Forty-seven to thirty-two.
This is the current kill ratio between the Cast Irons and Crowhill.
Brera's hand holding the original spar mouse was covered with sweat, and her eyes were fixed on the interface of the magic net.
The Iron Ones have led their army to the heights of the Legion of the Holy Spirit.
All the defensive towers in the middle were destroyed, and this half-hour war was about to end.
"I can't keep it! Hurry up and go back!"
Brera could hear the desperate voices of her teammates in her ears.
Before this battle, she had absolute confidence that she could look good on these high-ranking knights on the battlefield of the Holy Spirit, but it turned out that they were too young.
In the first round, the cast irons won the victory with a completely crushing attitude. The kill ratio was 36 to 27. The result of the second round was the same. Now it is the third round... Their side is still in a huge situation. among the disadvantages.
"The cast iron player Qier broke into the rear of the Crosil team with the folding sword, and he aimed at the deep sea banshee controlled by the player Brera! The deep sea banshee wanted to use the abyss to snorkel to escape the beheading of the broken sword, The beautiful lock of the folding sword will silence the deep sea girl! She can't use her own singing to turn the ground into sea water!"
The brass dragon sat at the top of the entire arena and explained the progress of the game to the audience.
"Sitting here, you can't even see the situation on the Holy Spirit Legion's side..."
"Does anyone know the inscription of hyperopia? Attach one to my glasses!"
The spectators on the side of the Scourge had already stood up from their positions and looked at the situation of the Holy Spirit Legion on the other side of the arena.
The illusion created by the purple-clothed players on the field below fully presents the battle in the game, and it is even more real!
In the battlefield of the Holy Spirit created by the purple-clothed man, the folding sword dressed in red and black robes turned into a phantom, and he appeared in the next second behind the deep sea banshee who was about to sing the ancient spell.
Before the Deep Sea Banshee could sing the inscription that summoned the sea, the folding sword mercilessly grabbed the opponent's neck with his hand, and then directly slammed her body onto the ground.
"The time of silence is over, the Banshee unleashes the lost song at the last moment of her life."
The scene of the explanation of the brass dragon also appeared on the battlefield below.
Folding Sword pulled out the dagger behind him and stabbed into the deep sea banshee's abdomen. A large amount of blood spilled out of her abdomen and mouth. The audience could even see the resentful expression on the scaled cheeks of the deep sea banshee.
At the last moment when her body turned into a radiance and disappeared, a strange song echoed on the battlefield.
The folding sword, which had just drawn out the blood-stained dagger, had a confused expression on his face after hearing the song. The dagger in his hand also fell to the ground, and then he covered his forehead in pain and took a few steps back.
"The rest of Crosiel seized the opportunity, and the trembling ones divided the entire enemy team!"
Everything the Brass Dragon said was reflected one by one in the battlefield below. At this moment, the man like a giant bear landed behind the folding sword from the sky.
A large number of cracks appeared on the ground in an instant, and the trembling man raised his hands and slammed on the ground angrily. The other three heroes who originally wanted to rescue the folding sword were all forced back by the shattered earth.
The folding sword also fell directly to the ground due to the vibration of the ground, and a teammate followed him, and the teammate immediately supported the folding sword that fell on the ground.
But when Folding Sword took a staggering pace and turned around to leave, an emerald green arrow suddenly pierced through his chest, and hot blood burst out from his heart. Elf Vanguard ready to draw a bow.
"The cast iron retreated, and the Crowhill team blocked this attack! The Crowhill team has a chance to turn around in this game!"
As soon as the Brass Dragon's words fell, a... teleportation magic circle suddenly appeared behind the cast irons who had retreated to the outside of the Holy Spirit Legion Highland.
"Resurrection Scroll! Folding Sword purchased props that can only be purchased once in each game, and the Resurrection Scroll of the Deep Sea Banshee has been purchased in the last team battle."
The Brass Dragon quickly understood where the teleportation magic circle came from. After just five seconds of reading the article, the folding sword whose heart was pierced by the elf vanguard reappeared at the forefront of the battlefield.
no chance...
Brera, whose hero had been killed, watched the enemy destroy the core crystal little by little.
In the end, the word "failure" appeared on the screen in front of her.
At this moment, Brera felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The team members under her command were not at the same level as the cast iron ones.
The youngest player even had red eyes.
"Stop crying... we should get out of here."
Brera stood up with a heavy heart. When she led her team out of the Hall of Silence, the cheers of the audience had completely enveloped the entire arena.
But the cheers were not theirs.
Brera walked down the arena silently and came to the room where the players rested.
This time the game completely woke them up, and Brera had understood that the title of the Holy Spirit Open was not something that could be won just by playing around.
"What should I do next?"
When Brera was sitting in the lounge, thinking, a team member broke the silence and asked her.
"What else can I do, go back to class, and I have to apologize to my parents..." Brera gritted her teeth, although she was very unwilling, but this is the reality. "I have to accept the punishment of those in yellow."
This answer ushered in the silence of the other five players. When they came to this arena, they all had dreams in their hearts. They always felt that the first place in the game was easy to get, and their strength was unmatched.
But reality smashed their dreams to pieces, and by the way, they threw all the residue into the trash can.
When Brera patted her legs and was about to stand up to comfort the other team members, there was a knock on the lounge door.
"Come in."
Brera thought it was the arena's attendant who told them to leave, but the figure who walked into their lounge... was the Queen Yekana who had a bloody name in the country of steel!
"What are you doing here?"
Brera panicked the first time she saw Queen Yekana.
She didn't know the real identity of the queen before, and she could even summon up the courage to challenge her, but listening to White's narrative... Brera understood that the queen wanted to kill her, so that it was a very simple matter for her family. .
"Of course to see you."
Queen Yekana's gaze swept across the group of young people who were under the age of sixteen.
"Ye... Your Royal Highness Ye Kana, I didn't know you would be involved in this competition. I am brave for my... "
White was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground, and his voice was incoherent.
"White!"
Brera still couldn't stand her friend's servile appearance to this old woman.
"Brella, you... hurry up too."
White was so nervous that he didn't know what to say, he pulled on the corner of Brera's shirt and wanted to make the other person kneel down to show respect.
"Stand up." But Queen Yekana's next sentence made them all stunned. "Five heroic warriors should not kneel before their enemies."
"Ying... heroic warrior?"
White's nerves were so tense that he couldn't understand Queen Yekana's words.
"You have proved your outstanding ability to control the Holy Spirit." Queen Yekana's eyes fell on Brera and asked, "Will you be my knights and fight for me?"
A knight under the queen's command.
Things developed so fast that Brera didn't have time to think, but from the expression on the queen's face, she was serious.
She is going to recruit these five apprentices who haven't even graduated from the High School of Magic to become her... knights.
How should I answer this time
Brera suddenly remembered what her parents taught her when she was looking for a job and facing employers... It should be fine here.
"Thank you, Lord Yekana, for your love, but please allow me to refuse this commission." Brera said.