"Rodhart, the captain of the Paladin of Ienfast, asks to see the Marquis of Inham Elny and the mages of Dea Valley..."
The sound rolled out between the Shadow Rotary Mountains that had been silent for many years, and it was like a lonely wave peak sliding across the smooth and mirror-like lake. The sound was loud and full of energy, full of vitality and power.
But there was no response from anywhere in the mountains. The entire Shadow Rotary Mountain was like a huge obsidian carved dead object, as quiet as death. Only the origin of this shout had a little sound, that was Shadow
The entrance to a valley of the Rotary Mountains.
This is the junction between the Yingxuan Mountains and the Feilong Desert. Whether it is due to the wind direction or other reasons, the golden sand gradually decreases in front of these gray-black mountains, and the two different colors draw a junction line. However, the same one is
These are all the colors of death. In the desert, there are golden, dry and scorching deaths, and in the gray-black mountains and forests, there are deaths that are closer to death.
Now there are some dull and undying collisions and cracking sounds here. Dozens of undead monsters emerging from the cracks of rocks and underground are besieging the person who shouted that shout.
A skeleton soldier's broken iron sword passed by the leather armor and made a sound like tearing a thick piece of paper. Another skeleton soldier's nail hammer hit his forehead, and the sound of rupture sounded.
It was not his forehead that was broken, but the shank of the mace. These skeletons had no idea how many years had been sleeping in this valley, and their weapons were already in a mess.
But even so, the hammer that was almost rusted and almost turned into slag also opened a hole in his forehead. Blood and debris fell down. But Lott didn't even blink his eyelids.
He couldn't blink because he had to carefully watch everything in front of him every move. He didn't care about the impact of the two skeleton soldiers' weapons on his body, and forced them to break the two bone frames and stepped on one
The zombie's waving arm jumped into the air with force. Just as he jumped up, a ball of green mist almost wiped the soles of his feet and rushed over.
The green fog gathered but did not dissipate, like a floating green cotton flying out of the valley and flew straight into the desert. A camel staying in the desert was unfortunately swept some by the flying green fog. The camel was only
It let out a half-wail and fell down. The foam sprayed from the mouth and nose was already green and black, and the eyes were melted directly. The undead magic used for direct attacks was lethal to life even an elephant.
Can't stand it once.
"In the name of the Lord, remove impure things." In the air, the light of white magic burst out from the hands of Dillodehart, and four or five ghosts fled here in a hurry. The two nearest ones were directly pulled into a light.
After the fragments, a strange roar was released and the clouds disappeared. Although this white magic was only half-toned, it was undoubtedly boiling water poured on the ice for these undead virtual creatures.
Rodhart didn't care about these virtual monsters. His eyes were locked in front. Behind the dozens of skeletons and zombies, a very skinny zombie was waving a staff. The green clouds just now came from his staff.
What was sent out on the top was not just that, but all the ghost zombies and skeletons around him were also commanded by him.
The skinny zombie also has a very ragged robe. Although it is weathered and ragged, it can be seen that it is a robe worn by a magician. This is actually a zombie that retains some consciousness and magic power. It is a magician who has retained some consciousness and magic power.
, or corpse witch.
The corpse witch looked at the opponent flying over, and raised her gesture, four or five skeletons with strong intact movement ability immediately rushed up. At the same time, the zombies around were gathering towards him, the magic stick in his hand
Another green cloud fog began to condense. Although these corpse witches no longer had independent thinking ability, their thinking about combat was still preserved intact. All the magic during their lifetime was transformed into a single fog of the undead, and their combat ability was
The strength is definitely not comparable to the skeleton zombies.
The skeletons had successfully intercepted the opponent in mid-air. Although they could not cause any substantial damage, they tried their best to grasp the opponent's body with their bones and hands and feet, and pulled him down.
The zombies also rushed towards it. Their mission was not to damage attacks, but to hold on.
Death, win. The corpse witch's empty eyes were still empty, and the half-skeleton and half-zombie's face still had no expression, but this idea emerged from his few thoughts. The green clouds on the staff quickly became thicker
It became bigger, but just as the clouds on the staff were about to burst out, his dry head and upper body suddenly exploded and spread out.
