People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

"Meet the enemy!!!"

Lancelot's eyes were wide open and he kept roaring.

This tentacle emanated a strong, unsettling vibration.

Chao Mei looked at Ling An with her lips opened. Amid the chaotic roar, Ling An understood what she meant:

"Narashiki."

"How dare he... How dare he!!!" Lancelot's eyes were red, and a shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

He roared and rushed towards the tentacle, drawing a long blade from his waist.

"Tower of Babel! He wants to destroy the Tower of Babel! We can't let him succeed!" The knights shouted and rushed towards the tentacles tied tightly to the Tower of Babel.

But their bodies are too small, as small as ants.

They summoned Sheng Hai to fight together, and their overwhelming long-range attacks could not leave the slightest mark on the tentacles.

Lancelot, on the other hand, was almost rushing to the tentacles.

"Dad, Dad is missing..." In the chaos, Lan hesitated and walked towards the ravine in confusion.

Ling An was furious and said to Chao Mei, "Stop her!"

He spread his wings and swooped towards the Tower of Babel with a roar.

He looked behind him, but could not see the root. The tentacle spanned the vast sea and reached the Tower of Babel, intending to destroy the last hope of Lina Xita.

This is definitely the power of Mingshiki!

Just like the phantom moon at the beginning, this is the carrier of Mingshi's power!

Ling An gripped the spear tightly and thrust it into the tentacles with infinite power.

Even though his body was much taller than that of an average person, he was like an ant under a tree in front of this tentacle.

He is so powerful!

But Ling An said nothing, just kept killing.

The huge Tower of Babel, a majestic existence known as the Jade Pillar of the Sea that Suppresses Thunder, actually began to whine as it was entangled by the tentacles.

"No, no, the Holy Tower cannot fall!" Lancelot's eyes were red. "Everyone, for the glory of the Renaxi Tower! For the future of the younger generation! Follow me and kill!"

"For the glory of Lina Xita!" Hundreds of knights rushed to the battlefield and pounced on the tentacles.

Facing a body that carries Ming Shi's power, even if it's a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it won't allow itself to retreat even a single step.

However, at this moment, it seemed that the noise of these ants had finally annoyed Him.

In an instant, countless fine branches shot out from this towering tentacle.

It pierced through the knights who pounced on it in an instant, either from the heart or from the waist and abdomen.

The heavy smell of blood, mixed with the salty scent of the sea breeze, filled everyone's nostrils.

Lancelot did not move.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the hideous tentacles that pierced his abdomen.

Such injuries are only a step away from death.

He curled his lips into a smile.

Then his face turned fierce, he placed his arms on the ferocious tentacles, stepped forward, thrust his body forward, and roared:

"For the glory of Lina Xita, follow me and charge!"

He just let the tentacles pierce through him and continued walking towards the Tower of Babel.

Behind Lancelot were hundreds of knights.

They seemed to be ignited by this flame, and completely ignored the tentacles still in their bodies, and advanced towards the Tower of Babel like Lancelot.

With every step he took, the wound would get bigger and blood would drip uncontrollably.

They have walked hundreds of bloody paths.

just.

This is too slow.

But death came too quickly.

They moved slowly, with scarlet blood oozing from their waists and abdomens. Too many people died hanging from the tentacles before they could reach the Tower of Babel.

It turned into a scarlet fruit with drops of blood flowing through it.

At the front, Lancelot's steps slowed down.

He knew that he could no longer reach the end.

In front of him, the crumbling Tower of Babel emitted a heartbreaking wail.

He raised his head, his face was pale and his golden hair was scattered.

Towards Ling An, he uttered his last words: "Friends, you must protect the Holy Pagoda for us..."

Ling An turned around, only to see the long blade, which he could not hold tightly, fall to the ground.

No matter how powerful he was, he was ultimately powerless in the face of such an injury.

"No!" Ling An's eyes turned red, and a terrible sorrow came over him.

This battle was completely beyond his expectations.

Lancelot is very strong, and it can even be said that he is only a step away from being defeated.

he died.

It means that everyone can die.

Even him, even Chao Mei.

Where is the ruler of Linaxi Tower?

Why was Ming Shi allowed to attack the main city and shake the Tower of Babel?

Could it be that she also fell?

Behind him, Chao Mei soared into the sky with a sharp sword, determined to cut off Ming Shi's tentacles.

But the next second, a tremendous pressure came down from the sky.

Ling An looked up at the sky.

There, stood a woman.

She arrived like a meteor, wearing silver armor, her long black hair dancing in the wind.

"It's the king, the king has arrived..." A knight showed a relieved smile on his face, and then he let go and fell asleep.

The king of Linaxi Tower returns at this moment.

Ling An stared quietly, her brows furrowed and a look of sympathy on her face.

Despite her outstanding appearance, the determination revealed on her face still caught most of the attention.

At this moment, standing in the sky, gazing at the Tower of Babel, he was shrouded in a sacred and inviolable aura.

Ling An understood at the first sight of King Lina Xita.

She is strong.

He is definitely the strongest person he has ever seen.

Even today's trendy girls, without concealing their strength, can probably only be on par with her at best.

No wonder he looked so trustful of the king when talking to Lancelot.

The statement that he is invincible in all battles is probably not an empty statement.

Her eyes fell from the clouds, her lips slightly opened, her voice firm and cold, as vast as the ocean:

"I'm late."

As she finished speaking, she fell from the sky, pulled out her sharp blade halfway, and slashed it on the tentacle.

The tentacles wrapped around the Tower of Babel split into two.

The end that stretched toward the bottom of the sea was quickly retracted with a painful feeling, and the remnants entangled in the Tower of Babel turned into faint scarlet light and disappeared.

This was an extremely powerful strike that fully demonstrated her strength.

She stepped forward and stood in front of Ling An and Chao Mei: "Dear guests, are you injured?"

"I was dragged by Him in the middle of the sea, and I just got here now." She looked at the scarred land and said softly:

"This is all my fault. Fortunately, the holy tower was not destroyed."

"No." Ling An shook his head. "There is only death in war. The fact that you are still alive is the greatest luck for Lina Xita."

Hearing this, she raised her eyebrows slightly, placed her palm on the side of Ling An's face, and asked curiously: "Ming-style... aura?"

At a glance, she saw through Ling An's true nature.

Ling An was speechless. He just looked at the piles of corpses lying on the ground after the tentacles disappeared, with a complicated expression.

Too many people died.

Chao Mei stepped forward, pulled Ling An back half a step, and said warily:

"Let's go, we need to discuss the next countermeasures."

Ling An nodded slightly.

A girl's crying could be heard not far away.