Just as the shield blessed by Murat fell, a ball of venom between liquid and solid hit the shield with a "dong" sound, deflected, bounced in the air, and splashed on the open space beside it. It was stained with this
The rocks and gravel bursting with venom suddenly sizzled and corroded in the violent smoke of the stench.
Supported by the strong resistance of the War Knight, Griffith hurriedly concealed himself despite the negative effects of petrification. Although he had a shield provided by Murat, who had been temporarily promoted to the extraordinary level, this layer of defense had its limits after all.
.A Chaos Beast that is obviously much more powerful than its kind is sniping at him, and will also mobilize nearby monsters to attack him.
Russell, who was attacking ordinary monsters, immediately turned around and raised his hand to point at Medisha.
"Psychic whipping!"
A ferocious psychic impact immediately hit her like a long whip, causing Medisa to scream. Where she was hit by Russell's whip, her scales exploded, her skin was torn apart, and her psychic energy and flesh and blood burned together. Griffith
Suddenly, my whole body relaxed, and the dangerous special effect of the petrified eye was terminated due to the loss of spiritual energy supply.
The Chaos Beast "Magic Eye Ajit" who was sniping at Griffith hurriedly jumped over, rolled up several tough tentacles, pulled up the injured Medisha and hid. This Chaos Beast is obviously more powerful than its similar appearance.
It is powerful, capable, and very cunning. It rescues its companions, then comes back to snipe in the blink of an eye, and every time it launches an attack, it immediately hides among the numerous monsters, and after a while it pops up from somewhere else like a gopher.
Spray two puffs on Griffith who is observing the battlefield.
Griffith maintained the buff status of the other four people while seizing the time to review the battlefield.
Between the dark sky and the vast land, there are traces of monsters wandering among the rolling hills and villages. They gather from all directions like armies, constantly outflanking and besieging them. Isius, obviously there are such an onslaught of troops,
But he has already left the battlefield in a hurry. There is no doubt that the place he is rushing to now must be the key to the entire battle - the location of Neferti.
Although it is not a problem for the five Griffiths present to resist the monster in front of them, the spiritual power and physical strength of individuals have their limits. If they continue to be anxious like this, sooner or later they will be overwhelmed by their numerical advantage. Not to mention that there is a special one among the monsters.
The powerful manticore is ready to attack.
Murat hurried to the vicinity of Griffith and said to him: "Most of the creatures here are unstable life forms created by alchemy and monsters with low intelligence. However, some particularly powerful individuals are the West Emperors."
Soldiers of the Low Special Combat Technology Force and their ilk.
"Even if they gradually lose control during the mutation and become this inhuman appearance, their strength cannot be underestimated."
Griffith quickly weighed the situation, grabbed the newly captured banshee and threw it to Murat:
"Our priority is not to fight them.
"Rush out and get away from this battlefield.
"You go and take back the prisoners, and I will pursue Isius. After the battle, we will evacuate. We will assemble in the town controlled by Beyelan in the east."
As soon as he finished speaking, a skeletal army horse shrouded in black mist jumped out from among the wreckage on the ground. Griffith jumped on the horse's back, holding the light-blooded thorn in his hand, and rushed outside.
…
Desai led Neferti out of the siege.
To the north is Crozier's castle, to the south is the dangerous mountain forest, monsters block the road to the east, and the gray land is full of wandering shadows. If the whole team is there, they can still rush through, but,
The only person who can fight now is Desai himself.
What to do? There are dangers everywhere... Needless to say, being hunted by monsters controlled by Isus, even if you just encounter a group of rebels, everything will be over.
"Go that way!"
While Desai was hesitating, Neferti suddenly pulled his arm from behind and pointed to the road to the west.
That was the direction from which the rebels were chasing. However, Desai had a strange feeling and subconsciously ran towards that direction.
He ran as fast as he could. Not long after, the army horse began to foam at the mouth, and it would be impossible to maintain the previous speed for much longer. At this time, Desai had to slow down, got off his horse, and led the horse forward.
Walk.
The road is getting narrower and narrower, and Crozier's castle has been obscured by the hills. From time to time, rustling sounds can be heard from the bushes beside the road, which sounds like enemy soldiers are approaching in Desai.
He held a round shield in one hand and the reins in the other, and walked forward nervously, not daring to rest for a moment.
