This sword must not fall into the hands of the grey God.

At this time, Saint Khan was staring at the creation sword on Miss Feng's back.

In the prophecy, anyone could become a savior, and St. Khan thought he had been tested by enough faith.

"Do you want to try?" Qing, who saw the saint Khan's mind, said that anyone who can release the power of the creation sword is the Savior.

Saint Khan nodded heavily. With the sign of Qing's eyes, the sword of creation was handed over to Saint Khan.

When holding the sword of creation with both hands, the excitement in Saint Khan's heart was indescribable.

However, when the sword of creation in his hand did not respond, the holy Khan's heart was cold again, and the color of distress floated in his words.

"Don't be discouraged. It's not so easy to be a savior." Qingfu said.

"Nothing. If people like me can become saviors, the dark world will not usher in light." Saint Khan smiled bitterly and said to Qing that he would try his best to protect them. If he got there, Qing Ke would leave quickly with the creation sword.

"I will cover you." With that, Saint Khan turned and left the room. In the fortress, everyone's heart almost reached his throat, and the roaring of fierce animals echoed around him made people even more scared.

Among the more than 1000 survivors of the fortress, only more than 100 are really soldiers. Only a few dozen knights, formerly known as the Royal Knights of Shengfeng ancient country, can really be regarded as elite.

St. Khan led all the knights to dismount and climb the castle wall, and the rest of the soldiers also guarded around.

A large number of mortals gathered in the arsenal. They received weapons and equipment from here, but they didn't even know how to wear armor.

At this time, ye Chen and Miss Feng also came here.

"Little sister, Miss Qing will be under your protection." Ye Chen tells Feng, and this is what Miss Feng thinks. The last thing she wants is to fight.

"I'll take care of everything!" Miss Feng said happily.

Ye Chen entered the weapons warehouse. Because his identity with Miss Feng had been spread in the castle before, almost all survivors knew that ye Chen was a Templar.

Templar warriors are known as the most powerful warriors in the world. They are highly skilled in martial arts and have very strong beliefs.

So when ye Chen arrived, even those experienced soldiers saluted Ye Chen and showed their respect.

Ye Chen made a big turn in the arsenal, and picked the weapons he had, but he didn't wear any armor.

Even the refined steel and iron armour can't resist the attack of fierce beasts. The same is true of weapons. The best weapons can't pierce the shell of fierce beasts.

After a long round, ye Chen could only take the limbs taken from the monster as a weapon again.

When ye Chen came to the city wall, he could see the galloping cavalry from afar.

"When a wolf rides, it is a very ferocious beast under its crotch, and it is a fallen warrior who steps on it." Saint Khan pointed to the galloping cavalry in the distance.

Saint Khan especially introduced a knight with black heavy armor to Ye Chen, whose crotch was a war horse with only a skeleton left.

"That's the fallen knight. His mount is fearless and tireless, and can always keep charging. The knight on the mount was once the strongest soldier in the world, and it is likely that he was a demigod before." The saint Khan murmured, no doubt it was their most troublesome enemy.

"It means that if we can kill him, our pressure will be much less?" Ye Chen wondered.

"Yes, the rest of the degenerates will be afraid like us, and will quickly make choices in the face of disadvantages, that is, they will fight to the death only in the face of absolute advantages, which means that when they start attacking us, they will have absolute advantages." The saint Khan nodded.

Ye Chen understands that this group of guys do not fight uncertain battles. When they attack, it is often a decisive moment.

"The scouts returned that only such a cavalry team came. If we can kill him, we will have a respite for the time being." Said Saint Khan.

"Tell me about your plan." Ye Chen asked aloud when he saw that the saint Khan frowned and thought, and asked Ye Chen for his eyes.

"I need you to stay and guard the castle instead of me. I know you are not a Templar, but my men all think you are a Templar. Now a Templar can bring them much more encouragement than my prince." Saint Khan clapped heavily on Ye Chen's shoulder.

Although the holy Khan knew that ye Chen was not a Templar, it can be seen from Qingna's trust in Ye Chen that ye Chen was also a tested warrior.

"I don't think you are his opponent." Ye Chen just glanced at it and knew that there was a big gap between the saint Khan and the fallen Knights below.

"Don't forget that my holy front ancient country also has the blood of the protoss, and my holy Khan is also a demigod." Saint Khan showed some confidence in ye chenzhan, but ye Chen could see that Saint Khan was not very sure about it.

"All right." Ye Chen nodded slowly. There were many wolves under the fallen knight, so let the saint Khan delay the opportunity and try his best to kill more wolves.

The singing of Qing can not bring any blessing to the soldiers of the castle, but it can eliminate their fear. Mortals care more about their own beliefs than practitioners. Without enough powerful power, relying on their own beliefs is one of the survival abilities.

Outside the castle, the number of wolves is only 30. But if it is a battle on the plain, even a thousand heavily armed soldiers are not its opponents.

Even the most elite Royal cavalry knights in the castle are by no means the opponents of these terrible wolves. Only by relying on the terrain can the castle have the power to fight with them.

A creepy low hiss sounded. If Qing's singing can add courage to the soldiers of the castle, the low hiss is like the low cry of death, which can directly and fundamentally disintegrate people's will.

"What they need most now is confidence." After some thinking, ye Chen decides not to stick to it. Because even if they can fight again, these wolves can only defend one side when they attack from all sides.

Perhaps, as St. Khan said, this fortress and these 1000 people are the last survivors and resisters in the West. Heroic people should not die like this.

Whoosh!

Ye Chen jumped directly from the city wall. Although the city wall more than two feet high would not kill mortals, mortals would certainly break their legs if they jumped down like this.

"What is he doing?" Saint Khan's face changed greatly, which was different from what he had agreed with Ye Chen before.