Chapter 466 Overwhelmed

"How can this be done, sir."

Hearing that Messermo was going to shoulder everything alone, the Flame Knight was the first to disagree.

"Then are you going to let the Horned Scholars fight the Black Knights?" Messermo asked back.

"We are your knights, and we should..." said the Flame Knight.

"You are too few, don't increase unnecessary casualties." Messermo shook his head.

The Flame Knight wanted to say something, but Messermo stopped him and said:

"You go do another thing first."

"We won't run away." The Flame Knight looked serious, "Escape with the Horned Man and the information is not okay."

"Why do you fast forward to escape directly." Messermo laughed, "I may not lose yet."

The smile was restrained, and Messermo looked stern:

"Go find the person who leaked the secrets in the vault first."

The Flame Knight said: "The timing is too coincidental. Andros and Xiu haven't come out for hundreds of years, but they escaped at this time..."

The Flame Knight hesitated for a moment and said:

"The only difference during this period is that we have welcomed a group of new guests."

Messermo closed his eyes, looking sad.

He had thought of this possibility, but he was unwilling to admit it.

But just outside the vault, there was a comrade-in-arms whom he had never wanted to admit, who became his enemy and raised the banner of rebellion.

Messemo was silent for a while, and said:

"Go and investigate, but don't hurt them before there is evidence. Ask them to go back to the cell first, the reason... is to prevent the Black Knight from being accidentally injured by stray bullets during the siege, and to affect our deployment."

The Flame Knight nodded to receive the order, but still said with some concern: "Sir, now is a critical moment, do you want to call back Mr. Wengo?"

"I said, I will fight the Black Knight myself." Messemo said, "Wenggo's action will only give people a reason to criticize."

"What about Lady Laylana?" said the Flame Knight.

"She just returned to Ensis not long ago. Let her guard the city well and stabilize the city." Messermo said, "There are also many black knights in Ensis."

The Flame Knight retreated, and Messermo leaned on the chair, his thin body slumped on the back of the chair, his slender arms hanging down, and the winged snake on his body also lay on his legs, no longer moving.

With a long sigh, Messermo decided to rest first and prepare for tomorrow's battle.

As soon as he got up, Messermo felt a vibration in the ground, and a huge dull sound came from outside.

Messermo walked quickly to the sound, which was the door of the vault. The bookshelves that were originally piled there were falling dust, as if they had just been hit.

"What's going on?" Messermo asked.

The Flame Knight hurried forward:

"The black knight is using a battering ram."

"Is Andros deceiving us?" Messermo said in a deep voice.

The Flame Knight shook his head: "The Black Knight said that just now, someone from the vault was attacking them on the city wall. They are going to start the battle in advance."

"Who?!" Messermo was furious, "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to attack?"

The Flame Knight said: "The Flame Knight did not attack, and the Horned Scholar also claimed that he did not attack."

The red snake scales on Messermo's body exploded, and black fire overflowed from his clenched fists, winding in the air.

"You guard the door first." Messermo's eyes were cold, "I will go and invite those people in person."

Messermo's long legs bounced and jumped directly onto the specimen in the center of the vault, and then jumped again. In a few bounces, he jumped directly from the first floor to the seventh floor.

Stopped on the beam, the two red snakes on Messermo's body spit out snake tongues and slowly swam to Messermo's eyes. The four green snake pupils echoed with the one-eyed golden pupil.

He had already seen where all the people in the Patch team were, starting from the seventh floor, holding a spear to block them.

Lance Sanx was sleeping on a specimen when he was tied up by Messermo's winged snake and flew to the fifth floor. He also picked up Moore and Dane and placed them in front of Leida and Ampah.

Pachitanis and Laya, who had transformed into a human form, were also here. The Flame Knight had found them and was negotiating something.

The moment he landed, the flowing flame spread on the floor, climbed along the feet of everyone and dissipated.

Laya was startled and looked at Messermo. She wanted to say something, but was scared back by Messermo's gloomy expression. She shrank back into Tanis's arms.

"Everyone, the war is coming. I hope you can go back to the cell for the time being." Messermo said, "Don't come out."

