Banner of the Evil God

The storm became more and more violent.

The Sea Tribe army worked hard to reorganize their formation. Fortunately, there were a large number of spellcasters in their team, especially the priests of the Ocean Goddess, who had great experience in stabilizing waves. They were able to slowly stabilize their formation, reorganize their troops, and launch another attack.

This time, those who attacked the defensive position of Port Gars were no longer the weak murlocs, but all kinds of sea monsters.

Medusa with snake hair, sirens with human heads and bird bodies, water monsters covered in seaweed and barnacles, sea elements that look like small whirlpools... all kinds of sirens that usually only appear in legends The swarm turned into a horrific scene from the sailors' nightmares and rushed towards the exhausted defenders.

These are not ordinary monsters, any of them require experienced adventurers to deal with them carefully. Even if it's in perfect condition, there's no guarantee of a sure win. At this moment, they are rushing over in groups, literally killing them!

"Ah, I'm really going to die this time." The bard said with a smile, "I wonder if this way of death would be approved by the celebration boy (the God of Joy)?"

He cleared his throat and sang to the sky: "Although I am a fool, I died to protect mankind. Young man of the celebration, don't shut me out~"

The celebration boy he was talking about is the god of joy and celebrations. He is a god who pursues happiness regardless of time, place or reason. His favorite thing is to transform into a bard and sing at celebrations.

Seeing that the bard was so happy, singing and laughing even when he was about to die, he was indeed a believer of that neurotic god!

Thanks to him, everyone who was originally nervous relaxed a bit, and even the sad Lei regained his composure, with a smile on his face.

Inspired by him, many people imitated him and prayed to the gods they believed in. Some people who had not yet determined their faith suddenly looked sad and didn't know what to do.

They never think about believing in anyone and live heartlessly every day. At this moment, death was imminent, and everyone was panicking as they saw that if they didn't hug them quickly, they would go to the underworld - and maybe go to hell.

"Is it still too late to believe in a god?" the barbarian with superb acting skills asked calmly.

Lei walked over and patted his broad shoulder hard: "Don't worry, for a warrior who died fighting to protect the innocent, there will always be kind gods willing to take you in."

"Ha! That puts me at ease." The barbarian nodded, suddenly came to his senses, and shouted, "I'm not ready to die yet!"

The whole room burst into laughter, and the laughter seemed to be more violent and passionate than the sound of wind and rain and the roar and screams of the sea tribe.

After a while, the war broke out again.

This battle was much more brutal than before. Facing the powerful elites of the Sea Clan, the defenders, who had been exhausted from the previous battles, simply could not withstand it. Most of them fell almost immediately after the fight. Only a few of them fell. Experts can still barely support it.

Lei still played the role of the mainstay. Although his opponents were much stronger than the previous fish-men army, he was still invincible with one man and one sword. And the strength he showed this time was even more exaggerated than before.

Medusa's petrifying gaze is ineffective; the siren's seductive song is ineffective; the water monster's seaweed entanglement is still ineffective. Only the sea elements, who don't use any tricks and rely solely on their strength and hard knocks, can cause some hindrance to him and make his light steps slow down a little.

The commander of the sea tribe quickly noticed this, so he gathered a large number of elite sea elements and surrounded him on all sides.

These sea elementals are obviously the elites among the tribe, and it can be seen from their appearance - the body of the ordinary sea element is blue, about as tall as two people, and the torso is like a whirlpool, with a faint picture floating on the whirlpool. A vicious face. The bodies of these sea elements sent to surround Lei were so blue that they turned black. The shortest one was as tall as three people. The rapids swirled around them, causing a shuddering roar.

If you are hit by ordinary sea elements, you may vomit blood and fall to the ground, but if you are hit by the elites of these sea elements, you may be shattered on the spot and die without a complete body.

Lei actually noticed this situation. He also tried to break out, but the number of enemies was too many. No matter which direction he rushed out from, he would see more enemies surrounding him layer by layer from all directions. Come up.

After a while, he once again killed several particularly powerful sea elements and broke through the first layer of siege. However, he saw that the battle was almost over. He was left alone on the entire battlefield, surrounded by three layers of the sea clan army. layer, surrounded by water.

There was wild laughter in the distance. It was the commanders of the Sea Tribe laughing at him. They shouted and cursed in vague language, trying their best to mock this warrior who fought to the end.

"Now it's just you!"

Lei shook his head. There was no fear or despair, but some relief.

"It seems...my last moment is finally coming..."

He sighed with some regret - all his comrades had fallen, and the huge road was completely defenseless at this moment. It was impossible to hold it with only his own strength.

It is not terrible to die in battle, but it is really regrettable that the original goal cannot be achieved.

It would be great if we could defend this place for a while longer!

At this moment, he heard a series of hoarse roars coming from above his head.

"Long live the city of Gars!"

With the roar, the towers standing on both sides of the road collapsed one after another, and rubble flew everywhere.

When these towers were first established, ambush had been laid. At the critical moment, just detonating the magic array in them would blow them all down, forming a huge pile of gravel and cutting off the road.

