Emperor of Death

Chapter 1939 Sacrifice
After the strongest attack, this is also the time when the light camp is weakest.

Whether it is the light mage, the element mage, or the archers, they have just launched their most powerful attack.

They each played their strongest cards.

Only, the Knights of Light in front of Lan Wen are still at their peak.

Under the sky, this side of the light camp is filled with milky white light, shrouded in light, and the holy light sprinkles the lake and the sky.

In such a holy sky, the feeling is eternal peace and tranquility.

Any disease, death, and pain should go away from everyone, as if.

Let alone what it is, a dead creature.

However, Lan Wen, a dead creature, appeared in front of everyone in such a discordant manner, like a dark demon king who tore apart the light, bringing pain and despair to everyone.

In the eyes of people in the light camp, Lan Wen is undoubtedly the demon king to be eliminated in the legendary hero story, and everyone is working together to fight for this goal.

In front of the knights, the milky white light shrouded, holy and bright, as if the embrace of a god was reassuring.

The dragon knight Grote was singing loudly, and the long and difficult dragon language magic continued to ring in everyone's ears.

This time, the proud dragon knight dared not continue to cast offensive magic, but chose the most conservative defense.

The ancient defensive magic, with the phantom of the ancient dragon formed above the heads of everyone, and then fell, turned into a dragon-shaped pattern and pasted on the thin mask in front of everyone, looking lifelike.

All the people who can still move are using the strongest defense methods to win fighters for the Knights of Light.

Lan Wen's silver spear finally arrived in front of the Bright Knight, and stabbed at the mask with the dragon pattern in the front.

"Zizizi!" Countless electric sparks appeared on the mask, and Lan Wen's silver gun stayed on the mask and couldn't move forward.

"Have you blocked it?" Many people were slightly relieved.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Wen's silver gun moved slowly again, as if stuck in a quagmire, advancing step by step with difficulty, the light shield in front of the silver gun was slowly deforming.

Everyone's hearts were raised again.

This scene was too terrifying. Although, even without the light shield, the Knight of Light still had a strong defensive ability.

However, this mask is like a spiritual barrier in people's hearts. Once it is pierced, countless people will fall into fear because of it.

Not even the shields of the Knights of Light could keep them safe.

The silver gun is piercing step by step, and the mask on the tip of the gun is deformed more and more. On the sharp tip of the gun, the thin mask seems to be broken at any time, and everyone's hearts follow the silver gun that is slowly advancing. And become short of breath.

"Kill." Finally, the masters who came back to their senses continued to launch the second wave of attacks.

The sharp arrow pierced the air again, the magic raged again, and the power of light continued to bless the protective mask...

However, because many people have lost their hole cards, their power is far less than before.

Lan Wen's body was once again submerged by endless light and shadow, and her upper body was thrown back slightly after being smashed in the void.

But, that's all.

Lan Wen's body straightened in the sky again, and then, the dazzling light on the silver gun exploded...

The sound of "Boom!" was like a burst of bubbles.

The light mask covering the dragon shape was suddenly pierced by the silver spear, and the cold power of death and the power of darkness frantically poured into the front of the momentum, and Lan Wen stepped forward.

This step... seemed to be the arrival of the god of death, and the hearts of countless people shrank suddenly.

The silver gun was held tightly by Lan Wen's hands, then she threw it behind her back, and then ruthlessly swept towards the bright knights in front.

The bright shields of the knights formed a strong steel barrier, which was extraordinarily dazzling under the light, giving people the feeling that the sword shadow was indestructible.

Lan Wen's silver gun just swept forward without hesitation, everything was so natural, just like the beginning, even if there was air in front, or an unattainable god, it was the same for Lan Wen.

Like a machine, it faithfully executes the program.

No one can stop Lan Wen from doing all this. At this moment, everyone can only watch as Lan Wen advances step by step, and finally performs the actions she wants to perform.

"Boom!" There was an overwhelming sound of collisions on the shield, and the light that bloomed on the shield was unprecedentedly dazzling.

At this moment, no knight of light dares to hold back...

The knights really did their best...

It's not that they are not strong enough, it's just that Lan Wen is too perverted.

The dragon knight was the first to be overturned, and his body turned somersaults wildly in the sky.

Then there was Ryan, the No. 15 light knight in the light camp. This light knight vomited blood and flew upside down in the air, hitting the crowd behind him who he wanted to protect.

For the rest and others, the situation is not so optimistic.

The ranking in the top [-] is too good, the most noticeable thing is that the body is broken, but there is still a breath.

However, the swept away knights who were ranked in the top [-] exploded in the process of flying backwards, turning into flesh and blood and spilling into the great lake below.

The knights fulfilled their oath with their actions, and won a short respite for the people behind them with their fearless spirit of sacrifice.

This scene, in the eyes of the people of the light and light camp, is very cruel.

The knights are so brave and fearless, with such a spirit, the righteous knights with such courage should finally defeat the devil king.

However, the masters who have experienced countless battles tell themselves with reason that this is the starry sky battlefield, and there is no such thing as justice or evil.

Yes, only the life and death of positions and races...

"Boom, boom, boom!" One after another, the bright knights exploded in the void, and a big hole appeared in the barrier that was glowing with steel.

"Brothers, it's our turn, close up!" A middle-aged knight of light roared.

The enemy is very powerful, if you go up by yourself, you will definitely die.

But as a knight, he guarded the oath he once became a knight without hesitation: bravery, sacrifice, honor...

As knights, knowing that they must die, they still embarked on the path they chose, trying their best to turn into the hardest shields, standing in front of mages and archers, and building the first line of defense for them.

"Brave and fearless knights!" Countless people looked at the backs of the knights with tears streaming down their faces, and once again picked up the martial arts in their hands and used their strength to smash at Lan Wen.

"Don't disappoint the sacrifices of the knights!" the Pope of Light roared.

The morale at this moment is tragic and high.

At this moment, Lan Wen did not immediately step into the broken cave, but watched all this silently, watching these knights refill the broken cave.

Then, the silver gun swept forward again.

(End of this chapter)