Lance Sanx bent his arms to show his biceps:

"We are also very powerful and can help."

"Enter the room or become an enemy." Messermo's eyes were terrible.

Lance Sanx was startled. He didn't know what was wrong with Messermo, so he had to mutter and enter the cell with everyone.

There was no humanitarian care this time. Everyone was locked up in a house and sealed.

Messemo left and looked at everyone through the window on the door:

"Don't try to leave. If I see you leave, I will regard you as an enemy."

After controlling the strongest people, Messemo ordered the Flame Knight to find the other people who were not here, and then immediately turned back and went around the window to the outside.

As soon as he went out, a crossbow arrow flew past his face and nailed to the iron wall behind him, and the tail of the arrow trembled.

The black knights have begun to formally attack the city. Not only the battering ram at the main gate, but also the ladder ropes on the wall have begun to try to climb up, and the crossbows of both sides are shooting at each other.

It can be seen that one of the places is burning with fire, which seems to be the source of the sneak attack from above as mentioned by the Flame Knight before.

"This is a misunderstanding." Messermo shouted to stop.

But no one paid attention to him. The blood had already started to flow. Once it started, it was difficult to stop. Wounds are difficult to heal, and they will always be passed on in another form.

The brilliant golden light lit up from under the city. The deputy leader of the Black Knights, Xiu, grew wings on his back and flew high. He flew directly in front of Messermo and slashed with his double-headed knife.

Messermo raised his spear to block Xiu's double-headed knife. The former comrades looked at each other for a moment, and then Xiu's double-headed knife spun on the other side, cutting Messermo's body, forcing him to take a step back. He stood firmly on the city wall, making room for the soldiers attacking the city.

"This is a misunderstanding." Messermo said to Xiu.

"Then let's make the best of it." Xiu slashed with his double-headed sword, "It's just one day earlier anyway."

Messermo blocked Xiu's slashes:

"Is it the same for betraying me?"

"Filth is indeed filth, Queen Marika can't be wrong." Xiu said, "The Golden Tree can't be wrong either."

"So I can only be a discarded pawn." Messermo smiled bitterly, and the big spear chopped down like a giant python, with great force and force, forcing Xiu to retreat.

Messermo jumped up and chased, and the tip of the spear heated to red was inserted into the ground, and then countless spears pierced out from the ground, piercing all the warriors who took the opportunity to climb up and knocked them back.

Xiu was familiar with this move, so he took off, flapped his wings, and cut a wound on Messermo's body when he drew his spear, and blood gushed out.

Messermo pressed Xiu's face with his other hand in pain, and the flames exploded, blowing him out.

Messermo rushed along the city wall, swinging his spear, and the flowing flames crawled along the city wall, knocking down the soldiers climbing the wall to attack the city, and then fell on the main gate. A fireball killed the black knights carrying the siege hammer, and at the same time burned the siege hammer made of the huge tree stump.

Messermo stood on the burning giant tree, bathing in the flames, and his robe and red snakes fluttered in the heat wave.

The fierce reputation of the piercer was once again branded in the eyes of the soldiers.

After a short silence, the black knights surrounded and killed Messermo. No matter how powerful the filth is, it can't stop the perseverance of the holy war warriors.

Messermo killed seven times among the black knights, and his body was constantly adding wounds. Wherever he passed, his blood and the blood of the black knights were mixed together.

Messermo only felt that his body was getting more and more tired, and the anger in his heart was getting more and more unsuppressed. The muscles all over his body were stirring, bulging like snakes.

The leader of the Black Knights, Andros, saw the opportunity and hit Messermo's side with a hammer, knocking him out.

Messermo flew out horizontally, his vision blurred for a while.

When his vision recovered, he saw hideousness and disgust, as well as a stern look of justice.

That is, a look of looking at filth.

Messermo got up, swallowed the blood and complex emotions, ignored the broken ribs, and scanned the crowd with bloodshot golden pupils.

There was a sudden explosion in the besieged camp.

The warriors who were originally engulfed by Messermo's flames got up again, bathed in flames, and then expanded and exploded. The armor on their bodies exploded into pieces and shot into the crowd, causing countless casualties.

