"Mango, behind!"

A shout brought the magic mango back into reality. The fire that penetrated the window from the nailed wooden board no longer swayed, and the figures were gathered together. A sharp sword flashed with cold light and reflected into his vision.

Magic Mango suddenly shook his sword and blocked it. A spark exploded from the darkness. When a loud noise made his arms numb. The gray knight attacked again, and his eyes were cold and sharp under the gap in his helmet. An arrow flew in the other direction, hitting his shoulder armor, and a dark golden light was emitted.

The impact force made the gray knight tilt. Magic Mango seized this opportunity and didn't care about half of his body being numb. The power enhancement plug-in and the quick burst plug-in were activated with all their strength. He rushed to push his right shoulder and elbow against the gray knight.

With a muffled sound, the force suddenly increased by two or three times, lifted the gray knight away, hit a wall, and flew out with a scattered brick, falling into a piece of smoke and dust.

Magic Mango felt a tingling pain in his right shoulder and arm, as if his bones were broken. He gritted his teeth and took two steps back, and sent the little girl who was protecting his left hand back: "Take them away and walk through the back door."

"There are people behind us, we can't leave."

"You have to leave if you can't leave." Magic Mango turned around and stared at his companion

The man put down the longbow in his hand, licked his chapped lips, and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Magic Mango suddenly felt that the little hand was holding his hand tightly, lowered his head, and saw the little girl holding him and seemed unwilling to leave.

He was stunned for a moment, but he pulled out his hand resolutely and used a little force to pull out his hand.

He looked at the little girl who was looking at him with a panic look. He felt soft and stretched out his hand, gently stroked the hair on her temples, and said softly: "Go, go, leave this place with them, with your family."

He gently wiped the other person's dirty face with his hand and smiled: "Don't worry about us, we can still be resurrected."

The little girl blinked and looked at him, her eyes as clear as the stream in the mountains.

"Sir..." The little girl's father protected her wife and daughter and looked at them with some emotion.

But Magic Mango waved his hand, and before the other party could finish his words, he stood up, waved his hand gently to his companions, and signaled them to take the little girl's family to leave.

"Hurry up, I can help you with a little while here, but don't expect it to be too long."

The sound of fighting at the other side of the gate disappeared.

The repelled gray knight attacked in again, and even the figure of mercenaries appeared outside the big hole that had been knocked open on the wall before.

Seeing this scene, the companions nodded, protected the little girl and the owner of the house and retreated to the second floor along the stairs, and watched as this side disappeared in that direction in one step and three times.

The magical mango bent down and picked up the sword he had bounced away with his slightly numb right hand. The communication crystal on his chest flashed and disappeared in the darkness, and many different sounds were coming from the communication channel.

It was each other calling, confirming the location, confirming the enemy, and supporting each other. The power of the closest recruiter to them had appeared outside the town, but it was still too far away from here.

He told those people that he would be resurrected, but resurrection was surrounded by numerous encirclements and had no hope of survival.

The people of the Crow Claw Temple had burned the temple and killed all the clergy, who were the followers of the saints of the darkness - the believers of the gods of Orin were their irreconcilable enemies.

Then he heard a somewhat strange voice coming from the communication channel:

"This is Brig Breaker, which is broadcasting to the entire Northland-"

"I am the appointed commander of the White Snow, Silver Weislan for this battle."

After that sound, more sounds came:

"I am the Skylark, the highest person in charge of the Silver Forest Spear in this battle."

"Chen Muyun, the commander of the second detachment of the Xingmen Port Fleet in Yunmenghai, the squadron commander, on behalf of the Xingmen Port Army, issued a conscript to the entire northern border—"

Those many voices gathered together in the communication channel into a torrent:

"Reinforcements have arrived in the northern border, repeated once, reinforcements have arrived in the northern border—"

"The fleet will enter the northern battlefield from Charter City-Olken. Next, we will send beacons and ask all units on the battlefield to move closer to the above two coordinates."

"If there is a guild moving towards the scorched land, or the southern part of the Orken Swamp, please turn north and move closer to us. If you are in war, mark the strike area for us."

"Next, we will ensure that Charter City-Elpahin Corridor is cleared, and everyone is close to this area and work together with us..."

The magic mango knocked on the crystal on his chest and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The reinforcements had arrived, but they were still too far away from them.

He raised the sword in his hand and stood on the stairs. Facing the mercenaries surrounding him, the gray knight behind him looked in this direction and shouted something in a muffled voice, roughly making him surrender.

But a roar overshadowed the voice of the gray knight. The magic mango widened his eyes and saw several figures flying past the big hole on the wall, mixed with surging smoke and dust, and flying sand.

A terrifying scream came from outside the door, which caused the mercenaries in the house. The gray knights couldn't help but look in that direction. However, with a loud bang, the wall on the right of the house cracked open under the gaze of magic mango. An ice puppet with cold air all over the body smashed the wall with a punch and penetrated half of the body from outside.

The bursting stones shot into the crowd, and instantly knocked down a large number of mercenaries. The ice golem strided forward, and as the ground slight swayed, he stepped on a fallen mercenary. The sound of metal deformation even overshadowed the dying wailing.

