Elemental War Field

The center of the war corridor.

Elemental Catastrophe stood on the wall, wearing a white robe and a black cloak, standing against the wind.

The howling cold wind shook the robe violently, and seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time.

Except for a white armor standing behind her, no one was close to where she was. Whether it was the defenders of the human race or the warriors of the insects and demons, they all avoided Annabel's location.

In the boundless chaos, only a few hundred meters of Annabel's body was a piece of pure land.

When Pandora slashed the titled Demon Race with a sword, the archangel Gracea, who was covered in white armor, gave Pandora a surprised look.

At that moment, she clearly felt the power of the mechanical king's court!

At the side of a human tester, the power of the mechanical royal court and the void zerg appeared at the same time!

"Do you need to pay attention to Rose's side?" Archangel Grace said to Annabel.

"No." Annabel replied calmly, "People who are favored by the eternal will are enough to deal with this level of battle."

"You only need to pay attention to Mael. He is in a position that bears the fiercest attack from the Zerg. If he is really the hidden son of Slar's resurrection, this war will definitely leak."

The archangel Grace did not ask any more. Since Annabel said that, it meant she had her own plan, so Grace turned her eyes and focused all of her attention on Mael.

Since the battle, Mael has been fighting fiercely, without leaking a trace of flaws, but the more so, the more puzzled in Grace's heart. Although Mael has gained the powerful power of the Altar of Doom, after all, the time is too short. It's too easy to deal with the battle.

At this moment, a zerg wrapped in a black carapace suddenly appeared on the wall, and Mael's shadow was reflected in the narrow and cold vertical pupil.

This is a Zerg assassin disguised as a servant. It has title-level strength, but it has perfectly concealed its aura in the chaos. If it hadn't been paying attention to Marel, the archangel Gresa would not have found it. This dangerous Zerg assassin is ready to attack at any time.

"He really has a problem!"

A gleam of light flashed in the archangel Gresa's eyes. Although Mael had tried his best to cover it up, his heartbeat and magical power fluctuated significantly at the moment when the Zerg assassin appeared, and he had clearly discovered the opponent.

"Next, how will you deal with this Zerg assassin who is enough to kill you?"

The claws of the Zerg Assassin were as straight as a knife, and they suddenly drew a path of death, pointing straight to Mael's heart.

Suddenly encountering a surprise attack, Mael's expression appeared appropriately with a trace of horror.

The Zerg Assassin was extremely fast, and quickly narrowed the distance between the two sides like a glimpse of light, and the blade of death almost touched Mael's skin.

The archangel Gresa moved her fingers slightly. With her strength and where she was, as long as she moved her fingers, she could get down the dead Marel, but in the end she still did not move.

Because Annabel didn't move, how terrifying Annabel's strength was. She knew very well that if Annabel wanted, she could also save Mael, but she didn't do it.

Archangel Grace's attention is firmly locked on Mael. Under this mortal situation, if Mael wants to save himself, he will definitely miss his feet unless he is willing to face death.

The cold blade pierced the robe on Mael's chest, and scarlet blood spurted out instantly.

Under the surprised gaze of the archangel Gracea, Marel gave up avoiding, not advancing and retreating, suddenly stepped forward and let the Zerg assassin's blade pierced the beating heart, and then opened his arms to save the obvious Some stunned Zerg assassins.

A blazing fire rushed out of Mael's body, and the violent energy leader poured out in an instant. Although Mael entered the title level not long ago, he also has a complete title power. At the last moment of his life, The magic released by a title-level mage with his life, even a Zerg assassin of the same title-level, could not resist the violent flames in Mael's body.

Roar!

The Zerg assassin uttered a terrified roar, but in the end he could not break free from Mael's shackles. One person and one insect, embraced by the flames of despair, ushered in the final death.

"It's dead!"

The archangel Gresa looked at the figure slowly falling in the flames, her eyes filled with doubts.

The moment Mael discovered the Zerg assassin, the reaction of his body couldn’t deceive anyone. She was sure of Annabel’s guess that Mael must have a problem. Such a suspicious one might even be occupied by the priest of Slar. Grade mage, would die here so absurdly!

With Mahel's strength, he can avoid the attack of this Zerg assassin within his normal strength range, and he does not need to die.

Why doesn't he hide?

Is he already aware of Annabel's suspicion?

Strange thoughts emerged one after another, and finally the Archangel Grace came to a strange conclusion.

Mael was deliberately sent to death!

"But why does he do this?"

The archangel Grace looked at Annabel suspiciously~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The strongest mage who only saw this human race still only looked at the distant enemy, as if he did not take Mael's death to heart.

But the distance between the two parties was too close, so close that the archangel Gracea clearly felt Annabel's trembling for a moment, and the fist hidden under the robe had not been released.

Elemental Catastrophe Annabel obviously didn't expect Mael to die, and the death was so clean and neat that he didn't even leave his body.

Although the suspicious Mael died, the war continued. With the offensive of the title-level powerhouses of the insects and demons, the pressure on the side of the Iron-Blood Banner Fortress suddenly increased countless times, except for the title-level mage of Mael. In addition, the army that defended the city has also successively suffered casualties. What is more serious is that there are already enemy title-level powerhouses who have gained a firm foothold on the city wall.

Two title-level fighters of the demons, wrapped in pitch-black armor and holding huge shields, stood back to back on the war corridor.

Although two title-level defenders were besieging them, they could only suppress each other and did not complete the killing quickly.

The defensive power of a title-level shield-armor warrior, unless the high lord takes action, it will be difficult to win quickly even if several people are besieging.

The two Demon Warriors who climbed to the top were extremely powerful and did not continue to attack. Instead, they stubbornly dragged down the two title-level Human Race powerhouses and occupied a war corridor.

Under their feet, thirteen silver soldiers had fallen, and the broken bodies stained the ground red.

Two powerful Demon Warriors used their lives to tear a hole on the long defensive front. The Demon soldiers below flowed up continuously through the war corridor they occupied.

And this is just a microcosm of the killings in the War Corridor.