Chapter 357: Nostalgia

The bright red robe, the staff covered with snake scales, the aura of being in the top position for a long time... With just one glance, Sally knew that the old man in front of her was definitely not a good person.

The knights next to them are well-equipped, and shadow priests in black robes hold law enforcement sticks, and their aura is threatening. The silver badges with vipers and crosses on their chests already show their identities. The entire team was small, but Sally felt an unprecedented threat

The other party seemed to be a little surprised by the appearance of Sally and the others, but their emotions soon subsided—they didn't take a step back when facing a team of more than seventy people, but just stood there quietly, waiting for that person The order of the red-robed old man.

As the commander-in-chief of this battle, Goethe glanced at Sally and the others in front of his field of vision, looked away, and calmly said: "Deal with them."

As soon as the words fell, five shadow spells blasted out together with the cavalry that suddenly accelerated. When the sound of explosions sounded, Sally saw the soldiers in the front row flying backwards in an instant...

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The shadow arrows hit the shields or shields, and some penetrated the human body, and the whole team suddenly fell into crisis again. Sally bent down to avoid a shadow arrow, stretched out her hand to cast the "Holy Shield" and then successively performed several "Recovery Spells" to save the wounded. However, when she looked at the battlefield again, she found that the battle was impossible to continue.

In front were the group of powerful shadow priests and more than a dozen knights, and in the rear were hundreds of pursuers who had never been able to get rid of them. Such a situation of front and back attacks made the whole team on the verge of collapse again, even if Sally tried her best to maintain the front line. to no avail.

The soldiers at the front couldn't stop the cavalry's charge at all, and the knights who were chasing from behind even slashed wildly with their swords. Some enemies had already broken through the line of defense, whistling past not far from Sally, the defensive formation had failed, and the soldiers Their morale collapsed, and they had no intention of fighting anymore. Some people were lying on the ground trying to avoid the attack of the shadow arrows, but many more were trampled to death under the hooves of the horses...

Amidst the screams, Sally gritted her teeth and tried to use a divine spell, but found that the mana value restored by the potion just now had been completely used up by herself, and even the lowest level of "Holy Light" could not be cast at this time.

Up to this point, Goethe in the distance was just observing the magic staff in his hand, as if he had no interest in even looking this way.

But just when the battle situation became no suspense, an arrow that fell in front of Goethe made him suddenly raise his eyes.

"puff"

In the next second, a shadow priest who was not far from Goethe suddenly burst out a large blood flower on his chest, and fell from his horse with the ripples of the broken "Shadow Shield" to his death

Two seconds later, another arrow appeared, piercing through a knight's plate armor with a "click".

Goethe raised his head with a frown, gripped his scepter tightly, and scanned the battlefield ahead with falcon-like eyes, but the arrow was elusive, and there was no way to judge the shooting angle. In just ten seconds or so, the guards in front of him lost five people - he waved and cast "Shadow Shield", but that faint sense of threat still made him feel restless

The bishop was not in the mood to play hide-and-seek with such an enemy, so he directly raised the scepter and began to chant the spell without hesitation...

On the other side, Sally, who was in the center of the battlefield, didn't know what happened to the enemy's sudden casualties. All she could see was the sand and dust brought up by the cavalry as they passed by. She dodged the whistling scimitar, and she staggered back a few steps. When she turned her head, an enemy just raised his sword and stabbed at her——

"click"

The holy shield blocked the opponent's attack, but Sally's short sword pierced the enemy's chest at the same time.

But this kind of killing was of no avail. At this time, the enemy had completely divided her team. Seeing the team members who had fought with her in the Brill Forest for three months fell to the ground one by one, Sally felt overwhelmed. There was unprecedented despair, and at this moment... the sky darkened again.

The shadow elements that suddenly condensed above her head far exceeded Sally's imagination. In a trance, she saw the red-robed old man in the distance raised the scepter in his hand——

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Deafening explosions resounded across the battlefield, and Sally's "Holy Shield" shattered and disappeared instantly under the impact, and she was also swept away by the huge wave... The "Shadow Amnesty" that spread over hundreds of square meters More than 30 deep pits were blasted on the ground, and even the wooden house where Naifei was hiding was blown to pieces

This is the strongest group attack spell mastered by the Shadow Priest after advancing to level 30, and with the blessing of "Viper's Kiss", its power is almost comparable to the "Forbidden Curse" that can only be mastered after advancing to level 45...

This kind of attack does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, but Goethe didn't even blink his eyelids at the soldiers moaning about their own casualties--walking to the position of a cardinal in the "Viper Cross" sect, the cruelty and cruelty in his heart have already surpassed ordinary people, In order to eliminate the threatening archers, Goethe didn't care about sacrificing a few of his men.