The gray knights were shocked and drew their swords to face that direction, but from the smoke that spread outside the smashed wall, a calm voice came in first:

"Detection of metal, flame melting gold, strike!"

An invisible ripple pushed away the rising smoke and dust and spread from outside the wall to the inside of the house. When it swept through the swords in the hands of the gray knights, the sword body made by Hangang immediately became bright, as if it was red gold from the inside out.

The gray knights screamed and subconsciously threw away the long sword in their hands. A dark red mark was left on their dark metal guards at this moment.

Before the thrown sword fell, a strong wind suddenly swept into the outside of the house, hitting the long swords and slamming them into the chest of its original owner.

With a few muffled sounds, the gray knights standing there immediately fell down.

Before they could get up, they rushed in from the smoke and dust outside the door, and lined up in a row by the wall, placing their bows and arrows, and a rain of arrows came.

The mercenaries immediately screamed and covered their necks and fell down. Seeing that the rest of them were not doing well, they rolled and crawled out of the house.

Magic Mango looked at this scene blankly until he saw the rangers holding longbows and walked into a young man in a robe.

The other party raised his head and looked at him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Sword of Kuilin?"

Magic Mango nodded: "You are... Northland Hunter Guild, why are you here so quickly?"

But the young man looked at him and shook his head.

"Tapolis Oak Knights," replied the other party: "Zi Feiyu."

"It's you..." Magic Mango suddenly opened his mouth wide: "You are the redeemed ones!?"

He had heard of the names of these people, but when they called for the callers of the entire northern border in Gray Owl Town, the Sword of Quilin did not respond.

But the Crow Claw Temple did not give them a chance to choose. When the Grey Knight defeated the rebels of the Grey Owl Town outside Gula Harbor and trapped the other party to death in Ash Tree Ridge, he turned to deal with them.

Magic Mango asked himself if he had regretted the decision of the day, but he didn't know whether he could say it or not was too much regret - but even if they responded to the call, would the result be different?

But I didn't expect that in the end, the redeemed people would save the Sword of Kuilin - the Guild that saved their guild.

He moved his mouth, but for a moment he couldn't think of what to say.

At this time, a cheerful voice came in from outside the house: "Zi Feiyu, is there anyone inside?" It was the voice of a girl. Magic Mango saw a round face and a long light golden hair walking in from outside with a sword.

When the other party saw him, he was stunned for a moment, then showed his snow-white teeth and smiled: "Is he a friend of the Sword of Kuilin? Yugudora, the situation is urgent now, we may have to borrow the supplies from your guild warehouse."

What is that?

The other party saved the Sword of Kuilin, and the Magic Mango nodded without thinking.

He put one hand on the communication crystal in front of his chest, and was listening to the sounds circling inside, which came from the entire northern border, from all guilds, and from every caller.

"Northland Roaring Guild, have you seen us?"

"Brother, I saw you, thank you for help..."

"Don't be polite, you guys prepare for it, we will find an opportunity to launch a counterattack!"

"Okay, watch out for the people in the Crow Claw Temple are retreating."

"We saw it, bite them and go to the north."

Countless communications, countless inquiries, thousands of words and ten thousand words converge into the same meaning - go to the north and head to Charter City-Olken Passage.

Their reinforcements had arrived, Silver Weislan, Silver Forest Spear, and Xingmen Port had joined the war.

The situation in the northern border has changed, and the callers who are in their own battles seem to have regained hope from desperate situations.

The gray knights under the Crow Claw Temple and the mercenaries found that the front of the defense line they were launching to attack became extremely solid, and the scattered summoners actually launched a counterattack on them.

They thought they were fanatical believers, but the other party was more likely to be killed in battle than they did in the future, as if life itself was meaningless.

All the other party pursues is sacrifice and victory.

The Grey Knights were shaken for the first time. They could not have an absolute advantage in military strength. What they were looking for was initiative on the battlefield, but this initiative was changing hands.

In Elpahin's Crystal Tower, the young man, under the custody of a group of alliance officials, listened to the sound coming from the public channel with a gloomy expression:

"All the callers and fellow citizens of the entire northern border, this is not a request, but an order, and your response to your own glory and your call to identity."

"We ask you to fulfill your commitment and do everything possible to participate in this battle, from Gula to Elpahin, to attack the dark believers in every war zone."

"We ask you to give up everything and protect this world from falling into the flames of war. We ask you to give everything to yourself, the glory of the chosen one, and the destiny of mankind."

"This battle is code-named Star Gate, and from now on, we will launch a call to everyone."

The young man listened to the answering sounds coming from the public channel, from the twenty-two large guilds in the north, thousands of adventure groups of all sizes, punched the crystal and closed the sound.

"This must be the fleet that escaped from Port Gula," the Union officials looked at each other and whispered: "We can't let them go."

"If the entire northern border is mobilized, the more than 200,000 candidates in the northern border will be a very terrifying force and will cause chaos."

"Don't worry," the young man turned his head and replied in a low voice: "They don't have this opportunity."

He gritted his teeth and replied word by word: "Since my father dared to let the military enter the venue, he made complete preparations. The curtain has fallen and he will never go back to the past."

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The leader of the Knights of Passionate Heart was staring at the wonders of the night sky.
To be continued...