There was no time to argue, and in the end, the candidates for the two groups were quickly decided. Brando knew that he could not convince the princess, so he could only cast one last glance into the rain and then cover himself with his cloak.
The princess took the spear from the Knight beside her, cut a piece of the cloak with her sword, and tied it to the tip of the spear. Suddenly, the pattern of the crescent moon and lily fluttered high in the wind and rain.
The Knight looked at the flag representing Erouine, which was soaked by the rain.
The thin team began to move forward.
They had indeed attracted the army of demons. The hellhounds galloped forward in a line like a rolling red wave, facing the team of less than thirty people in the center of the battlefield and devouring everything in their path.
This bought Brando a precious moment of respite. The group holding the King of Giants Buni's cloak brushed against the edge of the battlefield and approached the only remaining Door of Flame.
But even this was not a safe journey.
Although the hill-like hellhounds could not see them, sometimes there was no way to avoid them when they pounced from the front. At such times, Brando could only lift his cloak and pierce the throats of these demons from below with his sword, letting the stinking blood spurt out, causing these huge demons to stagger and knock down several more of their kind.
But the fallen hellhounds did not attract too much attention from their kind. Demons liked to fight with each other, and such a stampede when charging in a group was insignificant. No one would pay attention to this corner of the battlefield.
The demons gradually became denser, and everyone felt the ground under their feet churning.
The brute devils in the sky were the first to approach the humans in the center of the battlefield. Leider raised his head, and his gray eyes reflected those hideous and terrifying faces. The monsters in the sky spread their wings and pounced on them like sharp arrows.
Several brute devils crashed into the Knight formation, knocking several Knights into the air. Their strength was far greater than that of the hellhounds. Leider saw with his own eyes that the Knights were smashed apart, and their armor shattered like glass. The flesh below burst under the tremendous pressure, and the blood vessels burst, turning into a mass of blood.
A few drops of blood even sprinkled on the snow-white face of Her Royal Highness behind them. Gryphine did not move. Her hand gripped the spear tightly. Her knuckles were white from the lack of blood, but the spear stood firm.
The Reckless Devil swept past. Their brethren behind them swooped down again, and a Brute Devil crashed into the princess in the crowd. By the time the remaining three Knight reacted, the Brute Devil's sharp claws had almost reached the half-elf girl's chest.
"Be careful!"
A silver light pierced through the rain and nailed the Barbaric Devil's head, causing it to crash to the ground. The old Knight was already standing in front of the princess, sword in hand. Gryphine looked at the lion in front of her. He had once betrayed the Covardo royal family, but she knew that he had never betrayed Erouine.
"Thank you, Leider."
"Princess, as long as you don't blame me for being a traitor, everything is my responsibility. I already owe my life to the late king, and now I'm using these old bones to repay it. "Leider sighed," But my old life may not be enough to pay for my sins. "
"It's not your fault," Her Royal Highness's eyes shone with a cold light, "Someone will pay for this, and Brando will not let them go."
Leider knew that Her Royal Highness was talking about her powerful uncle, and he couldn't help but sigh again. He didn't expect Duke Seifer to be so crazy as to bring demons into this world. It was no wonder that Nicholas and Garlock would immediately switch to the princess's side without any hesitation.
Only regret was left in his heart. If he had known this would happen, he would never have allowed the White Lion Legion to be his accomplices. But it was too late to say this now. Not to mention the young man, even the Holy Cathedral would never let Duke Seifer go.
And the White Lion Legion was destined to lose their past glory.
In fact, none of this mattered anymore. What mattered was whether Erouine could survive from now on, and whether their gamble with their lives would succeed today.
A silver brilliance flew out from the old man's sword, and the silver brilliance was shaped like a crescent moon. The crescent moon moved forward and swept across the formation of the Brute Devils. The demons flying in the sky still maintained their forward posture, but their bodies had been torn apart, and pieces of their corpses crashed to the ground, bringing with them a foul wind and a rain of blood.
What a beautiful White Raven Sword Art, representing Erouine's most glorious past. Princess Gryphine stared blankly as the dazzling brilliance disappeared into the rain, but was eventually swallowed up by the surging demon army.
The Brute Devils had already taken to the air again. But the tall figure of the Hellhound had already appeared on the ground. Almost all of the Lantonilan Knight had been wiped out, and the remaining witches were unable to protect themselves. Leider and the Cruz Knight stood closer, ready to protect the last flag on the battlefield.
When Brando looked back, he saw that the flag was still standing in the rain and had not fallen. A blue and white battle flag seemed to be the only symbol on this battlefield.
Lightning flashed across the dark sky of Ampere Seale's Bay, turning everything white.
Brando looked back with a heavy heart. He understood that all hope now depended on him. If he could tear down the portal quickly, everything might still have a chance to be salvaged.
Brando could not help but grit his teeth. They had already rushed through the first wave of demons, and there was less than half of the distance left. The demons on the battlefield had also thinned out a lot, and the intermittent use of the Giant King Buni's cloak had only taken less than a third of its duration.