The Black Knights were blown up and fell into chaos. At this time, a flame knight fell from the sky, swung the flames to form a screen, blocking the view, and then took Messermo back to the vault.

On the platform above the vault, the flame knight wearing a death mask helmet finished casting, dodged the arrows, and returned to the vault.

"Didn't I tell you that you shouldn't have let Wengo come?" Messermo looked at the Flame Knight with the death mask and helmet, "Use a soulless zombie to self-destruct? The Golden Tree will only regard you as a heretic, and there is no way to clear it."

But the Flame Knight wearing the death mask did not respond.

"Anyway, you are already taboo enough." The Flame Knight who brought Messermo back said, "Loyalty is the honor of a knight. We swear allegiance to you, not the Golden Tree."

Messermo didn't know what to say, and returned to the city wall to observe the battle situation.

Wengo caused a lot of trouble to the Black Knights, and the burning of the giant wood of the siege hammer also prevented the Black Knights from further attacking. They could only wait for the flames to go out temporarily before they could start cleaning up the ashes and attacking again.

And Messermo's previous strong attack also caused a lot of losses to the Black Knights, and they needed to reorganize their formation.

Seeing that the offensive was temporarily suspended, Messermo returned to the vault and walked up to the second floor aggressively. The blood on his face coagulated and turned dark red, sticking to his face, which was very scary.

In the temporary prison on the second floor, Patch and others reviewed what happened.

"I don't understand." Lance Shanks said, "Why would someone outside attack the vault and lock us up inside."

"I guess, they think we are traitors." Patch said.

Lance Shanks understood now and was very unhappy:

"They actually think we are traitors? We are really good people."

"Not necessarily." Patch looked at his teammates with interest, "After all, there are only twelve of us in total, and we can distinguish six sources. It's not surprising that there are traitors."

Lance Shanks looked around vigilantly:

"Is there really a bad guy? Who is it?"

"We can't find it now." Patch said, "Let's think about more practical questions."

"For example, what are we going to eat tonight?" Lance Shanks asked.

"How did we escape." Patch said, "If Messermo determines that we are traitors, he will definitely not show mercy."

"Didn't Messermo say that he would regard us as enemies if we escaped?" Lance Shanks said.

"If you don't escape, you have to take a chance that Messemer will decide that we are okay." Patch said, "I don't want to put my life in the hands of others."

Patch said, lying on the door and studying the gap in the door lock. Occasionally, I would climb up to the wall next to me and knock on this and that to see where it was weaker.

"What are you doing?" Mersemer's face appeared from the window on the door and stared at Patch coldly.

"Help check the defense of your vault." Patch turned away the hand that was knocking on the wall, calmly came down from the wall, and took a few steps, "Yes, the defense is good, the enemy should not be able to break through the wall."

"Yes, yes, we are helping you." Lance Sanks helped smooth things over.

"Help me means attacking the Black Knights and intensifying conflicts?" Messermo suppressed his anger, "Excuse me, who was attacking the Black Knights just now?"

Lance Sanks was a little confused: "Who is it?"

Patch and others looked at each other, a little confused.

Patch said: "It seems there is some misunderstanding."

Messemer said: "But my knights and horn scholars also denied that anyone attacked the Black Knights."

"Oh, maybe the Black Knights directed and acted on their own." Patch waved his paws, "Liedly claiming that he was attacked, and then he could attack openly. You have never done this when you held your faith high and destroyed the whole family. Is that something? You should be familiar with this approach.”

At this time, Patch didn't forget to sarcastically comment on Messermo's expression.

"Andros is not that kind of person," Messemer said.

Patch directly pointed out Messermo's meaning:

"So what you're saying is that some of us are causing trouble for you, and you suspect that we are moles?"

"I don't want to doubt you." Messemer said, "But the timing is too coincidental. The hiding map of the leader of the Black Knights is in the vault. There has been no problem for hundreds of years, but now someone has found the location and saved him. Come out."

"We are not monolithic. There may be a mole, but I am not one." Patch laughed, "If we find the mole, can we just deal with the mole and let us out?"

