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Chapter 420 Elf Front

The brown and yellow aura of spells flashed by, and a large number of milky white spider webs were summoned out of thin air by magic, hanging on the floor, pillars and ceiling, forming barriers after barriers. These spider webs are very sticky and can only avoid them with agility, but those berserkers wearing heavy armor and charging at the shield were difficult to react in time, and they hit the spider web.

These spider webs have won precious time to allow the defense to fully unfold the formation. Each shooter has found a good position in his field of vision, and the trapped demons have become living targets. There are still some berserks who have broken free from the spider webs with brute force, but they have lost the momentum of charging, and the elves who are waiting for the battle are waiting there.

As mid-level demons, the most outstanding attribute of the Berserker Demon is actually their physique. These toads that barely rushed to the front of the formation have already inserted seven or eight arrows, and will be attacked by at least three weapons at the same time. But never underestimate how powerful a demon who looks like he is dying can explode.

Warriors were constantly hit by the claws or bites before death by the Berserker Demon, but fortunately they had not yet died. Whenever someone was injured, another warrior would immediately replace the injured partner, while Isa would run over to help take care of the wounded and bandage the wound. Perhaps because of the talent of the blood clan, the wounds bandaged by her could always stop the bleeding quickly, while Kola would pour the wounds into the wounded with a bottle of healing potion he had made.

The effect of the two of them was immediately effective. Alamil was ready for the healing magic technique, but found that he could not help, so he simply found a commanding height and played the role of the Holy Fire Art Fort.

Lancelo and Bruto were not familiar with the elves' battle formations, and their respective sizes would also destroy the neat defense lines. The two and some other non-elves' warriors gathered on both sides of the front to protect their companions' flanks.

The demons have always hated the uniform queues, but they also knew that such a formation was not easy to deal with, so many guys who broke through the spider web wanted to cause trouble on both sides. Lancelo was not very lucky. His figure was tall among humans, and his body vaguely exuded a breath that made the "demon" heart palpitations, so the demons subconsciously avoided him, making him unable to stand aside and stare blankly.

But Lancelow did not leave the front and launched an attack alone, but stood shoulder to shoulder with others. In addition to the Knights, he was also an experienced commander, knowing very well how important a tight infantry formation is.

Bruto was much happier, and several berserks rushed towards him, but most of the demons focused on taller enemies - these minions under Cang Ye fought with the elves for a long time, subconsciously using their body shape as a reference for measuring threats, and the dwarf who looked like a barrel was ignored, which was really a fatal mistake.

His years of working by the forgings allowed Bruto to master a special skill: he could make a huge noise on the metal surface with a hammer. He hit a berserk-clad knee wrapped in armor. Suddenly, a deafening sound came from everyone's ears. Then he saw the berserk-clad demon wailingly hugging his knee, losing his balance and falling to the ground.

The same thing happened several times, and everyone saw that the dwarf made such a big noise on purpose. These kind warriors didn't think much about it, and thought that Bruto wanted to take the opportunity to attack the morale of the enemy. Only Lancelo saw the dwarf's true intention:

Every time the collision sounded, everyone knew that he had killed another enemy.

This technique does not allow the dwarf's thrash to cause additional damage, but Bruto himself enjoys it like a child. Although no one actually cared, the proud young dwarf always wanted to prove himself. However, it must be admitted that Bruto is indeed very good at dealing with this toad-shaped demon, and can accurately hit the most vulnerable part of the lower body of the Bruto Demon with every attack.

The entrance of the Throne Hall was completely a slaughterhouse for demons. Every time more than a dozen warriors rushed in from the gate, they could finally walk to the front of the front less than one-third, and then the warriors formed into dense formations were dismantled with various weapons. Just as everyone was about to kill, a figure of a Huiyun angel appeared from the portal. Before he could see the situation clearly, he shouted excitedly to everyone:

"Cleaning it! Come here!"

The crowd was in a stir, and the intensity of the attack weakened a lot, causing dozens of berserks to successfully rush to the front of the formation, and the defending side suddenly fell into chaos.

"Stay in their respective positions!" According to the standards of an elf, Caradre's voice was quite loud. The elf captain roared angrily, "Oaklin, look around, don't cause trouble for us!"

The Huiyun Angel realized that he had caused trouble, but he immediately made up for it - the tall Aila giant took out his weapon, a thick and long chain with thorny thorns on it. At this moment, the thorn chain was flashing bright golden light. Although it was not as dazzling as the Saint Warrior's Evil Slash, the effect of bombing on the evil demon was also significant. This was the first time that Lancelo saw the scene of the berserker being beaten to the ghost crying and howling. The originally shaky defense line soon became stable again.

"How is the situation over there?" Seeing that the situation was slowing down, the Great Elder Quillion had time to ask the Huiyun Angel who had returned, "Is it safe?"

"There is a hall over there, and there are six demon guards, but those guys are not the opponents of the three of us." The tall angel shrugged, "When I come back, there are four left, and I'm afraid there will be no one left, but there may be other demons who will hear the noise..."

"Okay." The old elf nodded, turned his head to the elf woman spell following him and ordered, "Liya, go and prepare for the teleportation array first, Karadre! We need to divide some people to protect her!"

"Twenty people left and right, withdraw the formation!" the elf captain immediately shouted, "Go some archers, we can still hold on here!"

Hearing this, the elves immediately moved, and the soldiers on both sides of the front left and right left and right left the team, and some archers who were far away from the portal also jumped down from their respective positions and gathered next to the elf female mage.

"You guys go straight to it." Huiyun Angel waved at the group of people, "I'll stay here to help."

"Lanslow, you guys go too!" Caradre shouted to the human knight, "Leave the mission of the cut off the rear to us!"

"I'm fine!" Lancelo shook his head. Behind him, Karalin kept focusing on casting in order to maintain the effect of spells. As the leader of this small mercenary group, he would not throw any partner behind him.

Upon hearing this, Karadre did not persuade him anymore, and turned around to continue commanding the battle. Nearly one-third of the manpower was reduced, so the pressure on defense naturally increased a lot. Moreover, as more and more demons rushed in, the spider web was almost at its limit of carrying.

Fortunately, they didn't need to hold on for too long. After only two minutes, someone walked through the portal again and shouted to everyone:
Chapter completed!
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