Five hundred and ninetieth IX straight to Huanglong
This goal sounds simple, but it is by no means easy to achieve.
The moment the evacuation order was issued, the problems of this motley army were completely revealed.
The soldiers dropped what they were holding and started running towards the trailer. Not many people obeyed the commander's orders to form a team, and not many people thought about how to deal with the enemy that was circling above them... Everyone was at the first opportunity,
Entrusting the enemy to the magical monster with a metal structure - anyway, as long as that thing makes a roar, all problems can be solved. Whether it is the undead or anything else, it will be covered by beautiful fireballs...
The next moment, reality caught these naive guys and made them understand with dripping blood that the only person on the battlefield worthy of their new responsibility was themselves——
More skeletal flying dragons descended from the sky. The outstretched, ragged wings of these undead were flapping in the wind, and the stars were whistling low. They whimpered past the panicked crowd! The tank's gunfire roared, turning the two undead into
Flames and bones scattered in the air, but there were still more undead, falling from the sky! Rushing towards the crowd!
The huge undead showed amazing lightness at this moment - as its wings spread, several crossbow bolts shot by the half-elves were blown away by the storm, and the body with a putrid smell was crowded with people.
When the sky passed by, the original
Ben's head was raised high, but he pecked it down! The neck made of more than ten bones drew a strange arc in the air, holding the head of a deputy captain who was giving loud instructions between his teeth, and bit it with a click.
Gotta smash it!
All this happened so fast that everyone only noticed that the living person had turned into half a corpse! The dead corpse with the head bitten off and half the chest even ran forward.
After two steps, he collapsed like a deflated rubber ball amid the violent spurts of blood.
A soldier screamed, dropped the spear in his hand and started running away. But before he could run a few steps, a gray shadow had already passed over his head! The tip of his tail with sharp bone spurs hooked through his shoulder.
, and immediately hoisted him into the air! The wound on the shoulder was not fatal for a while, so that
The screams of the unlucky guy pierced everyone's eardrums intermittently. The dying, tooth-aching screams and the rain of blood made everyone shrink.
Neck! They ran towards those carriages desperately, trying to rush into the safe places wrapped in steel first.
But then, they discovered that that was not realistic at all. The two doors of each carriage had been blocked by the chaotic crowd. Everyone was moving forward desperately, and the steel doors also made strange creaking noises, but they could not
Too many people were allowed to rush in, and the next moment, a gray shadow slammed on the roof of the carriage!
The huge undead bent its head. Its eyes burning with soul fire stared blankly at the soldiers below, and let out a terrible scream at them.
It was a hoarse and strange sound, like the sound of rubbing iron. It seemed that what was vibrating was not the flesh and air, but the human soul! Every soldier who heard this sound only felt a coldness in his body, and his mind seemed to be blank! This blank
It only lasted a moment, but it was enough to destroy the poor defense that the soldiers had just put together!
Tower shield! Spear!
The voice of the order came from behind. It finally awakened the instinct of most people as soldiers. But in front of them, the undead flying dragon was already leaning down on the roof of the car, not caring at all about the spears that were set up and stabbing randomly - this
The huge monster's ten-foot-long neck was swung like a whip. Every time it was swung, its big mouth full of fangs could pick up a soldier from the crowd and bite him to death!
Swallowing and chewing are meaningless to them, so the huge mouth moves forward like a weird weapon. The friction sound is harsh and shocking. Every fang is a weapon for picking bones and scraping flesh.
!
Boom!
The sharp sound of the bowstring cut through the noise, and a stream of light hit the huge head!
Amidst the loud explosion, a large ball of flames suddenly burst out, wrapping the head and neck of the undead! However, at the source of the flowing light, Meliane, who was holding a long bow, couldn't help but squint her eyes - the huge undead.
The head was immediately raised, passing through the fire and smoke that guided the exploding arrow, and the purple spirit in the eye sockets
The soul fire jumped, and the empty eye sockets were like the glare of a wild beast, which made him feel a chill in his heart! And the arrow that could penetrate the stone wall only added a few spreading cracks to the thick bone plate.
That’s it! The fine gold arrow was stuck on the monster’s head, like a ridiculous decoration.
But the undead seemed to be completely angered by this harassment.
For a moment, time seemed to slow down. Meliane's eyes widened as she watched its thick hind legs kicking on the carriage. The steel armor plate also squeaked and whined, and the huge body had already
With a speed comparable to that of a cannonball, it rushed towards the half-elf!