As soon as Patch said this, everyone immediately looked at the other teammates warily, with a bit of suspicion in their eyes.

Most eyes were on Ampach.

Everyone has experienced the glorious deeds of the Blood Dynasty. And Ampach is indeed not very gregarious.

Lance Sanks suddenly realized:

"Ah, let me tell you, when everyone was playing together, you were the only one reading a book. You really didn't mean well!"

"Reading..." When Mersemer heard this, thinking that the Black Knight's location was leaked, his eyes towards Ampach became more serious.

"Are you doubting me?" Ampach laughed, "I am indeed loyal to my Lord, but now, I still have to help the unknown warrior first."

Are people from the Blood Dynasty trustworthy? Everyone is not sure.

"It's not him." Leda suddenly spoke, actually defending Ampach.

"How did you know?" Patch asked.

Leda stared with bloodshot eyes:

"I suspected that he would cause trouble, so I have been monitoring him. He has indeed not communicated with the outside world."

"There's always time for oversight, right?" Patch said.

"No." Leda's eyes almost popped out.

Moore whispered:

"It does seem like every time I wake up, I see that Leda has never slept."

"Superman." Patch exclaimed.

Leda looked at Messermo:

"Mr. Messermer, I can assure you that I am monitoring everyone present and there are no leakers."

Leda's radiant eyes reflected in Messermo's eyes. If there was anyone in this group who was most trustworthy, it would be Leda who was not a lightless one.

Messemer was a little shaken.

Patch said: "If you want to find a mole, there are not enough people here."

"That's right." Lance Sanks looked back and forth, "Where's Rogelphia, and Colin Garrick and the others."

"Colin and Greg are underground, and my people are passing by." Messemer said, "Those two people..."

Messemer just went upstairs and did not see Roger and Fiya.

Previously, he gave the task of finding the others to the Flame Knight.

But now he has been playing around outside, but he didn't see anyone bringing Greg or Roger.

Messemer felt something was wrong.

Roger is usually quite insignificant, but he often looks through the books in the library. Messemer's impression of him was that Wuming often discussed rock climbing skills with him. It was said that Roger's freehand rock climbing skills were very good and he could go straight down the cliff.

"Did they escape along the outer wall?" Messermo said, "But how come Greg and Colin haven't moved yet..."

Messemer planned to go down there to take a look personally. If there was a problem with Greg or Colin, he began to worry about the wizard.

Messemer was about to go over, but saw the Flame Knight coming with Colin.

"My lord," said the Flame Knight, "he is not with the priest, but in the prayer hall."

Colin, wearing a blindfold and a wheel shackle around his neck, walked firmly towards Messermer.

Looking at Colin's resolute and unsmiling expression, Messermo felt something vaguely.

Colin walked up to Messemer and said to her:

"Are you looking for a mole?"

"How do you know?" Messemer asked.

"Because I am." Colin replied.

"You?" Messermo was surprised.

Everyone who heard Colin speaking inside the door was also a little surprised: "Huh?"

Colin did often walk around the vault, and everyone did not avoid him when discussing important matters. But that was mainly because everyone didn't talk to him, and when talking about things, they often used paper, pen and hands to make gestures. Colin was blind and couldn't get the full picture of what they were talking about.

How can such a person be a mole and pass information to others?

Everyone couldn't even imagine how he saw the map marked with the hiding place of the leader of the Black Knights. The depository was not considerate enough to provide a map with braille.

"How did you, a blind man, become a mole?" Lance Sanks asked without hesitation, "And why did you betray us? Aren't we good partners?"

Colin raised a hand and pulled off the blindfold:

"First of all, I'm not blind."

Colin's eyes were piercing, even with starlight, as he looked around at everyone.

"What's the traitor so proud of?" Patch threw a pebble along the window and hit Colin on the forehead.

Colin seemed quite used to it and didn't care. He looked at Messemer, Patch and others calmly:

"You think I am a traitor, but I have never regarded you as my partners. I believe in the Golden Tree, what about you? You are a group of heretics!"

