Chapter 675 Look at the sky

"If I had known this thing, I would have taken you to Revendell!" Lind looked at the shadow behind him with a sad face and dragged Apophis Breo to run quickly, followed by Bahrain, who was out of breath. At this moment, Bahrain's calves were about to appear afterimage.

"What's going on! How could the Angma Witch King appear here?" Balin screamed and ran away. Behind him were a group of elves with longbows and scimitars holding scimitars, and members of the Dwarf Skull Brokeners who were mixed in with invisible figures. As for the end, there were scattered human militias.

"Elf cover ordinary people!" Lind turned his head and shouted, then tightly clamped Apophis Breo who wanted to run back.

"Yes!" After the elves were ordered, they slowed down and showed the dwarfs they were sandwiched in the middle. Then a large number of human militias flew past them, while the elves frowned and looked behind them on guard. Although there were the severance soldiers and knights, no one knew how long they could last!

"Let me down! I will live and die with my subordinates! I still have the forbidden curse!" Apophis Breo struggled under Lind's arm.

"Save effort! That's the Angma Witch King! The strongest ring spirit! Your forbidden spell is not worth mentioning! He is the one who can release the forbidden spell!" Lind had no time to listen to Apophis Breo's nonsense, so he clamped him and continued to run.

"I have the Great Forbidden Curse too! Let me go!" Apophis Breo roared.

"You don't really think you have the chance to tear off the Great Forbidden Spell in front of him, do you?" Lind looked at Apophis Breo as if he was crazy. When he reached the level of the Witch King Angma, you even hoped to release the Forbidden Spell Scroll!

You don’t really think that he is slow and has no deterrent power, right? That’s just that he feels that no one can pose a threat to them, so he feels like teasing his prey. When you really take out the Great Forbidden Spell to be released, you should know that Angma Witch King is the top Ring Spirit! It takes time for the release and formation of the Great Forbidden Spell. In this case, the Angma Witch King is fully capable of interrupting or ending the release of the Forbidden Spell before the Forbidden Spell is formed. Even if the release is successful, it is a disabled version.

And there is a simpler method, just kill the releaser. Some people don’t really think that the fourth-level knight leader Apophis Breo can fight with the Angma Witch King, right? Roland is also killed instantly by the Angma Witch King without cheating! You should know that Roland is the strongest dragon knight in the fourth level! (It means that if you don’t add a dragon, the dragon knight with a dragon won the ring spirit, at least you can deal with it. Moreover, the dragon knight wants to run away... the ring spirit can basically not be retained.)

"You're playing!" Balin shook his head, but he didn't expect that he could send him away even if he had a timely help! Three Ring Spirits! Balin has never seen so many Ring Spirits in his life! Is this Ring Spirit not Gangbada?

"Let's go! One can live is one!" Linde roared pessimistically. You must know that thousands of civilians have been installed in and around the Lion Castle! They also have to cover the evacuation of civilians...

"We may still need the troops that have been cut off!" Lin De gritted his teeth. After all, there will always be some people left to delay the orc's military strength for such a long road in the King's Fortress Valley.

"I will take the militia to stay! You will cover the civilians!" Apophis Breo also gave up his plan to go back at this moment. After all, he had the - inherited knowledge and understood that what Lind said was not without reason. He really didn't even have the qualification to tear the forbidden spell scroll in front of the Witch King Angma... but it was still possible to delay the pursuers. Then he raised his head and looked at the surrounding valleys and calculated.

"How do you plan to delay? You can't stay! You have to leave! Otherwise I can't explain to Roland!" Bahrain pulled Apophis Breo and ran away. Apophis Breo, who had just been put down by Linde, felt the feeling of flying again...

"I will leave a team of elves to block the attack!" Lin De gritted his teeth and said distressedly. You must know that elves are not afraid of sacrificing to fight against the darkness. These elves will definitely stay against the evil without regrets, but as a general, he feels sorry! The population of elves is already rare, and these are all his beloved tribe members...

