There were more than a dozen wind teeth hanging on the scorpion lion, which were also poured into the acid liquid. This was a strong acid that was enough to corrode the steel. The fur and flesh of the wind teeth were quickly ablated. They fell from the scorpion lion, rolled on the ground for a few times, and then they never moved again. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a pile of black residues.

The scorpion lion was even more crazy. It quickly slaughtered several wind teeth that were entangled with it, and then wanted to continue to escape. But just turned around, another spiritual impact from the mother nest hit it, causing it to slump in place. Then dozens of wind teeth jumped onto the scorpion lion and simply pressed it with its own weight. A few seconds later, another thick acid liquid poured onto the scorpion lion.

The mother nest was quiet and no longer moved. Its acid liquid had been vomited out, and the two mental shocks had exhausted all its energy. The skin of the scorpion lion had been ablated, and its body was as if it was a whole circle smaller. It lay weakly on the ground, and only the scorpion tail with the broken needle was still flapping unconsciously.

The battle on the castle has not yet ended, and there are still more than a dozen fierce bear-skinned knights fighting tenaciously. Below the castle, the surviving Fengya fights with the demon foals of the bear-skinned knights under the command of the two elite Fengyas.

As the battle was approaching, Richard's will was like a string that was tense to the limit, as if it would break at any time. His vision was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, and his lungs were burning and burning.

The entire battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood. The sour and poisonous fog emitted from the mother nest was extremely difficult to dissipate like the thick fog in the middle of the night, and it was still spreading around. A small number even began to affect the city walls here. The gray-white rock-like walls quietly appeared extremely light black. Above the castle, the human warriors near this corner breathed a little weak in physique for a long time, and someone strangled their throats and fell to the ground and screamed.

Richard bit his tongue hard, barely keeping himself awake and continuing to issue orders.

After fighting to this point, all the soldiers regarded Richard's voice as an order that they instinctively needed to obey. With his dispatch, in the chaotic situation, the soldiers belonging to Richard were quietly retreating to the rear, while the elite soldiers under the baron still pounced on the Bear-Sheng Knight.

At this moment, all the Bear-Steaded Knights knew that this battle would be difficult to escape, so they inspired a more violent and fierce ferocity. The Baron's warriors fell in large numbers, and the people behind them immediately filled the gap, and continued to slowly push the devilish enemy into the abyss of destruction in the way of life accumulation.

This is a meat grinder-like attrition war, and it is also the most tragic moment when the battle is about to end.

Richard sighed in his heart, but he had to force himself to become cold and calm. In fact, his battle formation was very simple at this time, just to evacuate his people from the blade position.

Many baron warriors occasionally flashed with a faint light, which was a sign of being blessed by divine power. However, Liusha's blessing technique changed this time, which was no different from the previous ones, but it had an unprecedented motivational effect. All the warriors who were blessed immediately had the courage to face all powerful enemies. Even if they were to make ten thousand, they had the courage to charge!

This must be the result of Liusha's research on the divine power of the God of Courage, but it has other effects at this time. The soldiers who were blessed by Liusha were the only bear-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-super-sup

With the last Bear Knight falling down, the tragic battle finally ended.

Richard slowly glanced over the battlefield, and wherever he looked, there were blood, corpses and limbs everywhere, and almost countless people could stand. I don’t know how many people died in this battle, but it was afraid that the number would reach nearly a thousand. The remaining knights and warriors on the Baron were no longer organized. Although Richard retained some strength when the battle was about to end, there were only more than a hundred people left.

He finally relaxed his mind, but his mind was dizzy, and he could hardly stand firmly. Fortunately, a magical energy fell down in time, so Richard did not fall asleep.

"How is Water Huā?" Richard asked anxiously when he saw Liusha coming.

"The injury is stable, it doesn't matter." Liusha seemed to be about to fall asleep at any time, holding a scarf and hiding it on his mouth, and his voice seemed low. Richard could feel Liusha's weakness, and her injuries were definitely not light. At the beginning of the war, she didn't know how to force the divine power and increased three levels. This made the Mirror of Time successfully act on Hinclair, causing this most dangerous enemy to be severely damaged and turned the situation around in one fell swoop.

"Where are you?" Richard asked.

Liusha still covered her mouth with a square scarf and said, "The divine power is exhausted. Just take a few days off."

"Just how many days of rest?" Richard looked at Liusha with bright eyes. He forced his level to improve, and there were as many as three levels. Although Richard didn't know much about clergy, he knew based on common sense that doing so would inevitably cost a huge price.

Liusha smiled helplessly and weakly, and said, "Okay, it's true that it's a big price. But don't worry, I can afford this price, and it doesn't matter if I do it a few more times."

Richard nodded and chose to believe Liusha. At this moment, Oral came to Richard and whispered: "Master, Sinclair is still alive. What do you think of the solution?"

A cold light flashed in Richard's eyes. He took his few of his still-moving confidants down the castle, came to the open space outside the city, and walked to Sinclair before stopping. Gonde frowned and took a step forward half a step to cover Richard with his body. A high-level killer like Sinclair would probably have the means of dying counterattack.

Richard shook his head, reached out to pull Gonde away, and said, "It's okay, she no longer has the ability to fight back."

The closer he got to Sinclair, the more powerful Richard's elf bloodline was beating, and his Archmond bloodline was also ready to move. Sinclair also trembled slightly, and in this tremor, her physical condition could no longer be hidden from Richard's eyes.

Sinclair is no longer beautiful, and there are rolled wounds everywhere on his body. The black blood oozed out like magma, and it will burn a deep burning mark on the skin and flesh wherever he passes. From the black blood, Richard can also sense the remaining moon power of the sky blue moon. The moon power and the devil and death power in the black blood are intertwined, and they conflict and fight each other, which will cause such a boiling high temperature.
Chapter completed!