Heart of the Castle

Chapter 923 Bloody Battle of Gods, Sacrifice Paves the Way
The Alchemy Colossus? Yan is not an alchemy creation that is responsible for combat. His ability is more similar to logistical support. However, his obsidian body weighing hundreds of tons makes his extremely simple punches and kicks look terrifying.Gluttonous Sucker Inguta just opened his mouth when he was hit by a straight fist, sharp teeth sprayed out of his mouth like a torrential rain, and fell to the ground with crackling.

This punch not only interrupted the evil light cannon that Inguta wanted to shoot out, but also raised the head of this huge high-level god, and staggered back, if it wasn't for this guy Both sides of his body were covered with sharp pincers, and he was almost knocked to the ground by this punch.

"Hey, sure, buddy, you're such a good sandbag, let's go on." Yan said in a deep voice that seemed to come from the depths of the earth, while approaching with heavy steps.Surrounding Inguta's body is the power of the killing field that can make people confused and crazy, but it can't exert the slightest effect on the alchemy colossus; A series of combined punches made me dizzy, not to mention the consecutive defeats, several pincers were broken abruptly, and dirty black liquid flowed out from the wounds, with a stench like something rotten .

Inguta uttered a vicious curse and an angry growl, but it had no effect on the opponent in front of him.What made him deeply depressed was that such an opponent could easily be eliminated by handing over to Arroji, Flame of Calamity, or Garibaldi, the Patient, but they formed an absolute suppression on him, and there were countless attacks against life and body. With vicious abilities, it was unable to leave even the shallowest scratch on the surface of the Alchemy Colossus.

Seeing that the balance of victory was tilting towards the coalition forces little by little, the sword dancer Earl Ansair standing on the bow deck of the Saber did not show a happy expression, but frowned worriedly.There was an exquisite alchemy timepiece by his hand, a wisp of pure white fine sand was flowing down from the funnel in the upper part of the timepiece, filling about half of the space at the bottom of the timepiece.

"Almost two-thirds of the time has passed, can't our troops completely suppress these damned abominations?" Earl Ansair suddenly grabbed the brass horn used for communication, and said anxiously , "Captain Rohack, lower the height of the Saber by another 200 meters, let the ballistas in each artillery station shoot those gods directly with storm and thunder guns, and cooperate well with the [-]th Griffin Regiment in command of Lungong. They leave the Pass of Death!"

"Light wishes, Rohack understands." Following the decisive answer from the brass horn, the hull of the Saber began to vibrate slightly, and then the bow of the ship tilted downward, and the entire ship began to slowly lower its height.

This kind of behavior is undoubtedly very risky. Less than 300% of the godly army has the ability to float, and many of them can only float at low altitudes and cannot fight at altitudes of hundreds of meters. However, more than half of the lower-level gods Niedu has a very powerful long-range attack ability.The height of the Saber had just dropped to about [-] meters from the ground, and a sudden violent roar and the accompanying bumps made all the crew members unable to stand firmly, and several people even almost slipped and fell off the deck.

"The rear of the bottom side of the ship was severely attacked, the keel was slightly damaged, and the overload of the magic shield was 25%." The calm and rigid voice of the alchemist on board came from the brass horn, "It is recommended to raise the altitude again, the Saber can withstand at most There are three waves of strikes like this."

"Three times is enough, keep lowering the altitude!" Earl Ansair replied sharply, "Time is victory, we must assist the ground troops at all costs, and suppress the army of evil for long enough!" He said, while Throwing off the gorgeous cloak behind his shoulders, he jumped to the side of the storm thunder gun at the bow of the ship with a few strides, and pulled down the pale ballista hand, "Leave this one to me! Gun positions, don't begrudge the ammunition, free Fire!"

In the next moment, the six storm thunder guns of the Saber fired violently at the same time, and the blazing thunder light descended from the sky with a frightening scream, exploding clusters of dazzling light one after another at the place where the army of gods and evils gathered.The power of the highly compressed alchemy energy is comparable to the attack magic of the ninth energy level. Even if the vitality of the gods is extremely tenacious, the result of being torn into pieces can only be completely destroyed.

However, for the total number of [-] godly evil army, the damage caused by the Saber to them is insignificant, less than two breaths, the strong dark fluctuations rising from below come and go, and the godly evil army uses all kinds of filthy demons Magic, the negative energy ball and the bloody light launched a fierce counterattack towards the Saber, submerging the alchemy flying ship in a roar and explosion.

"Lower the altitude and attack fiercely, Earl Ansair is setting an example for us!"

"Don't be afraid, God's evil is nothing special!"

"Proud Griffin Air Knights, tell me, will your courage lose to those soldiers of the ground forces?"

At the same time when the communication systems of many alchemy airships were nearly destroyed by the roaring voices of the crew, dozens of alchemy airships lowered their heights with an momentum that seemed to collapse the entire sky, and the flickering light of the storm thunder guns filled the entire area. In the field of vision, the howling sound came like a hurricane, and the collapsed stones on the cliff crashed down.

