Bang!

Just as Kingsley soldiers were in despair.

The previous phantom of the golden armor appeared again.

In the rolling smoke and fire, Akmathur and his handsome flag stood in it, his body was spotless, let alone scars, like an arrogant god of war.

The knights around him were not so lucky, and they were all blown into pieces.

Obviously, at that moment just now, Akmathur had only time to launch the Golden Armor to protect himself and could not take care of others.

But now no one cares about their life or death, they only care about Akmathur.

"Ah...ah..." The soldiers of the Kingsley family who turned from great sorrow to great joy had no idea what to say for a moment, so they could only vent their ecstasy with shouts.

In just half an hour, their mood was like a roller coaster ride, and they had been back and forth several times.

First, they found that there was no one defending the city wall, so they could easily capture the city's ecstasy.

Then I suddenly discovered that this was a trap. Countless friendly forces were bombed into the sky, and countless enemies rushed out like ghosts.

When Akmathur rushed out, he used the battle artifact to stabilize the morale of the army and reorganized the expectation of the army to launch a counterattack.

Then the enemy launched a desperate kill from the air, and wanted to kill Akmathur.

Finally, another shocking reversal was staged. Not only did Akmath survive the attack, he was intact.

This was the greatest motivation for the soldiers of the Kingsley family who witnessed all this. They were all injected with chicken blood, fear and fear, and in an instant, they were all thrown behind their minds. At this moment, there was only one thought in their minds, that is, Akmathur was the one favored by the true God.

What is the one who survives that explosion is not favored by the true God? Only God’s power can do this.

As for the name of the battle artifact, most soldiers have never heard of it.

Follow those who are favored by the True God, they will also be favored by the True God.

They are naturally not afraid of life and death when they fall into fanaticism.

"I can't even kill this? This shouldn't be called the Golden Armor, it should be called the Invincible Armor!" Facing this situation, Sean was also quite speechless.

He and Elder Netiya have previously analyzed the Golden Armor.

I think that the first time he missed was because of the segmented bombing, which gave Golden Armor time to react.

Large-equivalent, one-time bombing should be able to directly break the shield and kill the user.

Now it seems that the analysis is incorrect.

The total amount of magic energy output instantly by the Golden Armor is far beyond their expectations.

In other words, the explosion equivalent just now still did not touch the upper limit of the instant output magic energy of the Golden Armor.

This is a bit scary.

This level of explosion has far exceeded the manpower limit.

In other words, before the energy of the Golden Armor was exhausted, Akmathur was invincible, at least invincible in front of human power. Even if multiple champions and knights took action at the same time, they were afraid that they would not be able to kill him.

But it's not a single gain.

This instantaneous high-power output will undoubtedly aggravate the consumption of magic energy.

Especially to resist the explosion just now.

The terrifying energy generated during the explosion will not disappear out of thin air, and the golden armor that faces it will naturally be the first to be affected.

But it is not only as simple as offsetting this shock wave, but also a lot of magic power is directly driven away by this explosion shock wave.

Sean couldn't estimate exactly how much magic energy was washed away, but judging from the fact that he could still clearly feel this between hundreds of meters, the number would definitely not be too small.

This is also some good news. There is no way to kill Akmathur, so let’s find a way to waste the energy of the Golden Armor first.

The Kingsley family always feels uneasy when they hold such a trump card in their hands.

Compared to when I first met Grand Duke Buck, the magic energy fluctuations of the Golden Armor's magic energy were obviously not that strong, I was afraid that it would not even have two-thirds of the original one.

What is consumed in this kind of attack is only a small head. The real big head is still on the soldiers who bless them. Their base is large enough. If one person consumes a little, it will be a huge number when it gathers together.

Otherwise, even if there are hundreds of waves of bombing attacks like Sean alone, it may not consume one-tenth of the energy.

After all, this golden armor has been gathered in the hands of the Kingsley family for many years, and the magic energy accumulated by the accumulated one is really a bit terrifying.

But with the idea that no matter how small the mosquito legs are, Sean rode the black collar and returned to Brothers Port as fast as possible, loaded with black gunpowder cluster bombs, and exploded as many waves as possible.

Now their air superiority is absolute, and even if the soldiers of the Kingsley family discovered Sean, they would have no choice.

Not to mention bows and arrows, even siege crossbows cannot reach him.

Sean's flight altitude is always outside the range. Even during bombing, he will not risk flying at low altitudes in pursuit of accuracy.

Compared to the result of the battle, your own life is more important.

When most of the battlefield was attracted by this high-altitude bombing, the counterattack of the Yongye Army leader did not stop. Under their drive, the snowballs formed by the defeated army did not stop, and there was a tendency to grow bigger and bigger.

