The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

Natalie turned around, and was stunned for a moment before answering, "The goblins..."

Helen understood something when she heard the thunderous cheers in the distance.

A guard knelt on one knee before Helen and said, "Regent, please allow us to deal with those rude people."

Helen shook her head slightly. "Continue to defend this section of the city wall and cover the people evacuating to the port."

The guards in the camp looked at each other and had no choice but to obey.

But there was still a group of people who "stubbornly" stayed. They received a secret order from Eudocia to protect Helen and leave the front line when necessary.

Their little actions naturally did not escape Helen's eyes, but he didn't want to care about it.

Eudocia has her own little thoughts, but Helen doesn’t?

wow——

Helen summoned the pure white staff and pointed at the battle area below the city in the distance: "Natalie, prepare for battle."

Natalie adjusted her star hat, summoned her ice broom, and rode on it. "Helen, I still want to ask, what are you going to do?"

"I didn't do anything. I just buffed everyone." Helen raised the pure white staff in her hand. "It might attract hatred. Help me buff them later!"

Holy courage!

The next moment, this group buff instantly descended upon the players who had just resurrected, and they all felt an indescribable power in their bodies.

Helen's magic power is not enough to cover all players in the city, but it is enough to buff the resurrected players around the [Beacon of Hope].

Players will always die, and sooner or later all players who are online to fight will be covered.

This is why Helen set up the headquarters on the wall of the upper city. Not only to maintain order, but also because the players' resurrection points are nearby, making it convenient for him to move around.

At this moment, all the resurrected players are full of energy, especially the tanks that killed them. This revenge must be avenged.

You can lose the game, but whoever kills me must die!

So when the goblins advanced to the middle of the lower city, they suddenly discovered that the players had become stronger.

Especially when the gear man driving the tank sees the player rushing towards him with gas, throwing a few sticky bombs smoothly, and finally running away, the sound of his heart beating due to fear will fill his ears and heart like the dripping sound of the sticky bombs.

Boom——

Another tank was blown up, and the rising black smoke made the goblin warmaster Vochika, who was watching from a distance, furious.

This thing dug out from the ruins is so rare that every time one of it breaks, there will be one less. It is not replicable or producible at all.

The gear men dug them out and gave them two hundred, and after they had fought their way into the city, only a little over a hundred were left.

Now that they are being destroyed by this group of hateful barbarians, there probably won’t be many left.

"Stop debugging the equipment, tell Voljink to go out with his mecha!" Wochika shouted.

As the messenger passed the message, Vorejink, who was sitting in the mecha, heard the sound coming from the magic crystal and immediately complained about a few words that had not been debugged yet.

However, due to pressure from above, this short goblin drove out in this steam mecha that was falling apart at any time.

As this extraordinary person entered the city, many players were killed before they could get close to the tank. However, it also attracted the surrounding players to get close to him, because he was so big that just raising his foot was enough to destroy a small house. Players also thought that they could get a lot of points after destroying this thing.

Unfortunately, the gap between the extraordinary players is too big. Most of them are level 1 or ordinary players. They can't get close at all and become ghosts under their feet in the blink of an eye.

Natalie, who was standing on the high wall, was anxious because Vorejink was only two or three thousand meters away from them and was getting closer and closer to them.

"Helen, I'm going to fight first." Natalie was about to ride the ice broom to block for a while, but an old hand was placed on her shoulder, stopping her.

Natalie looked back and found that it was Ephesus, the current Patriarch of the Church of Light, a Level 5 transcendent and one of the pinnacles of the current monk profession.

"Your Majesty!" Helen raised the pure white staff in her hand, cold sweat on her forehead: "Forgive me for not being able to salute."

Ephesus waved his hand and said, "Leave this enemy to me, but before I do anything else, please promise me one thing."

Helen nodded slightly: "Please give instructions, Holy Father."

He had very complicated feelings about this old man. It was not that he hated this old guy, but he was suspicious of his actions.

In order to deal with the crisis in Rome, he actually made a deal with the Lord of Disease, one of the four gods of the virtual space, in exchange for longevity and the possibility of advancing to the fifth level.

But this person who made a deal with the evil god was the only fifth-level extraordinary person in the Eastern Roman Empire.

"If I become a creature of the virtual space, please kill me or manipulate me and lead me to the goblins." Ephesus crawled to Helen's side.

Helen was startled and looked at Ephesus next to her in surprise.

"This is the truth. As you've guessed, my legs have been completely corrupted, and the situation is irreversible." Ephesus summoned his staff: "This thing can attract me, or rather, the corrupted me that will follow."

Helen pursed her lips, looked forward again, and continued to buff the players, "Natalie!"

Natalie stepped forward decisively and came before Ephesus.

Ephesus decisively handed the staff in his hand to Natalie.

Natalie reached out to take it, but found that although it looked like a standard staff, it did not contain any magic power.

"This is the staff I used when I was a young monk. At that time, I was just a poor child. It was Osius, Jun Eleven and Zoe who helped me." Ephesus said slowly.

Natalie hesitated to speak.

"This staff... is just an ordinary item, given to him by Zoe and the late Emperor."

Helen explained.

This time, not only Natalie, but even Ephesus looked at Helen.

Helen also looked back and smiled at this moment, "Holy Father... No, Patriarch, we will fulfill your request."

Among the copies in the previous life, there was a copy of Ephesus. After a player passed the level, he found that the reward he received included this white-quality staff, and he also discovered this little story from the description.

The story of a civilian patriarch.

Ephesus stared at Helen blankly, his pupils dilated and his expression filled with astonishment.

"Zoe?"

"I'm not, Patriarch." Helen still kept smiling.

