All the movements of Leon and the others could not escape Ryan's eyes, but he remained indifferent and allowed them to do whatever they wanted.
In his heart, everything Leon and the others are doing now is useless and cannot change the fact of being destroyed at all.
"Lord Shuiyan, can we release all the tyrants now?" Ryan narrowed his eyes and said gloomily.
Shui Yan glanced at Ryan and said nothing, just waved her hand gently.
Suddenly, Ryan showed a look of enthusiasm, and the tentacles all over his body began to dance violently.
"Leon, now let me give you a taste of what despair feels like."
Following Ryan's hideous laugh, countless roars erupted, and a group of tyrants swarmed out from the palace. Together with the tyrants who had just blocked Leon's attack, they mixed in with the mutants and Warcraft, and began to launch an attack.
A crazy massacre.
Everything that stood in the way of the tyrants was destroyed by their sharp claws.
Even some weak mutants and monsters cannot escape their violent attacks.
With the departure of Olidu, the pressure on Leon and the others was already high enough. Now coupled with the violent attack of the Tyrant, the pressure suddenly reached the limit.
"Damn it! Ryan, this lunatic, really wants to destroy the entire Dalu!" Leon said fiercely. The current number of tyrants is enough to destroy a country in a short time!
However, Leon didn't know that there was a group of thousands of tyrants heading towards various countries.
Each of their tyrants is enough to destroy a country as powerful as the Oden Empire in a short period of time!
"Leon, please leave quickly! Lord Rennes and I will protect you!" Lexa understood deeply that with the current situation, they simply could not survive Dean Olido's return.
Now, Rexxar can only sacrifice himself and the Lord of Rennes City to protect Leon, the future king.
"No! You all stand up for me! As long as it's not until the last moment, there is always the possibility of a miracle happening!" Leon refused sternly.
Just when Rexxar was about to say something, a group of Warcraft appeared out of thin air and joined their battle formation, suddenly sharing a lot of pressure.
"Boy, I haven't seen you for a while, but you have grown up a lot!" At this time, an old man appeared and looked at Leon with a smile.
"Dures! It's you?!" Leon exclaimed, but he didn't expect that at such a critical moment, the old man Dures would show up.
"If it's not me, who else? Or have you forgotten me, an old man?" Dures curled his lips and said with an aggrieved look.
"No, no, no! How dare I forget you!" Leon was pleasantly surprised by the appearance of Dures, but also full of confidence.
After all, Dures is a summoner, and a single summoning spell can bring in hundreds or even thousands of helpers.
In this way, their pressure will be reduced a lot!
However, Leon seems to have forgotten the existence of Ryan. He has been implanted with the genes of the Kilun monster and can control the monster!
Before he finished speaking, those monsters summoned by Dures turned against each other one after another, suddenly becoming a burden to Leon and the others.
"Damn! What else can I say at this time?" Leon said depressedly, while Dures looked embarrassed. He didn't expect that his arrival would become a burden in an instant, which made him so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
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As the summoned monsters turned against each other, Leon and the others were under increasing pressure, and each other's physical strength had reached its limit.
Suddenly, a cold breath filled the air, and waves of undead emerged from the ground, once again blocking Leon from the enemies besieging them.
"Compared to Dures's summoned monsters, is my undead army more practical?"
"Naai, it's you!"
Following Dures' exclamation, an old man wrapped in gray robes and with a pale face appeared in front of everyone.
This weird old man was none other than Naai, who had helped a lot during the battle of zombies in Odin City.