On the desert, the bodies of men and horses fell to the ground.
The sweeping yellow sand couldn't even cover up the bloodstains.
There was red sand soaked in blood everywhere.
Most of these men and horses were wearing light armor. They were cavalry urgently mobilized from several nearby counties.
However, there are also some holy knights wearing bronze heavy armor and red tabards.
Although the Shadow Thieves tried their best to avoid a head-on confrontation with this elite division of the Kaoqi Kingdom, after all, it was impossible to choose their opponents as they pleased on the battlefield.
Compared with the number of soldiers sacrificed by the Kaoqi Kingdom, the Shadow Thieves' losses were much smaller.
However, no one felt happy and inspired by the temporary victory achieved with such a small sacrifice.
Because every black-robed warrior who died was the closest partner of the survivors.
They are part of the same whole and have an inseparable emotional connection between them.
Enleco understands the mood of the shadow thieves very well.
Back when he was in another desert, he was devastated by the sacrifice of a companion.
…
In the other corner of the desert, Hegeero led the mighty legion and advanced towards the original destination.
The corpses along the way did not elicit the slightest reaction from him.
For him, this little sacrifice is a matter of course.
"My Lord Duke, it seems that your and His Majesty's predictions were not wrong at all. The Shadow Thief indeed intends to enter the Kingdom of Leiding through the secret passage hidden in the desert." The adjutant next to him said, holding the report just passed by the patrol knight. .
"I'm afraid Gorslow now knows who is hiding behind the scenes to assist me. This guy knows Milinda and I very well." Haguero said with a long sigh.
"It's too late for the Shadow Thieves to change their escape route now, and with the Holy Knights blocking them from the front, they will never be able to get through." The adjutant said excitedly.
Haguero did not comment on the adjutant's words. He just turned his head and glanced at the mighty cavalry regiment next to him.
"It's hard to say. With these guys trying to compete with Gorslow's elite, I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand a single blow. Only the Holy Knights can withstand the black-robed knights led by Gorslow." Hagrid Ello said contemptuously.
"The total number of troops brought by His Excellency the Duke, Earl Sherwood, Earl Friar, and Earl Scott is nearly 40,000, which should be more than enough to deal with several hundred thieves anyway," the adjutant said.
"What's the use of having more people? The Shadow Pirates built the entrance to the secret passage on this fortress-like mountain. No matter how many people there are, it's difficult to fight in this terrain. We don't have much advantage, let alone those three This guy doesn't even obey my orders, and only wants to build his own merits. It's a dream to defeat Gorslo in this way. But it's not bad to use them to consume Gorslo's combat power. Anyway, in the end, we have to Rely on the Holy Knights to end the battle. Let those three stupid guys compose the prelude to the battle, and we will play it." After Hagrid said all this, he snorted coldly.
In fact, Hegeiro was quite annoyed that the three earls did not obey orders.
At least on one thing, Hegeero and His Majesty Emperor Horkels III had the same views.
That is where the training and control of the military should be centralized.
But in the past, due to interests, although he had such an idea, he could not put it forward.
Moreover, as the leader of the local nobles, he also had to take the lead in resisting His Majesty the Emperor's decision to take back control of the army.
"Trod, how long will it take before the curse disappears?" Hagrid asked. Although he tried his best to stay calm, he still couldn't hide the anxiety in his heart.
"You'd better find Miss Fenacia before the moon rises. The power of the curse is getting weaker and weaker now." Trode said.
But this time, he didn't tell the truth.
Trode moved the time back a few hours, knowing very well that the curse would disappear at dusk.
"Your Majesty the Duke, the Shadow Thieves will definitely not survive the night, you can rest assured." The adjutant said with certainty.
"You send an order to Earl Sherwood, Earl Friar and Earl Scott. Tell them that I will give them another two hours. If they still cannot take the ridge within these two hours, then they will surrender. I will give up the control of the army and personally direct the battle." Hegeiro ordered.
The adjutant did not dare to neglect, he quickly rode his horse and galloped away into the distance.
He must rush to the camp of the three lords as soon as possible and report to them the order of the marshal.
As soon as the adjutant left, an accompanying priest drove a carriage and flew over, followed by nine horses.
Although the men riding on the war horses were wearing full armor, they were wearing a white robe.
Another thing that is completely different from the knights is that they do not wear those bulky helmets on their heads.
"Your Majesty, the news came from Caladan just now. All members of the Sophien embassy crossed the Valx Mountains and fled back to the Kingdom of Sophien." The priest reported.
Hagriro glanced at the accompanying priests and the battle mages.
He was not surprised by the news.
Drakes's failure was understandable. The Kingdom of Sophie must have sent a large number of powerful magicians to deal with the princess.
Compared with the Sophien Kingdom's support staff, Drex seemed alone and had no advantage at all.
Although Drechs has the power to mobilize all personnel on Caladan and Mekarus.
But in these two places, there are no magicians powerful enough to help him.
And in this situation where the number of magicians is one-sided, the Gale Knights left there will have no effect at all.
What's more, among the responders sent by the Kingdom of Sophie, there will definitely be a super magician who is strong enough to fight Drex.
Among them, the most likely one is Shimatoshi, the descendant of Hades.
The magic that Drakes is good at will definitely take advantage of ordinary magicians and even super magicians like Kobe Leo.
Because all his magic is prepared in advance, it is extremely powerful, and it can be cast and changed extremely quickly.
