Chapter 97 Winter Explosion 5

If it hadn't been for this occasion, their awkwardness would have made Allen laugh. He turned his head and found that the crows gathered again and gradually pushed in.

"Must retreat!" Allen said seriously, "If we leave their territory, maybe we won't continue to chase us!"

Five minutes later, the child ran into a dark passage with Allen in surprise, and the depressed curse behind him gradually faded away.

"Hey, it's okay," the breathless Alan shouted breathlessly and asked his friends to slow down: "They are far away!"

Obix turned to face him, the machete was still in his hand, his lavender eyes were still burning with anger, and Allen immediately retreated cautiously.

"Son, calm down!" Allen said in a gentle tone. However, when he appeased the child, the weapon was still on guard in front of him. The threat has come to an end.

The child took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then found that he was still waving a machete in his hand and quickly put them into the scabbard.

"How's it going? Are you all right?" Allen approached him and asked. Blood drips oozed from the wound on his face, which was just scraped by his claws in the battle.

The child nodded. Uncle Allen," he explained in vain, "I thought... I thought they killed Aurora, and I was very angry--"

"You don't have to explain," Allen interrupted him. "My child, you did a good job, very good! If it hadn't been for your action, the three of us would have died there long ago!" He exaggerated the use of the child and let him see his importance.

"But I drink them the same!" The child muttered. When killing the enemy, I feel very happy - I will be like those people!" Tears flashed in his eyes, showing the torture in his heart.

"You are different from them!" Allen said. You are protecting yourself, not killing as fun!"

"No," the child argued, "like a cruel beast controlling me and making me murderous without blinking an eye!" It manipulated the knife in my hand and killed me mercilessly.

"You are the one who controls the machete." The young man comforted him. No one can control you, you control your own destiny!"

"But that anger," the child replied, "that irrational anger, I just want to kill them!"

"If what you said is true, we will still be in that hole now." The little angel interrupted and analyzed, "And you escaped with us!" There are more birds waiting for you to kill, but you didn't stay there to fight. Angry? Maybe, but it's not irrational. You have done what you should have done and done a good job - and far better than anyone I have ever seen. You don't have to apologize to me, let alone blame yourself!"

"Killing is not the ultimate goal," Allen also said slowly, "But if killing is to save people, you don't have to care. And it should be justice for us to kill ourselves!"

The child leaned against the wall and thought about the words of the little angel and Allen. These analyses relieved him a lot, and their intentions also made him very grateful. However, when the stone fell and mistakenly thought that the little angel died, the rising anger in his heart had not subsided, and the emotion was too strong for him to overcome!

He suspected that he might never be able to calm down.

"What's going on at this time?" Allen secretly asked the little angel and took out a water bag to drink water.

The little angel is very serious: "There are too many things in his divine blood that belong to the light camp - that is to say, his natural sense of justice is too strong!" After thinking, "Maybe his blood belongs to some holy angel, so he has an inner resistance to all the dark side!"

"Must change him!" Allen secretly said to the little angel when he threw the water bag to the child, "Otherwise he can't survive in this world!"

"Find a way out!"

The day passed peacefully. The three sometimes rode captured mounts in the vast underground plains, and sometimes walked in silent tunnels. I don't know whether it was a coincidence or fate, I didn't meet any monsters on the way to the northern port. The underground world has not changed much. Although the map is old, the road is still not difficult to find.

But no matter how long you walk in the wild and how many cities you have bypassed, in the end, there is a city that must pass through. The Orc Kingdom is the only way to the north - Lion Heart City.

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The era makes heroes, but heroes also make this era.

The siege of the Archangel Fortress has lasted for more than ten days, but due to the continuous supply of reserves and sufficient defensive equipment, the two sides have won or lost each other, and the fortress has always been firmly in the hands of the Kingdom of the Free Alliance.

Due to the addition of ogres, giant corpses, gray dwarves and some other races, the ghost emperor's team has integrated too many races, and the holy water moat is no longer a cister. Although there are losses in every attack, it can indeed attack the city every time, directly threatening the safety of the archangel fortress.

The weather changed, and the temperature dropped within a few days, and the news from the coast was that the winter explosion had begun. At this critical moment, Leader Leris showed his father's excellent bloodline. He made a wise decision - a large amount of holy water fell from the wall and condensed into ice, and the whole archangel fortress put on a thick layer of holy water armor.

"This is a wise decision!" When Enrique, the commander of the Second Legion, saw it, he praised the plan: "You can still do it - this method has come up!" He hammered Laris' chest, "It seems that my sister really chose the right person!"

His sister is Leiris's girlfriend, and he is a close friend of his college, so the Second and Third Legions have always maintained a good relationship, just like the two.

Commander Enrique clearly knew the great benefits behind this idea, and was also proud of his friend's achievements. In his report, he did not hesitate to praise Riley's credit and hoped that his friend could be promoted to his boss in the future.

While the two were standing on the tower and greeting each other, the dark undead below began a new round of attack.

The siege of the city is different from the war between ordinary human beings. Low-level skeletons, zombies, undead, ghost lizards, etc. are constantly looking for opportunities to climb the wall. If there is no way to go up, they will dig the wall below. And human soldiers have never stopped using holy water and rockets to attack these digers.

And every once in a while, there is a senior undead, or a lich or vampire, who will lead his own troops, mixed with some gray dwarves and ogres to attack the city, which is called a new round of attacks.

The leader of this attack is a soul-absorbing monster. He is not an undead, but the troops led are many resentful spirits - this attack can be regarded as an air raid, and Enrique felt a trace of fear! He is not good at this kind of combat.

But soon Leiris's command surprised him, and it was obvious that his friend was familiar with this way of fighting.

"Prepare for the crossbow!" Leiris ordered loudly, and where his order was conveyed, some soldiers picked up the crossbow and wet the cloth tied with arrows in the holy water. The rest of the soldiers picked up the shield and the long knife and poured holy water on the top of the shield.

"Ready to light the fire!" The commander continued to order - by this time, the enemy had flown to the edge of the Archangel Fortress and was about to reach the top of his head.

Several covered fires on the wall were lifted, and large piles of wood were covered with wolf dung. After the ignition, strong smoke soon rose, covering the whole Archangel fortress. Not to mention, after the smoke steamed, the soldiers began to pour buckets of yellow crystals on the fire.

"What is it at this time?" Enrique was curious and couldn't help asking.

Leris showed a cunning smile, but did not answer - the crystal began to smoke on the fire, and a yellow smoke, mixed with red-eyed wolf manure, emitting a bad smell.

But this smell is only unpleasant to human beings. It is simply a disaster for the dead - the resentment touched by yellow smoke hiss one after another, and then turns into black smoke and dissipates in the air.

"A surprise!" Commander Enrique showed joy, "Have you found a way to deal with them?"

"It's not unusual," Leiris smiled: "Sulfur and salt - a very ordinary thing!"

"Can this restrain the undead?" He asked, "How do you know?" Although it is very ordinary, this recipe is not common, and he is surprised that Laris can find the idea.

Our young son, the duke, looked at him and turned his head: "It was Mr. Mei of the Blue Mermaid Mercenary Regiment who revealed the recipe to me - he is really a strange man!" He thought for a moment: "This mercenary regiment is really extraordinary!"

The undead quickly dispersed under the attack of sulfur smoke, and the soul-absorbing monster screamed unwillingly and slowly retreated into the darkness.