The knight in the abyss

Chapter 559 Watching the Giant Fight
While everyone was expressing various opinions on the battle situation, a loud roar suddenly came from afar.I saw a huge columnar object roaring through the air, and finally stuck heavily in the center of the transmission area.

It took a few breaths for the loud noise of falling to the ground to reach their ears.Lancelot took a closer look and found that it was an exaggerated vertebrae, and on top of it, a double-edged ax-shaped pattern was shining with ice blue light, which was the emblem of the frost giant god Solem.

The defenders, who were already a little restless, suddenly became chaotic. They turned their heads in confusion, and looked hard at the direction where the bones were flying.The people on the mountain peak had better vision, they could already see a team approaching rapidly on the horizon, and the tall figure walking in the front was Georgard.

Compared with more than ten days ago, the titan looked radiant now.He wore a huge horned helmet on his head, a cloak made of mammoth skin on his shoulders, and no clothes on his upper body to fully display his toned body. In his hand, he held a nearly fifteen-foot-long sword Metal war hammer, that shape is completely a walking war machine.

And as Brother Georgard's team continued to approach, their battle cries floated in unison.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

"Am du Anfel!"

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

"Am du Slag!"

"Dod du Maug!"

"Prakt am Maat!"

(To the effect: Hurrah, we attack you! Hurrah, we kill you! You die shamefully, our bravery wins glory!)
"Don't tell me, although this battle cry is simple, it is quite imposing." Kara Lin shook his head and said, "But why do I feel that their number is a bit small?"

"There are less than 150 frost giants, less than one-third of the opponent." Aramiel shrugged. "Either the god-born is very powerful, or he is too conceited."

"This is an encounter in the wild. The difference in numbers is too much... No matter how powerful that brother Georgard is, can he still deal with a hundred frost giants by himself?" Brutal shook his head suspiciously, "Brother, What do you think?"

"Even if you don't consider the strength of the descendants themselves, the difference in numbers of this level is not too great to fight." Lancelow shrugged, "They have the upper hand in terms of momentum, and the defenders don't even have a commander .I hope the frost giant's will to fight is not too weak, otherwise the excitement of this battle may disappoint you..."

At this moment, Georgard raised his hammer aloft and signaled for war.Encouraged by him, the frost giant behind him began to charge forward in strides, and at the same time, with the momentum of running, he threw out the javelin and stones in his hand.

A black cloud seemed to rise in the sky, and when it landed, it turned into a rain of blood. A large number of frost giants in the defender's position fell down like felled trees.Since the attacker used the power of the charge when throwing, the power and range have been greatly improved, while the defender is still hesitating whether to give up the existing fortifications at this time, and has suffered extremely under the first wave of long-range strikes. Big kill.

Due to the lack of a unified command, some of the defenders left their positions and began to countercharge, while others stayed where they were, trying to get behind the ice wall that the spellcasters had spent a lot of time creating.

Unlike the defenders who were in chaos, the attacker was like a long spear, slamming into the enemy's loose formation, and the tip of the spear at the front was the Goddess himself.Rough weapons can't do him any harm at all, only those magical equipment that radiate aura are worth Georgard's dodge, and every time he swings his warhammer, he can smash an enemy to pieces, it looks like it's broken As easy as a crock pot.

To Lancelot's surprise, the frost giant who was loyal to the abyss lord did not flinch when faced with Georgard's (literally) deity-like performance, but even more frantically killed him, like a group of hyenas stalking a lion .In this regard, Georgard did not retreat at all, but took the initiative to rush towards places where there were more enemies.

When there was no friendly army within sixty feet of him, the godborn jumped into the air, and when he landed, he smashed his warhammer to the ground with all his strength.This blow obviously contained powerful magic power, and the ground surged like a sea wave, knocking all nearby enemies to the ground.

Lancelot discovered that giants and knights have something in common, that is, once they fall to the ground, it will be very difficult to get up again, and this is also the best time to kill them.

As soon as the shock wave passed, the warriors following Georgard rushed forward, quickly throwing down those who fell to the ground.The godborn killed nearly twenty frost giants in one fell swoop, but it was far from enough compared to the total number of defenders.More enemies quickly filled the void on the battlefield, and what seemed to be an overwhelming raid, like being stuck in a swamp, gradually turned into a bloody positional battle.

Lancelot was secretly shocked when he saw it on the mountain peak. In his experience, if it was a battle between humans, if there was such a horrific performance by Georgard, the morale of the defensive side would have been seriously shaken. The soldiers even started to run away, but seeing the crazy momentum of those giants, the battle would not end as quickly as he expected.

Judging from the current situation, although the encouragement of his brother Georgard has allowed his followers to exert their extreme combat effectiveness, the number of enemies is too large. If the fight continues like this, the battle situation will be extremely unfavorable to them. develop.

"Damn it, the situation seems to be a little bit wrong." Brutal on the side seemed to sense Lancelot's thoughts, "Brother, should we go down and help? And expect him to deal with that big winged lizard?" , if he dies here, all our previous plans will be ruined. I can fight for 10 minutes in the transformed state, and you and old Rip can last longer..."

"Wait, this idea sucks!" Hearing the dwarf's proposal, the blood on the werewolf's face disappeared instantly, "This is the giant's battlefield below! Lancelot, you don't think our joining will change anything, do you? "

"It's too dangerous, I won't let you go up and take risks." Lancelow took out the giant sword Glacier from the dimension bag, "But Brutal is right, if this goes on, Georgard will really lose. All our original ideas were in vain.”

"Are you crazy?" Old Rep looked disbelieving. "This is no different from suicide. Even the most combative Tanari would not step into such a battlefield..."

"I'm different. For me, going to the battlefield is as familiar as going home." Lancelow smiled, and took out a handkerchief leading to the demiplane from his arms, "Come on, you guys hide inside for a while , it will be over in an hour at most."

Hearing this, the partners fell into silence, exchanging complicated glances with each other, and finally Kara Lin took a step forward and said firmly:
"No, Lancelot, we won't go in."

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