Scene 369 Requiem XIX

There was no time for further disputes, and the final two groups of candidates were quickly determined. Brando knew that he could not convince Her Royal Highness, he could only cast a last glance into the rain, and then covered the cloak.

The princess took the spear from the knight on the side, cut off a piece of the cloak with the sword in her backhand, and tied it to the tip of the spear. The pattern of crescent moon and lily fluttered high in the wind and rain.

The knights looked at the flag representing Aruin, already drenched by the rain.

The thin line begins to move forward.

Sure enough, they attracted an army of demons. The Cerberus galloping forward in a line is like a rolling red wave, facing the team of less than 30 people in the center of the battlefield and devouring everything along the way.

This won Brando a valuable respite. A group of people holding the Punic cloak of the king of giants rubbed the edge of the battlefield and approached the only remaining flame door.

But even this stretch is not safe.

Although the hill-like hellhounds can't see them, sometimes it is impossible to avoid them from the front. At this time, Brando can only lift the cloak and stab the throat of these monsters from below with a sword, letting the stench The blood spurted out, causing these huge demons to crash crookedly and bring down several of their kind.

But the fallen Cerberus didn't attract much of its kind's attention. Demons like to fight with each other. Such a stampede incident during a group charge is insignificant, and no one will pay attention to this corner of the battlefield.

The demons gradually became denser, and everyone felt that the ground under their feet was churning.

The savage demons in the sky approached the humans in the center of the battlefield first. Laird raised his head, his gray eyes reflected those ferocious and terrifying faces, the monster in the sky screamed and spread its wings, like a sharp arrow pounced on them.

Several wild demons slammed into the formation of knights, knocking several knights into the air. Their strength was far stronger than that of hellhounds. Laird saw with his own eyes that those knights were smashed to pieces, and their armor was like glass. Broken apart. The flesh and blood below burst due to the huge pressure, and the blood vessels burst open, turning into a mass of flying plasma.

A few drops of blood were even sprinkled on the snow-white face of Her Royal Highness Princess behind. Griffin was motionless, her hand was holding the spear tightly, her knuckles were white due to lack of blood, but the spear stood firm.

The barbarian passed by. The ones behind them swooped down again, and one of the barbarians rammed into the princess in the crowd. When the remaining two or three knights reacted, the sharp claws of the barbarian almost reached the chest of the half-elf girl.

"careful!"

A silver light pierced through the rain curtain and nailed to the head of the wild devil, causing it to crash to the ground. The old knight held a long sword and was already standing in front of Her Royal Highness. Griffin looked at the lion of the kingdom standing in front of her. He once betrayed the royal family of Corkova, but she knew that the old man had never betrayed Eruin for a moment.

"Thank you, Sir Laird."

"As long as the princess doesn't blame me for this rebellion, everything is my responsibility. The old minister originally owed his life to the late king, and now it is not a disadvantage to pay with this old bone." Laird sighed, "It's just that my old life may not be a crime."

"It's not your fault," Her Royal Highness shot a cold light in her eyes: "Someone will pay for this, and Brando will not let them go."

Laird knew that Her Royal Highness was talking about her powerful uncle,

He couldn't help but sighed again, and he didn't expect that Grand Duke Sifah would go so mad that he would actually introduce demons into this world. No wonder Nicholas and Garlock immediately switched to the princess side without mercy.

There is only regret left in his heart, if he had known this, he would never have become an accomplice of the White Lion Army. But it is too late to say these things now, not to mention that young man, even the Temple will never let Grand Duke Sifah go.

And the White Lions are doomed to lose their past honor.

In fact, these are not important anymore. The important thing is whether Eruin can survive from now on, and whether they can succeed in their life-threatening fight today.

A silver flower flew out from the old man's sword. The silver flower was shaped like a crescent moon, and the moon moved forward, sweeping across the barbarian demon's formation. The demon flying in the sky still maintained its forward posture, but its body was already torn apart, and a piece of corpse hit the ground, causing a bloody storm.

What a beautiful white crow swordsmanship, representing Aruin's most glorious past. Princess Griffin stared blankly at the dazzling brilliance disappearing into the rain, but was eventually swallowed by the surging army of demons.

The barbarians have once again soared high. But the tall hellhounds have already appeared on the ground, and the knights of Lantoniland are almost completely wiped out, and the remaining witches are not able to protect themselves. Laird and the Templars of the Cruz people stand closer, ready to protect this side The last flag on the battlefield.

When Brando turned his head, he saw that the flag was standing far away in the rain and had not fallen down. A blue and white battle flag, like the only symbol on this battlefield.

Lightning pierced the dark sky of Ampersel Bay and reflected everything in white.

Brando looked back heavily, and he understood that all hope now rests on himself—if he can tear down the portal sooner—everything may still have a chance to be restored.

Brando couldn't help clenching his teeth. They have already rushed through the first wave of demon arrows, and there is less than half of the distance left behind. The demons on the battlefield are also much sparser, intermittently using the cloak of Punic, the king of giants, until now Less than a third of the duration.

