"Lu Huan, call Lu Huan!" Joanna shouted, "We need a doctor!"

Auwu had fallen in shallow water, blood gushing from the wound on his chest. That mighty warrior really needs a doctor, a magical doctor with the art of heaven restoration!

Corporal Wilson turned and galloped out, heading toward the villa built into the mountain. As soon as the first thunderbolt sounded, Parry fled to the sturdy villa with Lu Huan and the two brothers, Atsawana, and it was estimated that they were already frightened by this time, and any call from the outside world could not reach their ears at all.

The soldiers rushed in unison, and Sergeant Cletu and Corporal Cummins joined forces to carry Owu to the shore. Joanna had never seen the stupid, stupid creature of Clethu show the normal human expression, but now, he cried like an abandoned orphan.

Ou Wu was seriously injured, even if Lu Huan's black ointment could fill the wound on his chest, I was afraid that he would not be able to recover.

The daily morning jog will be quiet, and there will be no more shouting curses about the hellish weather and Corporal Yates' laziness, no one will announce the ban on alcohol in a loud voice, and no one will still beat sandbags at nine o'clock every night, so that half of the camp will not be at peace.

Grief haunted the hearts of every soldier, but most people still pressured themselves not to stay at Owu, because the wicked people of the Owu Empire did not retreat. The steel monster was still spewing black smoke in the middle of the lake, and the dragon sergeant standing in the wall did not put down his weapons, although they were all in a stunned state at the moment, and even forgot to continue firing the powerful thunder ball, but the crisis was not completely resolved, and I hope that the soldiers of the legion must be ready to fight a tough battle.

Qi Lang finally couldn't hold it anymore, he knelt on one knee in the shallow water, and the blood that slipped from the corner of his mouth flowed down his neck to the broken chest armor, looking extremely miserable. The blasting power of that sword was impossible for outsiders to see, but he knew that it was an extremely serious internal injury, just like the time when he forcibly took a heavy sword from Vignes, and he had to recuperate for a considerable period of time. However, the Sword of Honor remained firmly in his hand, and as the commander of the Legion of Hope, he was not allowed to lay down his weapon until the war was over once and for all.

The Sword of Honor still flickered with silver light, as if cheering on its fateful master. It has broken away from the milky white cobblestone, and its identity is no longer a key to open the path to heaven, but a powerful weapon with the power of justice, a supreme artifact in the pursuit of infinite glory. It needs to fight, fight against all the forces of evil, and it is useless to stay on that cobblestone sword platform, which is no longer the responsibility it wants to bear.

Two of the four sword platforms were empty, leaving only the Sword of Victory and the Sword of Loyalty, which had lost their master's control, were still imprisoned there, but they were also buzzing and trembling under the light of the Sword of Honor, as if they were struggling with their identity. They no longer want to serve the despicable refugees, they all want to return to the hands of the warriors and fight for honor!

Dong Hong had already rushed to the side of the Sword of Loyalty, trying his best to pull out the long-lost holy weapon, and then with the humiliating Sword of Loyalty, he rushed to the front of the steel troll and killed all the villains one by one.

Dong Hong's efforts seem to be coming to fruition soon, because everyone can clearly see that the black hole in the sky is struggling to send out a huge earthquake, and the metal pillar in the center is also shaking in the tremor, it is estimated that it will not be long before the escape path will be closed again, and the sword of faith that has entered the demon has been destroyed, and from now on, this so-called road to heaven will never be able to open again.

At this moment, a figure covered in blood struggled in the lake to reveal its head.

It was Billy the Whale's Mouth, who had only one arm left, and the confrontation between good and evil just now had dealt him a near-fatal blow. But he was still alive, and he still had the strength to wave his arms and quickly approach the steel-clad flying monster.

"Activate, activate Tissot!" he shouted frantically, so hoarse that even the soldiers of the Legion of Hope, who were three or four hundred meters away, could hear it clearly.

Corporal Dunton rounded his bow and arrows, and shot arrow after arrow at the moving target. But it was useless, the Dragon Legion had already swooped down seven or eight high-level martial artist-level warriors, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded Billy.

A senior officer in a blue coat leaned out of the battlements and shouted to Billy, "No, Your Majesty, the track is incomplete, and there will be big trouble!"

"It's not going to be more trouble than yours, Oshi!" Billy shouted completely, "I'm going to cut off your head!"

"Your Majesty!"

