Although the firepower of the Marines was fierce, they were still a little overwhelmed by the endless and fearless temple guards. In order to gain distance, they began to retreat little by little, and unknowingly they were forced into a corner.
Even Ansaldo, who was originally commanding behind the guards, had to draw his sword and join the battle, and nearly half of his men had already fallen. Five or six warriors on Babik's side were also killed by the temple guards who rushed over.
However, the casualties of the temple guards were even more serious. As Evelyn and Babik retreated, at least forty or fifty bodies of temple guards lay on the ground along the way.
"Hold on a little longer. There are only a limited number of guards in the Forge Temple. I remember there should be only about 150 of them. As long as we hold on a little longer, there will be no more enemies." Ansaldo's robe had four or five tears, and the long sword in his hand also had seven or eight gaps. Although it was a very good weapon, the long sword was
It's really a disadvantage in front of the long-handled battle axe.
"But what about the priests?" Evelyn was sweating profusely, her hair stuck to her face, and she looked a little embarrassed. She had already shot more than thirty arrows, and it was not easy to kill these powerful enemies with one arrow. Each arrow consumed a lot of her fighting spirit, and later on, she needed to charge her energy for each arrow longer and longer.
"Priest..." This time a bright light in the distance caught Ansaldo's attention, "It's the priest of the God of Forging releasing a fire storm!"
The priests of the God of Forge who had not appeared before finally began to appear. They were also surrounded by red mist, and their expressions were equally frantic. I don't know if it was because their mental strength was stronger that they resisted the red mist for a longer time. But they finally succumbed to the power of the red mist. Three priests appeared from three directions of the hall. They waved their hands and controlled the magic of fire. These priests of the God of Forge were either alchemists or fire elemental mages. Most of them were good at fire magic, and the fire storm was one of the large-scale killing magic.
Babik yelled, "Mage, shield!"
A wizard shouted: "Everyone come closer!"
But because of the battle, the people in the Tower of China were separated, and the shield had to be set up very large, so the protective power of the shield itself was naturally weak.
The raging flames swept through the Chinese Tower team. The shields released by the mages were already shaky after resisting three fire storms. At this time, the fourth priest flashed out from a door on the side.
"No, this shield can't hold out any longer." A wizard shouted. At this moment, a dwarf appeared behind the priest. He pushed hard against the priest who was about to cast a spell, and the last firestorm was knocked off balance by him. The firestorm fell into the temple guards, burning more than twenty of them black.
Ansaldo saw the dwarf through the smoke. It was Borat. There was also red mist on the priest, but he did not seem to be completely controlled. Although the expression on his face was ferocious, his eyes were not crazy.
He shouted at Ansaldo: "Run! A terrifying thing has appeared. It can control the souls of dwarves. They are crazy, all crazy! I don't know how long I can hold on! You leave here and tell His Majesty the King and notify the six major families that a monster has appeared in the Forge Temple!"
"We are waiting for Mr. Xiao Chen!" said Ansaldo.
"It's too late. The red mist is coming from deep within the temple. They are definitely finished. They might even be the source of the red mist!"
"Impossible! Put away your rude speculations! You have no idea how powerful Chairman Xiao Chen and his men are." Evelyn shot another arrow, knocking a dwarf priest who had released a firestorm to the ground.
Babik's warriors also focused their fire and knocked down the other two priests who had just cast the firestorm. Fortunately, these priests didn't seem to know how to defend themselves and could only prepare the firestorm magic one after another.
"You don't stand a chance. Several priests are coming. Even I can't hold on any longer. You..." Before Borat could finish his words, he was knocked to the ground by the priest he had just knocked over. The two men rolled on the floor of the corridor and started wrestling.
While fighting with the temple guards who surrounded them again, Ansaldo asked, "What should we do? There are only a few priests coming here now. If the main gate of the temple is opened and the priests in the deep temple rush out, we will definitely not be able to resist them. Even Borat is almost dying, and those people will definitely not be able to resist the invasion of this red fog."
"I will die, but I will not retreat. Today I will stay here like an arrow on a target," Evelyn said.
"Then someone has to spread the news." Ansaldo said anxiously.
"That person won't be you. You will only stay with me today." One of Evelyn's arrows passed by Ansaldo's nose, and the fighting spirit around the arrowhead scratched his face painfully.
The arrow hit a temple guard who was about to launch a sneak attack on Ansaldo, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
Evelyn said: "Let the mages prepare the shields with all their strength. We must kill all the priests who appear as soon as possible..."
The main door of the temple suddenly made a sound and slowly opened. Evelyn put an arrow on the bow again, pulled it open with tired hands, and then aimed it at the crack of the main door of the temple.
The door opened, revealing several short figures. They stumbled out. These people were also covered in red mist, but the expressions on their faces did not seem to be madness, but... fear
Evelyn released the bowstring, and the arrow shot into the chest of the leading dwarf priest like a meteor. The priest fell down, but the arrow pierced his chest and flew into the doorway.
One hand pinched out the arrow, and one foot kicked it away. The last temple priest who was escaping in front was kicked out like a ball and fell on the square in front.
That was Morlet, and behind him were Xiao Chen, Luo Ling and others who had gone deep into the temple, as well as their spirit servants.
Evelyn finally breathed a sigh of relief, the second arrow in her hand not being put on the bowstring.
Xiao Chen walked out of the door, holding a silver ball of light in his hand. He raised the ball of light above his head, which became bigger and bigger, and then smashed it hard into the remaining dozens of temple guards. After the ball of light exploded, the dwarves seemed to be severely frightened and began to flee like the previous temple priests.
The red light mist that was lingering around them also seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and began to distort and dissipate.
Xiao Chen was not going to let them go, and threw out another ball of light. Amid countless low and noisy screams, the red mist dissipated without a trace. (To be continued)