Ember Skywalker

Chapter 55: Fighting and Killing!
It was Lineker who spoke.

He rode on the Black Lion, without any regard for Passatero's face.

Anger flashed in Passatero's eyes, but facing a powerful enemy, he just snorted coldly.

Lennon narrowed his eyes and looked at the Titan Moon Spirit and the mysterious man in silver robe opposite him with a puzzled look on his face.

He had fought dozens of battles with the enemy, big and small, but had never seen these two people.

Even from such a distance, he could feel the terrifying aura coming from the two men.

These are two saints.

Originally, relying on his home advantage and his ability to command troops, he cooperated with Celine, and finally caused the other side to make a mistake, which led to this head-on confrontation.

But what they didn't expect was that they had two more saints.

Did the opposing commander hide them on purpose, waiting for this moment?

If that's the case, the commander would be terrible.

In any case, at this moment, our side is completely at a disadvantage in terms of the combat power of the saints!
"Master Wellington, I'm leaving the Titan Moon Spirit in your care." He turned to a big wood wizard and said.

"Don't worry, Duke."

This wood wizard is covered in black vines, exuding a wild aura.

"Captain Sals, I would like you and your group of sorcerers to hold back the Saint of the Star Attraction Clan. I don't ask for much, just hold him back."

"I try my best."

Sals is the deputy leader of the Warlock Group of the Temple of Wisdom and a top-level celestial-level warrior.

He had a black cloth covering his eyes and smiled calmly when he heard this.

At this time, Christine's hateful voice sounded:
"Leave that Twilight Shaman to me! I will avenge Samuel today!"

"Please be careful, President." Grand Duke Lennon nodded.

"Humph! I'll make him regret coming into this world!"

The elder Christine took out a space star ring filled with energy-burning items, which she prepared for the other party.

Celine was a little worried: "Aunt Christine, the power of Twilight Shaman is too strong, let me help you share some of the burden."

"Your opponent is there."

But the Archduke spoke.

He pointed at Lineker.

"He is very strong. No one can hold him back except you."

"I understand."

Archduke Lennon drew his sword, pointed it at the other side, and roared:

“Dante’s men!
Our cities are falling, our homes are being shattered, our wives and sons are dying tragically.

This is all thanks to them!"

A soaring momentum suddenly rose from him, and his voice was already a roar:

"I, Levi Lennon, order you in the name of the Grand Duke to kill these sons of bitches!"

"Kill them! Kill them!" The black mass of cavalry roared.

The Grand Duke pointed his sword forward: "The mountains and rivers are broken, but the warriors are still there! Kill!"

The cavalrymen, like a tide, immediately mounted their horses, raised their guns, and began to charge at a gradually accelerating speed.

Boom boom boom!
In the Holy Alliance, the sound of deep war drums rang out, and the army began to move.

Passatero raised his sword and said in a desolate voice:
"Warriors of the Holy Clan!
In the year of natural disasters, our land is withering, our people are starving, and our children are dying.

How are you going to save them?
Only sword!
Since we set foot on this land, there is no turning back!
For the sake of our people, I order you to wipe out the enemies before you!"

"For the sake of my people!"

The Holy Alliance army roared.

The tall and bloodthirsty residents of Dunyue raised the rough copper pillars and rushed forward with big strides.

These guys, who are nearly four meters tall, are the strongest among the intelligent people and the nightmare of the human cavalry.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with the Shield Mountain Giants are hundreds of Titan Moon Spirits.

They are the tyrants of the Moon Spirit Clan, carrying giant bows on their backs and holding heavy moon halberds in their hands. Their momentum is no less than that of the Shield Mountain Giants.

The White Light Warriors and the Five-Colored Moon Spirits followed closely behind, standing in the center of the army.

These are the two royal families of the Holy Alliance. Both their individual and overall combat power are extremely strong.

Intelligent combat races such as the Desolate Warrior, the Black Warrior, and the Violent Rock Warrior are located on the left wing.

The Crimson Moon Spirits, Moonlight Centaurs, the Three Banshees and other ancient remnants were on the right wing. The Mora Ancients, the Star Attractors, the Twilight Shamans, the Storm Moon Spirits and other spellcasters were at the end, floating quietly in the air, bringing great pressure to people.

