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Durand stomped on the ground hard, and the huge force pushed his body, almost clinging to the vertical wall, and shot upward, trying to fly up the outer wall of the fortress, which was more than fifty meters high.

But the forbidden space realm moved at the moment when Durand jumped up.

Durand suddenly felt a huge force fall on his head, slamming on the top of his head and shoulders, like an invisible Mount Tai pressing on the top, incredibly heavy, his upward momentum immediately stagnated, and the degree suddenly slowed down. Then the invisible force of the fall spread out slightly, wrapped around Duland's body, and transformed from "falling" to the power of "dragging" downward, this time, Duland's figure completely stopped in mid-air, and then there was a trace of downward trend!

Under the city walls, a large number of dwarven soldiers were rushing towards the large army of battle mages.

At this time, these dwarf soldiers who had just rushed down the fortress suddenly stopped, and at the same time turned around, and their cold eyes locked on the figure of Durand who was stuck in mid-air.

Durand was suppressed by the forbidden space realm, and he couldn't rush up, but he hadn't begun to fall yet, that is to say, he stopped in mid-air at this moment, facing the city wall, and his entire back was exposed in front of many dwarven soldiers, all defenseless!

Whew!

The dwarves under the walls turned around at the same time, aimed at Duland's vests, and threw the heavy javelins in their hands, intending to take advantage of the opportunity to kill them.

"Watch your back!" Nightwing shouted.

She had become one with the sword, and she had become a nine-tailed night beast, her nine tails spinning wildly like wheels, like a dark storm rolling up in the air, and immediately intercepting most of the heavy javelins fired at Duland.

However, almost at the same time, there were also a large number of dwarven soldiers holding javelins at the head of the fortress city, aiming at Durand and throwing them downward, and for a while, countless javelins rained down! And Nightwing was temporarily entangled by a small number of dwarven officers mixed with the dwarven soldiers, and there was no spare strength to cover Duland.

"Humph!" Duland's face turned cold and he snorted lightly.

At this time, he could no longer resist the suppression of the forbidden space. Began to fall down involuntarily. But he looked up at the large number of javelins falling like rain above his head, and there was no panic in his eyes, only focused calmness.

The judgment knife was swung at will, the blade trembled again and again, and one javelin after another flew one after another, and then Durand suddenly reached out of his empty right hand and accurately grabbed a javelin that was shooting at him.

Flip your hands. Just stick a small half-javelin into the outer wall of the fortress!

In the field of forbidden air, what is forbidden is "flying".

Durand did not "fly" at this time, but grabbed the javelin fixed on the wall with one hand, and the whole person hung on the javelin, which was not considered flying, and was not affected by the forbidden space.

He suddenly felt a strain in his lower back. The whole person swung up, crossed a semicircle in the air, and then gathered his legs, his feet fell on the body of the javelin, and he squatted like a wolf.

"It seems that it is impossible to fly up in one go." Durand had felt the intensity of the Forbidden Realm and knew that it was not feasible to stand up to the Forbidden Realm and fly.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he made a decision. With a flip of his hand, he temporarily withdrew the Judgment Sword into the first layer of the World Compass, and shouted, "Nightwing, cover me!" ”

After speaking, Duland, who had his free hands and feet, used his hands and feet together, and seemed to turn into an agile wall creeper, quickly crawling up the outer wall of the fortress!

Nightwing had just taken care of a few annoying dwarf officers, and he didn't care about panting, so he hurriedly divided his strength to cover Durand, who temporarily put away the judgment sword. Under the full cover of Nightwing. Durand calmly and quickly climbed to the top of the fortress wall, and as soon as he stood still, he was met by two heavy javelins. Without saying a word, Durand took out the judgment sword, slashed the javelin with two swords, and slashed horizontally, splitting the more than a dozen dwarven soldiers who approached in half.

A small clearing suddenly cleared around, and Durand turned around and shouted, "Nightwing." It's okay, come up! ”

Nightwing immediately turned into a dark shadow and "swam" along the outer wall to the top of the city, and then a black shadow flashed. He took on the form of a nine-tailed night beast.

At this point, Durand and Nightwing took the lead in attacking the wall of the Dwarven Fortress!

Today's battlefield is divided into two parts.

Under the fortress, a team of more than 2,000 battle mages was struggling to advance in the direction of the fortress under the onslaught of countless dwarven soldiers and the repeated fire of heavy ballistas. Nearly a hundred heavy ballistas are constantly tilting to attack, and every second, a battle mage dies.

On top of the fortress, Durand and Nightwing stood side by side, facing the larger number of black dwarves on the fortress, their eyes were full of murder, and their faces were extremely cold.

For the two who had already climbed the wall, the threat of a salvo from the heavy ballista was no longer there.

"Now, we can destroy those ballistas fast as we can."

Durand has a good view of the battle situation, and only by destroying the ballista can the dwarves reduce the fire suppression of the many battle mages under the fortress, and more battle mages can attack the fortress. If all the ballistae could be destroyed, it would mean that most of the dwarves' fortified defenses would collapse.

Durand silently felt the remaining energy level in his body.

"Have you already consumed half of it......" Duland's heart sank slightly. From the assault on the fortress just now, to the volley of crossbow arrows one after another, to the forced landing of the fortress with Nightwing, in every link, Durand always stood in front of everyone and resolutely carried the most difficult attack.

When the energy level is full, Durand can only maintain the transformation state for a little more than three minutes.

