There was no time to argue anymore, and in the end the two groups of candidates were quickly determined. Brando knew that he could not convince Her Royal Highness, so he could only cast a final glance into the rain, and then put on his cloak.
The princess took the spear from the knight on the side, cut a piece from the cloak with her backhand sword, and tied it to the tip of the spear. The pattern of crescent moons and lilies suddenly fluttered high in the wind and rain.
The knights looked at the flag representing Eruin, which was soaked by the rain.
The thin team began to move forward.
As expected, they attracted the army of demons. The hellhounds galloping in a line were like a rolling red wave, facing the team of less than thirty people in the center of the battlefield and devouring everything in its path.
This gave Brando a precious chance to breathe. A group of people holding the Punic cloak of the King of Giants wiped the edge of the battlefield and approached the only remaining flame door.
But even this stretch of road is not stable.
Although the hill-like hell hounds can't see them, sometimes they can't be avoided when they attack from the front. At this time, Brando can only lift up his cloak and pierce the throats of these monsters with a sword from below, letting the stench spread.
Blood spurted out, causing these huge demons to crumble into and knock down several of their kind.
But the fallen Cerberus did not attract the attention of many of its kind. Demons like to fight with each other. Such a stampede during a group charge is trivial, and no one will pay attention to this corner of the battlefield.
The demons gradually became denser, and everyone felt that the ground beneath their feet was churning.
The wild demons in the sky were the first to approach the humans in the center of the battlefield. Laird raised his head, his gray eyes reflected those ferocious faces, and the monsters in the sky screamed and spread their wings, like a
Sharp arrows flew at them.
Several wild demons crashed into the knight formation, knocking several knights flying. Their power was far more powerful than the hell hounds. Laird saw with his own eyes that the knights were smashed into pieces, and their armor was like glass.
It also shattered. The flesh and blood underneath exploded due to the huge pressure, and the blood vessels burst open and turned into a ball of flying plasma.
A few drops of blood even sprinkled on the snow-white face of Her Royal Highness the Princess at the back. Griffin remained motionless, her hand tightly holding the spear, her knuckles turning white due to lack of blood, but the spear remained standing.
The barbarian demon flew past. The others behind them swooped down again, and one barbarian demon crashed into the princess in the crowd. When the only two or three remaining knights reacted, the barbarian demon's sharp claws could almost reach the half-elf girl.
chest.
"careful!"
A streak of silver light penetrated the rain curtain and nailed the beast on its head, causing it to crash to the ground. The old knight was holding a long sword and was already standing in front of Her Royal Highness. Griffin looked at the kingdom in front of him.
The lion, he once betrayed the Corcova royal family, but she knew that the old man had never betrayed Eruin for a moment.
"Thank you, Sir Laird."
"Princess, as long as you don't blame me for being rebellious, I will be responsible for everything. I originally owed my life to the late king. Now I won't suffer any loss if I use this old bone to repay it." Laird sighed,
"It's just that I may not be able to thank you for my old life."
"This is not your fault," Her Royal Highness the Princess said with a cold light in her eyes, "Someone will pay the price for this, and Brando will not let them go."
Laird knew in his heart that Her Highness the Princess was talking about her powerful uncle. He couldn't help but sigh again. He didn't expect that Grand Guild Sifah would be so mad that he would introduce demons into the world. No wonder Nicholas and Garlock
He will also immediately switch to the princess's side without mercy.
There was only regret left in his heart. If he had known this, he would never have become an accomplice of the White Lions. But now it is too late to say this. Not to mention that young man, even the temple will never let Sifah go.
Grand Duke.
The White Lions are destined to lose their past honors.
In fact, these are no longer important. What is important is whether Eruin can continue to exist from now on, and whether their life-threatening gamble today can succeed.
A streak of silver flew out from the old man's sword. The silver blossom was shaped like a crescent moon. The moon moved forward and swept across the formation of the wild demon. The demon flying in the sky still maintained its forward posture, but its body had been torn apart.
A piece of corpse hit the ground, causing a bloody storm.
What a beautiful white crow swordsmanship. It represents Eruin's most glorious past. Princess Grifiine watched blankly as the dazzling brilliance disappeared into the rain, but was eventually swallowed up by the surging demon army.
The wild demons have once again lifted up and flew up. But the tall figure of the hell hound has appeared on the ground. Almost all the knights of Lantonilan have been wiped out, and the remaining witches are not enough to protect themselves.
The knight stood closer, preparing to protect the last flag on the battlefield.
When Brando turned around, he saw that the flag was still standing far away in the rain and had not fallen down. A blue and white battle flag seemed to be the only symbol on this battlefield.
Lightning pierced the dark sky of Ampelsel Bay, reflecting everything in white.
Brando looked back heavily, and he understood that now all hopes depended on him - if he could dismantle the portal quickly - there might be a chance to save everything.
Brando couldn't help but grit his teeth. They had already passed through the first wave of demons' arrows, with less than half the distance left behind. The demons on the battlefield were also much sparser, and they used the King of Giants cloth intermittently.
