Moore swung his long knife and swung it towards Dewey.
In order to make it easier to ride the griffon, Dewey changed into a ranger uniform. As an experienced former ranger company commander, he rolled on the spot quickly and missed the blade in mid-air.
Dodging the blade, Dewey rushed in front of the demon, but was violently kicked by Moore and sent flying backwards, hitting the monument in the center of the square.
The monument was immediately smashed into pieces, and the falling stones buried Dewey underneath.
Under the power of the Great Demon, even the strongest mortal would be kicked to pieces in the internal organs, and would most likely be killed on the spot.
There were not many soldiers left in the square and the civilians in the church all stared nervously at the place where Dewey fell.
The collapsed monument created a thick plume of smoke that was gradually blown away by the wind.
On top of the rubble, a man's figure stood up unsteadily.
The church spire exudes a pale golden light, falling gently on the ruins of the monument.
In a glimmer of light, Dewey stood up with difficulty.
His left arm was severely twisted and deformed, his body was hunched over, his internal organs were broken, blood was pouring out of the corners of his mouth, and most of his face was left with only Mohu's flesh and blood.
One of Dewey's eyes has completely lost sight, but the other one still shines with determination.
The extreme pain and the approach of death did not weaken his will. Under the gaze of his compatriots and comrades behind him, Dewey raised his right hand tremblingly.
Only then did people see clearly that he was holding a piece of blood-stained cloth in his hand.
That was what he risked his life to snatch from the devil.
A fierce hell wind blew in the city, and the ravaged cloth spread out, revealing the emblem of the Silver Star Griffin.
So, after the flagpole fell, Starwind City's flag once again fluttered in the square.
Moore said with disdain: "Human beings are indeed imbecile and inferior creatures. Are you risking death just to pick up that broken flag?"
Every broken muscle in Dewey's body was trembling, and every nerve was screaming in pain. He tried hard to fight against his increasingly groggy consciousness and keep himself from falling.
He tied one end of the flag to his disabled left arm, tied a knot with his right hand and his teeth, and spread the Silver Star Griffin flag.
Then, he picked up the long sword on the ground with his free right hand and took a staggering step forward.
"Devil! I will not allow you to go any further!"
Moore said: "Arrogant human being, do you think you can stop me with your current physical condition?"
Dewey raised his sword and said, "You can give it a try. Come on! Either take my life or be killed by me."
Moore roared with laughter and said: "A fool named Umberto once said something similar, and I took his head without mercy."
Dewey's eyes narrowed suddenly.
At this time, a large number of undead rushed in from the south end of the square.
Under the leadership of the Life-Spinning Spider Woman, the Skeleton Soldiers and Dark Knights began to disperse and clear out the shelters where humans were hiding. The Corpse Witch recited spells to summon the undead. Pick up weapons and join the massacre.
In the sky, a huge skeletal dragon circled and descended from the spire of the crowded church, raising its head to the sky and letting out a frightening roar.
Mullen and Pine looked desperate at the door of the church.
"It's always a waste of time to talk nonsense with you maggots," Moore said impatiently. "The blood feast of Orgas should not be disturbed by the undead."
Moore put his hands on the ground, and the ring formed by the flame mark burned vigorously.
A strong horned devil appeared in the burst of magic fire, jumped up high, and threw down the auxiliary army soldiers in the square.
Subsequently, more and more demons were summoned by Moore and rushed towards Elrath's temple.
The few remaining human soldiers in the square quickly moved toward Dewey and formed a small battle formation.
But this tiny line of defense was broken through in the blink of an eye.
The charging dark knights trampled down the spear-wielding militiamen, and the flying monsters tore apart the auxiliary soldiers.
In the end, Dewey was the only one left standing guard in the square.
In the midst of the chaos, Dewey squeezed out the last bit of vitality from his body and burst out with angry power.
He stabbed out his long sword to kill a monster, and chopped down a skeleton soldier who rushed forward.
Immediately, a shadow suddenly enveloped him.
The great demon Moore looked at Dewey condescendingly, showing a devilish smile. The hell blade drew a line of fire and suddenly fell from the air.
Dewey's figure was also submerged in the tide of demons and undead.
In front of the church door, only Mullen and Pine were left, standing in front of the enemy group as civil servants without any force.
On the spire of the church, a huge bone dragon head looked at the humans hiding inside through the stained glass windows.
The bone dragon waved its bone claws, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in the roof. Colorful glass fragments rained down, and the people in the hall below screamed in extreme terror.
In the corner of the hall, the elderly Charles chanted the incantation of the Holy Light Bullet and held the two children in his arms tightly.
However, the target of his spell attack was not the bone dragon above, but the cluster shadow bomb in the middle of the hall.
As long as the evil spirit steps into the hall where civilians gather, Charles will have no choice.
He could only use the light magic he had studied all his life to bring relief from death to hundreds of compatriots around him.
At this moment, a whispering call sounded in his arms.
"Grandpa Charles, sister Xuerou and Norman are one family. Norman loves you very much, loves you very much..."
Tears suddenly welled up in Charles's old eyes.
...
In the square, Dewey tried his best to dodge with his last breath, but the devil's knife only cut off his right arm.
However, at this time, there was no longer any intact part of his body, not a single inch of muscle that could move.
Dewey lowered his head feebly and whispered words that no one could hear.
"Lord Li Ran, I have completed the duties you gave me... May Elrath witness that we... will fight to the death."
The light and vitality in Dewey's eyes began to dissipate, but his body remained as motionless as a dead tree, standing erect.
At the last moment, only the silver-star gryphon flag wrapped around his shoulders was still floating slowly.
The great demon Moore was very tired of this stone-hard human being. He raised the Hell Blade high, ready to completely crush the man's remains.
--boom!
The blood cloud in the sky above the square suddenly lit up with thunder.
The purple electric light dispersed some of the clouds, causing them to slowly roll up like a whirlpool.
Moore stopped what he was doing in surprise and looked seriously at the direction from which the thunder came.
At this moment, a thicker lightning struck from above the bloody clouds. The majestic aura that seemed to come from eternity attracted the attention of all kinds of evil spirits. The remaining humans in the city also followed the lightning and looked towards the stars. In the center of the Windy City, is the time-space gate that is as tall and majestic as the cathedral.
The space-time gate of Star Wind City, which had been silent for some time, glowed faintly for some reason.
A wide magic curtain aroused in the silver-white ring, and the pure spatial magic power swirled endlessly and violently like cobalt blue waves.
Then, the entire space-time gate emitted a dazzling light of energy, forming a pillar of light that penetrated the clouds and penetrated the sky and the earth.
Chapter 233 The flag that never falls
