Boulder did not follow the advice of his subordinates and insisted on entering the undetected Tearing Wind Basin.
The endless Gobi Desert is the Xifeng Basin. The center of the basin is full of yellow sand. The vanguard of the Holy Legion, led by Boulder, moves slowly, like a marching earthworm.
There are paladins, swordsmen, priests, assassins, magicians, crossbowmen and other professions in the team. Without exception, they all have good strength, and some even reach the master level.
The midday sun shines on the ground, shining brightly. The scorched yellow sand makes a "sizzling" sound when people step on it. A small lizard pokes its head out of the hole in the sand, curiously. He carefully looked at the large group of uninvited guests in front of him.
The hot air is suffocating!
"This terrible weather!" Boulder wiped his sweat with his hands. Even the strong in the sanctuary are sweating profusely in this hot weather. In the desert sky, the air is thin, and the scenery on the ground is reflected in the sky, forming a cloud Fantastic landscape.
Those who often walk in the desert know that this thing is called a mirage.
Suddenly, Boulder's gaze was fixed, and then, his eyes showed an unbelievable look, because, in the reflection of the sky, an army appeared.
It was the army of Ebia, and the soldiers of the army wore Ebia costumes.
With a sound of "哗啦—", voices like mountains and seas surged out, and the voices from all directions gathered into a wave of sound, sweeping towards the Holy Legion.
Immediately afterwards, all over the mountains and plains, figures suddenly appeared like ghosts. They held weapons in their hands and stood majestically on high places.
"what?"
All the holy legions were shocked by the sudden arrival of the army. The dense figures showed that the number of visitors was quite large, more than ten times more than their number. At the same time, the soldiers of the holy church also confirmed a fact.
They are surrounded.
On a protruding rock, Laurent took a majestic step forward. His entire body was wrapped in iron armor, only a nose and a pair of eyes were exposed. He held a one-handed shield in his left hand and a one-handed long sword in his right. High-spirited, he waved his long sword and shouted loudly:
"Son of Ebia, it's time to do meritorious deeds! Kill!"
"kill… "
The banners waved, and the sound of killing shook the sky. For a moment, strong smoke and dust surged from all directions. Tens of thousands of people charged down the hillside together, and the ground also produced a slight tremor.
"Sure enough, am I still in an ambush? I was too careless!" Boulder smiled slightly. Facing the predicament, he didn't look flustered, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone is in position, ready to fight!"
With a sound of "唰—", the well-trained Holy Legion raised their weapons.
Those soldiers wearing the costumes of the Holy See had solemn expressions. Facing the attack of tens of thousands of people, there was no trace of panic on their faces.
"Priest, apply a shield!"
"Mage, prepare to attack!"
"Paladins, activate your auras!"
A series of orders spread far from Boulder's mouth, and after a while, the entire Holy Legion moved into action like a sophisticated machine, and everything seemed orderly.
"attack!"
"Whoo... whoosh... whoosh..." Following Boulder's order, dozens of magic bombs soared into the air, blasting at the densely packed Ethiopian soldiers.
"Boom...boom..."
Countless sparks and ice flames exploded, and many Ebia soldiers were shattered by the explosion, and some were burned to ashes by the magic flame.
"The crossbowmen team is ready!"
With a sound of "Shua-", the crossbowmen all took a step forward and squatted down. The steel crossbows in their hands pointed at the Tibia soldiers in the distance, and the sharp tip of the crossbow exuded a cold light.
Crossbowmen are the unique long-range attack troops of the Holy See, mainly to make up for the lack of magicians. These professional attack powers with heavy steel crossbows are extremely powerful. They use fighting spirit to fight. hand, shooter, elite shooter, holy shooter etc.
"Let go!" Following Boulder's order, the steel crossbow in the crossbowman's hand shot out like a string of arrows.
"Whoo... whoosh... whoosh..."
The dense rain of crossbow arrows, the Ebian soldiers fell down one after another.
"Aw... I got an arrow in my leg!"
"It hurts, don't leave me!"
The Ethiopian soldiers screamed. Those crossbow arrows that contained fighting spirit came and pierced the body with a big hole. Just one crossbow arrow took the life of an Ethiopian soldier.
"how so?"
Losing the first battle, Lauren was also dumbfounded, who is ambushing whom now? It seems that he has now become the target of being ambushed.
Seeing the soldiers falling down one by one, Lauren's eyes turned red. He swung his sword violently and shouted, "Kill, they are too few in number, they will be fine if they rush over!"
As Lauchren said, the vanguard of the Holy Legion only has 3,000 people, which is indeed too small. Faced with the siege of the Ebian soldiers, they gradually became unable to do what they wanted. Although their crossbowmen are strong, they cannot defend on all sides. Soon, tens of thousands of Ethiopian soldiers rushed into their formation and fought hand to hand with them.
Boulder was not afraid. He drew his sword and chopped down an Ebian soldier in front of him.
"For the honor of God, kill!"
"Pursue God's Faith!"
"Spread the glory of God!"
"Besides me, there is no other god!"
"I am the highest, I am the greatest..."
At this moment, the soldiers of the Holy See began to chant in a low voice, and traces of milky white light began to wrap around his body, and the light flowed, forming shields one by one to protect his whole body.
"Blessings from the God of Light!"
