Behind the Magino line of defense, Pastor Richard saw a redder redder than the blood mist penetrate the sky, blowing away the blood mist, making the entire battlefield quiet instantly. Through this open vision, Pastor Richard saw a building several kilometers long collapse on the Magino line of defense.

On the other side of the defense line, a giant figure standing tall stood there, emitting the majesty that Pastor Richard was familiar to him. In front of him, a large fog of blood continued to condense and eventually turned into a hideous dog head, and the same tall figure kept roaring.

But two huge phantoms that seemed to be facing each other were constantly dissipating.

Although it was different from the statue standing in the Temple of the God of War, Pastor Richard suddenly realized that the majestic figure was Campas, the god of war he worshiped on weekdays.

Pastor Richard bowed his head devoutly to the giant in the distance and bowed his head to pay tribute, but only paid tribute for two seconds. Although he was the most devout believer of the God of War, as a war priest, Richard knew that he could not waste this opportunity now.

"In the name of the God of War, Capas, I ask you to destroy the enemies in front of you, stay with your comrades, and fight back! Fight to the end!" Pastor Richard's voice was like a bell in the entire area. He himself floated up in the air with the blessing of magical items, and his whole body emitted a golden light so that everyone could see him.

Although he was a believer of the God of War, Pastor Richard knew that he was even more a human being, the commander-in-chief of the entire war zone, and he had his own responsibilities.

Human beings finally have an opportunity to fight back!

In the past few hours, tens of thousands of soldiers died in battle on their positions, but under the cover of blood mist, the survivors knew nothing about the outside world's battle situation, so they continued to fight.

Few human armies can continue to fight when the proportion of Internet access is greater than one-third, and Pastor Richard has long seen through what level of army the main force of his coalition forces is. Most of the gathered Europa people do not even have practical experience.

If they were given time to understand the surrounding situation, they might not have been able to wait until the blood mist condenses again and the army would disperse.

"Get together, don't worry about the organization. I ask all officers to exercise their responsibilities immediately regardless of their ranks, gather the soldiers around you, and target the Maginot Line of Defense!" Pastor Richard continued to raise the height to facilitate the observation of the entire battlefield: "The God of War Campas is watching us!"

Pastor Richard looked at the huge phantom that had begun to dissipate behind him with some guilt, and added in his heart that I was not bragging this time, but the old man was really looking at us this time!

Kelder opened his eyes suddenly in his trench pit and gasped heavily. He subconsciously touched the top of his head. He remembered that something was hit hard on his head, followed by a severe pain and endless darkness.

He must have died, is he resurrected?

Kelde looked up at the armor plate above his head in confusion, but he saw a narrow "window" wider than his palm and twenty centimeters long. From here he could directly see the blue sky.

No, I am no longer a player, I can't be resurrected anymore, Kelder trembled and reached out to measure the huge hole that pierced the armor plate, and then measured his head, and couldn't help but shivering.

He heard the shouts of Pastor Richard outside. Out of the sense of responsibility of a soldier, Kelder gave up looking for the mystery of resurrection that happened to him, stumbled out of the Tibetan soldiers' cave and climbed out of the trenches.

However, what made Kelde feel frightened was that he seemed to be the only one living in the entire area, and responded to the call, and no one crawled out of the trenches.

"Is anyone?" Kelder looked around and found no trace of the enemy. The ubiquitous blood mist had dissipated for some reason, which made him feel a little relieved: "I am Corporal Kelder, are there still alive?"

However, the trench was quiet and there was no response. Kelder could see hundreds of meters away, a knight in shiny armor rushed towards the Maginot line at lightning, and more infantrymen were marching further away.

Only Kelder's area is dead.

Kelder saw half of the bloodletter in a deep pit caused by a mine explosion. The other party's lower body disappeared with the mine explosion. A large number of yellow-green internal organs were thrown everywhere, while the bloodletter's upper body was still twitching slightly, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Kelder.

"What are you looking at?" Kelder pulled out the last loaded trench gun from his other leg, walked to the bloodletter and pressed the other person's forehead with the muzzle, and repeated again: "What are you looking at?"

Before Kelder shot and smashed the bloodlepper's head, he was sure that the other party's eyes were confused. Could it be that the bloodlepper was the one he had shot before?

Then it was too unlucky, right? Kelder took a last look at the corpse on the ground, reloaded his gun, and stepped on the ground muddy in blood toward the direction of the Maginot Line of Defense.

Lion Leon is finally sure that Macino's defense is really dead.

It no longer twists wildly, no longer grows new activated tentacles, and the activated limbs that have solidified on the defense line have also withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The first guard who lost his weapon and collapsed on the ground was like a signal. Then the guards who had been exhausted fell one after another, and some even fell asleep on the spot.

They had already reached their limit and were persevering completely based on a survival instinct, but now these people can no longer hold on.

When the Knight Lancheer finally led his men to the area where the guards were located, this was the scene he saw.

The soldiers fell to the ground and slept against the wall. Some people held a few withered tentacles, and the swords were inserted into them in a fighting posture. They began to sleep soundly.

The lion knights respectfully crossed the sleeping guards. On the way they came, they had already fought with the revitalized tentacles. They knew how difficult those things were, and these people had been fighting here for nearly two weeks.

"Does anyone know where Lord Leon is?" Knight Lancheer finally saw a warrior who was still awake and hurried forward to ask.

The guard stretched out his fingers in a weak direction, and fell to the ground and died of life and death.
Chapter completed!