Colin glared at Patch:

"I am here to correct mistakes and prevent those who rebel against Tiangang and desecrate the Golden Law from continuing. But you, you actually want to end the holy war and let the sons of filth return to the border. You are tarnishing the legitimacy of the Golden Law. sex."

Colin looked at Messemer again:

"The snake is an existence that betrays the golden tree, and the flame should not exist within the golden law. As long as you stay in the world, you will bring shame to the golden law."

Colin's expression was solemn and fanatical, serious and solemn. He looked at Messemer without any fear:

"I'm done, you can kill me now."

After hearing this, Messermo's original anger seemed to have been drained away, and he smiled feebly:

"Really? It's because I'm a snake..."

"The snake betrays the golden tree, so even if it is betrayed by everyone, it is justified." Colin said, "That is the punishment of the golden tree for the snake's betrayal, and it is the curse you deserve. You were born to be People despise.”

"But I never betrayed the Golden Tree." Mersemer whispered, "I gave everything I had. I also hate my fire, but it just can't be extinguished..."

"But your nature is a snake, and you will betray everything sooner or later." Colin said, "You are destined to have such a fate with your filthy bloodline. From birth, you should use death to prove the greatness of the golden tree, and use injuries to prove the greatness of the golden tree." Provide joy to people.”

Another stone was thrown out of the window and hit Colin on the forehead, this time harder and faster. Colin's head was bruised and bleeding, and his eyes seemed to be crooked and half of them fell out.

This time it was Tanis who threw it.

Colin still didn't stop, and while bleeding profusely, he said to Messermo:

"And I saw what you priests did, deceiving everyone with false blessings. Allowing people who should not receive blessings to receive blessings, and threatening others by depriving them of false blessings. You are blaspheming guidance and blessings! "

"I can't stand it anymore." Lance Sanks rolled up his arms and sleeves, preparing to rub the thunder gun.

Colin looked at Lance Sanks:

"It's like you didn't do it."

"What did we do?" Lance Sanks was stunned.

Colin looked at Messemer:

"Do you think the reason why you suddenly lost control that night is because Wuming spiked your wine. And Greg, he can't cure the witches at all. He was just a delaying tactic to prevent you from killing them."

"You are also the beneficiary." Lance Sanks said, "Put down the bowl and curse, right?"

"I never agreed to come here," Colin said. "I also accept my death."

Messemer took a few steps back, as if he was unwilling to listen to Colin's words. He waved tiredly and asked the Flame Knight to lock him up alone.

"You can't end the jihad!" Colin screamed and went crazy. "I saw it, I saw it, that terrifying prophecy. When the jihad ends, the abyss will come, and the golden tree will be destroyed! Life will melt! The junction will usher in The end!”

"The fate of being abandoned by everyone..." Messermo chewed on these words, becoming more and more bitter.

He left, a little hobbled perhaps because of his injury.

Patch was eavesdropping on the wall and confirmed to Tanis:

"Has Messemer gone far?"

"No more shadows to see," Tanith said.

Patch was digging into the corner of the wall, and that was how he dug out the rocks he just threw out.

"It's time to run away," Patch said.

"Didn't we find the mole?" Lance Sanks said, "We are safe."

"Colin shook us out," Patch said. "After he took care of the Black Knights, we were next."

"Can he finish taking care of the Black Knight?" Lance Sanks doubted, "I think he has been seriously injured."

"Don't forget, there is also Ensis City." Patch said, "With Lelana, there is no way he will lose."

Messemer staggered back to his darkroom.

There is a full-length statue of Malika, rare in the Shadowlands, holding her infant son in her arms.

Mersemer shut himself into the dark room and stared at the sacred statue.

"Mother, have you really abandoned me..."

Messemer rarely prayed to the sculpture this time. He found the magic circle in the room, which was the technology of Kallia's long-distance communication.

Even if it is far away from the ocean, it can still show the real-time image of the person in front of the magic circle, which is lifelike and gentle.

Mersemer activated the magic circle and waited.

The magic circle was never connected, and the people on the other side were not connected to the magic circle.

Messermo's eyes flickered.

He had just discovered that he had been betrayed again and again, and when he encountered the current situation, his emotions became more and more complicated.

