Vol 2 Chapter 53: Flame of Counterattack (1)

As the sun gradually rose, the originally panicked ogre gradually recovered from the raid, and more and more ogre roared into the battle, although there were already many scars under the battle of the dancers. But these monsters with thick skin and flesh will not affect them as long as they are not fatal.
The more pain, the more death, the more wildness that can trigger these monsters!
No matter how the war dancers in the wind and forest forget to fight hard, that thin figure can't stop these huge giants in half steps. The originally ordered array was torn apart in a split second, and the battlefield continued to shrink.
More and more elf warriors can only hold up their spears and face up from the front; the war dancers who originally walked among the trees have to step on the ground, dodge every deadly attack, and use a sharp gunpoint Tear off the huge body of the ogre.
Even so, there is still no wind forest elf who chose to turn around and run away, roaring with red eyes, and fight against these enemies that are far stronger than them.
They can't retreat-the people who can still stand here are already the last fighters of the entire wind forest. After losing this counterattack, the wind-swimming forest elves under the big tree wall will settle away from this world!
"In order to chase the wind forest-!!!!!!"
Korno, who had crimson eyes, roared, waving his spear with one arm, tumbling past the ogre, a shot pierced its knees, and pulled out the shot from the back.
White light flashed by, and the ogren pierced the back of the neck wailed to the ground. Kono, who was barely pulling out his spear, was equally exhausted and had run out of the last shot.
Continue to fight like this, there will be no war dancers remaining in the wind forest-these fighters are not only settlement warriors, but also settlement children and hope for the future!
Just now, he saw a childish child with his own eyes, rushed towards the ogre with his spear, and was trampled into meat sauce by another monster before he ran to the front!
And another war dancer who was originally about to save him — the young man named Andre who had hit Luca, was caught in the air by the ogre and torn into two pieces, chewed and swallowed.
But even if it is fierce, as long as the fire has not risen in the big tree wall, the soldiers in the wind forest must persevere, otherwise the sacrifice will be meaningless, and they will always lose the opportunity to recapture the big tree wall!
Lucca, what time will he have to drag it? !
The dancers in the wind forest are about to die. Why is the fallen tree still not lit? What happened? !
The anxious Kono's eyes did not leave the other side of the big tree wall for a moment. The flames that should have risen into the sky long ago did not appear. Even a little shadow could not be seen.
The windward forest elves who are gradually falling out are still fighting desperately. One after another, holding the scarred body, his eyes turned into cold bones in the ogre's roar, leaving the broken spear with an extra wound on the monster.
They will all die here. When they climbed up the big tree wall, they knew exactly that it was impossible for them to return to the settlement.
As the battle on the top of the mountain gradually began to fall into disadvantage, another group of elf warriors rushed out from behind the ogres, wielding spears and throwing guns and joined the battlefield.
The sudden appearance of the dancers of Lucca and Morning Star Forest held back the fight. Once again, the ogres, who were struck by both sides, panicked again, completely unaware of which side of the enemy they should fight with, and fell into their own fighting situation.
The most elite warriors of Morning Star Forest formed a shuttle-shaped queue, and like a spear, they were inserted into the chaotic ogres from the rear, tearing them into two halves from the center!
Rushed to the forefront, a figure of a female elf. Her short, fiery red hair became a banner, allowing the dancers behind him to do their best not to be thrown off by her speed.
The fallen ogres were harvested one by one by her, silently and madly fighting, like anger in the pouring heart, even breaking the spear in the hand too hard, picking another one from the ground Continue to join the battle.
The pressure-reduced elf warriors immediately started to counterattack, apparently having suffered heavy casualties, but still attacking like a wave, going forward and falling down on the cold ground.
But even in the chaos, ogres are still very powerful monsters. In the face of the number of crushes, no matter how brave and brave, the elves are still at a disadvantage.
And the sudden emergence of the dancers of the Morning Star forest warfare only reversed the situation temporarily.
"We are the flying leaves of this world, we are the rain and dew of the morning sun;
Is a shining star, a green shoot of ancient wood branches ... "
Korno, who was in a trance, suddenly flashed a few songs in his mind, squeezing his spear again and rushed to the place where the ogres were most.
............ "Look at your own face, idiot."
The extremely cold touch, Loren opened his eyes in darkness, his hands were restrained, his knees were kneeling on the ground, and half of his body was soaked in biting cold water.
The dark walls, the fence that can be seen vaguely, the iron chains that tie the arms ... Is this in the dungeon?
"Dalton ... tutor?"
The wizard in a black robe was covered with both hands, staring at Loren kneeling on the ground with disgust, his eyes full of sarcasm: "When you were smug, did you expect this to end?"
"I have seen you from a long time ago, Loren Turin-you think you are good at lying, you feel good at deception, you fool the world like a fool, pretending to be like a story protagonist."
"Let me tell you that you are a doll. Dolls that pass time when hundreds or thousands of people are bored and feel free to admire."
"Speaking the written lines, doing the gestures, and ... debuting on the stage." A strange smile appeared on Dalton Kander's face, shaking his head:
"No ... you're not even as good as a doll. You're just a poor worm who doesn't know where you are or who you are-while still least trusting others, trusting someone who should not believe."
"Look at you, what do you think you are? You're just the plaything that the evil is bored with. When you take it for granted, you might have a deal with him?" Dalton laughed out loud: "You are better than me The mentally retarded who has seen the lowest performance is even more stupid because you think you are ... very smart. "
Closed his eyes slowly, resisting the inexplicable anger in his heart, Loren said nothing.
This is not a real Dalton, it is just a product of the subconscious mind, just ...
"It's just what you imagine." The smirking Dalton said what was in his heart: "You can never leave here because you are a coward."
"Leave room to not push yourself to a dead end-this is your complacent trick ~ EbookFREE.me ~ cover up your cowardly timid cloth!"
"Don't talk nonsense." Loren said coldly, biting his teeth tightly: "Tell me, how to leave here ?!"
"Dalton" walked out of the cell with his hands and locked the door. He threw the key in and hung it on the hilt--and the steel sword came to Loren's chest.
The answer is already obvious. You have to get the key to get out, but before that you will be pierced by a steel sword.
Loren hesitated for a moment. The touch of the steel sword is very real, if you touch it directly, you will be sure ...
"The elves who believe you are about to die, and you don't even want to bleed for them. Look at your own face and face, and tell me more, coward."
"To shut up!"
'S thin body suddenly moved forward, and the tip of the sword pierced into the chest seemed to cut the lung lobes, and blood was sprayed directly from the mouth.
Gritted his teeth, Jian Feng slid over the bones leaving a harsh sound, the pain of the heart-breaking lungs constantly stimulated the brain, as if every muscle was twitching.
"Since you want to see it that way, then I will let you see enough!" Loren stretched his knees slowly forward, and Jian Feng slowly pierced his body, revealing from behind: "Give me my eyes and see clearly Now! "
Lorren, with his hands tied up, bite the hilt directly, clamped the blade with his ribs, and slammed on half a knee!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!"
The crisp sound of breaking, the wooden frame holding the steel sword was broken!
Kneeling trembling, Loren stood up from the cold water biting the key, the steel sword on his chest had torn his upper body to be bloody, and the beast-like eyes stared at the "Dalton" outside the prison:
"How did I perform, raised!"