The long sword emitting a slightly white magic rolled on the ground not far behind the Cr's Corpse Witch, and half of the body of the Corpse Witch fell to the ground. The remaining zombies and skeletons continued to rush towards Lodhart, even as the ones in front continued to be in him.
He didn't care about his fists and feet and the destruction of white magic. It was just that he lost a leader like the Corpse Witch, and it was only a matter of time before these bones were completely broken up.
After completely dealing with these skeletons and zombies, Rodhart was already out of breath. There were at least five or six scars on his face, and a skeleton's hand bone was inserted into his shoulders. His mana and physical strength were almost exhausted.
It's right.
"Rodhart, ask for the meeting of Inham; the Marquis of Elny and the wizards of Deyah Valley..."
He shouted loudly in the depths of the gray mountains again. Although the sound was still loud, it was tired and desolate than before. The sound echoed alone in the mountains for a few times and gradually disappeared without any repercussions.
.
Listening silently as his voice was swallowed by the surrounding grey mountains, Rodhardt turned and walked out of the valley entrance. When he passed by the corpse of the camel that had become a pile of rotten meat, hesitated for a moment, and looked at the clean water carried by the camel.
He sighed with the food package. He was skipped by the corpse witch's suspicion of death just now, and it was impossible to eat it anymore.
There was some clear water and food on the other camel, but Rodhart could not let the camel enter the valley anyway. Even if Rodhart pulled in front, the camel would start as soon as he stepped into the dark rocky area.
It struggled desperately to retreat, as if it was out of the instinct of an animal, and it felt that this area did not belong to anything alive.
After working hard twice, Rodhart finally sighed and swung his sword. The camel's head fell into the sand with a ray of blood foam...
After drinking a few mouthfuls of camel's blood, Lodhardt walked into the valley with one of the few water, food and a cut-off hump. The dark and huge but lifeless peaks on both sides looked like huge dead souls at both ends.
The monster silently looked down at the human beings who were stepping into their shadow like an ant.
Three days later.
"Rodhart, the captain of the Paladin of Ienfast, asks for the meeting of Inham; the Marquis of Elny and the Dharma of Dea Valley..."
The sound that had been heard countless times again in the Yingxuan Mountains. But this time it was no longer a shout, but more like a dying beast hissing.
Standing on a peak in Yingxuan Mountains, the endless black and gray mountains in front of him were endless. He could no longer tell where he came from and where he should go. He no longer knew if this was himself.
The last shout.
Behind me, around me, there were hundreds of skeletons and zombies on the hillside at the foot of the mountain. In the air, more than ten white mist-like ghosts flew towards me, all the empty eyes were concentrated.
It was like rushing to a feast for a feast.
His roaring sound was still echoing among the mountains, and Rodhardt turned around and rushed towards the army of undead approaching him.
The sword in his right hand flew up with the heads of two zombies, and the scimitar in his left hand made the three skeletons disperse together. In addition, he used his body to forcefully disperse the two bones and then hit the face of a zombie.
But at the same time, he also received at least five or six attacks. A zombie's sword penetrated into his lower abdomen. The water-type magic power attached to the sword formed two crisscrossing ice thorns in his body. He could
I felt that my intestines were penetrated by at least three cold tingling sensations. A hot face was heard, and the hand of a skeleton next to me almost dug half of his face down.
As we continue to move forward in the mountains, many of the skeleton zombies are holding high-quality magic weapons. Although they have gone through countless years, they are still sharp and effective, and they are all riddled with the trauma of his body.
Kong's magic leather armor is no problem.
Rodhardt twisted and cut the zombie into two halves, chopping the remaining two skeletons. When he twisted, he could hear the two icicles in the middle of the intestines breaking and piercing the two more places.
The sound of the sword in his left hand threw out a ghost that pierced through the air. The flame magic power attached to the sword pulled the ghost into pieces.
The moment the ghost disappeared, Lodhart seemed to see the ghost's shape seemed to be a magician wearing a robe. The ghost might have been a guru during his lifetime. The flame magic knife that penetrated the ghost was from a zombie
The knife was inspected by his hand. The badge of the Paladin that he was very familiar with, but I don’t know how many years ago it was...