Karen and Ophelia were following Dorons, but kept a safe distance between them.

In fact, if Karen is alone now, he would probably prefer to find a high ground with a better view, stand or sit there and observe Dorrons' advance and the countermeasures that will appear next.

It was impossible for Ophelia to do this, because of her identity, even if she was not crazy enough to rush over to kill Dorons with a big sword, she would not be able to stand and watch the show with Karen from a distance.

The Dark Moon Blade provides Ophelia with faster speed, and her physical fitness can also provide a better carrier for the Dark Moon Blade to play.

On this point, Karen does not have an advantage. His physical fitness can be said to be good now, but it is only good at the level of ordinary people. Fortunately, the spiritual power in his body is very deep. Consume some spiritual power in exchange for the blessing of speed.

However, in order to prevent being seen by outsiders, Karen did not use the Dark Moon Blade to accelerate his movement like Ophelia, but used the orderly acceleration technique and turning into black mist alternately.

I have to say that it was really shocking to witness the sight of Dorons pushing and crushing everything. It is not just a vehicle, but a serious beast.

The places it passed, whether it was woods, streams or hillsides, were all flattened.

At this time, more than a dozen black spots appeared in front of Dorons.

Ophelia slowed down and jumped onto a big tree nearby, and Karen's figure also came to the other side of the big tree.

"It's uncles and elders."

Karen looked further back, and saw that a small army of Darkmoon Guards had been formed there, and had already begun to deploy.

It's just that, no matter in terms of number or temperament, although they are mainly cold weapons, they are really incomparable with the Knights of Order that I have seen before.

When I watched the Knights come out of the cave that day, the terrible feeling of depression and suffocation is still fresh in my memory.

But this is already all the power that Dark Moon Island can muster right now. This power is usually used to maintain the operation of the port and local law and order. Sufficient manpower for security.

However, it is a bit powerless to mobilize them to face this kind of battle.

When the Cult of Order went to war abroad, the Whip of Order squad was only in the third batch. No matter how good the police are, if you let them go directly to the battlefield, the effect will definitely not be very good.

At this time, using a single-point breakthrough method may have a miraculous effect. This is a giant, but its huge body is its advantage, and it may also become its disadvantage.

Tuffman looked at Dorons in front of him. It would be great if his fleet was here at this time. To deal with such a huge existence, the magic crystal cannon on the warship is always the best method.

But it's meaningless to think about it now, if you don't take action to stop Dorons right now, then this big guy will be able to crush the town directly!

"Tuffman, your injury..."

"It won't affect my battle. The patriarch has already asked the Cult of Order for help. Although the Cult of Order will definitely not sit idly by, we still have to show our role as much as possible.

I believe that all the elders will not want our Dark Moon Island to be looked down upon like this! "

"Listen to you, you come to order."

"Tuffman, we are at your command."

"Even if you are a dog, you can't be the most useless dog."

"It's very simple, break through its defenses, protect Elder Qimar and arrange a formation on the head of Dorrons, let's go!"

The order was given very briefly, because Tuffman believed that each of these elders had rich experience and could make their own choices according to the situation. Everyone only needed to know a common purpose in their hearts.

The most important thing is that everyone is very unfamiliar with Dorons. There are not many records about Dorons handed down in Darkmoon Island, because Dorons is carrying Felias and his party to Darkmoon Island. Afterwards, Phileas arranged for him to fall into a deep sleep.

The elders took off their robes, revealing their armors one after another. Some of their armors were passed down from their families, while others were designed and forged by themselves.

Darkmoon Island's forging technology has always been famous, but it is not a trade product exported by Darkmoon Island. It's not that they don't want the weapons and armor they forged to flow out, but that the things they forge need to cooperate with the power of Darkmoon. In order to exert the greatest effect, so for outsiders, except for a little collection value, the practical value will be very low.

A dozen or so people all burst out with a dark red luster, and they all started running towards Dorons together.

Elder Zimar consciously walked in the most central protected area, and his arms were already covered with various formation scrolls.

The blood mist around Dorons' body became the first line of defense to stop them. This blood mist has swallowed the lives of an unknown number of animals and plants during the march.

The four elders were divided into two rows, forcibly speeding up and breaking away from the whole, each drew out their knives and swords, aroused the power of the dark moon in their bodies to the extreme, and slashed directly on the blood mist.

The blood mist was directly torn into huge openings, and the four elders, two on each side, continued to open the cracks in the blood mist, opening up the passage for the latecomers.

It is not very difficult to split this layer of blood mist. The real difficulty lies in maintaining it. This is equivalent to using the power of the dark moon in your body and the power in this giant beast to fight and consume.

Tafman led the rest of the elders directly into the blood fog.

Seeing this, the four elders who opened the cracks withdrew their weapons one after another, and retreated quickly. Regardless of whether the inside was successful or not, when the people who entered inside were about to come out later, they would work together to reopen the cracks in the blood mist.

Dorons' gaze moved down slightly, as if he had noticed the scene below him.

But it didn't choose to stop to deal with them, and the speed didn't change at all, continuing to rush towards the town on the island.

