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"Hurry up! Put on your strength, the enemies inside will soon be unable to hold on." Grand Commander Witherland shouted with all his strength.

At this moment, he was carrying a piece of thick wood that had just been cut down and slammed into the gate of the temple. The multi-armed giant who had just joined was not to be outdone, and directly broke off a section of the stone pillar and slammed into the door together.

But under the attack of such a powerful force, the gate of the temple did not respond at all except for a slight looseness. Because every time it hits the door, an invisible force field will remove 80% of the strength, and the remaining 20% ​​is completely insufficient to cause any damage to it.

Obviously, some kind of protective magic has been blessed on the top. If you want to attack from the front, you must solve this problem first, otherwise you may not be able to get rid of it even if you are exhausted.

Of course, it is not necessary to enter from the main entrance, as long as you are willing to smash the roof or walls of the temple, you can also achieve the goal. But the elves will certainly not allow anyone to forcibly demolish their own temple, so they can only use the most stupid method to attack frontally, and the efficiency is surprisingly slow.

Unlike the warriors who were sweating profusely and hitting the gate in turn, the spellcasters were gathering in the rear to discuss how to break the enemy's protective magic. They have tried two or three times, and one of them succeeded, but it only disappeared for a second, and then the new magic force field re-formed, and there was no time for the soldiers to hit it.

There is no doubt that there is definitely a very powerful mage inside, and the casting level must exceed the seventeenth level, otherwise it might last for so long.

After all, maintaining such a huge wall of force magic requires at least a level 8 or level 9 spell slot to guide it. In addition, it has been replenished just now, which means that the opponent has already consumed double. For any great mage within level 20. This is no small burden.

"Damn it! We should just punch a hole in the wall! Instead of banging on the door stupidly!" Debra cursed in a low voice, walking back and forth non-stop. The continuous failure of spell confrontation made her extremely irritable, and the fierce light in her eyes made more than 90% of young mages feel terrified.

Borken shook his head slightly, then turned to Elhan and said, "General, I think it's time for you to make a choice. Either cut through a wall of the temple, or let those elf citizens who are being slaughtered be killed again." Be patient for an hour."

"Are you sure it will take an hour to break the spell on the gate? Can't you think of a way to make it faster?" Alhan asked breathlessly, trying to find a way to get the best of both worlds.

He never imagined that he would have to make such a difficult choice at this moment. One side is the founder of this city—the elf god of the forest, Rillifane, and the other side is tens of thousands of compatriots. The burden weighed heavily on the elf general. He didn't know what standard to judge by.

"Sorry, general, I can tell you clearly that the mage inside is not much worse than us, and even proficient in some magical skills unique to elves. You can ask your own army mages, and they will tell you how to crack this kind of protection. How long does the system take."

Although Borken, who is an arcanist, doesn't believe in any gods at all, he can understand the other party's difficulties, so he is always polite when speaking, and he didn't almost point to Erhan's nose like Debra Call me a fool.

pain! Tangled! Overwhelmed!

Erhan's mood at the moment is as if a knife is being twisted, and one side is the city's belief and the destination of the soul. On the other side are compatriots who are being chased and killed by countless monsters. It was the first time he realized that the choice was so difficult, but he still took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Then cut through..."

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly a dark red energy arrow flew over from a distance. It instantly hit the magical energy on the gate of the temple, followed by a drop of paint into water, quickly dyeing the entire power wall red, and finally exploded with a bang.

The strong air wave blew the warriors holding logs against the door tottering, and even the multi-armed giant took several steps back to stabilize his figure.

"Hi! My friends, I hope it's not too late for me." As he said that, Henry led the team members and emerged from the back of the path on the other side. It was his flame full of destructive power that easily solved the protective magic on the gate.

"Bah! Bah! Bah! Head, next time you do something, you'd better say hello in advance, I promise you will stay away as soon as possible." The half-orc warrior Vaughn spat out the dust in his mouth. While complaining loudly.

"Haha, I'm really sorry. I saw that you all seemed to be struggling, so I couldn't help but help a little." Henry said sorry, but there was no apologetic expression on his face. He has carefully calculated the level of protective magic on the gate, so the energy arrows released are quite measured and will never hurt anyone.

Alhan rushed up excitedly and gave Henry a hug, then squeezed his hand and said with tears streaming down his face: "Thank you! You saved me, friend. I will never forget this kindness."

"You're welcome, I'm glad to help you. But can anyone explain to me what's going on with that multi-armed giant over there?" Henry asked, pointing to the big guy who was waiting for orders.

