The Original Vampire

Chapter 645: Fierce battle

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In this grand battle involving millions of people, the power of the individual is so small.

Of course, unless you are Sanctuary.

Knight McCoy looked at the huge figure that was approaching in the distance, and his hands holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

He recognized at a glance that it was the orc emperor Saruman.

When he was in Wind's Rest, Knight McCoy witnessed with his own eyes the scene where this terrifying Skull Crusher fought against two paladins by himself.

That terrifying strength, which can be called earth-shattering, can make anyone unable to resist the idea of confronting it.

But at this time, it is impossible for him to retreat.

Because Emperor Reinhardt is still rushing forward.

The courage and conviction that the human emperor erupted shocked and astonished everyone.

The royal knights surrounding the emperor couldn't believe their eyes when they saw the desperately fighting Emperor Reinhardt.

Could it be that the soul of the holy ancestor of the San Lorenzo family finally revived in this emperor

Or did the fiasco of the Tianduan Mountains, the fall of the Western Region, and the betrayal of the Storm Fortress finally awaken the fighting spirit of the human emperor

Perhaps these days, the emperor's abnormality is also because he is finally determined to dedicate everything to defend the empire

No matter what they thought in their hearts, the knights and nobles around the emperor, encouraged by this heroic atmosphere, gradually cast aside their fear and hesitation, and launched reckless attacks on the orcs again and again.

As for ordinary human soldiers, they are even crazier.

Have they ever thought that they could truly fight side by side with the supreme ruler of the empire

Have they ever seen a human emperor fight so selflessly in order to protect the empire

The morale of the army, which had been shaken by repeated failures and retreats, was successfully stabilized by Emperor Reinhardt. .

No, it's not just solidified, it's even a step further, fully inspired.

Around Emperor Reinhardt, at the forefront of the contact between the two armies, rows of human soldiers brandished knives and guns, and walked forward with firm steps.

Even if they were facing a more powerful orc, they did not take a step back.

After all, the human emperor is by their side. As long as he is still advancing, the soldiers of the empire will never retreat.

From time to time someone falls down, but there will never be a gap, and someone will fill it up immediately.

The vanguard led by Emperor Reinhardt was like an extremely sharp dagger, deeply inserted into the heart of the orc formation.

But soon, this dagger encountered a tough bone.

The Warsong Legion, the direct descendant of the orc emperor Saruman, rushed over and immediately blocked the advancing momentum of this human army.

"kill!"

"waaaaagh!"

The two torrents collided with each other in the most explosive manner, and the fighting suddenly became fierce to the extreme at this moment.

Stumped limbs flew around, and blood flew wildly.

Countless fresh lives disappeared like fireworks in just a moment.

Just as Knight Maikou drew his long sword from the chest of an orc, he was forcefully forced back by a Skull Crusher wielding a giant axe.

A crossbow arrow shot out at the right time, hitting the eye socket of the Skull Crusher.

Knight Mai Koo was refreshed, and he rushed up and slashed fiercely with his sword.

But the Skull Crusher still swung his huge ax and slashed at the waist and abdomen of Knight McCoy, as if they were going to die together.

Knight McCoy slammed his left foot on the ground, spun around on the ground, turned his body sharply to avoid the whistling giant axe, and drew out his sword again.

Thick blood spewed out, blurring Knight McCoy's vision, but his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly groaned.

Sure enough, the Skull Crusher grabbed Knight McCoy's long sword with his arm, but roared and stretched out his other hand to grab Knight McCoy's throat.

This is fighting on the battlefield - there is no bells and whistles, all moves are desperate.

Just when Knight McCoy thought he was doomed, the expected pain did not come as expected.

A burst of holy light flashed past, and Knight McCoy opened his eyes in surprise, only to see the Duke of St. Grian in silver armor appearing beside him at some point.

The holy light lingering around her was brighter than the sun, and she had a confident and decisive smile on her beautiful face, and then went forward to meet the orc emperor who was rushing forward.

Knight Maikou's blood surged in his chest, and with a roar, he followed the pace of the goddess in his heart and rushed towards the orc formation again.

There was a loud bang.

Emperor Saruman's giant ax split a bloody path in the human army formation.

The originally neat formation became disordered in an instant, but fortunately, the Duke of St. Grian had already blocked Emperor Saruman on his own initiative.

Amid the crisp and violent sound, Emperor Saruman's movements froze.

He stared at the one-eyed, grinned a ferocious arc at the corner of his mouth, and laughed wildly:

"Saint Grian, you dare to come to die again!"

Duke St. Gerian holds a sword in both hands, and light and flames surround his whole body. Even in the face of the seemingly invincible orc emperor, he is not afraid.

"Saruman, repent for your sins!"

In an instant, countless flames exploded and spread rapidly like flowing water.

The surrounding human and orc soldiers were rolled and fled by the huge impact at the same time, and a large open space suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

This is the arena for the strong in the sanctuary.

Emperor Saruman roared wildly, his body began to swell, and at the same time, countless black silk threads shot out like streams of light. Looking from a distance, a large number of black threads actually faintly formed a huge eagle head behind him.

Swish!

The eagle's head sped up, its eyes lit up with purple light, and it bit the kite on the head of Duke St. Grian.

At the same time, the giant ax in his hand chopped down seemingly at will.

But Duke St. Grian's pupils shrank, because she could feel that the space she was in was instantly locked. Obviously the giant ax was not fast, and it didn't even have much strength, but she felt a deadly threat.

If it was before, the Duke of St. Gerian would definitely try to avoid this blow, and then swim and fight with the orc emperor.

But this time, she wasn't going to hide.

Circles of red flames flowed with a large number of sacred imprints, quickly enveloping Duke St. Grian.

The giant ax slammed down, sparks flying everywhere.

Only then did the terrifying pressure and weight come down continuously.

Click—

Countless tiny cracks instantly covered the flame barrier in front of Duke St. Grian, and even extended to her hands.

Golden yellow blood slowly oozes out, but Duke St. Grian has not changed color in the slightest.

After resisting the orc emperor's blow, Duke St. Grian finally caught a moment of his opponent's stiffness.

Taking advantage of the power from the barrier reaching a low point, Duke St. Grian screamed coquettishly and jumped up.

Time seemed to speed up suddenly, and the flame barrier suddenly shattered, but a more powerful flame gushed out, heading straight for the chest of the orc emperor.

Roar-

(end of this chapter)