…
Everything was outlined by light and shadow into a lifelike picture, reflected in a one-foot-diameter, transparent crystal ball five miles away from the battlefield.
At this moment, a slender, slender, pale finger was gently touching the crystal. As a result, several battle fragments on the battlefield were reappeared one by one in the center of the crystal.
"It turns out that little bastard is really not here... It's boring." The owner of the hand, the woman in gray robe, sighed softly. After looking at a few more pictures, she pushed away the crystal in front of her, with a disappointed look on her face.
The black gauze on his face couldn't hide it: "Kill them all. It's so boring, so boring."
"But... Your Majesty the Marquis, our undead don't seem to be able to deal with that big guy."
Not far from her, several withered white phoenix knights in long robes stood silently, hesitated for a moment, and then one of them spoke: "That thing, even the skeleton of a giant beast, probably won't be able to destroy it."
He lifted it up, and the range of the spell it cast was too large. It was very dangerous to get close to it, and there were not enough bones here to summon more puppets... So, we might as well wait for Feiyan..."
"But, but... you idiots, don't tell me but! Ask yourself, who are you?"
"We...we are Withering White Phoenix, the direct knight of Lancefield Kenan, Marquise Opine...the commander of the undead. The master of death!" The knights' faces were solemn and they straightened their bodies reflexively.
, recited a eulogy in a low voice. The long and complicated melody, as if every character was completely different from the grammar of common language, made the words more sonorous, low-pitched, and rich in rhythm.
"If you know, don't make any excuses and just kill them. Those stupid iron blocks. A few fossils turned into mud are enough to deal with them. There is a gap between every attack of that thing, and,
You need that iron stick to aim. If you can't get close, won't you fly over on the undead?
What a bunch of idiots!" The woman frowned and said angrily, then stretched out her hand and waved: "Go, go, don't embarrass me here. I tell you, if you can't get ahead of Sukhoi, there will be that Bei
Kill these guys before Enwei comes over, and then you can go and become the materials for the undead!"
Her long gray robe was surrounded by several faintly visible magic runes, making the robe, which seemed to be woven with spider silk, particularly light and soft. It outlined her hot and proud figure, and also gave people a wonderful feeling -
-It seems that everything on her body is just like
It's just such a robe... Especially with this waving movement, the plump breasts on her chest showed amazing and annoying movement. They were surging, beating like two naughty big rabbits, as if they could move at any time.
All have to break through that thin restraint.
It's a pity that no one here praises and appreciates the soul-stirring rhythm.
When the order was given, everyone could only lower their heads and retreat with awe-inspiring looks - their eyes passed over the rigid and rigorous movements of the group of knights, the woman lowered her head, and suddenly sighed softly, as if she felt sorry for herself.
As the leader of the regiment, the Imperial Elector has the power of life and death over everyone in the legion. From the day they were implanted with power, they were destined to be unable to resist, despise, or ignore. Every one of the Imperial Elector's
Instructions, every word, even every look
, are their absolute orders. Even if what she says is to die, the knights can only give up their lives without any complaints-these loyal and brave warriors in front of her are nothing more than long-term sacrifices to her.
Swords, lances, tower shields... one by one, they are just tools used in war.
The sigh was only half exhaled and then disappeared in the wind...
When the woman suddenly raised her head, that deep darkness had already occupied the center of her field of vision!
"You are..." The roar of the knights only produced a slight note, but it was already swallowed up by the huge and melancholy sound of metal collision! The clicking sound was so sharp and unspeakable that for a moment, Lancefield
?Marquise Kennan Opine didn't even recite the incantation, but reached out to cover her ears!
The friction sound was so sharp, yet so short.
In this sound, the tent door curtain turned into countless thin strips of cloth, flying like butterflies! And the heavy impact sound was followed by the sharp friction - the two knights near the tent door lowered their heads, with disbelief.
He looked at the blood bursting out from his waist and abdomen, and slowly leaned back... his upper body hit the ground heavily, but his feet still maintained a standing posture!
And behind the pieces of cloth scattered in the sky, a deep shadow quietly moved forward... The black robe covered all parts of the human being, so under the shadow of the hood, the paleness of the lower jaw looked particularly dazzling.
.
"Did you already come to find me?"
