Summoning the Holy Sword

Metzel is already exhausted.

The long sword in his hand has never been so heavy, and every time he swings it, he seems to have exhausted his last strength. Now he can't even see the figures of the enemy and his companions in front of him. He just wielded the sword mechanically. , Cut to the shadow in front of himself, this is the only countermeasure he remembers. Delno uses his holy fire to resist the enemy's attack, and they are in turn responsible for destroying those monsters that break through the silver and white flame barrier. But how long can it last? Metzel doesn't know. He can't even grasp the passage of time now. It's a second, a minute now? Still an hour? This question has no meaning to Metzel. Originally they thought it was just an attack from undead, and as long as they could stop it, there would be no problem. But this is not the case. The steady stream of undead creatures attacking on them has already made the mercenaries tired and exhausted. At this moment, their bodies and spirits have reached their limit under this tremendous pressure.

"Wow!"

The screams in his ears sounded, which made Metzer, who was already conscious of a bit hazy, shivered. He barely recovered, but what he saw was another companion screaming at him from the silver and white flame barrier. The blackened and scorched arm tearing and pulling out. He twisted his body desperately and stretched his arms towards Metzer in despair, but before Metzer responded, the other party had completely disappeared at the other end of the flame barrier.

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah !!!"

The harsh screams started, and then they were completely swallowed by the roar of the undead.

"I can't hold it long, Metzel."

The soft voice of the war angel sounded, he clenched his sword firmly, but at this moment, his face was already pale or even a little iron-blue. And seeing his appearance, another girl dressed as an archer hurried forward, stretched out her hands and whispered something, and then a soft light shrouded the angel of war, which made the angel of war originally The bad complexion has eased a bit, but it is only a drop in the bucket.

"Metzel, do you still have a way? Think of a way, if you go on like this, everyone will be dead !!! You know, in addition to those undead, there are those terrible metal monsters!"

"I…………………"

Hearing his companion's anxious words, Metzel frowned, his brain was still groggy, and in the face of this scene, the young swordsman had completely lost his squareness. He didn't know what to do, nor Know what to do. But he can't give up. As the captain of a team, Metzer knows very well that in any case, he can't give up his responsibility as a captain, otherwise, they will definitely die immediately.

"What do we have left now?"

"There is nothing left, Metzel."

The girl spread her hands and looked anxious and helpless.

"We only have weapons. My flame arrows and explosion arrows have been used up. What can we do next?"

Do something? I hope to know the answer better than you, at least if we know what we are going to do, then the only question left is how to do it. But now, Metzel feels that he doesn't even know what to do, but even so, he has no intention of giving up and insists on it anyway.

"Keep on! Everybody shrinks the defense, Lord Delno, please retreat a little, don't be prepared for such a large area!"

In any case, to live, first of all, to live for an extra moment, this is not out of honor, self-esteem, but just human survival instinct. Even if faced with incomparable despair, it is necessary to persevere until the end. Those who give up their lives first face death. But if you stick to it, there may be a turn for the better.

Upon hearing Metzer's order, the crowd backed up again and narrowed the defensive circle. This immediately squeezed them into the final corner. There was nothing to protect them except the tall and heavy walls. But at this moment, even this city wall has become their enemy. They can't escape from here at all, they can only fight against their last protection and despair.

"Drink ah ah ah ah!"

The young swordsman yelled again at the skull of a skeleton soldier who broke through the flame barrier and ripped in, but this time he was not able to divide the opponent's head into two. Instead, his length The sword was deeply stuck in the gap of the skull, and it could not be swung down completely.

bad! !!

Feeling the strong pull in his hand, Metzel hurriedly loosened his hands, and at this moment, the sword in his hand was immediately “pulled out” by the undead creature, if Metzel did not let go in time I am afraid that now he has completely become the mouth of an undead creature like his companion just now.

But now, this confrontation is the last trace of power consumed by the young swordsman. He sat paralyzed on the ground, his hands dropped to his side, his arms had completely lost his intuition, and he could not even lift it.

