Lord Roar

Chapter 229 Conditions
Ignoring Longningt's angry eyes, Allen tied the lining with the magic hair coordinates to Tutu's body with gestures.

Although Tutu was full of reluctance, he still couldn't stand Alan's gentle persuasion in the end. In desperation, he ran to the city wall and turned into a yellow ball and flew into the distance.

"It depends on God's will." Allen saw Tutu's figure crossing the Beamon army and completely disappearing from sight, sighed and walked quickly towards the city wall.

Squinting his eyes, Allen, who has extraordinary eyesight, could only vaguely see that there seemed to be a battle taking place behind the Beamon army. The shining armor of the Tiger Clan Guards was very dazzling, but the scale of the battle should be small. That is, the rest of the Liger Guards and some Harpy are resisting a small-scale charge.

At this time, the wolf cavalry under the city wall were already preparing to climb again, and a large group of piggies hurriedly assembled ladders for climbing the wall.

Except for the agile Liger Guards, the other Behemoth fighters were unable to climb up the tens of meters high wall of the Fort of Holy Light with bare hands.

It seems that Mourinho doesn't want to continue waiting for the Liger Guards, and is going to let the wolf cavalry and Bell bear warriors climb up to end the battle.

Allen grinned, and instantly activated the blood hoof battle ring. It is strange to say that although other chiefs on the Great Wasteland all comprehend the racial power of the barbarian war ring, they must be activated when they want to be excited or full of anger. You can, but Allen is different, just like blinking, you can arouse it if you want to arouse it, and you can withdraw it if you don't want to arouse it.

And recently, Allen discovered that his battle ring seemed to have some changes. The previous battle ring totem was a cloud of blood mist, and there seemed to be a bull running in the middle of the blood mist.

And recently, after activating the battle ring, he found that the bull on the totem was gone, but a golden dragon looming.

But he didn't delve into it, and old Zack and others couldn't tell why.

Alan casually picked up the corpses of two Liger Guardsmen from the ground, threw them down without thinking, then turned around and shouted: "Come and help me if you want to live, give me all the things that can be used!" I'll throw it down and try to stall for time."

In order to set an example, in front of everyone, Allen raised the dead body of the red-clothed archbishop Lando with both hands, and threw it down with a roar.

Longningt, who was lying on the ground in the distance, stared at something, and finally rolled his eyes and passed out.

Sure enough, Mourinho lost confidence, and the Harpy, who was acting as a scout, hovered in mid-air, drew the flag gun from behind, and threw it at Allen.

Under the double blessing of the dragon power and the blood hoof battle ring, Allen didn't even bother to hide, he threw the flag gun back no matter how it flew over.

After stabbing four harpies to death one after another, the group of birdmen also learned to be smart, and commanded the pig warriors and wolf cavalry to start climbing from a distance.

Allen couldn't take care of the entire city wall by himself. He kicked over a wall-climbing ladder and shouted to the indifferent believers behind: "Will you sit on the ground and wait for the orcs to push the statue of the Holy Father, or are you all?" Come here and help me the fuck?"

This sentence was really effective. The people who were hesitant at first ran over and started to help under the leadership of the Holy Son Orpheus, but the effect was very small. They couldn't push such a heavy wall climbing ladder. After all, this The gang members are all old, weak, sick and disabled, but those who have a little bit of fighting ability are basically dead.

The bodies of the Tiger Guards were gone, the broken weapons were gone, and the messy things the believers handed him were also gone. In desperation, Allen had no choice but to pick up two intact paladin broadswords from the ground. , running back and forth, kicking a wall-climbing hoof, and taking the time to look back at the teleportation array from time to time.

I don't know that Tu Tuming didn't understand what he meant, and the thousand-year-old tree man East's IQ is worrying, so he may not be able to understand his intentions. I hope old Zack can understand.

Allen, who was stepping on the blood hoof battle ring, cut down the wolf cavalry one by one like chopping melons and vegetables. Unfortunately, there were too many wolf cavalry, and they climbed up bravely without fear of death.

The two high-quality broadswords had already been cut and curled. Just when Allen was completely disappointed with Tutu and East, Tutu finally came back.

