Facing the endless Abyss Warriors, a sense of defeat slowly emerged in everyone's hearts. Was there still hope?
Everyone's temperament was different, and they would react differently in the face of failure. Some people would become more courageous in the face of setbacks and would not give up until the last moment. Some people would be defeated by themselves before the real failure and lose their will to fight. Adolf and Yalina belonged to the former.
Especially Yalina, her lethality was getting more and more terrifying. Just the magic of Ten Grid Thunder Call was no longer enough to vent her resistance and hatred for failure. Chain Lightning, Thunder Roar, and other large-scale destructive spells were released one after another in her hands. Also, because of the perfect combination of fire and electricity, Yalina could create a no-man 's-land among the Abyss Warriors with a wave of her hand. In terms of the number of casualties, Han Jin and Adolf added together could not compare to her. The title of the chief fighter of the God of War was destined to fall on her.
However, not everyone was human … Han Jin and Harley were exceptions. At least they could no longer be measured by the word "human."
Han Jin would not become more courageous in the face of setbacks, nor would he be discouraged. He had completely sunk into the realm of selflessness. Even if Esnorly City behind him turned into ruins, it would not affect his state of mind at all.
And Harley did not care about the safety of Esnorly City. Of course, the God of War could not be damaged, or else Han Jin would definitely not forgive him. At this moment, Harley was operating the God of War with all his strength, constantly attracting the firepower of the Flame Gege. However, he had to pay attention to the distance between them to avoid receiving attacks that exceeded the limit and to prevent the Five Elements Formation from being destroyed. After all, this was the first time he had activated the formation of the God of War alone, so he was not confident. If it was Han Jin, the effect would be much better.
Seeing that the enemy and his side were still locked in a tug of war, with no one able to completely control the wall, Kemorazi's expression gradually turned cold. He couldn't blame the soldiers, nor could he blame Adolf. In fact, every soldier was fighting with their lives on the line. In just a short 30 minutes, he didn't know how many wounded soldiers were roaring and rushing towards the enemy. Some had lost an arm, some had broken a leg, and some had even had their stomachs hollowed out by the Hellhounds. They didn't care about the intestines flowing all over the ground as they continued to shout and charge towards the enemy.
Adolf had also used everything he had, including Great Blessing, Great Prayer, Wrath of the Holy Spirit, and Holy Shock. For the warriors of Esnorly City, all kinds of spells that only existed in legends appeared before them one after another. Great Blessing and Great Prayer were both enhancement spells that could double the combat power of the warriors. However, the problem was that the high-end combat power of Esnorly City had been severely damaged. Even if the ordinary warriors were enhanced by Great Blessing and Great Prayer, their combat power would not increase by much. Furthermore, they would be quickly eliminated in the fierce battle and be replaced by the reserve troops. It was impossible for Adolf to use this type of spell repeatedly to enhance the reserve troops. Otherwise, his power would be rapidly depleted.
Gradually, more than a dozen points were formed on the city wall. Each point was supported by a few or a dozen high-level warriors. Adolf's magic had a huge effect on them. This was also the main reason why they had been able to survive from the start of the battle until now. Unfortunately, just like throwing a few stones into a river would not be able to stop the flow of the water, there were too few of them. They were unable to form a dam. More and more Abyss warriors rushed through the gaps between them.
Adolf was doing a thankless job. If it were Han Jin or Yalina, they would also have a hard time!
Waves of warriors rushed to replace them, and waves after waves of warriors died. Of course, the number of deaths of the abyss warriors was also increasing rapidly. However, the numbers of both sides were disproportionate. The abyss race could afford to die, but Esnorly City could not.
Kemorazi was very clear that the reason the battle had reached such a state was because the powerful God of War had attracted most of the firepower of the Flame Gog. Once the God of War could not hold on, Esnorly City would not be far from falling.
"Master Honduras …" Kemorazi's voice was a little hoarse.
