Those black souls were not affected by the Thunder Eagle's attack. They suddenly emitted a faint blue halo and formed a circle around the black forbidden area. The halo on their bodies became stronger and stronger.
"Murrell's curse!" Hera shouted in the distance, and the magic light array in her hand rose towards the high school and dissipated. On the battlefield, the souls in a circle responded to Hera's call and simultaneously
The halo from his body spread out and connected with the surrounding souls, forming a huge barrier formation.
At this time, before the members of the Air Cavalry flew out of this forbidden area, they were already surrounded by the magic light array.
The giant formation was formed, and the strange and cold atmosphere in the air became different again. Before the people of the Air Cavalry could react, the zombie monsters that had fallen into the quagmire below had rushed up one after another, and they were stronger than them.
They imagined so fast that they didn't even have a chance to think or breathe.
"My guardian, do it again." The fourth captain's shout received a response from the guardian thunder eagle, which once again used its powerful thunder and lightning to attack.
There was another crackling explosion, and the zombie monsters that were directly bombarded by lightning were either shattered or had a big hole missing in their bodies.
After this attack, Glindel Thunder Eagle's physical strength seemed to be a little exhausted. After hovering in the air, he returned to the main body of the alien space. However, the Thunder Eagle repeled only a wave of zombie monsters in front of him, and it was not able to pass through.
Within a few seconds, more than ten or twenty zombie monsters jumped out of the mire. They were like an endless nightmare, endless and endless.
The commander of the fourth regiment jumped into the air and said: "There is no other way, let's fight with all our strength. The magician stands in the middle, and we move to the outside of the formation step by step."
Immediately, the members of the Air Cavalry took their respective positions, with the mage in the middle, surrounded by knights and warriors above, below, left and right, while the guardian beasts were waiting nearby, waiting for their master's orders.
A member said: "Captain, what should we do with these four people? They are all injured and are still in a coma. They will become a burden to us. Why don't we leave them?"
"No!" The commander of the fourth regiment rejected the soldier's request. He knew that these people were geological surveyors sent by Domondo, and the rescue mission this time included a request to rescue them. In case they died, Domon
Meng Duoguo will pursue the case, and this responsibility will be shouldered by himself.
He immediately said: "Let the magician take them. Now that's all we can do." As he said that, he used the summoned magic circle again and summoned the guardian thunder eagle who had just returned to another space to rest.
come out.
Grindley's eagle barked several times in dissatisfaction. It flew over from the capital of Güniz this time and has been engaged in cleaning operations since entering the forest. It is already very tired by now. However, it only barked in dissatisfaction.
After a few sounds, he immediately returned to the battle...
The fog in this mountain forest is still very thick, but it is already very bright outside the thick fog. The fine snowflakes falling from the sky fall into this forest. This is a place that should be fresh and quiet, and it should be filled with the joy of birds in the early morning.
There should be the long chirping of insects; there should be the fragrance of flowers and the gurgling of streams; there should also be the sounds of sword-bristle pigs rolling in the mud and mandrills fighting in the treetops. But now, all these are gone, there is
It's just hell!
More than half an hour later, the members of the Air Cavalry were not far away from the black forbidden area where they were, but instead there were fewer and fewer brothers and guards around them.
The members of the Air Cavalry fell into despair. The continuous high-intensity fighting made them so tired that they would die before they even showed up. Sadly, no matter how hard they fought, the zombie monsters kept jumping out and refused to let them go.
Move one step towards the edge of the formation. But above their heads, there are still those black souls that are constantly flying out of the black cross and cannot be broken away, preventing them from flying higher into the sky. As soon as they fly up, the magic power in their bodies is quickly lost.
However, what was even more terrifying was yet to come. I don’t know when they started to find that their movements had become much slower and their strength could no longer be used. At first, they thought it was due to fatigue caused by long-term battle stations, until
Only now did they realize that their brothers and teammates suddenly became much older.
"Regiment...Captain..." The members of the Air Cavalry looked at each other in horror. The fourth commander of the Air Cavalry, who was originally forty years old, now had gray hair and a gray beard, and he seemed to have grown up.
An old man in his sixties.
"Oops, it's this magic circle!" the magician shouted, making them pay attention again to this array that had already appeared but did not send any attacks or abnormal attacks to them.