Victory seemed to be at hand.

Everyone could not help but subconsciously quicken their pace.

The remaining one-third of the distance passed by. After passing through the second front arrow, the line of defense formed by the horned demon behind was clearly visible.

Nicholas drew his sword. Without waiting for Brando's order, they rushed towards the high-level demons like a golden-red line. The twelve horned demons were obviously stunned by the powerful enemy that suddenly appeared in front of them, and they were the closest to Bran before they could react. Before the two ends of the extra group could utter a scream, they were engulfed in a sea of ​​flames by Nicholas.

Naturally, there is only one fate waiting for them.

And Brando propped up the cloak of the giant king and continued to move forward, with nine seconds left in the duration. At this time, he no longer needed to save, because there was still the last section of the road ahead.

Antitina followed him closely, Charles hugged the unconscious sugar bowl, and finally followed Delfari. The four of them had never felt so nervous as they were at this moment. Even Brando's experience during the wolf tide was far inferior to the present, because at that time he could at least see through history, but now the future is hidden in a fog.

He had to break through the fog with his own hands, but he couldn't be sure what the judgment behind the fog represented.

Thirty meters.

The giant king's cloak finally failed. But there are only two or three kittens by the portal at this moment. Those were all demon warlocks, and as soon as Charles and Brando appeared, they dealt with them one by one.

Antitina threw away the giant king's cloak as quickly as possible, as if it was not a legendary item, but a piece of garbage. Then she rushed frantically towards the last flame door on the battlefield.

Shire, Brando, Delferry, Nicholas, Garlock, Laird, and Her Royal Highness, who were surrounded by siege far in the center of the battlefield, saw this scene at the same time. .

You just have to work harder! Almost everyone probably only has such an idea in their minds.

But it was a pity that the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes. Just when everything seemed to be heading towards the best ending step by step, suddenly a terrifying aura descended out of thin air, and it was added to everyone on the battlefield.

The coercion of the demon lord!

Brando's hair stood on end immediately, and the oppression he felt was like a god suddenly descending on this realm, but that was absolutely impossible. Not to mention that there is no physical god in Vunde at all, and even a god can never exude such a cruel and tyrannical breath.

That kind of breath can only exist in one kind of creature in the whole Warnd.

demon.

He raised his head and watched the space beside the portal vibrate. Then, a huge golden-red light door suddenly opened beside Antitina without warning, and before everyone had time to react, a huge three-headed monster that seemed to be piled up with red-red fat Already squeezed out of the door.

That unique shape can only make Brando think of one name-Messica, the king of chaos.

At that moment Brando's heart tightened.

"Be careful! Antitina!" He shouted with all his strength.

But it was too late, and the staff lady didn't even realize that the disaster was coming. She even turned her head in surprise when she heard Brando calling her, but the next moment, the demon king's claws had already passed through her body.

With a sharp sound, the blood-red claws pierced Antitina like three sharp swords. Her whole body arched in pain.

Antitina opened her mouth wide, as if she was still surprised at the last moment. But blood gushed out of her mouth and nose immediately, but the noble daughter finally reached out to Brando.

"Brando... Bra... Rando..."

She opened and closed her mouth, but finally lowered her head powerlessly.

"No—" Brando was so angry that he could hardly believe what he saw. Although there is still a little delusion in his heart, hoping that all this is just an illusion, but the delusion is just a delusion after all.

My heart sank uncontrollably.

As an ordinary person, is it possible for Antitina to survive under the blow of the demon king Messika in the extreme realm? Any sane person would give the obvious answer.

But this answer made Brando unacceptable.

Antitina is dead?

Brando saw the King of Chaos flicking his claws and throwing Antitina away. The lady's limp body hit the grass with a lifeless look; at that moment, all that was left in his mind was It was blank, he stood in the pouring rain holding the sword of the earth, but felt that the whole world went dark for a moment.

The noble lady who had been silently by his side all this time and was willing to stand with him on the opposite side of the entire kingdom died?

Brando didn't know what kind of thoughts were flowing in his heart for a while.

At this time, Messika, the king of chaos, finally noticed the young man under his feet. Its three huge heads looked back at the portal, and then at Brando. It guessed the intentions of these humans in an instant, and couldn't help showing a trace of ferocious anger on its face.

"Insects, you did a good job." Messika's voice seemed to come from the abyss, and it raised its claws and immediately swung them down at Brando.

"Brando, you bastard, wake me up! Do you want to die here! You still have the fate card! Miss Antitina is not dead yet!" After the wind, St. Osor was going crazy up.

But only the last sentence made a lightning flash through the darkness in Brando's mind. He reacted in a jerk, yes, he still has cards, as long as he has the fate card, there is at least a glimmer of hope for rescuing the lady of the staff.

Although it is only a chance in a desperate situation.

But as long as there is an opportunity, he will never give up.

Brando woke up suddenly, but when he raised his head, a shadow had completely enveloped him.

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