It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 330 This Is Really Spectacular

The fog intensified for the third time after the Legion had completed another contraction.

The color of the fog also changed from red to black, covering all the magic weapons, like a scene that can only be seen in hell.

The various squads were forced to evacuate to join the main force, and went to the tactical location to integrate into seven armies. There are the most destructive facilities built by craftsmen there, which are absolutely must not be lost.

But it's not just legions that have gathered.

A large number of wandering spirits followed the evacuated team. They could be restrained, and they were a little clumsy in chasing people, but they had a toughness that was almost impossible to defeat.

"Knights of Mount Cali, line up!"

On the hillside, Dundry held the banner of white flowers and war horses, and his green armor could not hide his determination, and his eyes were like a torch staring ahead.

The knights of Kalishan lined up, facing the wandering souls that flooded the mountains and plains, they couldn't help but look back.

The flag of Mount Cali...

That was the glory of Mount Cali, and the nobility they swore to uphold must not be tarnished.

This scene made the knights hold their shields tighter.

Everyone knew that there would be no reinforcements at this time, and the pressure on other places would only be greater than theirs. Apart from the sword and shield in their hands, they could no longer rely on anything else.

The solemnity of the battlefield shrouded this hillside, and the enemy was far superior to our own in both number and individual strength. The only difference was that they had human tactics against the enemy.

There are also godheads.

Elufa opened his hands and released the chant of the lake, bestowing the blessing of the elves on the entire battlefield. The first batch of wandering spirits who rushed up officially collided with the garrison, and both sides rushed to their feet.

The melee started.

"I didn't expect to fight side by side with the city elves one day." The wild elf lord Demily shot out the twining arrows, his eyes were a little hollow because he had shot too many targets.

"I don't think there are any distinctions between urban elves," Elufa led the tribe to chant the spell of the lake, and turned to look at her. "It's just that our ancestors chose different paths."

Demily didn't respond to her, her eyes tightened as she stared at a battlefield.

Eluffa looked over, and the two wandering souls pierced by an arrow fell to the ground, struggling to tear off the arrow clusters on their bodies, and the black air quickly filled the gap in their bodies.

"It seems that the situation is urgent."

Originally, I was surprised that the third mist didn't have more strength improvement, but I didn't expect it to improve regeneration ability.

This is probably also related to the research of the Black Flame Body by the Craftsman Association. The mutants they created already have a strong regenerative ability, and the air is now contaminated with the same non-realistic atmosphere.

Is this the forbidden power of Gui Wuhai?

Elfa glanced back. In the center surrounded by the defensive formations, the huge ore drills erected by the artisans were still in operation. The violent roar from time to time meant that they were trying to reduce the protective power of the magic weapons.

There are six other similar devices, which are located in different places of the magic weapon, symbolizing the last line of defense of the legion.

Once these devices are destroyed, their plan to forcibly remove the hardening of the clever machine girl will fail, and the legion has no choice but to withdraw—provided that they can withdraw after being surrounded by a large number of wandering spirits.

If the loss is heavy this time, and the plan is pushed forward to the last outskirts of the Crownless City, I am afraid that there will not be many people who are willing to stand up and resist.

"Northwest direction, quick support—"

Eluffa's expression turned serious, and he directed the people to face northwest. Not all teams are as good at blocking the enemy as the knights of Kalishan. For the team that has been chased all the way to this point, it is easier to show cowardice psychologically.

Wandering Soul tore at the line of defense, easily broke through the defense with unreasonable and terrifying force, adapted to the striker who was fighting while retreating, turned his head, but bumped into the face of the person behind him.

Both sides were stunned for a moment.

Then I realized that there was no place for them to return.

In fact, Wandering Soul didn't cause many casualties along the way, but because of this, they couldn't overcome the tension of fleeing to this point, and the panic of being compressed in their living space reflected on their faces at this moment.

This made them realize that they hadn't escaped at all.

Gathered here like a cage, if it can't be supported head-on, I'm afraid it will not be far from the collapse of the whole line.

"Can't go back!"

