LOL: The dark goddess covets me!

Chapter 57

Nearly a thousand knights from the Iron Group faced more than 100 golems and puppets, fighting together.

The Iron Regiment is Kamavia's most elite knight order, with superior equipment specially crafted by top craftsmen.

Generally speaking, 10 Knights of the Iron Order work together to hunt down a Kamavia dragon with ease.

And when the number of the two sides is almost 1 to 8, the puppets who are far less powerful than the dragon should not be able to stop the iron cavalry of the Iron Group.

But although the Avenue of Scholars is wide, it is not as spacious and boundless as the outskirts of the wilderness, which is suitable for cavalry operations.

The upper area of ​​Hylia can only be passed through this way. Hundreds of golems can almost block the avenue.

"Iron Group, charge!"

The "city wall" cast by the golem was difficult to break through for a while. In the first round of charge, the Iron Group, who didn't know the specific strength of the golem, suffered heavy losses.

Dozens of soldiers in front were thrown down by the stone fist of the golem. Originally only a few died, most of them were only injured, but they were trampled by the horses of the soldiers behind, and their souls returned to the Temple of the Ancestors instantly.

However, Fyego and Hecarim did not feel the slightest bit of distress over the unnecessary casualties of the soldiers.

One of them only worried about their own queen, and the other was ruthless and selfish, only thinking about climbing to a high position by himself, and it was impossible to show compassion for his subordinates.

The already dead undead bone dragon rushed into the cavalry, the flesh and blood of its wings and tail degraded, leaving only sharp bone spurs to sweep through the crowd.

With only a round of roundabout sweeping, the horse's limbs were broken, the knight was amputated at the waist, and fell to the ground crying, and was trampled to death by his compatriots soon.

The darkborn's power devours flesh and blood, and as a source of magic power, it continuously recharges the undead dragon, even covering its body with a layer of blood-colored armor.

In just a few minutes, more than 200 knights of the Iron Order were killed by the bone dragon.

Compared with the larger number of golem puppets, the record is several times higher.

The imperial chariot could not move forward. Seeing that the situation was not good, Viego turned his head to look at the court mage who did not make any effort, "Nunio."

Nekrit immediately cupped his hands forward, "The old minister is here."

"What's the situation with that giant dragon?" Verego asked, "Could it be necromancy?"

"This..." Nekrit squinted his eyes and observed for a moment, then shook his head in shame, "I don't have enough knowledge, I can't see it."

"What a waste, what use are you for?" Fiego swung his sword and cursed.

Nekrit's already stooped waist became even more ruthless, "But..."

He hesitated a little, but didn't continue.

"But what?" Fyego asked sideways.

"As far as I can see, the black gas entangled in this giant dragon is somewhat similar to the curse of death... Perhaps, it can be purified with a Michael crucible."

"Why don't you hurry up and do it?" Fyego snapped, "If the Queen's treatment is delayed, I'll ask you!"

"The old minister obeys the order..."

Nekrit sighed silently, and took out the bell that had been put away properly after landing from his pocket.

But just as he was trying to guide the magic power to activate the bell, a blue arcane pulse shot from the roof of a house not far away, directly piercing through the wooden wall of the imperial chariot adjacent to it, interrupting Nekrit's spellcasting .

The common soldiers couldn't stand stably due to the sudden attack, and the heavy imperial chariot, which lacked some support, shifted its center of gravity, and soon fell irresistibly to one side.

Nekrit, who was old and frail, fell to the ground, but Viego didn't care whether the old man was injured.

"Isolde!"

Mu Qing in his hand disappeared, and Fyego climbed behind the curtain with hands and feet.

Moments later, he walked out of the overturned imperial chariot holding Ysolde's body, his face flushed like a flame of rage.

"You four, support the queen for me. If she falls to the ground, your heads will be lost!"

Immediately afterwards, the King's Sword in Fyego's hand reappeared.

The knights of the Iron Regiment made way for the king, devouring a lot of flesh and blood, almost resembling his body shape when he was alive, but there was nothing around the even more terrifying Undead Bone Dragon.

It opened its mouth and let out a silent roar, ferocious and bloodthirsty, its empty eyes without eyeballs turned to the provocative Fyego who was holding Mu Qing in his hand.