"Mourning Magic! Isn't this the magic possessed by the Cursed Dragon?"
Curse magic is very rare in the world, and only some mysterious and unknown monsters have such abilities, and the Curse Dragon of Kateraga Peak is the most famous!
The shadows of grief, curse, and despair suddenly loomed over their hearts. Everyone who was still struggling to support themselves in the formation with slim hope was instantly thrown into a bottomless abyss.
There are only seven members of the Sky Cavalry Regiment left, and only three guardian beasts can fly in the sky. Just two minutes ago, the fifth-level magical beast 'Grindel's Eagle', the fourth regiment leader, also
The corpses were dismembered by the corpse demons. And now all of them were injured, all of them seriously.
"Endless monsters that can never be killed, those terrifying black souls that disappear without a trace, and the body is getting older little by little. Fourth Commander, do we really want to be buried here? I
...My wife and children are still waiting for me at home..." Faced with this situation, a soldier finally cried out like a collapse.
"Shut up, you bastard! Do you think you are the elite of the country? You actually showed such a cowardly attitude. It really brings shame on the faces of our fourth regiment!" The fourth regiment leader's scolding temporarily stopped the frightened soldiers from shouting.
, but he knew that this only buried their fear, but deep down he was still afraid. Not only the soldiers, but he himself was also trembling in his heart.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The fourth regiment commander gritted his teeth and thought to himself: "Damn it, it's really over if this continues! Although as a soldier, he has already had the will to sacrifice his life on the battlefield.
, but this situation..." He turned to look at Angelou and the others who were still fainting: "There is no other way, no one can leave here now, and I can't survive if I take you with me, so just throw it here.
I'm leaving you."
He was about to give the order for the magician to dispel the magic and leave Angelou and the others behind, but suddenly he discovered that Hullington had woken up, and he had not aged at all, and all the injuries on his body, at least the superficial ones, had healed!
"Ah, you're awake! Uh..." The magician who held him looked at him in surprise: "You...why don't you mourn your old age?"
Hurlington held his groggy head and patted his face hard: "Well, what?"
The magician said in shock: "I said you..."
At this time, the other soldiers who were dying also looked at Hullington: "You...why haven't you grown older?"
"Growing old?" Hullington then raised his drowsy head and looked at the people around him, only to find that these people were all covered with white hair, and the corners of their eyes and foreheads were already covered with wrinkles: "You... you are from the Air Cavalry Regiment.
"Man? Are you the leader of the fourth team?" If he hadn't recognized their uniforms, Hullington would hardly have recognized them.
The fourth regiment commander shouted: "Don't be frightened, resist with all your strength, it's not time to die yet!" The most fearful thing about fighting is losing morale, even though it has already reached a desperate moment.
Hullington glanced around: "This is..." He immediately realized what happened before he was pulled into the mire before unconsciousness, and immediately threw himself into the battle: "Hey, Fourth Commander, how long have I been unconscious?"
"I don't know, I just know that this period of time is long, so long that I don't even want to spend it." The fourth regiment leader was covered with bruises, but his life-saving instinct still supported him in fighting against despair. Even with a shallow consciousness, he knew this kind of resistance.
It's all in vain.
"Where are the others?" Hullington immediately saw the bearded Angel who was still held in the air by magic and sleeping. All of them had become very old. Even Chloe, who was originally young and beautiful, now became
An old woman who was dying. He asked in surprise: "What's going on? Why do you all..." He immediately touched his face and looked at his skin, but there was no sign of aging.
The magician of the Air Cavalry said: "It's all this damn strange magic circle. It should be a mourning magic! I said, why don't you get older?"
"Yeah, why didn't I?" Hullington also asked himself in his heart. Suddenly his mind moved: "Yes, I remember that I suffered a lot of pain before, which was caused by those healing magics. They made me
The skin was severely ulcerated, but now it's all healed. The dying old ghost arrogantly talked about some zombie transformation magic, and turned me into a corpse with magic..."
"Corpse... corpse transformation magic?!" It was the first time for everyone in the Air Cavalry to hear this kind of magic: "Does it sound like it turns into a corpse?"
"Yes, corpses don't age, so the mourning magic is ineffective?" The magician of the Air Cavalry exclaimed excitedly: "It must be so!"
The fourth regiment leader immediately asked: "Hey, what did you think of? Can this help us get rid of our current predicament?"