flapped his wings, barely keeping his balance. Then let out a low roar. Swing your sword and hammer and try to launch a counterattack.

But right above his head, King Nacini pulled out his blood-drinking long knife, and with the help of his strength, he stayed in the air for a short time, and then slashed down with his left and right swords.

An earth-shattering loud bang was near the north gate of Severa. Scattered feathers of holy light flew in all directions. A blazing white light exploded, and Bishop Noens flew like a bird with folded wings. Falling diagonally to the ground. The three pairs of wings on his back were cut off by the Lion King Qi Gen, and the faint holy light continued to pour out from the wound, but he couldn't even maintain his basic shape.

"Counterattack, break the city!" King Nacini landed abruptly and threw his blood-drinking knife at Cattroman. Two legendary warriors fight together. Swords and swords crisscrossed each other, and the enemy troops scattered and fled.

At this moment, above the clouds, Inedil shouted loudly, in the projection behind him. The bells of the Cathedral of Gothia are melodious, and the White Tower of St. White spews out a white light that shoots straight towards the "Dome of Light", and for a time it is brilliant and illuminates the entire canopy.

The stars disappeared in unison, and Vilano felt like he was stuck in a quagmire. Although he succeeded in becoming a legend, the Snowton Empire, whose magical civilization was blank, was unable to provide him with any help. On the other hand, Inedil, the Holy See of Light has accumulated for thousands of years, and it can be called at will, plus a supreme tower, which has taken the lead in the fighting method.

Cutting off the connection between the other party and the stars, Innedir clenched his palms into fists and smashed them with fists. The gods were mighty, and they fell from the dome of the sky. Villano's eyes were clear, and after weighing it, he had to withdraw and retreat to avoid the edge for the time being.

This also declares that he has fallen into complete passivity.

The supply of holy power was endless, and Innedir swung his fists continuously, seemingly following some kind of occult rhythm. Villanoo, on the other hand, retreated again and again, and in just a few minutes, he was forced dozens of miles away.

"Mentor, look at him. On top of the White Tower, Innedil handed over some control to the Pale Lord, then closed his eyes and once again poured his divine power into the city of Severa.

King Nacini and Catroman, who rushed side by side, were about to cross the moat and break through to the north gate of the city. Not far away, several Templars were scrambling to pick up Bishop Nouns and escort him back into the city.

"Leave me behind!" Cartroman, unforgiving, with a whirling knife, wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to slay the enemy. But in the arms of the unconscious Nornes, three platinum scepters suddenly jumped out, and the Dao Holy Light was distorted and transformed, revealing a handsome white-robed figure.

"The King of the Northlands, and Your Excellency ......the Blood-Drinking Demon Sword," Innedir stood with his hands in his hands and said indifferently, "It has been famous for a long time, and it is a joy to see it now." ”

"Your Excellency, the Archbishop. King Nacini clasped his sword with his backhand and nodded slightly. The two of them are the lords of the north and south of the continent respectively, and no matter what, they can't lose their bearing.

But his upper body was still naked, and his blond hair was spread out, like an angry lion. Compared with Innedir, who is lightly robed and slackened, it is inevitable that he is a little too strong and lacks elegance.

Standing on the drawbridge, Inedil secretly ordered the defenders of Severa behind him to escort Noons back to the city. Seeing the city gate slowly closing, Cat Roman's eyes showed disdain, and he flicked the blade of the knife with a loud sound.

"It's almost dawn," said Innedir with a smile, turning his head to the east, and said casually, "After a night of tossing, how about a call for the war between you and me?"

King Nacini raised his chin slightly, and asked bluntly, "Why should I promise you?"

Innedil pointed to the sky and smiled but did not answer.

King Nacini stared at him, and after a moment, smiled, "Good." ”

"Thank you. Innedil breathed a sigh of relief, his figure slowly dissipated, and the three major legions of the Bright New Army, which had been ordered by him, detoured to the east of the city, crossed the river and retreated south.

"Your Majesty?" asked Kateroman, puzzled, "Why do you want to ......?"

"General, look, above the city walls. King Nacini took the robes offered by his soldiers, put them on his hand, and turned and walked toward the camp.

Cartroman looked up, only to find that the light ballista on the head of the city had regained its divine power supply, and beams of holy light spears pointed diagonally at the sky, ready to fire.

"The whole army retreats ten miles!" he felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly shouted an order.

... (To be continued......)

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