Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1647: Betrayer

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"What is this? The smell of new wood, the smell of tender grass, the wind in late spring, and the smell of sea water. Too clean, the smell of too clean is always so uncomfortable." In Linmu There was a voice speaking in a low voice, the darkness between the woods gradually became brighter, and a fire gradually spread in the darkness. Where it passed, the trees burned and the grass turned to ashes. Then a black shadow emerged from the fire, and a rough hand was pressed against the trunk of a tree. The hand was covered with thick hairs, not like a hand at all, but like a claw.

The claws of the beast.

From time to time there are sparks floating between the hairs, and after leaving this hand, they fall around. When it falls, the sparks will glow and become a flame. A lot of flames close together to form a flame, so the surrounding trees and grass will burn.

In the light of the fire, an orc looked at the ruins of the city in the distance, and made a low voice from his mouth: "Clean things should not exist, blood and flames are our hotbeds. Destroy, burn, tear it apart , Destroy it. My army, my minions, kill all human beings!"

More monsters rushed past the orcs, merged into the dark tide in the wilderness, and gathered in the direction of the ruins of the city.

The people in the ruins are struggling to give up their lives.

Orlando had to use the complex environment of the ruins to maximize the impact of the flame knight’s group charge. This steel cavalry had to slow down in the ruins, and because of the terrain, it was diverted from the previous dense formation. A flame war knife is broken down into a dagger. The dagger is still a dagger, and the dagger is still much sharper than a shovel or a hammer. What's more, those holding these daggers are ruthless killing machines, while those holding shovels are civilians.

Comparing the two, human beings are almost being slaughtered, so it is not surprising.

But Orlando couldn't accept it.

So he was almost desperate, acting as a fighter to kill the enemy, and at the same time he had to direct people to fight and walk.

He doesn't know how long he can last, but now, he can last as long as he can.

Orlando gave a long scream, and the iron spear was like a rainbow in his hand. He dragged his gun and fired, the gun might be as powerful as thunder, and the three flame knights were provoked through the chest with one shot. Lifting his foot again, he kicked the body out. He fell to the ground, his heart beating wildly, and then he gradually calmed down, but he was panting. There is no space to rest. From the moment the battle is started, the gun is shot and then shot again. The source power is consumed at a terrible speed, and he has not yet reached the threshold of 30th level, naturally he can't draw the source power from the void to supplement.

This is very deadly, Orlando has consumed seven or eight out of ten of his energy. Now even if he uses the remaining source power to escape, he doesn't know if he can escape.

Of course he didn't plan to escape.

If he escapes, the remaining people die faster.

Several flame knights rushed out from a lane on the left, and Orlando inhaled and rolled off to the ground. The iron gun swept against the ground in his hand, sweeping across the horse's legs, and suddenly there was a sound of broken bones. The front hooves of several war horses broke and they rolled and fell to the ground with the knight on the horse. Orlando bounced from the ground, stabbing with iron spear, stabbing flame knights to death. As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard someone yell "careful". A knight killed him from behind, raised his spear and stabbed it behind Orlando.

Someone jumped from an abandoned building on the right, pounced on the knight and knocked him off the horse. The knight smashed the man with his fist, then raised his gun and threw it. The spear nailed him to the wall, and the blood was bleeding.

Orlando roared, and the gun pierced fiercely through the knight's chest. When he pulled it out again, it was not blood but a lava-like liquid that spewed out of his chest, and the knight fell staggeringly.

Someone ran up nearby. Some of these people were urban residents and some were soldiers, but their faces were black and red, and the black was mud and the red was blood.

"My lord, no more, we are surrounded."

Orlando stalked the ground and asked: "How many people are there?"

"That's it, my lord."

Orlando glanced around, feeling extremely heavy in his heart. There are more people here, but there are only three to four hundred people. As for the fewer soldiers, two thousand soldiers, now there are only about 30 people. Orlando took a breath, his wounds aching faintly, and he straightened his body and said: "Everyone, we can't go anymore. Today we will all die here. It's an honor to be able to fight you brave people to the end!"

"So are we, sir." A blacksmith yelled with his hammer held high: "Let us fight to the end!"

"Fight to the end!"

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and a team of flame knights galloped from the surrounding alleys, and they blocked all retreats. Then there was the sound of flapping wings, and countless fire boys were all over the sky. Finally, on the various buildings in the ruins, you can see the figure of the Fire Horned Demon.

Orlando they have nowhere to escape.

"Kill!" Orlando roared, and the gun shot out like a dragon, and rushed to a team of flame knights first.

Behind him, there was a killing sound.

The flame knight began to charge, the fire boy dropped fireballs like rain, and the fire horn demon rushed down from various buildings.

Death is oncoming.

But at this moment, the flame knights in front of Orlando suddenly fell apart, and then a fierce epee swept out of the chest of the front knight, cutting the knight in two. Behind the fallen knight is a man standing on a chariot. His whole body was wrapped in armor studded with thorns, a cloak burned blazingly behind him, and the epee in his hand was stained with the "blood" of the knight.

Suddenly the ground behind him arched, and someone got out of the ground and flew straight into the air. Sparks continued to fall in mid-air, and the fireballs dropped by those fire boys were driven by a force field and flew upside down into the sky. After a while, the sky exploded continuously, and the continuous fireball turned the sky into a sea of ​​fire.

From the gap in the ground that was broken by someone, the flaming horned demon kept coming out. People were taken aback, thinking that new enemies had joined. But these guys with the same first-born horns and human hooves faced their own kind and fought with the beasts that fell from the building.

Orlando couldn't help being stunned, even he couldn't tell what was going on.

Then listened to a voice behind him: "Leave it to us here, you guys go quickly."

The man standing on the chariot said so.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Hiron, and I am ordered by His Royal Highness Allen to protect his territory and people."

"Ai...Allen?" Orlando almost thought he had heard it wrong.

"Get out of here."

Although the situation is weird, Orlando also knows that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, and now greets the remaining people to leave with him.

At this moment, from the other side of the city, there was a roar in the direction of the wilderness. The roar was full of anger, and then Orlando vaguely heard someone shouting: "You betrayers!"