Lord Roar

Chapter 224 Hello Little Tete

Rooney gently slapped Allen with his hand, and said in a low voice, "We will have no chance if we break through the gate in a while."

"Well! Let's talk about the situation."

Archbishop Lando in red was holding the reduced version of the holy father's code in his hand, and began to chant the spells of the divine light system. Unfortunately, this time is different from the past, and the elemental confinement circle jointly cast by Priest Beamon has not yet dissipated.

The magical elements gathered around Lando are so few that it can't even condense a low-level holy light ball.

Rooney shook his head secretly. As he used to be an undercover agent in the southern diocese, he still knew something about Cardinal Lando.

Compared with another archbishop in red, Lando is obviously more ambitious and unrealistic, but the most important thing is that Lando does not have any military talent.

If when the Beamon army had just attacked the southern parish, Lando and another red-clothed archbishop led the temple paladins and cathars to rush into the Beamon army formation and kill a few priests, it would be impossible for the magic power to imprison the circle maximum effect.

This kind of confinement circle takes a long time to cast. Based on Rooney's understanding of Lando, this guy must be sticking to the city gate, and the other cardinal definitely has the same idea as Rooney, but it's a pity that he didn't It's just a success, the corpse is probably cold now.

Rooney turned his head and looked in the direction of the rear military tent, thinking of the No. 1 handsome Mourinho in Bimon, his heart was very complicated.

Mourinho is worthy of being Mourinho. The first batch of teleportation arrays teleported the lion and tiger guards, pretending to attack the gate of the Holy Light Castle to buy time for the second batch of sacrifices.

After the second batch of sacrifices arrived, they continued to set up the teleportation battle flags for the wolf cavalry to open up the teleportation array.

After the wolf cavalry arrived, the lion and tiger imperial guards pretended to retreat, while another cardinal in red from the Fort of Holy Light rushed out of the Fort of Holy Light in order to destroy the teleportation array. As a result, he fell into the arms of Mourinho and died among the rebellious army.

One of the red-clothed archbishops with the highest cultivation level died, and Mourinho no longer had any scruples. After the large-scale teleportation legion entered the war, the Beamon priests no longer had any scruples. Fortress of Light has become a lonely city that is not working every day.

Up to this point, the overall situation had come to an end, and Beamon had only consumed some raw teleportation stones in addition to losing hundreds of Pyg orc warriors who acted as cannon fodder.

What about the southern parishes?The two red-clothed archbishops hung one, hundreds of cathars were wiped out, all the temple knights were separated, and the Holy Light Castle became an isolated city, and it was only a matter of time before it fell.

Looking at Lando on the top of the city wall who was still determined to summon the divine light elements, Rooney shook his head in contempt.

At this time, a bow and arrow with a thick arm shot towards the city like a streamer.

Langningt raised his broadsword horizontally in his busy schedule, barely blocking the shooting star-like bow and arrow.

The special arrow shattered the broadsword and pierced Lando's eyebrows.

The three finger-thick arrows instantly turned Lando's head into a watermelon that fell to the ground from the second and eighth floors, torn apart.

"What a lot of strength!" Allen had extraordinary eyesight after blessing the dragon power. Looking back, he saw Mourinho, who was at least a thousand yards away, still maintaining the posture of bowing, and the thin cloak behind him was fluttering in the wind. On the fully opened white wings, bursts of silver light shone.

"Damn!" Allen whispered in a terrified voice: "This shit is about to dare to go to the magic archer. The magic archer doesn't have such a long range, does it?"

Rooney was also amazed, and murmured: "Bless the power of the priest, and attach the power of the priest to the crossbow. Mourinho's priest has a high level of cultivation?"

Rooney knows these temple paladins in the southern diocese better than Allen, especially Ronningt. The broadsword of the chief temple paladin is a divine soldier blessed by the Pope himself with the power of faith.

As a result, Mourinho was so far away, and just shot through Longningt's broadsword with an ordinary heavy arrow?And castrated and shot Lando in the head?What kind of arm strength and sacrificial power does this require?

"Mourinho! Mourinho! Mourinho! Mourinho! Wansheng!" The nearly Wanbimon army roared Mourinho's name, their morale was high.

The harpies hovering in mid-air swooped down to the top of the lion and tiger guards and kept shouting: "Mourinho has ordered that the tiger guards storm the main gate, climb up the city wall and open the gate from the inside. The lion prince and the wolf The cavalry guarded the other two side doors, not allowing anyone to escape, and the piggies retreated to the rear of the central army to meet the enemy."

More than a dozen princes of the tiger clan who could not bear it any longer handed the weapons in their hands to the followers behind them, and began to climb the city wall like dexterous apes.

"Respond to the enemy? Didn't the teleportation array in the southern parish lose its effect? ​​Where did they get reinforcements?" Allen looked at Rooney with some doubts and said, "No matter, you find a chance to run and tell Conslet that they will go back to the camp to prepare for the enemy. "

Rooney wanted to refuse, but he turned into a werewolf at this time, wearing the costume of the Lion Guard, so he had no choice but to retreat with the other Lion princes.

