"Where's the quantity?" Griffith asked hurriedly.
"Four heads in front, three heads behind."
"If the other party launches an attack and it is not a strong enemy that we can handle, you continue to run, and I will come to the rear." Griffith quickly made a decision, "Ophelia, you take command, no matter what happens, we must Lead everyone to run in the direction of Fort Watch, and if you get even one step closer, you will be safer."
"You can't resist it alone for long," Midianmaiya immediately objected, "I'll be with you."
"No, that's just tying up one more person," Griffith shook his head, "and it's easier for me to escape alone."
"If you die immediately, you won't be able to stop the enemy," Midianmaiya and Murat objected together, "The queen is not going to die!"
"Ugh——!"
A creepy scream sounded in the darkness, and black and gray shadows appeared on the right side of the team, leaping and running quickly.
"Magic wolf!?" Ophelia's face turned pale. She didn't know whether it was because of too much blood loss or fear, "It's a pack of wolves!"
Before the team could react, four huge monsters rushed out of the darkness. They were as big as bears, with long muzzles and pointed ears like wolves, and their serrated tusks were hung with flesh. Walking on flat ground in the rugged forest land, it rushed towards the human team.
They are not the extraordinary creatures listed in general textbooks, but their mutant powers and race's inherent size advantage are far superior to humans.
"Ready to fight!" Griffith shouted, "Ready to throw your spear!"
Now it is too late to separate the power behind the palace. He and the Scitorals quickly concentrated on the right wing, formed two rows of human walls to protect the girls and the wounded behind, and raised their guns together.
"volley!"
Griffith aimed at a huge black figure leaping in the darkness, and threw the silver spear like a meteor with all his strength with his right hand.
The heavy armor-piercing spear roared past, raising a bloody mist of death. The two demon wolves at the front were hit by several shots and immediately fell down in a cloud of smoke.
The three demon wolves behind immediately filled the gap, and the wolves pressed in a straight line.
They're going to charge! It's over, we didn't hold back!
"Meet the enemy!" The Shutorals lined up side by side and raised their shields towards the monster.
"Shutoral, our honor is loyalty!"
Griffith shouted a battle cry, but a series of screams echoed around him.
"Wow!"
The demonic wolf's charge was astonishing. The Shutoral formation, which had charged at the enemy countless times, was collided head-on. The shield wall was instantly shattered, and several people were knocked away on the spot.
The queue of trainee knights was instantly knocked to pieces, and nearly a third of them had fallen to the ground.
Sonia and the girls huddled on the ground, watching the terrifying huge black shadow raging around them, and hearing the roars and screams of Shutoral.
A brief melee broke out in the forest, with Griffith wielding his sword and shield to fight with a demonic wolf. The enemy's power was far greater than Griffith's. Even though he was fully armed, the trainee knight still felt that he was no match for this monster.
The formation was in chaos, and the long sword could not seriously damage the tough fur of the demon wolf. Shutoral was beaten back in the blink of an eye.
Griffith yelled inwardly regretfully. If it weren't for protecting the girls behind him, Shutoral wouldn't subconsciously form a dense formation to meet the enemy. The most correct way to fight is to divide into multiple three-person groups and pull together Yu Dou. At least some of the people should be spread out. Once the armor-piercing spear hits, it is enough to kill these monsters.
However, the incident happened so suddenly that no one reacted, especially Griffith, who subconsciously fought in a dense formation and was hit head-on by the demon wolf.
After a round of frontal charges, although the remaining people still stood at their posts, the battle had become a desperate resistance.
The wolves came and went in a hurry, they penetrated Shutoral's battle line, and after a brief confrontation, they galloped away. Although they did not take prisoners when they broke through the trainee knight formation, they were almost unscathed when they broke through the formation.
The demon wolf actually did not engage in a close melee, but accelerated to distance itself and ran to the distance to regroup. With such a huge advantage, they actually want to charge again! Where did you learn this trick! Shameless!
what to do? Griffith looked around anxiously and saw a path surrounded by low hills and rocks not far away in the northeast. It should be possible to escape from the Whispering Forest in that direction. No matter what, it would be better than standing still.
