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The knights opened the way ahead. Every sword they swung could make the ghosts and wandering souls who were approaching, and retreating with tragic retardation, as if the sword in their hands was the God-given sword given by the gods, and the sword of light that condensed the day and sun high in the sky. They shrank and did not dare to move forward.

"Hurry, hurry up." The captain of the guard inserted his short axe on his belt and picked up Princess Namelia with his full left hand. He took a big step and shouted loudly, "Don't be too slow. I won't care about you. Those who fall behind will ask for blessings and pray to the gods. Hurry!" [bsp;                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

They had to find the secret passage of Liushui Palace and escape from the surrounded and about to fall from the underground river. However, the place was next to the water passage of Liushui Palace, and there were shouts of killing sounds, causing distorted vision through the burning of flames. Li Ou could see figures who were fighting to the death but fell one by one. He suddenly thought of Aunt Selena's once story, and felt that all the words could not fully describe the scene of the demons they saw dancing - it was extremely horrifying and awe-inspiring.

"From here." The captain of the guard led them through the swaying flames and ashes, passing through the ruins of a collapsed house, and stepped on the long stone steps. The guards guarded the ladies and followed closely. The knights' swords were unstoppable, and the Neanderthals looked even more crazy. If the knights formed a wedge-shaped formation were a sharp knife, then the Crow Fefed and his fellow tribes were more like meat grinders that had not fought each other. All the enemies who dared to charge at them, whether humans or monsters, retreated in front of them, wailing and dying. The smoke and dust and ashes filled the air, and the enemy collapsed under the charge and retreated to the river. They rushed into the river and knocked their companions into the water.

A Leo rushed over with a sword shouting, and then the Neanderthals slashed the weapon off with an axe, followed by the hands and arms. More guys who were not like Leo rushed over, and Leo blocked the attack and looked for a good opportunity. He seized a gap, and the long sword in his hand stabbed without hesitation, stabbed in through the gap of the shield raised by the other party, and stabbed under his armpit.

"This is war." A great warrior has lived in his memoirs, but he never thought he would experience it himself one day. He felt that time became vague, slow, and finally paused, and the past and the future disappeared together, but this scene, at this moment, fear, thought, and even the body no longer exist. "You can't feel the pain of the wound, the heavy armor, and the sweat flowing into your eyes. In fact, you no longer feel, no longer think, no longer yourself: only fighting, only opponents, one, next, and the next. They are tired and afraid, and you are alive. Even if death is by your side, why are you afraid of their slow swords, dancing and singing, and laughing loudly."

The alchemist is intoxicated by the killing. If you have the ability, come and kill me!

Beside him, the captain of the guard shouted, "Long live Prince Oberon!" Princess Namelia was heavily protected by the guards. He broke into the enemy group and killed the unarmored guys with his left hand alone, his arms and elbows turned red.

The rescued soldiers joined their team. Their team grew stronger and stronger. "Long live Prince Oberon." They shouted together, "The gods will last forever!" At this moment, faith was an invincible sword, ghosts, wandering souls, and octopus sea monsters no longer feared them. They only knew how to charge, swing their swords, and cut their opponents under the sword. The alchemist suddenly realized that this was a battle of faith. But such a mortal act against magic... Leo realized that he would never be like this. He was a completely unbeliever.

Their madness scares the enemy.

However, the battle was endless. Leo killed a few, injured a few, and some people ran away in front of him. But the enemies were endless. Those unarmored cords fled far away, and the Leo people in the iron coffin were fed. This made them try their best every step forward. The ghosts sweared and rushed up, but in a blink of an eye, they were destroyed by the silver sword blade. The fleshy tentacles on the mouth of an ugly octopus priest on the mouth of the fleshy shaman.

Flying down, one spiritual light ball after another shot from the top of the coral staff full of seaweed. One Valian fell down beside Leo, and the other was hit on the shoulder and fell into the team with a scream. He was almost helpless. Leo stepped forward and threw the dagger inserted into the sword belt. The poisoned dagger hit the good luck and hit the throat of the octopus sea monster. The other party shook six or seven tentacles in pain, and fell silently to the ground.

An arrow tower finally couldn't stand the burning of flames, broke with the crackling sound of firewood burning, and fell from the high city walls. The heat wave rolled up the burning wood chips, and the boiling ashes completely covered them. Li Ou felt that he was about to suffocate, and the choking smoke and dust penetrated into his lungs, making people cough continuously, and he felt that his lungs were about to be ignited and the pain was unbearable. He was extremely eager for a group of mages among the Valians who were fighting with them now. He tried hard to open his eyes, but there was only a ball of black.

