Although Falina and North didn't know what was going on on the other side, there was no doubt that the opponent's strength would suddenly plummet.

originally thought that the defeat was a foregone conclusion, but suddenly gave himself the opportunity to turn defeat into victory, how could the two natural disaster powerhouses be willing to give up?

Under the orders of Farina and North, a large number of Scourge minions launched a tidal attack, and the Scourge Legion made countless people turn the sea of the undead at this time.

"Hold on, soldiers!"

Itreig, who had slain the hex lord Macaras, stepped forward when Frelin entangled Dakara, and the orc Juggernaut and Mallon led a melee force composed of blood elves, orcs, trolls, and forsaken warriors to support the first line of defense, firmly stuck between the enemy and the Sun Temple, and protected the ranged attackers such as the Silvermoon Ranger in the rear.

However, in the face of fearless, death-defying, and endless undead disasters, after losing Leo's Swift Bone Dragon and Mechanical Skeleton Army, their forces seem to be stretched, and now they are only relying on a blood surname to maintain the defense line from collapsing, and it is impossible to support it for too long without the arrival of reinforcements.

In the battle of the top powerhouses, the Scourge Legion and the Amani Trolls were defeated, but they still had a great advantage in terms of the situation of the entire war, and the gap in the massive number of troops could not be smoothed out by a few more powerhouses.

A thick pillar of fire shot out from the Tianyang Temple, the raging flames swept across the battlefield, and the Magisters such as Oliver in the Sun Temple activated the magic tower again, and the Scourge Legion's tidal offensive appeared briefly interrupted, and the warriors of the Tribal Alliance had a chance to catch their breath.

"The magical architecture of the blood elves will not prevent your fate from failing, and this place will be destroyed."

For the loss of troops, Falina and North did not feel the slightest distress, the Scourge Legion has never lacked cannon fodder, and the Undead Scourge continued to attack under their orders, without being affected in the slightest, and the warriors of the Horde Alliance had to brace themselves to meet the endless sea of the undead again.

At the critical moment, Romans stood up, the ** master of Silvermoon City raised his staff high, and an arcane light shrouded half of the battlefield, and a super-large arcane burst smashed all the cataclysmic minions within a kilometer range of the tribal alliance warriors in front of him.

As soon as the big move is released, the small minions naturally can't stand it, but the price of casting the big move is high, and at the same time, Romans also fell into weakness while emptying a large number of opponents' troops, although he did not completely lose the ability to cast magic, but he could only release some spells with very little lethality, which could not help the battle situation.

Could it be that the Temple of the Sun will be lost?

A trace of worry rose in the hearts of Liadlin and the others, it was not that they were not confident but that the other party's offensive was indeed fierce, and their strength was now less than one-tenth of the Scourge Legion, not to mention that there were Amani trolls led by Zulkin on the side.

Speaking of Zurkin, the leader of the Amani trolls, he was in a fierce battle with Wojin of the Darkspear clan at this time, and seemed completely unaffected by the death of the hex lord Macaras, whose spear was the same as his golden roke. The great sword of the apocalypse continued to slam, and the sound of gold and iron clashing suppressed all the noise in the vicinity.

"Traitors deserve to die."

When Macaras was beheaded by Itreig's sword, Zulkin yelled at Wojin, and the Darkspear Patriarch jumped back quickly to avoid the slash that Zulkin cooperated with the paralyzing roar. Woking, who avoided his opponent's attack, did not have the slightest smug look on his face, and Zurkin's words just now seemed to be directed at him, but in fact they meant something else.

An idea appeared in Woking's mind, shouldn't he and Itreg be the knife in Zurkin's hand and help him get rid of a hidden danger?

Trolls are cunning creatures with a celestial surname, and as the heads of the clan, Woking and Zurkin are not fuel-efficient lamps. Wojin lured Zurkin away with himself as bait in order to facilitate Itreig to kill Macaras, but Zulkin is a plan, if you want to kill Macaras, I will give you a chance to use your hands to get rid of this two-five boy who is making small moves behind his back.

Under the calculations of the two troll patriarchs, the hex lord Makaras became a tragic victim.

The battle was fierce at the front, and the atmosphere at the rear was no less relaxed.

The intense pain of the overdraft made it almost impossible for Leo to think, if the situation allowed him to really want to fly away happily, but now even the coma has become a luxury for him.

Pain!

Endless pain was tearing at every tendon of his gods!

Leo's face was frighteningly pale.

Scarlett hugged him tightly and kept shouting his name, while Verry led the Dragonblood Guards to consciously stand between the others and Leo, who would not let anyone approach Leo at this time except Scarlett and Dragonaikos. Not Leadlin, not Hawksbill, not Haduron, anyone who tries to get close to Leo will feel their hostile gaze.