There, there are the most dark moon blood, and there is the core of revenge!

"Get on its body!"

Tafman held a knife in one arm. He was Elder Zimar's last line of defense. The rest of the elders began to disperse at this time to help block the next danger.

Although Dorons didn't stop to deal with them specially, just like the body would have some instinctive actions and reactions when being bitten by a mosquito, it was still a terrifying threat to tiny existences.

The scales on Dorons' body began to fly out automatically, and each scale was as big as a house. The elders of the Dark Moon kept waving their weapons to split them, and one of them split seven scales in a row. Finally, when he slashed towards the eighth scale, there was actually a layer of small scales mixed in among the broken scales. He could dodge completely at this time, but the consequence of releasing the scales was that the group of people who were being protected all the way up might be killed. Ripple affects the process.

So he chose to resist with his own body. In the end, even though he changed the direction of the scale, he himself was hit and flew backwards. Before he had time to adjust his center of gravity in midair, his body was crushed The wind vortex formed during Lance's movement was directly sucked in, and his life and death were unknown.

Next, when the team clung to Dorrons' neck, the huge beards swept over non-stop, and each beard fell with terrifying force.

An elder was sent flying, and he didn't know what would happen after he fell.

There was another one, who was attacked by two beards, and was directly blasted into a blood mist.

Humans actually have many ways to face this huge beast, but when the situation is urgent, they can only choose the method of close contact, the gap in absolute strength will be particularly obvious.

In this regard, the martial artist system on Dark Moon Island is particularly at a disadvantage, because they generally do not have high attainments in spells and formations. This is achieved after Bernard introduced some systems of the Light God Sect. In the enhanced case.

They are more willing and accustomed to using their bodies and martial arts to fight, and their techniques and formations are only used as auxiliary supplies.

Of course, one of the most important reasons is that the research and inheritance of spells and formations has always required a huge cost, and it is not recorded in the book as inheritance. Everyone's learning and experience process, this kind of maintenance cost from generation to generation , which is the biggest cost.

This is why after the decline of Allen Manor, the family didn't even have a useful teleportation formation.

At the same time, this is also where the orthodox religion is strong. They have the largest resources and talent reserves, so that they can maintain the longest and richest inheritance from generation to generation, and at the same time, they can develop and develop on this basis.

On the tree, Karen glanced at Ophelia and saw that she was clenching her sword tightly. Obviously, she really wanted to rush up by herself, but she knew better that rushing up like this with her own strength would only become a burden and a burden .

What makes her even more helpless is that she can't play any role in the legion that has just been assembled. She is not good at commanding and fighting. Although she has read books on this subject and learned from her uncle's words and deeds, she has never actually fought After contact, it is naturally impossible to run over to command at this moment.

Ophelia turned her head to look at Karen, and asked anxiously, "Why hasn't the Cult of Order helped?"

"It will take some time to gather people." Karen could only explain in this way.

Because today's meeting ended early, and order is the winning side, everyone is generally more slack in spirit. Yesterday was fine, but today there are a lot of people sneaking out to be cool, even if the huge commotion caused by Dorons' awakening must be They sensed it, but it took time to gather quickly.

However, seeing that the guards of Dark Moon Island have gathered into a loose army, Karen thinks that the Cult of Order will only gather faster than them, because each Whip of Order team is from each region. Elite, as soon as the black crow flies, it can immediately find the right place to gather.

But he couldn't tell Ophelia:

We on the order side are deliberately pressing our hands down, wanting to make a move at the most critical moment, in order to show our importance and reap the greatest kindness and gratitude.

Nor can I say to her:

We, Order, also want to see how capable our new dog is, so I'll let you show it off first.

Under the **** of a group of elders, in the end, Tafman and the other two elders successfully escorted Elder Zimar to the top of Dorrons.

But as soon as the four of them landed on top of their heads, Dorons' two long eyebrows swept over. The two elders jumped up respectively, and each slashed at the two long eyebrows. Scattered and turned into countless iron chains that were very thick for them, locking them up one after another.

The two elders roared separately, their bodies fell deliberately, and they came to the neck, and nailed their weapons into the neck of Dorons. To them, the skin of Dorons was simply a rock wall, and they used the Using himself as a nail, he fixed the two long eyebrows here respectively.

"Set up the formation!" Tuffman shouted to Zimar.

"good!"

Elder Zimar began to arrange the formation. He is the one with the highest attainment in formation in the elders' meeting. At this time, he used all the scrolls of spells he had accumulated, just to complete the formation as quickly as possible.

At this time, Dorons' huge body had advanced to a very close distance from the Dark Moon Legion.

"The rear is our family, brave men of the dark moon, muster your courage, we cannot retreat!"

The elders leading the formation gave the order to finally close the formation.

Although this legion was improvised and its formation was loose, it still did not collapse in the face of such a terrifying existence, which is already commendable.

When the distance gets closer, they will start attacking Dorons with the method of ant attachment, and the damage will inevitably be extremely heavy.

Behind the army formation, the urgently dispatched cannons had just been assembled. There were not many of them, only thirty or so, and they were small-caliber cannons that could only send spell shells.

