Death seat

Chapter 268
The more Draven fought, the more frightened he became. At this moment, he gradually understood the reason why Bea was able to be one of the three marshals of the kingdom. He really used soldiers like a god!It's amazing!

"As expected of one of the three great marshals of the kingdom, God, he is really amazing." Delevingne's heart trembled, and a little fear was born in Bea's heart.

Beja firmly restrained Draven's various formations. Draven didn't have the slightest temper. It was a completely restrained formation. He couldn't do anything about it.

Delevingne's heart moved slightly, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, as if he saw a ray of dawn.

"There! The breakthrough!" Delevingne's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent in an instant.

At this moment, the countless undead army became excited, but at this moment, Draven was keenly aware of the danger, and Bea had no reason to leave such a big shortcoming to himself.

He felt that the lineup in front of him might be a trap, and if he got into it, it would be difficult to get out.

But the longer he is entangled here, not only will it be difficult for him to escape, but even the dark city may be difficult to escape.

Beja forced Delevingne into a situation where he could not advance or retreat. As long as he attacked in the front, he would die, and if he retreated, he would die. He was bound by the enemy when he fought.

This battle was really a bit too aggrieved, which made Delevingne have the urge to go crazy.

This is Bea's method, and he is worthy of the title of the three marshals of the empire!

It's really infamous!
Bea's way of manipulating the army at the moment completely surpassed and suppressed Draven, which made Draven have no temper at all.

That breakthrough was actually reserved by Beyate for Draven, but he was sure that Draven would not dare to drill it. Although his formation was perfect, there was just such a shortcoming. If Draven dared to directly Offensive, the vision is more unique, and Beja lost this time.

But he just figured out Delevingne's psychology, and felt that Delevingne must not dare to rush.

The energy of the magic circle of holy light is getting stronger and stronger, almost making Draven feel that the energy of the holy light is close to his ears.

Draven's heart was full of turmoil, and he seemed to be making some kind of decision, because he saw that the flaw in that place seemed to be able to rush in.

"Charge to that gap, the last fight!" Delevingne seemed to have touched something, and instead of waiting to die here, it is better to rush over and make the last fight.

Rush!
Under Draven's order, the death knight began to charge, and Beja's face changed. He knew that Draven had finally made up his mind to charge into the Holy Light Demon Formation.

Beja once again led the army to besiege and contain it, but at this moment Draven was chasing after the undead area like crazy, vowing to break through a gap to the death.

Beja looked around with a cold expression, and even rushed into the camp with a team of 500 people. This time, Beja was desperate and had to stop Draven.

Otherwise, if this dark city is to be captured, a lot of manpower and material resources must be wasted.

This time, Bea also made a real move. With his 12-star strength, he rushed into the death knight. Was that a joke?
Bea's full strength was revealed, and it would be a terrible disaster. Immediately, the knight team led by Bea seemed to be inserted into Draven's camp again like a sharp knife.

But Delevingne can't control that much at the moment, and he is desperately trying to rush towards the magic circle of holy light. At this moment, he is determined.

"You don't care about the formation? This is going to be a last stand!" Bea's eyes showed a cold light. He wanted to rush to Draven's position and carry out the decapitation operation, but the quality of the death army was also extremely high, and they protected Draven Yan Shi, it is really too difficult to rush in.

There was another melee between the two sides. Delevingne rushed to the gap in the formation regardless of everything, and achieved good results. Beja's formation was gradually collapsing, but the knights led by Beja insisted on stabilizing situation.

But Delevingne was not reconciled in his heart, and continued to attack crazily.

Finally, a vast holy light filled the sky. The golden luster is intoxicating, but to the undead, it is the light of destruction, which is frightening.

The undead looked up at the holy light above their heads and began to tremble. They had never felt such a terrifying power of light.

"Finally still can't rush through? Is Bea so strong and invincible!" Rhine clenched her fists tightly and smashed hard on the city wall.

Delevingne obviously failed, and he failed miserably. At this moment, he may really have no chance to come back.

The holy light magic circle was activated in all aspects, and the first undead army to be destroyed must be Draven who was closest to them.

The magicians seemed to be embracing God, chanting loudly to the sky, and golden lights gradually burst out from their bodies, filling the sky.

boom!
A column of holy light energy centered on the human camp began to explode and spread rapidly at a terrifying speed. Draven's troops were affected and completely wiped out. The death knights had no resistance at all.

"My lord, let's go!" Nia pulled Rhine quickly down the city wall, mounted the Nether Beast, and quickly ran towards the back of the Dark City. The undead on the city wall also began to retreat, but the speed of the holy light was really is too fast.

It soon spread to the city wall. At this moment, even Rhine was completely astonished. The power of the holy light was so terrifying that the legion led by Draven couldn't feel a trace of breath.

He finally knew why Bea was so confident. With this ultimate weapon in his hands, who could not be confident!

The damage of the magic array of holy light to the undead is vividly displayed at this moment. The holy light surges like a tide, constantly harvesting the fragile lives of the undead.

The undead have no resistance at all, and are being harvested like ants.

Beja was bathed in the holy light, and all his injuries after the great battle had recovered. He saw that the walls of the dark city were empty, not even the shadow of the undead could be seen.

He calmly raised the big sword in his hand, thinking that the whole army issued a command: "Charge! Take the Dark City!"

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

Countless knights roared and launched a final charge towards the dark city. The undead were seriously injured and their resistance was almost lost. This was a good opportunity for the human soldiers to attack.

Beja looked at the huge figure of the Dark City, and suddenly smiled lightly, without any trace of solemnity. It seemed that taking the Dark City was a reasonable thing for him, and he had already calculated everything.

"It's a pity, Rhine, you are indeed a genius. If you and I are not on opposite sides, I would rather have a good talk with you." Beya sighed regretfully.

Seeing thousands of troops rushing past him calmly, Beja smiled. The situation in the Dark City has basically been settled, and Rhine has no way to recover.

(End of this chapter)