Now even a blind man can see that Leo's situation is very bad, how can Viri let others get close to Leo?

Despite their dissatisfaction with the dragonblood's pro-thief gaze, Leah Delin and Hawksbill had to stop approaching Leo.

In stark contrast to the previous massacre was his weakness, and Leo had to pay for the excessive mental overdraft, but he didn't regret it. If it weren't for the pain suppression and energy infused with Liadrin, how could he have killed Anubrekan, Louseb and Maxner, three legendary Scourge powerhouses and helped Itreg kill the hex lord Macaras?

"Scarlett, don't be sad, it's not like you." Leo looked at the anxious female knight with apologetic eyes, and his tone was very gentle, "Don't worry, it's just the sequelae of excessive use of power." ”

"I trust you, you'll be fine."

The female knight nodded vigorously, as if this would give her enough confidence, but she held Leo's hand harder.

After comforting Scarlett, Leo turned his head to look at Leah Delin with difficulty, and he actually laughed in the worried eyes of the Blood Elf Countess, although this smile was reluctant.

"I believe that the covenant between Silvermoon City and Riptide Castle will continue to exist, and it's time for this war to end."

Both Lea Delin and Hawksbill looked at Leo with strange eyes, ending the battle of the Sun Temple seemed like a matter of course to Leo, but even if the Blood Elves were willing to stop fighting, would the Scourge Legion and Amani Trolls listen to them? Don't forget, now that the other party has the advantage, have you ever seen a fool who takes the initiative to let go of the opponent after taking the advantage?

Unless Zurkin, Farina, and North are cursed by the Crowd Brain Pump.

Or does Leo still have a backhand?

"Looks like it's my turn?"

A very slappable voice reached everyone's ears, and Leo's paladin clone held the unmarkable hand of the singer, as if admiring a beautiful work of art, but in fact he was holding nothing more than a gruesome skull.

What does this guy want to do?

What is Leo going to do with this individual with the power of the Light that he has split into with his own soul?

The appearance of the paladin clone attracted everyone's attention, and one of the clones smiled smugly when he saw that everyone else's eyes were focused on him.

"Look, the next moment will be to witness the miracle."

After saying that, the paladin's clone ignited with a blazing holy light, and the blazing golden holy light made his whole person as dazzling as the sun, and the power of the holy light followed his hand into the mark of the singer. The influx of light immediately caused a storm in the lead sign, and the terrifying skull that exuded a strong aura of darkness burned violently like ignited oil, black flames replacing golden light.

Using the power of the Holy Light to ignite the terrifying dark power contained in the skull, is he looking for death?

The Paladin's doppelganger was very incomprehensible to the others, except for Leo, who knew the details, and Scarlett, who believed in him, everyone waited for the next step with the eyes of a madman.

A very important thing happened in this world, and that was the birth of the Ember Bringer.

Mograini obtained a Shadow Crystal of great power in the Black Rock Mountain, and the power of this crystal was so great that he took it with him and came up with a shocking theory at a gathering of the Seven Knights of the Silver Hand that the powers of light and darkness could actually be transformed into each other.

At Mograine's persuasion, the powerful people who attended the party decided to do one thing, and that was to use their power to purify the Shadow Crystal and turn it into a Light Crystal with a powerful power of Holy Light.

And so the Ember Bringer was born.

Although the strength of the paladin's clone was pitifully weak compared to the seven people who participated in the purification of the shadow crystal at that time, it did not mean that he could not do it, because the lead singer's mark was different from the shadow crystal, it was an item belonging to Leo, and there was Leo's soul mark on the source, and the soul of the paladin clone was a part of Leo.

It is naturally impossible to provoke a backlash by using the soul of the master of the lead singer's seal, and in this regard, it is completely incomparable to the situation encountered by the seven giants of the Silver Knights who purified the dark crystal and created the Ash Messenger at that time.

The blazing black flames scorched the void, as if opening a passage in space, and a breath so powerful that even a strong person like Liadlin trembled to break through the barrier of the plane and enter this world.

Powerful divine power swept across the field, and the undead of the Scourge, except for a few strong people, melted and disappeared in an instant as if they had encountered the snow of the Blazing Voice.

Holding the Leader's Mark of the Singer burning with black flames and emitting an infinite dark aura, the paladin clone with golden holy light on his body looked extremely solemn at this time, and a pair of eyes that made the world bow their heads opened from behind him, exuding a majesty like a god.

"Shenwei is in prison, God's grace is like the sea, open it, the divine sanctuary that leads to heaven!"

(To be continued)