Joining

"Kill the enemy!"

After shouting the Knight's oath, Lan Nuo took the lead and charged into the vast battlefield below.

He passed Angel fighting valiantly, charged past Giant wielding massive shields, walked under the wings of Dragon, passed through ranks of Human Race Warrior, and galloped under the cover of a rain of Elf arrows...

He arrived at the center of the battlefield, surrounded by enemies, but also by his comrades and fellow soldiers.

He pierced a Defiled World enemy who had just emerged from the endless gray fog of the Defiled World with his spear, and with Holiness power, melted him into holy light.

Then, without stopping, they charged towards another enemy.

Fight here.

He felt that his strength far exceeded what he had ever had. The Divine Mountain beneath his feet was giving him a boost to his physique, Golden Great Sun in the sky shone on him, making the tip of his spear forever sharp enough to pierce through any defense!

"The Emperor Lord Yuanshi strengthened my physique, His Majesty the Emperor of Humanity strengthened my fighting spirit, and my Lord bestowed upon me the direction of my faith!"

"Under the Holiness Platinum light, I shall bravely fight the enemy!"

He was tireless and unafraid of injury.

They soon joined forces with the Holiness Warrior of the Samira Warband and fought side by side.

One day, two days... ten days.

One month, two months... one year.

His figure gradually blended into the Holiness army, becoming one with all those fighting here.

until.

The enemies of this Defiled World slowly retreated like the tide, and this wave of battle finally came to an end.

As he wearily leaned on his spear, he knelt amidst the mountains of corpses Blood Sea.

At this moment.

A Fourteen-Winged Female Angel, her clothes stained with blood and exuding a murderous aura, walked up to him, lifted her Platinum helmet to reveal her beautiful face, and spoke to him.

"Knight, tell me your name!"

"Lan Nuo... Lan Nuo Pierre, sir."

He struggled to lift his head and saw the beautiful Angel reaching out her hand.

"Welcome to my warband, Knight Lan Nuo!"

"I am Samira, your commander, and also your comrade-in-arms who will fight alongside you for countless days and nights to come."

"I've seen everything you've done. Stand up, Lan Nuo, come back with us and let us welcome you!"

"Yes, Lady Samira!"

Lan Nuo placed his hand in hers and stood up.

Instantly.

around.

The Angel and Warrior of all other races cheered.

"Welcome to the team, Knight Lan Nuo!"

The atmosphere at the scene surprised and delighted him.

He glanced around briefly.

He noticed that everyone was giving him kind looks.

Fighting side by side is the best way to bring people closer together.

Because they once shared life and death here, and they will continue to do so in the future!

At that moment, his sense of belonging to the battle group surged to its fullest extent.

At this moment.

The Twelve-Winged Angel, Miqili, who had led him to the battlefield, also stepped forward, followed by a red-haired boy.

"Lan Nuo, congratulations on gaining the leader's approval. By the way, you're a Knight, do you need a mount?"

"Mount?"

Lan Nuo, puzzled, answered cautiously.

"If I had a powerful mount, my strength could indeed be increased to another level."

"Hey-hey!"

Upon hearing this, Miqili laughed and pulled the red-haired boy next to her in front of her, teasing him.

"Look, this is a Star-Encircled Red Dragon, it'll be your mount!"

The red-haired boy was stunned for a moment, then his face immediately turned furious, and the ten red stars floating behind him were boiling!

"Damn you, Miqili! Don't think that just because you're not Angel I won't breathe Dragon King's Fire on you!"

"Hey, don't be so stingy! What's wrong with letting Lan Nuo ride one? Our chapter doesn't even have Dragon Knight yet!"

Miqili spoke nonchalantly.

"Miqili, I am the Dragon King, the Dragon King!"

"Within my veins flows the divine blood of the Platinum Dragon God and the Colorless Dragon Mother; within my inherited bloodline is engraved the ancestral form of the great Star-Encircled Dragon King; my..."

The red-haired boy roared.

But he hadn't finished his roar.

The rest of the band gathered around and laughed.

"Haha, Hadiroll, Miqili's suggestion isn't entirely out of the question."

He saw that everyone was supporting him.

Miqili became even more cheerful, waving her hand as if in resignation.

"See, that's what everyone says."

"Damn you, Miqili, you fallen Angel! You're awful! I can't possibly be your mount!"

The red-haired boy became even angrier, his face turning bright red.

"When we get back to our base in the lake, I'll challenge you to a duel!"

So what if I've fallen into depravity!

Miqili said indifferently.

"Fallen Angel were born into my ancestral lineage."

"Besides, you yourself said you'd use it as a mount."

The red-haired boy was taken aback by what he heard, and his voice trembled slightly.

"When did I ever say you shouldn't make up facts?"

"Hmph, when you first came, you said you could be my mount."

"Could it be that you don't want to be Lan Nuo's mount, but rather the captain's mount?!"

This seemed to strike a chord deep within the red-haired boy's heart.

He jumped up suddenly and began to ramble incoherently.

"Damn you, Miqili, you really deserve to die! How could you say something like that without any restraint? You're an Angel, Angel!"

"Hehe, I hit the nail on the head, didn't I?"

Miqili laughed and was about to continue teasing him.

And at this time...

Battle Leader Samira quickly interrupted her.

"Alright, Miqili, stop teasing Hadiroll."

"The battle is over. Let's quickly clean up the battlefield, rebuild the defenses, and wait for the rotating troops to arrive before heading back."

"Also, take away the Angel Heart and souls of the fallen, and compile a list of the most severely wounded Warrior."

"Most importantly, remember to record the names and deeds of those companions who couldn't leave behind their souls and Angel Heart. When we return, I want to have them all engraved on their tombstones."

"Yes."

Upon hearing Samira's words...

The Holiness Warrior fell silent and began to quietly collect the bodies and souls of their comrades.

In this battle.

Although the Paradise Mountain side had the advantage, with the support of the Golden Great Sun and the Yuanshi Divine Mountain, and their Holy School power was even quite effective against the Turbid Defiled World.

However, the number of enemies in this Defiled World was too large, and casualties were inevitable.

The Angel Heart most fallen Angel and the souls of other races who died in battle still remain.

They will be sent to the rear, where they will be resurrected and reborn.

Moreover, they may not be able to be revived immediately and will need to be treated in a queue.

Because too many people died in the battle.

Besides these, a small number of Angel and Holiness Warrior will still have their Angel Heart and souls shattered, making them difficult to revive unless Lord of Heaven Yuliel intervenes personally.

However, Lord of Heaven, facing the suppression of the ten Defiled King, was unable to intervene at this moment.

Just as everyone was preparing to obey the orders of the battle leader, Samira.

The endless, turbid Defiled World suddenly surged with boundless waves, like an incomparably terrifying entity rising up in this endless gray sea.