Metzel was already exhausted.

The long sword in his hand had never been so heavy, and every time he swung it, it seemed as if he had exhausted his most powerful strength, and now he couldn't even see the figures of the enemy and his companions clearly in front of him, he just waved the long sword mechanically and slashed at the black shadow in front of him, which was the only countermeasure he remembered. Dellor fends off enemy attacks with his sacred fire, and they are in turn responsible for destroying the monsters that break through the silver-white flame barrier. But how long can this last? Metzel didn't know what to say, he couldn't even grasp the passage of time now, and now it was a second, a minute? Or an hour? The question no longer makes any sense to Metzel. Originally, they only thought that this was just an attack by the undead, and as long as they could block it, there would be no problem. But this is not the case, a steady stream of necromantic creatures are coming at them, which has exhausted the mercenaries, and at this moment their physical and mental bodies have reached their limits under this huge pressure.

"Wow!!"

The screams sounded in his ears, which made Metzel, who was already a little hazy, shudder, he barely recovered his senses, but what he saw was another of his companions screaming and being pulled out of the silver-white flame barrier, and the black, charred arm was torn out of the scene. He twisted his body desperately and stretched out his arm to Metzel in despair, but before Metzel could respond, the other party had completely disappeared at the other end of the flame barrier.

"Wow, ah, !!"

A piercing scream erupted, followed by the low roars of the undead.

"I can't hold out any longer, Metzel."

The soft voice of the war angel sounded, and he clenched his sword hard. But at this moment, his face was already pale and even a little iron-blue. Seeing his appearance, another girl dressed as an archer hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out her hands and whispered something, and then a soft light shrouded the body of the war angel. This softened the Battle Angel's originally bad complexion, but it was only a drop in the bucket.

"Metzel, do you have anything else to do? Think of a way, if it goes on like this, everyone will die!! Know the way. In addition to those undead creatures, there are also those terrible metal monsters!! ”

"I ....................."

Hearing his companion's anxious words, Metzel frowned, his brain was still drowsy, in the face of such a scene, the young swordsman had completely lost his bearings, and he didn't know what to do. I don't know what to do. But he can't give up, as the captain of a team, that's the only thing Metzel knows very well, no matter what. He couldn't give up his responsibilities as captain, otherwise they would definitely die immediately.

"What do we have left now?"

"There's nothing left, Metzel."

The girl spread out her hands, looking anxious and helpless.

"We're only left with weapons, and I've run out of flame and explosive arrows. What else can we do next? ”

What to do? I expect the answer more than you do, at least if we know what we're going to do. Then the question remains of how to do it. But now, Metzel felt that he didn't even know what to do, but even so, he didn't intend to give up, and no matter what, he had to stick to it.

"Keep it up!! Everyone narrows down the defenses. Lord Delnor, please retreat somewhat. Don't be wary of such a large area!! ”

To live, no matter what, first of all, to live, to live a moment longer, this is not out of honor, self-esteem, but just a human survival instinct. Even in the face of incomparable despair, we must persevere to the end, and those who give up their lives first will only face death. But if you keep going, there may be a turnaround.

Hearing Metzel's order, the group retreated again and narrowed their defenses, which immediately squeezed them into the backmost corners, where there was nothing left to protect them except the tall and heavy walls. But at this moment, even this wall has become their enemy, and they can't escape from this place at all, they can only fight with their backs to their worst protection and despair.

"Drink, ah, ah!!"

The young swordsman roared again and slashed at the skull of a skeleton soldier who had broken through the flame barrier and tore in, but this time he was not able to split the opponent's head in two, instead, his sword was stuck deep in the gap between the skull, and he was not able to swing it completely.

Worst!!

Feeling the strong pull in his hand, Metzel hurriedly let go of his hands, and at this time, the long sword in his hand was immediately pulled out by the undead with a "whew", if Metzel didn't let go in time, I'm afraid that now he has become the same as his companion just now, completely becoming the mouth of the undead.

But now, this confrontation is the last trace of strength that consumes the young swordsman. He sat on the ground, his hands hanging by his side, his arms completely out of instinct, unable to lift them.

