The King of Elden does not die alone!

Those you know?

Altria, Kai, Anthony?

And Wilden?

She saw a hand sticking out from the stone. She walked forward, but found that the person was dead.

Mia knew that Wilden was not far away from her, and she shouted, "Wilden?!"

"Mia!"

A huge block of stone was overturned, and Wilden climbed out of the rubble.

"are you OK?"

"..." Wilden seemed to be struggling. He supported himself on his knees and took two breaths: "It's okay."

Mia didn't observe any injuries on his body.

"Anyone else?!"

Mia felt that she couldn't go on like this, so after the dust had mostly dissipated, she released a range-wide recovery prayer.

She found a whistle on a soldier's body, which she blew.

Tell the survivors that there is someone here.

Wilden took the initiative to help a soldier who was pinned by a wooden beam to stand up.

"Ms. Mia!" Altria and Kai supported each other and appeared from behind a pile of ruins in the distance.

The white clothes of the young knight were covered in dust, and there was a streak of blood extending from her forehead to her chin, which she did not have time to wipe off.

Because Kai's situation is just as bad.

He was supported and walked with a limp, and there were several obvious dents on his armor.

The survivors who were not buried by the rubble gradually gathered together.

No more than a hundred people.

They wandered aimlessly among the ruins, trying to regain their own worldview that had been shattered in just a few minutes.

The castle is in ruins.

The fat knight Adlan was kneeling in a corner of the ruins, and in front of him was Anthony.

The king's chief military officer was now lying on his side on the ground, with at least half of the city wall pressing down on his lower body.

he died.

"He was a good knight." Adlan mourned for him.

Mia released a healing prayer, and people watched the emblem of the golden tree rise from the ruins and heal their physical wounds, but the lingering feeling of suffocation in their hearts still did not dissipate.

"Magician! What should we do!" the soldier shouted at her.

The castle has been destroyed and only ruins remain.

Just moments after they destroyed the Onsa for Mia's magic, their hopes and joy were shattered.

Mia seemed to be the last hope.

She has proven her strength with magic, and most people regard her as their last straw.

The girl took a breath.

"We have to get out of here! Retreat!" she yelled.

"Escape? Where can we escape to?" The young soldier fell to his knees on the ground and cried out.

How is it possible to escape?

Who hasn't seen a scene like that?

The soldiers were almost on the verge of collapse, just like the people whose homes were destroyed by the flood.

It's as if everything is gone.

"Vortigern, he's going to kill us, all of us!"

Even a castle can be destroyed with just a flip of his hand, what can this group of people do?

It's like humans fighting against gods, it's despairing.

"I won't say much." Mia said, "But if you want to live, follow me."

The soldiers lowered their heads, and most of them stood there blankly, either sitting or standing.

Mia glanced at them and shook her head.

But when she turned around and walked towards the back of the castle, the soldiers slowly followed her.

"Find someone to carry him away!" Adlan shouted.

Two soldiers walked over numbly and picked up the crying young soldier.

An arrow stuck in the ground.

As they moved, three Ansa men climbed up from the ruins of the city wall and saw the survivors.

"*%*＆!" The Ansa people shouted to their companions behind them in a language that the British could not understand. One of the Ansa people shot an arrow here.

"Wilden! You go first, I'll cover you!" Mia decisively swung her staff, and three pyroxene crystals flew out and hit three Ansa people. Their bodies rolled down the slope of the ruins towards the outside of the city.

"Let's go!" The most sensible one was Knight Adelan, who was also the direct superior of these soldiers. When it came to commanding actions, he was absolutely perfect.

After Mia shouted to retreat, Adlan also shouted the order, and the surviving soldiers began to quicken their pace, trotting towards the ruins behind the castle.

"Ms. Mia!" Seeing this, Altria tried to help but was stopped.

"You can't beat Vortigern, go away!"

More Ansa people climbed up, shouting and shooting arrows and throwing javelins towards here.

The shield-wielding soldiers rushed towards the group of British soldiers in front of Mia, who seemed to have completely lost their combat effectiveness and had thrown away their armor.