While ordinary magicians were busy reciting spells, Drekes might have already been killed in front of them.
But facing the divine descending technique of Hades, he was bound to be helpless.
Those are some things that are difficult to destroy, but those things can destroy Drex's magic.
If you want to deal with the warriors of Hades, Kobe Leo, the big stupid bear, is the most suitable candidate.
"Elder Bolan, thank you for telling me this news. But what I am more concerned about is, have all the high-ranking priests I requested arrived?" Haguero asked politely, even though he was Kaoqi. The supreme commander of the kingdom, but he did not dare to treat these priests of the Military God Church lightly.
After all, as a soldier, you need the blessing of the military god anytime and anywhere.
"Your Majesty, the number of high-ranking priests you need is too much. I have tried my best, but still cannot raise the amount you need. I have to bring more priests to make up for the lack of quality with quantity. "The priest replied humbly.
Hagrid frowned slightly. This was originally something he was quite worried about.
He turned to look at Trode and saw Trode standing there noncommittal.
Hagrid had no choice but to ask the priest again: "Elder, are all those priests able to cast purification magic? How many of them are proficient in the Praise of Light?"
"My Lord Duke, you know that there are very few places where purification magic needs to be used. Generally speaking, no one will deliberately practice them. As for the Praise of Light, I am afraid that even fewer people know about it. But I brought some battle priests, The 'Holy Spirit's radiance' and 'Light Baptism' that the battle priest is good at also have the ability to purify." said the priest.
A battle priest next to him suddenly interjected: "Your Majesty Duke, why did you summon us all? You lead so many people, and you will not need our little fighting power. And the purification magic and the praise of light, They cannot heal injured soldiers, they are only effective on the dead and can bring peace to the dead. Are there necromancers among the opponents you face? If that is the case, then we are their nemesis."
Hagrid nodded slightly, he was quite satisfied with this answer.
"Yes, what I ask you to deal with is indeed necromancy. But the person who casts this magic is not a necromancer, but a forbidden spell mage. This kind of necromancy is extremely terrifying, but Trode Sir will tell you how to fight this magic." Hegeello said.
Hearing what Hagriro said, the clergy turned to the terrifying and chilling evil mage.
Although in order to win the battle, the battle priest is willing to fight alongside anyone.
But they still have an innate rejection of the evil mage Trode.
However, every one of them can clearly understand Trode's power.
…
At the foot of the mountain, the soldiers of the Kaoqi Kingdom were lined up in square formations, and they were ready.
Although their attacks were repulsed time and time again, and the foothills were littered with corpses of soldiers, the morale of the Kaochi soldiers was still high.
Because they knew very well that there were only a few hundred thieves on the mountain.
The numerical advantage removed fear from the hearts of those soldiers.
In addition, the generous bounties also excited the soldiers.
They also desire promotion so that they can become true knights rather than just an inconspicuous cavalryman.
The failure of the previous attack did not make them feel scared or frightened. Instead, they felt grateful that the credit had not been taken by others first.
Every soldier dreams of achieving meritorious service, and this dream is apparently so real.
Because the number of opponents is small, and they will also suffer casualties.
The corpses in front paved a road to victory for the soldiers behind.
The soldiers rushed towards the mountain ridge. They were full of hope, but in the end it became another paving stone on the road.
On the mountain ridge, the Shadow Thieves either sat quietly or simply lay on the ground, gathering strength for the next battle.
Those few magicians who are extremely limited are always alert to the attacks of Kaoqi magicians.
They used the powerful barrier inherited from the ancient magic empire to seal off the entire mountain.
Although this barrier cannot stop the attack of the Kaoqi soldiers, most of the magic cast by the magicians cannot penetrate this barrier.
Similarly, the mountains have already been cast with powerful earth magic.
The mountain rock reinforced with magic is as indestructible as if it were cast from steel.
In order to preserve their strength, the Shadow Thieves' magicians did not launch a counterattack. They used all their strength to strengthen their defense. After all, their purpose was just to hold back the soldiers of the Kaoqi Kingdom and allow those without the ability to fight to escape through secret passages as soon as possible.
However, the secret passage is quite long and extremely narrow, making it impossible for adults to pass side by side.
It would take a long time to get everyone out of danger.
No one knows whether they can survive until that moment.
Because the gap in strength between the two sides is really too big.
At a glance, there are dozens of battle formations arranged neatly below, large and small.
A rough estimate shows that there are at least 40,000 to 50,000 troops.
If it weren't for this mountain ridge, just a few hundred of them would have been completely flattened long ago.
Suddenly, the scouts standing high on the mountains sounded the alarm for an attack.
As a sharp whistle sounded, every black-robed warrior suddenly jumped up.
Their hands held their weapons tightly.
These black-robed warriors stood on their respective positions, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Kaoqi soldiers.
The narrow mountain ridge was once again filled with the light of swords and shadows, and was once again enveloped by screams and rain of blood all over the sky.
The magicians tried their best to support the barriers they had set up, and occasionally fired wind blades and explosive flames to drive away the magicians flying in the air waiting for opportunities to attack.
However, it was completely different from the previous attacks. This time the Kaoqi people continued to attack.
The soldiers climbed bravely, stepping on the fallen bodies in front of them.
The magicians completely ignored the soldiers who were attacking, and huge fireballs flew towards the solid barrier one after another.
The roar was accompanied by the fire, tearing apart the tranquility of the earth.
Even the soldiers' cries of killing and screams were covered up so that they could not be heard at all.
