Because of this accident, Chen Ran took out his magic calendar for memorables.

The date above has passed two months...

Chen Ran burst into cold sweat.

For the previous compact battle, Chen Ran and others felt that it had only been more than a day, but unexpectedly, it had been two months outside.

Two months concept? Anyway, you can count on people like Chen Ran who are hundreds of thousands of minutes.

Chen Ran was not particularly nervous, but he thought about the blink of an eye and lived dozens of times of life. Anyone would feel a little unhappy. Even though he got what he needed most in the past few months, the last one was simply a shame. He had to find a group of monsters to rise soon. He could not wait to think of taking out the twelve movements of dawn that symbolized the archangel.

Nero was a little weak because of the suffocating sword before, and his body was shaking. After the battle, the symptoms became more and more obvious. She looked pale and obviously needed a good rest.

Indeed, the sword before was too amazing. That sword was definitely the strongest blow Chen Ran had ever seen. He was tired with the oath of victory. His light was no longer bright at the beginning and was replying.

"Hurry... take me to the border..."

Even though Nero was so weak, she still couldn't forget the dangers of the country. In two months, without Nero's leadership and the protection of the Battle of the Seven Dragons, it was a great test for the border.

As soon as Nero took a step, his eyes suddenly turned black and he staggered forward. If Chen Ran went forward, he would steadily hold Nero in his arms. This would probably have an intimate contact with the ground.

Chen Ran kindly said, "Don't you take a break?"

"No," Nero shook his head, "I really don't have the energy to rest without knowing the safety of the border."

"Okay," Chen Ran sighed helplessly, saying to Nero, I try to go to the British border as quickly as possible. You can rest on it for a while, and you performed well with the sword before."

"Thanks."

Nero's mind was not at these moments at this moment. Once these workaholics found their place, they were more crazy than anyone else.

Looking at Ali and Akasha with fatigue on their faces, Chen Ran shrugged.

Ah Li replied to the loli form, lowered her two fox ears, and was not very energetic, while Ahkasha was better. After all, the blood clan cared about blood and energy, not based on fatigue value. He probably was much better than Chen Ran.

As for Chen Ran, he had solved a series of levels in the Seven Killing Dragon Formation. While the continuous high critical strikes made him overdraw his spirit, he also consumed a lot of magic power. He could only take advantage of the flying chariot on the earth to get a little bit of energy.

Turning on the chariot on the earth, Chen Ran took the three girls and flew towards the imperial border guards guided by Nero at the same time...

...

It was in a city on the British border, and war was burning, and more than a thousand knights fled on the avenue.

Their military uniforms, unified as the blue sword flag of Britain's beautiful armor, but these knights seemed to face the biggest crisis ever.

The formations of this group of knights were scattered, and many of them were seriously injured, stained with dust and blood.

Behind them was a group of countless beasts, sitting on the Kodo beasts, sabre-toothed beasts, and velocity beasts. On them were strong orcs such as lions, dog-headed men, ape-man, and the murderous orcs were chasing their prey like crazy.

These creatures all come from the orc country adjacent to Britain. These orcs are not like the natural cursed mutant races like werewolf. Werewolf can freely change the form of beasts and humans, but these guys have beast-headed and human bodies, and are a combination of monsters and humans.

The battle between Britain and the Beast Royal Family has been going on for hundreds of years, especially in the past few decades, the Beast Royal Family has appeared as the most talented Bemon King. Because of its existence, Britain's border defense has been tense for decades.

Especially today, this group of orcs finally broke through one of the most important levels in Britain. With a little rectification, their army can advance straight, making a crucial step to level the human empire next.

This group of failed warriors faced the most helpless blow in their lives.

Among the fleeing crowd, the sobs of soldiers were faintly heard.

"Don't cry!" Lancelot, the Knights of the Twelve British Round Table, shouted to his men that we are warriors of the Empire, and tears will never be ours!"

"But..." A young high-level knight wiped away the tears of unwillingness from his eyes and said to the general who led the team that Dongulas took advantage of his majesty's disappearance and even wanted to deprive us of the title of Knight of the Round Table, because he was dissatisfied with our choice and did not give us any additional military support. If not, we might be defeated by the orcs..."

The young knight asked in confusion, "You said your Majesty has already..."

"Impossible!" The heroic First Knight instantly rejected this statement. His Majesty knew it. She was our last hope. She must be looking for a way to get us back to glory! Sure!"

As soon as the words were finished, several shadows suddenly shook across the sky.

Lancelot looked into the sky, his face suddenly changed.

"No, it's the Wind Knight!"

In the sky, a group of spearheads sitting on the flying dragons flew over the heads of the knights. On top of them were giant beast hunters who were the orcs who were the best at throwing fire spears.

Orcs chase the ace cavalry and the wind knight!

"Hurry up, raise the shield! Defend the sky! Archer shoots!"

The knights were moving very quickly. When they saw the trolls in the sky, they first raised their casual shield to their heads to guard against the fire spear that shot from the sky.

Although their reaction was already very fast and they were very thorough in the short term, how could those fire spears that fell like rain be so easy to escape?

As the fire spear rain came, a scream of soldiers suddenly sounded. More than a thousand cavalrymen were instantly caught off guard, some of which were penetrated by fire spears, while others fell down because of the stabbing of war horses.

There are harassed wind knights on the side and a large number of orc pursuers behind them. This situation is really bad.

The first knight Lancelot bent his bow and set off an arrow. With the crisp string sound, a cold light flashed by. A troll in the sky suddenly screamed, and his whole body fell from the sky hundreds of meters high, and a pool of blood sauce was thrown out.

But not every archer can have such skills. The sporadic rain of arrows did not cause substantial damage to the troll cavalry who took the initiative in the sky. Instead, the Imperial Knights were rapidly deducting their troops.

"Boss, this won't work, we'll be dragged to death!" Another general told the truth. In this case, there might be several powerful people who can escape, but the entire army...

Lancelot gritted his teeth and forgot it. We can no longer escape. Looking back, let us kill with these beasts! Kill one and count on one!"
Chapter completed!