Chapter 1157 (2/2)
In order to achieve this goal, she must cooperate with the demon hunters on the front line, accurately hit the target at the moment when the ”dumb dream” is opened, and must not be avoided or blocked by the other party, because most demon hunters can't persist in the ”dumb dream” for a long time, and the empty power in the floating city can give her at most three shooting opportunities.
It's hard to do this.
In the face of the fierce demon warrior ogen, most demon hunters can hardly even get close. A very few elite demon hunters who have successfully narrowed the distance often have no time to open the magic array and turn into ashes in the flames.
The strength difference between the two sides is too far. No one can stop the crazy Ogan. It's useless even to rush up, or even cause him a little trouble.
This is no longer the difference of ”quantity”, but the gap of ”quality”.
The little wizard with his eyes close to the ”observation mirror” almost watched one after another disappear into the sea of fire - almost all of them had studied in the wizard union of red blood castle. She knew most of them, and even two-thirds of them were named, but now
In just a quarter of an hour, two-thirds of more than 100 demon hunters have been killed.
Ogan... Unharmed!
The little wizard with his teeth clenched could almost feel his heart dripping blood.
”Magic array, start!” roared the iron faced Ayn.
The stunned Isaac was startled by the little wizard's sudden determination: ”are you sure?”
”Start!”
The little wizard repeated again gnashing his teeth.
She knew that doing so would add more burden to the Wizards in the floating city, and even cause casualties... But even so, she watched the people she used to know die one by one
That's not what Ayn Rand can do. She can't.
”Well, since you insist...”
The muttering Isaac shrugged, as if he had forgotten that they had only three chances to hit, and waved to the Wizards around him with a helpless look:
”Everyone - magic array, must...”
”Boom --!!!”
Before the voice fell, there was another loud noise. The floating city hit by dozens of stone guns and iron crossbows shook continuously, and bursts of mourning came from the heavily damaged parapet.
”Magic array, prepare --!”
Isaac, who was bruised and bleeding on the wall, climbed up without changing his face, dusted himself off and raised his wand over his head:
”The launcher starts, and the magic array starts to charge the 'Jiao lightsaber'!”
”Adjust the angle, the shooter is ready, aim!”
”Ready, launch --!”
”Boom, boom, boom, boom!”
The white light beam crossed the sky and swept to the battlefield with the power of destroying the sky and the earth.
When the dazzling light dissipated, the stunned lanmalos and the surviving demon hunters stared at the area just covered by the white light.
There was nothing left except a long Azor knife dyed black.
A group of people gathered around and stared at the broken long knife - not to mention the body, there was no residue left.
The tumultuous battlefield was quiet for more than ten seconds... Not only Byrne's soldiers, but even the Azores were stunned, staring at the land where Ogan was standing and the long knife with black smoke.
Is it... Over?
That's it?
”No, he's not dead!”
A demon hunter suddenly exclaimed and looked anxiously at the people: ”Lord Lucian reminded us that we must use 'silent dream' to completely erase his empty power, otherwise...”
”Boom --!!”
The golden red light burst from the blade, and the flame spread around like a wave of air; The four demon hunters standing in the front row had no time to escape and were swallowed up by the fire.
”Ah, ah, ah --!!!”
The roaring Ogan got up slowly with a long knife from the sea of fire. His gray blue pupils looked around like fierce animals, as if looking for prey.
He stared straight ahead, holding a long gun and a broken sword... The only prey that didn't retreat afraid of himself.
The expressionless lanmalos was staring at the ground, trembling all over, and couldn't help spitting at himself.
”The Holy Cross... Thought he could live two years longer than that bastard regrell.”
”Ah, ah, ah --!!!”
The animal howled and swept away the flames, waved a long black knife, and Ogan turned into a remnant to attack lanmalos.
”Dang --!”
The sound of sharp blade collision burst in his ears, and lanmalos, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, was awakened in an instant.
A great figure stood in front of him.
The shabby Knight waved his broken sword, but stood there like an unshakable iron wall. His messy hair and dirty robe could not hide the breath of perseverance.
Most importantly, he has only one arm.
With the only remaining arms and the broken sword full of gaps, the ragged Knight blocked the fierce beast Ogan's raid.
”You, you are...”
Staring at each other's side face, lanmalos vaguely felt as if he had seen this guy somewhere.
But the knight ignored him, glanced at Ogan's ferocious face and whispered:
”Holy Cross, your light will light up the humble us;
Your will will walk on earth as it walks in heaven;
May the light shine on the earth, penetrate the darkness and shadows, and let the unbelievers embrace and cry;
At that time
All living beings... Will loudly praise the name of our Lord! ”