"Damn it, are they crazy? Aren't they afraid of attacking their own people?" A magician screamed.
"There is no certain pattern in fighting. As long as it can win, it is the correct tactic." Even at this time, Gorslow remained extremely calm. He looked at the soldiers in the fierce battle and said calmly.
The shadow thieves who had been holding high positions gradually became unable to resist.
Although the barrier can withstand magical attacks, it cannot completely block the storm and splashing flames caused by the explosion.
After all, the Shadow Thieves don't have that many powerful magicians, so they can't support a few defensive barriers.
Five hundred years of time and a relatively closed environment have caused these descendants of the Magic Empire to lose their former glory.
Within the barrier, there were flames flying everywhere, and the strong wind roared and rolled up small whirlpools.
The black-robed warriors who were originally blocking the edge of the cliff not only had to fight the Kaoqi Kingdom soldiers who were climbing up bravely, but also had to avoid the flames and wind whirlpools that would attack them at any time.
Seeing the critical situation, Gorslow drew out the dagger he wore at his waist without saying a word.
This magical dagger, famous in the Kingdom of Kaoqi, exudes a deep blue luster.
The sword light spread out like waves on the lake.
However, wherever this gorgeous wave of light went, a bloody flower immediately appeared.
The Kaoqi soldiers who had just climbed the mountain were chopped down to the ground like crops in a wheat field in autumn.
The waves of light extended outward in circles, and Gorslow's figure was completely hidden in this wave of light.
Enleco couldn't see Gorslow at all.
This is Gorslow's martial arts.
Such brilliant martial arts.
Masters who can be as famous as Hegeero and Milinda and reach the realm of Paladin are different after all.
Looking at this magical sword skill that was like a work of art, Enleco was fascinated.
Only now did he realize that sword skills could also be so colorful and not inferior to magic at all.
But Enleco felt extremely strange. How could Gorslow, who had such sword skills, be called a shadow swordsman
He should be called the Swordsman of Light.
His sword skills are full of brilliant brilliance.
Is it just because of his identity as the leader of the Shadow Thieves
Or did he take the name Shadow Swordsman himself
Just when Enleco was lost in admiration for the brilliant sword skills, a group of elders nearby who were busy supporting the barrier woke him up from his confusion.
"Mr. Enleco, the situation is critical now, and it seems that we have to rely on your power. Although, this may lead to the evil mage Trode who has not taken action. But if you don't help, this place will soon be lost. "
The elder's worried voice brought Enleco back to the cruel reality.
Although Gorselow joined the fray.
Although the soldiers of the Kaoqi Kingdom fell one after another under the brilliant sword light.
But the flames and thunderbolts that filled the sky never stopped for a moment.
Those Kaoqi soldiers also continued to climb the mountains without any intention of retreating.
It seemed that just as the elder said, he had to take action.
Although Enleco didn't want to be an enemy of Haguero.
He was even less willing to fight Trode, who had always helped and cared for him.
However, he could not let the shadow thief who took him in suffer catastrophe.
Although it only lasted two days, Enleco felt that he lived extremely comfortably in this paradise.
Everyone here seems to be a familiar friend and companion.
The life here is so quiet and peaceful, and at the same time full of vitality.
If possible, Enleco would be willing to become a member of the Shadow Thieves.
But now is not the time for him to express his emotions.
Enleco took out those fiery red beads from his arms.
He threw the fire beads carelessly.
These fire beads immediately disappeared into the sea of people composed of soldiers from the Kaoqi Kingdom.
He made a few empty strokes with his hands and recited the short skeleton summoning incantation.
Enleco pointed with his hand.
Suddenly, among the crowds of Kaoqi soldiers, terrifying skeletons burning with blood-red flames suddenly stood up.
Neither the black-robed warriors of the Shadow Thieves nor the soldiers of Kaoqi had ever seen such a terrifying thing.
However, the dazzling and huge flaming sickle, with its hollow eyes that spurt out scorching flames, makes everyone who sees them feel horrified.
These flame skeleton demons stood there quietly, and the soldiers also stared blankly at these messengers of death who appeared in baskets.
Suddenly, the Flame Skeleton Demon flew, and the huge flame sickle drew arcs, cutting anything blocking their path in half.
In addition to the flying scythes, what frightens the soldiers of the Kaoqi Kingdom is that whenever the flame skeletons are almost burned, they will explode with a bang.
The flying flames turned the surrounding area into a sea of fire.
Even magicians were horrified by these skeletal warriors burning with scorching flames.
Because the huge fireballs launched by these flame skeleton demons are undoubtedly extremely deadly to them.
If it weren't for the barrier that protected them, these fireballs would have killed them long ago.
However, those magicians flying around looking for opportunities to attack were not so lucky.
The flying fireball turned several of them into a group of huge meteors falling from the sky.
These human-shaped fireballs that fell to the ground with fierce screams added a scarlet color to this terrifying killing field.
The soldiers of the Kaoqi Kingdom were no longer full of courage. Facing these unkillable messengers of death, the soldiers chose to escape.
Even the strict military laws of the Kaoqi Kingdom could not prevent their defeat. Because in their view, after dying under the sword of the Military Justice Department, the soul can still return to the eternal resting place controlled by Hades.
But by dying under that huge burning scythe, the soul will not be able to achieve transcendence.
Even those brave and fearless Shadow Thief warriors gasped when facing this terrifying lifeless monster.
