Chapter 59: Hate the Monarch
The blood clouds of Frostleaf City fell, and three hideous bone dragons hovered above the Xingzhu Empire's army, but most of them could only watch the Heavenly Horse Knights fighting bravely in the air being plundered and slaughtered...
Most mages can't reach that height, and the array of magic cannons on the walls of Frostleaf City is too far away for every attack to be dodged by the bone dragon...
The cyan wind gradually condensed into a storm, and eight noble white Pegasi stepped on the storm, and on top of the Pegasus sat a knight in blue armor, and the knight's face was full of heroism.
Han Long, the most powerful Sky Lord in the Southern Army, appeared with him as well as the Sky Lords from their respective units, and they had only one goal at this time, and that was to stabilize the Sky Battlefield...
Yes, the goal is only to stabilize the increasingly collapsing battle situation, because of the threat posed by the three bone dragons in the sky, General Zhao and other commanders no longer have the luxury of being able to recover the situation in the air battle...
The help of the eight Sky Lords finally relieved the two Sky Lords of the Western Sky Knights, who were originally under great pressure and even narrowly escaped their lives.
"Be careful, these bone dragons are extremely defensive. β
"I'll try it first. A pale cyan halo flashed in Han Long's eyes, and the cyclones between heaven and earth became violent.
The more and more intense true qi was almost condensed into a liquid state around Han Long,
The cyan storm shook slightly, and then turned into a spectacular hurricane that completely engulfed a bone dragon!
γHurricane Strikeγ!
The other two bone dragons had no idea of rushing to the aid at all, after all, they were undead creatures, and they didn't have the feelings that a living person should have...
Just as he was thinking about it, Han Long suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and immediately drove the Pegasus back and flew backwards crazily... The ice-blue flame pierced the cyan hurricane in the blink of an eye!
Cold sweat oozed out wildly, Han Long didn't expect that he couldn't even trap the other party with a full blow, you must know that he was not the Sky Lord who died in the mouth of the bone dragon before, that Sky Lord had just stepped into the realm of the final-level profession, and he, Han Long, was a third-level Sky Lord, and between the final-level professionals, the gap between each level was huge!
"Shrink the formation in an all-round way, focus on defense!" Han Long said to the head of the Sky Knight Order on the side with a calm face, "Let's drag these bone dragons!"
The faces of the other Sky Lords are actually a little ugly, most of them are only first-level Sky Lords, in the face of such a terrifying enemy, if they are attacked if they don't pay attention to it, they will be seriously injured, and then they will be unlucky like the Sky Lord who died before, it is very possible to be killed in seconds...
But they had to stand up and let the three bone dragons in front of them enter the battlefield... I'm afraid the tide of the war will be one-sided...
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"Boom... Boom... Boom...!" Footsteps like an earthquake, accompanied by the silhouette of the giant that became clearer and clearer in the sky... It was as if a boulder was being pressed against everyone's hearts.
General Zhao stood on top of the tower, and there were about a hundred people standing around him... These people are the ultimate professionals of the various military corps, and they are also almost all the current military leaders.
"My instincts tell me that this giant's power has reached the pinnacle of this world. General Zhao said softly.
A middle-aged soldier behind him stepped forward slightly, "Senior, what do you think of the [Bright Sword God] of Sword Mountain?"
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who had no characteristics and was not outstanding in temperament, General Zhao did not have the slightest contempt, this is the general of the Eastern Army, and he can be regarded as an existence at the same level as General Zhao.
"I don't think it's necessarily as strong as the [Bright Sword God], but it's so huge in size... It must be many times more difficult than dealing with the [Bright Sword God], after all, such a big giant, we don't know how many people will die just by stepping on it. The general of the Western Legion said that he was a middle-aged man who looked calm and reliable, with a handsome face that could not hide even wrinkles. In other words, this kind of mature man is more attractive to some girls.
The Bright Sword God is the signature character of Sword Mountain, the ninth-level Sword God, and is almost the limit of the strength that humans can reach.
"Either way, we must now drag this giant down into the sea of the dead. General Zhao paused, and his sharp gaze swept over the faces of the people around him.
Many people's faces have changed.
Most of them were leaders or high-ranking personnel of the great powers in the south, and if it weren't for the imperial laws that forced them to respond to the call of the army during the special period... These people who value their lives more than anything else have long since fled far away... These people don't have the glory of soldiers defending their homes and country, and they don't have too much to worry about staying in Frostleaf City - they often don't value the lives of their relatives too much, and they still have the money and ability to transfer their relatives away...
There was a trace of worry in the depths of General Zhao's eyes, it was enough to worry people about this plan to venture deep behind enemy lines, and there were still these people with careful thoughts... It makes an already dangerous enough mission even more dangerous.
However, General Zhao could only sigh helplessly in his heart, and then with a serious face, he turned to face the vast sea of undead and the tragic battlefield not far away.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we must hold off this giant, the secret weapon from His Majesty's mouth is about to arrive on the battlefield... We procrastinated enough time... So, the action begins!"
More than 100 final-level professionals harnessed their talisman true qi and magic power to leap high from the city wall, and the brilliance of various colors of true qi and magic burst out in the air, and everyone turned into light and rushed straight towards the sea of the undead!
After stepping into the realm of the ultimate profession, although he still can't fly in the air, with the vast amount of true qi or magic power, he can still do it for a short period of time in the air and acceleration.
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The giant, which was almost fat into a sphere, approached the battlefield at an incredible speed, it could only trot x, but the distance it covered was tens of zhang!
The fat on its body was piled up into a mountain of flesh, and it could almost be said that its whole body was full of foul-smelling fleshy tumors, and yellow fat was constantly dripping from its body.
Suddenly, it suddenly stopped, looked up at the outline of the broad city wall in the distance, and slowly cracked a smile at the corner of its mouth... This smile almost cracked its entire face!
"Need help?" asked the black mist as it condensed into a humanoid silhouette over the fat man's shoulder, and asked in a grim tone, "The humans seem to want to round you up." β
"Just those people?" The fat man said disdainfully, "If it weren't for the fact that this world suppressed our power too much, I would have been able to destroy this country alone!"
"Hertock, you'd better put away your hubris, for if your hubris interferes with our plans, you will be an eternal sinner. β
The fat man ignored it, but he didn't refute it either. Its fat body began to move rhythmically, the energy between heaven and earth began to riot abnormally, and the gray realm unfolded, seemingly rendering the entire world gray!