Ball lightning roars. Flames shape in its hands, and frost condenses and stretches.
The Rebel Armor had never seen such a monster, and although they were tenacious and brave, they could not understand this inhuman creature.
It wields a flaming whip in its right hand and holds a giant sword made of ice in its left hand.
The violent air current lifted Berenius' body and rolled towards the rebels. The latter subconsciously raised their shields to form a solid shield wall.
This is indeed true if you are fighting against large creatures and mutated monsters.
But elemental creatures are different.
Berenus did not have sharp teeth or claws, nor did he use a terrifying body to collide. It raised the frost sword and swept it across the shield wall. The blade of the sword was wrapped in blizzard and drove them back. Several rebels in armor were killed.
Knocked to the ground. The flaming whip followed and struck a rebel on the armored leg.
The surging hot energy made a loud noise that tore through the air, slicing open the rebel's armored thigh, as easily as a hot knife cutting through butter. Blood vessels, bone marrow and nerves could even be clearly seen in the smooth section, and the wound was even burned.
No trace of it was left.
"Kill it!"
The other armored rebels were shocked, and swarmed up and attacked Berenius with sharp blades and armor-piercing hammers. The crystal shield sent out ripples, and remained motionless in the face of an attack that could tear the armor apart.
It waved its hands, and the ice sword and fire whip disappeared, replaced by a ball of fierce flames.
The rebel armor was caught off guard and was burned beyond recognition by the turbulent flames on the spot. The flames bit through the gaps in the armor, burning the metal red, and the armored soldiers collapsed in an instant.
Berenius rushed through them, rushed directly to the rebel group behind, and swept them with a scorching stream of fire.
More than two hundred rebels following the armored guards of Reims watched as the huge beast like a war elephant rushed into the crowd. The flames tore through their formation in a blink of an eye, burning them and letting out heart-piercing screams.
Berenus ran rampant among the crowd, waving his hands and throwing flames from time to time, killing as much as he wanted. Its dull voice roared:
"We are burning, we are freezing!"
Contradictory and chaotic forces converge into twisted psychic turbulence, driving the terrifying elemental lords to rampage.
Lance, who was in the middle of the battle, suddenly found that his infantry was already being routed.
He calmed down, calmly used the sheep bone shield to press down the axis of Lana's attack, and swung the flail to hit him head and face.
Lana was beaten and retreated step by step.
If he were an ordinary person, he could rely on the heavy armor shield to resist the enemy's damage, and use the sharp edge of the horse-cutting sword or the majestic fury. Whether it is the weight of the big sword or the sharpness of the broken steel sword, they are enough to defeat it.
enemy.
In fact, Kulala was still responding to him with continuous sniping.
However, even though Lance had several sharp arrows stuck in his body, it didn't hinder him at all.
When Lana faced Lance's precise and powerful blows, he felt like he was being sucked into hailstones, and the fierce attack made him breathless.
His movements began to deform, his rhythm became chaotic, and he felt tired in a very short period of time, and even his breathing became disordered.
The two are not on the same level at all.
Although he was not instantly knocked away like Murat and Nona, he could no longer hold on.
Lana used his horse-cutting sword to block with his backhand, then grabbed the broken steel sword at his waist and swept it away, trying to create some breathing time for himself.
Unexpectedly, Lance took advantage of the situation and retreated, turned around and chased in the direction of Berenius. The rebel, wearing armor, seemed to have a clear understanding of the situation, and immediately turned around to block Rana's pursuit and stop him.
Lance's burly body rushed towards Berenius at an unimaginable speed. At the moment of encounter, his flail once again appeared as a plane-traveling phantom, and with a deafening whistling sound, he smashed towards the elemental lord.
.
"boom--!"
The thick shield made a tooth-itching rattling sound, and large cracks appeared like glass. The ground and the air trembled. Sonia, who was helping the battle from afar, was almost blown away by the strong wind. However, Berenius
The surging magic power immediately repaired the damaged shield and swept in with a scorching stream of fire.
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"Bertier and the others are really powerful." Murat shouted happily. After he and Nona were knocked away, they fell into a long-term state of dizziness and sluggishness. By the time they got up, the confrontation was over.
"No, not yet," Nona wiped away the blood on her forehead and denied in a low voice, "Bertier and Dedeus are relatives connected by blood and can cast some mysterious forbidden spells.
"However, their high-level descent and fusion completely exceeded the limit of their abilities and could only last for less than three minutes. Otherwise, there would be a high possibility that they would not be able to recover their human bodies. In order to protect their safety, their families have already
Prohibitions and insinuations are imposed, limiting their duration.