Someone in the crowd yelled out——

"As long as you defeat them, the war will be over!"

Is that right?

Who knows about this kind of thing.

Stop the wandering soul here, let the mine drill behind him successfully destroy the hardening of the magic weapon, stop the opponent's actions, and save the safety of the city without a crown, it seems that everything is deduced in this way.

People are willing to believe that peace will come after this battle, and the people in the city are also looking forward to it, but looking at the soldiers who are still fighting bravely, everything on the battlefield seems to be very blurred.

The mine drill behind him kept ringing, but what was desperate was not that the monster couldn't be defeated.

Instead of seeing any progress.

No one told them how long it would take for the mine drills to destroy the defenses. Since boarding the magic weapon, from the initial battle to being hunted down by wandering spirits, they have worked hard all the way, but there is no result in sight.

Of course, the various camps did not come to join the crusade army just to escape from the battle.

So they realized that they were still on the front line, but seeing the wandering soul that had finally been defeated and getting up again, their eyes gradually became numb.

They need the results of the battle and the hope of seeing a turnaround.

Instead of endless suffering like this.

"what is that?"

Someone in the crowd raised his head and pointed to the sky, and the soldiers fighting on the front line didn't have time to look at it.

After Elfa cast the spell, she looked up to confirm that there seemed to be a red comet falling in the sky, swooping down with a light-like tail.

"...?"

The light gradually pierced through the mist and reflected on the ground. The frontline fighters who were struggling to support had nothing to care about, and took a look at them one after another.

what is that?
How could such a conspicuous thing fall from the sky at such a time?

Elfa frowned, and pressed the magic sound transmission jewelry behind her ear with her fingers.

"Do any of you know the origin of the things in the sky?"

After a slight noise, she heard Luo Wei's voice.

"Magical girl Marcus."

"???"

All the lords who heard the news frowned, and Dundry was rushing left and right among a group of wandering souls, and it was even more difficult to look up. Everyone knew that Marcus was coming, but they didn't understand why they called the former East Marshal who swooped down from the sky... a girl?
There is no connection between the two at all!

Elfa turned sideways and faced that direction. It seemed that Marcus jumped directly from the magical battleship.

Could it be that……

She didn't dare to ask too clearly, because if it was what she wanted, every minute and every second right now shouldn't be disturbed. She watched this scene quietly, her eyes followed and prayed in the language of elves.

And it didn't take long.

The red comet sank heavily into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

thump.

There was a dull sound, and the sound heard from here was not as good as the sound of the craftsmen drilling drills behind them.Even on the battlefield where gold and iron fight, it is easy to be ignored, and the people who are fighting will not think of it.

The legion is still trapped in an endless battle, and every resistance shakes their footsteps. Even though the strong performance of the godheads bears most of the pressure for them, their morale still falls to the bottom.

"Can we... really win?"

The blood-stained knight knelt on the ground. Even if the line hadn't collapsed, the gun in his hand was broken, and the shield was also cracked. In the vast expanse of wandering souls in his field of vision, he couldn't see the meaning of persevering.

At this moment, the ground suddenly bounced.

Everyone on the battlefield, including Wandering Soul, was immediately thrown into the sky as if kicked up by a mountain, tens of meters above the ground in an instant.

"!!!!!!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

This directly lifted the spirits of the people on the battlefield, not referring to morale boosting, but literally.

The people who could delay the attack immediately used all their spells and props, and all the people fell to the ground on their backs. John even saw the mine drills they built flying up.

"careful!"

With a bang, the ore drill fell directly onto the heads of a group of wandering souls from the center. Compared with the legion, the wandering souls with slightly clumsy limbs couldn't even get up for a while.

The field became a little quiet for a while, and the knights rubbed their heads, inexplicably gaining some breathing room.

"Wh...what's the situation?" Someone asked wonderingly.

How come the battle was called to stop when it was said to stop in the middle?
The knights and adventurers re-arranged their formations, and when they saw the ore drills slanted and landed on the ground, there was a faint sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

"Could it be that... the magic weapon is going to march towards the Crownless City?!"