Ephesus came to his senses and saw Helen and Zoe gradually separated.

Less tenderness, more bravery, this is the Holy Maiden of Flowers - Helen, not the elf girl with a masculine personality.

"I wish Lord Ephesus a successful battle." Helen turned her head and continued to look forward, releasing the effect of the pure white staff in her hand - Holy Courage.

"Thank you." Ephesus jumped down from the city wall with a determined look, as if he had fulfilled a wish.

"Good night, Uncle Ephesus." Helen turned her head and looked at the rusty staff.

Roar--

With a roar, a giant Child of Life appeared in the city and angrily rushed towards the Goblin Mech...

Chapter 141: The Girl Called Roma [4K]

As Ephesus transformed into the Son of Life and fought against Vorejink's mecha, the speed of the goblins' advance slowed down visibly.

And with the blessing of Helen's buff, he gradually became qualified to fight the goblins head-on.

The goblins, who had been advancing strongly, came to a standstill at this moment, and even had the momentum to be pushed back, or it could be said that the players had already launched a large-scale counterattack in the city alleys.

"Headquarters, headquarters, calling headquarters!" A goblin in the kitchen of a residential house shouted anxiously while holding a communication crystal.

Click-click——

There was a noise coming from the communication crystal, followed by the voice of Warmaster Wojka.

"What's the situation at the frontline headquarters?"

"The barbarians have begun to push back. The command center has been invaded by the barbarians. Our front is being torn apart."

"Reinforcements are on the way, just hold on." Wochka's heart was filled with grief and indignation. When had the goblins ever fallen into such a miserable situation?

"Master Warmaster, the outsiders have occupied the bedrooms upstairs in the headquarters. We now only occupy the basement, the living room, and the kitchen here."

The angry and grief-stricken voice of the goblin commanding the front line came from the communication crystal.

Wochika was stunned for a moment, and then a noisy sound came from the crystal, followed by the terrifying voices of the barbarians.

"A gay guy zipped my pants!"

"Yoshi~ There are goblins here."

"This head is mine, smecta~"

"Suka BuLei!"

"Wow, this is my head!"

……

Various human-like voices were heard from the communication crystal, which made Wochika, who was listening, feel grief and anger. Then the communication crystal came the final confession of his own people.

"Master War Marshal, the enemy has already penetrated our front-line headquarters. There is no longer any tactical advantage between the two sides, and the battle lines are intertwined."

"My Lord Warmaster, my soul will return to the Iron Throne of our goblins!"

As the sound of the clashing of swords and gunshots ended, the noise of the communication crystal also disappeared, and the communication crystal lit up again, obviously someone had connected it again.

"Hello, front-line commander, are you still there?" War Marshal Vochka asked anxiously.

"Oh? Are you Bai Chongxi? I'm Victor, Victor from the second team of the strategy team! Sooner or later, we will capture you alive."

Victor, stepping on the goblin's corpse, shouted proudly to the communication crystal.

click-

Wochka hung up the communication crystal in panic and turned to the officer beside him and shouted, "Let the Third Army join the battle, and let the tanks retreat. Request the Gearman troops to join the battle."

"Of course, the human vassal armies will continue to hold on, and let Julian command them."

"Karacas!"

For the final order, he named the person directly.

A goblin in a hunter's suit suddenly appeared next to Wochka, his expression full of disdain. He was used to being free and only listened to Hogg Thunderheart's words.

Wochka pointed to the Roman headquarters on the opposite wall and said, "Go and deal with the Roman Saint."

"Me?" Even the proud Karacas was surprised.

Wochka's face was grim: "The Saint's bonus has too much influence. Someone must deal with it."

"We need someone?" Karacas crossed his arms. "But capturing him alive is too difficult. Now that Arthur hasn't appeared, I'm not sure if I can break through his defenses."

"She cannot be killed. A living saint is far better than a dead one. Once she dies, I'm not sure what kind of resistance the Romans will have." After all, Wojciechka was one of the high-ranking figures and knew how much political turmoil Helen's death would cause.

Karacas frowned: "Then I need to ask for personnel cooperation!"

"His Majesty Lei Xin's personal guards all obey your orders!" Wochika took out a token from his arms.

Karacas' eyes widened and he immediately knelt on one knee.

The Sultan's Guards are the most elite combat force of the goblins. All of their members are transcendents of level 2 or above, and are comparable to the Roman Guards.

Perhaps the magic force was no match for the Roman Guards, but the technology and equipment were superior to them. Moreover, the enemy had one-third fewer people (Nero's Guards also withdrew), which was enough to cover him in breaking into the Roman headquarters.

"Yes, I'll do it right away." Karacas reached for the token.

Vochka raised his hand slightly and said, "Remember, you must capture him alive. Don't kill him. Otherwise, you will be greeted not only with the wrath of Rome, but also with ours!"

Karakas snorted softly and patted his chest: "Warmaster, you may not trust me, but you can't trust my skills?"

Wochka was silent for a moment and placed the token in Karakas's hand.

……

Arthur led his troops back to the headquarters and saw Helen drinking magic potion while maintaining the enhancement magic.

"Regent, a large number of people who wish to leave have already departed by boat, and the security forces have begun boarding the ships." Arthur came to Helen's side and knelt on one knee. "The city defense forces are escorting the people of the Upper City. They are likely to be the next group to leave."

"Okay, Eudocia's conditions are basically met." Helen turned her head and glanced at Arthur. "Then I have one last task for you. After you complete it, you can lead the team out of the imperial capital."

Arthur looked up at Helen, ready to die.

"I order you to select ten elite guards," Helen said with a pale face. "Lead the team across the battlefield to the walls of the lower city and cooperate with the outcasts there to behead them."