Now that there is less than half of the energy level left, the next step is to use the weapon extension more carefully.

"Nightwing, I'm afraid I won't be able to transform lightly next." Durand looked coldly at the large number of dwarven soldiers who were gradually approaching around him, and said in a low voice to Nightwing beside him.

The attack power of Durand, who does not change, is not weak, at least it is enough to deal with dwarf soldiers, but it is not as good as the integration of attack and defense after transformation, and there is no weakness at all.

And the transformed Durand can only show the field of trial.

In other words, the transformed Durand has a strong individual combat ability, does not need the cooperation and assistance of his teammates, and can also burst out with strong combat effectiveness, even if he is besieged.

And Durand in his normal state is more like a knife, with strong attack power, but in terms of defense, he is no different from other 2O level battle mages, and he is easy to be caught and broken weakly.

"How much transformation time do you have left?" Nightwing asked, she was now in the posture of a nine-tailed night beast. The eyes of the night were like electric glances, and nine long tails swayed gently behind the hips.

"Up to 9o seconds."

Durand said truthfully, adding, "And we need to destroy at least 5o or more heavy ballistas before a large army can attack the fortress with relatively few casualties." It takes time to destroy 5o ballistas, and I can't fight in a morph state all the time, that will quickly deplete my remaining energy level. ”

Nightwing understood what Durand meant. Because if you don't change your body, your attack power is enough, but your defense is very fragile, and if you don't have equipment such as battle robes and no trial domain protection, you may be killed if you are not careful.

"You don't have to transform." Nightwing was silent for a moment before he spoke, and there was something strange in his calm voice. "If you don't change your body, your attack power is enough."

"As for the defenses you lack when you're not moving...... I'll make it for you. ”

“…… All right. Durand smiled slightly, "Let's go." ”

Without too many words, two people who have experienced many hardships together have just finalized the next tactics. The simple sentence "I'll help you make it up", and the bland sentence "Let's go", which is revealed behind it. But it is the unspoken and unconditional trust and tacit understanding between Durand and Nightwing.

War is complicated, and war is also cold, but in the complex cold, there are always simple and beautiful things that warm the heart in a silent place.

On the fortress, a purple sword light began to shine.

Durand is armed with a judgment sword, killing one step at a time, or even ten kills at a time. The blade slashed horizontally, vertically, and diagonally, and with each dance, it brought up a large number of black dwarves' stumps and severed arms. Holding the war knife in both hands, Durand only had the enemy left in his eyes, and his moves were all introductory, completely ignoring the defense of the chest and ribs.

He surrendered his defenses to Nightwing.

Nightwing always followed Durand without saying a word, calmly guarding Duland's vital points. Resist all kinds of attacks from all directions one meter away from Duland's body. When necessary, she didn't even hesitate to use her body to block the attack that was originally aimed at Duland.

Soon, the first heavy ballista was crushed to slag under the Durand knife.

Just half a minute later. The second and third heavy ballista "shenyin" collapsed and were chopped into wreckage by Duland's simple and brutal chopping.

Then the fourth, the fifth, the sixth......

The fortress spread out in a roughly fan shape, and Durand and Nightwing followed the fortress, killing all the way from one end to the other, destroying all the heavy bows and crossbows in their path, and killing all the dwarven soldiers in their path.

Two people, in the tide of thousands of black dwarves, all the way forward through the waves!

……

……

When!

In the violent crash, Maca picked up the body of a dwarven soldier with the head of the spear, slashed wildly, used the dwarve's body as a hammer, and whipped dozens of dwarves away, and then fought consistently, the dwarf with the head of the gun went straight out, and knocked over the dwarven soldiers in a straight line along the way.

Marca withdrew his three-pronged spear, but suddenly the head of the spear was gone, leaving only a bare barrel, which looked a little ridiculous.

He gasped violently, looking around a little dazedly, and before he knew it, it was almost dark, and it turned out that the battle had been fought for so long.

For a battle mage with the power of insight, it is not a problem to see things clearly in the dark night, and Maca saw that the original team of more than 2,000 people was now about 1,000 people left, and the outer wall of the fortress was less than 200 meters in front, but it seemed that he could not break through this last section no matter what.

Surrounded by dwarven soldiers, there is no end to the sight and no end to kill. This made Maca feel a little desperate.

However, at this moment, I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Work hard!" Isn't that damn salvo of crossbow arrows a lot less?! ”

"Huh?" Only then did Marca suddenly realize that the terrifying sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the air had really become much more sparse, and it was no longer as dense and terrifying as before.

Maka subconsciously looked at the top of the fortress wall.

In the darkness of the eyes, there were still many black dwarves moving on the wall, and among the dwarves that were still dense, there was a bright purple sword light, slashing horizontally and horizontally all the time. It was Durand who was holding the knife, and when Marca looked over, he happened to rush to a heavy ballista, and his knife fell, and the car was slashed with arrows!

"Lord Duland!" Maca's blood boiled when he saw it, and not only Maca, but many other battlemages also saw the scene on the top of the fortress wall. The battle blood that had just cooled down was "soaring" again, and the madness rekindled.

Above the fortress, Durand drew his knife and gasped.

He silently calculated in his mind, counting the ballista just now, this was already the forty-fifth ballista that he and Nightwing had smashed together.

"Good!" Durand grinned, "Nightwing, how are you feeling?" Can it continue? ”

However, when the words fell, Durand did not hear Nightwing's answer.

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