Now they finally understood why their leader only used the word "terrible" to describe these flaming skull demons when he first mentioned them.
Indeed, apart from horror, the Shadow Thieves simply cannot imagine a more suitable adjective.
These flaming skull demons are undoubtedly the best proof of terror.
As for the magicians, most of them had earth-colored faces. Many of them have personally touched those exquisite and lovely little red beads.
Many people even desire to own such a magical weapon.
But now, I see the true face of these little red beads.
Most magicians have already given up the idea of possessing it.
In their opinion, those little red beads are the crystallization of bad luck and the condensation of death.
They are the favorite ornaments of Hades and are worn by the devil around his neck.
Contaminated with these red beads, the soul will not be accepted into heaven after death.
The Shadow Thieves watched as the Flame Skeleton Demon continued its horrific killing spree.
The barrier set up by the magicians of the Kaoqi Kingdom was completely penetrated in an instant.
At this moment, suddenly, a loud horn sounded in the Kaoqi military camp.
But this horn sound is completely different from usual.
As the horn sounded, the earth trembled.
More than a dozen white war horses galloped in from a distance.
On top of the war horse is a knight in white robes.
These white-robed knights were wrapped in a ball of white light, holding huge warhammers in their hands.
The top of the war hammer glowed faintly.
All this indicates that these white knights are extraordinary.
"Sorry, we are in trouble. They are the battle priests of the Church of the God of War. They are experts in dealing with necromancy." The elder said anxiously.
Just as the elders feared, the battle priests swung their war hammers and struck hard at the Flame Skeleton Demon.
The warhammer escaped from the grasp of the battle priest, drew a curved arc, and rolled towards the flaming skull demon.
When the war hammer hit the Flame Skeleton Demon, tens of thousands of red lights immediately erupted from the war hammer.
The flame skull demon exploded into balls of flying flames.
The battle priests still did not dare to neglect at all. They jumped off their horses and grabbed the war hammers from the ground, preparing for another battle.
Just now Trode repeatedly warned them that these flaming skull demons are difficult to eliminate.
As long as there are corpses, they can regenerate. Only by controlling the core of the Flame Skeleton Demon's power can everything be safe.
Sure enough, another flaming skull demon slowly stood up from the pile of corpses.
The battle priests once again forge ahead.
But the Flame Skeleton Demon obviously already knew how powerful they were.
The fierce battle started again, but this time the battle priest was no longer as smooth as before.
If there hadn't been a magician assisting them, they might have been chopped into two pieces by these flaming skull demons.
The Kaoqi soldiers and Shadow Thief soldiers who were fighting fiercely just now have become bystanders.
They watched this unique battle in silence.
In their eyes, the Flame Skeleton Demon is still so terrifying, but it is no longer invincible.
While the battle priests were fighting desperately, dozens of carriages loaded with priests from the Church of the God of War arrived at the front of the battlefield.
The priests sang hymns and held copper basins filled with gold dust and crystal shards.
While they sprinkled gold powder and crystal fragments on the corpses of the victims, they chanted the light praise of An Ling.
A faint golden color appeared on the corpses, and necromancy magic could no longer have any effect on them.
The flaming skull demons fell down one after another, but fewer and fewer flaming skull demons stood up again.
However, the Kaoqi Kingdom did not pay a price.
Although there are magicians to assist, the casualties of the battle priest are inevitable.
Enleco was not too surprised that Hagrid was able to deal with his own Flame Skeleton Demon.
Skeleton summoning was originally taught to him by the evil mage Trode. Of course, he knows how to break this magic.
Enleco felt extremely helpless as he watched the Flame Skeleton Demons being eliminated one after another.
This is the most powerful magic he can cast right now.
If the Kaoqi Army attacks again, he will be helpless.
Fortunately, after the fierce battle just now.
Especially seeing the terrifying flaming skull demon appear on the battlefield.
The Kaoqi army did not dare to attack again for a while.
Both the soldiers and the generals were terrified.
No one knows what terrible magic awaits them.
After all, there is a world-famous forbidden curse mage hidden in the opponent's camp.
…
In a simple military tent in the distance, several senior officers in gorgeous military uniforms were gathering there to discuss with frowns.
"Count Flair, your legion has suffered heavy losses. Do you still plan to continue the attack?" a senior officer asked.
"I'm not someone who gives up halfway. Although the losses of my regiment are indeed not small. But with just a few shadow thieves, every time they lose one, the impact on the overall combat effectiveness is extremely huge." Count Flair replied.
"Earl Sherwood, what are your plans?" the officer asked again.
The Earl of Sherwood he was asking about was obviously of a much higher rank than the others. Behind him stood two lieutenants.
The Earl of Sherwood pondered for a long time, shook his head and sighed: "I am not as optimistic as Earl Frail. As you know, Earl Scott, I have always been timid. Although the number of Shadow Thieves is small, they Their fighting power cannot be ignored. If they are lions, then the soldiers under my command can only be called goats. What's the use of letting goats fight against lions, even if they have a numerical advantage?"
"Earl Sherwood, you don't mean to give up the attack and give the credit to me and Earl Scott." Earl Flair leaned forward and approached Earl Sherwood and asked.
The Earl of Foraire was much younger than the other two earls, and was therefore more eager to gain merit.
The Earl of Sherwood smiled and said nothing. His city was much deeper than the others.
Earl Scott looked at Earl Sherwood. He knew Earl Sherwood much more deeply.