"I'll stay too... Forget it, it's useless..." Bahrain originally wanted to leave some people, but when he thought it was to block such a job, the dwarf was really useless. After all, resisting the line still requires terrain advantages. Three hundred dwarves can't even block the bottom of the valley, leaving a gap... Then you block an egg? It's not enough to fill it in, and you can divide the troops? Of course, no one will do the unnecessary sacrifice. Apophis Breo and Linde also expressed their understanding and didn't say anything.

"I will stay and use the forbidden spell to blow up the mountain! At least it can drag the orc forward for a day!" Apophis Breo suddenly stopped, and the Lion Castle was not far ahead.

"Are you crazy? Come with me!" Linde was also secretly amazed. He didn't know the selfish virtues of human nobles. When will such people with boundless love appear in the Duke? Besides, Apophis Breo is indeed not suitable to die here. After all, the Elf Dwarf Alliance rescue can make the Lord die... Linde and Bahrain can cover their heads and not be recognized when they go out.

"My home is here... This is the territory given to me by the king! I can't leave!" Apophis Breo looked at Linde firmly and shook Linde away with his battle aura and tried to pull his hand.

"Duke! Now is not the time to be willful!" Balin also came over and frowned.

"I am the elected emperor of the Empire! Duke of the Kingdom! The owner of the Lion Leader and the Fortress of Kings - Apophis Breo! I was ordered to garrison here to expand the territory! I promised to protect the people of the corps! Allegiance to the Kingdom! Fight against the darkness! I will fight to the end here! The law of the Empire - the abandoned landlords who have deprived the title and fiefdom! The men of the Kings' landlords have no precedent for abandoning the fiefdom and fleeing without fighting! I am the last Duke of Kings! Today I will prove my loyalty with blood! The men of Kings! Fight to the death!" Apophis Breo looked at the numb militia behind him and suddenly roared. His eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, he seemed to see the last Duke of Kings of the Empire. Is he like himself? He set foot on the desperate battle...

"Fight! For the Empire! For the Glory!" The militia naturally would not retreat. Maybe they had fear just now, but when their lord chose to fight with them to cover the evacuation of women and children, the word fear had disappeared from their dictionary... Lagranglang's men were not afraid of life and death, and the men in the king's family would not fear death!

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"Angma... This bitch is raised! Even if I die, I will bite you!" Dura said angrily while regaining his magic power.

"What? Are you going to crawl over and chew him?" Olaf looked at the three ring spirits of Angma Witch King standing at the city and suddenly became less afraid, but laughed and teased Dura.

"A fourth-level mage can at least splash his face with blood!" Dula gritted his teeth and made a fuss in his heart. He did not leave any forbidden spell scroll because he knew clearly that the Witch King Angma would not give him a chance to tear the scroll open.

"Kill them!" The Witch King Angma looked at the humans chatting and laughing on the city and finally lost his heart to play, because he did not see fear in the faces of these humans, but instead saw fearlessness, contempt, and sneer... This made the Witch King Angma angry. In his impression, humans should have screamed and ran away wantonly, but the picture he imagined only appeared for a moment, and then these humans calmly guided them, as if they were as funny as the three monkeys standing under the city.

"The orcs are about to attack the city!" Olaf sighed at the orcs who moved again, and the time was to sacrifice his life for the country.

"Top tincture oil! Light them! Stop the orcs' pace!" Olaf hurriedly commanded everyone. Although they did not have fire shooters, the rockets shot from the crossbow could still ignite tincture oil.

"That..." Dura suddenly smiled.

"Maybe we don't have to die..." Dura relaxed and then collapsed to the ground. Her breath just now became distracted and she had no fighting spirit.

"What's wrong with you?" Olaf hugged Dura in horror. This was their only pillar! With Dura who could last for at least a half-time, without him, the entire fortress would be immediately submerged by the orcs! The true literal meaning of submersion!

"Look at the sky!" Dura smiled foolishly as if she was looking back, and pointed at the dim sky.

"In the sky?" Olaf suddenly looked up.
Chapter completed!