The dark mage had no intention of dodging when facing the oncoming paladin. He tore open the magic scroll in his hand, and a black-purple magic circle emerged from the night.
A low roar came from the magic circle, and a huge figure gradually emerged.
Thick bones cover the whole body, revealing a pale color.
Hell bone demon!
The Paladin found it a bit tricky. This kind of hellish creature was huge, more than ten meters high, its body was burning with flames, and it was holding a huge bone hammer, so it was difficult to deal with it.
Upon seeing this, another paladin came to deal with the dark magician together.
A paladin kept walking around the bone demon, and struck it with a sword from time to time. Although it did not cause any fatal damage to the bone demon for the time being, its leg bones gradually developed a large number of cracks, and it was defeated.
It's a matter of time.
The bone demon roared angrily, and kept swinging the huge bone hammer to hit the paladin who was walking around at his feet. This insect was so flexible that it didn't hurt even though the bone demon smashed the surrounding ground into a big pit.
This bug is nothing.
The angry and somewhat irrational Bone Demon put down the bone hammer in his hand, the flames in his eyes were strong, and the flames from hell were released from his whole body, quickly sweeping around.
After the paladin attacked within this range, he jumped towards the bone demon's chest and inserted a sword into his chest covered with thick bone armor.
Looking at the bone demon with the flames in his eyes gradually extinguished, the paladin relaxed.
"Be careful!" the warning came from Charles III.
The Paladin's secret path was not good, so he gathered his fighting spirit armor and prepared to defend with all his strength.
It's a pity it's too late.
The dying bone demon opened its mouth and breathed out a breath of fire towards the paladin who was just around the corner.
Even if he is well prepared for defense, the power of this breath is not something that the Paladin can resist.
I saw that the armor formed by the fighting spirit around the Paladin quickly dissipated, the skin on his face also burned, and the heavy armor on his body began to melt. This sinister flame had seeped into the Paladin's body. The whole person fell directly to the ground.
I don’t know life or death.
The bone demon that breathed out also reached its limit and turned into a wisp of smoke and returned to hell.
Another paladin chasing the dark mage also ran into trouble at this time.
After smashing several magic defenses with one sword, facing the cloaked dark mage in front of him, the paladin who thought he had succeeded suddenly screamed.
It turned out that when the magic defense shield shattered, the dark mage immediately released several dark energy balls and hit the paladin's face.
After blocking several more dark box energy balls, the last energy ball turned a corner under the control of the dark mage, bypassed his block, and exploded in his face.
Even with the protection of fighting spirit, the remaining power of the dark energy ball still blasted the paladin's face into a bloody mess, and wisps of dark energy invaded his eyes, making him blind.
Facing the paladin who was blinded, causing extreme panic, and then slashing at him with random luck and fighting spirit, the dark mage smiled disdainfully, and finally ended the paladin's life with the holy magic - Finger of Death.
One of the two Paladins died, and the other was no different from death. Only Charles III and Ivan, Ekaterina and Ronin were left on the field to face the dark mage.
At the same time, a rapid and intensive sound of horse hooves sounded, and they knew that Peter's pursuers were coming.
Although Catherine's face was panicked, she was not very scared. On the contrary, Ivan's body was shaking like chaff, which made Charles III frown.
The first to arrive was a group of Dark Blade Knights led by Augustus and Helen.
Facing Ekaterina, Augustus's face flushed abnormally, and the desire for possession filled his mind, but he calmed down immediately. Since taking the Breath of God and advancing to gold, he has
I can already control my emotions very well.
After tonight, the overall situation has been decided, you are mine!
Augustus finally calmed down and became anxious again.
Sensing Augustus's emotional changes, Helen was a little disdainful:
The scum that can be raised to gold with alchemy potions is really not that good. Do you really think that Peter can hand over his blood sister to you? If you dare to taint a finger on her, you will die even if you want to die.
Being surrounded, Charles III kept his anger and said: "Where are the Peters? Come out."
"Your Majesty, please be patient, His Highness Peter will be here soon." Helen said with a sweet smile.
Charles III snorted coldly, and had nothing to say to this group of Calamis, so he closed his eyes and waited for Peter.
Not long after, Peter and Servais arrived.
"Father, commit suicide, you have no way out." Charles III was furious with Peter's first words after dismounting.
"Peter, what if you become the emperor of the empire? You have destroyed the foundation of the country. You cannot hold this throne securely. The Holy Empire will annex Alplekes sooner or later."
