I have a Synthesizer

Klein didn't respond to Qian Xun. It wasn't just that it would be difficult to win. In his opinion, there was absolutely no chance of winning in this war between Tairreira and Grandoke.

"Okay, I'll prepare myself. Oh, right, Lord Ehecatl, have you decided whether or not you want to come to the surface with me?"

Ehecatl glanced at Qian Xun, then at Klein. He was also a little hesitant about who to follow.

Although Qian Xun had small dried fish, Klein would also have a lot of fresh ingredients.

So, which side should he follow?

After hesitating for about 10 seconds, Ehecatl finally chose to stand with Klein.

"I'm sorry, Qian Xun, I've decided to go down with Klein to take a look. For so many years, I've been staying in the same place. Although Klein tricked me this time, he also woke me up.

This era has changed. Some people, some things, are different from our era.

If I don't re-recognize this world, even if I still have the function of the Outer God, I will only be eliminated by this world.

So, thank you for harming me all these years, allowing me to grow. Goodbye, Qian Xun."

Ehecatl's words were actually a bit annoying. Klein wanted to laugh but didn't know if he should. It was better not to say anything at this time.

Qian Xun, with her arms crossed, indeed had a dark face and turned her head away with dissatisfaction.

"Whatever, anyway, you already know this place. After leaving a mark, you can come back anytime."

After hearing Qian Xun's words, Klein also gave up the plan to bring Qian Xun to the surface.

Qian Xun's ability is very special. She is an existence that possesses a knowledge base that benefits mankind.

Such an ability should not participate in this meaningless war. If Qian Xun accidentally dies in battle, it would be a loss to all of humanity.

Although Klein is not a great man, he still wants to preserve this seed of technology that is Qian Xun.

Regardless of the final outcome of this war, he didn't want Qian Xun to participate in it.

"Okay, we're leaving, Qian Xun. See you later."

Klein grabbed Ehecatl next to him, waved to Qian Xun, and flew down from one end of the floating island.

......

Surface, Belga Fortress.

"What's the situation?"

Oluen asked his adjutant. At this time, the adjutant was also at a loss. The battle damage ratio had reached an extreme point of 1:5 or even 1:6.

If this battle damage ratio was placed at other times, Oluen would definitely hold a celebration banquet with a smile, but at this time, he couldn't smile at all.

The battle situation was too tragic. Grandoke soldiers fell like rows of straw.

But the Grandoke people's footsteps did not stop at all, and were even more crazy than before.

Oluen was a little panicked. The reinforcements from the Western and Southern territories had not yet arrived. If Belga Fortress was breached at this time, then the entire Grandoke army would drive straight in and rush into Tairreira.

Such a result was unacceptable to both the Tairreira royal family and the Empress.

"Father, we can't wait any longer."

The city wall was already in imminent danger. At this time, Oluen only had two choices.

The first was to retreat, abandon Belga Fortress, and save his own life.

Doing so was a gamble, betting that the Empress would not directly kill him at this critical point in the battle.

The second choice was to defend to the end and continue street fighting with the Grandoke soldiers.

They were all Tairreira people, and they were definitely more familiar with Belga Fortress than the Grandoke people.

Continuing street fighting in Belga Fortress and persisting until the last moment was the best destination for many soldiers.

"Pass down my order, everyone pick up their weapons and prepare to fight the Grandoke bastards to the end."

With Oluen's order, the others shouted frantically.

"For Tairreira!"

"For Tairreira!"

"For Tairreira!"

Carol next to Qian Yu frowned slightly. Her eyesight was excellent, and looking far in the direction of the Grandoke army, she had already discovered 6 legion generals.

If these legion generals all participated in the war, it would mean that Belga Fortress would have to face 6 super-order powerhouses at the same time.

Although the current Belga Fortress has Oluen, Esmond, Holy Heart, Roger, Katie, Puyol, and herself as seven super-orders, the actual situation is different.

Oluen is too slippery, and Holy Heart's magic power was exhausted before, and has not fully recovered until now.

Roger even charged into the Grandoke Fourth Legion with Klein and destroyed the magic fusion device.

The combat power of these people is uncontrollable, and may not even reach the normal super-order level.

Moreover, the super-orders of Grandoke are definitely not as simple as the legion generals. They are just the super-orders of Grandoke on the surface. No one knows how many masters are hidden in the dark.

In addition, the number of Grandoke soldiers has probably exceeded ten times the number of Tairreira soldiers. Once a protracted war breaks out.

Even super-order powerhouses cannot resist the continuous consumption of soldiers.

As long as any super-order powerhouse entangles them, then their result will definitely be death.

"Your Highness, at this time I think we should evacuate. The result of Grandoke launching a general attack will definitely be the destruction of Belga Fortress, there will be no exceptions."

Qian Yu did not answer Carol's words. As the commander of the Northern Territory, she knew the situation of Belga Fortress at this time better than anyone else.

What Carol said was not a problem. The current Belga Fortress is already on the verge of destruction.

Unless the reinforcements from the Southern and Western Territories arrive at this time, otherwise, there is absolutely no possibility of resisting the Grandoke attack.

But Qian Yu was still unwilling to leave like this. She said to Carol:

"Lord Carol, with your speed, even if the Grandoke people rush into Belga Fortress, you have the confidence to take me away, right?"

"So, your speed is very fast, there's no need to worry so much. Let's wait and see, maybe there will be a turning point?"

"But... Your Highness."

