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Chapter five hundred and sixty-eight death, wither

The leader was Carlo, who was riding the Golden Dragon King, with golden armor all over his body, and a bright smile on his face.

"Sir, the other party seems to be prepared!" The adjutant's heart suddenly sank into the bottomless abyss. God, it was actually the Crazy Dragon Iron Cavalry. Although there were only three, they were like moving war fortresses, all of which were broken.

Prodov also knew that this time he had so simple attacks into the city must have been designed by the other party, but now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. If the moving horses are forcibly stopped, then there is no need to attack the enemy, and more than half of their troops will be killed or injured due to trampling on each other.

"For the God of Light, fight!" Prodov took out a white scroll from his arms, and a flesh pain flashed across his face. This was the 5-star group magic he bought from a cardinal with a large sum of money. God's blessing. With the blessing of God, the combat power of the warriors under him will increase by 30%, and their defense power will increase to 50% that is against the sky. This level of scroll can only be made by a half-step holy mage, and the success rate is very low. A such scroll costs at least 20,000, and it is still priced and it is not something that can be bought by internal personnel.

But for victory, Prodov fought hard.

Facing the cavalry sweeping over like a torrent, Carlo said calmly to Baghdaf beside him: "His Excellency Baghdaf, it's up to you next!"

Baghdav, wearing black armor, was still straddling his mount, the dark demon dog, "Don't worry, you won't disappoint!" Then he waved his hands and shouted, "Death, wither!"

A thick black mist swept out, like a gust of wind, washing the army from beginning to end.

"Oh, God of Light is above, what's going on? Why do I feel a little dizzy?"

"I kind of want to vomit!"

"I'm so tired and want to sleep!"

"The power of God's blessing disappeared quickly in me. The power of light in my body was also constantly disappearing. God, what's going on?"

Prosov clearly sensed this situation. However, he had 5-star strength and quickly drove out this discomfort. He gritted his teeth and stared at the black armored knight who was constantly clear in front of him. "Damn it, cooperate with his mount. Use a super-large dark magic, Death Knight, damn it!"

Finally, a close fight was fought.

However, compared with the 2-meter-long iron-backed earth dragon that was rushing wildly, the seemingly ferocious guard knight was like a paper-paste, like blowing and rotting. The Crazy Dragon Iron Cavalry immediately dug a large hole in the dense guard knight formation.

Carlo's most fierce performance was perhaps because he was heartbroken by his own tribe's casualties, so he began to turn wildly at the first time. The sword energy in his hand turned into a rainbow and slashed towards Prodov. Wherever the powerful sword energy passed, the guard knights around him exploded and died tragically, and some even even the war horses were cut into two halves.

Facing Jinghong's sword energy, Prodov's expression changed slightly. This level of sword energy almost reached the level of the half-step holy level. How could it be? The other party was just a 5-star warrior like him!

Before he could think, Prodov also used the attack he had accumulated for a long time. The power of light turned into a cross sword to face the sword energy of the shocking rainbow.

"boom!"

It was like a small missile exploded, and two terrifying forces collided and swept out. The thick skin and thick flesh and the fully armed iron-backed earth dragon were naturally fine. But the guards were in trouble. Under the energy shock wave, like fallen leaves under the strong wind, some of their bodies were deformed in mid-air.

The two powerful men fought, and at least more than 200 guard knights were affected. Prodov was really angry that the three corpse gods were furious.

However, his angry expression was forever portrayed in the hearts of all the guardians. The next moment, their Count Prodov, was submerged by a golden flame. When the golden flame dissipated, their 100000 horses were gone, and even his 10000 horses disappeared. On the ground, there were two sets of black armor, one of which was the war horse, and the other of which was their respectable and lovely 100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

Opposite, one or two smoke filled with smoke from the huge golden-backed Dragon King's nose. Taking advantage of the fact that Prodov fought with him and his strength could not be recovered quickly, Carlo made a wise decision and let his mount spray out the highest temperature flame. Sure enough, Prodov, who was not at all wary, was burned to ashes under the golden flame.

"Brothers, let me kill you and avenge your dead tribe!"

Carlo held the blade of light and kept slashing out a strong sword energy. The golden-backed Dragon King under his seat was even more fierce. He saw its head gently pushing out a tongue of flame, and at least hundreds of guard knights died tragically.

"kill!"

Two crazy dragon cavalry shot out like a sharp blade.

"Boys, don't be beaten by the Berserker!"

The Rage Flame, holding a huge hammer, led a Rage Flame Dwarf Corps to follow each dwarf, and each dwarf rose with a powerful aura. They had amazing explosive power all year round. In addition to the flame technique they practiced, the Rage Flame Dwarf was like explosives, killing the guard knights and overturning them.

But the street is very well designed, 2 meters wide. Although there are many guard knights, there are only less than three people who really fight against the Berserkers and the Rage Dwarves. The others are all behind, and they are all at a loss. They only see their ten thousand men killed by the other side.

After the desperate journey just now, in order to escape the rain of arrows on the roofs on both sides, the formation of the guard knights had long been broken. In addition, the core figure Plodov was killed. Without the commander's dispatch, the guard knights had no power of resistance under the impact of the two major troops.

Carlo was like an invincible armored vehicle, with dozens of meters of sword energy slashing out, people blocking and killing people, gods blocking and killing gods, and there was no one-union enemy. Moreover, the Dragon King under his seat, who came with such a fire from time to time to clear the road for him, was simply a war meat grinder.

The three iron-backed earth dragons are also terrifying. They almost didn't need the berserkers on their backs to take action. They had already stepped on their enemies under their feet, heads, tails, and body bumped, and a bloody path was torn apart by them.

Then there were the Berserker Cavalry. These Berserker Cavalry one by one, with amazing combat power. In addition, the guard knights no longer had the morale of fighting, so they were almost chopping watermelons.

The Rage Flame Dwarf Corps is not bad either. Although they are only two-thirds of that of humans, they are extremely powerful. Even if the guard knights wear armor, they will be smashed to pieces under their huge hammers. The body wrapped inside becomes meat sauce under the terrifying impact.

Baghdav is the easiest person, he just picks up a few shrimps at will to kill them. He wants to try his best to restore his magic to deal with the attacks of the opponent's top strong men.
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