"A third-level monster breaks the formation!"
"Stop him!"
Without Arthurs killing the third-level demon pig, the army's shield wall could not stop these thick-skinned guys at all. A simple and rough collision could easily break the shield wall.
Bang!
Before the third-level demon pig that had just rushed in could make any move, Good took a step forward, and with a fierce and brute force, he swung the hammer upwards and hit the pig's jaw. The crisp sound of bones breaking and the demon pig's roar echoed across the messy plain.
"kill!"
Chekhov roared, raised the battle axe with a sound of breaking wind, and injected all his fighting spirit into it, embedding it into the left face of the demon pig that had just come to its senses in the intersection of electricity and light.
Blood splattered and the demon pig roared wildly, but the black iron attack was not fatal. However, the blue-veined steel axe with lightning properties seemed to be a red-hot iron, burning its nerves every moment.
"prick!"
More than a dozen spears stabbed at it from all directions. The demon pig, which already had more than a dozen crossbow arrows stuck in its body, could no longer hold on. It was pierced and lifted up by the spears. After struggling for a while, it completely lost its breath.
The Arsen team was the most stable under Xia Lan's command. When a third-level monster approached, they were fired upon by crossbows. Finally, they took the initiative to release the seriously injured demon pig into the shield wall, allowing Xia Lan to lead the extraordinary team to encircle and kill it.
The four cone formations are indestructible, and it is difficult for magical beasts below level three to break through. Moreover, those magical beasts are not stupid. Except for a few that are in a panic, most of them pass through the gaps between the four military formations.
The real tragic battlefield is the sky. Although Arthurs is a dragon, the pinnacle of the bloodline of the Atrium world, the Griffin King is not a simple seventh-level beast. The one-level difference makes Arthurs suppressed. If it were not for the elusive sneak attack of Phaodis, Arthurs would have stained the sky with blood.
boom!
Arthurs, with white lightning rising from his dragon body, collided heavily with the Griffin King in the sky. The wind elements surrounding the Griffin King tore the dragon scales apart with ease, and the hot dragon blood spilled into the army formation below, while the Griffin King only had some charred feathers.
"Lord Arthurs!"
Everyone looked up in amazement at the scene. Although the blue dragon was always thinking about the gold coins in their pockets, he never wanted to force them to hand them over. He was the living Ink Sea Dragon Flag, illuminating this impoverished kingdom.
Some of them fell into the sea during a storm and were rescued by him, some drank with him at banquets, and some were often harassed by his Blue Dragon Bank...
"No matter what level of monster it is, kill it!"
The arrows that were intended to block the beasts were shot into the sky, but the Griffin King showed a hint of disdain in his eyes, and swept them all down with a wave of his wings. However, this also made him a little angry. Even an ant dared to bare its teeth at him, so he slashed out several wind blades.
These deadly wind blades cut through the air, sweeping towards the army below like the scythe of the god of death. If they collided, rivers of blood would flow.
At the critical moment, a golden barrier blocked the wind blades, which also allowed the Griffin King to sense the hidden location of Phaodis.
The wind cage covered a blank area. Just when he was about to force the invisible Phaoidis to appear, dragon flames roared and interrupted the Griffin King's actions.
Arthurs dragged his tattered dragon body up into the sky again. There was no greed in his eyes that Xia Lan disdained, only the wildness and arrogance unique to the dragon clan. The elements of wind and water gathered in the dragon flame, forming a flame curtain that covered the sky.
The brutal fight has begun again...
"The herd has passed, everyone return to the Silver Stag!"
Xia Lan looked at the bruised and battered Arthurs and gave orders indifferently, but the shaking hand holding the sword showed that he was clearly uneasy.
Everyone knew that what they had to do now was to leave here, so the army dispersed and ran desperately towards the Silver Deer by the river.
"The flag, the flag hasn't been taken yet!"
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in the crowd realized something and ran back desperately. He remembered the Ink Sea Dragon Flag still planted on the hillock.
"Xiao, forget about that broken flag, retreat!"
Xia Lan, who was running at the end, shouted loudly, but the guy seemed not to hear him and continued to rush towards the Mohai Dragon Flag against the crowd.
In this disorderly retreat, no one threw away their weapons or armor, but in the escape that seemed like a defeat, they were so distracted that they forgot the Ink Sea Dragon Flag that was still left in the position.
In the past, there was no flag bearer, and the Ink Sea Dragon Flag was hung on the Silver Deer most of the time. Among this group of people who were only concerned about escaping, only one person thought about the dragon flag with a very low presence.
This middle-aged man, who came from Whitesea Island and was an unknown wanderer in the camp, did not gamble or make trouble with others after training. Instead, he just made small toys for his son with wild grass and helped his wife with work.
Dragging his spear, Xiao finally ran to the hill where the flag was planted. Just as he pulled out the flagpole and prepared to leave, the ground began to shake.
The beasts' path was blocked by the dragon flames falling from the battle in the sky, and they circled back. Before Xiao could react, the beasts rushed towards him like a flood.
"ah!"
Xiao grabbed the dragon flag and shouted in despair, closing his eyes and waiting for death. He could even feel the warm blood in the darkness, and recalled his simple life in his mind.
He was sold as a slave to Brownsea Island, where he met his current wife, married her, and had children. Unable to endure Toné Soutine's exploitation, he followed Carmenla in a failed rebellion and fled...
Finally, they came to the legendary lost land of Boravice, where there are dragons, the king of Faox, breathing techniques, and they are their own pioneers...
"What are you still standing there for? Go!"
Xiao opened his eyes and saw Xia Lan, whose body was surging with deep blue fighting spirit and whose steps were silver. He was holding a blue-veined steel sword to block the rushing beasts and protect himself.
The blood of the monster that was killed not only dyed the hill where the two were red, but also splashed on the two of them, turning them into bloody men.
Xiao's eyes were filled with tears, and he resolutely handed the dragon flag in his hand to Xia Lan, "Your Majesty, don't worry about me, just go."
"What nonsense are you talking about? The King of Phaokes will not abandon any of his people!"
Xia Lan chopped down the demon pig that was charging towards her with a sword. She stared at the group of demon pigs charging towards her and protected Xiao behind her.
boom!
In the distance, Arthurs fell to the ground, raising a column of dust. The Griffin King ignored him and began to look for the hidden Phaodis. His purpose in coming here was to find the almost legendary dream elf.
"Lord Arthurs can't hold on any longer!"
Handing the dragon flag to Xia Lan, Xiao said with a smile:
"Your Majesty, you are not acting like a king. Show the same decisiveness you showed when you called upon the wind!
Although I regret not being able to see your elegance at that time, I often heard Chekhov say that you looked like a superior at that time!
Xia Lan looked at the sincere Xiao for a long time without saying a word, and could only increase the strength of swinging the sword. At that time, the people on the Silver Deer were just a group of strangers, but now they are his people.
The king should protect all the people!
"Your Majesty, I am just an ordinary person. I can't kill him with you!"
Now the two of them can still hold on thanks to the terrain of the hill, but with an ordinary person, Xia Lan may not be able to break out.
"Are they still waiting for you?"
Following Xiao's gaze, Xia Lan saw that the people who were about to reach the Silver Deer had returned.
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