It seemed that victory was close at hand.
Everyone could not help but quicken their pace subconsciously.
The remaining third of the distance was crossed in a flash. After passing through the second wave of arrows, the defensive line formed by the Longhorn Demons behind them was clearly visible.
Nicholas pulled out his long sword. Without waiting for Brando's order, he rushed towards the superior demons like a golden-red line. The twelve Longhorn Demons were obviously stunned by the sudden appearance of a strong enemy in front of them. Unable to react in time, the two closest to Brando and the others were swept into a sea of fire by Nicholas before they could even let out a scream.
There was only one outcome waiting for them.
Brando continued to move forward with the Giant King's cloak propped up, and there were still nine seconds left. At this time, he did not need to save anymore, because there was still the last stretch of the road left in front of him.
Amandina followed him closely, The Shire was holding the unconscious sugar jar, and Dilferi was at the very back. The four of them had never felt so nervous and uneasy as they did at this moment. Even Brando's experience during the Wolf Tide was far from what he was experiencing now, because at that time, he could at least see through history, but now the future was hidden in a fog.
He had to break through this fog with his own hands, but he could not be sure what the trial behind the fog represented.
Thirty meters.
The Giant King's cloak finally lost its effect. But there were only two or three kittens by the portal at this moment. Those were all Demon Warlocks, and as soon as The Shire and Brando appeared, they took care of them one by one.
Amandina threw away the Giant King's cloak as fast as she could, as if it was not a legendary item, but a piece of trash. Then she rushed madly towards the last Door of Flame on the battlefield.
The Shire, Brando, Dilferi, Nicholas, as well as Garlock, Leider, and Her Royal Highness, who were far away in the center of the battlefield, saw this scene at the same time.
I just need to put in a little more effort! Almost everyone probably only had this thought in their minds.
But unfortunately, things did not go as they wished. Just as everything seemed to be going step by step towards the best ending, suddenly a terrifying aura suddenly descended out of thin air and pressed on everyone on the battlefield.
The pressure of a Demon Lord!
Brando's hair immediately stood on end, and the oppressive feeling he felt was as if a god had suddenly descended upon this realm, but that was absolutely impossible. Not to mention that there was no god in Wohnde at all, and even a god could never exude such a cruel and tyrannical aura.
That kind of aura could only exist on one creature in Wohnde.
Demons.
He raised his head and watched as the space beside the portal began to tremble. Then, a huge golden-red door of light suddenly opened beside Amandina without warning, and before anyone could react, a huge three-headed monster that seemed to be stacked with crimson fat had squeezed out of the door.
That unique shape could only make Brando think of one name — the King of Chaos, Mesika.
At that moment, Brando's heart tightened.
"Be careful! Amandina! "He shouted with all his strength.
But it was too late, Amandina did not even realize that disaster was coming. When she heard Brando calling her, she even turned her head in surprise, but the next moment, the Demon King's claws had already pierced through her body.
With a sharp sound, the blood-red claws pierced through Amandina like three sharp swords. Her whole body arched in pain.
Amandina opened her mouth wide, as if she was still in shock at the last moment. But blood immediately gushed out from her mouth and nose, but the noble lady still reached out to Brando.
"Brando … Brando … Brando …"
Her mouth opened and closed, but in the end, she hung her head down weakly.
"No —" Brando's eyes were wide open, he could hardly believe what he was seeing. Although there was still a trace of delusion in his heart, hoping that all of this was just an illusion, delusion was delusion after all.
His heart could not help but sink.
As an ordinary person, would it be possible for Amandina to survive a blow from Mesika, the Demon King of the Ultimate Realm? Any sane person would give a natural answer.
But this answer was unacceptable to Brando.
Amandina was dead?
Brendel saw the King of Chaos fling Amandina away with his claws, and Amandina's limp body slammed into the grass, as if she had lost all signs of life. At that moment, his mind was blank. He stood in the pouring rain with Halran Gaia in his hand, but for a moment, he felt as if the whole world had darkened.
The noble lady who had been silently by his side, willing to stand against the entire kingdom with him, was dead?
Brando did not know what thoughts were flowing in his mind for a moment.
And the King of Chaos, Mesika, finally noticed the young man at his feet. Its three huge heads looked back at the portal, and then at Brando. It instantly guessed the intentions of these humans, and could not help but show a trace of ferocious anger on its face.
"Vermin, look at what you've done." Mesika's voice seemed to come from the abyss. He raised his claws and immediately swung them down at Brando.
"Brendel, you bastard, wake up from your stupor! Do you want to die here! You still have the Cards of Fate! Amandina is not dead yet! "Saint-ausol the Wind Empress was going crazy.
But the last sentence was like a bolt of lightning that cut through the darkness in his mind. He reacted with a start. Yes, he still had the cards. As long as he had the Cards of Fate, there was at least a glimmer of hope to save Amandina.
Although it was only a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.
But as long as there was a chance, he would never give up.
Brando suddenly woke up, but when he looked up, a shadow had completely covered him.
… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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