"Under Lance's attack, the time they can hold out will definitely be shorter."
The rebel armored and infantry brigade had broken away from the elemental lord's pursuit, changed the direction of attack, and rushed towards the trio's position.
Nona glanced at her left hand and found that her forearm had been bent ninety degrees by the attack just now.
"Mura, take your hand and use it."
As soon as she finished speaking, she grabbed her old comrade's hand and stuffed it into her mouth. She pressed her left hand's joint with her right hand and pressed it hard.
"Crack!"
"Wow!"
Murat shouted.
Nona's left forearm was reset. With the blessing of the Eternal Patriarch, the broken bones and nerve damage will be healed faster. She quickly poured herself a bottle of healing potion, her mouth twitched, and she sweated like rain.
Seeing such a simple and clear treatment plan made Rana's eyelids jump. He took back the broken steel sword again, held the horse sword in his hand and said: "Then, no matter the outcome of the battle on Berenius' side, we must do it as soon as possible
Clean up these rebels."
Murat took a shield from his back and threw it to Nona. He stood beside her with two halberds.
Six rebels in armor and hundreds of rebel infantrymen, holding spears and axes, charged towards the gap again.
The three Shutorals who were guarding there suddenly left their position and counterattacked towards them with Nona as the leader.
"Throw the gun!"
"Shoot them!"
The leader of the six armored men took armor-piercing spears in their hands and threw volleys at Nona, who was charging head-on. They must have been veterans of the legion, and even their techniques and tactics were exactly the same.
The throwing spear first penetrated the shield, and then made a series of armor-piercing sounds on the solid shield. Although their power was weakened by the two layers of defense, one of the throwing spears still stabbed Nona's arm, and the other penetrated the shield and struck back.
It hit her breastplate shoulder, knocking her down directly.
Before Nona fell, Murat had already flashed out from behind her. His halberd penetrated the armor of a rebel who couldn't dodge like lightning, sending him flying backwards and directly carving a gap in the human wall.
Without pausing, Murat passed directly by the remaining armor and rushed into the middle of the rebel group that followed closely. The halberd swept through the flesh and blood, and the ax blade and the spear head tore open the sky with blood. Many rebels
Trying to attack him from behind, he was suddenly swept by a heavy iron ball.
The tail weight of the halberd collided between human faces like a meteorite, causing crackling bones and screams.
The armored rebels were about to turn around to rescue them when a ferocious black figure jumped directly into the gap dug by Murat like a meteorite.
Lana fell to the ground with a crash. He knelt on one knee, carrying a heavy horse-killing sword on his shoulder. His gleaming eyes scanned the surroundings, and a cruel smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.
The fierce sword edge swept across like a violent wind. The armor of the rebels surrounding them suddenly lost their center of gravity. When they came to their senses, they saw a ferocious warrior like a black wolf wreaking havoc between their knees with a horse-cutting sword.
Two short legs sprayed with blood were still standing in the mud, looking like their own calves.
In just one attack, the three men broke through the rebel ranks. Lana and Murat killed all the rebel armor in a blink of an eye, and launched a pursuit towards the terrified rebel infantry.
The two men were like wolves and sheep, chopping melons and vegetables and slaughtering them.
This group of rebel infantry was much tougher and braver than the previous two waves. Many of them fought to the death and refused to retreat even a step.
The rebels stabbed with densely packed short spears. The spear heads hit the shield, and then broke off on the tilted breastplate. The broken spear heads even bounced into the faces of the spearmen.
"What kind of defense is this!"
Amid bursts of exclamations, Rana's sword tore apart the small rebel leader who was wearing armor. Murat's halberd swept through the crowd, and the ax blade lifted up a piece of broken limbs. Whether they were wearing armor or not, they were all in trouble.
It's like paper under the attack.
"What kind of attack is this!"
The warriors in the rebel army launched charge after round, but they could neither penetrate Rana's heavy armor, nor did they themselves die instantly under the thunderous blows.
A group of gunmen crowded over and set up a formation on the side, preparing to use armor-piercing spears to eliminate Shutoral. However, before they could get away from the chaotic brigade, Rana, who was wearing heavy armor, had already rushed in between them.
, killing them in pieces like mowing grass.
The rebels pursued them frantically, but their speed could not catch up with the Extraordinaries with heavy swords and heavy armor. By the time they arrived at the shooter's position, Rana had left corpses everywhere and rushed into a group of archers.