Borken hurriedly took two steps forward and whispered to his ear: "The giant's name is Hares. After being defeated by Ares, he agreed to work for us in order to live. It is very useful in the siege, so I made the decision and agreed. come down."

There was a look of surprise on Henry's face: "You mean Ares defeated the multi-armed giant? I heard it right!"

"Of course. Don't you have that much confidence in your animal companion?" Debra came over and asked at some point.

"Well, it seems that Ares has indeed grown a lot recently. He can even defeat this giant creature hovering on the edge of the legendary challenge level. By the way, why didn't I see it." After finishing speaking Henry looked around, but he didn't see the shadow of the big brown bear.

Erhan smiled and pointed to the last corner of the team: "Over there, it used an unknown natural ability in battle, which nearly doubled its size, and then became much smaller And he looks listless. The pastor checked and said that there is no problem with his body, it should be the sequelae of that natural ability, and he should be fine after a period of rest."

Hearing that Ares had finally mastered the innate ability, Henry's eyes lit up and he muttered to himself: "Has the size increased? It seems that the strength and physique have been strengthened..."

"I have tested that its strength has at least doubled after its size has increased, and its vitality has become much stronger. However, the shortcomings are not small. First, the duration is too short, and then it is the sequelae you have seen. This It's the blood sample collected after the transformation, you can study what's going on when you have time." Borken took out a small bottle of dark red blood from his arms.

"Huh? It's so thick. And there's a sweet smell, it's like the blood sugar is seriously over the limit." Henry sniffed it lightly, and immediately frowned.

He now somewhat understands why this gigantic ability has such a big side effect, so that the entire body has shrunk so much.

Obviously, when Ares grows bigger, the cells of his body consume a lot of blood sugar, as evidenced by this bottle of viscous blood. When the blood sugar is consumed to a certain extent and can no longer supply energy to the cells, the transformation will be canceled. At the same time, in order to better protect the body from damage, the shape will be much smaller, so as to maintain a relatively low level of energy consumption.

This is not the power of pure magic. It is a combination of the evolution of a life form and natural magic. It has to be said that from the perspective of purely physical attack, this big brown bear has undoubtedly stood in the first echelon of the main plane, and only a very small number of wild beasts from ancient times can match it.

Debra saw Henry's thoughtful eyes. He lowered his voice and asked, "Have you found out the reason?"

"Not yet, but I already have a clue. Now is not the time to conduct research, and there are still guests waiting for us in the temple." Henry said, reinserting the glass tube containing blood, and then touched it The head of the little elf loli walked straight inside.

It was only at this time that Erhan noticed Elena, who was still a child, and hurriedly asked others: "Who is this girl? Where is her family? Why is she with you?"

Kaidong sighed slightly and explained: "A poor little girl. She was greatly stimulated when she saw her mother was killed. Henry seemed to want to adopt her. So he kept it with her all the time. .There is so much suffering in this city that we must hurry up and hold the summoning ceremony, or there will be more orphans like this."

"My fault! I failed to protect this city! I also failed to stop Jonares from revenge!" Alhan covered his face in pain. He felt that he couldn't face Eleania's innocent eyes at all, and even thought that this girl should hate his incompetence.

"Don't do that, it's not your fault. Come on, let's eliminate the evil in the temple together, and then go to Joan Irenicas to settle the score together." Kaidong patted the other party's shoulder comfortingly, Carrying the Holy Avenger closely behind Henry.

The paladin who believed in Tom, the god of loyalty and courage, was out of wrath at this moment. I just want to seek justice for those civilians who died for no reason, just like what the previous holders of this sacred weapon have done, so that all the evil people will get their due retribution.

There is no doubt that this is a just revenge, at least in Kaidong's mind. He secretly swore that he would use this sword to dig out the heart of Joan Irenicus. Check to see if it's black.

Of course, he wasn't the only one with such plans. Apodell had the same idea. The desire to kill in the Son of Baal's body was boiling, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura. Even the bloodthirsty dwarf Korgan felt the trembling from the bottom of his heart.

It's so pure!

In the eyes of evil personnel, it is completely like a work of art, making people intoxicated, longed for, and admired inadvertently.

No wonder the son of Baal would immediately gain a large number of followers as long as he showed his abilities. Because these guys can get spiritual satisfaction from it, just like some people like food, some people like art, and some people like beautiful opposite sex...

And they... like to kill...

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