Now, there was no one on the city wall except Ronningt. All the surviving priests of the Holy Light organized the believers in the castle to gather under the statue of the Holy Father and pray on their knees.

Seeing the liger and tiger guards start to climb one by one, Langningt seemed indifferent, with his arms hanging down slightly, and he stood motionless on the spot.

The first one to climb to the wall was a Prince of the Tiger Clan. After jumping high on the wall, he didn't stop at all, and jumped towards Lang Ningte who was standing still.

Seeing that the tiger prince's claws were about to grab Ronningt, the chief templar paladin of the southern diocese actually went straight up, his figure also flashed, and he grabbed Ronningt with both hands.

Two guys of similar stature collided in the air, and the tiger prince's right hand claw grabbed Longnet's shoulder, penetrating three points into the flesh.

And Langningt's right hand also grabbed the tiger prince's left paw, twisting the opponent's entire arm with a little force.

Ronnett shot like lightning again, his right hand changed to a chop, and he chopped off the opponent's arm that was still grasping his shoulder.

"Ha!" Lonnet yelled, grabbing the opponent's two arms with both hands, and tearing them hard, the two arms sprayed with blood mist were torn off by him, and the sprayed blood covered his face.

The old priest, who was watching the battle on the city wall from a thousand yards away, clapped his palms lightly, and said to a staff member of the fox clan beside him: "There are such brave men living in the southern parish, whose strength is comparable to that of an elephant man. In a short time, a prince of the tiger clan was abolished."

The Fox Clan staff officer said disdainfully, "It's just a dying struggle."

After kicking the tiger prince who had lost both arms off the city wall, Langningt stood still on the spot again, looking at the second liger and tiger guard who climbed up to the city wall with his eyes like lightning.

The second person to climb up was also a prince of the tiger clan, who was obviously shocked by the scene just now.

Also as a tiger prince, he was very aware of his companion's brute strength. Even if he couldn't compare with the Hercules Olefin Elephant Warrior, he was still much stronger than a Bear Bear.

The opponent was just a human race, and it was obvious from the traces on his armor that he had been fighting for a long time.

Hearing is very sensitive, the tiger prince also noticed the opponent's heavy breathing and the beating sound of the heart, so a human warrior with a strong bow and crossbow can kill a companion in the blink of an eye?
The tiger prince was very smart and did not act rashly, but waited for other companions.

More and more lion and tiger guards jumped onto the city wall and looked at Longnett warily.

And Langningt didn't take the initiative to make a move, he stood still and kept recovering his strength.

When more than 20 liger and tiger guards all climbed to the city wall, the harpy who acted as a messenger swooped down to the ground again and shouted: "Mourinho has an order, enter the Fort of Holy Light to find No. [-] and No. [-] targets!" Task, don't waste your time."

A Tiger Clan Imperial Guard roared, "Leave this guy to the three of you, and the rest will follow me."

Langningt was a little puzzled when he heard the harpy talking about No. [-] and No. [-], but at this time, the enemy was at hand, and he couldn't care less.

"Report your name, human warrior." A tiger prince with an unusually tall stature moved his neck slowly towards Longningt.

Langningt didn't answer, and walked over with a sneer. When he was less than ten yards away from the opponent, he suddenly bent down and rushed over like a nimble cheetah.

The Prince of the Tiger Clan was caught off guard by Langningt's lazy embrace and threw him to the ground.

As a member of the royal family, and who had received cruel training since childhood, the Tiger Guards of the Tiger Clan should not have been thrown to the ground so easily by Lonnett.

It's just that Longningt's speed is too fast, as fast as a shooting star.

Because like those temple paladins who died in battle just now, he forcibly overdraws the fire of life.

With the power of faith burning vigorously in his body, the fire of life also flourished, but as the fire of life was forcibly overdrawn, his lifespan would continue to be consumed, but at this time, lifespan didn't matter to Langningt at all.

Another Tiger Clan royal was just about to step forward to help his companion, when suddenly a piercing pain hit him. When he turned his head incredulously, all he saw was the cold helmet, and a pair of emotionless eyes staring at him under the visor. he.

Feeling the constant loss of vitality, the Prince of the Tiger Clan wanted to speak out, but unfortunately, the world turned into a boundless darkness.

At this time, Longningt also solved his opponent, but at a heavy price.

When he threw his opponent down, the tiger prince's teeth bit through his forearm and bit a bloody hand from it.

However, Langningt still endured the severe pain, and his hands crushed the tiger prince's throat like iron pliers.

Feeling that the fire of life was gradually extinguishing, Langningt turned over weakly and struggled to sit on the ground. Only then did he see an unimaginable scene: the other party. . . .Actually internal strife?

After Alan succeeded in the sneak attack, he carefully put the body down, shook his right hand slightly at Longningt and said, "Hello, little Tete, do you remember me?"

(End of this chapter)