Against the setting sun, Socra rushed out with his own people. He would never give up on this war that symbolized the last dignity of Gibki. Especially, there was a western border behind them.
The city needs their protection.
The fairies were already eager to try, shaking their wrists, summoning one magic after another, and launching fierce attacks on them. Sogra was not afraid at all, his face was very ferocious.
"The last warriors of the Empire Palace! The time to finally give blood to Jibki! Those dogs in front of you! Kill one is the other! The Empire Palace, the seven hearts and seven colors formation!"
With Socra's loud shout, all the people in the Empire Palace burst out with their bodies without regard for the consequences, and some even directly covered the other party and died together.
For a moment, the remaining thousands of Qi masters of the Empire Palace were scared to scare the fairies backwards. Blood splattered, fighting for several months, and it was another winter.
Heavy snow, blood splattering, and the confrontation between magic and martial arts. The bloody battle between the Qi master and the fairy, and the last one after another fell in front of tens of thousands of fairys. No matter how brave they were, they were still outnumbered. But he was
Before the time comes, he never lets a demon step past him.
They would rather commit suicide in exchange for the last blow than kill one more fairy. They no longer care about life and death, in order to kill the only ones who want to rush into the city gate and kill the last ones.
Suddenly, the crying sounded loudly. The very well-protected people in Jibki City saw Socra enter and exit the fairy army with a spear. No one knew, his face, his
On the body, is his own blood or the blood of the fairy shed.
The snow was stained red by blood at this time. Sogra's feet were trampled into mud, and the corpses of fairies kept falling in front of him. He and the popular Lingzhou around him all burst out, leaving no trace of it.
There was room for nothing. In this way, the people around him fell down one after another.
Until Yudri fell down, he would rather die than close his eyes, in order to scare his opponent with his eyes. Sogra screamed wildly, and screamed wildly. Kill all the fairies in Yudri,
The blood almost drowned Yudri's entire body.
"Yudri! Jibki!" Socra was like a crazy person, shouting these two words, and continued to stab and retract. The fairies repelled him again and again to the city gate, and he shot him.
He supported himself, and used his strength to pounce on the fairy group and waved his spear.
Then he returned to his body and stabbed the demons who wanted to rush into the city gate one by one. The Qi Lingzhou behind him disappeared bit by bit, but the martial arts he used were more than the other
Get up.
He even reached the point where he was not afraid of the exhaustion of the spirits and would kill the fairies even if he died. His behavior greatly angered the fairies, and they also took very fierce attacks. But it was useless at all.
At this moment, Socra was fighting desperately.
Faced with such a strong Socra, all the goblins in front of him retreated.
"Come on! As long as I'm here, don't think about getting closer! Come on, I'll stab one. Come on ten, I'll sweep the row!" Sogra's eyes were glaring out of blood and said sternly.
"Bang!" His spear was inserted into the ground, making a loud noise.
The fairies who were absolutely dominant in number were scared and took a step back even more. It seemed that just like any magic, it had lost its effect on Socra.
But not only the fairies, but even Sogra himself knew that it would be only a matter of time before he could persevere and fail. He devoted his whole life to Gibki, but in the end he died in his own hands.
"Kill!" Sogra shouted tremblingly!
He was very unwilling to accept the reality of all this. But he didn't know whether it was because of excessive blood loss in his eyes or an illusion that made him fall into a fire.
Even if he is now like a god's helper, he can kill all the demons in front of him, the fact that Jibki's demise is in front of him. In the history of Lizhi Continent, the largest neutral country was burned by the demons.
Suddenly, Sogra felt that his head was so heavy. He had forgotten what he wanted to say and do. He clearly felt that he had a lot of things he hadn't done, but he just couldn't remember it. He didn't know why.
Finally, his Qi Lingzhou was exhausted and he fell to the ground.
Before he was about to fall into a coma, the crying sounds of many Chinese people were lingering in his ears. He felt that these sounds must not be crying for himself.
"Dad, tell you! When I grow up, I will be the president of the Imperial Palace Guard. I want to protect Gibki! I want to be the hero of Gibki! I know that heroes are very difficult, I have already made your son.
OK, I will give my blood to this country! Sogra swears to the sky! If I bear this country, let me kneel on the ground with repentance and die in the cruelest way!"
"Sogra, would you be too serious if you swear like this? Even if you become the court president, what contribution can you make in Gibbs now at the height of his heyday?"
"Then I will be oversold! At least when I am still alive, I will see that Gibki is still so powerful!"
Before Sogra died, the conversation with his father when he was a child appeared in his mind. Now, he could not think about it anymore.
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In the winter of the 2218th year of the Lizhi Continental Calendar, the first heavy snow finally extinguished the fire in Jibki. It took five days for Jibki, and in the end there was only one place in the Western Frontier City, with three million people surviving.
The powerful neutral country, which originally had a population of nearly 10 million, became the last neutral country to perish on the Lizhi continent. In front of it, some surrendered to Odin and were destroyed by Ike, while others wanted to protect themselves, and were led by the passing Odin countries.
To eliminate it, since then there will be no neutral countries on the Lizhi continent.
The court director Sogra, who had been tenaciously resisting for five days, was powerless to turn the world around. He knelt on the ground, his vision was blurred. He wanted to cry, but he swallowed the tears back into his stomach.
"I'm not worthy of crying at all! I'm not worthy of it!" Sogra turned around confessingly and looked at the West Border City, and fell to the ground helplessly.
But he didn't know whether he had hallucinations or was wrong in hearing, and heard the sound of killing shouts one after another. Before he closed his eyes, he thought that Ike might have come.
"I'm sorry... the people of Jibki! I, a sinner for the ages, really can't do it. Ike... Ike... you must save these innocent people!" Socra, who said he was not crying, still shed tears.