In the tent, the woman's movements stagnated for a moment, but then she let out a gentle laugh, with a bit of seductive frivolity. Her face, shrouded in gauze, had a smile like a flower, as if the corpse that had just fallen was just a corpse.
Two pieces of wood: "Tsk, tsk, the two distinguished guests didn't even say hello, they just rushed into my warning circle. It seems that we, the Withered White Phoenix, are very rude."
"...What's the use of the politeness of a group of dead people? I don't have a good impression of corpses, so just put away those boring things..."
"What did you say!" Several sluggish knights finally reacted at this time, and each of them let out a low roar. They put their hands on the long swords at their waists, but did not take action immediately - the black robes
Above, the light and shadow twisted, and under the hood that was raised a little, silver eyes glanced at everyone.
For a moment, everyone's bodies trembled, as if they saw a dagger full of blood appearing on their chests. This feeling passed in a flash, but the owner of those eyes still stood there peacefully.
.But the black burqa seemed to have turned into a cave where the cold wind was blowing, and the two indifferent silver rays were like two extremely sharp daggers, scraping their skin and flesh, killing them.
"It's a pretty good trick. Well, the quality of this crystal ball is really good... I thought that many prophecy magics can no longer be used. However, in fact, using a square thing is not better than this ball shape.
Does it have a wider field of view?" He said something in his mouth,
He stretched out a hand and lifted his palm upwards. Then, the crystal ball in front of the woman disappeared from the table and appeared in his hand. He looked at the battlefield reflected in it. He turned it casually.
The crystal ball was put into... his space bag.
"You...you are so brave every time you rush in front of others, little brother Edward."
"This has nothing to do with bravery... As for bravery, you are actually the real example. You actually don't strengthen the defense around you every time. It doesn't matter that Sukhoi has the ability of a sword master. You are so blatant
Are you moving the camp closer to the front line specifically to show your sincerity in surrendering?"
"Three imperial electorate legions, more than 3,000 people, all mobilized to encircle and suppress such a small group of soldiers and generals like me... Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really flattering, so flattering..."
"Oh. Brother Edward, why are you so fierce? Sister, I just want to know if you are there or not?" The woman's eyes moved and she suddenly smiled softly: "If I had told you earlier that you were here, I would have
Why do you have to play such an unfun game with those guys?"
"Oh, well, tell me, does it mean anything special to you to know if I'm there?"
Accompanied by a roar, the three "Withered White Phoenix" knights guarding behind the woman finally couldn't restrain themselves. They pulled out the long swords at their waists and rushed towards the psychic like tigers! The man's understatement of threats and deep-seated feelings.
Contempt has caused these people who were born in the Empire’s Golden Jinhua Knights to
The young people who had gained the power of the Imperial Elector Legion could not control their anger. Even though they understood that the power of this intruder was definitely not something they could compete with, but with the arrival of several warlocks, the numerical advantage
, has diluted the cold fear in their hearts,
The long swords in their hands were not ordinary weapons. After being unsheathed, they suddenly lengthened! The entire sword body spread out, whipping the air around six feet away like a long whip. The sound of the wind on the blade was strange, like a low whimpering sound.
The flashing luster flicked straight and pierced the black figure like an arrow!
This lightning-like slash was so sudden that the change in distance was probably enough to make most high-level knights scramble. And the half-whip, half-sword weapon was as agile as a poisonous snake. When it stabbed halfway, it had changed.
Turning in a circle, the three sword lights do not interfere with each other, and the sharp
The sword energy seemed to have touched his skin, but the man in the black robe just curled up the corners of his mouth. He stretched out his right hand without knowing when, and flicked his middle finger. The snake bone sword that suddenly stabbed suddenly made a clanging sound, each of them strange.
It fell, leaving three marks on the ground as deep as a slash!
Before the knights could react, the psion's sword was lifted up casually. The three knights suddenly let out a muffled groan and danced in the air. They dropped the snake-shaped swords and tried to untie the throat with their backhands.
Invisible palms, but the spiritual power condensed there is completely invisible. Even if their gauntlets scratched their necks with bloody marks, how can they pull them away?
The sorceress's proud body curves were all leaning against the enemy. The two huge rabbits were soft, heavy, trembling and swaying, becoming more and more spectacular, as if they would break free from their restraints at some point.
A pair of blue-gray eyes are half-squinted, and the watery gaze has an indescribable tenderness, which is enough to make any man worried, but also extremely itchy. (To be continued...)