Carol wanted to say something more, but Qianyu had already raised her hand to interrupt her. Knowing Qianyu, Carol knew that once Her Highness made a decision, she would not change it.

"Alright, Your Highness, but I have one last request. Once the Grand Duke people launch a general attack, you must come with me.

If Your Highness still refuses to leave by then, even if it means offending you, I will directly attack you."

Qianyu nodded woodenly.

"Okay, if it really doesn't work out, I will leave with you. Don't worry, how could I possibly die in a place like this."

...

"Boom!"

The already cracked city wall of Belga Fortress was directly shattered by a super-order magic, and the expressions of the soldiers on the city wall began to become wooden.

What does the shattering of the city wall mean? Although they can still rely on the barricades to continue fighting, the Grand Duke soldiers' desperate charge and their mage corps' indiscriminate long-range attacks made the defending soldiers feel terrified.

At this moment, the morale of Belga Fortress had plummeted to the extreme.

Just when everyone was disheartened, Olrun, who had always been unwilling to take charge, actually stood up. He walked onto the city wall, picked up his greatsword, and shouted:

"Whether you are soldiers from the Eastern Border or the Northern Border, whether you are scattered rangers or students from the Royal Academy, at this moment, we have reached a critical point for the survival of Tyrreria.

Once the Grand Duke breaks through Belga, the heartland of our country will be wide open.

The cruel Grand Duke people will kill our families, relatives, friends, lovers, everything will be destroyed by them.

Therefore, at this moment, we cannot retreat. We must let the Grand Duke people know that Tyrreria will fight to the death and will not retreat."

With Olrun as their leader, the morale of the Belga soldiers was immediately boosted.

They also raised the weapons in their hands and shouted with Olrun:

"For Tyrreria!"

Olrun raised his greatsword and unleashed a vacuum slash, and the enemies pouring in through the gap in the city wall were immediately scattered, with a large number of soldiers being cut in two by the super-order slash.

Ordinary professionals are still too fragile in front of super-order powerhouses.

Olrun's battle did not stop. He kept waving his greatsword, and his slashes completely suppressed the Grand Duke's offensive. This is the deterrent power of a super-order greatswordsman.

The Grand Duke's professional charge was actually blocked by Olrun alone.

However, the attack at this time would definitely not be as simple as a melee professional's charge. After Mr. Olrun, the Grand Duke's First Army had already begun to assemble a mage formation.

The leader of the First Army began to issue orders.

"Aim at the gap in the Belga city wall and start releasing indiscriminate magic attacks. Aim carefully and try to consume Olrun's power as much as possible."

"Yes!"

With the order of the general of the First Army, a barrage of fireballs rained down on the city wall of Belga Fortress.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Without the protection of the magic barrier, a fortress was completely turned into a target. The mages' attacks had a clear target, and flames and explosions began to ravage Belga at this time.

Esmonde looked at the overwhelming number of Grand Duke soldiers and already had the intention to retreat.

"If this continues, it won't last long. Even I, if I face such an encirclement, I won't be able to survive.

Does Belga Fortress have any means to turn the tide at this time?"

Esmonde had not considered connecting to the world of magic origin points and then using arcane barrage rain to solve the pressure on Belga Fortress.

He is a very secretive person and would not expose his trump cards at this time unless absolutely necessary.

Using arcane barrage rain to help Belga Fortress now would only result in all the Grand Duke super-orders remembering his name, Esmonde, and everyone would be wary of him.

Even King-level powerhouses would pay attention to him at this time, which is the most unacceptable thing for Esmonde.

His goal is not to help Tyrreria win, his goal is to become the new king.

At this point, Esmonde had already figured out one thing, whether the Grand Duke's king makes the first move or the Empress makes the first move.

For him, the result is almost the same, as long as a King-level powerhouse falls, then he will have the opportunity to become the new king.

Therefore, taking action at this time is not the right choice, the right choice is to wait.

Esmonde's forbearance caused the Belga Fortress's defenses to collapse rapidly.

Now, Belga only has Esmonde and Saintheart as super-order mages.

Although Progette also has abilities and strength similar to super-order mages, she is actually a magic warrior and cannot be considered a pure mage.

Moreover, Progette is similar to Esmonde, they cannot fight for Tyrreria, her purpose is to take back the bottle from Esmonde, other things can be postponed.

Klein's team, when Klein is not around, Lilith naturally takes over the command authority.

Although Katy is stronger, she is not very familiar with the members of Klein's team.

"It seems that we can only retreat!"

Lilith said somewhat sullenly. She is a native of Tyrreria, and the thinking of a soldier gives her a sense of honor in defending the country.

Fighting for Tyrreria is something that has long been engraved in her bones, but now, in order to preserve the strength of Klein's subordinates, she cannot let these people be buried here.

"Prepare and let's go. If we continue to stay here, we will also be in great danger."

Everyone was silent. Except for Aiyi, who is a Grand Duke as a bottled creature, the others are basically people from Tyrreria.

Not to mention anything else, Tyrreria's patriotic education is still good. At this time, Belga Fortress is about to be destroyed, and even Gwen, who has become Klein's bottled creature, is somewhat sad.

"I wonder what will happen in the country after the fall of Belga Fortress," Mira murmured.

Katy rubbed her daughter's hair and made a summary of the current situation.

"This is no longer something we can handle. Even Klein can't intervene in such a dialogue.

In this scale of war, individual power has become very small. Even super-order powerhouses cannot influence the outcome of the war.

Unless a master of the level of the Nine Kings takes action, otherwise, Tyrreria will undoubtedly be defeated."