In just three days, the waters of the underground waterways were all frozen, the ceilings were covered with ice and hoarfrost, and the large number of nezumi hidden in various cracks were lost.

It is known that these rat men have all been turned into corpses, and there are many zombies made of rats and ferocious rats that have suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

These slow-moving undead, in some ways easier to deal with than skeletons, only a few incendiary arrows are enough to create a flame zone, and these zombies will stupidly rush up, be consumed by the flames, and burn them all.

In order to reduce the possibility of the enemy using corpses to transform into undead and cause trouble for them, the soldiers of the Baltic Empire will burn the corpses with flames after the battle, and there is no way for the corpses turned to ashes to be converted into undead and then get up with weapons.

Under this influence, the Baltic Empire's armies began to advance at an accelerated pace, and by the third week they had already occupied half of the underground waterways, and the rate was still increasing, and at this rate, in this last month of the year, the Attila Empire would be completely history.

War, plague, famine and death

It will not prevent the destruction of this deformed country, but the country that only knows how to bring destruction and conquest, does not know how to govern, and does not know how to solve various contradictions, will eventually be swallowed up by the tide of history.

The Baltic Empire's army has begun to get used to fighting in such an environment, and in fact, the environment of this underground waterway is just worse street fighting, and it is not difficult to get used to it.

From facing an army of high-level undead at the beginning, to an army led by high-level undead, to now soldiers only have to face skeletons and zombies.

In such an environment, the soldiers abandoned the use of shields and fought with two-handed swords and axes, skeletons and zombies could not penetrate their armor, and their fragile bodies could not withstand the attacks of two-handed swords.

Usually they only need to wave the two-handed weapon in their hands, and the hydrogen 219 can smash the fragile weapons held by the skeletons and zombies, and then the sharp blade of the sword directly splits the skeleton and the zombie in half, as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

After the cold eliminated the poison gas and the plague, these Baltic Empire soldiers returned to their previous invincible state on the battlefield.

Whenever these soldiers return to the camp from outside, they need to take off their armor and wash their bodies, and they also need to pass the [Detect Toxin] and [Detect Disease] tests.

Removed armor and weapons are cleaned in a special area, especially the black and green blood stains on the armor and weapons.

It is true that death can constantly use corpses and bones to transform into various undead, but there are limits to this transformation, and there need to be enough corpses and bones as a premise.

Now that the soldiers of the Baltic Empire did not give him such conditions, the number of undead lost every day was already more than what he converted, and the situation would get worse and worse, there were no longer enough corpses and bones in his hands to make soldiers to send to the battlefield.

The nezumi and slimes have been nearly wiped out in such a cold environment, and in addition to the increasingly scarce number of undead, the only people that the Attila Empire can throw into this regular battlefield are the white bears, mammoths, and gnolls.

At this point, anyone can meet the defeat of the Attila Empire, unless Attila can defeat her opponents before they are defeated, which is extremely difficult to do.

While the Baltic Empire's soldiers sang triumphant songs of victory marched toward victory, the outside of the city also changed, and the battle between Attila and Alice was no longer confined to the skies above the city.

Dozens of kilometers of nearby areas have been reduced to a battlefield for the two of them, countless potholes and potholes with magma have appeared on the frozen frozen soil, the place that was once a mountain has become flat, and the river that once flowed with water has been cut off at the waist, and it is conceivable that in the spring next year, there will be a large number of dammed lakes in this area.

In mid-air, Alice kept adjusting the trajectory of her flight, and kept casting magic to counterattack, delaying the speed of her pursuers.

The rainbow light from Attila who followed behind easily tore through the obstacles in front of her, whether it was magic or mountains rising from the ground.

The unrelenting face was filled with strong irony in Alice's eyes, as if mocking her for the futility of all her efforts.

Alice shifted her angle slightly, narrowly dodging the rainbow light that passed by her, enough to shatter all her defenses and vaporize her from the air.

In this battle, if there is anything that makes Alice feel tricky, it is definitely not Attila's defense, not her martial arts, and it has little to do with her speed.

What really made Alice feel tricky, and seemed so embarrassed, was the rainbow-colored lightsaber she held in Atira's hand, which was definitely an artifact, and it was one of the best treasures among the artifacts.

With the defense methods that Alice had mastered now, it was not enough to resist the attack of that sword, so it was a matter of course to choose to dodge rather than defend.

Alice, who was flying in front of her, was dripping sweat from her cheeks, and her body, which theoretically did not feel tired, was weakened, blurred, and dizzy during the long battle.

Obviously, the long-term and high-intensity battle had overwhelmed this body, and if it hadn't been transformed using the leaves of the World Tree as materials, it would have collapsed in the previous few days of fighting.

However, from this, Alice has come to a conclusion, or has verified her previous suspicions, that the opponents and enemies she faces are definitely not mortals who have advanced to become legends.

It is very likely that Attila's parents are gods, and she must have a very pure divine blood in her body, and a large amount of divinity, or it is not impossible to think of Attila as a god without priesthood and godhead.

While Alice was feeling hard, Attila, who was chasing after her, was also not easy, her whole body was covered in sweat, and her clothes were clinging to her skin.

The terrible attack caused by using the sword in her hand also brought her a lot of burden, this burden was not in the aspect of [Ability Reserve], but in terms of [Ability Output], which seemed to be an easy casual attack, but in fact it was a full attack.