The army of gods suffered a terrible blow again. The earth was shaking and boiling. The earth and stones were shattered by wild explosions, mixed with flesh and blood, and then thrown high into the sky.The gods who were attacking the Saber were the focus of the first wave of attacks, leaving almost no relatively complete corpses.

This round of blows from the sky is very fatal to the morale of the army of gods, especially when they later found out that the breath of the three high-level gods was only left by the gluttonous sucker Inguta, who was still alive. There was a commotion in the army of gods and evils who could speak of discipline.The mountains of the Iron Furnace Mountains were trembling amidst ear-piercing wailing, and the army of gods and evils still had the advantage in terms of numbers, but compared to when the battle had just begun, it had dropped a lot. The commotion gradually turned into chaos, and the lack of high-level gods The Achilles' heel of Sin's Restraint was gradually exposed in the chaos, and then there was a great crash of disintegration.

For the Marquis Fuldan, the head of the White Hart Knights, this is a good day for hearty revenge. He led hundreds of knights of the Kingdom of Flora to fight bloody battles on the front line. His bloodshot eyes made him look like an orc roaring warrior, not the famous Floresa who is known for his steady defense.Hundreds of evils fell under the sword of the Marquis of Fuldan. His armor and cloak were already covered with scars and blood stains, and his helmet was shot down to nowhere. However, he was still chasing the evils. Desperately slashing and killing alone, he dared to attack the area where hundreds of gods and evils gathered without hesitation.

Such a fighting method is of course very dangerous. If it weren't for the assistance and support of Flame Wheel Knight Wilps and White Wolf Earl Cedric, the Marquis of Fuldan would have died more than once before the war progressed to this moment.When the grotesque gods in front of him finally let out screams and fled, Captain Fuldan was almost stunned for a full minute, then took a deep breath trembling, and put the long sword full of blood in his hand. Hold it high above your head.

"The damned monsters have begun to flee, and we--victory!"

"Victory, victory, victory!"

There were deafening responses from all directions, because new strength burst out from the exhausted body after a whole morning's fighting, and the morale-boosting coalition army did not let go of the fleeing army of gods and evils, but continued to maintain a steady advance. front.The left-wing coalition force is like a huge hammer that continues to swing, forcing them away from the desperate pass bit by bit, while the right-wing coalition force forms a defense line as strong as an anvil, allowing the unorganized godly army to fight against the enemy with spears and large shields. The formed steel defense line was hit with blood.

The army of gods and evils is like a large piece of crystal placed on an anvil, cracking and splashing under the cruel blows of the hammer again and again.In terms of individual strength, low-level gods are not inferior to regular knights, and many gods are even close to the great knight commanders in strength, and they also have all kinds of weird and unspeakable evil abilities, but the lack of discipline makes them invincible. The performance of the large corps in confrontation was poor, especially after their leader, Garibaldi the bored, disappeared inexplicably, and he was like a mess of sand.

At this point in the war, the outcome was already very clear, and what followed was an exceptionally bloody massacre.However, even the most exhausted people are unwilling to put down their weapons. These gods should not exist in this world at all. In their twisted hearts, there is only endless hatred and jealousy for life.Once they are allowed to flee to every corner of the continent, even if there are only a few fish that slip through the net, it will be a fatal threat to most villages and towns that do not have strict defenses.

"The combat effectiveness of the Godly Army is much worse than imagined. If it only had such strength, how could the capital of the Sijishi Kingdom fall so quickly?" On the deck of the large alchemy airship of the Kingdom of God, Li Wei? Ston put down the bronze speculum in his hand with doubts on his face, and his eyebrows were twisted into deep vertical lines on his forehead.

"Master Li Wei, it seems that one of the leaders of the evil side was missing at the beginning of the war, and he was the one with the most powerful aura." Blazing God Envoy Rist Robinson reminded softly, "I suspect that guy is Garibaldi the Light, a mad dog created by Dimarit, the Lord of the Dark Sun. This guy has fought twice against Flandara, the Lord of Light. Life is already quite a powerful existence."

"Perhaps this light-loather has a particularly sensitive nose, and smells the air full of defeat?" Li Wei forced himself to smile, and then pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, and picked it up and hung it by his side with the other. brass horn.

"In the name of the gods in the sky and all the good nations on the mainland, the Kingdom of God, march towards the Pass of Desperation!"

　A book was pushed at the end of the chapter—Thirteen's words were rudely interrupted, and the dagger in Anne's hand was firmly parked in his chest, cutting his reply in two.The jet-black blade with barbs just slept peacefully in the boy's atrium, and the twisted and twitching muscles still tried hard to transport the blood, but unfortunately it was in vain.

　　Letting go of the dagger, the princess stood in front of the knight, her hands casually placed by her sides, her delicate skin was not even stained with blood.

　　"Song to the Sun" is full of "love" stories!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)