"Why do you want to listen to me?"
In the midst of the sediment, the girl on horseback suddenly asked him. This soft and waxy voice made Desai's hanging heart relax a little.
Yes, why? He was stunned and replied:
"I bet your inspiration is spot on."
"The inspiration is very accurate~" Neferti chuckled with a complicated expression, as calm as if she had accepted her fate, as if she was talking about other people's affairs: "If you didn't bring me from Odessa, your friends
Maybe you won’t encounter misfortune.”
"We are soldiers and extraordinary people," Desai replied, "we are destined to be accompanied by danger."
"Danger and danger cannot be generalized," the girl shook her head, "Naira and I were chosen by the gods. From the moment you accidentally stepped into this dangerous whirlpool, misfortune has been quietly following you."
Desai raised his head and glanced at the girl: "Okay, I admit, if you are fighting thousands of enemies, I have nothing to complain about; dealing with indescribable gods, this is too terrifying, completely transcendent
beyond my cognitive scope.”
"Huh?" Neferty couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She wanted to say something, but couldn't say it at the moment. The two of them walked forward in silence for a while, and then Neferty said:
"You just said something strange."
"Strange words?" Desai asked doubtfully.
"Well," Neferti nodded, "the god who wants to sacrifice me, do you think he is an existence that cannot be recognized and is extremely terrifying?"
"That's right," Desai looked at the girl, "What's wrong with me saying that?"
"No~" Neferti whispered, "But at the same time, you feel that you can understand thousands of enemies."
"right."
"Eh~ That's weird~" Neferti sighed, "There are tens of thousands of people with different experiences and identities. If they all stand in front of you, you can know who wants to fight you and who is willing to be yours.
Allies, and why do they each have such thoughts?"
Desai was silent. He could not answer this question.
Neferti seemed to be talking to herself:
"What a strange thing~ Take me as an example. God and his followers think I can be useful, but I don't know where my destiny is going. And you, a soldier, really know how to organize this war
Where are the millions of people going?”
Desai became bored. If the two of them continued talking like this, his head would probably turn into a ball of mush. He felt that the girl was laughing at him, so he replied rudely:
"According to what you say, who knows?"
"Mr. Knight knows!" Neferty replied almost subconsciously. She seemed to find Griffith's name irritating, so she only dared to use "Mr. Knight" instead.
"Captain?" This answer really surprised Desai. In his opinion, Neferty should be afraid of Captain Griffith.
Before he could continue, Neferty suddenly changed the subject: "Are you taking me with you to get rid of me when necessary?"
Desai swallowed subconsciously and lied in a low voice: "No."
"Big liar!" The girl reached out and hit Desai's helmet, "You and Mr. Knight really look alike."
"Really?" Desai felt that he had heard a rare compliment, and he suddenly became happy, "Tell me, how do the captain and I look alike!"
"I just feel that you... are all broken from the depths of your soul."
"..."
"Isn't that what it is?" Neferti said, "As long as there is a war, you will run all the way to the end of becoming a monster, with the appearance of a monster, the smell of a monster, and the thoughts of a monster. As for the name of the skin itself, it is
Sir Knight, it makes no difference whether Desaix or Earl So-and-so.
"Of course, Mr. Knight, he is completely broken. How can he be as good as a semi-finished product like you!"
Desai was speechless, but he was not disgusted either. The girl's voice was pleasant, and the topic was not pleasant but it was very comfortable to listen to. It even made him relax from the complete despair he had felt not long ago.
Suddenly, he stopped and drew out his sword with a "clop" sound.
There is clearly a stumbling rope between the grass in front of the road. It is the rebels! The rebels ambush! The rebels have already set up an ambush here.
Immediately, a group of men with pitchforks and spears emerged from both sides of the road. The leader was covered with a layer of dull scale armor, and the others were wearing cloth. The armor of all of them combined was not as good as Desai's chest.
Half the weight of armor and mail.
These people are the rebel militia!
There were more than a dozen of them, circling around Desai. They were clearly trained and knew how to lure the feudal knight on foot to attack until he couldn't even lift his sword, and then finally launched a counterattack.
The whole world seemed to be shaking to the beat of the drum. The ground was not shaking, Desai told himself, it was his heart that was beating.
To be continued...