"What speed is this!"
The tenacious rebels were shaken by the tragic casualties. They were very brave, but they had never encountered such an enemy that they could not penetrate, defend, or catch up with. More than two hundred elite rebel soldiers were like a wave in the strong wind.
The saplings are also in danger, and Lana and Murat are two hurricanes.
"Monster!"
One of the rebels screamed and fled towards the raft behind.
"The knights of Bjelan are monsters!"
"Failed, defeated!"
The rebels lost nearly half of their soldiers in a very short period of time, and the remaining people fled frantically towards the raft. In areas with deeper water levels, more rebel reinforcements arrived, but when they saw flesh and blood
The flying battlefield and the ferocious dismounted armored cavalry collapsed together.
Thousands of rebels rolled back and fled like rolled-up straw mats or low-tide sea water. They screamed and screamed, fled back crazily, and even jumped into the turbid water regardless of whether they could swim or not.
Lana and Murat were about to catch up and kill them all when they suddenly heard Nona's voice.
"You two, come back quickly, Berthier and the others can't hold on any longer!"
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In the fierce battle, Berenus is cracking and disintegrating. Although it is a powerful elemental lord, its power is limited by the advent spell. It also has no weapons and equipment of its own, and relies entirely on magic power and Lance consumption.
Under the shock of the shockingly lethal flail, it retreated step by step, and finally broke into pieces.
Berthier and Thedius fell heavily to the ground in human form. Their faces and lips were as white as paper, their mental strength was extremely exhausted, and they could not even stand up.
"Phew~ finally!"
Lance took a breath, raised the flail, and smashed it down on Dedeus' head.
"Boom!"
A sharp arrow hit his wrist, stopping the fatal blow.
Cruella had no time to change her position. She saw that Lana and the others were coming, and it would take at least five seconds for them to arrive. This was enough time for Lance to beat her lord Dedeus to pieces three times.
She drew out the armor-piercing heavy arrow and shot another arrow at Lance, who was determined to kill Deedius.
This arrow penetrated the gap in Lance's shoulder armor and actually shook him.
It hurt him!
So far in the battle, Kulala has hit Lance at least seven or eight times. The rebel leader has arrows stuck all over his body like a hedgehog, but he is still extremely fierce. This time, the attack finally caused some real damage.
Lance left Deedius alone, turned around like a storm, stared at her with astonishing momentum and anger, and grabbed a pair of bows and arrows from the ground full of dead bodies and weapons.
Kurala felt as if she was being stared at by a ferocious beast from the abyss, and an icy chill spread to her limbs. She jumped into the bunker passage that had been constructed with a "swish" sound, completely avoiding the enemy's gaze.
However, the indescribable crisis and fear materialized into a tangible and terrifying shadow in the air, and the terrifying monster had bitten her. The breath of killing seemed to be alive, and she could not get rid of it no matter where she hid.
"What's going on?" She said to herself in surprise, "I'm already hiding!"
"Kulala! Run!" Nona's exclamation came from the distance.
Run? Where to run? Where is the danger?
Before she could think about it, a heavy arrow suddenly appeared above her head, shattering a piece of masonry. The arrow shaft broke at the same time as the impact, and the sharp arrow changed its angle and bounced towards her.
"Boom!"
The silver-haired Shutoral didn't even have time to hum, and he raised his head and fell down from the wall that was covered with cover.
…
Nona sprinted towards Lance with all her strength, grabbed a throwing gun on the ground and threw it towards him.
Before her, Murat had already thrown his halberd, which was more powerful.
In order to snipe Kulala, Lance didn't have time to block it with a sheep bone shield.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
With two dull piercing sounds, Lance's chest armor and leg armor were penetrated in two places respectively. He gritted his teeth, struggled to cut off the barrels of the throwing spear and halberd, and retreated back with the spear head.
Lana was like an invading black flame, swinging his sword to spin in the air and slash with one strike.
The powerful and strangely shaped sheep bone shield blocked this attack. At the same time, Lance took out a dagger filled with black energy from his waist. He pressed down the edge of Lana's sword with his backhand, and the dagger pierced through as soon as he sent it.
Lana's Breastplate.
Fiona, who was providing shield support from a distance, was shaken all over, showing a look of panic, and the crystal shield also disappeared.
Nona rushed forward with her sword and stabbed it into the right side of Lance's lower abdomen. The strong muscles clamped her sword like steel, making it impossible to move in or out.