Not to mention, the speed of this little guy is estimated to be comparable to that of a new type of motor vehicle.

The ball of light flew to Allen's feet like a shooting star, and stretched out two small paws to hold a rag as if asking for credit.

Allen took the rag in doubt, and almost died of anger after looking at it.

I saw a group of big heads painted on the cloth, and I knew those heads were warriors from the tribe.

The painting of the big head is vivid, the facial expression on the head is very confused, and you. Damn it's all close-ups!

"I rely on you, uncle." Allen squatted on the ground holding his head in pain, and then he remembered that the group of people left behind by the Bloodhoof tribe, including old Zack, are all fucking Illiterate, no one who can read.

The meaning of this picture is: what the hell, we can't understand it.

Allen was too lazy to continue kicking those wall-climbing ladders, put Tutu into his arms, and directed everyone back to the statue of the Holy Father.

"It seems that this is really the case. If you come out to mess around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later." Allen sighed, thinking that he had caused the disaster to the southern parish like that, but now he is stuck in the quagmire.

"It's a crime." Allen patted Tutu in his arms lightly, and the little guy kept nodding.

He didn't even think about it, Mourinho and Beamon's army were supposed to go to Dina of the Bloodhoof tribe, and the southern parish even wanted to be directly used as the blame.

More and more wolf cavalry climbed to the top of the city wall, followed by Piggy pig warriors, Bell bear officers, and finally a lion prince guard.

The lion guard was obviously the leader. With a light wave of his arm, the piggies and wolf cavalry dispersed, blocking the only aisle between the city wall and the statue of the Holy Father. Several bears Officer Bell also held all the climbing ladders.

"You can call me Lord Pengat, I belong to the Liger Guards Beast Emperor's Whip Squad." The tiger prince's sharp eyes swept across Allen and the defeated soldiers behind him one by one, and the corners of his mouth outlined A cruel smile said: "Hand over Bloodhoof Dina, the inheritor of the blood of the Titans, and Orpheus, the son of the Great Pope."

Allen squeezed his fists, and after making a sound of bones colliding, he asked with a smile, "Why don't you hand it over?"

"Death!" After the lion prince named Pengat finished speaking, the wolf cavalry surrounding them pulled out their scimitars from their waists, and their movements were uniform, except for the sound of the scimitar being unsheathed, there was no extra noise. One can tell at a glance that these wolf cavalry are the real elite.

But Allen didn't care at all. In his eyes, this group of wolf cavalry with a tail and a sallow complexion definitely punched and kicked.

It's not that Allen is too confident in himself, but that he has experienced so many battles, and he has long stopped turning ordinary fighters into an existence at the same level as himself. As long as the opponent does not send element users, these grassroots fighters will There is no threat to him at all.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you." Alan spread his hands and said, "If the person is handed over to you, can you let us go?"

"It's death too!" Pengat said with a smirk, "Cunning human beings, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms now?"

"That can't be helped, I'm afraid of you, okay." After Allen finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed, and he grabbed Orpheus with his right hand to block him, with a cold light on his right hand The three-edged military thorn was pressed against the Son of God's neck.

This scene shocked everyone. Langningt just woke up from a coma. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Allen put the gleaming weapon on the Son's neck. past.

The facial expression of Orpheus, who was taken as a hostage, remained unchanged, as if he had expected it, but his right hand kept pressing down to signal the believers behind him not to act rashly.

"Are you serious?" Pengart seemed a little annoyed and licked his lips.

Allen didn't answer, but handed up the three-sided army thorn, and Orpheus' white neck instantly shed a few traces of blood.

Pengat's heart tightened suddenly, and he asked in a calm tone, "Are you a barbarian? I saw you stepping on a barbarian battle ring just now under the city wall."

"Don't make friends with me." Allen said impatiently: "Go to Mourinho and tell him to remove the elemental imprisonment immediately. Once everyone in the castle is withdrawn through the portal, and allow me to take the holy son Orpheus Go to the rear of your army, and then I will hand over this little boy to you."

(End of this chapter)