The door to the darkroom was knocked open, and light instantly poured into the darkroom. Messemer looked back and found that it was the chief knight Kud who was supposed to be guarding the door for him.

Kuder ignored etiquette and walked quickly towards Messermo:

"Sir, something bad has happened - the Kakure attacked."

"Horned Man?" Messermo frowned, "At this time?"

"Mulitir personally sent a message." Kud said, "The Horns have besieged the city of Ensis and the situation is critical."

"Mulitir? She should be guarding Leilana." Messermo said.

"That's right, but she's here." Kud said, "She can't get out without Lady Lelana opening the way. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't be able to enter the vault. Two mythical beasts dance lions, and several mythical beasts Warriors, as well as dozens of horned warriors and cursed swordsmen, combined with the general attack launched by countless horned men, the city of Ensis has been half-fallen."

"Can the Horned Man gather so much power?" Messermo was shocked.

"I don't know," Kuder said, "but over the years, we have indeed not done our best to eliminate it."

"The Horned Men have gathered an army, and we are fighting among ourselves." Mersemer covered his one eye, "Open the gate and let Andros cease fighting. Now is not the time for fighting among ourselves. Go rescue the city of Ensis."

Things were overwhelming, and Messemer pushed himself up to prepare for the ensuing war.

Under this exhaustion and busyness, Messermo had a doubt. He always felt that he had forgotten something.

Injured, repeatedly frustrated, and threatened by the horned man, he had no time to think about it.

Mersemer opened the gate and stood behind it covered in wounds, facing all the black knights.

"You're not afraid of us rushing in." Andros also came out of the crowd and came face to face with Messermo.

"If you continue to fight, I can hold on until the door is closed." Messemer said, "The Horns have attacked Ensis City with unprecedented intensity. Let's call a truce first."

"That's all because you tolerated adultery for so many years." Andros said, "Filthy will always take care of the dirty, right?"

Messemer took a deep breath: "Let's cooperate first."

"I refuse," Andros said. "I don't trust snakes."

"Are you going to fight me and the Horned Man at the same time?" Messermo was angry, "You are asking for your own destruction."

"You did the same thing, didn't you?" Andros said, "We were allies with the Horned Men once, and then we started the Holy War. I didn't know your nature at that time, but now it seems that it is that of the snake. betray."

"I followed my mother's orders," Messermo said.

"And now we can't hear Lady Malika's voice at all." Andros said, "You said Lady Malika asked us to start a holy war, but now Lady Malika has abandoned us, how can I believe you? ?”

Messermo was speechless.

This kind of question has the simplest answer - that is, Malika is wrong and the golden tree is wrong. But Androids wouldn't accept this answer, and he couldn't say it himself.

Mersemer could sense that they had gone too far on the wrong path. It’s so far away that even if I make a mistake, I can only go on bravely. No one has the energy and life to start over again.

"Then what do you want to do?" Messermer said, "The Horned Man is coming, and there is strength in numbers."

"It won't be more or stronger than before." Andros said, "In the heyday of the Horned Men, we have already defeated him once. The strongest mythical beast among the Horned Men, the lion dance, was not only hunted by you, but also defeated by Xiu. But now we still have the advantage of defending the city.”

"Defend the city? The city of Ensis needs reinforcements." Messemer said.

"Leilana is yours, a Calian." Andros said, "I don't trust her loyalty to the Golden Tree."

"You want to give up a city?" Messermer said.

"You want to give up, right?" Andros said, "She should be rescued by you, and you are powerful enough. I can let you out of the city and prepare horses for you."

"When I take the Flame Knight out of the city, the vault will no longer have any defense power." Messemer said.

"What a dilemma." Andros said without giving in at all, "Or do you expect me to take my people out of the city and leave Shadow City and my back to you?"

Messemer clenched his fists, and he felt the sharp nails growing out again, scratching his palms.

Before Mersemer could make a choice, a black knight came over at the city gate and reported:

"Corner Attack."

"So fast?" Andros frowned, "Advance team?"

"Two divine beasts dancing lions, several divine beast warriors, dozens of horned warriors and cursed swordsmen, and countless horned men." The black knight reported, "There are also corrupt dependents."