The cloak of concealment has only used less than a third of its duration so far.
It looked like victory was close at hand.
Everyone couldn't help but subconsciously speed up the pace.
The remaining one-third of the journey was passed in one go. After passing through the second arrow, the defense line formed by the horned demons behind was clearly visible.
Nicholas pulled out his long sword. Without waiting for Brando's order, he rushed towards the upper demons like a golden-red thread. The twelve horned demons were obviously stunned by the powerful enemy that suddenly appeared in front of him and could not react in time.
Before they could even let out a scream, those closest to Brando and his group were already involved in a sea of fire by Nicholas.
There is only one fate waiting for them.
And Brando held up the cloak of the King of Giants and continued to move forward, with nine seconds left. At this time, he no longer needed to save, because there was still the last stretch of road left in front of him.
Antitina followed him closely, Charles held the unconscious sugar bowl, and Delphiri followed at the end. The four of them had never felt so nervous and uneasy as at this moment. Even Brando's experience during the wolf tide was...
Far inferior to now, because at that time he could at least see through history, but now the future is hidden in a fog.
He must break through the fog with his own hands, but he is unable to determine what the judgment behind the fog actually represents.
Thirty meters.
The King of Giants' cloak finally failed. But there were only two or three kittens beside the portal at the moment. They were all demon sorcerers. Ciel and Brandov killed them all one by one as soon as they appeared.
Antitina threw away the Giant King's cloak as quickly as possible, as if it was not a legendary item but a piece of trash. Then she rushed towards the last door of flames on the battlefield like crazy.
Charles, Brando, Delphiri, Nicholas, as well as Garlock, Laird and Her Royal Highness the Princess, who were surrounded in the center of the battlefield, saw this scene at the same time.
All we have to do is work harder! Almost everyone has this idea in mind.
But unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Just when everything seemed to be going step by step towards the best ending, a terrifying aura suddenly descended out of thin air and fell on everyone on the battlefield.
The pressure of the demon lord!
Brando's hair immediately stood on end, and the depression he felt was as if a god had suddenly descended into this realm. But that was absolutely impossible. Not to mention that Warnd had no physical god at all, and even if it was a god,
There is no way it could exude such a cruel and violent aura.
That kind of aura can only exist in one kind of creature in the entire Warnde.
demon.
He raised his head and watched the space next to the portal vibrate. Then, a huge golden-red light door suddenly opened beside Antitina without warning. Before everyone had time to react, a huge,
A three-headed monster that seemed to be made of red fat had squeezed out of the door.
That unique shape can only make Brando think of one name - Messica, the King of Chaos.
At that moment Brando's heart tightened.
"Be careful! Antitina!" he shouted with all his strength.
But it was too late. The staff lady didn't even realize that the disaster was coming. She even turned around in surprise when she heard Brando calling her, but the next moment, the Demon King's claws had already passed through her body.
With a sharp sound, the blood-red claws pierced Antitina like three sharp swords. Her whole body arched up in pain.
Antitina opened her mouth wide, as if she was surprised at the last moment. But blood immediately poured out of her mouth and nose, but the noble daughter finally stretched out her hand to Brando.
"Brando...Brando...Lando..."
Her mouth opened and closed, but finally she lowered her head feebly.
"No -" Brando's eyes were splitting with anger. He could hardly believe what he saw before his eyes. Although he still had a trace of delusion in his heart. He hoped that it was all just an illusion, but delusions were just delusions after all.
My heart kept sinking.
As an ordinary person, is it possible for Antitina to survive a blow from Messika, the demon king in the extreme realm? Any sane person would give a natural answer.
But this answer was unacceptable to Brando.
Antitina is dead?
Brando saw the King of Chaos flicking his claws and throwing Antitina away, and the staff lady's limp body hit the grass, looking lifeless; at that moment, all he could think about was
There was nothing, and he stood in the pouring rain holding the Sword of the Earth. For a moment, he felt that the whole world had gone dark.
Is the noble lady who has been silently by his side and willing to stand on the opposite side of the entire kingdom with him dead?
Brando didn't know what kind of thoughts were flowing in his heart for a moment.
At this time, Messica, the King of Chaos, finally noticed the young man at his feet. Its three huge heads looked back at the portal, and then at Brando. It guessed the intentions of these humans in an instant. Their faces
He couldn't help but show a hint of ferocious anger.
"Insects, you have done a good job." Messika's voice seemed to come from the abyss. It raised its paw and immediately waved it down at Brando.
"Brando, you bastard, wake up! Do you want to die here? You still have the destiny card! Miss Antitina is not dead yet!" St. Osol, Queen of the Wind, was going crazy.
.
But only the last sentence made Brando's mind flash with lightning that cut through the darkness. He reacted with a sudden thought, yes, he still has cards. As long as he has the destiny card, there is at least a chance to save the staff lady.
hope.
Although it is just a glimmer of opportunity in a desperate situation.
But as long as there is a chance, he will never give up.
Brando suddenly woke up, but when he raised his head, a shadow had completely enveloped him.
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