Chapter 716
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Twelve to five.
This was the current kill ratio between the Steel Forger and Crowhill teams.
Briella's hand, which was holding the crystal mouse, was covered in sweat. Her eyes were glued to the Weave's interface.
The Steel Forger had led their army to the high ground of the Saint Legion.
All the defense towers in the middle lane had been destroyed. The battle that had lasted for half an hour was about to come to an end.
"We can't hold it! Retreat! "
Briella could hear the hopeless voices of her teammates.
Before the battle began, she was still confident that she could defeat these high and mighty knights in the Sacred Spirit Battlefield. However, the truth proved that they were too young.
The Steel Forger won the first round with a crushing victory. The kill ratio was twenty-one to three. The result of the second round was the same. Now it was the third round … and they were still at a huge disadvantage.
"Contestant Gill of the Steel Forger used Folded Sword to break into the rear of the Crowhill team. He aimed at the Deep Sea Banshee controlled by contestant Briella! The Deep Sea Banshee tried to use Abyss Stealth to avoid Folded Sword's slash. Folded Sword used a beautiful Strangle to silence the Deep Sea Banshee! She can't turn the ground into seawater with her song! "
Brass Dragon sat at the top of the arena and explained the progress of the match to the audience.
"We can't see the situation on the Saint Legion's side from here …"
"Does anyone know the Glyph of Telescopic Magic? Give me one on my glasses! "
The audience near the Doomsday Army stood up and looked at the situation on the high ground of the Saint Legion on the other side of the arena.
The illusion created by the man in purple on the arena had completely shown the battle in the game. It was even more realistic!
In the Holy Spirit Battlefield created by the purple-clothed person, Folded Sword, who was wearing a red and black robe, turned into a phantom. In the next second, he appeared behind the Deep Sea Siren who was about to start singing an ancient incantation.
Before the Deep Sea Banshee could chant the inscription to summon the seawater, Folded Sword had already grabbed her neck mercilessly and pressed her body to the ground.
"The Silence is over. The Deep Sea Banshee released the Song of Lost at the last moment of her life."
Brass Dragon's commentary also appeared on the battlefield below.
Folded Sword pulled out the dagger on his back and stabbed it into the Deep Sea Banshee's abdomen. A large amount of blood overflowed from her abdomen and mouth. The audience could even see the resentful expression on the Deep Sea Banshee's scale-covered cheeks.
At the last moment before her body turned into light and disappeared, a strange song reverberated across the battlefield.
Folded Sword, who had just pulled out his blood-stained dagger, had a confused expression on his face when he heard the song. The dagger in his hand fell to the ground. Then, he covered his forehead in pain and took a few steps back.
"The other members of Crohier seized the opportunity and used the Tremors to split up the enemy troops!"
Everything that Brass Dragon said was reflected on the battlefield below. The man who looked like a giant bear descended from the sky and landed behind Folded Sword.
A large number of cracks appeared on the ground in an instant. The Tremors raised his hands and slammed the ground angrily. The other three heroes who wanted to rescue Folded Sword were all forced back by the cracked ground.
Folded Sword also fell to the ground due to the vibration of the ground. There was a teammate beside him, and this teammate immediately helped Folded Sword up from the ground.
However, just as Folded Sword staggered and turned around to leave, an emerald green arrow suddenly pierced through his chest from behind. Hot blood burst out from his heart, and through the hole in his heart, the Elven Forerunner could be seen once again preparing to draw his bow.
"The Ironforgers have retreated. The Crohier Battle Team has blocked this attack! The Crohier Battle Team still has a chance to turn this round! "
As soon as Brass Dragon's voice fell, a … Teleportation Magic Circle suddenly appeared behind the Ironforgers who had retreated to the Saint Legion's high ground.
"Resurrection Scroll! Folded Sword bought an item that can only be bought once per game, and the Deep Sea Banshee's Resurrection Scroll was bought in the last team battle. "
Brass Dragon quickly understood where this Teleportation Magic Circle came from. After a short five seconds of channeling, Folded Sword, whose heart had been pierced by the Elven Forerunner, once again appeared at the forefront of the battlefield.
There's no more chance …
With her own hero dead, Blela watched as the enemy destroyed the core crystal bit by bit.
Finally, the word 'FAIL' appeared on the screen in front of her.
At this moment, Blela felt a deep sense of helplessness. Her team members were simply not on the same level as the Ironforgers.
The youngest member's eyes had already turned red.
"Don't cry … It's time for us to leave."
Blela stood up with a heavy heart. When she led her team out of the Hall of Silence, the audience's cheers had completely enveloped the entire arena.
But these cheers didn't belong to them.
Blela silently walked down the arena and arrived at the arena's resting room for the players.
This tournament had completely woken them up. Blela now understood that the championship of the Holy Ghost Open wasn't something that could be won easily.
"What should we do next?"
While Blela was sitting in the resting room, deep in thought, one of the team members broke the silence and asked her.
"What else can we do? Go back and study hard. I still have to apologize to my parents …" Blela gritted her teeth. Although she was very unwilling, this was the reality. "I also have to accept punishment from the Yellow Robe."
This answer once again caused the other five team members to fall silent. When they came to this arena, they had always held onto their dreams. They always thought that they could easily get first place in the tournament, and that they were invincible.
But reality smashed their dreams and threw the dregs of their dreams into the trash can.
Just as Blela was about to stand up and comfort the other team members, someone knocked on the resting room's door.
"Come in."
Blela thought it was the arena's attendant telling them that they could leave, but the figure who walked into their resting room … was the Iron Nation's infamous Empress Yekana!
"What … are you doing here?"
Blela panicked the moment she saw Empress Yekana.
She didn't know the Empress' true identity before, so she could muster up a little courage to challenge her. But after listening to White's description … Blela understood that if the Empress wanted to kill her and her entire family, it would be very easy.
"To see you, of course."
Empress Yekana's gaze swept across the group of young people who were less than 16 years old.
"Ye … Your Highness Yekana, I didn't know you would participate in this tournament. I was so bold …"
White was so scared that he knelt on the ground, and his voice was somewhat incoherent.
"White!"
Blela still couldn't stand the way her friend bowed to this old woman.
"Blela, you … you should hurry up."
White was so nervous that he didn't know what to say. He pulled on the corner of Blela's clothes, trying to make her kneel as a sign of respect.
"Stand up." But Empress Yekana's next words stunned all of them. "Five brave warriors should not kneel to their enemies."
"Brave … Brave warriors?"
White's tense nerves were about to break, and he couldn't understand Empress Yekana's words.
"You have proven your outstanding ability to control the Holy Spirit." Empress Yekana's gaze fell on Blela, and then she asked, "Are you willing to become my knights and fight for me?"
A knight under the command of the Empress.
Things happened so fast that Blela didn't even have time to think, but from the Empress's expression, she seemed to be serious.
She was going to recruit these five apprentices who hadn't even graduated from the Advanced Magic Academy to become her … knights.
How should she answer at a time like this?
Blela suddenly remembered the words her parents taught her when she was looking for a job … It should be fine to use it here.
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