"What's wrong? Master Kemorazi? " Honduras hurriedly responded. The two men's eyes met. Although Honduras only knew politics and not military affairs, he could see the sadness and determination in Kemorazi's eyes. His heart couldn't help but beat violently. "You …"
"It's the last moment," Kemorazi said in a low voice.
"What?!" Honduras sucked in a breath of cold air. "Sir Raphael and the others aren't …"
"There are too many abyss warriors. They can't stop them with just a few people," Kemorazi said with a bitter smile. "Our magic array was forcefully destroyed, and the Mage Tower can no longer be activated. Hehe … the abyss army certainly won't give us time to repair the Mage Tower, right?"
Honduras was stunned for a moment. His head sank little by little, and his back bent. He said slowly, "Then … Master Kemorazi, it's up to you to decide. From now on, I will be an ordinary soldier under your command!" After saying that, Honduras reached out and pulled out a long sword from the waist of a guard beside him. The guard was shocked. He stepped forward and tried to snatch the long sword back, but Honduras pushed him away fiercely.
In the past, they had conflicts. One was in charge of military affairs, and the other was in charge of restrictions. But at this moment, death was about to befall everyone. What else could they not let go of?!
"Snarley, send the signal," Kemorazi said word by word. "The city will live if the people live, and the city will die if the people die! I don't have the confidence to defeat the abyss army, but … as long as one of our warriors is alive, we will never allow those filthy bastards to take a step into Esnorly City! "
"Understood, Master." Snarley smiled and waved his hand.
A scorching white light arrow shot into the sky and exploded with a loud bang, turning into a firework that didn't disperse. That was the signal for the final battle!
The Mage Tower in Esnorly City was completely silent. Figures floated out of the Mage Tower, flew into the air, and gathered together. Each Mage Tower required more than a dozen Magicians to operate. When they gathered together, they were a force to be reckoned with. Moreover, as they flew forward, more and more people rose from below and joined their ranks. They were the remaining Magicians of the Freedom Federation's Magic Legion. Kemorazi had been hiding them, waiting for a critical moment, and now, it was the final moment.
One by one, the soldiers gathered on the streets. At this moment, there were no more reserves. There were also many injured soldiers. They supported each other as they walked out of the barracks. Those who could not move asked their companions for weapons. Then, they tightly gripped the swords in their hands and lay there, waiting silently. This scene reminded the other injured soldiers. They distributed weapons to their companions. Even those who were unconscious would gently leave a long sword by their pillows.
Suddenly, a courtyard door opened. A middle-aged couple walked out of the courtyard, followed by three or four half-grown children. Every one of them held a weapon in their hands. Esnorly City was a relatively wealthy city. When the abyss army began their attack, Kemorazi had already given the order to distribute weapons to every citizen in case of emergency.
In comparison, the middle-aged man's expression was still calm. However, the middle-aged woman's cheeks were still stained with tears. She followed beside her husband while trying to grab the children's hands. Perhaps this was her habit. She would only feel at ease if she held onto the children tightly when shopping. However, no matter who she grabbed, the children would shake her hand off forcefully. They believed that they would soon become warriors and no longer needed the support of their parents.
More courtyard doors opened one after another. Men and women, old and young, all of them silently followed the soldiers on both sides. The atmosphere was particularly depressing.
That's right, even ants would drag out their lives! However, when Esnorly City was occupied by the abyss army, there would be no more survivors. So what was there to worry about? In the past few weeks, countless warriors had died in Esnorly City. Almost every family had someone who had joined the army. Therefore, they had to follow their loved ones and enjoy every minute and second of their lives. If there was a chance to kill the abyss warriors, then they would do it. They would avenge all the dead!
The city gates of Esnorly City opened one after another. This was a true counterattack of the entire city. No matter what kind of power they could unleash, at least they had shown their unyielding determination.
Bauer took a deep breath and knelt on one knee in front of Kemorazi. He said proudly, "Sir, please allow me to fight!" Although he displayed a strong fighting spirit, everyone could see the look in his eyes. He was bidding farewell!
