Chapter 719： Rout

Twelve to five.

This is the current killing ratio between the casters and the two teams.

Brela's hand holding the original spar mouse was covered with sweat, and her eyes fixed on the interface of the magic net.

The cast irons have led their army to the high ground of the Holy Spirit.

One of the defensive towers in the middle road was completely destroyed. This half-hour war is about to end.

"Can't keep it! Go back soon!"

Brela could hear some desperate voice from her teammates.

Before the start of this battle, she still had absolute confidence to show these high-ranking knights on the battlefield of the Holy Spirit, but the facts proved that they were too young.

The first cast iron man won the victory with a thorough crushing posture. The killing ratio was 21 to 3. The result of the second game was the same. Now it is the third game... they are still in a huge disadvantage. .

"The caster's Qier player broke into the rear of the Crosheer team with a folding sword. He aimed at the deep sea banshee controlled by the Brela player! The deep sea banshee wants to use the abyss to sneak away from the sword. A beautiful lock throat of the sword will silence the deep sea woman! She can't use her own voice to turn the ground into sea water!"

The brass dragon sat in the top of the stadium and explained the progress of the game.

"Sit here and you can't see the situation on the side of the Holy Spirit."

“Who would have the inscription of hyperopia? Attach one to my glasses!”

The audience near the side of the Scourge has stood up from the position and looked at the situation of the other highland of the Holy Spirit.

The illusions created by the purple clothes on the field below fully present the battles in the game, even more real!

In the battlefield of the Holy Spirit created by the purple robes, the flocked sword in red and black robes was incarnate for the phantom, and he appeared in the next second behind the deep-sea female singer who was preparing to sing the ancient mantra.

The deep-sea banshee had not had time to sing the inscription calling the sea, and the sword smothered the other's neck with no mercy, and then directly dumped her body on the ground.

"The silence time is over, and the Deep Sea Banshee releases the lost song at the last minute of her life."

The scene of the explanation of the brass dragon also appeared in the battlefield below in the first time.

The dagger pulled out the dagger behind him and pierced the belly of the deep sea banshee. A lot of blood overflowed in her abdomen and mouth. The audience could even see the expression of resentment on the cheeks of the deep sea banshee covered with scales.

At the last moment when her body turned into a glory, the strange song echoed on the battlefield.

The folding sword that had just been stained with blood daggers had a confused expression on his face after hearing the song. The dagger in his hand also fell on the ground, and then he painfully grabbed his forehead and took a few steps back.

"The other members of Croshere seized the opportunity, and the shudders split the entire enemy team!"

Everything that the brass dragon said was reflected in the battlefield below. The man like a giant bear landed behind the sword at this moment.

There were a lot of cracks on the ground, and the shudders raised their hands and angered the heavy ground on the ground. The other three heroes who wanted to come to rescue the sword were all forced to retreat by the broken land.

The Folding Sword also fell directly to the ground because of the vibration of the ground. He was followed by a teammate next to him. The teammate immediately lifted the folding sword that fell to the ground.

But when the folding sword turned and walked to prepare to leave, an emerald green arrow ran through his chest, and the hot blood burst out from his heart, and he could see it again from the heart of the heart. Elf leader who is ready to pull the bow.

"The cast irons retreat, and the Croshes team blocked this attack! This game has a turn for the Croshes team!"

When the brass dragon’s words fell, the cast irons who had retreated to the heights of the Holy Spirit’s highlands suddenly emerged... a magical array.

"Resurrection scroll! Folding swords have purchased items that can only be bought once in each game, and the resurrection scroll of the Deep Sea Banshee has been bought in the last group battle."

The Brass Dragon quickly understood where the magical array came from. After just five seconds of reading, the original sword that the heart was driven by the Elf Pioneer appeared again at the forefront of the battlefield.

No chance...

Brela, whose hero has been killed, looks at the enemy and destroys the core crystal bit by bit.

The word "final failure" appeared on the screen in front of her eyes.

At this moment, Brela felt a deep weakness, and her team members and casters were not at all a level.

The youngest member of the team is even red.

"Don't cry... we should leave here."

Brela stood up with a heavy heart. When she walked out of the silent hall with her team members, the cheers of the audience had completely enveloped the entire stadium.

But these cheers don't belong to them.

Brela silently walked down the court to the arena where the players rested.

This time the game was completely awake, and Brela had already understood that the champion of the Holy Spirit Open could not be won by just playing.

"What should I do next?"

When Brela was sitting in the lounge and meditating, a member broke the silence and asked her.

"What can I do, go back to class, I have to apologize to my parents..." Brela bit his teeth, although it is very unwilling, but this is the reality "to accept the punishment of the yellow clothes."

This answer once again ushered in the silence of the other five players. They came to the game with their dreams. They always felt that the first place in the game was easy to get, and their strength was unmatched.

But the reality shattered their dreams, and by the way, threw all the debris into the trash.

When Brela took a shot of her legs and stood up to comfort other players, the door of the lounge was ringing.

"Come in."

Brela thought that the attendants of the arena told them that they could leave, but the figure that walked into their lounge...it was the queen Akakana who had the **** name in the country of steel!

"What are you doing here?"

Brela saw the first time of Queen Ekana and panicked.

She didn't know the true identity of the queen before, but she also had the courage to challenge it, but listened to White's narrative... Braya understood that the queen wanted to kill her, so that her family is a very simple thing. .

"Of course, to see you."

Queen Ekana’s gaze swept through this group of young people who were younger than sixteen.

"Ye... Your Highness Yekana, I don't know if you will participate in this competition, I am bold for me..."

White was already scared to fall to the ground, and the voices of his speech were incoherent.

"White!"

Brela still couldn’t understand her friends’ contempt for this old woman.

"Breila, you... you hurry."

White was so nervous that he didn't know what to say. He pulled Brela's clothes and wanted to let the other person kneel down to show respect.

"Stand up." The next sentence of Queen Akkana made all of them squat there. "The five heroic warriors should not kneel down to their enemies."

"English... heroic warrior?"

White has been so tight that the nerves that are going to break can't understand the words of Queen Akkana.

"You have proved your superior ability to control the Holy Spirit." Queen Eckana's gaze fell on Brela and asked "Would you like to be my knight to fight for me?"

A knight of the Queen's Majesty.

Things didn't develop much too quickly, and there was no time to think about Brela. From the Queen's expression, she was serious.

She is going to recruit the five apprentices who have not graduated from the High School of Magic to become her...Knight.

How should I answer this time?

Brela suddenly remembered the words his parents had taught her to look for work and face the employer... there should be no problem with it.

"Thanks to Yekana for your kindness, but please allow me to reject this commission," Brela said.