As Billy was dragged up the steel troll's entrance, the gate closed, the battlements retracted, and two heavy steel plates slowly rose from under the broken glass dome at the top.

The four thick steel pipes next to them gasped, choking black smoke came out, and with a loud bang, four flames began to shoot downward!

"Don't want to escape, don't want to escape!" Dong Hong roared, pulling the sword of loyalty in his hand with all his strength. The silver-white body of the sword rose inch by inch, but most of it was still sunk deep in the keyhole.

The soldiers of the Legion of Hope jumped into the lake, swimming forward desperately, trying to rush to the front of the Iron Troll before it could finish its next move, destroying it with their swords.

However, they underestimated the power of Tissot's lift-off. Under the scorching flames, the water vapor in the center of Xiangshui Lake tumbled and steamed, bringing huge waves like ocean tides. They couldn't get close, and in reality, even if the soldiers could rush under Tissot as they wished, their thin weapons would not pose any threat to the hard metal shell.

"Boom, boom!"

The four flames completely burst out with the greatest energy, and finally, the huge steel monster rose up, little by little up to three or five hundred meters in the air, swayed around for a while, and then began to move sideways. Its target was the black hole in mid-air, and although it was not fully opened, they were motivated by a strong desire to survive, and they planned to make a dangerous attempt.

The huge waves that rose in the middle of the lake swept all the soldiers of the Legion of Hope back, and the boiling water scalded seven or eight soldiers who had rushed too far forward. They had nothing to do, and the hatred in their chests could not be relieved, forcing the soldiers to almost fall into a state of madness.

Only Dong Hong is still working hard, the sword of loyalty has been drawn halfway, and he is close to success, but judging from the time, he may be too late.

Several strong soldiers wanted to rush to Dong Hong's side to help, but before they could get closer to within three meters, they were already rebounded by the repulsive power of the holy sword. No one can help Dong Hong, and now all hopes are pinned on him alone.

Dong Hong's round eyes have protruded due to too much force, and the muscles all over his body are also in an extremely tense state, he has realized that he has everyone's hope on his shoulders, even if he fights for a broken meridian, he has to complete his task!

Tissot had flown to its intended position and was slowly panning through the air, looking for an opportunity to dock. After Qi Lang bravely drew the Sword of Honor, the wide black hole had shrunk a lot, and it seemed that it would only be able to accommodate the huge Tissot, if Sergeant Dong Hong successfully pulled out the Sword of Loyalty, they would definitely not be able to escape, and the final outcome could only be to fall back to the ground and fight a life-and-death duel with the soldiers of the Hope Legion again!

"Keep it up, you can do it, Sergeant Dong Hong!" the soldiers began to shout, constantly cheering for Dong Hong. There are also some more capable archers, who are raising their bows and arrows, and they can't stop shooting towards the steel monsters in the sky. Their arrows apparently had no effect, and before they even got close, they were burned to ashes by the raging flames. But they are still trying, in their opinion, as long as they can interfere with that behemoth and buy more time for Dong Hong, the chance of revenge will be greater.

Finally, Tissot came into contact with the Pillar of Heaven that had disappeared at that time, and the flames on all sides stopped, and instead began to erupt from the lowest tip. It was a bad sign that they were about to succeed, that Billy Whalebill's plot was about to succeed, and as the flames intensified, Tissot's speed would increase, and Billy Whalebill and his evil fanatics would fly to their ideal world in the dark passage!

And at this moment, Dong Hong succeeded!

He drew the sword of loyalty, and the Supreme Hallows had proudly shone with a dazzling light in his hand!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt swept through the sky, and the black hole contracted violently, locking the top half of Tissot in the middle. Tissot froze, and although the flames at the tip erupted more and more fiercely, it was completely stuck in mid-air, in a dilemma!

Presumably, the Far Traveler hiding inside was shouting frantically in a panic, trying to increase the thrust so that Tissot forced it into orbit. It was indeed squirming upwards little by little, but the strong thrust also caused cracks of various sizes to appear in the spiky vertebrae below.

It's a crucial moment!

The god of fate grabbed the wicked by the throat and hung him in mid-air, no matter how much he struggled, his fate was sealed!

Now, just wait for the righteous warriors to raise their swords and let the wicked perish in boundless fear!

His eyes spurted with vengeful rage, and Qi Lang finally stood up straight!

Amazing energy was erupting in all directions, as if he were an angry god about to inflict final punishment on the villain!