"It's too dangerous. There will definitely be super-level strong men in the Legion of Grondock. Klein, although your strength is very strong, you don't know what the opponent's ability is now.

If the other party's ability is just enough to restrain your magic effect, you will definitely fall into a desperate situation at that time. Anyway, I don't agree with you."

Klein touched Lilith's head.

"Be good, I'll get married when I go back."

Lilith was stunned for a moment, and Klein had already hugged Lilith tightly while she was stunned.

"Don't worry, I'm absolutely sure I'll be back. We're not married yet, so I won't die."

Lilith looked at Klein with complicated eyes, and finally nodded helplessly.

"I see."

Klein left in the form of fog. This seemingly reckless behavior was actually the result of his careful consideration.

Roger cannot die, or rather, he needs an allies of a large community.

Originally, Klein's idea was inevitable to sacrifice the super level of bait, but Roger's quality made Klein change his mind.

A man who dares to stand up with his confidant in desperate situations.

Such a guy should know the meaning of repaying kindness. As long as he saves Roger, he will have a mature and reliable community ally.

The power of the Iron Brotherhood should not be underestimated. With Roger's help and this military merit, he has some power resources.

After all, Esmond is the president of Jieshe. He must show absolute strength, power, qualifications and background in order to seize the position of Jieshe and convince the public.

As for safety issues, Klein did not have much doubt about this.

Not to mention a new flash of inspiration, even if he took out the God-Destroyed Battle Axe and slashed it around, and then used arcane techniques to divert it and escape, he would not be trapped by these Grandoc soldiers.

...

At this time, Roger was covered in blood, and there were only more than 30 members of the 200 Iron Brotherhood members left. Almost all of the magic mechas were damaged, and the remaining members were injured.

In front of them was the corpse of the Grondock soldiers.

The more he fought, the more brave the berserker Roger was exhausted, and the more brave the more he fought, the more courageous the more he fought, was just relative, and the enemies he had to face were almost endless.

At this time, Roger could no longer kill a Grandoc soldier with one knife.

It can be imagined that his current state is so poor that a super-level strong man cannot kill a Granddock soldier with one blow, which only means that he has reached his limit in both physical strength and fighting spirit.

The blood on the ground dyed the entire earth red.

He kicked the body beside his feet and looked left and right. The brother on the left had an arrow inserted into his right arm, but he cut it desperately with his unskilled left hand. His face was ferocious. The brother on the right had red eyes, roared loudly, and even bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, looked up at the red sun shining on the red land, so shining that he couldn't open his eyes.

The corpses were like piles of red hills, piled up around Roger.

His subordinates were waving their halberds not far away, as if they were drawing with blood, and the head under the armor that never lowered.

Looking at all the tragic things, Roger was very calm because he knew that what he needed to do had been done.

"I don't know how the Klein guy is doing. With such an attack strength, I don't know if they can complete the task."

Although Klein's approach made many people in the Iron Brotherhood dissatisfied, Roger knew very well that Klein's approach was the real right approach.

Mercy cannot save Terrira. Only by destroying the magic fusion group at all costs can Berga Fortress be safe again.

If the Fortress of Berga is captured during this period of time and a large number of Grondock legions are leading straight in, there will definitely be a lot of ordinary people involved in the war, and then the creatures will be devastated.

Therefore, it is not too much to say that Klein is the hope of many Telrilans.

He smiled bitterly, this is war, and what we want to protect is always the interests of the empire, but how many people have thought about the scenes of new ghosts crying when they are bothering old ghosts.

I'm afraid those high-ranking officials and nobles of the empire would not think about it.

As the president of the Iron Brotherhood, he actually hates war. He is such a ridiculous guy.

Roger tightened the knife in his hand, and the numbness on his palm made him unsure whether the knife in his hand was still there.

"Boss, find a way to escape."

At this time, several members of the Iron Brotherhood had already begun to persuade Roger to leave, but Roger smiled indifferently.

"Escape? Can you still escape now?"

He pointed to Tam, who had not taken action not far away, and this famous border general in Grondock never took action.

The long-range bombing of the mage group and the encirclement of soldiers have dragged the members of the Iron Brotherhood to the point where the oil was exhausted.

They do not have a variety of mages who have over-range attacks like Klein. Except for Roger's methods of mass killing, other warrior pros can basically only fight alone.

In this way, their threat is much smaller and easier to deal with than Klein and his group.

The subordinates of the Iron Brotherhood were stunned. They knew that Roger was referring to the commander of Grondock's legion. Yes, the other side did not even take action by the commander of the legion, so why should they escape?

...

Tam, who had been watching the game, took out a chicken leg, took a bite and said to the adjutant beside him:

"It's almost time to let the mage group carry out another cluster bombing. Wait for the reward of Roger's leader!"

"yes!"

Under Tam's order, the mages of the Second Legion of the Grondock began to carry out another magical cluster bombardment of the position of the Brotherhood of Steel.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of explosions came one after another. This time the magic cluster bombing was more dense than the previous few times. When the energy of the magic gradually dissipated, only Roger was left to stand on the ground.

Roger looked quietly at the soldiers who kept approaching him. As a soldier of Terrera, he had no habit of committing suicide.

But he had no idea of ​​surrendering to become a prisoner. Now he just wanted to kill as many as possible the Grondocks and die on this battlefield.

“It’s time to end!”

Roger rushed directly towards the enemy soldiers, but before the two sides met, Roger went backwards.

"What?"

The sound of the bottle shattering was on the noisy battlefield, and it would not have been heard at all if it weren't for Roger's keen hearing.

He looked at the thing that was growing bigger in front of him. It was a huge monster like a snail.

It had changed from a fist-sized volume, which had turned into a giant as high as 300 nanometers in just a dozen seconds, completely blocking it in front of him.

A large amount of acid corrodes the soldiers around him. Klein, who was standing on the snail, turned his head and said to Roger:
Chapter completed!