Messemer was also shocked when he heard the report. The data was exactly the same as what he heard about the siege of Ensis City, or even more.

The army has already arrived?

How could it be so fast, and with the siege and troops rushing on the road, it was not slower than Mulitir's footsteps?

Could it be that the other side has bypassed Enxis City and is preparing to go straight to Shadow City? Or is this another team? The horned men still have enough energy to surround the two fortresses.

Messemer was in a state of shock when a sound broke through the air. It seemed as if an arrow pierced the sky, leaping directly over the towering wall of Shadow City and landing not far from the depository.

Messermo saw the object coming, and his pupils shrank and trembled.

It was a straight sword, carved with golden flames.

That sword should never leave Laelana's hand.

Messermo leaped up and landed a few times to the outer wall of Shadow City, looking at the army of Horned People in the distance.

In the center of the large army of Horned People, a gorgeous high platform was carried by Horned People, and an old woman sat on it.

Above the head of the old woman, a huge guardian spirit was condensed. Messermo couldn't see clearly, but he felt that there was a terrifying atmosphere behind the old woman, which was very ominous.

This special atmosphere, even in the lion dance of the mythical beast, Messermo had never seen it. In addition to this old woman, Messermo had only seen it on one person.

That scene was very familiar to Messermo, and it was exactly the scene above Wuming's head.

Noticing this similarity, Messermo's one eye was dazed, and his eyes were scattered.

Then, blood flowed out of the one eye.

Messermo felt that a certain string in his heart was being tightened today, and just now, it finally broke.

He rushed down the city wall regardless of everything.

The originally suppressed giant snake exploded from his body and shot towards the distant horned army.

Like a towering tree falling from the sky, it crossed half of the battlefield and exploded into the middle of the horned people.

Messermo wielded his spear and flames wantonly, and the giant snake behind him kept sweeping.

In an instant, the horned people were already bleeding like a river.

But the horned people were also fearless, and the truly powerful warriors such as the horned warriors quickly took the lead and fought with Messermo.

Entering the enemy camp alone and attacking crazily without reason, Messermo could not sustain it for a long time.

Soon, he was covered with wounds. Even the big snake behind him was also scarred, and many of the blood eyes on his body were torn abruptly.

The beast warriors were extremely powerful, calling the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, engulfing Messermo and tearing his body apart.

Messermo was still attacking everything around him frantically, until the giant snake behind him was picked up by a beast lion dance, biting it tightly, sucking its blood, and then throwing him out. The giant snake completely collapsed, and he realized that he was on the verge of death.

Messermo felt that the flame that never went out in his body was shaken a little.

He had tried to extinguish the flame countless times before, but failed. Now, the flame was finally going out.

But the swaying flame reminded him of his mission. The fire was the key to the seal. He had to guard the Tower of God and not let the Horned Man get his own God.

And the enemy in front of him was... the Horned Man.

Messermo suddenly woke up a little, gritted his teeth, and cut the beast warrior with a knife, flew backwards, and ran towards the direction of the Shadow City.

I can't die yet. Even if I die, I have to entrust this fire to the golden tree...

"Andros, it doesn't matter if I die." Messermo roared, "Protect the fire, protect the seal tree!"

Andros stood on the wall, looking serious, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The flame knight Kud raised his long sword and walked to the wall.

Seeing Kud's reckless move, several black knights raised their spears and hammers to try to stop Kud.

Kud waved his sword and parried all the attacks at the same time, rotating the sword and drawing a circle a few inches in front of everyone's eyes.

Forcing the black knights to retreat, Kud raised his sword and walked to the top of the wall.

"What are you going to do?" Andros asked.

"Go and welcome my lord back." Kud said, "My master is returning triumphantly."

Andros clenched the hammer in his hand, but he didn't stop it after all.

Kud jumped off the wall, holding a big sword, and went to Messermo.

On the way, a horned man tried to stop him, but Kud held Messermo with one hand and held the sword with the other, killing all the enemies and bringing Messermo back to Shadow City.

Kud looked at the black knights along the way coldly: "Don't stop me, your home is in the vault, not here."