The strength of the Holy Legion is astonishing, and the fighters who have received the blessing of the gods have become more brave. Their attack and defense power have been greatly improved, and they have no fear in the face of several times the enemy.
The Ebian soldiers were cut down on the ground one by one, and the overflowing blood stained the ground, but their counterattack was pitifully weak. The swords slashed on the soldiers of the Holy Legion, leaving only a faint trace, and the soldiers of the Holy Legion The soldiers fought one by one with a sword, and the Ebian army suffered heavy casualties.
The great swordsmen of the Holy Legion, the honorary knights and other master professions are even more unkind, one sword at a time, it is a one-sided massacre to those ordinary soldiers of Ebia who only have the strength of apprentice level.
In the eyes of the Great Sword Master, they are like ants.
"No...impossible!"
Lauren, who was watching from a distance, had cold hands and feet, and his body trembled violently. His eyes were wide open, and there was an expression of disbelief in them.
Is this their true strength? Eighty thousand people, a total of eighty thousand people, the army of eighty thousand people was defeated by three thousand holy legions.
"Hehe, it's simply beyond my control!"
Boulder sneered, and he hadn't even made a shot yet.
"Let's add some ingredients to you!" Boulder smiled slightly, holding up the scepter in his hand, and a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out.
"Morale is high!"
With a sound of "Heh—", the golden light spread across the battlefield. Wherever the golden light went, an eagle with wings spread out appeared on the soldiers' heads, which shocked all the soldiers of the Holy Legion for a while.
"Aww... kill him!"
"Kill kill kill!"
For a moment, the soldiers of the Holy Legion were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They shouted, howled, and the killing sound shook the sky.
With a "clang-" sound, Lauchran dropped his sword and knelt down on the ground in a daze. Facing this desperate gap, he became discouraged and lost all fighting spirit for a moment.
"Could it be that New Ebia will perish again?" Lauchron looked at the sky and thought sadly.
Suddenly, a dark gray figure sprang out from the crowd and rushed towards the Holy Legion like a tiger or a wolf. It was a young man with a stern face.
"Where is the bastard, he doesn't even wear armor, do you want to die?" A master-level honorary knight sneered, without thinking, he waved his staff casually.
"Bash!"
The scepter burst out with a strong light, and slammed it at the boy.
Normally speaking, this thin young man would have his brains burst and die in an instant, not even having time to taste the pain.
"It's so pitiful to die at such a young age!" The honorary knight had a trace of sympathy in his eyes.
At this time, something unexpected happened. The gray-clothed boy smiled coldly. He stretched out a hand and firmly grasped the heavy scepter.
A powerful force erupted, instantly eclipsing the scepter's brilliance.
"What?" The honorary knight couldn't believe his eyes. At this moment, he only felt a burst of force, and his body twisted like a twist, and then he didn't know anything.
"No, he killed the captain!" A Holy See soldier exclaimed.
"Kill him and avenge the captain!"
"kill!"
The Holy See soldiers threw down their opponents one after another, and rushed towards the boy like crazy.
In an instant, more than a dozen people surrounded the young man, all of them were characters above the master level and above, and more than a dozen weapons greeted him.
The young man smiled coldly, his arms trembled, and a golden fist surged out.
"Bump... bump... bump..."
More than a dozen bodies flew up like sandbags and fell heavily to the ground. When they fell to the ground, they had already turned into corpses.
"what?"
Everyone was shocked by the boy's strength, who killed the honor knight with one punch, who the hell is he
The young man showed great power, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, he rushed into the soldiers of the Holy Church and slashed wantonly. Wherever the wind of his fists went, he was either killed or injured. No one was his all-in-one enemy. The formation that was easy to maintain was torn apart.
When the Ethiopian soldiers saw it, they were shocked, and they took the opportunity to follow the young man and charge to further expand the results of the battle.
The Holy Legion was crumbling. When Lauchron saw it, hope was rekindled in his heart.
"Go to hell with me!"
The young man's eyes were full of murderous intent, he yelled loudly, and hit the ground hard with his fist like the wind.
"Boom—" there was a loud noise.
All of a sudden, there was a golden light, and an irresistible force erupted instantly. The ground was cracked, smoke and dust billowed, and wherever it went, enemies fell to the ground one after another.
"Ha ha!"
The young man smiled coldly, and slowly withdrew his fist. A road had been cleared in front of him, and around him, there were fallen corpses of soldiers of the Holy See, many of whom were still alive, moaning weakly. Looking at him with a look of fear.
The boy looked at his masterpiece and smiled with satisfaction. At this moment, his expression changed suddenly, and he swung his fist back violently.
"boom-"
The golden power exploded, entangled with the dazzling white light, the fist and the giant hammer collided heavily, and huge sparks erupted.
"Who are you?" It was Boulder who was attacking. At this moment, he was holding a giant hammer in both hands, and he was holding on to the boy's fist. He looked solemn and asked in a deep voice.
From the boy's fist, he felt a trembling force.
The young man didn't answer, he smiled coldly, showing a row of white teeth, at this moment, he suddenly let out a low growl, and immediately after, his body underwent a huge change.
The boy's body grew bigger, tearing his clothes, his body grew long golden hair, his hands turned into sharp claws, his handsome face was ferocious like a wild beast, with sharp teeth showing in his mouth .
"What?" Boulder's eyes were wide open, showing disbelief, because he recognized the terrifying creature in front of him.
"Beamon!"