Chapter 463 The Battle Situation Reverses and the Dilemma

The war situation has reached this point, and the people in the Temple of Light have become desperate. .Not to mention the strategy of luring the enemy that has been persisted, now the only way to ensure that more people can survive is to retreat directly! But just when Xia Wei'an shouted the retreat order,

boom……

The violent explosion instantly resounded throughout the valley, echoing endlessly. This explosion sound is obviously different from the loud noise when Dou Qi collides. Not only is the sound louder, but more importantly, the sound is too crisp and thorough!

The next moment, everyone subconsciously looked up and saw hundreds of thick figures flying into the air. Most of the ones on the periphery were in good shape and simply crashed into one side of the mountain wall. The red and white viscous liquid was instantly soaked in them. The ones flying higher were a group of figures in the middle, but most of their parts were missing. After flying to the highest point, they fell piecemeal with the blood rain in the sky... Oh, they are barbarians!

Before everyone present could fully recover, suddenly,

Boom...boom...

Two more loud explosions came one after another, this time closer to the center of the battle circle than the first time. Because of the attack, the barbarians here are extremely dense. In this way, more figures flew out, and some even flew over the heads of Xia Wei'an and the others...

Everyone suddenly turned their heads and looked towards the hill on one side. Immediately, two completely different emotions rang out.

"Thor roars... Damn it, we've been tricked!"

"Haha, here it comes, finally here..."

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At the top of the hill, three long pipes stretched out almost close to the ground, aiming in the direction of the barbarian camp. At this time, there was still a faint smoke coming out of the mouth of the pipe, which contrasted with the cold-colored sheen of the metal pipe body behind it, giving it a chilling and cruel feeling.

After three loud noises, there were mixed figures beside the metal pipe, and hundreds of archers wearing Cang Yan standard armor suddenly appeared, with their bows and arrows pointing straight down. At the same time, the figure behind the pipe seemed to be busy with something... Needless to say, he must be loading explosive crystals. at this time,

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Sharp sounds pierced the air, and thousands of silver lightsabers emerged from the battle circle below in an instant, rapidly striking towards the top of the mountain. Lancelot reacted and took action, with a gloomy face and his hands raised high. The solid silver feather sword was suspended in front of him, constantly flashing light, and seemed to be able to react with the lightsaber above.

This place is a standard canyon terrain, and the power of the three condescending thunder gods is too great. Not to mention ordinary barbarian warriors, even if they were masters and were shot head-on, it would be difficult to tell whether they would live or die, so they had to find a way to destroy these things.

But Lancelot was not the only one to react, the experts at the Temple of Light also came to their senses. Without saying a word, Xavian took the lead and attacked Lancelot with his gun. Then a great magician raised his staff high, his lips trembled rapidly, and murmured to himself. A ray of milky white light quickly fell from the sky, directly blocking the mountainside, forming a semicircular light shield.

Bang, bang, bang... There was a constant sound of impact like rain hitting banana trees. Thousands of silver lightsabers hit the milky white light shield like moths flying into the flames. There was a loud bang, and the silver lightsabers collapsed at the moment of contact and scattered. The silver dots are falling all over the sky, and the colored glaze is colorful, truly dreamy.

At the same time, the milky white mask was also turbulent, and the light dimmed instantly, and it was about to break. Obviously, in comparison, Lancelot's silver lightsaber has stronger attack power. But at this moment, Sethman, who was just thankful to have narrowly escaped death, quickly waved his staff in order to make up for his previous stupid mistake, and then a light shield covered him again.

This is the advantage of magicians. As long as they are within the magic coverage, they can attack or defend regardless of distance.

"Huh..." Lancelot looked up to the sky and sighed, knowing that this attack would be in vain. He turned to look at Xia Wei'an, who was charging towards this side with overwhelming force, and then looked at the few temple masters who were moving consciously on the side of the hill, and couldn't help but shake his head.

The peaks on both sides can be easily climbed from the outside, but from the inside they look like sheer cliffs. There are a few experts like them who can go up, but the opponent has moved down the mountain to block them. They were unable to kill the opponent before, and now it is naturally impossible to break through and climb. As for the ordinary barbarian warriors, there were enough of them, but when they climbed up, the moon was almost out...

The situation is clear. Dozens of experts from the Savage Cult can naturally see it. They look at each other with extremely ugly expressions.