The dark moon island offshore fleet has extremely powerful firepower output, but by the time they come back, the town has already been crushed countless times.

There are also large-caliber magic artillery and magic crystal cannons on the island, but they are all arranged in the port where it is easy to land. Because there has been almost no war on the main island of Darkmoon Island in the past hundred years, they are all threatened to be cut off by their own fleet in the open sea. Such military equipment may Both have disrepair and poor maintenance issues, but even if there were no such issues, it would be too late to move them here at this time.

It takes time to disassemble the large-caliber magic cannon. After the magic crystal cannon is transferred, it needs to be rearranged and engraved with the internal array pattern before it can be used. It is too late.

As for the attack from the pier and shore military facilities, it is impossible to hit here. Dorons was sleeping on the island and did not land from the sea.

Karen has seen the catapults carried by the Knights of Order when they went out. Although it looks much more primitive than the artillery, you must know that every catapult is engraved with a space formation. Retro, but the attack effect and strike ability in actual combat are much higher than the magic crystal cannon.

In the "First Day War", the reason why the Knights of Order were able to break through the Holy Lands of the Reincarnation Sect so quickly was that in most cases, the catapults fired several salvos, and the defensive formations of the opponent's Holy Lands were directly destroyed. All that was left was for the army of the Knights to crush in and eliminate the opponent's established resistance.

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"It seems that after this time, Dark Moon Island will definitely ask us to buy some war weapons, and they will cry and beg us."

Hearing the words of a bishop beside him, Walfren nodded, and said, "Yes, but the sale of war weapons involves too many things, and it mainly depends on Lord Kress's opinion."

Cardinal Kress, who was sitting there, did not speak, but quietly watched the huge figure approaching in front of him.

Behind this group of bishops, more than half of the Whip of Order squad has assembled, and at the same time on the two wings, two bishops who specialize in formations have already arranged the formations with improvised staff.

In terms of efficiency, it is much higher than the Dark Moon Island in front, and the faces of the priests of order are also very calm, and they can even point to the scene in front of them without much panic.

You must know that they are a negotiating delegation. From among a group of negotiating representatives, it is easy to find professionals who arrange formations. This is the terrifying background of the Cult of Kosmos.

But as Karen guessed, the Cult of Kosmos was not in a hurry to make a move. Anyway, the giant beast was still some distance away from the town.

Cardinal Kress slightly twisted his neck twice, then seemed to be too lazy to look at the situation ahead, and directly lowered his head, as if dozing off.

Outside, Patriarch Weina didn't cry or beg hoarsely, he just knelt there, motionless.

His heart is at peace,

He was also very helpless.

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"How much longer?" Tuffman called.

"Soon, soon!" Zimar replied.

At this moment, with him as the center of the circle, a large-scale detonation formation has been arranged, and he is now embedding precious formation materials on the formation to increase the destructive power of the formation after it is activated.

One after another, the teleportation scrolls were constantly burning in his hands, and the precious materials he treasured were constantly being teleported. During the whole process, he didn't feel any heartache or slowness.

Normally, the Presbyterian Church is a place where factions compete for power and profit, but under the threat of their hometown being crushed, everyone can fight against each other.

At this time, Dorons seemed to have sensed the threat from the position above his head, and he exhaled a scorching breath from his mouth. In an instant, the white high-temperature smoke completely enveloped the position above his neck, and people outside could not notice everything inside. , and the people inside only perceive that they are in the oven.

Immediately afterwards, Dorrons began to shake his head.

The terrible inertia and the surrounding wind formed a great obstacle to Elder Zimar who was arranging the formation.

Seeing this, Tafman exuded light power from his body, bent down, and put his palms on the "ground".

Seeing this scene, Elder Zimar was stunned.

"Continue to arrange the formation!" Tafman shouted at him.

Elder Zimar immediately continued to concentrate on arranging the formation.

And when Tuffman exuded a bright breath, Dorons, who was shaking his head, suddenly became quiet. Although his figure continued to advance towards the town, he stopped shaking his head, and seemed to enjoy it The feeling of being caressed on the top of the head by the power of light.

He made a rare deep voice after waking up, as if echoing Tuffman above his head, telling him what he missed from his heart.

Because there is light as a medium, the two parties communicate with each other at this time, which is more straightforward and pure than words.

Tuffman burst into tears as he continued to radiate the power of light.

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On the hillside in the distance ~lightnovelpub.net~ Neo shook his head:

"Oh, I'm ashamed of you to do this, tsk tsk. If it is done, it will not only be boring, but also feel regretful, even...disgusting."

He stretched his hand forward, and a holy light pattern appeared. When the light pattern was activated, a phantom wearing a white robe appeared in the center of the water pool in the center of Dorons' tortoise shell.

This is the spiritual imprint that Phileas left on Dorons. It was used to communicate with Dorons in the past. After all, it is so big that even if you sit on its back and want to shout at it, It's like shouting from across the mountain.

The white figure maintained exactly the same standing posture as Neo on the distant hill,

Neo spoke,

The white figure also spoke simultaneously:

"Dorons, the person above your head has betrayed the light, be careful on top of your head."

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