As the two leading Legendary Cultivators escaped, the demonic clones attacking the Belhain below soon ushered in a joint sweep by the three Legendary Professionals.

Drognam and Sarah slaughtered the Winged Demons with thousands of Winged Demons left in the middle from both sides, while Farah hurled precise lightning javelins at the Water Sharks beneath the sea below, like lightning bombers.

The rest of the professionals also drew their weapons to join the battle, beating the water dogs in addition to reaping this last wave of experience under the cover of the legendary powerhouses.

The identities of hunters and prey between humans and demons suddenly reversed, and the clones of the Winged Demon and the Water Shark Demon began to scatter and flee.

After only half an hour, calm had regained in the skies above and below the Belhain, and the flagship of the royal fleet had finally survived the catastrophe.

At this point, this call for support initiated by the Council of the Demon Fortress was over for Lu Gaoin, and the people of the Eastern Desert paid an unimaginably high price for it.

On the royal fleet that went to support Kurast, there were not only the naval soldiers carried by the fleet itself, but also the first, third and second squadrons of the royal guard, which were specially dispatched by the king, with a total of more than 6,000 Praetorian Guard soldiers, all of whom were professionals or mercenaries at least level 30 or above.

This time, the loss of the royal guard's guards can almost be described as a catastrophe.

More than 800 people were killed or missing in the first squadron, accounting for more than half of the entire squadron.

Most of the people in the 3rd Squadron were on the Dehein, and there were originally more than 1,000 people left, but because of the sudden explosion and sinking of the Dehein, there are now only more than 700 people left in the 3rd Squadron.

The second brigade was the worst, because this brigade was directly under the jurisdiction of the paladins of the royal shield, so when the fleet was ambushed, they were also taken care of.

All the Winged Demons, as well as the other demons that were brought over by the Winged Demons and thrown onto the deck of the ship to wreak havoc, their first targets were the soldiers of the Second Brigade of the Royal Praetorian Guard.

In addition, there were two guys in the Evil Pact who wanted to shake his faith by slaughtering the paladin's subordinates, so they carried out a bloody sweep of the second team.

All of this added up to the fact that the Praetorian Guard, which originally numbered about 3,000 and was led by a legendary professional, was completely disabled.

Many of them were scattered among other small and medium-sized ships, only to be sunk by demons and legendary pacters.

In the end, the remaining number of the second brigade was only 26 people, and none of the higher-ranking squad leaders or squad leaders survived.

Fortunately, the Praetorian Guards are all professionals or mercenaries, otherwise the twenty-six people who survived would probably be either crippled or disabled.

When the crisis dissipated, the four legendary professionals gathered on the foredeck of the Belhein, looking at the countless times sparse professionals in front of them, and a deep sense of sadness arose in everyone's hearts.

Lugoin sent 6,000 Professionals and a mighty fleet and three Legendary Professionals to support Kurast, only to return with less than 2,000 Professionals and a scarred Royal Fleet flagship.

Even legendary pros have one fallen on the battlefield.

With such an ending, how do you ask them to explain to the people of Lugoin?

How many wives will lose their husbands, how many parents will lose their children, and how many families will be torn apart?

Farah knew that many of the royal guards were related relatives, and there were even fathers, sons, mothers and daughters.

These are the professionals who have exhausted their potential and have chosen to return to Lugoin to settle down.

They marry and have children in the hinterland of mankind, and hope to spend the rest of their lives in peace and security in the pearl of the desert.

Some of their children have become professionals or mercenaries since they were born, and some of them have not had enough rank caps to go to the Second World to return to Lugoin and join their parents in the glorious and well-paid royal guards, which allow them to do their best.

Their original intention was not actually for the present moment, but now they want to run their own family well, sleep in the open for half their lives, and live a peaceful and peaceful life after birth and death.

But now, they're all dead.

Only two helpless mothers and wives remained.

Drognam and Farah looked at each other, both sighing wordlessly.

Sothia stood beside the side of the ship and threw a bottle of fiery coral wine into the sea.

There was silence for a while, and it wasn't until ten minutes later that Farah turned to Drognam to ask about the ambush of the fleet.

Seeing him ask about this, Farah sighed heavily, grabbed a wooden wine bottle on the table next to him, and poured a large spicy sip of wine into his throat.

"Actually, before we entered the ambush circle of hell, we received an alert from 'Ji Kuhl'.

The alarm seems to have been raised by the Monster Fortress Survey Team who had traveled from Kaigistan across the wetlands to Kurast, and they seemed to have discovered something, prompting a brief warning message from a legendary professional.

The warning signal was short, just one sentence.

'Kurast has fallen, stand back and don't go forward!' ’”

Farrah covered her face in some pain, and some wine slowly ran down her messy black beard from the corners of her mouth.

"If you've received the warning, why did you step into the ambush of the Evil Pacters?" Farah frowned, asking incredulously.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and biasing towards the tigers, it is very courageous, yes, but you also have to figure out the situation first, and rush in without knowing anything, it is not called courage, it is called stupidity.

"We don't want to! Sothia and I were of the same opinion at that time, that we should first halt our advance, send a small force to find out what was ahead, and send someone back to report to the king.

But Ford Polis (the fallen legendary paladin) is going crazy if he wants to make a meritorious service! You may not know that this time the Praetorian Guard participated in the operation to support Kurast, and the old Ford spelled out the old face and insisted on coming from His Majesty the King.

In order to get enough merit in this operation to return to the front line of the second world, this old guy is desperate!

He didn't listen to me and Sosia at all, and insisted on leading the fleet to break through to Kurast, and thought that we had three legendary powerhouses in charge, and even if we encountered an ambush, we would be able to break through the ambush circle with our strength.

But in the end, who knows... Ay!

O people of the House of Polis! Hey......"

Zo Genam remembered the overwhelming demon group and the five legendary cultivators who suddenly appeared in front of them, and he couldn't stop sighing and beating his chest.

Even the gray hair on the sideburns seems to have a few more.

"This ......" Hearing his answer, Farah was also stunned for a while.

He knew that the people of the Polis family had always been arrogant and self-serving, but he never expected that the old paladin, who was born in the same era as them, would make such a mistake this time.

"It is precisely because of his own misjudgment and self-righteousness that the royal fleet has fallen into such a desperate situation, that His Excellency Ford made the decision at the last minute to sacrifice himself and create opportunities for us... In a sense, he can be regarded as making up for some of his own mistakes......"

Sothia tossed the flask into the sea and said as she stood on the side of the boat with her head hung down in a depressed expression.

After she finished saying this, the atmosphere of the scene once again fell into an unspeakable silence.

The legendary Amazon Sarah didn't interject from beginning to end, she just quietly looked at the small ship full of Amazon that accompanied the Bel Main, and the expression on her face was quite solemn.

"So... The members of the investigation team have arrived in Kurast?

Also, why are they in Jikul? Didn't it be incorporated into Curast a long time ago and declared abandoned? ”

After a moment of silence, Farah continued to speak, turning the conversation in the direction of the Kurast form.

It's too late to say anything about how Ford Polis's actions should be judged, after all, he has already paid with his life for what he did.

"We don't know that, but the message we received was not only very brief, but also very urgent, and it was clear that they weren't in a good situation......

Drognam shook his head.

"Okay, then it seems that we still have to contact the Demon Fortress Council after we go back......"

Farah sighed heavily.