"Everyone retreat, enter the narrow passage in the northeast, and take up positions there!" Griffith shouted. But the scene was out of control. Midianmeier was rushing to rescue Ophelia who was knocked away, while Murat and several others desperately picked up pieces of bent shields.
The organization of Griffith Battle Group has been exhausted.
"Everyone retreat!" Sonia's clear voice suddenly rang out in the chaotic crowd, "I want to freeze the actions of these monsters. Everyone, run towards the narrow path to the northeast!"
No one responded. Everyone who had endured a round of charges was already panicking. Those who were not panicked were already preparing for the final fight.
"I gave the order as a former enemy committee member to take the wounded and retreat to the narrow channel in the northeast. I will come to the rear." Sonia's usually soft voice became stern, "This is Sonia de Lamore's decision. Excuting an order!"
In fact, the former enemy committee members do not have the right to give orders, they must make collective decisions. However, no one here cared about this. Those who could still fight carried the wounded on their backs and ran together towards the narrow forest passage not far away.
The demon wolves were howling. They discovered that the human formation had collapsed and immediately pursued them. Sonia retreated outside the entrance of the narrow passage, closed her eyes, waved her wand and began to chant with concentration.
"Expand Frost Configuration 6; Shape, Spike;
"Expand Storm Configuration 2: Aggregation, Catharsis."
The last spell in a row will almost certainly fail due to the cooldown rule, or even both. But Sonia was still chanting rapidly.
Although I can't do anything about high-level frost enchantments, overlapping enchantments can simulate similar effects. My chant this time will definitely have the special effect of double casting, I have no doubt about it. If it fails, it doesn't matter. So, what is there to hesitate about?
Goddess of good luck, please grant me your favor! Sonia's bright eyes suddenly opened, blooming with particle-like dazzling light.
"I am a mysterious, elegant and inviolable magician, tremble under my majesty!"
Her wand was filled with light,
"Twin Magic Spells, Imitation, extreme cold - Blizzard!"
The dark forest made a tearing sound, and the howling north wind stirred up the ice that filled the sky, wreaking havoc with Sonia's position as the core. She bet on luck and the spell was successful.
The front two of the charging wolves were immediately swept up by the ice that was like three thousand sharp blades, tearing their fur and breaking their bones, and were thrown far away from the core of the ice storm amidst howling sounds. Their kind stopped in horror.
The students who had just escaped into the narrow passage looked back in panic and ran away.
This is a blizzard that can only be created by a high-level mage. Although I don’t know how Sonia did it, she must be unable to move during this period. She must continue to inject spiritual power to maintain the terrifying ice storm. The time for the final moment to arrive is measured in seconds. Countdown to the unit.
Swift winds and ice crystals roared and raged around Sonia. Soon, her singing became more and more rapid and weak, as if she would faint at any time.
Talent and hard work cannot change the disadvantages of sequence level. Before Sonia was promoted to sequence 8 scholar, her mental strength was not enough to support long-term chanting or multiple continuous spell castings.
Her remaining combat time is measured in seconds.
Hold on for a while longer... Sonia struggled desperately to maintain consciousness, but her brain gradually became blurry.
Ah~ This time, it's already midnight. My father and mother must have just come back from the banquet, and my brother must have sneaked out again. They don't come to see me either.
In these final moments, Sonia thought of her family. However, although she misses them very much, what she is more concerned about at this moment is that once the guidance is stopped, the curse that hinders the movement of the demon wolf will end.
Before she lost consciousness, Sonia hoped to let everyone escape as far as possible. As for what will happen next...it doesn't make much difference to me anyway.
The final magic spell in life is a great success, which is still very good!
…
"Pa!" A firm big hand patted Sonia's shoulder, causing the weak girl to stagger and almost fall to the ground. The spell ended suddenly, and Sonia found herself pushed to a big tree, with a broad back blocking her face.
"Griffith?"
"That's almost it. Everyone has run away. It's their problem if they can't run far." Griffith held a sword and shield in front of Sonia. "Then we have to think about how to let the two of us persevere. "
"How did you get here? Why weren't you hurt by the storm?"
