Alien Knights - Chapter 748

Twilight West City, the southern line of defense.

Randall, wearing a keel armor, shuttled among the soldiers of the Holy Order, walking all the way towards the collapsed tower.

Along the way, the Crusaders looked at him with many different eyes.

Some people are curious, some admire, and some dislike it.

But it is undeniable that Randall’s experience, throughout the entire Twilight West City, can not be described as an exaggeration with the word legend.

However, in the face of these priests, Randall never thought of stopping. He had only one idea now-to see his wife as soon as possible.

Walking into the square behind the tower, hundreds of makeshift tents staggered in the middle of the earthquake.

Carefully jumping over the wide and deep potholes on the ground, Randall went straight to a tent, took out the cloak he had prepared, and said, “It’s me.”

A weak female voice sounded later: “Come in.”

put on the cloak and walked into the tent. Several female elf physicians were preparing for the birth delivery ceremony. Barbara was lying on a bed of cotton cloth fixed on the ground, with beads of sweat on her head.

Randall nodded at the female elf physicians, casting grateful eyes.

No one paid attention to him, everyone was still doing his own thing.

A little embarrassed Randall knelt down beside Barbara, put on the sterilized gloves, and gently wiped the sweat from the latter’s forehead: “How is it?”

Barbara: “I know it’s been a long time, but it’s not yet time…”

Randall: “You can stay in Twilight City, where there are better medical facilities. After all, this is a battlefield.”

Barbara shook her head and said, “This is something I can do. I can’t stay behind and hide behind you.”

Randall sighed slightly and said, “There is good news. The earthquake has stopped and the sea has gradually calmed down.”

Barbara looked up through the hole in the tent, and the **** sky illuminated the entire tent in a weird red.

Barbara looked at Randall and said, “But, it’s not over yet, right?”

Randall gently hugged Barbara in his arms and whispered: “The Dragon God is protecting us, everything will be fine.”

The two cuddled together, ignoring the attention of those around them, as if the whole world only left them two.

A dull voice broke the silence.

“We brought some gifts to Miss Barbara, should they put them here? Or?”

Barbara heard the owner of the voice-Orc Carroll.

Barbara nodded towards Randall, who said to the outside of the tent, “Come in.”

Carol outside the tent hesitated for a moment, and whispered: “We just got off the battlefield, and we haven’t had time to clean it…”

Barbara whispered again: “Come in.”

Carol and Aldenan, all covered in blood, walked into the tent cautiously, and under the warning gaze of the female elf physicians, they stopped at the door obediently, never daring to move forward.

put the honey, goat’s milk and fruit carefully aside, and Carol said to Randall: “The doctor said that these are beneficial to Barbara’s recovery.”

Barbara tried to open her eyes and asked Carol, “Why are you here?”

Aldernan said, “We were assigned the cleaning and search work in the lower city, so we stopped by.”

Carroll glanced at Barbara who was pale, tried his best to turn his head, and whispered, “Let’s wait outside.”

After finishing speaking, the orc walked straight out of the tent.

Aldernan shrugged at Randall and walked out.

Barbara looked at the back of the two leaving, gently squeezed Randall’s hand, and whispered: “Go, do what you should do.”

Randall nodded, stood up, and watched the female elf physician gather around Barbara, wipe and disinfect the latter again, then silently walked to the door and opened the curtain.

A female elf physician followed Randall to the door, stopped the latter and said: “Mr. Quinn, I have a question I must ask you now.”

Randall: “Please speak.”

Female Elf Doctor: “Your wife’s body is very weak, especially her heart… Procreation is a very dangerous thing for her. I hope you are mentally prepared.”

Randall’s heart tightened, and he nodded slightly.

Female Elf Physician: “In case, I mean in case… your wife’s physical condition cannot continue to complete the childbirth, do you want to choose your wife or your child?”

Randall clenched his hands into fists, his teeth clenched together, and his whole body froze there.

These few seconds are as long as a century.

Finally, Randall uttered a difficult sentence from his mouth: “If necessary, I am willing to give up the child.”

The female elf physician looked at Randall, her face slightly moved, but soon, she nodded vigorously, turned and returned to the tent.

By making this decision, Randall seemed to be drained of energy.

He leaned on the flagpole, looked up at the blood-colored sky, and sighed deeply.

Before he sighed for too long, a harsh and rapid alarm rang through the entire southern defense line.

The alarm bell was so rapid that the ringer panicked and even forgot the signal.

Looking at the hustle and bustle of the camp, Randall took off his cloak and strode towards the tower in a meteor.

Before leaving, he glanced at the white tent for the last time, where everything about him was.

Coming to the tower of the southern line of defense, Randall saw Carroll and Aldenan.

Seemingly seeing the doubt in Randall’s eyes, Carroll said: “The situation is urgent. The Shaman Association and the Knights issued an order ~www.mtlnovel.com~All combat personnel to enter the combat position urgently.”

Hearing this unusual order, Randall frowned deeply: “Fight nearby? How urgent is the situation? Isn’t it even possible to complete the basic line configuration?”

Carroll stepped aside and said to Randall, “Look at it.”

Randall walked to the window of the tower and looked into the distance, taking a breath.

On the plains south of the west city at dusk, there are densely packed with dead spirits everywhere, and you can’t see it at a glance.

Randall shouted in surprise: “Didn’t they retreat?”

Carroll: “As you can see, they are back.”

Aldernan pretended to be calm and smiled: “It’s like a fly in the back kitchen.”

Randall held the window sill with both hands and looked at the ant-like army of undead people on the ground: “There are hundreds of thousands, no, hundreds of thousands…maybe more.”

Carroll added: “The same goes for the Eastern Defense Line. The dead are spread all over the land… Plains, forests, lakes, hills, everywhere.”

Randall carefully looked at the necromancers that kept marching towards Twilight City, and found that there were the lower necromancers, alien necromen Named necromancer.

Randall muttered to himself: “The first attack of the undead was only a test. Is this time their total attack?”

Carroll mentioned the giant axe and the tower shield: “No matter what they do here, the resting place is their only destination.”

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