"Ahem..."

Turner coughed twice, and with the cold touch on his face, he realized that he was lying on the ground at this moment.

The firewood in the falling stove next to it was still burning, and the air above the flames fluctuated with a distortion that was visible to the naked eye.

Just now it seems...

"Captain, be careful!"

The subordinates next to him roared and threw themselves to the ground. While a fireball exploded on his back, the explosion of another fireball blows down the stove next to him.

A large iron pot of dozens of kilograms fell on his subordinates' backs with hot red oil...

Turner gasped and looked up at the irregularly shaped blisters on the back of his left hand, and irregular folds and twists in his skin.

A red mixed with yellow liquid appeared on the back of the hand with a heart-wrenching pain.

But now Turner has no time to consider these things. The pain on the back of the ninja's hand turned over and sat up, and saw his subordinate next to him.

He opened his eyes wide and lay on his side with his face extremely distorted expression. His back was completely burned, and he couldn't tell the difference between his clothes and skin...

"Damn... wake up!"

Turner reached out to pat his face, but it was colder and colder than the winter air.

Unwilling to give up, Turner pressed his two fingers against his neck, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

However, there was no thrust on my fingers, even if it was just a very subtle one...

"No...no..."

Turner gritted his teeth and pounded the ground with his fist.

The soldiers around were still running around and busy. The guards behind the wall pulled out arrows, fired, and fired... and then mechanically repeated the next time.

A necromancer next to him was chanting a spell, and a golden arc shot from the two eyes of the skull at the top of the staff rushed straight to the bottom of the city wall.

Shouting, roaring, screaming... all kinds of sounds resounded around.

Turner gasped and reached out and closed his subordinate's eyes, "Brother, don't worry, I will avenge you!"

After saying that, Turner stood up and came to the back of the battlement. He saw that the knight opposite had arrived under the city wall and began to prepare to climb up.

At a height of five or six meters, whether it is high or short, the enemies rushing over squeezed their shoulders on the wall, and let the comrades behind them rush up on their shoulders.

There are thousands of skeleton soldiers guarding the city gate. They do not attack actively, but are only responsible for blocking the city gate.

Seeing that Turner, who had already started to fit the human body below, turned his head and said viciously to his subordinates beside him: "Push it to the stove! Scald them to death!"

"yes!"

The hot red oil flowed down the city wall, and the next moment, a series of screams sounded, and the scalded enemy rolled on the snow screaming.

"It's simply despicable!" An enemy below who was lucky enough to be burned up looked up and shouted, "You all..."

"Swoosh--"

As a arrow shot by Turner penetrated his neck, the words behind him could no longer be said...

But looking at the dark enemy behind him, Turner couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

Although he has the advantage of geographical advantage, the power of the magician is unreasonable. In just one round of fireball, he had killed and injured dozens of subordinates, and he only had about a thousand people. Can he withstand such a fight?

"team leader!"

The subordinate next to him suddenly exclaimed, raised his hand and pointed at the sky behind him, "Look!"

Turner turned around and squinted his eyes to the three figures in the sky, "That's..."

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A large amount of blood was sprayed out from Matt's neck, causing half of Fyana's face and collar to be dyed red.

The light wings behind Matt suddenly disappeared, and Fyana walked through his armpits and held him in her arms.

"Ah..." Feiyana raised her head, blood flowed down her chin, and exhaled with intoxication, "Your taste... is so great..."

"Matt!" Ava roared, and the light wings flashed behind her back, and rushed towards Fiana directly.

"Don't worry! Wouldn't I be with you?"

Mihal laughed and walked around from the side, and the spear in his hand rushed straight to Ava's chest.

They were in a fight again, but Dikao frowned and looked at the dozens of fireballs that had already flown in, gritting his teeth and said, "Oh no! You can't fall into the city!"

As he said that, he flapped his wings behind him, suddenly raised them for dozens of meters, and then inhale hard.

The magic power in the whole body gathered in an instant, and his chest bulged high.

"roar--"

Along with Dikao's roar, a pillar formed by flames wrapped around a golden arc spit out of his mouth.

At the beginning, it was only the thickness of the fist, and with the lengthening of the distance, the diameter was already more than half a meter when it was twenty meters away.

The roaring Decao waved his head suddenly, and the thunder flame pillar spit out of his mouth instantly swept over more than a dozen fireballs.

"Boom boom boom..."

Before the large number of fireballs fell, they were swept away by the thunder flames spit out by Dikao and exploded. They broke into small sparks the size of fingernails in the sky.

However, due to the fierce explosion at one time, Dikao's subsequent magic power could not keep up, so more than a dozen fireballs were not swept.

"not good!"

It was too late for Dikao to remedy it again, so he could only watch more than a dozen fireballs fall into Dongcheng District.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Fireballs falling into Dongcheng District exploded one after another, and you could see a lot of gravel tiles and wood chips splashing in the air, tangling with the snowflakes splashing on the roof.

"Damn!"

Dikao cursed and waved his fist hard.

"My King, what's wrong?" Rabel flew over and asked.

"Oh..." Dikao gritted his teeth and sighed, turned his head to look at Ava who was fighting with Mihal, and looked at Matt who was twitching in Fyana's arms, feeling a little helpless.

Ava forced Mihal back with a sword and rushed directly towards Fyana.

Feiyana fell quickly, and Ava chased her closely behind.

Seeing this scene, Mihal immediately chased after him. After Rabel looked at Dikao, he followed him.

After Fyana landed, she placed Matt, who was not dead, on the ground, and Ava landed not far away.

Just as he was about to launch an attack, Mihal's voice sounded above his head, "What are you running away? Didn't you say I'll accompany you?"

Ava raised her sword suddenly, Mihal grinned and avoided it, then landed beside Feiyana, and Rabel slowly fell down.

"It's okay, he's just one step ahead of you." Mihal smiled with his scarlet tongue, "You'll be the same as him in a while, don't worry!"

"Stop!" Dikao suddenly landed next to several people.

"My King." Mihal and others turned their heads, not knowing what Dikao means.

"Leave this to me. You go to the city gate to help block the enemy!" Dikao waved his hand and said, "Listen, give priority to protecting my city!"

"My King..."

"Do you want me to say it again?" Dikao asked.

"As for your order!" Mihar and the other two nodded and agreed, spread their wings and flew towards the city gate.

"Okay, we're all left..." Dikao stared at Ava, "Since I've made my city like this, don't leave!"

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Looking at the figures chasing each other in the sky, the expressions of the people in the Demon Castle were a little complicated.

If it was a year ago, the public would definitely agree with this situation.

But now, since the Demon King came, although there are a lot more rules than before, their lives have indeed become better.

When the Demon King first got this city, he said that it would allow them to live a better life, but now he is really making everyone's life better and better.

The gangsters who used to extort every day disappeared, the streets became cleaner, the food became more, and the children of ordinary people were able to study...

Dikao is indeed working to keep his promises and he is making the city better and better.

Now that someone comes to kill him and wants to take the city back, will they return to their original life?

Nathan looked at the figure in the sky and became even more anxious. He had just run around the forest outside the city but didn't see Enjieli.

After returning, he found that there were many signs of fighting on the streets of Nancheng District. Then he heard someone say he had seen the woman with long green hair, and Nathan quickly ran to Dongcheng District again.

But after searching for it for most of the day, no results were achieved, and Nathan couldn't help but give up.

I'm afraid there are fighting on the city gates in Beicheng District now? Is it still time?

Nathan sighed and squatted on the ground, thinking about what he should do.

There seem to be more than a hundred people in Kainan? But what's the point!
To be continued...