Peter said sternly: "Father, don't worry, I am just using the people of the Holy Church. I know the horror of their beliefs. This empire is entrusted to me. I swear to my ancestors that I will not humiliate Albrex."
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Charles III let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect that the retribution for forcing my father to death and my brother's rebellion would come true so quickly."
After being filled with emotion, Charles III softened his words: "I can commit suicide, but let Ivan and Catherine go. I beg you."
Looking at the somewhat weak Charles III at this time, Peter also had mixed feelings in his heart. He had never seen his father beg anyone so lowly. If it were him, would he plead for me?
But Peter is a man who does big things after all, and the softness in his heart quickly turns into a hard-hearted one, extinguishing the last trace of family affection.
"Father, to tell you the truth, I am not prepared to let anyone go. Anyone who has even the slightest hint of a threat to my rule should give up."
Peter's emotionless voice broke through Charles III's last psychological defense.
"But please don't worry, Father, I will manage this country well, and I will correct the shortcomings during your rule."
When Peter said these words, even Charles III felt his seriousness and sincerity.
Hey, if I had not insisted on the primogeniture system, but paid more attention to this child and discovered his advantages as soon as possible, maybe this would not be the case today.
This kid should be better than me!
Charles III put aside his distracting thoughts. He had looked away at this moment, but Ivan and Catherine had to live, and he could not disgrace Ludendorff, an ancient surname that had been passed down for thousands of years.
I saw Charles III gathering his fighting spirit. You must know that he is also a strong man in the holy realm. Although he has not been involved in political affairs for many years and has not been able to cultivate carefully, his power is still there.
Today, I will not fight as an emperor, but as a father, to fight for a glimmer of life for Ivan and Ekaterina.
Just when the war was about to break out, Luo Ning, who had been unconscious, woke up and suddenly cast a spell, and a blue portal appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.
Luo Ning also stuffed an item into Yekaterina's hand.
"Ekaterina, Ivan, run away!"
A weak voice came from Luo Ning's mouth, and then turned into a violent cough. It seemed that the old man was almost exhausted.
"Stop them!" Peter screamed loudly. He was very angry about the accident that happened at this moment, and he was afraid that his previous efforts would be wasted by accident.
A black fireball hit the portal and was intercepted by a flame elf released by Luo Ning, who then shouted with all his strength:
"Let's go!"
Luo Ning, who was running out of oil and lamp, was stabbed into the chest by a strong man with a sword. This strong man was the same one who watched the Shire people enter the city with Helen that day. He looked at the dying Luo Ning triumphantly:
"I killed the legendary mage..."
Before he could finish shouting, Luo Ning looked at the strong man in front of him as if he were looking at a dead man. His body disintegrated and turned into a torrent of magic, disintegrating the strong man who stabbed him to death into dust.
This torrent of magic was the blow that killed the legendary mage. Although Luo Ning was severely injured and could no longer exert any strength, the last blow before his death was still terrifying.
Of the more than a thousand Dark Blade Knights on the field, only more than 300 were left at this moment. The rest were all killed by the torrent of magic, with not even a hair left.
The casualties of so many Dark Blade Knights made Peter, who had escaped in time, feel heartbroken. This was all due to the fighting power heaped up by gold galleons, and it was an unwarranted loss in a must-win situation.
"Horus the fool!"
Peter angrily cursed the strong man who was first killed by Luo Ning. Although this subordinate was stupid, his strength was pretty good.
At this time, Charles III seized the opportunity, drew his sword and rushed towards Peter, intending to kill the traitor.
After killing dozens of Dark Blade Knights, Charles III could no longer make any progress. His sanctuary was built entirely on the resources of the royal family, and its foundation was already unstable. He had neglected to practice for so many years, and his strength had declined greatly.
sharp.
No matter how elite the Dark Blade Knights are, they are still no match for the strong men of the Sanctuary. However, after forming a formation, they can barely stand a chance against Charles III, a Sanctuary with an unstable foundation.
Facing Peter behind the formation of knights, Charles III gathered his last fighting spirit and attempted to break through.
Unfortunately, there is no chance again.
I saw Servais behind Peter appearing in front of Charles III in a flash.
Two old friends, monarch and minister, who have known each other for more than thirty years, broke up at some point.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
As Servais pierced the emperor's chest with his sword, the emperor who had ruled Albrex for more than twenty years now uttered his last words.