This answer immediately panicked the surroundings, and everyone looked around. If the weapons were activated at this time and they were still besieged by wandering spirits, they would have to return to Wuguan City on the back of the magic weapons.

However, before anyone could make a move, the ground trembled again.

This time everyone had experience, but they still couldn't guard against it. They were bumped up like being bumped by a spoon, and flew away again.

"What the hell!!"

"What exactly is going on!"

Elufa opened the buoyancy barrier of the lake, which slightly stabilized the posture of the crowd, but the scene that followed made her unprepared, and the horizon was rapidly shifting.

This means that the magic weapon is tilted to one side, and from the direction, it looks like it is sitting directly back in Tietong Ridge.

The entire mountain-like figure fell backwards, causing everyone on it to be tilted at a large angle, as if they were on a cliff. The knights grabbed the stones on the ground, or stuck their swords into the soil and hung them. The wandering souls who were so difficult before fell down like falling off a cliff, and left the field of vision in a flash.

"???"

After chasing and killing them all the way, how can they get rid of them like this?

The people in each team were a little confused. One second they were still on the verge of life and death, and the next second all the enemies who threatened them jumped off the cliff. This...

...Is there such a thing?
But all this was not the end. The teams under the magical weapon ran out of range one after another desperately, watching the huge weapon sit on the Tietong Ridge, the ground roared and shook the entire landscape, and the underground palace below was broken into pieces.

Kamesh: "..."

After being separated from the demon general, the dwarf king happened to come to the underground to support him. He originally thought about whether he could save a brick and a half, but now it seems...

There is no need to erect a monument.

After the quake, everyone choked on the smoke and kept their eyes on the huge magic weapon, for fear that it would suddenly jump up and jump out of the range of Tietongling.

And under such gaze.

Suddenly there was a dull moaning sound in the air, like some kind of plaintive appeal, the limit that could no longer be endured, the loud sound echoed between the walls of Tietong Ridge.

"Hmm———"

This voice seemed to be able to deeply understand the pain in that voice, and everyone's backs went numb when they heard it, and their hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

And the following picture made the eyes of everyone under the magic weapon suddenly widen.

Whoa-! !

At an unknown location, a huge flood broke through the ground, pouring down like a dam break, and smashed out head-on.

"It's an attack! The magic weapon launched a flood attack on us!!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Run away!"

The flood came overwhelmingly, and the legion that hadn't come to escape was swept away immediately. Kamesh was rushed far away holding his axe, yelling in horror, surrounded by members who were rushing forward in the ocean current like him.

Originally, they were glad that they didn't have to be like those squads on the back of the weapon, so that the bile would come out, but now they only regret why they were at the bottom.

"Where is it going to wash us!!?"

"This water must be poisonous!"

"Dwarves can't swim!!"

Kamesh held the ax and went straight down the river, but soon he found something was wrong, because the thrust behind him suddenly increased a lot.

"What!!!"

With a burst of turbulent thrust, the flood suddenly turned into a torrent, from a trickle to a straight jet, and hit heavily on the southern mountain of Tietong Ridge.

boom -

The mountain rock was roared and crashed by the huge thrust, and half of the mountainside shook.

And the water is still going up.

The magic weapon seemed to fall down after sitting down, and the jet of water rose higher and higher, and then crossed the range of mountains and hazes, surging towards the sky.

Chirp-!
The team that climbed to the top of the sloping magic weapon watched in astonishment as the thick stream of water rose all the way to the south, crossed an unreasonable distance, and poured boldly onto the plain on the outskirts of the Crownless City.

"This... Could it be that it wants to hit the Crownless City directly with water?"

"Is there anything special about this water? There must be some purpose for doing this!"

Elufa, who climbed up slowly, heard the discussion of the people next to him, and watched the scene silently with a dark face.

"..."

This is really quite spectacular.

And no matter where he is, as long as the main lord of the legion who can see this scene, sighs, he silently thinks of a name in his heart.

...As expected of you.

(End of this chapter)