Immediately, the bone dragon kicked the ground with its hind legs, climbed its wings, and sprinted towards Fiego at a rapid speed.

In the distance, Hecarim, who deliberately avoided the undead dragon, pierced the core of a golem with a halberd, left the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, a trace of excitement rose in his heart.

If Fyego dies here, as long as Kalista is not in the royal city, Kamavia will be in his pocket...

Unfortunately, when the dragon was still more than ten meters away from Foyego, he just smiled contemptuously, held the first hilt of the sword with one hand, and lifted Mu Qing over his head.

Immediately afterwards, Fiego lowered his right arm fiercely, making a slashing movement.

At this time, there were several meters left, and the bone dragon that could pierce Foyego's chest with a bone spur within two or three seconds suddenly stopped.

Using inertia, the huge body slid forward on the marble bricks covered with blood and bits of meat, and finally stopped at a place two steps away from Fiego.

The sound of cracking bones resounded endlessly, the bone dragon's body was completely split from the center, and the broken bone dregs scattered all over the ground.

The shining silver light of the King's Sword is dazzling. At first glance, the appearance of the blade is similar to arcane runes, but the appearance is more complicated, far from the imprints that humans can draw, and faintly reveals the gloomy light of the vast starry sky.

Under the influence of Mu Qing's magic, the blood and death magic power that originally wanted to gather the bone dregs completely dissipated into countless particles.

"My king is mighty!" Hecarim immediately applauded loudly.

"My king is mighty!" The soldiers of the Iron Legion who saw this scene also shouted in unison.

This was the first time Fyego participated in a battle, but with just one blow, he killed the undead dragon that had consumed nearly a quarter of the Iron Group's vitality.

For a while, the morale of the remaining less than [-] cavalry soared.

Fyego stared down at the broken bones of the giant dragon under his feet, his pride and contempt emerged.

Immediately afterwards, he turned coldly to the building that had just fired the arcane pulse, but now there was no one in the direction, and then turned his eyes to stare at the puppets and cavalry fighting on the Avenue of Scholars.

Without further words from Fyego, Hecarim immediately yelled at the heavy casualties of the Iron Legion: "Get out of the way! Our king will open the way!"

The knight retreated, and the golem pursued the victory.

The cold wind blows at night, and Fiego's shoulder-length brown hair dances in the wind.

I saw Mu Qing's sword rising and falling with a strong light, and even the golem puppets, which were difficult for elite knights to deal with, seemed to have their magic power extracted. The core of the holy stone in the center of the body was depressed, and the huge body hit the ground directly. Rotten into rubble.

The number of golem puppets plummeted, and soon there were only more than 40 left on the battlefield, while the other [-] had to guard the front of the shimmering light tower and could not participate in the struggle on the Avenue of Scholars.

Josh and the others, who temporarily hid in the buildings on both sides of the Avenue of Scholars and originally planned to let the inanimate puppets consume the vitality of the Iron Group first, saw that Fiego could solve the stone statue so easily, so they had to change their plans.

"Are you sure, you will choose righteousness to kill relatives, right?"

Josh, who had already put on another dark green magic cloak selected from Thresh's treasury—the ghost cloak, asked Kalista.

Determination flashed in her eyes without any hesitation, Kalista nodded heavily: "That's right!"

Her tone was very firm: "Foyego has pushed Kamavia to a dead end, I must follow Grandpa's will, and I can't let him go on like this!"

"Well, I don't think the Iron Regiment is equipped with crossbow arrows. Vyego's King's Sword has an attack distance of more than ten meters. You will find a safe distance to stop him later..."

Josh thought for a moment, and explained the plan very quickly:

"If Viego still has a conscience, you can use the family relationship between your uncles and nephews as an issue and get involved with it.

"If not, say you realize your mistake, and you will lead him to the Water of Life and save Isolde's life.

"Remember, you only need to delay the time, don't risk your own life!"

Josh put on the cloak of the ghost cloak, and the whole person instantly became transparent, blending into the dim environment, without seeing the figure, leaving only the echo of the voice:
"I'll try to see if I can avoid the King's Sword and kill him with a sneak attack."

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