Chapter 135

When the sun rose gradually, the originally flustered ogres gradually recovered their reason from the raid. More and more ogres roared and joined the battle. Although many were scarred by the fighting dancers, these rough and fleshy monsters would not affect them as long as they were not fatal.

The more pain, the more death, the more it can trigger the wildness of these monsters!

No matter how the war dancers in the wind forest forget to fight to death, the thin figure can't stop these huge things. The original orderly array is torn apart and the battlefield is shrinking.

More and more Elven soldiers can only raise their spears and fight from the front; The war dancers who originally swam among the trees also had to step on the earth, dodge every fatal attack, and tear open the ogre's huge body with a sharp gun tip.

Even so, up to now, none of the spirits in the wind driven forest chose to turn around and escape, roar like red eyes, and fight to the end with these enemies who are far stronger than them.

They can't retreat - those who can still stand here are the last soldiers of the whole chasing wind forest. If we lose the counterattack, the wind driven forest elf settlement under the big tree wall will disappear from the world!

"To chase the wind through the forest!!!!!"

With scarlet eyes, Kono roared, waved a spear with one arm and rolled under the ogre. A shot pierced his knee and pulled out the shotgun from his back.

The white light flashed, and the ogre who had been stabbed through the back of his neck fell to the ground. Kono, who barely pulled out his spear, was also exhausted and had used up his last shotgun.

If we continue to fight like this, none of the remaining war dancers in the chase wind forest will be left - these soldiers are not only the soldiers of the settlement, but also the children of the settlement and the hope of the future!

Just now, he saw with his own eyes a childish child running towards the Ogre with a spear. Before he ran in front of him, he was trampled into meat sauce by another monster!

The other war dancer, Andre, who was going to save him, was caught by the ogre in mid air, torn in two, chewed and swallowed.

But even if it is tragic, as long as the fire has not risen on the big tree wall, the soldiers of the wind forest must stick to it, otherwise the sacrifice will be meaningless, and they will lose the opportunity to recapture the big tree wall forever!

Luca, that bastard, when the hell is he going to delay?!

The war dancers in the chase wind forest are dying. Why hasn't the fallen tree been lit? What's the matter?!

Anxious Kono's eyes never left the other side of the tree wall for a moment. The flame that should have been rising into the sky for a long time did not appear, and he could not even see a trace of shadow.

Gradually out of support, the chasing wind Forest Elves are still fighting desperately. Holding the scarred body one after another, the eyes turned into cold bones in the roar of the ogre, leaving an additional wound on the monster with the broken spear.

They will all die here. When they climb the big tree wall, they know clearly that they can't return to the settlement.

Just when the battle on the top of the mountain gradually began to fall into disadvantage, another group of ELF soldiers rushed out from behind the ogre and joined the battlefield waving spears and throwing guns.

The sudden appearance of Luca and the dancers in the morning star forest slowed the pace of the fight. Once again, the ogres who were hit by both sides panicked again. They didn't know which side of the enemy they should fight, and fell into a situation of fighting on their own.

The most elite soldiers of Morningstar forest formed a shuttle shaped queue, and like spears, they ruthlessly inserted into the chaotic ogres from the rear, tearing them in half from the center!

And the figure of a female elf was striking at the front. The capable short fire red hair simply became a flag, so that the war dancers behind them would try their best not to be lost by her speed.

The fallen ogres were reaped one by one by her. They fought frantically in silence, like pouring out their anger. They even broke their spear too hard, picked up another one from the ground and continued to join the battle.

The elf soldiers who reduced the pressure immediately began to fight back. Obviously, they had suffered heavy casualties, but they still attacked again and again like a wave, falling one after another on the cold ground.

But even in chaos, ogres are still powerful monsters. In front of the number of rolling, no matter how brave and good at fighting, the elves are still at a disadvantage.

The sudden emergence of the morning star forest war dancers only temporarily reversed the situation.

"We are the floating leaves in this world, we are the rain and dew falling in the morning;

It's the shining stars, the green buds of ancient wood branches... "

In a trance, Kono suddenly flashed a few ballads in his mind, clenched his spear and rushed to the place where the ogres were the most.

"Look at your face, fool."

With the incomparably cold touch, Loren opened his eyes and was in darkness. His hands were restrained, his knees were kneeling on the ground, and half of his body was soaked in biting cold water.

Dark walls, vaguely visible fences, chains that tie your arms... Are you in a dungeon?

"Dalton... Mentor?"

The wizard in black was staring at Loren kneeling on the ground with both hands and disgust. His eyes were full of ridicule: "did you expect such an end when you were complacent?"

"I've seen you for a long time, Loren Turin - you think you're good at lying, you think you're good at cheating, you fool the whole world like a fool, pretending to be the protagonist of some story."

"Let me tell you, you are a doll. A doll to be enjoyed by hundreds of people when they are bored."

"Say the written lines, do the arranged actions, and then... Appear on the stage." Dalton kand's face showed a strange smile and shook his head:

"No... you're not even as good as a doll. You're just a poor bastard who doesn't know where you are and who you are - you trust a person you shouldn't trust when you shouldn't trust others."

"Look at you, what do you think you are? You're just a plaything for the evil god when he's bored. You take it for granted that you may make a deal with him?" Dalton snorted with a smile: "you're more stupid than the weakest retarded I've ever seen, because you think you're... Smart."

Slowly closed his eyes, endured the inexplicable anger at the bottom of his heart, and Lauren said nothing.

This is not the real Dalton, but the product of his subconscious illusion, just

"It's just your imagination." the funny Dalton said from the bottom of his heart: "you'll never leave here because you're a coward."

"Leave room and don't close yourself to a dead end - that's your smug trick and a shame cloth to cover up your cowardice!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Lauren said coldly, biting his teeth: "tell me how to get out of here

"Dalton" walked out of the cell with his hands on his back, locked the door, threw the key in and hung it on the handle of the sword - and the steel sword was against Loren's chest.

The answer is obvious. You have to get the key to go out, but before that, you will be pierced by a steel sword.

Loren hesitated for a moment. The touch of steel sword is incomparably real. If you touch it directly, you must

"Those elves who believe in you are dying, and you don't even want to bleed for them. Look at your own face, what do you want me to say, coward."

"Shut up!"

The thin body suddenly moved forward, and the sword tip stabbed into the chest seemed to cut the lung leaves, and the blood gushed directly from the mouth.

Biting his teeth, the blade slipped from the bone, leaving a harsh sound. The pain of tearing heart and lungs constantly stimulated the brain, as if every muscle was twitching.

"Since you want to see it so much, I'll let you see enough!" Lauren propped up his knees and slowly moved forward. The sword edge also slowly pierced his body, revealing from behind: "open your eyes for me!"

Loren, whose hands were tied, directly "lay down" and bit the handle of the sword, clamped the body of the sword with his ribs, and half knelt and made a sudden force!

"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"

The crisp sound of breaking broke the wooden frame that fixed the steel sword!

His knees trembled. Lauren stood up from the cold water with the key. The steel sword on his chest had torn his upper body into flesh and blood. His wild eyes were staring at "Dalton" outside the prison:

"How was my performance, son of a bitch!"