There is no need to think about the attack. The Thunder God's roar will hit it a few times, and the offensive here will be instantly disintegrated. And if they want to retreat, it will not be easy... They went too deep in the previous pursuit and have completely entered the heart of the canyon. With such an unobstructed view, the power of the Thunder God's roar will undoubtedly be maximized.

After a while, all the Northern Wilderness masters were at a loss to find that they were in an embarrassing dilemma.

"Withdraw..." Lancelot put away his silver feather sword and dodged to avoid Xia Wei'an's sharp edge and sighed helplessly.

Attacking cannot kill the opponent, but retreating can save as many people as possible. After careful analysis of the differences, it will be clear at a glance how to choose.

All the Northern Wilderness masters had tangled faces when they heard this, but no matter how unwilling they were, they could only grit their teeth and accept the result.

"Punch through the opponent directly and break out from behind them." A cult master attacked the aggressive Xia Wei'an and turned around to suggest.

What they have to do now is to lead the barbarian warriors out of the canyon as quickly as possible to avoid being bombarded by the thunder god's roar. In this case, the closer one, Taniguchi behind the Guangming Temple group, is undoubtedly the best choice.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a loud shouting of murder suddenly came from the mouth of the valley over there. "Kill! Kill! Kill..." A steady stream of Cang Yan soldiers wearing standard armor rushed into the valley, waving their weapons and rushing towards this side.

"Fuck!" There was no need to hesitate now. Lancelot yelled angrily, raised his head and shouted decisively, "Retreat, everyone retreat! Disperse, run as far away as possible..."

In fact, there was no need for Lancelot to remind him. After hearing the clear order to retreat, all the barbarians had already dispersed in the open canyon and ran wildly.

Bran and Beihuang have been fighting for so many years. One is afraid of the other's abnormal physique and strength, and the other is afraid of the other's various killing weapons. Ordinary barbarians have suffered a lot from weapons as powerful as Thunder God's Roar. No matter how stupid they are, they can still come up with a set of evasive methods to the greatest extent possible.

At this time, the thunder god's roar on the hill was finally recharged. The metal body suddenly trembled, and three explosive crystals flashing with dangerous red light flew out quickly. Before they could be seen by the naked eye, they had already exploded among the fleeing barbarians.

Boom...boom...boom...

Rubbles flew everywhere and figures flew around. The heads of everyone in the field were buzzing together at this moment, and they could not hear other sounds at all.

The power is still the same, but the effect received this time is not as spectacular as last time. The technique of scattering the barbarians is still very practical. Now with three shots, it is certain that less than a hundred people will be killed, which is not even as powerful as the previous one shot.

But this is only temporary. The range of Thunder God's roar is not short. As long as the angle of the metal pipe is gradually adjusted, it will be no problem to cover this long mathematical canyon.

Compared to the ordinary barbarians who were frightened by the bombardment and feared that the explosive crystal would fall on their heads, Lancelot and others undoubtedly did not have such worries, because they were currently fighting with Xia Wei'an and others, and they were inseparable.

The current battle situation is exactly the opposite of that before. Lancelot and others want to withdraw, while Xavian and others want to stay.

If we compare the number of experts on both sides, the Temple of Light will undoubtedly be smaller. In this way, there will naturally be vacant cult masters. However, they couldn't evacuate first, because in terms of fighting alone, there were few people here who could be opponents of Xia Wei'an and others, so leaving alone would only lead to death. So they could only turn around to save them and fight back, but in the end none of them could escape.

Naturally, this won't work. When the Cang Yan soldiers behind them surround us, none of them will be able to leave. Some cult masters looked at each other for a few times while fighting, the light in their eyes flickering, and they had a faint intention of retreating in their hearts.

In such a fierce battle, if one person suddenly retreats, it will undoubtedly lead to the death of his companions. However, people are always selfish, and barbarians are human beings, not to mention these are barbarian masters with good brains, so naturally they are no exception. And to take a step back, if you are hesitating and your companion suddenly runs away, wouldn’t you be the unlucky one in the end?

Suspicions, suspicions...the cult masters whose minds are gradually turning away from fighting are undoubtedly no match for Xia Wei'an and others. Finally, a cult master who was stabbed in the abdomen by Xia Wei'an's spear suddenly screamed and rolled out. Immediately, without checking the injury, he pressed the ground and ran backwards like an arrow from a string.

"How dare you!" "Damn it..." "Fuck your mother..."

…………(To be continued.)