Hitting with all your might was never a problem, the real problem was that none of her attacks were effective, and her enemies slipped like loaches without sparing, whether it was a hundred or a thousand times, it was useless.

Neither a single attack nor a large-scale coverage attack is useless, and it looks as ridiculous as if she is fighting an imaginary air enemy.

In particular, the trick she had used to destroy hordes of enemies and make rainbow light fall from the sky was even more stupid, and it had no other use than to vaporize the ground land.

And evaporating the land is not good for her, not to mention the waste of strength for the time being, what really needs to be paid attention to is what is under the land, her army is still stubbornly resisting in the underground waterways under the land, if she comes a few more times, her attack will affect her army.

Attila didn't know what had happened in the underground waters, and the four knights she had hoped for had not brought her victory, but had retreated and were now on the verge of defeat.

Misses, misses, misses

Attila's next few attacks were successfully dodged by Alice, but the exhaustion of her body reflected in her brain with excitement.

It was like the blood in her veins was bursting, as if every cell in her body was trembling, and every hair was urging her to fight.

It's as if the very thing of fighting is enough to make her feel excited, enough to make her intoxicated and can't extricate herself, as if her blood is boiling.

No, the real focus is still on her opponents, only opponents like Alice, who she is serious and have no certainty of victory, and opponents who cannot win by all means, make her blood boil.

Two seconds later, Attila caught up with Alice, wielding her sword to cut the enemy in half, but judging by the touch, it was the illusion created by the enemy.

She was not given time to react, and was surrounded by colored light, similar to the weapon in her hand but with a completely different color.

Attila didn't seem flustered, this kind of situation had happened many times before, and it was just magic like [Rainbow Spray] [Rainbow Spray] [Rainbow Light Wall], which had proven to have no effect on Attila in previous battles.

It didn't work before, and it won't work this time

This kind of thinking cannot be said to be wrong of Atila, the essence of human beings is to follow experience, and use the existing experience to create a new East, which can also be described as pushing through the old and bringing forth the new.

The correct understanding should be that it has not worked before, and it does not mean that it will not be effective this time

In front of Atila, the rainbow light was redivided into red, orange, blue, green, blue, and purple beams, which quickly wrapped around Atila's limbs, neck, waist, and the hilt of the sword in her hand.

The sheer force imprisoned Atila in mid-air, causing her to tense uncontrollably, shaking and trying to break free, only to find that the beams were incredibly tenacious.

"It's ...... What?"

Attila asked with difficulty.

It may be Alice's body, it may be Alice's phantom, appearing in front of Attila, she exhales, and a rare relaxed expression appears on her face.

"It's different from the previous ones. ”

Even if she was successfully captured by Alice, Attila still had a calm expression on her face, maybe she wouldn't have any other expressions besides this expression.

"Of course it's different from before. ”

Alice didn't talk too much nonsense, she forced, one by one, moved Attila's fingers away, and snatched the sword in her hand into her hand.

After leaving Attila, the rainbow light flickered slightly, and finally there was a slight taste of displeasure, leaving only the hilt of the sword.

"What's this called?"

Alice asked Attila.

She was distracting Attila as the spell book next to her flipped through the pages, preparing for magic that could damage her or seal her.

Alice didn't think that after losing the weapon in her hand, Attila would have become a lamb to the slaughter, and if Attila only relied on the weapon in her hand, it would never have been possible to achieve the current height.

A strong person is a strong person at any time, even if he loses the weapon in his hand, even if his body is weak and weak, and he doesn't seem to have the slightest ability to resist, he is a strong person, and he has the possibility of turning defeat into victory and creating miracles with a desperate situation.

"It's called the Sword of the War God. ”

Atila stopped her struggle and answered Alice's question very seriously, her eyes like a clear lake and like rubies.

"The sword of the god of war?"

Alice nodded thoughtfully.

Through this name, Alice can confirm that behind Attila is likely to be a famous god of war and a god of war, and it is difficult to guess which god it is.

In the entire crystal wall system, there are dozens or hundreds of famous and unfamous gods, and almost every god race has roles such as the god of war and the god of war, like the god of victory and the god of strategy, all of which are branches of the god of war.

It is as if within the Aesir gods, Odin is the undisputed god of war, and his son Thor, the god of thunder, and his daughter Brunhilde also have the priesthood of the god of war, and Xiang Tyr, your, Frey, and Badr are also involved.

"He is the punishment of the gods, exuding bravery and terror, representing conquest and destruction, capable of destroying all and all. ”

Attila was talking like the priests who were talking about the gods, and the things that the priests recited when they were under divine power seemed to be just things made up by mortals to please the gods.

However, Alice could hear something wrong in Attila's words, which seemed to describe not the weapon, but some god.

Bravery, terror, conquest, destruction

Destroy everything and all

It seems to be telling the story of Attila's past exploits

But now it sounds like it's describing a god

A look of surprise appeared on Alice's face

Her expression froze at this second

The rainbow light, which had disappeared, reappeared, slashing past her neck, bringing up a flood of blood, and the severed head and body fell rapidly downward from the sky

The seven-colored light that bound Attila dissipated in the air, and she stretched out her hand to catch the whirling sword steadily, the blade composed of rainbow light was still as bright as ever.

"Well done, Attila. ”

The beautiful female voice blows in her ears like a breeze