I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

As a war priest, Soi's aura spells can usually enhance his own strength, restore energy, and even boost the morale of all members.

But for some reason, after hanging out with Lian for so long, this little girl also learned the method of praying silently, "Evan is a pervert."

Although he cannot be called a follower of Ivan, Soi's magic has completely changed.

As soon as this spiritual light covering the city wall took effect, the soldiers defending the city who were fighting hand-to-hand with their opponents almost lost their weapons.

For the defenders, it was nothing more than adding special effects to their weapons, but the soldiers of the opposing kingdom suffered a lot.

Weapons that could be easily blocked would emit strong high-frequency vibrations when they touched one's body.

Some of the kingdom's soldiers had their metal helmets worn so tightly that they could hear the sound of their teeth knocking against each other.

This is not a big deal.

What was even more terrifying was that waves of numbing sensations hidden in the vibrations were constantly impacting his lower body...

And the sourness is getting worse...

Suddenly, the expressions of the kingdom's soldiers who were fighting in a bloody battle became strange.

At the beginning, everyone gritted their teeth and tried to control themselves.

But suddenly, a knight of the kingdom suddenly left the battle and ran towards the periphery with a twisted posture. As he ran, a suspicious liquid oozed out from under the shin armor of his calves...

This scene left the soldiers in the back row confused, but provided an example for the soldiers in the front row.

In an instant, the scene became extremely chaotic.

The siege pioneers who were resisting the damage in front ran out with water dripping from their shin guards;

The soldiers at the back who were about to charge forward were hesitant and hesitated to move forward.

The pressure on the defending forces suddenly weakened.

Several elven gods who were good at healing quickly entered the formation. Since they needed to save healing spells, they had to give priority to healing the seriously injured soldiers.

As for those with less serious injuries, they were simply bandaged and dealt with.

There is no way around it. Even with Tomba's family private soldiers, the total combat power of the entire Elf Courtyard is less than four hundred people.

Fifty of them were on top of the city wall, a spellcasting team of thirty people were behind them, guiding the [Wrath of Nature] with Alvin, and there were just over three hundred people responsible for blocking the gate.

Three hundred people need to fight against all the high-level knights of the kingdom. Even if the opponent only has 5,000 combat power left, it is more than ten times their own.

This is not Thermopylae.

A Gis warrior whose right arm was cut off at the shoulder was carefully packing his severed arm and handing it to the elven goddess in front of him.

"My Lord God, please protect my right hand... If I survive by chance, please ask Lord Ivan to quickly learn the spell that can regenerate a severed limb..."

The elf goddess who was responsible for treating her was about to cry.

Like most of the elves who ascended to the gods in the late stage, she had never experienced any decent war.

The young Gis man in front of him was covered with wounds. If it weren't for his strong will supporting his body, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Warrior from the Star Realm, what is your name?"

The Elf Goddess asked with some emotion. She wanted to remember this young man who was not an elf but fought for the elves.

The Gis man who was questioned was stunned for a moment, then he broke into a brilliant smile.

"My name is Zack - and I'm not from the star world. I was born in the Red Stone Town in the south..."

……

The eerie tranquility near the city wall was soon broken.

It wasn’t the soldiers who finally had the courage to face the water seeping through their greaves, but the four embarrassed figures who fled to the gap in the city wall;

Another tall armored knight followed closely behind.

"Boll? And you Orc kid, why are you here?

And... who beat you like this?"

Alduin, who was organizing the defense at the city gate, soon discovered two characters who were not part of the city defense force.

But Xiuman at the back looked at the tall knight and was speechless for a moment.

"Knight Terry... So you are still alive..."

But Knight Terry with empty eyes had no intention of reminiscing with them. He slowly raised his right hand, then clenched his fist and swung it down heavily.

Without any warning, a turbulent wave of air gushed out from under Terry's armor, and wind pressure no less than that of a category 10 typhoon instantly swept across the entire battlefield.

A pale golden light enveloped everything.

Both the kingdom's soldiers and the defensive forces blocking the gap were blown to and fro by the violent storm.

Some of the lighter elves and gods were blown directly into the sky by the hurricane.

Fortunately, most of them still retained the ability to float in the air, otherwise this attack would have destroyed half of the elven pantheon.

"What kind of power is this..."

Alduin, who was blown to the ground and fell several times, looked at the knight at the gap in the city wall in disbelief.

Although his size had shrunk, he still weighed the same as a thirty-foot-tall frost giant, at least three to five tons.

But even he couldn't resist the opponent's wind pressure.

However, the one who reacted the fastest was the sorcerer Xiuman.

He clearly remembered how Terry rushed towards the Kingdom Knights without hesitation after being marked by the [Clairvoyance] spell.

He was sure that the man in front of him with empty eyes was definitely not what Terry should look like.

Before the other side launched an attack, Xuman deployed a defensive shield in front of the spellcasting troops.

The warlock's defensive shield is pure magical energy, magical energy that is one with the caster himself.

After suffering excessive blows, although he successfully helped the spellcaster troops withstand the storm, Xuman also suffered a considerable blow.

His legs went limp and he fell to his knees, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

However, Terry, who had just released the terrifying wind pressure, raised his right fist again.

Xiuman's eyes were filled with fear. He tried to open the shield again, but the serious injuries on his body made it impossible for him to mobilize his magic power.

The young city lord could only watch the right fist fall mercilessly.

At this moment, a pitch-black spear accurately pierced Terry's right wrist.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen snow-white winter wolves rushed out and madly pounced on the tall young knight.

It's Xiling...

Xuman turned his head and saw that the female half-elf had rushed to Terry's side at some point. She was reciting spells quickly while sprinting.

Balls of dark green light shot towards Terry's face.