My Empire

The white-robed man who rushed over stopped his figure, and then was enveloped by dense firepower.

The battle in front of him was not a surprise attack by the white-robed man, so the previous white-robed man's attack as if entering a man's realm did not appear again.

This place is the preset battlefield of the Airanhill Empire, and here is also the most elite combat power on the front line of the Ailanhill Empire.

If such an encirclement and suppression can eventually allow the white-robed **** waiters to escape, then the myth of the invincibility of the Ailan Hill Empire is really bragging.

"Boom!" A white-robed **** waiter was finally overwhelmed, and was smashed under the siege of many heavy armored grenadiers of the Ailan Hill Empire. He couldn't control the restless magic in his body, and eventually exploded into a ball of flames.

Just beside the flames, two senior black-robed wizards of Ailan Hill quickly passed by. They both flicked a bewildered white-robed **** waiter from left to right, suppressing each other frequently and backing off.

In this battle to encircle and suppress the servants of the gods, the magicians of Ailan Hill showed great enthusiasm as if they were beaten with blood.

They have just been questioned because of the faintness of the Norma Empire and the Eternal Empire, and they know that they have been enveloped by the crisis of confidence that has arisen. So they believe that they should seize every opportunity to prove their loyalty.

Of course, proving loyalty is only a small part, and the magicians of Ailan Hill are also proving that they are "useful"! They deeply know that if they can't prove their existence value, then the identity of the magician will be banned by the Ailan Hill Empire sooner or later!

Therefore, these magicians immediately rushed to the battlefield non-stop after learning that the waiter had appeared on the front line to participate in such a large-scale encirclement and suppression of the waiter.

In this siege, the magicians of Ailan Hill tried their best to prove their bravery and loyalty.

Two magicians flanked the poor waiter from left to right. In the end, one slashed the sword guarded by the waiter, and the other seized the opportunity and caused fatal damage to the other side.

The two of them retreated quickly, looking at the white-robed **** waiter who had begun to swell in front of them, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The other party was not easy to deal with, and the two great magisters also spent a lot of time before they barely found a chance to succeed. If it's not that the other party has been seriously injured, maybe the two of them will have to work more.

On the other side, the white-robed **** waiter who was stopped by the heavy-armored grenadier was intercepted again. He shielded his figure with a long sword, staggered and stood up, facing the seven or eight heavy armored grenadiers in front of him.

He knew that the armors worn by the Ailan Hill soldiers in front of him were weird, but at this time he didn't have time to study what these dangerous enemies were wearing.

The **** waiter adjusted his state, then shook his arm and condensed into a huge magic circle in front of him. He shouted a fireball technique, and instantly spewed a large number of fireballs from the magic circle.

The heavy armored grenadiers of Ailan Hill did not dare to be careless, and immediately condensed a magical defense barrier in front of them. For a moment, the fireball hit the magical defense barrier, making loud bangs.

Under the cover of fireball, the **** waiter changed direction, found a position with fewer enemies, and rushed over with his fastest speed.

He didn't dare to fall in love now, because he knew that if he delayed for some time, Ailan Hill's encirclement would only shrink even more tightly.

At that time, he, who had run out of ammunition and food, would definitely not be able to break through.

Therefore, this may be his only opportunity right now. As long as he gets rid of these powerful roadblockers, he can escape from his birth, dive into the dense forest, quickly get rid of the hunt, and get valuable rest time.

As long as he rests for a while, he can regain his vitality, and he will be more confident whether he will escape thousands of miles or come back for revenge.

Thinking of this, his speed improved a bit after turning. This is his fastest speed, and the dense forest in front of him is getting closer.

Just when he thought he had succeeded, a long sword flew towards him from the side. He swung his own long sword and chopped it away, but didn't make the long sword shake.

The helpless white robe **** waiter could only stop his footsteps, avoided the long sword that was blocking the road, and then missed the opportunity to rush into the dense forest with a sigh of relief.

A figure suddenly fell, and the frontline commander of the elves, the general of Ailan Hill, Falai blocked the path of the poor waiter, and drew his sword from the ground.

"Want to go? How could it be that easy?" Falay sneered, and the sword made a crackling sound as lightning twined on the sword.

With a loud shout, Falai swung his sword forward, with an indomitable momentum, forcing the white-robed man to retreat backwards.

After the white-robed man used magic to hold Falai's sword, he suddenly discovered that he had returned to the encirclement circle, surrounded by heavy armored grenadiers.

What was even more frightening was that he discovered that those war machines with stronger combat effectiveness, huge puppets, had also caught up.

These huge guys are not bulky, and even lighter than many normal people.

"Thunder and lightning!" The anxious white-robed **** waiter launched another attack. He knew that the elf in front of him was very tough and he was not an opponent, but in order to break through, he decided to solve the most difficult opponent first!

If he rushed to leave his side to such an enemy, he was afraid that the opponent would shoot from the side again, and he might not be able to avoid that deadly sword again.

He didn't dare to fly into the sky, because just now, two white-robed **** waiters just flew into the sky, and they were sieved by Ailan Hill's anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft missiles.

The sky here does not belong to the waiter of the gods, nor does it belong to the demons! It belongs to the Ailanhill fighters with the golden eagle emblem, and the Ailanhill magicians wearing black robes and embroidered with golden eagles behind them!

He had no retreat. He just took a step forward and saw a "puppet golem" with flames spraying from behind, slowly landing behind Falai, blocking this seemingly weakest direction.

"..." He swears to the sky. He really didn't expect that the huge, agile and powerful "puppet golem" could even fly!

"Too...really bullying!" He wanted to smash the long sword in his hand at the white-robed **** waiter under his feet, yelling in his heart.