Chapter 877
My Empire Chapter 877
2020-11-03
Chapter 877 879 is too bullyingThe man in white robe who rushed over stopped, and then was densely packed The fire was engulfed.
The battle in front of me was not a surprise attack by the white robes, so the attack of the white robes that was like entering no one's land did not appear again.
This is the pre-set battlefield of the Alanhill Empire, where the most elite battle strength of the Alanhill Empire's frontline is concentrated here.
If such a siege can finally make the white-robed servants escape, then the myth of the Alanhill Empire's invincible in the whole world is really boasting.
"bang!" A white-robed servant of the gods was finally overwhelmed, and died under the siege of many Alanhill Imperial Grenadiers. He couldn't control the restless magic in his body, and it exploded into a fire.
Beside this flame, two Alanhill high level magicians wearing black robes swept past quickly, and the two of them pinched a bewitched white-robed god servant from left to right, suppressing each other. of frequent retreats.
In this battle against the servants of the gods, the magicians of Alanhill showed great enthusiasm as if they were bloodied.
They have just been questioned because of the stunts of the Norma Empire and the Eternal Empire, and they know that they have been shrouded in a crisis of trust that has arisen. So they believe that they should seize every opportunity to prove their loyalty.
Proving loyalty is only a small part of course, and the magicians of Alanhill are proving themselves "useful" too! They deeply know that if they can't prove their existence value, the identity of magician will be banned by the Alanhill Empire sooner or later!
Therefore, these magicians rushed to the battlefield non-stop after learning that the Servant of God had appeared on the front line, and participated in such a large-scale encirclement and suppression of the Servant of God.
In this siege, the magicians of Alanhill tried their best to prove their bravery and loyalty.
Two magicians pinched the poor servant of God from left to right, and finally one split the long sword of the servant of God's body protection, and the other seized the opportunity and caused fatal damage to the other party.
The two of them quickly backed away, looking at the white-robed god servant who had begun to swell and deform in front of them, let out a long sigh of relief.
The other party was not easy to deal with. The two Great Archmages also spent a lot of time before they barely found a chance to strike. If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was seriously injured, the two of them might have to work harder.
On the other side, the white-robed God Servant who was blocked by the heavily armored grenadier was intercepted again. He protected his body with his long sword, staggered to his feet, and faced seven or eight heavy armored grenadiers in front of him.
He knew that the armors of the Alanhill soldiers in front of him were strange, but at this time he didn't have time to study what these dangerous enemies were wearing.
This god waiter adjusted his state, then waved his arm, and condensed into a huge magic array in front of him. He loudly shouted Fireball Technique, and instantly spewed a lot of magic from this magic array. Fireball.
Alanhill's heavy armored grenadiers did not dare to be careless, and immediately formed a magical defense barrier in front of them. For a time, Fireball Technique slammed into the magical defense barrier, making a loud bang.
Using the cover of Fireball Technique, the servant of God changed direction, found a position with fewer enemies, and rushed over with his fastest speed.
Now he doesn't dare to fight, because he knows that if he delays a little longer, Alanhill's circle will only shrink even tighter.
At that time, the things have reached a dead end, and I will definitely not be able to break out.
So, this may be his only chance in front of him. As long as he gets rid of these powerful blockers, he can escape alive, get into the jungle, quickly get rid of the pursuit, and gain precious rest time.
As long as he rests for a while, he can recover his vitality, and when the time comes, he will be more sure of whether to flee a thousand miles away or come back for revenge.
Thinking of this, his speed increased a little after turning. This is already his fastest speed, and the jungle in front of him is getting closer.
Just when he thought he had succeeded, a long sword flew towards him from the side. He swung his long sword and slashed, but the long sword was not shaken in the slightest.
The helpless white-robed waiter could only stop himself, avoid the long sword that was blocking the road, and then missed the opportunity to rush into the jungle.
A silhouette fell suddenly, and the frontline commander of Elf Race, Alanhill's general Falai, blocked the path of the poor servant of God and drew his sword from the ground.
"Want to leave? How can it be so easy?" Falley sneered, and the long sword was instantly entwined with lightning, making a crackling sound.
Loudly shouted, Falai waved his sword forward, imposing manner press forward, forcing the white-robed man to keep retreating backwards.
After the white-robed man used magic to hold Falei's sword, he suddenly found that he had returned to the encirclement, surrounded by heavy armored grenadiers.
What's more terrifying is that he found that those war machines with stronger battle strength, huge puppets, have also caught up.
These huge guys are not bulky, and even lighter than many normal people.
"Lightning!" The impatient white-robed servant attacked again. He knew that the elf in front of him was very powerful and he was not an opponent, but in order to break through, he decided to solve it first. The toughest opponent ever!
If he leaves his side to such an enemy rashly, he is afraid that the opponent will shoot from the side again, and he may not be able to avoid the deadly sword again.
He didn't dare to fly into the sky, because just now, the two white-robed god servants had just reached the sky when they were smashed into a sieve by Alanhill's anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft missiles.
The sky here does not belong to the Servant of God, nor does it belong to the Demon Race! It belongs to the Alanhill fighters with the golden eagle emblem and those Alanhill magicians in black robes with golden eagles embroidered behind them!
He, who had no way out, just took a step forward when he saw a "puppet golem" with flames spraying from its back, slowly landed behind Falai, blocking the It looks the weakest direction.
"..." He swears to the sky, he really did not expect that that huge "Puppet Golem" with agile movements and powerful battle strength could even fly!
"Too... such a bully!" He wanted to smash the long sword in his hand at the white-robed god servant under his feet, and cursed in his heart.
(end of this chapter)