With the unremitting efforts of the mages, all the remaining demons and puppets in the city were awakened.

The stone man and iron man are on the front line against the vampire bats. They use their hard bodies to form a fence, which greatly delays the enemy's attack, while the dark stone ghost carries the mages' hope of breaking through.

"When the Gargoyle flies up, you break through to the East. As long as you can escape to the city of the gargoyle, it's safe."

Looking at the familiar and panicked faces behind the gargoyle, CanSo told them.

"What about you, Lord CanSo..." a magic mage couldn't bear to look at CanSo still on the ground and asked.

"I will stay here and create a glimmer of vitality for you." In order to avoid causing more panic, CanSo reluctantly smiled at them.

After a group of stone ghosts rose into the sky and broke through towards the outside of the city, CanSo exhaled and looked at the rich businessmen who also left behind: "thank you for generously providing precious Obsidian Stone ghosts for the suffering residents, but are you really not leaving with them? There are still some stone ghosts left here..."

"No." Hamo, a rich businessman, lightly waved his hand. "I enjoy the war privilege of the freelance chamber of Commerce. Besides, I am not a burakada. Death can't come to me. The necromancer won't kill me. It's safer to stay here."

CanSo shook his head. He was afraid that those crazy necromancers would not recognize the privileges granted by the freelance chamber of Commerce. However, since the rich businessmen had already made a decision, it was inconvenient for him to intervene.

CanSo looks into the distance. It is the center of the whole town. The spacious interior hall has been swallowed up by the sea of fire. In addition to the demons spreading flames, there is also a barbarian who is venting his anger with the corpse of a mage, the hero named Tanan.

The red giant bent down beside CanSo. It was a ground dragon composed of crystal, which was also one of the mage's highest attainments on the magic image. Although he has lost his spell casting ability, as long as the crystal dragon is still there, CanSo still has the power of war.

In CanSo's view, the source of the disaster suffered by trix city lies in Tanan. Without the ability to ban demons, mages can avoid more than 90% of the losses, and there will be no large-scale death at all. As long as Tanan can be killed, the plight of the mages will be solved immediately.

Behind CanSo, bursts of desperate cries and dissatisfied quarrels came.

The number of gargoyles is limited, and a few are qualified to board gargoyles. After all, there are a few who try to break through the sky, and more burakada people are left in the city.

The respected mages could not accept this outcome. These brakadas yelled and questioned why they were not qualified to board the stone ghost. If it were not for the suppression of the crystal dragon, it would almost turn into a riot for the stone ghost nearby. The fierce quarrel was accompanied by extremely low morale.

"Listen, you losers! No matter how dissatisfied you are, cheer me up now! Trix city is in a major crisis, but we still have a glimmer of vitality!"

CanSo's unwilling cry also attracted the attention of others. At this desperate moment, what they need most is such a powerful word to give them even false comfort.

"See Tanan over there? The culprit that caused all this is there. As long as we kill him, we can re perform our magic and get a chance to escape!"

CanSo's appeal also caused waves of agitation among others.

"What should we do? We can't cast spells at all. How can we fight those big demons?" A female mage with disheveled hair asked kansuo. There were several bruises on the corners of her mouth. They were left by another mage who had been courting her during the struggle for escape.

CanSo lowered his head slightly: "I understand your difficult situation. But instead of staying here and being swallowed up by layers of dead creatures, it's better to make a final fight against the enemy! The crystal dragon next to me can kill Tanan, but I need you to lead away the great devil protecting him with sacrifice..."

CanSo's words not only bring people hope, but also bring them deep despair. Sacrifice is a word far away from the comfortable mages in the tower, but in the field of magic prohibition, they can only exchange blood and sacrifice for a chance to break the situation like barbarians.

On one side, Hamo, a rich businessman who has always paid silent attention to this scene, finally opened his mouth at this moment: "the earth business group of the freelance chamber of Commerce will take in children under the age of 12. I can't guarantee anything, but I will try my best to ensure their safety."

Harmo's words also attracted the attention of many mages. They scrambled around harmo. Businessmen who were despised by the mages in ordinary days have become their only savior. They offered their best conditions and even threatened. They just hope to join the business group where the rich businessmen are located and get the shelter of the freelance chamber of commerce at this moment, Previous female mages also threw enchanting eyes at Hamo, but Hamo always insisted on the initial conditions and was only willing to accept the children in the city.

In desperation and helplessness, the mages could only accept CanSo's proposal, picked up their non sharp weapons and rushed towards the elite devil.

Waiting for these mages is that their bodies are divided into several sections under the light of the knife brought by the giant sickle. Looking at the miserable end of other mages, CanSo's heart became more firm. He waited patiently for an opportunity to turn the war around.

"Are these mages crazy? Even if I stand here and let them chop, can they chop me seriously?" After cutting off the head of the mage in front, a big demon asked strangely.

"General farezer told me not to be careless." Aside, agran, who was in charge of the team of great demons, answered faintly, although his heart was also full of contempt for the mages who took up arms and rushed.

"Ah..."

What rushed to agran was a yelling female mage with disheveled hair. She held a blunt knife in her hands over her head. The roar that looked very powerful was actually a sign of fear. Only in this way could she hide her fear at the bottom of her heart.

Agran shook his head. In the field of demon prohibition, the performance of mages is so vulnerable. As early as in hell, he has killed many such enemies. This type of enemy is not worthy to be the opponent of the great devil.

The light of the knife against the flame flashed, the great head rose to the sky, and agran wiped the blood on the giant sickle, as if he had done a trivial thing.