Damon, the Lord of Souls, the Emperor of the Undead, his strength is unquestionable.

In his first move, he defeated the incarnation of the god of wisdom with the Empress Ladia, and in the second strike, he single-handedly threw the whole of Jorsek into chaos, and now with his third strike, the duel that no one could stop was over, and the Radiant Sword blocked Terrestine's greatsword like a cloud.

Likewise, his thousands of ghosts once again caused great chaos on the walls, and the guards finally came to the brink of collapse.

Earlier, Damon was far away, and he could only feel a powerful soul, so when the ghost came, it would not cause great casualties.

But at this moment, he has stood on the city, and he can control the whole situation.

Faced with the incarnation of the emperor holding the sword of the stars, how will those fragile priests respond?

And how can you deal with it?

The result was not the slightest surprise, and the weak priest fell down with a wail and died.

So what are the warriors who have lost their priest's recovery amplification going to do now?

It is hard to believe that at the moment when thousands of ghosts appeared, the army of the undead left like a tidal wave, staying in what was originally a moat, silently motionless.

As a result, on the city wall, only the countless soldiers of the defenders remained, and a group of demon protectors who had entered the transcendent sainthood to confront each other.

Damon crossed the Radiant Sword, his gaze colder, as if ready to say something.

Something came at him, faster than the sound, even faster than he could open his lips to make a sound. The greatsword roared down and slammed into Dammon's door.

Combat boots step on the ground, crushing bricks.

In the face of the enemy in formation, the heavy iron cavalry did not need to say a word, and the charge was just.

In the face of the enemy with a horizontal sword, it is needless to say that it is slashed.

The charging heavy cavalry is unstoppable.

At this moment, the heavy sword is a thousand troops!

In the face of thousands of troops, how can you resist on your own?

Nyx turned himself into a mountain, and if he wanted the earth to collapse and destroy the mountain, he would need a strong man to die, so he could resist it.

However, no matter how high and steep the mountain is, if the strong man digs the mountain day and night and moves rocks, it will eventually collapse, so Nyx will eventually be defeated.

Damon looked at the gradually enlarged blade in front of him, standing indifferently and solemnly, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he greeted him with radiance.

This sword is a starry sky.

If people follow one after another, they may be able to climb the peak, or they may be able to cross the ocean.

But how is it possible to touch the corner of the sky?

Theresteen retreated wildly, even faster than when she charged and slashed her sword, and a trace of sadness flashed through the hearts of everyone who witnessed this scene.

Very different from what is guessed. The strength of this king to fight alone is definitely not weak!

Damon's gaze was still cold, but when he opened his mouth and just spit out the word "you", the greatsword slashed down again!

Damon's words were interrupted again, he frowned slightly, and Radiance drew a beautiful arc to meet him, and the golden starlight sprinkled like a dream.

Tremten was shocked back, bright red blood flowing from the corners of her lips, blood snaking down her face, and the hand that slashed the iron sword trembled slightly.

Damon looked at her and spoke again, "You ......"

Then his words were again ruthlessly interrupted.

Because the greatsword is here again.

Because although her right hand was trembling, Theresteen's left hand also had a sword.

Damon's eyebrows raised, Radiance and the greatsword met again, and Trystin was knocked back at a faster speed, retreating farther away, blood dripping from the corners of her lips, but she wiped it slightly, and she charged again without stopping.

Then she retreated.

Then came the fourth sword.

The fifth sword.

The Sixth Sword.

Damon looked at the woman who seemed to be tireless and fearless, and smiled slightly.

Because he suddenly remembered some interesting things about his journey to the human world when he had reached the realm of transcendent sainthood.

and the little girl who was ransacked by bandits in a village in the Tianluo Empire, and after killing all the thieves herself, she kept "attacking" herself desperately because she mistakenly thought she was a murderer.

He suddenly felt very nostalgic.

So he decided not to kill the woman in front of him who was charging at him again and again.

So he took a step back.

The proud and powerful Undead Emperor took a step back with a smile on his face, and Hui Yao no longer met the giant sword strongly, but became like a delicate and euphemistic spring breeze, sending the giant sword back.

The corners of Dressine's lips were bleeding, and her left and right hands were all dripping blood, but she still resolutely raised her giant sword and pointed at Damon.

It is as if even the last horse remains, it will unswervingly charge the enemy with a mighty army.

But the reason for the end of this battle is that Damon chose to take a step back. This means that the battle situation has always been under Damon's control.

Damon looked at Tremin and whispered, "You lost." ”

Theresten put down the greatsword in her left hand and wiped the corners of her mouth again, "You took a step back first, so, you lost." ”

Damon looked at the female general's determined eyes and shook his head, "If this is a battle, it is indeed me who lost." ”

"But, kid. ”

"It's a war. ”

Tristine looked at Damon, who shook his head slightly, the corners of his blood-stained lips twitched slightly, as if he was smiling, "If I can stop you, then with all the legion-type skills that our demon protectors have, as well as the advantage of the city wall, we may not be able to hold this city." ”

"But you can't stop me. ”

"How do you know if you don't try it?"

