Chapter Forty-Eight: Destroying the Withering and Decaying
As the candles of the castle on the cliffs in the distance went out.
On the barren land, there is gradually a howling wind.
Click, click, click.
One skeleton after another, rising from the ground.
They staggered to their feet, a little ghost fire burning in their eyes.
There are even tall skeleton generals, riding skeleton horses, wielding long swords full of fluorescent swords in their hands.
Ling Ping'an watched, wanting to whistle.
But considering that there was an audience, he folded his hands in a serious way and recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha!" Wonderful! Wonderful! ”
As he spoke, he stepped forward like an old monk with a compassionate face.
"Senpai!" Behind him, the concerned voice of the audience came: "This is the undead of the guards of the Kingdom of France!" ”
"Be careful!"
The Guards of the Kingdom of France are an iron army in history!
Even the soldiers of the Federal Empire admired them very much.
And in the Guard, there is a special unit called the 'Kingsguard'.
It was the emperor's sharpest saber, and it was also a famous extraordinary unit on the Qin land.
Legend has it that every member of this 'Imperial Guard' was trained in the most famous White Bone Chapel in Qin and Lu.
Each one is the most devout ascetic.
And Chu Weiwei recognized the skeletons the moment they got up from the ground.
They wore purple-gold uniforms, shoulders and skulls, and vaguely recognizable redbuds.
Needless to say, these things were the most intimate and loyal guards of the Imperial Palace under the Emperor's command during his lifetime!
When they were alive, they were already terrifying.
Each one has at least the strength of a second lieutenant in the Black Guard.
Now dead.
It's only going to get stronger!
Sure enough, these skeletons, after seeing the senior, walked towards them.
One by one, they raised their heads and roared.
Every skeleton burned.
Green ghost fires, igniting from their torsos and bones.
Eerie, eerie, terrifying voices roared from their already decaying vocal cords.
"Onward! Slave of the master! Rise up! ”
"A glorious day awaits you!"
"Look, the master is watching us!"
"Raise the blood-stained battle flag!"
"Raise the blood-stained battle flag!"
"Do you hear me! Slave of the master! ”
"The glorious war is calling us!"
They stomped, roared, and lined up in neat formations, like a well-organized army!
Some of them raised their swords, and the ghost fire danced on the blades.
Others raised muskets that had long since rotted and broken, the soul was gunpowder, and the pain was the bullet.
There were even a few skeletons who dug out a broken and rusty cannon from the ground, and they pushed the cannon forward.
A skeleton that plucked its head off and stuffed it into the barrel of a cannon.
Bang!
That cannon can go off!
Chu looked at it slightly, and his body began to tremble.
"Necro Army!"
"It's an army of necromancy!"
The records of the black-clothed guard floated to the bottom of my heart.
For two hundred years, the soldiers of the Federal Empire and their fellow Blackguards have faced these terrifying and evil enemies many times.
Every time it comes at a huge cost!
That is, it was not until nearly fifty years ago that the Federal Empire mastered the secrets of the sun and developed a large-yield hydrogen bomb.
Make sure that these things can be completely wiped out and destroyed.
In addition, the governor was born and suppressed the world.
These things are just fading away.
But here, in this nightmare world, Chu Weiwei knows that the hydrogen bomb of the Federal Empire is beyond the reach of the whip.
It is impossible for the governor to come.
"Senpai!" She couldn't help but shout: "The necromantic army is invincible!" ”
It's common sense!
Common sense that all members of the Blackguard knew on their first day on duty.
Necromancy is essentially a monster that has been tortured and twisted by people with evil secret methods.
These things are not afraid of life and death, have no feelings, and do not get tired.
Alone isn't really scary.
What is terrifying is that like in front of you, you can line up, you can coordinate with each other, protect each other, and even form an array to cast spells and fight together.
That means they still retain the wisdom of their lives.
Such necromancy can only be refined by the most powerful necromancer.
In other words......
In fact, behind these things, there is a terrifying and powerful necromancer.
Generally speaking, necromancers who can refine necromantic armies are at least monsters at the level of major generals!
In Chu Weiwei's consciousness, such an enemy can only be fought by the governor alone!
But, hear her call.
The burly monk just smiled back.
There was a little bit of a compassionate smile overflowing from his face.
I heard him say: "Don't worry, don't worry, and treat the poor monks beyond their generations!" ”
As he spoke, he leaped into the air.
Head to the skeletal cannonball that came out of the barrel.
"Bold and wicked!"
"I can tell at a glance that you are not human!"
"Great Mighty Dragon!"
He grabbed the high-velocity cannonball with one hand, and pressed lightly.
Chu Weiwei saw that the skull with ghost fire turned into ashes in the big hands of this senior.
But he didn't stop, but rushed straight to the necromantic army that was walking in line.
As a result, Chu Weiwei witnessed a massacre with his own eyes.
A devastating slaughter!
The burly monk, like a chariot, rushed directly into the array of necromantic armies.
The terrible necromancers raised their muskets and fired.
One bullet after another with ghost fire hit him, and even the skin was not scratched!
And every time the monk attacks, he can smash a skeleton to pieces.
"Bold and wicked!"
"The poor monk can see at a glance that you are not human!"
"Great Mighty Dragon!"
In the heavy drinking again and again, the army of necromancy, which originally numbered more than 200 people, was smashed little by little and flattened one by one.
Chu looked at it slightly, and even forgot to breathe and forget to think.
She had only one thought: when did the Federal Empire appear a great monk with such profound Dharma?
You know, it's the same as Taoism.
In Buddhist practice, we must also abide by the rules and precepts, and rely on diligent practice.
And today's federal monk circles......
Chu Weiwei has seen masters who drive luxury cars and go to nightclubs.
I have also encountered the host of the second, third, and fourth wives.
I just haven't seen a monk who cultivates hard meditation and strictly abides by the precepts.
No way!
When a temple can receive a soft hand every year just by relying on incense money, when a monk can receive tens of thousands of Buddha money just by standing in front of the Buddha statue.
Who still keeps the rules and precepts?
Who is willing to recite the sutras and practice the Dharma?
If you don't abide by the rules and precepts, you won't be willing to participate in the scriptures.
It is the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva, and the Buddha descends to earth, and I am afraid that it is only a physical mortal fetus.
"This must be a virtuous monk who lives in a temple in the deep mountains!" Chu Weiwei couldn't help but guess in his heart.
It's just that......
"This master is inevitably too violent......"
She looked at the battlefield in front of her.
To be precise, it should be called a slaughterhouse.
A moment ago, the undead army was imposing.
Now it is in tatters, and it can only survive.
Finally......
The people behind these dead spirits are no longer easy to press.
Click, click!
Deep underground, there was a strange noise.
And then......
Roar!
A giant monster that emerges from the ground.
It has nine large, hideous snake heads.
Covered in cyan phosphor armor.
Huge body, like a small mountain.
"Xudra!" Chu exclaimed slightly!
It was the legendary nine-headed monster Xu Dra!
It's just that it's dead.
The body of this huge and terrifying monster has shown signs of decay, and its nine snake heads are crawling with maggots.
Obviously, this is a Xudra who was brutally made into an undead after being killed!