Inspired by Akmathur, the elites of the Kingsley family, the cannon fodder and mercenaries, did not have that high sense of identity with Akmathur. They would not become fearless and turned around and fought against the Yongye Army leader just because he waved the handsome flag.

They follow instincts more, the instinct of survival - escape.

Their instinct will naturally lead to more indecisive will.

Akmathur was also shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. He didn't move for more than ten seconds. He was not pretending to be handsome and cool, but his body was a little uncontrollable and he did not dare to move at will, for fear of being exposed.

It is false to say that he is not afraid. He just faced death. This is the closest time he has ever lived to die.

After a turn in front of the God of Death, the only ones who can still talk and laugh are the few of them, and most of them only exist in legends.

At least Akmathur is not one of them.

After the initial panic and fear, Akmathur became more confident. Before the Golden Armor was exhausted, he was invincible and no one could kill him.

Some people will be panicked and exhausted after extreme fear, and it will be difficult to raise courage.

Some people fall into a state of anger, and their anger towards themselves and their enemies, thus transforming them into courage. The deeper the fear, the greater the courage.

Akmathur belongs to the latter.

He turned over and rode the new war horse sent by his personal guards, held high the flag, rushed towards the defeated soldiers like snow-rolling groups, shouting loudly, "Those who retreated will be killed without mercy."

This kind of shouting is like the previous one. It is directly sent to the hearts of the Kingsley family soldiers who left a soul mark on it through the magic energy of the Golden Armor. It still has that unique psychological suggestive effect, which makes the soldiers unable to help but shout and obey his orders.

"Those who retreat will be killed without mercy!"

"Those who retreat will be killed without mercy!"

"Those who retreat will be killed without mercy!"

At the beginning, these shouts were uneven, but at the end, they were neat and uniform, connected together, as if they were one.

Neatly arranged the spear and sword of the Kingsley family soldiers who gathered together again.

Like Lin's spear and Senhan's sword, they all fell on the defeated soldiers who dared to attack the formation. In the blink of an eye, a large number of defeated soldiers fell down.

That kind of cruel method is even more cruel than the enemy, and it makes the defeated soldiers who have collapsed in their hearts so hard that they are invincible.

Now they are dead, and they are dead if they do not retreat. They are like mice drilling into the bellows, and they are not pleased with both ends.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, it's not that I want to retreat, it's that they are pushing me, it's that they are pushing me...uh..."

"You bastards, this is your life. I will take your life first, kill them, and kill them all..."

Once the crowd is formed, it will not be so easy to terminate.

Facing the Kingsley family's spear and sword, those who retreated in front wanted to close their pace, but the problem was that the people behind didn't know what was going on, and they kept rushing forward with their heads and squeezed the people in front to walk forward, because they couldn't help themselves. Behind them, there was a large group of people who were retreating desperately.

And behind it is the group of killing gods led by the Eternal Night Army, who are advancing the killing wildly.

The fierceness of the war beasts and the coldness of the saber are no less threat than the Kingsley family.

The most important thing is that the threat from the Kingsley family is something they did not see, and the threat from the Eternal Night Army leader is close at hand and is about to arrive.

Short shine is not only a common problem for mice, but when 99% of people care about things that are close to each other.

The end result led to the entire battlefield becoming a huge sandwich cookie.

The Yongye Army leader and the elite Kingsley family were pressing towards the middle direction. The space for the defeated troops became smaller and smaller, and some of the elite troops quickly integrated into the army of Kingsley family soldiers, turned the spear head and pointed it at the defeated soldiers behind him.

But this is a minority after all. After all, in this chaotic state, soldiers cannot find generals, and generals cannot find soldiers, especially those crocodile people cannon fodder and mercenaries who were forcibly driven away. From the beginning, they had no organization and discipline, and now they are even more unyielding headless flies, and can only run back and forth along the flow.

If it weren't for the incomplete city walls swaying brightly, I'd be afraid that I wouldn't even be able to distinguish the direction clearly.

After a while on the battlefield, he turned himself into a sardines, huddled together, waiting for the killing from both sides of the Eternal Night Army Leader and the Kingsley family.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, Sean returned and dropped a new wave of black powder cluster bombs from the air.

However, this time his target was not Akmathur, but the elites of the Kingsley family gathered together.

Even if he bombed Akmathur again, the result would be the same. Not only would he not kill him, but he would instead increase his invincible power in disguise.

It is better to directly hit the bomb on the Kingsley family soldiers blessed by the Golden Armor, which can not only weaken the energy of the Golden Armor, but also kill targets, thereby hitting their morale and killing them.

The energy shields on these Kingsley soldiers, blessed by the golden armor, were not as thick as Akmathur. Even if they were wearing multiple armors, they could not withstand the frontal bombardment of the black gunpowder cluster bomb.

Wherever Sean passed, people were wailing and howling.
To be continued...