While he was thinking about the meaning of what Earl Sherwood just said, he observed Earl Sherwood's expression.
After thinking for a moment, he finally understood what this guy was planning.
Earl Scott cursed "old fox" secretly.
He regretted not thinking of this method.
"Earl of Sherwood, you just said that there is no chance of winning if a goat and a lion fight, but if it were a group of wolves and a lion fighting, who would win and who would lose? I must have already mentioned it to Duke Hegelo. , requesting reinforcements from the Holy Knights." Earl Scott asked, staring at Earl Sherwood's face.
Earl Sherwood smiled disapprovingly, then nodded, admitting Earl Scott's guess.
Count Friar, who was sitting there quietly, suddenly jumped up from his chair.
He couldn't sit still any longer.
This young Earl is absolutely unwilling to let the fruits of victory fall into the hands of others.
"Farewell, everyone, I have to step up the attack. Lord Hagriro only gave us two hours. We should cherish every minute and every second."
With that said, Count Friar walked out of the tent with his adjutants and attendants.
"What a fool, Earl Sherwood. You have another pebble to explore the road, don't you?" Earl Scott said with disdain.
"Earl Friar is determined to fight. Maybe this time he will come back to us with meritorious deeds." Earl Sherwood said indifferently.
"Meritor? I don't think so. It's more likely that it led to some other terrible magic. I heard that Sophie's Forbidden Curse Mage didn't only have those flaming skull demons in his hands. Count Fryer actually couldn't see what he was doing. Trying to hide his own strength." Earl Scott pondered for a long time and said again: "Perhaps in the eyes of the little Forbidden Mage of Sophie Kingdom, the real enemy is not us insignificant people at all. His opponent is Hagrid. Duke Aello. Therefore, he wants to hide his strength in order to deal with the evil mage Trode."
"Isn't that just right? Let our legions break through the Shadow Thief's defenses while he hasn't really shown his strength yet. By that time, what's the use of him no matter how powerful he is? Apart from escaping, I don't think he can There is a second option," Earl Sherwood said with a smile.
"Perhaps this is the sadness of the Forbidden Curse Mage that Kobe Leo once told the old Prime Minister Ross." Magician Scott said with a long sigh.
"Yes, the Forbidden Magic Mage has powerful power, but it cannot be used at will. Especially when there are super mages of equal strength in the opponent's camp, the super mages of both sides can only be used Balance the opponent's strength. No one dares to take the lead in attacking, and no one dares to attack other targets. The temporary emptiness of power will become the fatal weakness of these super magicians." Earl Sherwood also sighed.
It was as if the two earls, who had been fighting each other all day long, suddenly became two philosophers who had seen through everything.
"A powerful force, when balanced by an equally powerful force, can only be used as an ultimate deterrent." Earl Sherwood once again sighed like a philosopher.
"But if the power of one party far exceeds the power of the other party, then this balance will be completely broken. This is not impossible." Earl Scott reminded.
"Then we can only pray that this kind of thing will not happen to us." Earl Sherwood twitched his lips.
Just as the two of them were sitting leisurely in the tent, talking to each other, the sound of killing was heard again in the distance.
This time the shouts of killing were deafening, mixed with the war songs sung by the military priests.
The loud horn carries the blessing of the God of War, which boosts the morale of the soldiers.
Roaring sounds echoed through the sky one after another, which was proof of the fierce attack by the magicians of the Kaoqi Kingdom.
"Earl Sherwood, maybe Count Fryer will really be able to make some meritorious deeds this time. It seems that he has a very high fighting spirit." Earl Scott said while listening to what was going on outside.
Suddenly, the deafening shouts of killing disappeared and were replaced by a burst of chaotic sounds.
The two earls hurriedly walked outside the tent and saw magicians flying all over the sky. The phalanx that was originally neatly arranged was now crowded together, forming an extremely tight and solid line of defense.
A faint yellow light of earth magic enveloped the soldiers of the Kaoqi Kingdom.
"Did the Shadow Thieves launch a counterattack?" The two earls said what they were thinking at the same time.
At this moment, several war horses galloped over from a distance.
When he arrived in front of the two Earls, the knight on the horse hurriedly reported without even dismounting: "My Lord Earl, just now the Shadow Thieves suddenly launched a fierce attack. Gorslow is unstoppable, Lord Earl Forler's The legion suffered heavy losses. And because Count Foraire was supervising the legion's attack in front of the position, he was also killed by Gorselow."
After hearing the knight's report, the two earls were completely indifferent.
The death of Count Friar gave them one less powerful enemy to grab the credit.
The regiment he led suffered heavy losses, but the Shadow Thieves would certainly suffer sacrifices as well.
"The Shadow Thief couldn't sustain the last madness. But why didn't that little magician Sophie help?" Earl Scott asked in confusion: "Is he preparing a powerful magic?"
Hearing what Earl Scott said, Earl Sherwood suddenly turned around and walked towards a completely enclosed carriage in the distance.
Lord Scott and some others had always been extremely curious about this carriage. They had long wanted to see it, so naturally they followed closely behind Earl Sherwood.
I knocked on the car door. When the door opened, I saw only a young man under twenty years old inside.
"Mr. Lombane, have you noticed anything unusual?" Earl Sherwood asked, his tone was quite respectful.
"I have not found a large accumulation of magic elements so far. However, Mr. Enleco is proficient in all kinds of magic. If he performs other magic, then I cannot warn you in advance." The young man said.