Hundreds of falcon cavalry were circling in the sky, with Moon Spirits holding bows and arrows sitting on them, along with hundreds of Obsidian tribe members.

These Black Yao people are completely black, with wings on their backs. They are the only race among the ancient people that can fly.

The charge began.

The earth began to tremble dully, and the roar grew louder and louder.

The fighters on both sides roared with fear of death and approached each other fiercely and quickly.

A dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in the human army, and hundreds of thick golden chains appeared, entangled the Titan Moon Spirit and Shield Mountain Giants in the front.

Their speed suddenly dropped drastically, and even taking a step became extremely difficult.

This is the signature burning technique of the wise sorcerer—

Chains of wisdom.

A powerful race specifically designed to deal with the Holy Alliance.

At the same time, dozens of huge thorns rose up among the aliens.

They danced wildly with their sharp branches, and any aliens who were hit were either killed or injured.

This is the Wood Wizard's specialty, the burning spell, the thorny jungle.

More than a hundred more burning spells were shot towards the alliance army, and a group of burning mages from the White Tower took action.

Some of them float in the air, and some hide in the army, making it difficult for the enemy to lock on them.

The Burning Mage of the Holy Alliance was not willing to lag behind.

Storm Moon Spirit waved his staff, and more than ten tornadoes connecting the sky and the ground appeared out of thin air, clearing a large space among the human cavalry.

Magic patterns lit up on the bodies of the Moragu people, and they stretched their long arms forward, continuously shooting out balls of fire from their palms, which exploded in the human army with enormous power.

The people of the Xingyin tribe shouted and cast out circles of silver ripples.

These ripples swept over their own warriors, and their eyes suddenly became crazy, and their strength and speed suddenly increased.

boom!
The two armies finally collided!
The human cavalry, with tremendous force, crashed into the Alliance warriors like a tsunami.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, spears and halberds broke, and countless blood waves exploded.

They hacked and chopped madly, not caring about their own lives, and the Alliance soldiers did almost the same.

Neither side dodged at all, only trying to thrust their weapons into the other's body and then meet the opponent's fatal blow.

If you can still survive, then keep rushing forward and keep slashing and stabbing.

Until killed.

Grand Duke Lennon and several cavalrymen behind him stood out from the crowd, with blue lightning rising from their bodies and exploding into free electric light, connecting the seven people to each other.

This is the sequence of weapons that made him famous, and he is well versed in thunder and fire.

With the help of the sequence weapons, the Grand Duke raised his sword high and, with the strength of seven people, slashed towards Passatero.

Passatero roared wildly, a wilderness totem appeared on his face, and an illusory white tiger with spread wings rose behind him.

The white tiger roared to the sky, then disappeared into his body.

His aura continued to rise, and his elegant face gradually became beastly, turning into a half-human, half-beast appearance. He wielded the giant sword and fought hard with Archduke Lennon!
boom!
The ground jumped and the nearby soldiers were shocked to the point of vomiting blood.

Archduke Lennon spat out a mouthful of blood, but did not retreat a single step.

Passatlo took several steps back, each step blasting a large crater in the ground.

When he stopped, his face flushed.

"Well versed in thunder and fire, very good, it is indeed the top sequence weapon!
But without them, you are no match for me."

He pointed at the people around Lennon and laughed.

"War is not about the strength of individuals."

Archduke Lennon said expressionlessly, gathering his strength again.

On the other side, Wellington transformed into a giant thorn dragon and fought fiercely with the Saint of Titan Moon Spirit.

Both of them were known for their strength, and they fought hard without any tricks, and the overflowing strength created a large open space.

Other powerful men also started fighting each other, and for a moment the light of burning power illuminated the entire battlefield.

The clouds in the sky drooped even lower, and the strong wind made the war flags flutter in the wind.

Hundreds of thousands of blood-soaked soldiers fought desperately, and the battle lines were jagged from the sky to the ground.

Blood blooms everywhere, life withers every moment, turning this place into purgatory...

(End of this chapter)