Lance waved his hand and struck Nona directly to the ground. Although he was also seriously injured, he still took out the flail and swung it at Murat who came over.
Without his halberd, Murat used his long sword to fight back, but in just one turn, the blade was broken and he was knocked to the ground.
"Oh, you guys, little...oh!"
Just when Lance was about to say something harsh, his whole body suddenly trembled, and blood spurted directly from his mouth.
Lana grabbed the weird dagger pierced into his chest with one hand, pulled out the majestic fury with the other hand, stabbed it into his chest, and stirred it hard.
The two of them each took a blow from the sword and glared at each other fiercely. In the end, Lance was the stronger one. He struggled to break free from Lana's strength and took a few steps back while covering his bleeding wound.
"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you..."
He vomited blood and cursed, but weakness and trembling had already appeared on his body.
Wizard Reed ran over, and all the rebels around him ran away. He was the only one who still had the courage to come here.
The leader of the rebel army was already crumbling, and the noble heirs from Bijelan and their bodyguards were lying on the ground.
Wizard Reed was about to chant an attack spell to take away their lives when he suddenly noticed a silver figure wielding a sword and holding a shield rushing towards him.
And the knight? Wizard Reed was shocked. From the corner of his eye, he saw a girl with blond hair and silver armor swinging a sword towards him. He was caught off guard, and his wand and two fingers were cut off and fell into the water.
"Retreat!" Lance growled.
Fiona arrived. She was wearing a breastplate like Shutoral, holding a sharp sword in her hand, and her whole body was wrapped in a faint golden light. Behind her, Sonia was outlining the configuration of the spell, a ball of cold
The airflow is taking shape.
"Return to the camp." Lance and Wizard Reed abandoned the victory they were about to obtain and retreated quickly.
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Sonia sat at the table, gently curling her hair.
Although she was very nervous and scared, everyone seemed to be more nervous and scared than she was. The professor died, and all of Shutoral fell down. Only some low-level teaching assistants who were doing chores and dozens of classmates were present.
Berthier is sorting out the battle situation, taking care of the wounded and losses:
"The rebels may break through the defense line at night. All Shutoral are wounded, Lana and Kulala are seriously injured, and the baron is leading people to repair the broken village wall.
"Although Isius was not injured, he suffered a great mental shock when he unfolded the spell and is still in chaos."
Sonia nodded. Beside her, Fiona was crying like a tearful person. The sword that Lana received was very strange, and a strange black aura lingered in the wound and could not subside.
Sonia bit her lip, clenched her fists, and said to herself - Calm down, Sonia. It's up to you now, and you have to take responsibility.
Sonia tried hard to maintain a faint smile, and said calmly and clearly to a room of classmates who were about to collapse:
"Griffith is near the old town, and there are still a group of city defense troops there. As long as Griffith launches an attack, everything will be fine."
Berthier was stunned for a moment and reminded in a low voice: "Sonia, according to previous intelligence, Griffith cannot launch an attack..."
"..."
Sonia was stunned.
Dedeus couldn't stand his companion's nagging way of speaking, so he said: "The communication of the Echo Crystal has gradually been restored. Griffith arrived at the legion's camp on the 18th. It is not yet known whether he survived."
Sonia felt as if her head had been hammered and she almost fainted.
She bit her lip tightly and her quill fell on the table. She pressed her hand tightly against the desk to prevent everyone from noticing that she was shaking:
"Everyone, please go back and rest first. Shutoral will be working the night shift. We all have to get up early tomorrow."
"Fiona, Berthier, Dedeus, please stay for a moment."
Sonia's voice was very gentle, but she was actually on the verge of collapse.
Why? Why did Griffith go to the camp in the south? How did things come to this point...
I should not succumb to Professor Witzleben or give in. I should call on all my classmates to oppose him. Even if we fail, we should escape at night.
If I escape from here, Griffith won't be in danger...
Sonia felt that she was about to cry. She hurriedly wiped away her tears, stabilized herself and said: "We must break out. It is impossible for everyone to rush out, but one or two people can rush out. Go to the old town to gather reinforcements.
Help me contain the rebels until Beyelan's reinforcements arrive."
"The rebels will intercept us," Berthier said, trying to wave away his gloomy expression. "We can cover them and rush out for a while, but those who break through must have sufficient protection and a certain degree of combat effectiveness."
"Then let's concentrate on sending a courier out," Sonia felt her thinking became clearer. "The courier must not only go to Old Town to seek reinforcements, but also have enough influence to supervise them."