"Metzel!"

Seeing Metzell falling to the ground, the **** the other side immediately screamed in horror, and at this time, the angel of war seemed unable to hold on anymore, and his body flickered, and the flame barrier in front of him became thin again. Seeing this scene, the fear and despair that finally could not be suppressed finally appeared in the eyes of the people who were persisting-did they work hard for so long, and in the end, could not escape the shadow of death?

And just then, suddenly, a flash of light flashed.

The blurred magical light flashed on the ground for a moment, and then, a low bell sounded.

The bell?

Maybe it's dead, or it's been given up. At this moment, everyone is no longer worried about the monsters that are almost about to fall in front of them. Instead, they turn their heads and look at the bell tower that is not far away --- dull The bell sounded from there. The bell tower could still make a sound ......... Now everyone is not even thinking about their own life and death, but began to think of such strange questions.

But at this moment, they suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

The light of magic flashed, and then those undead creatures that were attacking forward stopped for a moment, turning back as if they felt something dangerous, but this was only a moment, and soon, they turned around again, Looking back at their prey—the living life, the dazzling soul fire, is exactly what they desire to destroy.

The tide of death was pushing forward again. At this moment, the war angel finally softened and fell to his knees. At this time, the silver flame barrier finally disappeared completely.

Is that so far?

Watching the figures of their most trusted companions finally fell, the crowd could not help closing their eyes, waiting for the imminent death.

And at this moment, suddenly, a clear yell came.

"It's too early to want to sleep, is it?"

"Hey?"

Hearing this strange voice, the mercenaries opened their eyes in surprise, and at this moment, they happened to see Annie falling from the sky.

The girl fell down from the air, and the heavy gold shield in her hand ruthlessly hit the ground, and the violent shock wave radiated forward. She pushed those undead creatures upside down for a while, and then the girl lifted the shield. The green wind element immediately twined around the shield, and then Annie sighed and pushed forward.

"boom!!"

The whirling whirlwind erupted from the shield, sweeping the undead flying backwards, and the densely packed undead were now blown away as if the leaves were swept by the wind, but it was just a blink of an eye. Originally, The space full of undead was immediately swept away, forming a huge blank.

"Whew ... but that's it."

Annie withdrew her shield and looked at the damage she was causing. She smiled and said. Then she turned back and looked at the mercenaries who were sitting on the ground, afraid that they could not understand what was happening now, and blinked at them.

"It looks like you are working hard, but don't worry, the leader said that he will save you, now you can rest assured."

"Leader?"

Hearing the girl's words, the crowd could not help raising their heads and looked in the direction that Annie's gaze was looking at. Then, they saw a young man in a black dress, walking slowly from the other side of the square Came to his own direction.

"..............."

Obviously the young man was just single, but at this moment, those undead creatures turned around neatly. They did not even look at Annie and the mercenaries anymore, but focused on the black man in front of them. There was a chilling, low-pitched roar in his throat.

"It's really nostalgic. I didn't expect to have to fight again. That's okay. Let me taste the difference between the authentic copy and the original brush."

Speaking of which, Rhode reached out his hands.

Gorgeous, huge summoning circle instantly appeared under his feet, countless magic lines extended from Rhodes left and right hands, and soon after he assembled into a huge summoning circle at his feet, soon, several Cards emerged from them, forming a circle that enveloped Rhodes. At this time, the undead seemed to perceive the danger was coming, and they all turned their heads, and then roared and rushed to Rhode.

At this time, Rhodes's outstretched hands were slammed hard.

"Snapped!"

Along with Rhode's action, all the cards spinning and floating around him were broken, and then one by one emerged from it. Red flames, dark smoke, sparks of lightning and white flawless glory enveloped Rhodes as a whole. But this is not the end. Just as the card broke, a golden halo erupted from Rhode's body and spread out around him. It was just a moment's effort to surround the entire square.

Taboo halo, start.

(To be continued)