I Will Be The Crowned King

The cold wind whistling in his ears awakened his weak consciousness, and the tightly closed scarlet pupils opened again, bringing the silent night into the eyes of the elf girl again.

Staring at the darkness that was rapidly approaching her, Freya thought a lot.

I fell for it, and from the beginning.

The gravekeepers of the Resting Land obviously know the power of the Iser elf bloodline, and their purpose of angering them is to increase their power at any cost until they completely lose control.

The huge power will inevitably lead to backlash, and the self who distorts the laws of nature will also bear the corresponding price: focusing all of his energy on the shadow demon, but forgetting that he is still flesh and blood, and it is impossible to adapt to the environment above the top of the cloud. ...I was lucky that I didn't suffocate to death by being instantly frozen into ice cubes.

If it was a normal situation, of course, there were countless ways to avoid it; but at that moment, the angry self was obviously completely out of control, and it was impossible to be distracted by the "little things" such as cold and difficulty breathing.

Gravekeepers will naturally not let go of such a fatal weakness.

If you think about it this way, the cursed undead that suddenly appeared at the end is probably the true body of the Shadow Demon... It's so sinister, who would have thought that the undead cursed by the Shadow Demon would eventually turn into the same appearance as the Shadow Demon; this way Even if all the shadows that can hide are destroyed, as long as all the undead are not completely killed, it will only temporarily weaken him.

Of course, the elf girl actually knew very well that there was actually a big gap between herself and the other party; even if she was not calculated, it was only a matter of time before she was defeated alone.

The other party is willing to take the risk of being killed, and they must use any means to defeat themselves who are actually far weaker than them... It shows that they are quite urgent, and they are unwilling or unable to continue wasting time.

If so, the most beneficial tactic for oneself should actually be to fight every possible way, and even take Anson Bach away in advance; so they can either pursue desperately, or have to give up and look for the next opening. A chance for a land of rest.

Unfortunately, no if.

The elf girl thought so, and a regretful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The cold wind is still whistling in his ears, and the figure of that guy is vaguely seen in the gradually blurred vision... He is still so brave, so desperate, obviously it is safest to do nothing, but he still stands up for the group. Wouldn't appreciate his scum fight at all.

Yes, just like him before.

Obviously he can walk away completely, obviously he has nothing to do with him at all, but just because of a promise to fight side by side with the enemy, he rushed to the palace, saying that he would take people away.

This is him, this is... the knight.

Only this time, Freya may not be able to fight with you to the end.

With the gradually fading consciousness, the elf girl became more and more tired, and her eyes felt heavier than ever; but she still tried to open her eyes, and tried her best to look at the figure standing with a sword in the dark, and put him deeply. engraved in his mind.

boom--

The thunder that trembled the earth sounded in the ear, which was the figure of the falling flame gun; the indescribable darkness quickly faded away, and it could no longer block the light.

At this moment, countless undead wailed in pain, the darkness dissipated from the air like a fading tide, and the whistling blizzard became softer than ever before... Thousands of lights once again illuminated Beluga Harbor under the stars.

At this moment, Freya smiled contentedly.

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Beluga harbor, port terminal.

After an unknown length of battle, the "port" line of defense jointly constructed by the second, third, and two infantry regiments began to crumble.

The long coastline has been covered with the corpses of the swarm, and the charred flesh and blood even built a short "dyke". Numerous worms were roasted by the flames, hit by the ice and snow, beaten by the reefs, and more. It is necessary to climb over this increasingly high embankment to climb to a position close to the shore.

Hundreds of breech-loading rifle salvos awaited as they surged up the dam; the hot lead shot out of the barrel, piercing them as easily as a water polo, and became part of the high dam.

But this is still not enough, far from enough.

Countless swarms of insects struggling in the sea of ​​fire are still crossing the dam in large areas, and the speed is even faster than the speed of platoons of guns; officers have to increase the firing queue to two platoons to barely keep up with the increase in the speed of the other side. .

And quite reluctantly.

Looking at the increasing number of insect swarms that are getting closer and closer to themselves, the soldiers who had already fallen into numbness became more and more short of breath; many experienced veterans even made mistakes in the reloading steps. mistake.

And the frequent mistakes, in turn, increased the pressure on others... Cursing, beatings, conscription, rioting and conflict, conflict and quarrel, began to appear in various positions from time to time.

For this kind of problem, the solution of Alexei, the commander of the Second Infantry Regiment, is quite simple and crude - the troublemakers are shot and killed.

This straightforward and direct attitude once made Norton feel that he must have a common language with another talented general.

"The mines and explosives have been filled, it's just to see when we leave."

Resisting the irritability, Alexei said in a hoarse voice: "If we are lucky enough, we should be able to buy fifteen or thirty minutes of rest time for us."

"If we're lucky enough to last until Fabian and the others come over, there's probably some hope of pushing these monsters into the sea; if we're not lucky... we'll have to retreat to the council - the strength of the buildings around here is simply not enough. bunker."

"I also informed the battalion commanders of each battalion to retreat according to the second plan." Norton nodded slightly, his lips trembling slightly:

"The reinforcements... how much hope do you think there is?"

"It's hard to say, it's better not to count on it."

"Why, you have no confidence in our deputy commander?"

"On the contrary, although I hate this guy, I still have no doubts about this kind of thing."

Alexei shook his head: "It's been quite a while. If he hasn't arrived yet, it means that something has happened at the headquarters, and the trouble he encountered is not much less than ours."

Norton said no more, in fact he had a similar hunch.

Although the headquarters and Beluga Port are very close, there is still a distance after all. It is very difficult to **** and approach the city with thousands of people in the completely invisible darkness. If you run into the enemy again, then I am afraid……

thump—

The roar of the crashing waves and the wall of fire interrupted the conversation between the two, and thousands of worms took advantage of the shaking of the wall of fire to cross the coast and attacked the position with piercing screams.

