1424 Chapter 1425: Shadow Elf

Stam sent Shevchenko away. He has not received the news of Shevchenko's serious injury. The main reason is that the battle was too fierce at that time. Now, Stam can't receive information from the evil giant in the main city of Franklin.

After Shevchenko escaped, he could indeed receive the message from the evil giant in the main city of Franklin, but with the low IQ of the evil giant, it was impossible to record that earth-shattering battle.

The two great mentor-level evil giants are Stam's old friends for many years. After learning that they were infected with the curse of divine grace after being captured, he immediately went to persuade them to surrender and told the two old friends not to die for the country. Take this opportunity to attack the Grand Master Realm.

Facts have proved that he succeeded. Now that the two old friends have returned, with the assistance of the two of them, it is not difficult to break the magic shield.

He looked at the magic shield in the castle area. Seeing the powerful and terrifying magic shield, Stam showed a cold smile. When he captured the castle next time, he wanted to capture the little Duke Soros alive and refine him into a magic puppet.

"Trouble two brothers."

"Good to say!"

One of the four-meter-tall god-giant giants answered in a loud voice, and punched the magic shield with a punch.

Rumble!

With just one punch, a large swath of turbulent flow appeared on the top of the magic shield, and countless magic elements were splashing from the top of the magic shield.

The defense of the magic shield has been weakened!

"Haha! This is the power of a great mentor, no, it's even stronger."

The four-meter-high sinister giant is called Kai Gusi, and he laughs wildly. He has never had this kind of power.

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The magic shield is about to collapse.

The little Duke Soros stood quietly on the terrace on the upper floor of the castle, watching the magic shield that was gradually weakening, with a cold expression on his face.

The simultaneous attack of two master-level powerhouses has exceeded the limit that the magic shield can bear.

The little Duke Soros was wearing a half-body armor improved from knight armor, and a silver-white cloak, holding a knight sword inlaid with crystals in his hand, looking sharply at the shield above his head.

The magic tower was still running, and the supplementary coal crystals were being quickly digested, but the energy provided was not enough to counteract the opponent's attack. Little Duke Soros knew that they couldn't hold on.

He didn't intend to use all the coal crystals for defense, he was going to counterattack.

If you die sooner or later, you will die, there is no need to waste coal crystals on it.

Under the attack of two great mentor-level powerhouses, he took the initiative to close the magic shield.

Knights in gray-gray armor stood on the terrace, mages in robes with tired and resolute expressions stood in front of the little Duke Soros, and behind them, in the square, garden, inner courtyard, and city walls of the castle. Above, the last soldiers of the Soros Legion have stood on the line of defense, holding swords.

Little Duke Soros looked at these loyal subordinates who had followed him for many years, took a light breath, and stepped forward.

"Today is the thirtieth day, and we have delayed those monsters here for thirty days! The army and civilians who broke out should have reached a safe place. At least, we have reached the limit, and the obligations of the nobles have also been fulfilled. "

"You should be clear that it is impossible for us to have reinforcements, and even if we do, it is impossible to come to Rosoff so quickly. The reason why I choose to stick here is just to buy some time for Soros' last city, so as not to let This damned curse has spread to other duchies."

"After the magic shield disappears, enemies will flock to them. They may have been our compatriots, but now, they are enemies, monsters, irreparable mutants and sources of pollution. The only thing we can do is to take Take up arms and defend our dignity as human beings.

"Perhaps every monster we kill here is fighting for a chance of survival for other duchies.

"It's a pity that I can't lead you to victory like I used to."

"But it's an honor that I can fight with you to the last drop of blood."

"For Soros!!"

The knight sword filled with dazzling brilliance was raised high.

The soldiers' swords were like a forest, and their roars shook the magic shield that was rapidly collapsing.

"For Soros! Fight to the last drop of blood!!"

Relying on the magic shield, maybe the people here can live a few more days, but that will completely exhaust the magic power of all the magicians in the castle and the resources stored in the magic tower. After the magic shield stops, the brave and fearless Soros The Corps could only face the one-sided massacre when they were powerless to resist.

They are not reconciled to this.

So choose to die on the battlefield.

Little Duke Soros knew this, and so did the warriors.

There was only the last thin layer of the magic shield left, and those twisted and terrifying monsters were faintly visible on the opposite side.

The knights ran to the city wall, the mages drank the last potion, and quickly returned to the various nodes of the magic tower. On the castle terrace, everyone held their weapons and rushed to the last line of defense of the Soros Fortress. Duke Soros just held his knight sword, quietly waiting for the magic shield to completely dissipate.

At this time, a familiar figure came into his sight, the last Grand Mentor-level powerhouse of the Principality of Soros, the Marquis Stewart.

She walked between the warriors, holding two long swords, her black hair blowing in the wind.

"Marquis Stewart!" Little Duke Soros stopped the pillar of the principality who protected himself all the way and fled here, and said after the other party approached: "You don't need to stay here, you are not from the principality, go find your new home. "

The Marquis Stewart was once a wandering elf, and she was born in the shadow elves, a minority of the elves. Her jet-black hair is the biggest proof.

"I swore an oath to you!"

The Marquis Stewart held a long sword in her hand and looked at the little Duke Soros quietly: "And in this situation, where can I go?"

She wandered for too long, and was later taken in by Duke Soros. With the help of Duke Soros, she became a great mentor. She watched little Soros grow up with her own eyes. In her eyes, the Soros family was her home.

"No, you are the only one who can leave! As long as you break through with all your strength, no one can stop you." Little Duke Soros looked into the eyes of the Marquis Stewart.

Marquis Stewart showed a little astonishment and panic for a moment, but before she asked, the little Duke Soros continued: "You go to the south."

"Why the south?"

"The previous knights broke out to the northwest. The main city of St. Brunel is the duchy's last hope. You can head south to Chester. Maybe there you can find the meaning of home again. I heard that it is very tolerant."