But the others on the city wall didn't have time to care about the enemies that would take a while, because the demons around them were enough to bear them.

The gap that everyone had just jumped down was not far above them. From time to time, cold arrows shot out from them, knocking down the unprepared demons one by one. It was an attack from Akshian. He did not jump down with the others, but stayed there to support his companions with his longbow.

As one of the commanders of the military power of the protector, Pascoll's defenders were not under the jurisdiction of Aksian, so the elf general did not interfere with the command of the fortress, but ran to fight the demons like an ordinary warrior. This was also the elf prince's favorite activity.

He was very smart and immediately hid back into the shadow after shooting an arrow. The demon who was in a melee below never noticed his sneak attack. This strategy achieved very good results. Aksian's number of enemies killed was almost as high as Lancelo. Even though the demons noticed the arrow light that flew by from time to time, they thought it was a ripple from the tower above.

Lancelo slashed out with another sword, knocking the battle axe from a warrior to the ground, and then the human knight flew up and kicked the enemy's belly with hard steel boots. The toad-shaped demon staggered back, then stiffened his whole body and slowly fell to the ground, shaking a feather arrow on his back slightly.

Behind the Bryant Demon who was killed by Akshian was a Bryzu Demon, who was fighting fiercely with Tarasher. He held a long halberd flying up and down in his hand, as erratic as a letter from the mouth of a poisonous snake.

While the elves compete with his Brezumo opponent, the old knight Emmanu is watching behind him. As a paladin who believes in the god of knights, Emanu is first and foremost a skilled warrior, using his thrust, tripping, and disarming skills, allowing Tarasher to always focus on the enemies in front of him.

According to their reactions when they met just now, Lancelo saw that Emmanu seemed to feel guilty about the elves, and it became even more obvious that the human paladin, who was nearly 80 years old, almost covered the elves regardless of his own safety. Whenever he had time, he released various aid spells on him. Seeing Lancelo couldn't help but wonder if the two of them had some special relationship before.

Due to the exhaustion of physical strength, it is difficult for the Elf Ranger to maintain the elegance he had at the beginning. He failed to achieve results in several attack attempts, and of course he did not allow his opponent to gain any advantage.

Although Lancelo seemed to have only used two moves to solve a Brethren Demon, it was because his skills, strength and reaction speed were stable against the other side. In fact, the Brethren Demon is one of the few races among the demons with superb martial arts. With their mid-level evil demon level power and physique, only the most experienced veterans among the mortals can deal with him.

It is said that the first Brethzode in the abyss was born at the hands of Buffetmente. The Howling Lord of the Beast wanted to establish an armed force that could fight against the god of the zombie Jenogu. Its attempt seemed to be successful at the beginning. This new demon showed great potential strength, but soon Buffetmente discovered that their nature was too barbaric and aggressive, without the obedience of the Buffetmente. In other words, it was not as good as the Buffetmente. The rebellion that suppressed them consumed more power and energy than dealing with Jenogu, and it was a bit more costly.

In the end, the Beast Howling Lord disbanded all the established Bu clan ancestor demon legions under his command, retaining only a small number of elite troops, and most of the Bray Ancestor demons were exiled to other levels. With their superb combat skills, this demon with a sheep-headed human body quickly became increasingly prosperous in the abyss, and they could be seen in any warlike demon lord army.

Seeing that the showdown between the elves and demons was still a little while before they decided to decide the outcome, Lancelo issued an order to Cronwell through the spiritual connection, and the latter immediately fell to the ground quietly and rolled towards the sheep-headed demon like an ordinary skull.

In the fierce battle, the demon was all focused on the opponent in front of him, so naturally he would not find that there was an unscrupulous skull behind his feet. After his long halberd collided with the elf's double swords again, the sheep-headed demon tried to adjust his steps and stepped on a ball that had not been there just now.

The demon staggered, and there was a clear flaw in his defense, and its opponent naturally would not miss such an opportunity. The elf ranger quickly made progress and two long swords stabbed out, directly inserted into the thin chest of Brethzu Demon.

The demon shook his head in disbelief, as if he didn't understand why death suddenly came. It lowered its head, trying to see what it stepped on, but saw nothing.

Tarasher nodded at Lancelo and turned to deal with another enemy.

As a knight, Lancelow should not have intervened in this one-on-one showdown, but perhaps it was the influence of the abyss or the experience of the Chinese and Korean seniors who had practiced true to the truth, he no longer had much obsession with this honor, at least when the enemy is a demon, this so-called chivalrous spirit is meaningless.

At this moment, his spiritual sense sensed a very powerful magic wave. Lancelo turned his head and looked out of the city, and saw a large green light suddenly lit up on the ground full of demon corpses, and then countless thick vines emerged from the soil.

Unlike the vines he created with his true energy, these magic-created plants were covered with spearhead-like spearheaded spearhead stems, and the range was very large, surrounding the entire fortress and forming a terrifying wall of thorns.

The casters who summoned these thorns just had the right time to seize the opportunity, and they happened to appear in front of the demons and cannon fodders in the charge. The cowards who were running wildly had no time to react. Even if they wanted to stop, they would be pushed by their companions behind them to continue moving forward. So a large number of demons hit the barrier of the spikes directly on the thorny plant.

The high-pitched screams that sounded together made both sides of the battle stop. Everyone turned their heads and looked out of the city. They saw that the wall of thorns was covered with low-level demons. Most of them were not dead yet. They made loud crying and struggled violently, but that would only make their injuries worse.

Behind the cannon fodder army, the demon supervising team did not know what was going on in front of them, and was still driving these low-level demons to continue rushing forward. The poor cannon fodders pushed each other and hung themselves on the wall of death one after another.
Chapter completed!