Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 144:
The Knight God was blocked by a blow, and he frowned.
His current state is not good. Attacks like the one just now cannot be performed casually. Between two attacks, it takes a period of time. On the one hand, it is to accumulate strength and on the other hand, it is to adjust the state.
(I am old after all!)
The knight **** under the armor secretly sighed. If he was young and strong, such an attack would come at his fingertips, and he could send as many times as he wanted.
(How long ago was it the last time I fought with all my strength? Ten thousand years? Twenty thousand years? I can’t remember. It turns out I’m so old that I can’t even remember the time...)
The sigh in his heart didn't slow his movements, and he raised the sword again.
But at this moment, the sky suddenly changed color, and dozens of orcs with strong rays of light descended from the sky and rushed towards him.
Although the orc gods took a while, they still came.
Not only that, they didn’t just ran over as a commander with a polished rod. Following them, they saw a crack in the sky. Thousands of envoys roared out, forming a huge battle. It exudes a trembling vicious air, and rushes to the **** of knights.
Since you want to shoot, you must go all out. The orc gods also didn't care about what the price would be. They only knew one thing-if they couldn't kill the knight **** here, then the entire orc **** system would be ruined. For the orcs who admire the strong, this is simply a disaster!
So, don’t worry about anything, whether you’re an avatar or a god’s envoy, you can take out everything you can take out and fight this old thing!
Either this old undead tin can is finished today, or the orcs and gods are on the street, either you die or I die, there is no third choice!
Looking at the mighty army of orcs and divine envoys rushing over like a tide, even the bravest knight was shocked.
"Can you win?" Crick asked with a pale face.
The corners of Spencer’s mouth twitched, and he whispered: "Don’t dream in broad daylight! One or two is fine, just look at the number..."
Divine envoys are combat tools made by gods with divine power. Some of them are made from high-level believers, and some are created out of thin air. Either way, one thing is roughly the same.
Every divine envoy is the least capable of reaching the legendary level.
Looking at the mighty and endless, conservatively estimated army of gods and envoys that need to be counted in "thousands", the Spencer and Crick have the courage to use them as an example, it is already extraordinary bravery. Tenacious.
Seeing the orc gods and the ensuing orc army descend from the sky, the air forces of both sides hurriedly landed-or fell, which is almost the same anyway, because whether it is flying beasts, giant eagles and griffins, both Has been frightened by the mighty force of the orc gods and divine envoys, and couldn't fly at all.
And when they were about to rush to the ground, the knight **** laughed.
"Do you think you have a lot of people?" He said to himself, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you!"
In the next moment, His whole person emits a dazzling white light. The white light is dotted and dotted, like countless raindrops falling on the ground. With each drop of white light falling, a vague figure stands up and quickly becomes clear.
Among these figures, there are not only those envoys who have accompanied him all the way to protect mankind and fought countless times in order to protect mankind; there are also those who are loyal and tenacious, fighting to the end in order to fulfill the knight’s beliefs. The deceased for a moment; and there are also those who have walked through countless battlefields, took the souls of warriors who died in battle to the kingdom of God, and once led them to sweep away the ghosts and spirits of the Holy Spirit Valkyrie.
If anyone now comes to the Kingdom of Glory, the kingdom of human gods, they will be surprised to see that the kingdom of the **** of knights has been completely wiped out at this moment, and even a divine envoy or a believer has not been left behind. .
Even, the entire kingdom of God is constantly disintegrating, turning into an endless white light, penetrating far distances, and falling to the ground, becoming the power to support the knight god, the holy spirit, the angels, and the believers to fight.
In the kingdom of the knight god, there is no one who can't fight. So when the army of the orc gods rushed over, they had already set up the battlefield.
There is not a big difference in quantity between the two sides, but the difference in quality is big. The army of the orc gods is entirely composed of divine envoys, while the main force of the army of the knight gods is the believers. Even though most of his followers have a certain degree of combat effectiveness, they are far behind the army of orcs and divine envoys who have reached the legendary realm at the lowest standard.
However, the **** of knights and his men, not only showed no fear, but sang war hymns loudly, and launched a counter-charge toward the orc army!
The one who rushed to the front was the knight **** himself who was riding a thin old horse, wearing worn-out armor, and holding a simple long sword!
The next moment, shouting to kill the sky.
It is not only the envoys and believers from both sides who are fighting, but the mortals are also involved in this battle. At this moment, both the orcs and the humans have fallen into fanaticism, the difference in strength? Your own safety? Those who have long been thrown out of the sky by them, there is only one thought in their minds, which is fighting!
Fight! Defeat the enemy and win!
Of course there are some people who have not fallen into fanaticism, such as humans who do not believe in the **** of knights, or the orc emperor Yunero Tiger himself.
Ignore the latter of the lonely family, but the number of the former is actually quite a lot.
King Woods Igor of the Eagle Kingdom and the guards around him are like this.
Originally in the Eagle Kingdom, the belief in the **** of knights was quite popular. There were many believers in the **** of knights in the Imperial Guard guarding the capital and in the guards guarding the king. But in the "blood-stained eagle crown" rebellion more than 30 years ago and the subsequent great purge, all the followers of the **** of knights and the **** of eagles were eliminated, some were killed, and more were sent. Other troops. There is not even a soldier who believes in these two deities in the army guarding Eagle Wing City, the capital of the Eagle Kingdom.
Although there are many people who have been infected by the decisive battle between humans and orcs...this kind of fierce and magnificent battle, regardless of whether they rushed up and rushed to the forefront of the battle, but at least the great Most of the Guards and the King of Woods did not do this.
The soldiers are busy regrouping, and Woods is thinking about what to do next.
So far, this battle has developed into a decisive battle between the knight **** and the orc gods. As a mortal, even if he is a king, he appears insignificant in this battle. Perhaps just a few envoys rushing over were enough to crush him and the guards that had suffered heavy losses in the previous battle.
...It was just like when the **** of knight descended before, and his followers were resurrected, morale increased, and strength soared, and they launched a charge against the orc army.
At that time, the veteran Noram, who led the heavy infantry and nearly killed King Woods himself on the spot, was rushed by a group of resurrected believers in the **** of knights. Even though he rose up bravely and killed many people one after another, he couldn't withstand it in the end~IndoMTL.com~ fell down and never stood up again. I don't know if it was hacked to death or trampled to death by a Celestial Warhorse.
This scene happened not far in front of King Woods, and he saw it clearly.
At the time, although he had a little pleasure in revenge, he was more in fear.
Now, this panic is like dough that has been fermented all night, which has expanded several times.
(What should I do?)
He looked at the battlefield uneasily, full of worries and trepidation, and even wanted to turn his head and walk away, running away.
At this moment, a voice that had been familiar to him in his nightmares for countless times came.
"Uncle, as a king, shouldn't you lead everyone to fight?"
Woods Igor suddenly turned around and saw a young man in black leather armor standing behind him with a smile. Although he was a little older and no longer the youthful youth, his appearance was clearly his. Nephew, Leon Igor! Mobile users please visit