beast god

Like a heavy hammer hitting a dozen neatly stacked crystals, almost all the magic shields in front of the arc of the sword were shattered in an instant. At least three temple priests were directly hit by the wide sword.

Cut at the waist into two pieces.

So many brave swordsmen and priests were frantically filling in the sharpest front of the sword arc, using their strength, madness and their bodies to consume the power of Douglas's sword.

Blood danced all over the sky, forming a piece of red smoke in mid-air. The sharp arc of the sword slashed through the armor and the body, making crisp sounds. The blunt sounds were intertwined together to form an extremely dull and weird sound, which made everyone stunned.

shudder!

After successively cutting open the armors and bodies of several swordsmen, and shattering the magic shield on the opposite side, the fierce momentum of the sword arc was finally completely consumed. The following swordsmen desperately held up the body of the great priest.

After retreating, more temple armed forces rushed over frantically, blocking Douglas with their bodies and lives, buying precious time for the high priest to retreat.

Douglas very much hopes to kill the high priest, but the situation doesn't seem to be going well.

The combatants of the temple desperately defended the high priest. Every time Douglas took a step forward, countless swordsmen would fight to the death. Now Douglas has become the target of all temple priests, and countless magic lights streaked across the dim sky.

, dense bursts of magic exploded around him.

The swordsmen and priests of the temple spared no effort to stop Douglas from pursuing the high priest.

The various magics such as thunder bombs, ice guns, thunder cracks, etc. have made Douglas tired to deal with it. In the process of fighting with the high priest, he has already consumed too much strength and energy. Now Douglas is at the end of his life.

, if the Kent warriors and elf allies behind them hadn't rushed to the rescue, whether they could have escaped unscathed would have been a question.

The defeat of the high priest immediately caused a very obvious change in the fierce battle.

Because Douglas attracted a large part of the firepower and attention, the Kent warriors in other directions seized the opportunity to rush and fight fiercely, quickly breaking through the temple's defense line, and breaking through at an unprecedented speed!

No one paid attention to the injured temple priest, and he would be hacked to death by the Kent warriors before he could retreat. Countless priests knew that the situation was irreversible, and they roared and used the tactic of "burning themselves and exploding" to kill them all.

He accumulated all the magic power in his body and blasted his own body to pieces. At the same time, he also blasted the Kent soldiers who were coming forward, causing them to bend forward and backward, covered with bruises.

Although Douglas defeated the high priest and changed the entire battle situation, the bravery of the temple priests and swordsmen, as well as their desperate tactics, prevented a one-sided massacre on the battlefield, and prevented the retreat from turning into a rout!

I have to admit that the priests and swordsmen of the temple have very high fighting qualities and tenacious will, but this is a life and death contest between the two camps. It is the embodiment of divine warfare in the mortal world. There is no bravery or tenacity.

Meaning, unless one party falls completely, the battle will not end, but will become more bloody and tragic!

While the remaining swordsmen and priests were covering the high priest's retreat into the temple, the square had become a mess. Scrolls that had been treasured for many years were torn out, and various magics roared amidst shouts and screams.

Then, magical rays of different colors burst out, and the dozens of Daoge warriors who had just rushed over were pierced by ground thorns, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

A very high-level priest released a flame barrier, and three criss-crossing flames spread among the Kent warriors, burning the orcs at the front and screaming, and at the same time preventing the wave from behind.

The Red Arms.

The timing and use of this magic were perfect, even the angle and direction were calculated just right, but it ignored the crazy momentum and indomitable madness of the Kent warriors who were not afraid of death.

Even burning in flames cannot stop them from moving forward.

Figures screamed wildly, breaking through the barrier of flames with shields on their backs, and rushed to the high-level priest's side with burning flames on their bodies.

The priest was trapped in a sea of ​​melee fighters, and his chance of survival was extremely close to zero. He barely escaped a violent blow from a large axe, and his head was hit by a meteor hammer the size of a helmet.

The huge and hard bolas with countless barbs was like tightening the soft dough that had just been fermented. It easily shot out the brains of the priest's head. Before the corpse fell, five or six swords came from different places.

Cutting in the direction, with the weird sound of chopping rags, the priest's body had been broken into more than a dozen pieces, and the blood soaked into the scattered internal organs. The magic flames quickly consumed the blood and minced meat.

Burnt to coke, in such a bloody scene, the hot breath is all that hits your face, but there is no smell of blood in the air!

Another temple swordsman wearing an iron helmet was directly hit on the head with a heavy giant hammer. The moment the helmet and skull were dented together, his eyes flew out of his eye sockets, and a large amount of water suddenly spurted out from his ears and nose.

Pengxuemist...

Despite the heavy casualties, the Kent warriors still stared at the fierce magical attacks of the temple priests, forcing them to retreat continuously!

In front of the crazy Kent army, there was no doubt about the temple's defeat. The priests who surrounded the high priest's retreat shouted loudly: "Master high priest, the Kent orcs are about to attack the temple!"

"The evil Kent heretic is about to blaspheme the dignity of the Lord God. Please think of a way!"

"Master High Priest, if we don't stop them, everything will be over!"

The high priest watched helplessly as more and more Kent orcs crossed the square and were knocking down the statue of the main god standing in the center of the square, knowing that the temple's fall was irreversible.

The priests and swordsmen of the temple are not cowards. Facing the brave and crazy enemies, they fight to the death and sacrifice with blood. However, none of this can stop the Kent orcs from destroying the temple. At most, it only delays it.

Just a little time.

The survival of the temple and the glory of the Lord God have reached the final moment. They have tried their best, but they still cannot save it.

The high priest closed his eyes in pain and murmured: "It's too late. We can no longer stop Kent's heresy. As the most loyal believers of the Lord God, we can only be reduced to ashes in the fire of the temple.

Finally, let our souls return to the embrace of the Lord God. If there is anything we can do at the end, it is - pray!"