Veronica was dumbfounded when she saw Hao Ren charging down the sacred mountain while bombarding the monsters.
In fact, not only her, but everyone at the scene was dumbfounded, including the monsters who were being bombarded. The difference was that the latter was dumbfounded.
A man rushing down from the mountain with a bomb in his hand — Veronica still had a deep impression of this strange scene many years later. Later, she realized that such a scene was out of place. But now, she was just deeply shocked by the earth-shattering explosion and the fact that a living man ran down from the sacred mountain.
"Holy Spirit above!" Morian's horse swayed uneasily in the explosion. The old knight steadied his mount and whispered in surprise. "Is the incarnation of flame and storm coming from the sky?"
"Boom!"
The man who rushed down from the mountain pointed a finger at the monsters in the distance. Behind him, a shimmering rift suddenly opened up, and a silver-white arrow that was ejecting light shot out from the rift, streaking across the sky and falling into the Chaos army in the distance. The explosion this time was far more terrifying than before — a fireball with a diameter of a hundred meters burst out, turning thousands of monsters into ashes in an instant. After the fireball was extinguished, a small mushroom cloud gradually rose from the point of explosion.
The explosion point was actually far away from the knights' line of defense, but Veronica still felt a scorching wave of air that almost blew her off the horse. She could not help but be shocked. What the hell was that? Even among the royal mages in the palace, there were probably not many people who could create a fireball of this scale.
At this time, Hao Ren had run less than 100 meters in front of the knights. He had just used a disintegration missile that he stole from the Aerymian elves. He did not have many of these non-polluting mini nuclear weapons, but the effect was very impressive. The largest wave of pursuers behind the knights had been destroyed by the nuclear bomb, and the strange black fog had become a lot thinner under the tearing of the explosion. Although it seemed that the black fog would still gather and re-condense into monsters, at least in a short period of time, the pressure on the knights would be greatly reduced.
"Hurry up! Run this way! "Hao Ren shouted in front of the knights." This is the way up the mountain! There is no fog up there! "
Although he did not know the origin of these knights, nor did he know what was going on with those monsters that appeared out of nowhere, the fact that the two groups of people were about to fight each other was obvious. He was unfamiliar with this place, and it was not easy for him to meet a group of locals, so naturally, he would try his best to save them.
Otherwise, who could he ask for directions?
Veronica saw the powerful 'spellcaster' guiding her soldiers. Of course, she was suspicious of the identity of the 'spellcaster', but the situation did not allow her to think too much. Besides, the mysterious man had indeed lent a helping hand. So after a brief hesitation, she raised her sword and said, "Knights! Follow the hermit's guidance! "
Hao Ren was taken aback. He did not know why he was regarded as a hermit, but it did not affect his professional skills. He threw more explosives at the flanks of the knights, and then switched his weapons. With a plasma gun in one hand and an inspector's gun in the other, he began to fight the monsters that had rushed to the vicinity.
Veronica was even more shocked.
She did not expect that the mysterious' hermit 'was not only a powerful sorcerer but also a master of hand-to-hand combat. The way he fought with a lance while shooting with an alchemy weapon was also unheard of. Although it was the first time the Princess Paladin was a commander, it was not her first time on the battlefield. She could tell at a glance that the strange combat skills of the enemy were not just for show. The spear was powerful, and it could attack and defend at the same time. Every shot from the handgun was perfect. This was a skill that could only be learned in a cruel battlefield. It could not be mastered without rich experience.
If she knew how many boss-level monsters Hao Ren had fought with and what kind of superhuman training he usually trained with, she would not be so surprised. Hao Ren's close-quarters combat skills were trained with Lily.
In short, with all kinds of explosives and the knights fighting bravely, the tide of monsters that had not yet completely gathered finally tore open a path. The almost desperate squadron of knights saw the hope of survival and immediately rushed up the mountain. Hao Ren turned around and led the way in front of Veronica and Morian. The old knight saw that the mysterious ally could only move on foot and immediately shouted, "Hermit! There are more horses behind! "
Hao Ren did not look up and said, "No, your horses may not be as fast as me. If I don't take it easy, you won't be able to catch up with me!"
