Chapter 258: Evacuation! The Knights were annihilated!
Tifeng looks like a pig-headed man.
But the strength of the two is as different as heaven and earth.
The latter is a small minion in the monster army. Its only advantage is that it has thick skin and flesh, and is one of the few monsters that can endure hardships and work hard.
The former is different.
This is a subordinate of Lord Typhon, a high-level monster lord in the chaos forces.
It is one of the most powerful monster armies in this chaotic land.
Those men, who were as strong as mountains, ran and the whole earth shook violently, like a dragon turning over.
With his strong arms wielding a five-meter-long sword, he could easily cut through mountains and open up new lands.
Don’t underestimate this because it is just a Tifeng force of more than 500 people.
In the army of high-level monsters, five hundred Tifengs can already influence the outcome of a battle between humans and monsters.
The most important thing is that the Typhon troops have appeared, so is Lord Typhon far behind?
When the knights saw this scene, they were so frightened that their souls almost flew out of their bodies.
Even the fearless O'Neill was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Assemble, evacuate!!"
He shouted loudly.
As for whether it will attract the attention of Tifeng’s troops, there is no need to worry about it.
They all noticed Tifeng, so how could the other party not notice them?
The Knights launched another charge at an unprecedented speed.
Who can care about anything else now? Even the mount under him feels the danger and starts to squeeze out the last potential in his body, running wildly in cooperation with his master.
[Driving] What is it like to drive to the limit?
The entire knight group was like a rainbow in the dark night, rushing out thousands of meters in an instant.
Although it is extremely eye-catching, it is also very fast.
With the sound of horse hooves clattering on the wasteland, they quickly left behind the Tifeng troops.
However, even Oriel himself did not have the time to take a closer look. The Typhon Legion did not pay any attention to their small cavalry regiment of only two or three hundred people.
Their target was the main force of the Black Wind Legion eight hundred miles away.
If Oriel looked more carefully, perhaps he could meet up with General Carl's main force.
Unfortunately, all of the above assumptions no longer exist.
After a series of fierce battles, Olier and his knights were almost at their limit.
It is obviously impossible to expect them to make extremely accurate judgments at this moment.
What's more, the current situation was deliberately created by Su Bai.
This is the result of intentional action.
On the other side, the knights rode their mounts for another twenty or thirty miles without having the chance to stop and rest.
Because they had just shaken off the Tifeng troops, they immediately encountered an army of more than two thousand high-level snow wolves.
O'Neill was so angry that he wanted to curse on the spot.
He could only urge the Shadowhorn Dragon and lead the Knights in another life-threatening run.
But he immediately realized that something was wrong.
The army of high-level monsters that are rarely seen for several months on weekdays appeared one after another tonight.
The Knights continued to raid the wilderness and constantly encountered armies of high-level monsters.
Many of these high-level monster armies are direct troops of the eight monster lords .
But no matter how many high-level monster troops there are, the Knights are currently unable to deal with them.
All they can do is escape!
Escape for your life!
“This is too weird!”
Oriel ran across the wilderness with his head down.
Although they were getting farther and farther away from the human camp, he and the Knights did not have many choices now and could only run around wildly to avoid the monster army.
In this way, the Knights attacked all night long.
Tired, so tired!
But we can’t stop, for our brothers!
O'Neill gritted his teeth. His body was already at its limit, but he didn't dare to relax even a bit.
The ability to [Control] had already reached its limit, but he did not dare to turn it off easily.
Because high-level monsters appear all the time, you always encounter another one after getting rid of one.
He could only keep taking potions and constantly explore the limits of his potential.
By the end, O'Leary's brain was no longer able to think about anything.
The only two words left were "run" and "escape", which were firmly engraved in his mind.
When Oriel stopped, he found that the Shadow Ceratops he was sitting on was almost dying.
The tough reins cut into its flesh, and all the nearby flesh and blood were turned upside down. It looked rotten and unbearable to look at.
As for the ceratosaurus' body, it was covered with blood marks from being beaten with the whip. Looking from top to bottom, there was almost no piece of flesh that was intact.
“Hoo~Hoo~”
As soon as the reins stopped, the Shadowceratops' front limbs fell to the ground with a "thump".
When O'Neill noticed it, it was already taking in more air than it was exhaling.
If it was an ordinary raid, there would be nothing to worry about even if I rode the Shadowhorn Dragon for a month or two.
But [Control] is a skill that can unleash the mount's ultimate potential.
Having experienced several exciting battles, the Shadowhorned Dragon's physical strength had already reached its limit.
However, it was continued to be [controlled] by Oriel without restraint, and it had naturally reached its limit at this moment.
It's not about external scars, but about the internal organs that were almost unable to bear it hours ago.
If you stop for a moment, all your internal organs will explode.
Nose, eyes, ears...all started bleeding.
"Sang, Sang Er..."
O'Lear lay on the ground and stretched out his hand to touch the old friend who had followed him for several years.
He saw the Shadowhorned Dragon's tears mixed with blood flowing on the back of his hand, making him feel heartbroken.
"Sir."
Just when he was feeling extremely heartbroken, a weak cry came from behind him.
O'Neill turned his head and saw the shocking scene again.
Of the hundreds of knights who had fled just now, only a dozen were left.
"Where are my people?"
Oriel stood there in a daze, looking at the dozen or so knights lying on the ground.
The deputy, whom he thought was very dull and old-fashioned, lost his mount the moment it stopped, and he himself was now lying on the ground dying.
The rest of the knights were in a similar situation.
They can also share the ability to [control].
But their physical fitness is far less than that of O'Leary.
Uncontrolled activation of the ability to control will eventually lead to such backlash.
The dozen or so knights, who should have been strong and healthy, looked as if all , and their bodies became shriveled.
The moment O'Neill saw it, tears rolled down his cheeks uncontrollably.
He reached out to grab the deputy's raised hand, but found that he had no strength in his arm.
Yeah, I couldn't hold on any longer, let alone them! ?
He pounded the ground with his fist in regret.
"Sir."
The deputy's stern face was covered in dust and blood, and before he said a word, blood oozed out of his mouth.
"Don't, don't be impulsive. You are the hope of the human race. No, you can't die here."
He said so.
"I...it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
Olier crawled towards them with tears in his eyes.
Hearing his words, the deputy's expression revealed a trace, and he said in a weak voice:
"My lord, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you in the battle. My journey ends here. Please, please stay alive..."
Before he could finish his words, the deputy closed his eyes and died of exhaustion.
As for the remaining knights, they did not hold out for long.
Like the mount, its internal organs had already ruptured during the charge, and it was only able to survive until now thanks to the healing potion.
But in the end, these medicines failed to save their lives.
O'Lear collapsed to the ground powerlessly, and finally uttered meaningless wails such as "Ah, ah..."
All the brothers who followed him to fight were killed in the battle, not a single one was left.
Tears covered his dry face. Just when he was heartbroken, a strange voice suddenly came to his ears:
"Hey, you're not dead yet?"