"We may have to act quickly."

Alexey stared at the milky white "spray" irritably: "These insects seem to not only have complete vitality, but also affect our sanity-even if we are not eaten by them, the thousand of us may be Gotta go crazy."

"To be honest, this is the first time I've suddenly felt regret... I regret that when I was a kid, I didn't listen to those scary fairy tales seriously and remember how the heroes deal with these monsters."

"Maybe it's useless to remember." Norton couldn't help but smile:

"We are not heroes, we are just ordinary people who want to live well."

"Really? Uh... I actually kind of want to be a hero."

"Heroes all have to be sacrificed. We are struggling so much to live. How many things can we sacrifice?"

"...Norton Crossell, you're a professional spoiler."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"You're welcome, and... don't make any further progress."

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly flashed from the corner of their eyes.

Alexei was the first to react, and turned his head sharply to look behind him, then Norton turned around and swept along the other side's line of sight.

The Beluga Port under the night is so peaceful. If the screaming monsters and the boiling sea behind the two of them are thrown away, the whole world will look so peaceful and comfortable... everything is normal.

The stars in the sky, the quiet streets, the faint riots, the sparse firelight... Norton turned his head to look at Alexey, who didn't find any problems at all, but the other party's expression was extremely shocked.

"Oh? What, what's wrong?"

"What's the matter... don't you feel anything wrong?" Alexei was so surprised that he even shouted out excitedly:

"Light... Light is back!"

"Light?"

Norton, who was stunned for a while, looked around the circle again, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

It's the shadow... the power of the shadow demon has disappeared! Even the blizzard stopped along with it!

The magical aura in the air has obviously faded a lot from just now. Although I don't know what happened, it is certain that the Shadow Demon has disappeared or has been severely weakened.

This result made Norton stunned. At first, he didn't believe that the Elf Queen of Iser could really defeat the gravekeeper... The age of the two sides is there, no matter how pure the blood of the elves who have just gained power for more than a year, can It can't be the evil **** opponent who has spent thousands of years and still has the home field advantage.

Could it be that some accident happened, or is the power of the Iser elf far stronger than he imagined?

Just when the two of them hadn't recovered from the surprise in front of them, a violent roar sounded again in their ears.

"boom----!!!!"

With the sound of shaking the earth, the wall of fire standing in front of the coast suddenly began to collapse; the pieces of flames turned into steam under the impact of the waves, and dissipated with the wind in the night sky; .

The two who had just had a hint of joy were not excited, but the smiles had already frozen on their faces.

Not only them, the soldiers in the entire port position stopped their movements, looked up in the direction of the sea of ​​​​fire, and stood there dumbfounded, not moving.

The flames drifted away in the wind and disappeared in an instant.

"What's this... a joke?"

Alexei, whose voice was trembling, muttered to himself, and Norton's expression on the side was even more unsightly, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Without the wall of fire left by the Elf Queen as a line of defense, it is simply wishful thinking to rely on more than a thousand people to block thousands of insect swarms.

Almost at the same time, the boiling sea water suddenly seemed to become more excited.

"Boom-thump-"

The huge waves broke the water surface, rolled up countless seawater and rushed to the sky, turning into a rainstorm without warning and pouring on the shore.

The soldiers on the position only felt that a large basin of cold water was poured over their heads, and they were instantly soaked, and some were knocked down by the spray... For a while, countless screams with bruised noses and swollen faces came and went one after another on the position.

However, it wasn't the sudden waves that made the two of them froze in place, trembling all over.

Under the starry night sky, three incomparably huge tentacles, at least fifty or sixty meters long, broke through the water and shot straight into the sky.

Even the so-called length is only the height of the two people's eyes...because the position above it is completely dark, and it is impossible to distinguish.

Compared with it, the 2nd and 3rd Infantry Regiment on the position... No, even the entire Beluga Harbor looks so insignificant, it's not worth mentioning at all.

Looking at the huge body, a name, a terrifying name appeared in the minds of the two at the same time.

………………

"Fleia—!!!!"

A trembling cry echoed in the blood-soaked streets.

The young knight with red eyes was waving the blood-stained long knife and dashing straight to the end of the target; the power of the sea knight's bloodline was fully opened at this moment, even if the corpse of the pagan had blocked the road, he could not fight against it. He constitutes the slightest influence.

Although it is very weak, although only a little... But at the moment when the elf girl fell, Louis Bernard, who was in the dark, quickly captured her breath; without hesitation for even a second, he decisively hurried in the direction of her fall. past.

More and more heretics poured out of the streets, blocking the young knight.

"Anson Bach!"

"coming!"

Almost at the same time as the response sounded, the golden-red [Rising Fire] swept in; while clearing the obstacle, two lead bullets printed with [Gathering Flame] directly blasted a gap in the center of the street~www.readwn .com~ cleared the way.

Anson's expression, who was following the young knight, was quite complicated... He actually didn't want to leave the council so impulsive, but on the one hand, the current Louis could not be persuaded by words at all, and on the other hand, the elf queen was the supreme leader of Moby Dick. The combat power, as long as she is still there, can pose a certain threat to the gravekeeper.

At least until Talia finds a way to get back, or until other reinforcements arrive, there must be no loss!

But at the moment Louis Bernard is obviously not as much as he thinks.

Waving a long knife wrapped in water vapor, the blood-gushing corpses fell in front of the young knight in the form of fragments; blue-green pus and plasma had already soaked into his eyes, leaving more or less all over his body. A little injury... but still can't stop his footsteps:

"Wait for me, Freya!"

"I'm coming--!"

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