Kemorazi stared at Bauer. Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes. He was a little out of control. He walked a few steps to Bauer and hugged him. He said in a trembling voice, "Child, don't complain about your heartless father anymore. He … he has his own difficulties."
When Honduras heard Kemorazi's words, his eyes flickered. As an expert in political tactics, he immediately solved the question he had for a long time. Why did Kemorazi always take care of a commoner child with mediocre aptitude? Little by little, he helped the child to become the commander of the Knight Corps. So this was the reason!
The governor of the Freedom Confederation was elected by the Senate. The governor's power was pitifully small compared to the local lords. As long as they were caught red-handed, they could be impeached. Even mistakes in their lives were not allowed!
However, Honduras was not in the mood to make trouble. This was completely different from his usual style. He silently watched for a moment and suddenly said, "Kemorazi, bless him …"
Kyle Morazi was shocked. He looked back at Honduras, only to see a warm smile on that old face that he always wanted to beat up. There were some things that didn't need to be said too clearly. Kyle Morazi smiled reluctantly, then leaned over and kissed Bauer on the forehead.
Bauer was not surprised, nor did he struggle. On the contrary, he closed his eyes. When Kemorazi's lips left his forehead, Bauer slowly opened his eyes. There were tears in his eyes.
Then, Bauer stood up, pulled out his long sword and shouted, "Brothers …" Before he could finish his words, Bauer was stunned again. His brothers had either died on the battlefield or on the way to the rescue. The rest of them were left in the Holy Crown City. Not to mention his brothers, he didn't even have an armored bull. Thinking of this, Bauer couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hahaha …"
"Here!!" The guards who followed the representatives of the Senate pulled out their long swords and responded proudly. Many of them were more powerful than Bauer, but at this moment, none of them wanted to fight for the victory. They were all willing to follow Bauer's command.
Human beings had desires, so there were all kinds of conflicts. However, death was coming soon, and all the disputes became meaningless. Instead of disliking each other in the face of death, it was better to be brothers for the last time.
"Follow me!!" Bauer's momentum suddenly soared, and he took the lead to rush to the open North Gate.
Just as Bauer approached the gate, a burst of roars suddenly came from behind him. Countless Wyvern Knight flew at a low altitude, their figures completely covering Esnorly City.
The Freedom Federation and the Tribal Alliance's strength were almost the same. Otherwise, they wouldn't have fought for so long without a clear winner. The only difference was that the Freedom Federation was suddenly invaded by the Abyss Race. The army couldn't effectively concentrate and could only fight for themselves. After dozens of days of fierce fighting, the casualties were too great. The Tribal Alliance, on the other hand, was conserving their strength and only sent some lizardmen warriors to support them. Later, when they learned that the Freedom Federation couldn't hold on, they made a prompt decision to send all their elites to the Freedom Federation. Actually, it was already very impressive for a tribe to have a few hundred Wyvern Knights. Now, there were more than a hundred thousand Wyvern Knights and more than three hundred thousand Barbarian Bull Knights. All of them were elites. They were the final trump card of the Tribal Alliance. If they were annihilated by the Abyss Legion, the Tribal Alliance would lose all fighting power.
In the east of Esnorly City, the Bull Knights also began to charge. The extremely conspicuous giant armored bull was still far ahead, charging at the forefront. The Knight covered in heavy armor was baring his fangs and brandishing his claws, constantly waving the long spiked club in his hand. He looked imposing and valiant, as if he wasn't inferior to Han Jin who liked to challenge a group of opponents by himself.
But in reality, that wasn't the case … The Knight kept trying to communicate with the giant armored bull.
"Slow down, slow down, buddy. Slow down, okay?" At this time, the Knight still seemed very calm.
"Hey, hey … Do you see how many Abyss Warriors there are in front? Too many! "The Knight's tone became surprised.