"My esteemed master knows Mr. Enleco very well. What's more, he has seen that spiritual magic with his own eyes. Mr. Drekes must have repeatedly thought about countermeasures for forbidden spells such as 'spiritual storm'." Earl Sherwood respectfully said Gotta say.
"I can't guarantee that, although Teacher Drex has indeed found some methods to detect the accumulation of spiritual magic energy, the spiritual magic possessed by the Forbidden Curse Mage is different. And it has not been tested. Neither my teacher Still, I can't guarantee that we will be able to provide an early warning of the 'spiritual storm'. However, at least so far, I have not found any signs of the accumulation of spiritual magic energy." The young man explained.
Hearing what the young man said, Earl Sherwood felt relieved a little.
"By the way, Lord Earl, there is one thing I must warn you. According to my investigation, the curse my teacher cast on Miss Fenacia is in violent turmoil. It seems that some outside force is removing the power of the curse. Drive out that young lady’s body,” the young man said.
Earl Sherwood turned and glanced at Earl Scott behind him.
The two people seemed to suddenly realize it, and each nodded.
"That little curse mage from Sophien Kingdom must be busy exorcising the curse on his sweetheart. Now is probably the best time to attack." Earl Sherwood said excitedly.
"Earl Sherwood, the Holy Knights in your hands must be able to take action now. If we wait any longer, once Miss Fenasia escapes from the trap, I am afraid that Duke Hagriro will only be able to watch the two young couples. Lovers live together and fly together." Earl Scott said with a smile, but he was actually quite disappointed in his heart, because now he could only watch Earl Sherwood establish his meritorious deeds.
Earl Sherwood looked up to the sky and smiled. After he calmed down, he immediately ordered to his two lieutenants: "Fast, please give the order and let the small group of holy knights storm the mountain. Then let our legions attack the mountain." Push forward and tell the soldiers that the first person to climb the mountain will be rewarded with 100,000 gold coins and promoted to one rank."
"Segent, please tell the magicians not to be stingy with the consumption of magic power, and violently bombard the barrier for me. The magicians of the Shadow Thieves will not be able to deal with the holy knights."
After the two adjutants received the order, they quickly mounted their horses. There was no time to waste for them.
As old subordinates who had been with him for many years, they knew Earl Sherwood's temper very well.
A heavy reward means a heavy punishment.
There can be no room for error now.
A fierce battle began again.
This time is obviously the final battle.
The Earl of Sherwood would never back down, for he knew very well that he did not have much time left.
Once Miss Fenacia gets rid of the curse, she will definitely be able to walk away with her strength.
Even if this lady is not willing to give up those shadow thieves, once she and the little forbidden curse mage Sophie join forces, and there is only the evil mage Trode and one super magician on this side, no matter how many legions there are, victory will never belong to Cao. strange.
However, Earl Sherwood also did not dare to approach the battlefield.
The fate of Count Friar is the best proof.
Once the Shadow Thief jumps over the wall, his men will definitely not be able to resist him.
Because of this, Sherwood retreated far away. He found an extremely safe open ground, sat on his horse and watched the battle in the distance.
Smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and fire filled the sky.
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On the mountains, the shadow thieves fought bloody battles. But this time their opponents were completely different. They were no longer Kaoqi soldiers, but holy knights wearing heavy armor and with high martial arts skills.
Moreover, there are nearly a thousand holy knights in a team, while the shadow thieves can only fight with more than a hundred warriors.
The difference in numbers, coupled with the fact that the Holy Knights were heavily armored.
The balance of victory began to tilt towards the Kaoqi Kingdom.
Watching the Shadow Thief warriors fall one after another, Enleco felt extremely guilty. He was the one who brought disaster to the Shadow Thief.
Without his presence, the Shadow Pirates and Hagriro would definitely be in peace.
In the attack just now, Enleco had already seen that the Shadow Thief could no longer hold on.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
Enleco hopes to regain his strength as soon as possible.
Although there is not much time until the curse is lifted, Enleco can't wait even in these few hours.
He focused all his energy on the evil magic that still remained in his body.
Enleco called with all his strength, calling for the monster hiding deep in his soul, calling for the dark spiritual body with great supernatural powers.
Call upon the all-powerful Most.
Now only this guy with no power but full of wisdom can help him.
Enleco's efforts were not in vain.
The curse had already been almost weakened.
Enleco's prayer was transmitted to the mysterious monster Most in the other world through the mysterious connection deep in his soul.
In the Demon World, this harsh world alternates between scorching heat that melts everything and ice that freezes everything.
Most was leisurely enjoying the comfortable and comfortable feeling brought to him by the moonlight of the demon world.
Although it is a world where humans cannot survive at all.
But for these demonic creatures who love pure magical energy, this is undoubtedly their paradise.
The only thing that makes Most dissatisfied is that the demon world is too lifeless. It is a guy who likes to have fun and always wants to have some fun occasionally.
But in the devil world, it is impossible to find all this.
Most missed the outside world more and more.
There are countless interesting toys there. For Most, it is a paradise better than heaven.
However, recently, the passage to the outside world has been blocked.
This left him helpless.
Most knew very well that his cowardly, pitiful, but extremely interesting soul contractor must be in trouble again.
Most didn't care about what kind of danger Enleco would encounter.
However, Most was extremely troubled by not being able to travel to another world through the connection with Enleco.
Because of this, when it felt Enleco's prayer.