"Yuewu!" he coughed and shouted loudly.

"I'm here."

His ears buzzed, and through the moans and flames, her voice was so weak that it was hard to tell. But he found her. The alchemist breathed a sigh of relief, and the bachelor's lady was by her side. "Where's going?" asked the female swordsman.

Everything seemed so far away in the ashes in the sky. However, the sudden sound of singing penetrated all the noisy notes, penetrated all the blockades of flames and dust, and sounded at the same time, as if singing a big ensemble.

"Li, Li Ou——" Miss Bachelor's voice suddenly became horrified. "This, this voice is-"

The singing comes from the sweet female voice, which is more beautiful than the chanting of the Night Witch.

"Simon!" Li Ou couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. Where were they? He looked up, but he didn't know where the other party was.

Their voices became louder and louder, "Lee Ou..." The Bachelor's Miss was worried. Their singing voices were enough to make the enemies kill each other. However, they neither comforted their mood nor showed any intrigue. In the interweaving of layers of sounds, Lee Ou suddenly heard that there was prayer mixed in it, as if it was a ritual.

After a low sob, the alchemists heard a rustling sound around them, and some carnivorous growls rang one after another. A rumbling strange language buzzed and buzzed in their ears like a swarm of bees, disturbing their minds.

"Something strange is something." Lu Yuewu said. She held the sword tightly.

There were some shadows in the black and gray eyes, and the flames stretched out their shadows. They were like an army, surrounding them, slowly closing and tightening the encirclement. When they approached, Leo recognized them. They were some pirates covered with seaweed, wearing decay coats, and holding rusty sabers; they were groups of fish soldiers holding three-pointed spears, webbed legs, and wet fish scales. "They were all guards of the octopus sea god." Leo told them.

The sirens shouted like commanders. They started a charge in silence or shouting loudly.

They were like waves that continued to swore them completely. The Bachelor Miss was behind them, and Leo did not dare to give in. He met a drowning pirate. Thankfully, although the other party was strong, he was no longer as flexible as before. He held the army that the other party had slashed, and a short sword was sent into the other party's chest. Before he could draw out the sword, the coral stabbed the spear at the tip of the gun. He could not dodge and was scraped at his waist, but he could no longer feel the pain. The sword swept across the sky, and the ugly fish head soared into the sky, and the black blood was wrapped in a strong fishy smell soaked his shirt and hair.

"Left!" Lu Yuewu reminded loudly. At the same time, he cut off the fishman's three-fork spear with one sword, and another sword cut its head in half.

On the battlefield, they either killed people or were killed. Li Ou was glad that they were still alive for the time being.

The alchemist turned his head and saw the pirate on the left. The other party was almost facing his face, with his mouth close to his mouth. He heard the bachelor's panting in horror and screaming in depression. He had no time to think about it, and retreated the drowning man hard, then kicked him again quickly, and finally he pounced on him and gave him a fierce sword. I must be crazy. When he retreated from the drowning man, he couldn't help but think.

The situation began to become crazy next time.

The sarcastic screams of the sirens seemed to pierce the eardrums. Leo felt his body suddenly become heavier, and the enemy's movements became fast. Although they were weak, they could still cut off their arms and cut off their weapons. However, they had become crazy, grabbed with their hands and bite with their teeth. Their eyes were red as blood and bright as fire. However, the female swordsman's black hair fluttered, and the sword drew a silver arc. All the monsters were played with and turned dizzy. She fought elegantly as if she was dancing.

Li Ou felt that he was much clumsy in killing people. He used his long sword to snatch the drowning ghost's neck and smashed it hard with the hilt of the sword until the opponent's eyes cracked and his eyes fell off. He threw the guy who had died again and looked up at the surroundings. The fish soldier and the drowned pirates were endless. He could already hear the endless screams of horror and the dying howl. Not far away from them, one after another. Their defense began to collapse.

Surrounded by the fire and smoke, Leo suddenly saw the crow man Feifedo. He raised his head and shouted sharper than the terrifying silver sound of the bagpipe. He wailed, roared, whispered, roared, roared, painful and screamed, and made all the known, unknown, domestic, wild and legendary animals.

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Chapter completed!