"Slow down! What's the use of just the two of us? Each of them could easily drown us with their saliva! "At this moment, the knight was clearly becoming anxious.
"Oh, f * ck! Are you trying to play me to death?! I just became the Great Leader, I don't want to die! Did you f * cking hear me? I don't want to die!! "He was obviously going crazy.
Unfortunately, no matter how he communicated with it, the enormous Armored Bull was determined to charge forward. The closer it got to a certain place, the more violent and faster it became. Its enormous figure actually faintly emitted the sound of wind and thunder from the friction between it and the air, and its four thick hooves flipped madly, drawing out numerous afterimages as it simply seemed like a windmill that spun at high speed.
The knight was enraged and finally raised his mace. Looking at his posture, it seemed like he wanted to smash the Iron Armored Bull beneath him. However, he hesitated for a moment and slowly put down his mace. Using his fingertips, he stroked the Iron Armored Bull's neck a few times with a pained expression. Then, he decided to just go all out. "Damn it … if I have to go all out, then I'll go all out … kill!"
Outside the Abyss Army, there were tens of thousands of hellhounds wandering around. When they saw the giant charging over, they subconsciously surrounded it and prepared to attack. When they got closer, they realized that things weren't that simple.
The giant armored bull was too fast, even faster than the manticore that had the ability to fly. Some hellhounds had just opened their mouths when the giant armored bull had already charged over. Then, the smoke and dust that came after swept them off their feet. Some hellhounds saw the giant armored bull charging towards them and tried to dodge to the side. However, just as their front legs left the ground, the bull's thick hooves had already trampled over them. With just a slight contact, their bodies were directly trampled into a pile of meat paste.
The giant armored bull was like a sharp sword, easily cutting through the large group of hellhounds and charging straight ahead. Nothing could stop its advance.
The knights on the bull's back also joined the battle. Balls of yellow-brown fighting techniques were constantly blooming. The long spiked club in their hands was swung up and down, left and right, and they were swinging it around vigorously like a tiger.
The ground was trembling more and more violently, and large groups of bull Knight gradually approached the battlefield. Their morale was greatly boosted at the sight of their valiant leader, who was able to disregard the million-strong abyssal army as if they didn't exist. They then let loose deafening cheers as they swung their mace with all their might to spur on the bull beneath them.
The Ironhide Bull was only a seventh-tier magic beast, and the evolved Armored Bull would only be an eighth-tier magic beast. According to the standards of this world, the combat prowess of long-horned evil spirits was equivalent to that of fifth-tier or sixth-tier magic beasts, which was slightly inferior to that of the Armored Bull. Meanwhile, the combat prowess of normal minotaurs was between seventh-tier and eighth-tier magic beasts. However, the giant armored bull definitely couldn't be measured by normal standards. Its aura was far too powerful, and regardless of whether it was long-horned evil spirits or minotaurs, they were all sent flying into the air.
Even a tenth-tier unicorn would've been torn to shreds by the long-horned evil spirits. However, the giant armored bull wasn't afraid at all. It continued to charge in one direction.
However, the Knight felt the pressure. He could ignore the hellhounds, and he didn't even need to do anything. However, the long-horned evil spirits and minotaurs behind him were a bit more difficult to deal with. The high-tier minotaurs and long-horned evil spirits that appeared from time to time posed a threat to him. Finally, he unleashed his fighting aura without holding back. A ball of dense, almost tangible light spread out in a radius of six to seven meters, enshrouding himself and the giant armored bull within.
Glynn, who just so happened to be able to see this scene with his Eyes of Penetration, immediately determined that this man was a Knight Supreme!
The fearless charge of one man and one bull not only inspired the warriors of the Tribal Alliance, but also greatly boosted the morale of the warriors of Esnorly City. They knew that this was the reinforcements of the Tribal Alliance.
Countless wyvern Knight knights had already charged past Esnorly City and entered the battle first. A full-scale chaotic battle had erupted!
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