Chapter 41: The Battle of the Five Armies (1)
The overwhelming army of the undead in the void and cold universe seemed to complement each other, surrounded by soul light, full of green and shining, and the civilizations of all levels gazing at the distance of the star field shuddered.
The bull head and horse face was the head of the underworld in the past, and then retreated to the second line for some reason, and now let the stars and all the worlds realize that living in seclusion behind the scenes does not mean giving way, and the power is essentially controlled by the bull head and horse face.
Although Mo Jianqiang seemed to feel some existing thoughts, he didn't care.
At this moment, when the 3 armies gathered, they saw the deployment of the undead clearly, the combination of civilization technology and cultivation civilization, and the various hidden magic weapons of fame made direct observers dizzy, each artifact has its indispensable past, but the scepter in the hand of the Lich King is the most eye-catching.
Holding a giant axe, the bull-headed horseface stared at the scepter in the Lich King's hand, and blurted out insincerely, "I smell the artifact of creation"
This statement is directly suspected of raising the morale of others and destroying his own prestige, but the previous greeting of the demon strong to the underworld still makes all the strong people feel uneasy, and the Lich King was expected to escape from the wind before.
"Build an altar of the underworld" The demon should be calm and calm.
A space fortress condensed by ideas gradually took shape, and an indescribable prehistoric monument was condensed on the fortress.
The actions of the undead legion directly attracted the gaze of millions of pairs of young people, and the Lich King was not triggered, and the prophet was thoughtful.
The tombstone is not composed of physical matter in the universe, it is tall and straight, and the existence of carved railings and jade is actually a gemstone containing gamma rays, full of incomparable energy.
All the strong people instantly understood a truth, what summons the history of the underworld, it is all a disguise, once the undead army is defeated, it will directly detonate this tombstone, and the fall of all the creatures present will be in the gamma ray of wreaking sword.
The belief that the demon is invincible and invincible seems to have hooked some kind of law in the universe, and the army of the undead is deeply infected and powerful.
In fact, to be authorized to be the position of the great demon king of the galaxy, the underworld must be supported, and the projection of summoning the supreme existence is one of them, but the belief that the undead will never perish is the recognition of the overlord of the star field.
"Sacrifice the orc battle flag," the prophet also said slowly.
At this moment, the demon is strong and has no more than enough, whether the beast clan is in its own vein or with the undead, if it is a group, let the underworld improve the intelligence network, thinking about it makes people can't help but want to curse the prophet, old and immortal is a thief.
But inferences are inferences.
On the one hand, the blood words stained with the souls of countless heroes and martyrs appeared in the void of the universe, and they did not fall down after the change of the eternal era, among which 5 lifelike blood marks of the five clans were imprinted in the hearts of all those who passed, resounding through the battle spirit of all worlds, which was enough to stimulate and infect the bloodline combat power of all the beast people, and a battle flag was enough to express the history of blood and tears in the development and evolution of the beast race.
The Lich King is not hiding at the moment, the scepter in his hand is full of stars, and the undead people who are wrapped in it feel unprecedented power, their hearts have sustenance, their spirits have relied on, and their beliefs are more secure.
It's all group bonus bonus skills, and at this moment, the demon can't help but sweep the bull-headed horse face with his divine sense, and it is rumored that the roar of the bull-headed horse face can double the combat power of all the undead legions and boost morale.
It was like a bull-headed horse face that felt the attention of the demon's strong man, with a pious and smiling face: "Gigglesγγγγγ But by the Demon King's instructions"
Demon Jianqiang withdrew his gaze, this laugh was more terrifying than crying, the dark atmosphere of the underworld undead army was even more in an instant, it was simply a living treasure.
The Lich King's undead legion pulled out a piece of Beef Horse Noodles' frozen flesh and returned it to Beef Horse Noodles himself very boldly. However, the eternal frozen sculpture has caused a headache for the senior leaders of the Undead Legion, and it is rumored that the Lich King's pursuit of cold has reached the level of a god.
The prophet's seat slowly took steps and opened up a different dimension: "Your Excellency, you might as well come alone, in the small world, the armies of the three races are fighting, the distance of several light years in this domain will be empty, and the racial status of the stars and worlds will be reshuffled. β
"The Prophet's Words Are True"
The demon turned into a streamer and escaped into the small world.
The lich snorted, unloaded the scepter of the stars, and stepped into the small world.
The world is isolated from the outside world and the inside is viewed clearly.
"We have no reason to go to war" Mojian is straight to the point
The Lich King commented defiantly: "I'm surrounded, you stupid, scumbag, brainless intelligence, nothing but like a vase"
Mo Jian was strong and slightly surprised in his heart, surround the million-strong army of the three clans, who are you scaring about: "I naturally understand, I'm just testing you."
The crystal worm in the prophet's hand is quickly capturing and deducing: "The top ten cosmic races, the Zerg are moving around, the number is more than 10 million, but due to the unequal combat power, the victory or defeat is unpredictable, but the Zerg seems to be waiting for something, and there is a certainty of victory."
The Lich King gasped for the cold air in the small world, and spat out white mist: "The allies of the Zerg, the aliens, the two races are like a family, they have supported and devoured each other since ancient times, and they almost merged into one and became aliens."
"The alien is a royal family, with the genes of the heavens and all worlds, and can devour the existence of any life form, while the Zerg is just a terrifying number of powerhouses, and the alliance of the two high-level is just based on the cultivation of high-end combat power by sacrificing the clansmen, devouring each other, and consuming each other" Demon Qiang opened his mouth and said analytically, and at the same time understood in his heart, if he didn't say anything, he might only be able to listen to it like a dumb melon.
The Prophet's Crystal Ball shatters in a speedy exercise, leaving the Lich King and the Demon Unaware.
The prophet said indifferently: "We have mobilized a large army for various reasons, and the aliens and the zerg have acted as bridge-builders, and now they are gathered and encircled, devouring and digesting our schemes at a glance, and no one knows which people in their subordinates are the zerg, which people are of the opposite sex, even if they are undead, in some form, they can still be infiltrated."
The Lich King: "After the elimination of the other, this star field will be owned by the Zerg, and with the technology of our three clans, the Zerg will inevitably grow bigger, and have the capital to gradually encroach on the galaxy." β
Mo Jian: "And the descendants of our so-called surrenderers will be harvested like bandits, raised in captivity, and used to be devoured by new types of zerg and the opposite sex." β
The Lich King's and the Prophet's cautious eyes continued to stare at the demon's strength, revealing a certain unfinished meaning.