Most was extremely excited.
Enleco's prayer can be transmitted to the devil world through spiritual contact, which means that the door to paradise is reopened.
Most just looked into the depths of Enleco's soul and knew what happened.
What makes it even more uninteresting is that there is nothing interesting about the trouble Enleco encountered this time.
Most liked to see a soul contractor disguised as a man being chased by a large number of similar males.
This is something interesting that it has never encountered before.
For Most, who has not recovered his strength, the curse is quite troublesome.
Although Most is very reluctant to do hard work, it is also very clear that if it does not help, once Enleco encounters any danger, the opportunity to find power that it has waited for tens of thousands of years will be lost.
Moreover, the passage to paradise was closed, and the funny jokes of the unlucky soul contractor would never be seen again.
Most was not willing to take the risk.
However, it is not easy to get in touch with Enleco.
That curse sealed the exit of Enleco's soul.
It is too difficult to forcefully break through from the demon world.
For Most, this kind of drudgery is definitely not something it wants to learn.
This curse seals off a part of the soul contract person's consciousness.
As long as the soul contractor has self-awareness, the curse will have an effect.
However, if the soul contractor loses consciousness, the curse will automatically lose its effect immediately.
Therefore, the easiest solution is to let the soul contractor bang his head against the wall, or ask someone else to hit his head hard.
But in this case, you have to rely on yourself to help him solve the problem.
Most didn't want the magic power he had finally accumulated to be wasted for the safety of his slaves.
When it regains its full strength, perhaps it will be a little more generous.
At this moment, the best way is to tell his soul contractor how to solve his current troubles by relying on his own strength.
After searching the depths of Enleco's spirit, Most roughly knew what had happened since it lost contact with the soul contractor.
After thinking for a while, this resourceful demon brain finally thought of a way to escape.
That was the magic that the blood-kissing fellow Bitonconisarius came up with and taught it to humans.
Although this kind of magic is very powerful, it is extremely convenient to perform.
However, it is extremely dangerous because it requires a large amount of blood from the caster.
And this kind of magic requires the possession of a vampire's magic weapon to be able to cast it.
But there happens to be such a weapon in the hands of the soul contractor.
Although this method is a bit more dangerous, if it is not done well, your soul contractor will die.
However, considering that the vitality of his soul contractor is quite tenacious, the terrible mad woman did not kill him when she threw him into the devil world as a bait.
My own method should not kill the soul contractor.
The only thing that needs to be carefully considered is how to let the soul contractor escape smoothly.
After casting that magic, Enleco had at most half his life left.
However, Enleco should have lost consciousness and was unconscious by that time.
As long as this guy loses consciousness, the curse originally used to seal his consciousness will lose its effect.
At that time, the most I can do is make a trip myself.
Having made up his mind, Most tried his best to transmit his thoughts into Enleco's mind.
It was not easy to do this, but Most succeeded after all.
Enleco was extremely excited about Most's answer.
If possible, he would have loved to kiss this dark, insubstantial creature passionately.
In Enleco's view, Most is undoubtedly the real savior.
It is the incarnation of wisdom and strength, and the most reliable and strong backer.
"Elder, please remove this barrier and ask Mr. Gorslow and others to withdraw. Now it is time for you to enter the secret passage. I am about to cast a powerful magic, but this is something that cannot be controlled at all. Magic, it doesn't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, I don't want to accidentally hurt my own people." Enleco shouted loudly.
The shadow thief's magician looked at each other in shock when he heard what Enleco said.
They still couldn't figure out why Enleco activated powerful magic now.
If this kind of magic could really cope with the current crisis, he should have used it long ago.
Now the warriors leading the charge were fighting so fiercely with the Holy Knights that it was impossible for them to retreat.
Fortunately, the elder believed in Enleco's words.
He nodded and retracted his hands that were raised high.
The barrier in the air disappeared immediately.
The explosive fireballs that were originally blocked outside the barrier poured down like a heavy rain in an instant.
Immediately, thick smoke billowed from the mountains and flames shot into the sky.
Although the barrier was broken, the magicians of the Kaoqi Kingdom did not dare to cast magic.
Once they do, the magic they launch will kill and injure the Holy Knights who ascend the mountain.
Secondly, if Miss Fenasia is also harmed, they do not have the same status as Drex.
Abandoning defense, the Shadow Thieves' magicians turned all their power into deadly lightning and explosive flames, pouring mercilessly towards the holy knights attacking the mountains.
"Gorslo, please get the brothers to withdraw quickly. Everyone enters the passage. It's time to retreat." The elder shouted with all his strength.
Upon hearing the elder's order, Gorslow unleashed a brilliant illusion with the dagger in his hand.
What echoed in the gorgeous illusion was the voice of the God of Death.
Blood flew up with the illusion of color, and corpses fell one after another in the sword light.
Although the Holy Knights all have superb martial arts skills, they are equally vulnerable to this Holy Knight.
This is the difference in power.
This gap cannot be made up by numerical superiority and thick armor.
The protective light of earth magic could not withstand the extremely sharp magic dagger in Gorslow's hand.
After getting a chance to breathe, the Shadow Thief warriors left the battlefield one after another, and the magicians except the elders also got into the tunnels one after another.
There were only three people left on the mountain: Elder, Gorslow and Enleko.
However, the brilliant sword light from Gorslow's dagger blocked all the holy knights.
Although the holy knights wearing heavy armor climbed the mountains one after another.