According to the design, there should have been a follow-up. Even if the enemy dug up the gravel pile, it could further detonate a deeper magic circle, blowing up most of Port Gars into the sky and severely damaging the invading enemy. However, because the Lord Joseph, Priest He Li, Master Sheen and Commander of the Coast Guard Slari, who are able to control the hub of the magic circle - strong men from the Riley family's side branch, whose strength is close to legendary, are all absent, the final arrangement cannot be started. What a pity.

But this was enough now. Seeing that the blocking battle had failed, the invading Sea Clan army was about to march straight in. After discussion, the mages stationed in the tower used the trick of destroying both the stone and the stone, blowing up the tower and dying with the enemy.

They are either members of the Riley family, or orphans adopted by the Riley family since childhood. They are loyal to the Riley family and Gals City, even if they have to give up their lives.

Following the earth-shattering explosion, towers made of heavy metal collapsed one after another, not only crushing a large number of elites of the sea tribe to death, but also completely cutting off the road from the port area to the inner and outer cities.

Looking at the mountains of gravel, the commanders of the Sea Clan were all furious - the Sea Clan was neither good at climbing mountains nor good at working on land. I don’t know how much time and effort it will take to reopen the road.

And by that time, no one knows how far those hateful land creatures have escaped!

But they soon discovered that they thought things were going too smoothly.

In fact, there is no way they can start work now.

Because, Lei has already launched an attack.

When the towers capsized one after another and countless large and small gravels fell from the sky, Lei thought his life would end here. But who knew that until the dust settled, not even a single piece of gravel fell on him.

"What good luck!" He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh, "In this case, I can continue fighting!"

As he spoke, he raised his long sword, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and rushed towards the Sea Clan soldiers who were stunned by the explosion and collapse.

Now he doesn't need to think about "whether one person can defend it", he just needs to concentrate on fighting!

The sword light flashes, and the fighting spirit is like fire.

The elite soldiers of the Sea Tribe fell under his sword one after another, but more came up.

"It's just one person! Let me pile him up to death!" A strange voice shouted, but Lei had no time to pay attention.

As the high-intensity battle continued, he clearly felt his physical strength declining.

Recalling it carefully, it seems that we have been fighting for a long time...

But he just smiled, drove away all those sighing thoughts, and continued to focus on fighting.

In other words, focus on slashing.

Whether it's Medusa, sirens, water monsters, sea elements, or other miscellaneous things, it doesn't matter, it's all about killing.

All his comrades have fallen, and everything that can move in front of him is the enemy!

"This kind of battle is really good!" He couldn't help but laugh. "You don't have to worry about the severity of your shots, and you don't have to worry about the safety of your companions. You have no worries or scruples, just concentrate on killing..."

"Perhaps...this is the battle I have been looking forward to..."

A sea elf who was much taller than his distant relatives on land jumped out of nowhere, shouting words such as "fight to the death" in mutant elf language, waving a sharp scimitar, and seemed to want to duel with him.

Lei sneered, turned his feet slightly, and the momentum of the original charge suddenly turned in a direction. He passed by the sea elf, swung the long sword like a juggler, and lightly swiped it between the eyebrows, killing the rest of it. The words and half of his head were cut off.

A tall and mighty dragon man rushed over. This kind of monster with the lower body of a snake and the upper body of a human but with a head like a dragon is a famous and powerful race among the sea tribe, and its eight arms prove that it is the best among the tribe. The strong ones belong to at least one of the princes. At this moment, each of its eight thick arms is holding a big knife, and the flashing light of the knife is like a whirlwind.

Lei glanced at it indifferently, and his figure passed through the shadows of the swords like a ghost. The long sword just found a gap in the seemingly impenetrable sword screen, and lightly cut the throat of the sea warrior.

A Gorgon, far more beautiful and colder than the ordinary Medusa, bent her bow and arrow, hoping to kill with a single arrow at close range. The snake hair on her head was roaring and flying in all directions, and even the sea people were cautiously staying away, not daring to get close, for fear of being bitten by the poisonous snakes on her head.

Lei didn't even give it a chance to shoot an arrow. He picked up a weapon on the ground with one kick, and kicked it out again. It was like an arrow from the string, which shot her to the core. Her head was full of venomous snakes and she lay down limply. , a poisonous arrow flew to no one knows where.

A sea elf as big as a hill roared and rushed over, trying to smash him to pieces with its huge body. Everywhere it passed, chickens and dogs jumped, and the sea tribesmen who retreated a little later were crushed mercilessly by it, leaving no intact corpses.

Lei shouted lightly, pointed his long sword forward, and rushed forward fiercely, passing through its body with the sword, and directly knocked a big hole in its huge body. The huge monster that was charging at high speed suddenly staggered and fell into the group of sea creatures next to it. It was unknown how many were crushed to death. It fell down and never got up again.

He laughed loudly, holding the sword and looking down, and asked coldly: "Who else wants to die?"

There was silence, and no one dared to answer.

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