The nobles of the allied forces all changed expression at this moment. Chairman Theodore was so anxious that he wanted to throw the shield in his hand to Duke Miller.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Everyone's hearts sank. If Duke Miller died, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous blow.
Yet at this moment, no one could do anything. They could only watch helplessly as it happened.
"Damn, Duke Miller is far too selfless. He actually put himself in danger to save that guy Carlisle!"
Nalant, who had only just recovered his magic power not far away, also witnessed this scene.
He immediately grumbled inwardly.
If it had been him, when it came to someone like Carlisle, he would definitely have chosen to stand by and watch him die.
On the contrary, if Carlisle had suffered disaster, Nalant might even have clapped his hands in celebration.
After all, back in Thorn City, that fellow had joined forces with Eric to make trouble for him.
Still, grumbling was one thing. Now that the one in danger was Duke Miller, Nalant could not simply stand by.
He immediately raised his staff and began casting.
Whoosh!
The instant Nalant swung his staff, the dragon breath in the distance descended as well, finally engulfing Duke Miller.
"Duke Miller!"
At that moment, both the allied nobles and Carlisle, who had just been rescued, cried out in alarm.
No one doubted that, without any protection, even a Sky Knight like Duke Miller would be unable to withstand being engulfed by that blazing dragon breath.
The final outcome would either be severe injury or immediate death.
"One Sky Knight has finally been dealt with!"
Unlike the nobles, the Pope watching from the castle finally revealed a smile.
Far too many unforeseen twists had occurred in today's battle