However, before they could reach Gorslow, they had turned into lifeless corpses.
The elder simply used magic to make the rocks on the edge of the cliff collapse one after another.
The original position has now become a deadly weapon.
Every rock as big as a millstone can always plow a deep bloody ditch among the densely packed soldiers climbing up.
The Holy Knight's solid armor could not withstand the impact of this huge and heavy rock.
The knights with noble status and superb martial arts, like those ordinary soldiers, turned into flesh and blood at the foot of the mountain.
This is the most direct and effective magic to prevent the enemy from climbing the mountain. It is much more effective than any explosive lightning.
The Holy Knight's attack temporarily subsided.
The vanguard was destroyed by Gorslow on the top of the mountain, and the following Holy Knights were suppressed at the foot of the mountain by the elder's magic.
The falling rocks are the most powerful offensive weapons, and no barrier or defensive magic can reduce their damage at all.
This is exactly the opportunity Enleco needs.
He drew the scimitar from his waist.
The dark red blade exudes a strange light.
From the smooth mirror-like side, Enleco could clearly see a dark red version of himself.
Raise your wrist above the blade of the scimitar.
The deep cold air made him shiver.
Even though he knew that doing so was extremely dangerous, it was simply suicide.
But Enleco has no choice.
He gritted his teeth and touched his wrist on the blade.
Blood splattered immediately.
The blood-sucking scimitar buzzed.
It seems that he is cheering for being able to drink blood freely.
Enleco softly chanted the spell he had just learned.
Following the low and long chanting, the blood seemed to boil suddenly and turned into a mass of blood mist.
The blood mist is getting thicker and thicker.
The outer layer of blood mist seemed to be just a thin layer, but the thicker it became in the middle, making it impossible for eyes to penetrate it.
There seemed to be a storm hidden in the center of the blood mist.
This storm swept through the blood mist, rolling and swirling.
The blood mist is getting bigger and bigger, slowly extending to both sides like a wall.
When Enleco just cut his wrist, he still felt a little pain and could feel the blood flowing out of the body.
But as the blood flowed more and more, the pain gradually disappeared.
Enleco also felt that his consciousness was getting blurry and his mind was drowsy.
Everything in front of me was swaying, and the colors were getting lighter and lighter, as if the whole world had suddenly lost its color.
When Enleco finished reciting the last spell.
Unable to hold on any longer, he turned over and fell to the ground.
The elders and Gorslow looked at the unconscious Enleco blankly. They didn't know what the red blood mist was.
They even didn't know how this blood mist could stop the pursuers who were constantly climbing up the mountain.
Just when the two were hesitant, Enleco, who was originally unconscious, slowly got up.
But there was something strange about his expression.
Due to the loss of a large amount of blood, his originally pale face suddenly became gloomy, as if shrouded in a thin layer of black smoke.
Enleco standing there didn't look like a man who had lost a lot of blood.
The Enleco in front of him didn't even look like a person.
I don't know why, facing Enleco now, both the elder and Gorslow have an unfathomable feeling.
This feeling is like looking at the stars at night.
So profound, so mysterious, and yet so unattainable.
Enleco waved his arm gently.
The blood mist spread forward as if being pushed by the wind.
The blood mist rolled and spread in all directions, just like the thick fog rolling up from the river in the early morning.
Although the elders and Gorslow are well-informed, they have never heard of this kind of magic.
They don't even know what kind of effect this magic can have.
But they were immediately shocked by what they saw.
The blood mist drifted past a holy knight who was lying on the ground and groaning. Almost instantly, the knight exploded and turned into a blood mist that filled the sky.
The new blood mist is much thicker, and the center of the blood mist is like a blood-red solid ball.
The thick blood mist rolled and spread quickly, its edges extending in all directions, and its speed was even faster than a galloping horse.
Soon the blood mist surrounded the entire mountain.
The blood mist completely merged with the original blood mist.
It forms a red wall more than two meters high that is completely impenetrable to eyes.
Gorslow and the elders are all highly intelligent people, and they naturally understand what will happen next.
The blood mist quickly spread forward.
When the blood mist reached the edge of the cliff, the holy knights just climbed back up.
Following a series of silent explosions, blood mist suddenly rose up, covering everything around it.
Every silent explosion will cause a violent churning of blood mist.
The surface of the blood mist was like boiling liquid, turbulent.
Because more blood was added in, the edge of the blood mist was like a big net, spreading overwhelmingly in all directions.
If it weren't for the fact that there was an invisible wall in front of Enleco, blocking the bright red blood mist in the sky.
Not even Gorthro and the elders were spared.
The sky was red, blood red.
The sun shines through this blood mist, making the mountains look red.
The only thing Gorslow and the elders could see was the increasingly dense blood color.
Turbulent red, rolling red, all-devouring red.
All they could hear were screams of fear.
Screams came and went, but it was obvious that they were not the sound caused by the pain of the moment before death, but the cry for help caused by the fear of imminent death.
But the prayers of these people obviously had no effect, because the screams all stopped in shock.
The speed of the rapidly spreading blood mist was obviously faster than their desperate escape.
After a while, everything calmed down.
There was silence.
"Okay, you can go, I should go too."
Only then did Gorslow and the elders realize that Enleco had been standing by their side.
But I don't know why, this feeling is so unreal, as if what they saw is just a phantom.
Suddenly, a thick plume of smoke fell from the sky.
When the smoke dissipated, Enleco disappeared without a trace.
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