Fairy’s Box

"Huh...huh..."

Witnessing a cloud of thick black smoke rising in front of him, Annett's blood-red eyes flickered for a while, and a slight growl burst out from his throat, as if he wanted to thank him, but he didn't have the energy or heart to say it. This sentence.

In his vision of floating blood-colored light, the figure of the black-haired knight, the edge of the holy sword, and even the ugly giant monsters around him all turned into a blurred phantom, and all the sounds were continuously elongated and synthesized. A huge roar sounded in his ears.

Annett mechanically waved the battle axe, the blade ripped apart the flesh and bones in the path of the shock, and the body and soul created a strange sense of gap, as if watching his battle from another perspective.

He is too tired.

The natural disaster knight's physical strength is indeed strong, but from the attack of the king in yellow to the entry into this chaotic world, they can say that they have hardly rested, and ordinary people have been exhausted countless times.

Moreover, in the face of such a large number of Chaos Legions, they don't care about the continuous impact of life, even the Iron Man will collapse, not to mention that they are still flesh and blood.

Not everyone is as tenacious as Yale to be almost never tired.

The blood was constantly flowing on the ground, and the streams merged into a long straight river. Wounded warriors fell down constantly and were trampled into flesh and mud by monsters, becoming insignificant droplets of water in the river.

"..."

Annet bit the tip of his tongue, trying to stimulate his nerves with pain and blood. As the sweet blood melted in his mouth, a crimson fighting qi slashed out along the hand axe, taking away a piece of the monster's broken limbs.

The whole body was constantly shaking, and the knight could feel that it was the wailing of the natural disaster armament overwhelmed.

Whoosh-!

Suddenly, a dark shadow came from the side, and the short sword flashing cold light suddenly stabbed at his chest, directly piercing the natural disaster weapon, and pierced deeply into the lungs.

Intense pain pierced through his body like lightning, turning into a high-pitched roar, Annett resolutely locked the dagger with his muscles, raised an axe, and shattered the opponent's head.

With this blow, his whole body's strength was poured out, and his abdomen was instantly hooked by a giant sickle, which was pulled into the chaotic beast tide...

At this moment, Annett felt that his time was slowing down. He saw the arm of the black-haired knight stretched out. He stretched out his strength as if returning to light, and threw his fist away.

(I'm going to die, how can I drag you along.)

Immediately afterwards, countless images floated past.

"Dad, why can't I get engaged to Owena?" a half-old boy asked, crying.

"Don't rush to practice swords, eat something." An old man with a bad face threw a chicken leg.

"Teacher, I'm back." The younger self, kneeling at the tomb of the deceased teacher.

The final picture, staying on the eagle-headed sun flag of Rosevia, as the battle song sings, it still flutters high, like a bright red flame that burns forever...forever...forever...and never fall……

There was a sudden tearing pain in his limbs, and he suddenly woke up, watching his colleagues bathed in crimson flames, facing the boundless Chaos Legion, still charging forward with the posture and will. Suddenly, he smiled and closed his eyes serenely. The next second, accompanied by a deafening roar, the soaring flames exploded in the chaotic tide.

Annette is dead.

Everyone in the 199 squad took this scene into their eyes, but the Chaos Monster didn't even give them time to grieve, and another wave of violent attacks hit the crumbling front line.

boom--!

In the depths of the gray sky, a scarlet monster light suddenly erupted, and the dazzling thunder flashed violently, spreading rapidly toward the circular vortexes, and in the rumbling sound, cracked a continuous jet of light. gap.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Hundreds of gray-black beams of light descended from the sky, tearing apart the crimson flames and accurately shooting them into the cone array.

"Ahead is the core area of ​​this world!"

"Their firepower has increased."

"Sir, the firepower of the ground and the sky has been linked together!"

In the field of view of the air combat knight, not far below, is a towering hemispherical light curtain, surging with red and black ripples, and gradually spreading outwards, the interior is faintly rich in texture and hardness. black core.

On the edge of this light curtain, a long black tower stands abruptly above the plain, cutting the blood-colored halo into countless thin lines, and constantly spreading negative energy full of magic around it. The tops of these towers corresponded to the vortexes of electric light surging, constantly projecting beams of light toward the Knights of the Holy Armor.

"Sir, the enemy's firepower is too strong, we can't intercept it!"

After being blocked by two beams of light, one blue and one black, from the ground to the sky, it was difficult for the winged cavalry to exert their maneuvering advantages and could only passively deal with the shadow hunters.