"I'm right behind you," Griffith pointed to a patch of dry land on the ground. "The center of your storm is unaffected."
ah! I didn't even notice. Sonia sighed, rubbed her forehead and said reproachfully: "Didn't I tell you, hey, forget it..."
We can't hold on for long, we can't stop the attack of the demon wolves at all. Although they are not extraordinary creatures, they have already crushed humans with their physical strength and madness... Sonia bit her lip lightly, wanting to say something but didn't know. Where to start.
In front of the two of them, three burly and terrifying demon wolves came over immediately after the chanting ended. Their movements are vigorous and agile, and even if they are corrupted and corrupted, they still have the grace and pride of a superior predator.
"My, my mental energy is almost exhausted," Sonia tried hard not to faint. "It's useless to drink the vitality potion again. I just drank it not long ago and it still needs to cool down."
"I know," Griffith's tone was calm, "Hide behind me and I will fulfill my mission until the last moment."
In fact, there is no point in hiding. Griffith may be able to hold on for a while longer, but as long as the magic wolf launches a charge, I can count down to myself.
However, now that he is here, there are two final options. Is this all destiny?
Sonia gasped softly, as if she had made up her mind. She approached the trainee knight and put her hand on his arm:
"Griffith, the moment of decision has come."
Her golden hair was blown by the strong wind and draped over her shoulders, and her blue eyes were shrouded in exhaustion, but she did not flinch.
Griffith seemed to have an illusion. He had seen this scene before.
The demon wolf charges and the final battle is about to begin.
Griffith's eyes widened and he hurriedly turned forward. He wanted to see the end of himself with his own eyes and see which monster killed him.
Suddenly, he heard clear and melodious words coming from behind again, reaching straight to his soul.
"God of contract and notarization,
"Guardian of order,
“Witnesses of the eternal balance,
“I beg you to hear and respond, to bear witness to our oath!”
Sonia, whose mental power was almost dry, opened the golden bracelet on her wrist. Invisible elements and breath suddenly surged in the air, and spiritual energy echoed in Griffith's heart.
It was as if he could hear Sonya's voice without using his ears.
"Griffith Blanton, from this moment on,
"Your sword is with me, your destiny is with me,
"May the sacred contract link our souls!"
This is a soul contract. In a desperate moment, Sonia prayed to the gods to establish a soul contract between her and Griffith, and was waiting for his response.
The claws of the demon wolf had already rushed towards Griffith's face, but a faint golden halo appeared around him and Sonia, and even the claws that could tear steel could not break through. This powerful mutated creature bounced back with a "thud". It was startled and immediately jumped back to dodge.
This is a contract that is being made with the attention of the gods, so how can we allow the world to interfere!
"I accept, Sonia de La Mole," Griffith responded in his heart, and immediately realized that part of his psychic energy was being extracted to the girl, replenishing her strength.
At the same time, Griffith received some knowledge that he did not know.
When the distance between him and Sonia is no more than 5 kilometers, either one of them will not die immediately even if he suffers a fatal wound. As long as the other one is still alive, the contract will create a very high priority shield to protect the injured. The person's life will be saved and he will be protected from harm; the injuries of the protected contractor will also slowly recover.
In addition, through certain physical contact, any person who has entered into a contract can actively extract the other party's spiritual energy to replenish himself or replenish the other party's spiritual energy.
This is an extremely rare high-level contract, simple to make and powerful. But it can only be accomplished if there is a deep trust between the two parties and they pray to the God of Contract and receive His watchful eye.
"So, at this point, the contract has been completed." Sonia responded. Her eyes were full of energy and she fearlessly faced whatever was coming.
The light golden shield protecting the two people disappeared.
Griffith stepped forward with his sword in hand. Although the strength has not increased, the fighting spirit is already boiling. He seemed to be standing under the eagle flag again, fearless, and his mind had never been so clear.
Sonia has stopped extracting his psychic energy and only maintains the minimum requirement. But even so, she can also mobilize the accessories she carries with her, and this time the battle will not be as helpless as before.
"Griffith, my knight," the girl bent down and tore open her long slim skirt and tied it around her waist, "Please fight without any reservations or scruples!
"Show me, show the world your true power!"