"Metzel!!"

Seeing Metzel fall to the ground, the girl on the other side immediately screamed in horror, and at this time, the war angel seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, his body shook, and the flame barrier in front of him became thinner again. Seeing this scene, in the eyes of the people who were persevering, there was finally a panic and despair that could no longer be suppressed——— could it be that they had worked hard for so long, and in the end, there was no way to escape the shadow of death?

And at this moment, suddenly, a light flashed.

A blurred magical glow shone across the ground for a moment, followed by a low bell.

Bell?

Maybe they are dying, or maybe they have given up, and at this moment, everyone is no longer even worried about the monsters that are almost about to pounce in front of them, but turns their heads and looks at the bell tower that stands not far away——— it is from where the dull bell rings, the bell tower, it turns out that it can still make sounds......... Now people don't even think about their own lives and deaths, but start to think about such strange questions.

But at this time, they suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

The glow of magic shone through, and then the undead who had been attacking forward paused for a moment, as if sensing some danger, but it was only for a moment, and soon, they turned around again, looking at their prey again——— the fresh life, the dazzling soul fire, the very existence they longed for destruction.

The tide of death pushed forward again, and the battle angel at this moment finally weakened and fell to his knees, and at this time, the silver-white flame barrier finally disappeared completely.

Is this the end of it?

Seeing that the figure of their most trusted companion finally fell, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, waiting for the imminent death.

And at this time, suddenly, a crisp shouting voice came.

"It's too early to go to bed, isn't it?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, the mercenaries opened their eyes in surprise, and at this moment, they happened to see Anne's figure falling from the sky.

The girl fell high from the air, the pure gold heavy shield in her hand hit the ground mercilessly, and suddenly a violent shock wave radiated forward, pushing those undead creatures on their backs for a while, and then the girl lifted the shield, and the turquoise wind element immediately wrapped around the shield, and then, Anne shouted angrily and pushed forward.

"Boom!!"

A whistling whirlwind erupted from the shield, sweeping the undead creatures and flying backwards, and the undead creatures that were originally densely gathered together were now blown away like fallen leaves swept away by the wind, and in the blink of an eye, the space that was originally full of undead creatures was immediately swept away, forming a huge blank.

"Whew............ But that's it. ”

Anne withdrew her shield, looked at the damage she had inflicted in front of her, and couldn't help but smile and speak. Then, she turned back to the mercenaries who were sitting on the ground, their brains probably not even able to comprehend what was going on, and winked at them.

"I see that you are working hard, but don't worry, the head of the regiment said that he would save you, now you can rest assured."

"Commander?"

Hearing the girl's words, the group couldn't help but raise their heads and look in the direction where Anne's eyes were looking——— and then they saw a young man in a black gown, walking slowly in their direction from the other side of the square.

“…………………”

It was clear that the young man was only single, but at this moment, the undead creatures turned around in unison, and they didn't even look at Anne and the mercenaries anymore, but looked intently at the man in black in front of them, and let out a low, chilling roar in their throats.

"It's really nostalgic.,I didn't expect to have to fight again.,That's fine.,Let me taste the difference between the copy of the orthodox stream and our wild brush.。

Saying this, Rod stretched out his hands.

Gorgeous, huge summoning circles instantly appeared at his feet, countless magic lines extended all the way down from Rod's left and right hands, and soon gathered into a huge summoning circle under his feet, and soon, several cards appeared from them, forming a circle, enveloping Rhodes in it. At this time, the undead seemed to sense the danger coming, and they all turned their heads, and then roared and rushed towards Rhodes.

And at this time, Rod's outstretched hands slapped hard.

"Smack!"

With this action of Rod, all the cards that were spinning and floating around him were shattered, and then one by one, figures appeared from them. The red flames, the dark smoke, the shining thunder and the flawless white brilliance enveloped Rhodes for a while. But this was not the end, just as the card broke, a golden aura erupted from Rod's body and spread out in all directions, and in just an instant, the entire square was encircled.

Forbidden aura, activated.