But when Mia scattered another piece of pyroxene crystals and knocked down all the charging Ansa soldiers, the Ansa people retreated subconsciously.

"Hurry up! I'll be there soon!" Mia shouted.

Altria pursed her lips, looked at Mia with a forbearing look, nodded vigorously, and then ran towards the group of survivors.

Mia held a staff in one hand and a long sword in the other, and the Ansa people stood behind the city wall, observing with their heads tilted.

An archer drew his bow behind cover and released the bowstring the moment he stood up.

The arrow flew out and was blocked by the blue barrier in front of Mia.

At the same time, a pyroxene crystal hit the Ansa archer, flipping the man back ninety degrees and then rolling down the rubble.

"Stand back!" she shouted.

Mia took the opportunity to run to the back.

The Ansa people did not dare to face Mia's magic attack. Before Vortigern took action, they had already seen Mia's magic.

The Ansa did not step further until the remaining British soldiers followed them onto the road from behind the castle.

The British soldiers' disorganized formation was as desperate as their hearts.

They were almost out of weapons.

This is an army of losers, fleeing desperately along a deserted road.

A black figure appeared above the ruins of the castle.

Vortigern stood at the top of his masterpiece and looked down at the fleeing Britons.

Mia saw him, and she was certain that this time, Vortigern had indeed seen her.

One person's eyes were hidden in a pitch-black helmet, while the other's eyes were hidden behind a silver crown.

But the intersection of their eyes is more like a feeling that comes from the heart.

When Vortigern did nothing, his body was also covered by black shadows.

It was like the most unnatural and chilling hole in the sky.

'Vortigern's target is me.'

This guess appeared in Mia's mind.

She began to regret her high profile when using magic.

Vortigern raised his hand, and a black shadow like a tentacle pounced towards Mia, but she used a barrier to block the attack.

Her counterattack allowed Vortigern to dodge, and at that moment, Vortigern disappeared at the top of the ruins.

'Maybe he's not that strong...'

Mia comforted herself in this way.

The fight between the magicians attracted attention, and the British soldiers quickened their pace again.

But why did the land begin to tremble again?

The gravel on the ground was dancing, and the echoes of the earth echoed in the forests and valleys.

"Castle!" screamed the British soldiers.

With this sudden earthquake, the destroyed castle came back to life.

It has been given life, and the falling rocks are rolling in a trajectory that defies gravity without any external force pushing them forward.

They gathered together, and in just a few breaths, the stone pestle grew bigger and bigger.

The castle turned into a giant, with broken bricks and stones making up its disproportionate body.

The rock giant stood on the earth like a standing mountain, and the roar caused by the friction of the stones shook the wilderness.

Chapter 99. This is the island's self-destruction

Oops, no double update.

The old problem has come back.

Irregular heartbeat. If you don't understand, you can imagine the feeling of having a frightened heart beating wildly for four or five hours...

Good night, love you.

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"spread!!!"

Knight Adelan roared.

A huge rock fell from the sky with a deafening roar, crushing everything in its way.

The stone giant's huge rock body cast a shadow, and as it moved, countless pieces of gravel and dust continued to fall.

Vortigern stood on the stone giant's shoulder, looking indifferently at everything tiny below.

In front of the stone giant, the British were like little chickens, screaming and running away.

"Buzz——"

The giant raised his leg, and the friction between the stones made a harsh sound. "Boom--" the giant put his foot down again, and the earth trembled. The frightened birds in the distant mountains and forests flew away in groups.

The pyroxene meteors could only leave some pits on the stone giant's body.

The Britons were running around under the stone giants...

No, it should be said that the stone giant stepped directly among the British.

"Go!" Mia pulled up a fallen soldier.

Looking back again, a person who had fallen behind disappeared under the footsteps of the stone giant.

If it stepped on someone, that person disappeared and became one with the stone and the soil.

When the giant moved, there were fallen objects and human remains on his body. Those were the remains in the castle, perhaps the survivors.

The stones on the stone giant's body squeezed and rubbed against each other as it moved, and the flesh and blood were crushed and fell among the rubble with a crackling sound.

Mia couldn't stop.