People will have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Moods will have ups and downs.

However, these weird Nagas and fish, shrimps and crabs seem to have only [lecture] from beginning to end, well, occasionally, they are a little angry.

They were squirting the 'fishman's words' that the knights could not understand.

"Mt top!"

"Fuck! Are you wearing cloth armor? If you change your skin, it is thicker than your shell!"

"Can you get on?"

"I'm just here, what's wrong!"

"Grass, hatred is messy. If you are idiot, don't make trouble!"

“Wow hahaha!”

Well, the knights can't understand a single word in the above language.

This does not prevent them from seeing these sea tribes destroy their own people's stations and then spraying them.

After they couldn't beat it, someone shouted, "Come and come to me if you have the ability, you bastard!" and then asked Ren to get Ren, ask Daily to get Japanese, and give them the boss they said, but in fact, it was just a big monster, and they could eat it in one bite.

Finally, after these guys were "resurrected", they laughed and hugged each other.

Although he was very happy to win, he mocked the knights.

He was also shameless after losing and continued to tease the little girl.

When they met these guys, the knights found that they could not speak, and many complaints could only come out of their hearts. They had never had this kind of impulse to show off before, and they wanted to say, "Isn't it just a death?"

The result is that I am really afraid of death.

If the greatest shame of the knights is to surrender to fear, then this shame has been imprinted on their faces and will never be washed away for the rest of their lives.

Standing on the highest tower on the second level of defense, Rachel looked at these strange beings who were not afraid of death from a distance with a telescope, but were reduced by not killing enough enemies. She couldn't help but sigh: "It's ridiculous. The last courage actually rests on these monster-looking fish, shrimps and crabs. It turns out that the Guardian Legion is just a joke?"

Dereya left the line and whispered: "This is just an urgent matter, our soldiers need to rest."

Rachel shook her head: "Soldiers can be replaced temporarily with the sea clan. The heroes have no choice. And I don't think Dark* Jialude and the sea clan soldiers can cooperate."

Not long after, as the next wave of monsters under the rebel army rushed over, she saw the "cooperation" between Heizhen and the sea clan!

"Hahaha! Death! Death! Death! Burn to death in the flames. The oil of your corpse will become the best fireworks." Heizhen waved the iris Citi on her side with white background and black sides.

Suddenly, flames more than ten meters high rose in several areas as big as football fields.

The surging flames formed a moving huge wall of fire, swallowing up all the existences who dared to step into that area.

Including enemies.

Including one's own people...

"Haha! Burn it! It's very warm!" A crazy laughter echoed in the sea of ​​fire.

In addition to the screams of the enemy monsters, there are also some disharmonious and strange voices.

"If this is love"

"Is this just burning you in the fire? Love me"

Those silly silly are really not afraid of being burned to death! And it seems that there is no pain.

Seeing the left wing scene, Rachel was completely speechless.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. Perhaps, this is the true love of licking dogs!

With her in charge, and there are countless fish, shrimps, crabs and soldiers, they keep rushing up like oil. The defense line on this side is certainly stable. However, the defense line without the strong man is in charge, seems to be in danger.

"Tsk." Rachel gritted her teeth and wanted to go out, but she could not help but hold Derria.

"Rachel! Remember the attack time we agreed on? You have overdrawn your magic and energy. How much chance do you think you have to survive until the leader of the Anti-King came out?"

The advice of a close friend and first counselor was like a beam of lightning hitting Rachel, and she trembled.

That's right!

The fire-type powerful people are known for their exaggerated and violent destructive power, and at the cost of this is the extreme weakening of their endurance.

Fire spells are the most burning blue.

For spells of the same energy level, if the water system can last 10, the fire system will be at most 6 to 7.

The deficit of magic can be supplemented by taking high-purity elemental potions.

For strong people who have not used systematic data to observe the energy lost by the human body, they can only feel tired or not.

After so many days of work, Rachel was fighting and commanding endlessly, and her mental and physical strength had long been overdrawn.

Now that many overlords were killed or seriously injured, she was even more nervous and did not dare to relax.

Even if he knew that once the other leader took all his strength, he would probably not be able to withstand it. Rachel, who was personally doing everything, couldn't help but want to go up.

But Deria's words still calmed down Rachel.

"It is you who advocate trusting Jason Momoa's subordinates to use their lives and lost energy as a buffer to exchange for the rest time of our army's main force. Since you have made this decision, please be sure to stick to it until the end of the time or the defense line collapses."

"Okay!" Rachel sat down again dejectedly. She closed her eyes, and her nerves could not relax. No matter how Deria persuaded her, she still couldn't help but let go of her perception and 'observe' the situation on the entire battlefield.

To be honest, it's not good!

These sculpting players are not really elite.

They certainly secretly increased the number of people.

The disadvantages on the battlefield are still visible to the naked eye, and they will also grow, but at the cost of biomass losses. If Rachel had not approved the indigenous fishmen to move away the corpses of other monsters on the battlefield, the battle loss ratio of these sculpted players would have to suffer from grandma's house.

At this moment, an accident happened.

A faint black shadow suddenly broke through the center of the battlefield.

It rolled up turbid black and yellow waves, and on the ground, it looked like a black megalodon shark broke through the ground and rushed towards it in a straight line.

It's not that anything really looks like a sand fish, swimming in a state that softens the sand and soil.

Instead, there was a peerless strong man who was breaking through the defense line with this strange air condition and killing Rachel straightly.

"Protect Your Excellency!" On the second line of defense, two knight heroes rushed over.

The dazzling cross sword light slashed on the turbid huge wave, and a strange sound of metal sword blades clashing.

The guards and heroes around Rachel were unsheathed.

Rachel was not nervous. She knew very well that a overlord could not stop him from coming by his subordinates.

"Good come!"

No matter how Deria heard it, she felt that this was an excuse that Rachel couldn't help but intervened in the front line.

She couldn't help but lower her head and nodded slightly, and winked at the Gerald envoy next to her.

Geralt is already recognized as the second strongest person under Rachel.

Under the nervous eyes of everyone, the black light air mass was motivated and finally rose in front of the tower where Rachel was. At the top, a vague figure gradually became clear, and facial features gradually emerged from the black and yellow turbid air mass. The last one was wearing shit-yellow armor, with four horns, eight vertical pupils, a head a bit like a spider, but his body was like a treacherous demon king who appeared in front of everyone.

"You are the leader of the Guardian?"
Chapter completed!