"Clean up the battlefield, I don't want to see heretics alive."

After casting this skill, he felt the resistance of "Viper's Kiss" reappeared. Even though the power of the spell had increased several times, Goethe felt a little depressed because of it.

Following his order, the soldiers who had formed a front and back attack immediately began the final cleansing of the remaining members of the "Rose Cross"...

Sally, who was lying on the ground, opened her eyes, blood flowed down the side of her face, the severe tinnitus made her a little dizzy, she turned her head sideways, and in her blurred vision, the first thing she saw was the thing that fell out of her pocket, Two bone dice scattered on the ground.

Enemies with scimitars rushed over, and Sally knew that... she had no chance to fight back.

After all, I still can't hide.

The half-collapsed wooden house not far away filled her with guilt. Sally didn't know whether the little girl named Camilla was safe or not. She looked at the sharp machete raised in front of her, and her only reaction was to grab He picked up the bone dice not far from him, and sighed in his heart.

For four months, she had been in a gloomy mood, but at this time, she felt a little relieved for no reason.

However, in the sky reflected by her calm eyes, a black shadow quietly crossed...

The enemy's blade was about to fall, but a huge force suddenly hit his body——in the howling wind, his body was crushed to pieces on the ground by a figure

"Ka Ka Ka" bones shattered into one piece, and this abrupt figure took the position of the enemy. In the sky, a gigantic bird with a somewhat comical appearance flew across the sky, its wingspan of more than seven meters cast a shadow, which suffocated everyone present.

Sally's eyes narrowed slightly, and the only thing she could distinguish in the dusty atmosphere was the blue and white priest's robe on the other party's body, and the... quiver on his back?

In the almost completely collapsed wooden house not far away, Nai Fei pushed away the heavy tome that was pressing on top of his head, looked at the battlefield ahead from the gap between the wooden chair and countless debris, and grasped the last remaining book with his fingers. reel.

But in the middle of the battlefield, the figure wearing the teaching robe did not release any magical powers. Instead, he raised the short bow in his hand, stepped forward, and instantly started a terrifyingly accurate high-speed shooting

It's hard for Rody to describe his feelings at this time. He never thought that he would see Sally lying in a pool of blood, let alone that the wooden house that still existed in 594 would be blown to pieces at this moment .

Sally was seriously injured, Nephi's life and death were unknown... and the shadow priest who had advanced to level 30 was the mastermind of all this.

Is the enemy strong?

Strong, even so strong that Rody only had a 20% chance of winning. At this time, the attack was extremely stupid, not to mention launching a surprise attack with so many enemies around.

But...does he have a choice?

Without any nonsense, Rody jumped directly from the back of the needle tail sand cone at low altitude, withstood the impact of the acceleration of gravity with his powerful body attributes, and raised his short bow to face all threats.

The unprecedented panic and anger since his rebirth have all turned into a calm force at this time, and in the world in his eyes, only the figure of the enemy is left.

"Energetic" is on.

"Rapid Fire" is on.

"Arcane Shots" poured out like a torrential rain in an instant, and the sound of bowstrings twitched together—from near to far, soldiers, knights, and even shadow priests had no time to dodge, and were hit in the heart by arrows flashing blue light or on the spot. Throat, straight to the ground

Looking at his back, Sally lying on the ground thought she was hallucinating for a moment: the figure in the cassock repeated the movements of "taking arrows" and "shooting" with movements that she was all too familiar with, and everything seemed to be going wrong. Like what appeared in countless dreams, that silly, dull, but extremely powerful guy guarded in front of him, repelling all the enemies...

Tightly holding the voodoo dice that Rody gave her with her fingers, Sally took a deep breath, but she didn't dare to make a sound. She was afraid that this beautiful dream would be broken and the cruel reality would be revealed.

However, this dream did not seem to be broken. After shooting six arrows, the guy in front of him threw away his short bow. Facing the charging enemy, he drew out the dagger at his waist, bowed, and slashed horizontally.

It was still the familiar figure from the back, but his movements were faster, more powerful...more brutal.

In just three seconds, the heads of two soldiers rushing over were directly chopped off, and in the blood splattered, the red potion bottle was thrown beside Sally by his hand—

"If it is one step later, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

When the calm words were spoken, Sally finally confirmed that all this was not a dream—she exhaled suddenly... Looking at the face that was no different from her memory, she wanted to smile, but after a "ha", Crying uncontrollably, tears streamed down his face in an instant.

He is still alive.

He is not dead.

He came to my rescue.

Sally looked at Roddy who turned around and continued to slash. She let go of the voodoo dice she was holding tightly with her fingers, and then lightly pinched the red healing potion...

She found that this world has never been so nostalgic for her.