The commander of the air front watched this scene, estimated the distance between his camp and the core area, and immediately contacted Major General Ebenezer through the spiritual network, and revealed his plan in full.

...

Two seconds later, the knight's pupils suddenly flashed dazzling thunder, he pulled out the air combat sword from his waist, pointed to the black minaret below, and shouted with all his strength:

"Comrades, the tower below is the enemy's last defense, let us tear open the road to victory and charge!"

"charge!"

In the hoarse roar of the knights, countless Pegasus spread their wings, like a thousand bright meteors, rowing towards the enemy's camp.

Give up shelling, give up fighting, give up air dominance, choose to rush directly from the air to the core area, destroy all the spires, this is the only thing they can do now.

Otherwise, what awaits the Legion will be total destruction.

Thousands of winged cavalry abandoned the restraint guns at the same time, pulled out their empty swords and rushed forward, forcibly cutting off the dead river where the ghost hunters gathered, and began to charge back from the end of the dead river, like a rushing waterfall hitting the pouring flood, squeezing the dead river. length.

Boom boom boom boom!

Without the winged cavalry to suppress the firepower, the density of the ghost dragon artillery fire increased greatly, and the conical formation below was madly swept away, almost engulfing the small half of the knights.

Too slow too slow...must be fast!

The commander of the air combat knights was instantly furious, and then exposed to the artillery fire of the Chaos Legion like this, when the knights rushed to the core area, how many people were left?

We can't let our military lose any more!

The archer's pupils suddenly locked on the spire with dense negative energy below, and found that there was a greater threat to the Knights than the ghost dragon, and he had to make a complete break.

"Lisa! See that spire directly below? Let's go!"

The snow-white female Pegasus responded to him with a snapping nose, her eyes shining brightly. In reality, there are few Pegasus as willful as Daisy.

boom--!

Dragging the straight white tail flame, under the suspicious gaze of the winged cavalry, he relied on his extremely flexible skills to avoid countless light cannons, traveled a distance of more than ten miles, and quickly reached the top of the minaret. .

"Lisa, go home!"

At this moment, the winged cavalry patted the back of the Pegasus, and the sound seemed to remain on the horse's back. His body had already jumped out of the sky, split the beam of light sprayed by the minaret, and hit the tower directly.

boom--!

The dazzling fire of life shook the tower, tearing it apart, and at the same time, a vortex above the sky immediately disappeared from everyone's sight.

As if nostalgic for the warmth of her companions, Lisa Tianma swooped down with a mournful cry, like a dazzling white comet, crashing straight into another spire.

boom--!

With the roar of the explosion, another vortex disappeared from the sky.

"Sir!"

This generous determination to die inspired countless warriors. Hundreds of winged cavalry immediately rushed out of the team, rushing out a light cannon regardless of their lives, and at the moment they reached the sky above the minaret, they resolutely jumped out of their horses:

"For a pure blue sky."

"For the vast expanse of blue grassland."

"For our Rosavia!"

The tragic and decisive voice of the winged cavalry reverberated in the sky, the wind whistled through the ears, and in the sky of the fire, it fell like fireworks, and the sky was full of gorgeous light.

Boom boom boom boom!

The rushing tsunami formed by the fire of life covered almost all the minarets. Under the scorching impact, everything in the range collapsed. All the towers in the core area slashed at the same time and fell into into the wildly flying dust.

With the complete disappearance of the black spire, the depths of the sky also returned to calm, the remaining winged cavalry still did not stop, quickly penetrated the billowing smoke that swept up, and slammed into the red patch with the earth-shattering roar of the Chaos Legion. Black staggered ripples.

"God bless my emperor!"

The winged cavalry spontaneously formed a large column, and their expressions were fearless, like a sword of incomparably sharp flames, burning up everything in front of them and stabbing straight into the center of the core of the world.

Bang bang bang bang!

The annihilating fires of life crashed into the red and black curtain, and the outside of the core of the world was suddenly distorted, and the barriers were squeezed to the sides like ripples, forming folds, which actually stopped the trend of expansion, a little bit. shrink inward.

...

Outside the chaotic world, countless cold stars in the sky looked down at the earth like cold sharp eyes, remembering this helpless and tragic scene.

Until the last bit of light of life disappeared, the core of chaos was still not destroyed, but their sacrifices were not worthless. The core of the entire chaos world shrunk by half, and even the number of monsters began to drop sharply.