The Devil’s Cage Chapter 32: Struggling
Ga!
In an unclear cry, the black bird landed on the half of the wheel. It turned its neck, round and dark eyes, staring at the surroundings with vigilance.
Then, a quick peck.
A fleshy quilt hanging on the wheel, the black bird dangling in his mouth, swallowed.
Oh!
A Liuya rubbed her wheels and got stuck in the mud. The black bird fluttered and flew up to the sky. Its black eyes overlooked the battle on the ground.
The black monster growled.
The knights brandished Longsword.
The soldiers used spears and bows as cover.
You come and go.
Fangs with sharp teeth, sharp blades, sparks splashes all over, blood flew across.
After the monster fell to the ground, it turned into mud with a strong smell of sea. After the human fell to the ground, it became a corpse.
The corpses are gruesome.
Being unwilling.
Implicitly looking forward.
Yes...
The ending cannot be changed.
Dead, is dead.
Blood stained the white Priest robe.
There is no **** face, and he still has the last smile.
It is also like the teachings of Forgiveness Temple.
Comfort the world.
Forget yourself.
With only one arm left, Harvest Temple High Priest, raised his left hand, and sorted out the face for Forgiveness Temple's High Priest.
He must do this.
The other party died to save him.
"Retired!"
"Those monsters were repelled!"
A sound like this sounded.
This is not the first time.
The initial joy and euphoria are gone, and the rest is only a time to rest. The War Temple High Priest who commanded the battle in a hoarse and low voice asked: "Is the messenger rushing out?"
"Rush out, sir."
The knight of War Temple bowed and saluted.
"That's good!"
"That's good!"
"Hope is better than nothing."
The High Priest of War Temple turned his head to look at the layers of defense lined with carriages and corpses.
His eyes crossed the line of defense and looked at the elderly, women, and children who prayed in a low voice.
His lips were slightly open, and he wanted to say something, but in the end there was only a whisper of apology.
"Sorry, I did not take you out of danger."
"Sorry."
The sound is deeper and deeper.
Becomes insignificant.
His body shook slightly, leaning on the flagpole of the battle flag behind him.
He is a little tired.
Need a break.
Just a moment.
War Temple High Priest closes both eyes, the white beard blows with the wind, and the sword and shield flag belonging to God of War above his head hunts.
The remaining aura above flashes like a candle in the wind.
Pap!
The rope bound to the sword shield shield suddenly broke.
Aura is broken.
The candlelight went out.
The battle flag dances with the wind, blowing high into the sky, and then slowly falling.
Lost on War Temple High Priest.
"Adult!"
The digital knight simultaneously guarding next to War Temple High Priest knelt and cried with a choked voice.
This kind of voice is abrupt and obvious on the battlefield that has just gained a trace of tranquility.
Everyone looked here.
The knights put their hands on their chests and bent over to salute.
The soldiers bowed their heads in silence and recited the eulogy silently.
The protected civilians choked in a low voice.
Unlike the knights, soldiers, Priest, Deacon who were on the battlefield, they did not suffer a little bit of damage. The temporary defense line, which seemed to be broken in a rush, but protected them like a golden soup.
All this is the command of that person old man.
Standing on the roof of a carriage that was not incorporated into the temporary fortifications of Unique/only, the flag of the sword and shield was erected, guarding them like a real shield.
This is the case with High Priest of War Temple.
The same is true for High Priest in Courage Temple.
That was the closest time they were to danger. A group of monsters that broke in from the ground opened a big mouth of blood basins full of fangs towards them.
The High Priest of Courage Temple rushed over without hesitation, and the monster was beaten back, almost to be swallowed by the monster in the mouth of the child, but also that person High Priest stiffly snatched back from the monster's mouth.
Yong, keep going.
Wu, kill the enemy and protect the people.
He took the last cry and stood at the forefront of this line of defense.
His eyes were full of rage, and there were layers of wounds under his tattered armor.
He has long lost his breath.
But he did not fall.
It's like the "yong" and "wu" he believes in.
Depending on a person, beheaded hundreds of unexpected monsters, his... faith was not tarnished.
Even though, his face was dirty, stained with mud poured by blood.
Woo, woo!
"The monster is coming!"
The short horn sound, the clear voice, tells people that another battle has begun.
"God!"
"Save us!"
A young child is crying in a low voice, even if her mother covers her mouth firmly, it can't hide this sound.
Then, the mother saw her father who had been staying with him walking out.
"Father."
The mother shouted.
"Living."
The elderly father and grandfather have taken Motionless swords, and they can’t afford the spear, but he... still has a body.
Looking at the oncoming monster, he shouted loudly--
"Come on!"
"Eat me!"
Eat me!
Fill your stomach with my body.
Use my body in exchange for your full stomach.
Use my body in exchange for their hope.
Poof!
Bloodlight collapsed~IndoMTL.com~ His body was bitten off by a monster, two bodies fell to the ground, the monster immediately bowed his head to nibble, and more monsters rushed over to eat.
The food-robbed monster immediately opened its mouth and scolded the rest of the monsters.
But it's useless at all.
Hunger instincts make them extremely fond of such fresh, hot flesh and blood.
A small battle begins.
This has shared some pressure for the knights and soldiers.
More elderly people stood up. They used their eyes to say goodbye to their families. Like their sons and sons-in-law, they walked into the battlefield.
Death brings life, and...
Hope!
"Ahhh Ahhh!"
A young soldier shouted loudly.
He saw his father.
His father also saw him.
Wave your hand.
The next moment, he was overwhelmed by the monster.
The soldier stared at both eyes, his eyes were cracked, blood was running down the corners of the eyes, mixed with tears, tingling, but he couldn’t move, he couldn’t leave his team.
Because, he is missing one.
This team’s square will have one less corner.
That...more people will die!
No more people can die!
Enough!
Enough is enough!
The young soldier turned his head, gritted his teeth, and carried the shield with all his strength, bearing the monster's impact again and again.
......
"Oh, humble bug."
On the hillside in the distance, the gorgeously dressed man saw the scene clearly, and he could not help but scornfully laugh.
He said to the messenger beside him without looking back.
"Go and reply to adults."
"abundant harvest, forgiveness, war, Courage Temple all destroyed."
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