On the Seven Towers

Although the firepower of the Marines here is fierce, they are still a little overwhelmed by the endless and fearless temple guards. In order to distance themselves, they began to retreat little by little, and unknowingly they were forced into a corner.

Even Ansaldo, who was originally standing behind the guards to command, had to draw his sword and join the battle, and nearly half of his men had fallen. Five or six warriors on Babik's side were also killed by the temple guards who rushed to the nearby area.

However, the casualties of the temple guards were even more severe. Evelyn and Babik retreated all the way, and at least forty or fifty bodies of temple guards fell on the ground along the way.

"Hold on a little longer. The guards in the Forge Temple are limited. I remember that there should be only more than 150 people. As long as we hold on for a while, there will be no more enemies." Ansaldo's robe has four or five more cracks, and the long sword in his hand has seven or eight more gaps. Although this is a very good weapon, the long sword is really at a disadvantage in front of the long-handled battle axe.

"But what about the priests?" Evelyn was sweating profusely, her hair stuck to her face, and she looked a little embarrassed. She had already shot more than thirty arrows. It was not easy to kill these powerful enemies with one arrow. Each arrow consumed a lot of her fighting spirit. Later, she needed to charge up more and more time for each arrow.

"Priests..." This time, a bright light in the distance caught Ansaldo's attention, "It's the priests of the God of Forging who are releasing the fire storm!"

The priests of the God of Forging who had not appeared before finally began to appear. They were also surrounded by red mist, and their expressions were equally frantic. I don't know if it was because their mental power was stronger, so they resisted the red mist for a longer time. But they finally succumbed to the power of the red mist. Three priests appeared from three directions of the hall. They waved their hands and controlled the magic of fire. These priests of the God of Forging were either alchemists or fire elemental mages. Most of them were good at fire magic, and the fire storm was one of the large-scale killing magic.

Babik shouted, "Mage, shield!"

A mage shouted, "Everyone, come closer!"

But because of the battle, the people of the Chinese Tower were separated, and the shield had to be set up very large, so the shield's own protection was naturally weak.

The raging flames swept through the Chinese Tower team. The shield released by the mages together was already shaky after resisting three fire storms. At this time, the fourth priest flashed out from a door on the side.

"No, this shield can't hold up anymore." A mage shouted. At this time, a dwarf appeared behind the priest. He struggled to hit the priest who was about to cast a spell, and the last fire storm was knocked off by him. The storm fell into the temple guards, burning more than twenty temple guards black.

Ansaldo saw the dwarf through the smoke. It was Borat. The priest also had red mist on his body, but he didn't seem to be completely controlled. Although the look on his face was ferocious, his eyes were not crazy.

He yelled at Ansaldo: "Run! Something horrible has appeared. It can control the souls of dwarves. It's crazy, all crazy! I don't know how long I can hold on! You leave here, tell His Majesty the King, and notify the six major families that a monster has appeared in the Forge Temple!"

"We are waiting for Lord Xiao Chen!" Ansaldo said.

"It's too late. The red mist came out from the depths of the temple, they are definitely finished. They may even be the source of the red mist!"

"Impossible! Put away your rude speculation! You don't know the power of Chairman Xiao Chen and his men." Evelyn shot another arrow and knocked down a dwarf priest who released a firestorm.

The warriors under Babik also focused their fire and knocked down the other two priests who had released the firestorm. Fortunately, these priests seemed to have no idea of ​​defense and could only prepare the firestorm magic one after another.

"You have no chance. Several more priests are coming. Even I can't hold on any longer. You..." Before Borat could finish his words, he was thrown to the ground by the priest he had just knocked over. The two rolled on the corridor and wrestled.

Ansaldo fought with the temple guards who surrounded him again and asked, "What should we do? There are only a few priests coming now. If the main door of the temple is opened and the priests in the depths of the temple rush out, we will definitely not be able to resist them. Even Borat is almost dying, and those people will definitely not be able to resist the invasion of this red fog."

"I will die, but I will not retreat. Today I will be nailed to this place like an arrow nailed to a target." Evelyn said.

"Then someone has to spread the news." Ansaldo said anxiously.

"That person will not be you. You will only stay with me today." Evelyn's arrow passed by Ansaldo's nose, and the fighting spirit around the arrowhead scratched his face painfully.

The arrow hit a temple guard who was about to attack Ansaldo, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Evelyn said: "Let the mages prepare the shields with all their strength. We must kill all the priests who appear as soon as possible..."

The main door of the temple suddenly made a sound and slowly opened. Evelyn put an arrow on the bow again, pulled it open with tired hands, and then aimed at the crack of the main door of the temple.

The door opened, revealing several short figures inside. They stumbled out. These people also had red mist on their bodies, but the expressions on their faces did not seem to be crazy, but... fear?

Evelyn released the bowstring, and the arrow shot into the chest of the first dwarf priest like a meteor. The priest fell down, but the arrow went through his chest and flew into the doorway.

One hand pinched the arrow, and one foot kicked it away. The last temple priest who escaped in front was kicked out like a ball and fell on the square in front.

That was Morlett, and behind him were Xiao Chen, Luo Ling and other people who went deep into the temple and their spirit servants.

Evelin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the second arrow in her hand was not put on the bowstring.

Xiao Chen walked out of the door, holding up a silver ball of light in his hand. He raised the ball of light above his head, which became bigger and bigger, and then smashed it hard into the remaining dozens of temple guards. After the ball of light exploded, the dwarves seemed to be severely frightened and began to flee like the previous temple priests.

The red light mist that lingered around them also seemed to have been hit hard and began to twist and dissipate.

Xiao Chen was not going to let them go, and threw out another ball of light. Amid countless low and noisy screams, the red mist dissipated without a trace.