The battlefield was stained with blood. This battle brought heavy losses to both the Sun Never Sets and the Four Nations Alliance, but it was not over yet.

The strength of the Sun Never Sets was being eroded little by little, and the Four Nations Alliance relied on its own strength to continuously attack.

Taotie was surrounded by five mythical beasts. Xuanwu and Yamata no Orochi each fought two mythical beasts. Even the white tiger had to fight with the charging mythical beasts to protect Yan Yu's safety.

Yan Yu no longer remembers how many bottles of magic rejuvenation potion he drank. The hand holding the staff high was so sore that it was numb. His unconscious arm kept waving. He could save his life by casting the sacred shield one more time.

He could not stop, nor dared to stop, the lives of soldiers.

Pastors are the guarantee for the survival of all professions. As long as pastors are alive, others have hope of survival.

Yan Yu's face was pale. He was born weak and suffered from incurable diseases. During such high-intensity battles, he almost fell ill again and again, but he suppressed it with healing potions. Even the color in the corners of his mouth was gone.

, but still did not give up on using healing techniques.

The seven wolves are already covered in blood, and their high-level monsters are also scarred. The Demon Wolf and Sleeping Wolf, who are far away in the Four Kingdoms Alliance camp, have joined the demon camp. As the only priest, Sleeping Wolf has more important responsibilities than anyone else.

At this moment, Mianlang's left hand had been cut off, with only a little bit of flesh still connected. However, he did not have time to know the extent of his injury. After drinking a bottle of hemostatic potion, he still kept waving the magic weapon.

stick.

He was the only priest here. He watched the familiar monsters die under the enemy's butcher's knife, and his heart was filled with hatred.

The demon wolf has been guarding Mianlang. When Mianlang was slashed, he used his other hand to pull the sword away. The five fingers of the hand holding the sword had been cut off by the sharp blade, but he still

Didn't give up the attack.

The demons are still able to shed their last drop of blood to prevent the sun from setting, but they cannot be cowardly!

Uncle Jiu led the group of people who escaped from the Sun Cemetery and fought in and out of the Four Kingdoms Alliance.

The low-level demons are almost dead, the medium-level demons are all injured, and even the higher-level demons like Futu have died a lot. If the encirclement is not opened, all the demons will die here before the sun sets!

The entire battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood, and people's sense of smell had been completely lost.

Shen Yanxiao led the flying monsters to resist foreign enemies. She understood that the current situation was very bad.

The Sun Never Sets only has so many troops. If they all go out, how many people can come back alive?

Blood filled the sky where the sun never set, Shen Yanxiao's eyes turned red, and the arrow in his hand never stopped for a moment.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Swords clashed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

This is a real river of blood!

Just when the sun never set and was engaged in a fierce battle, two phoenix calls pierced through the clouds suddenly sounded!

The little phoenix lying on Suzaku's head jumped out excitedly, opened its little mouth, and let out a quick cry.

Shen Yanxiao's heart trembled, and she suddenly raised her head and looked towards the source of the sound.

In the sky not far away, two phoenixes bathed in fire quickly flew toward the sun that never sets!

On one of the phoenixes, Shen Yanxiao saw a familiar figure!
Chapter completed!