"Huhuhu!"
George leaned against the corner and gasped violently. In front of him was a killed demon, next to his injured colleagues, and a dead pirate captain. For a long time, George had some prejudice against pirates, which was roughly equivalent to the kind of 'it's easy to change mountains and rivers, but it's hard to change one's nature'. Therefore, there were also various factions within the city of Mordor. The power of the pirate faction was naturally very strong, but the officers and soldiers selected from the half-elves were also very good.
The two sides had competed a lot during this period of time. The dead pirate captain was George's opponent.
But just now, this man covered in scars faced the devil's attack head-on in order to cover their flank attack. The huge force shattered his bones, and before George and the others could rescue him, the man died under the devil's hands. Even at the moment of death, this fierce man who had been drifting on the sea for half of his life still used his last strength to pierce the demon's throat, which allowed them to successfully kill the demon.
A powerful demon.
They had never faced such a dangerous enemy. Although they had heard of demons and devils in other parts of the continent, this was the first time in the territory of Mordor. George slowly stood up and came to the dead comrade. He slowly knelt down on one knee, and then closed the other party's eyes. Beside him, there were wounded people who helped each other stand up, calling for the priest to come, and at the same time, treating others nervously.
The friendship between men was sometimes so simple.
A moment ago, they might still be rivals of different factions, but now they were truly comrades worth trusting.
"May your soul rest in peace!"
George slowly clenched his long sword, glanced at the dead pirate captain in front of him, and then turned and walked out of the alley.
The battle was not over yet.
No matter who came, Mordor city had long become his new home. In order to protect his home, he was willing to fight until the last moment of his life! The peaceful and orderly life here must not be destroyed by others!
Even a powerful demon could not affect the fighting spirit in his heart!
"Crossbowmen, get ready!"
The angry roar of the garrison officer came from the side, accompanied by neat footsteps. All the crossbowmen equipped with military crossbows appeared. The figures of the drow warriors leaped on the roof. The profession level of these drow warriors was much higher than ordinary people. Their natural racial advantage allowed them to quickly support various battlefields.
Roar!
A muffled dragon roar could be heard.
The huge figure of the Quetzalcoatlus appeared in the night sky. It swooped down and grabbed the figure of a demon, then directly threw it down from a height of hundreds of meters.
It was as if he felt some kind of summoning.
The Two-Footed Pterosaur suddenly became excited. It let out a high-pitched dragon roar and then rushed towards the city lord's mansion.
"Form the formation!"
"All troops, get into formation!"
"Don't scatter! Follow your training! Evacuate the civilians! Evacuate the nearby civilians! "
A series of angry roars rang out.
Many of the pirates who had been on the battlefield for a long time had now grown up. As the high priest's psionic force field expanded, they quickly received orders to evacuate the surrounding civilians, and at the same time, split up and surrounded the demons.
Anyone who started a war in Mordor City must pay the price!
Since these demons dared to come, then none of them could leave alive.
…
The Quetzalcoatlus flew across the sky.
Gloria was surprised for a moment before she quickly followed. The Fallen Witch was casting a Fire Protection Spell because the area before her eyes was about to turn into a sea of fire.
A faint roar could be heard.
When the two legendary witches arrived, the battle in front of them was almost over.
Vivian's figure was suspended in mid-air.
The Quetzalcoatlus slowly landed in front of her. The little girl held a dark magic sword in her hand, as if even the surrounding space was distorted.
— — "Sword of Destruction [Legendary Spell]!"
The body of a higher demon, the body of a slaughterer, and a seriously injured legendary priest.
A mysterious demon tattoo appeared on the side of Vivian's young face. A black princess dress seemed to be wrapped in some kind of powerful force. Behind her was a pair of demon wings that had grown much larger than before.
Her expression was very calm.
There were already many demon bodies around the little girl. She turned her head and glanced at Gloria who had rushed over. Then she put the Sword of Destruction on the legendary priest's neck and said in a majestic voice, "Surrender! Or die! "
The legendary priest struggled.
Vivian frowned slightly, waved the Sword of Destruction gently, and a head flew up.
The blood was evaporated by the distorted space. The legendary spell 'Sword of Destruction', which was known as a divine artifact, was not something a priest could easily withstand.
The corpse was dissipating.
This was the power of space fragments, which directly disintegrated any matter that could not pass the judgment.
The little girl killed a legendary priest as easily as crushing an ant. After confirming that there were no enemies nearby, she landed lightly in front of Gloria.
"Vivian!?"
Gloria's expression was a little surprised and murmured, "Are you okay?"
Very powerful.
The legendary spell was so easy to use. At this moment, Gloria even suspected that Vivian was stronger than the most powerful spellcaster she had ever met, the [Northern Witch].
A high-grade legendary spellcaster!
Incredible power! Vivian's changes were no less than Søren's!
"I'm fine."
The little girl shook her head gently, then glanced at Gloria and said slowly, "Brother went out for something, right?"
Gloria nodded slowly and hurriedly said, "Yes. But he will be back soon. "
Vivian shook her head, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Then, she gently landed on the back of the Quetzalcoatlus. She looked at Gloria calmly and whispered, "I'm leaving."
"This is my fate! I can't always run away! I always want to rely on my brother! … "
"I am the Witch of Fear! … "
"Fate has decided that I must face all of this personally."
"Please tell my brother. When it's time to end all of this, I will return to him. Now! … I have to face my own fate! … "
Speaking of this.
The little girl's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally, she murmured in a voice that only she could hear, "Whether it's Vivian or Lillian. Our fate is to defeat him to have a future. "
"Let's go."
"Vivian! You can't run away anymore! Brother said that there will be a bigger disaster coming. Only by defeating our own fate can we stay by Brother's side and face everything! "
"We are the Twins of Fear!"
"Let those devils and believers tremble in fear under our name!"
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