Theresten looked up slightly, it should have been dawn a long time ago, maybe even noon.

But the sky was still so dark, like a dark night with no fingers visible.

It's a shame that I don't know if I'll ever see such a beautiful sunrise again.

Damon looked at Theresine, who was still stubbornly trying to convince himself with a hint of regret in his eyes, and raised his hand.

Then his hand slowly fell.

Countless pitch-black flames fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Stacked with boulders, covered in Mithril, and cast in the cracks of metal, Jorsek faced the attack of the undead siege tower for the first time, and the result was completely beyond everyone's expectations—the wall tiles that had been considered impregnable were torn apart in just a moment after the horrific attack, bursting with a cloud of broken stone and a scorching metal solution.

The smaller stone flakes may be blocked by heavy shields or armor, but the larger stones are by no means human resistance, and the armor and shields cannot protect themselves under the sap made of molten steel, not to mention the unknown number of soldiers who have been shaken off the city walls, or directly hit by black fire and killed on the spot.

Just this round of combined attacks, the damage caused has already surpassed Dai Lin's ghost ship.

Then came the second round.

Round 3.

Theresteen watched the black flames fall like meteors in the sky, and her face gradually turned pale.

Yes, it's a war.

In terms of command and discipline, the human defenders were not weaker than the undead, but the quality and number of the undead completely crushed the defenders, not to mention such powerful and easy-to-assemble siege equipment......

The city could not be defended.

Any general with the ability to judge can come to such a conclusion.

But she wasn't ready to throw in the towel.

Because the generals of the Tianluo Empire never admit defeat.

Even if it is death, it must die on the way to the charge.

"Yes, he's right, we lost. ”

An old, powerful voice came from behind Theresine, and the sergeants around her parted like a tidal wave, kneeling on one knee and saluting.

The old man, who was not very old, wore a somewhat old and torn crown, armor painted with intricate golden patterns, a royal cloak with a giant wolf's head painted with bright red and gold edges swaying gently with his steps, and a badge with a golden ribbon on his chest, his steps were steady and powerful.

The old man was not powerful, just an ordinary commander-level demon resistant, but he could make Dressine retreat with an unwilling face.

Because of all the people present, only two people are qualified to wear the crown.

Only kings are eligible to wear crowns.

One is Damon.

The other was Alfonso, the monarch of the Duchy of Davenport.

"I have to admit that the accumulation of the undead empire is not comparable to our country with a short history," Anfonso walked to the front of the military formation, holding his gorgeous sword in both hands, "It's ridiculous, before this war started, I thought I would make Davenport the next empire, but now it seems that it is just a dream." ”

The Duchy's general, Saphis, who had barely stepped into the battlefield after being seriously injured but barely stepping into the battlefield, walked to the side of the old king, vigilant for a possible sneak attack by the undead, but heard An Fangso continue, "Actually, I have always been curious, why did you undead start this war?

Damon looked at what looked older than himself, but in fact it might have been his own Zengzengzeng...... Well, God knows how many "young people" who probably had a great-grandchild and replied indifferently: "I don't have to answer you." ”

Yes.

Because of Jorsek, he couldn't hold it.

Although the fighting was temporarily halted due to the battle between the two pinnacle demon masters on both sides, in other directions and other parts of the wall, the twisted and wriggling tide was still slowly engulfing the wall—the soldiers of the coalition who had lost the priest could no longer stop the undead warriors who had climbed the wall, and the capital of the country, which had accumulated for thousands of years, seemed to finally have its end today.

If the undead sergeants had cooperated with the attack instead of leaving like a receding tide when thousands of ghosts appeared, I am afraid that at this moment, Jorsek would have fallen.

"No, I'm not asking you questions. The old and wise king shook his head and said to Damon. "I'm just trying to tell you that even if you do, your identity will not change. ”

"No matter how great your ideals may be, after all, you are just invaders. ”

"If you simply capture Corsek, then a king who died on the battlefield for his country will leave too much to remember, and it will also inspire the courage and morale of countless people in the country, and in the future, countless people will try to restore the throne under my banner. ”

"Without the Frost Wolf, we can have the Frost Tiger, the Frost Lion, the Frost Eagle, and even the Frost Deer and the Frost Goat. ”

"Without Jolsec, there are other cities in Davenport. ”

"Without walls, we still have streets and alleys, and countless sons and daughters who are willing to give their lives for this country. ”

"Because even the weakest lamb has an innate resistance in its instincts. ”