As he said, he kept running at the same speed as the horse. Just like he said, if he ran at full speed, these mortal horses may not be able to catch up with him.
This was the result of running around to catch Lily and Rollie. It was not easy to live with the monsters, and it was even more difficult to have two silly monsters who liked to run around.
At this time, Veronica was numb to what was happening in front of her. She no longer doubted whether the mysterious man was friendly. Instead, she began to guess where he came from. In this forgotten wilderness, in the temple of the holy mountain that had been extinguished, a living person suddenly appeared. How should she explain this?
The princess, who liked to read adventure stories since she was a child, could not help but have a rich imagination. A story gradually took shape in her mind. This story included a sacred battle in the last era, a group of fanatical warriors who were trapped in the temple, a defensive battle where the entire army was almost wiped out, a surviving veteran, a forgotten temple, and a hermit who guarded the defense line alone in this temple … The princess was moved by the story.
Yes, it should be like this. The Cassouin Temple was once a famous and great temple in the last era, but it was eventually swallowed by the Chaos. Perhaps one of the guardians of the temple survived, and then became a hermit who watched alone in the dark world.
It was said that the strong of the last era could live forever.
Veronica shook her head hard. It was not a good habit to be distracted on the battlefield.
At this moment, a ray of golden light came from beside them and shocked the old knight and Veronica at the same time.
The tattered war flag in the hands of the flag bearer had finally finished charging. Pale golden sparks danced between the rune threads, and the sparks gathered more and more until they finally converged into a golden light.
The light of the golden war flag shone on everyone. Although the light was weak, it seemed to have the supreme power of existence. Where the light shone, the darkness and Chaos immediately retreated.
The twisted creatures that condensed from the darkness howled and retreated the moment they came into contact with the light of the golden war flag. Thick gray smoke rose from their bodies as if they were burned by the light. The monsters that had rushed into the knights' battle formation had no time to retreat into the darkness. They struggled and twisted violently in the light, emitting a pungent smell of burnt flesh. Almost in the blink of an eye, they were turned into dust.
The monsters that could still move quickly retreated into the darkness as if they were escaping from their natural enemies. Their bodies returned to nothingness in the fog, just as they appeared upside down.
The light of the war flag slowly spread in all directions. Wherever the light shrouded, the fog would become thinner and the shadows would disappear. Soon, the lingering and oppressive atmosphere would dissipate and the surroundings would gradually calm down.
At this time, the team had rushed over the gentle slope at the foot of Cassouin Mountain, and ahead was a steeper mountain path.
Hao Ren was surprised to see the light of a flag dispersing the seemingly endless army of monsters that seemed impossible to kill. He could not help but raise his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the "rag" in the hand of the flag bearer.
The pale golden cloth was embroidered with a delicate statue of the goddess with blue and silver threads. Although the edge of the flag was tattered, only the statue was still intact.
This was obviously a powerful magic item … Strictly speaking, it should be a religious item.
"Your Highness, the warhorses are dying!"
The cry of a personal knight also woke Veronica from her stupor. The sudden disappearance of the crisis had inadvertently made the princess a little relaxed. She looked around and noticed that the warhorses under the knights were beginning to shake one by one. The hair of these loyal mounts was turning gray and curling at a speed visible to the naked eye, losing its luster, and their eyes gradually became bloodshot.
Veronica looked at the steep mountain path ahead and ordered the horses to abandon the warhorses.
"We can no longer ride ahead. Everyone, dismount and walk."
After a clatter of armor, more than 20 knights left their mounts and began to follow Hao Ren up the mountain. Before leaving, each of them fed their warhorses some kind of herb.
Hao Ren looked back and saw the warhorses falling silently one by one, and soon swallowed by the darkness.
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