Chapter 580: The Death of the Shadow Streamer
Looking at the sudden change in front of the meeting, Crane's expression was unusually solemn.
The colorful world loses color in an instant, and the contrast between black and white is monotonous and boring, as if you are in an unfamiliar environment, but if you look closely, it shows a resemblance to the main material plane.
The black sky, the white snow, and the winding roads are completely the wilderness plains of the black and white world.
In addition to this, a mist of large shadows wafted through the air, and there was a strange and pungent smell.
Turning his gaze slightly, Crane looked at the convoy, and all the surfaces of the carriages were also covered with a layer of fine black veil, dissolving the brilliance.
"The Shadow Realm."
The black curtain was lifted, and Sophia stepped out of the car, seeing her surroundings and whispering.
There are two sides to everything, and the main plane of matter is no exception.
The Shadow Realm that Sophia said was the opposite of the main material plane, and it was also the plane closest to the Karadimos continent.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault."
Sophia sighed lightly, [Pamela's] unusual behavior came to mind, maybe she should have opened the golden box to see what was going on, but now that it was irretrievable--- the convoy had fallen into the shadows.
"The enemy in the shadows was premeditated, and it was our fault." Crane let out a reassuring voice, his gaze falling on the surface of the blackened gilt shards, and a little muddy, rancid liquid dripping onto the floor of the carriage.
"Najiuri, can you spread the news?"
The shadows distorted, and Najiuri appeared beside Crane wearing dark chain mail, his eyes flashing with a cold color: "There is a magic circle that blocks this space, and the news can't get out." ”
"But I have the Shadowstream Men outside, and if they find that we are gone, they will send a rescue signal to the surrounding area as quickly as possible."
Najiuri's pupils moved slightly, and the corner of her eye fell on Anne behind Sophia, flashing an inexplicable color: "In addition.... It's not like we're without opportunities! ”
Knowing what he meant, Crane glanced at Anne, who was still playing with the bear with her head down, and thought of the reminder just now, and relaxed slightly.
Since Lady Anne was able to allow the incident to happen, it means that she has not yet sensed a life-threatening enemy behind her back.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Suddenly, a myriad of strange hoarse roars rang out within the Shadow Realm, shattering the silence and causing restlessness.
At the end of the white snow, a group of spider-like shadow monsters approached quickly, their strong bodies densely covered with dark and hard shells, like javelin-like lower limbs leaving countless marks on the snow, they opened their crimson eyes wildly, and ran wildly towards the convoy.
"Shadow Spider."
Crane frowned slightly, these lowly creatures driven by madness and twist possessed strength comparable to that of extraordinary monsters.
Although this kind of strength is weak for the Trefalli legionnaires, the number of them in the field of vision is somewhat large, at least hundreds.
He looked at Sophia beside him and said in a condensed voice, "Deal with them as soon as possible, I smell a little uneasy." ”
Hearing this, Nakuri nodded slightly, took out the kunai on his waist, and pointed forward. The shadowlings hidden behind him used the shadows to invade into the distance.
Shadows are also the specialty of the shadow streamers.
Especially after obtaining the [Tears of Shadow] in the robbery, the strength of the shadow stream has reached a higher level, and it is no longer what it used to be.
In the Snow Void, the number of Shadow Streamers who attacked the Shadow Demon Spider was small, only six, but it was not only them who were in charge of the safety of the convoy, but also the Trefalis Legionnaires.
Tightening the reins, the silent Trefali legionnaires quickly adjusted their formation, leaving one column to guard the convoy and the other column of ten to form a charging array.
Sonorous!
The pitch-black heavy cavalry spear was placed on his waist, and his cold eyes stared at the shadow demon spider that was getting closer and closer.
In a flash!
The soldiers of the Trefalli Legion clamped their horses' bellies and charged with their heavy rifles.
Click! Click!
The horses' hooves struck the ground like a shower, splashing white snow particles, and the dark red cloak that had once covered it turned into black feathers and fluttered high.
The Trefalis legionnaires cut straight lines through the black and white world, and the last to arrive was the first to rush into the Shadow Spider swarm with unstoppable force.
The heavy cavalry spear wrapped in life energy easily pierced through the sturdy shell, and viscous black blood sprayed and stained the armor.
Bloody slaughter descended on the realm of shadows in an instant!
Compared to the charge of the Trefalis legionnaires, the Shadowstream Cult's killing method is much more practical and more unprepared.
The horse's hooves trampled over, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the Shadow Demon Spider fell into chaos.
From time to time, the black and white air will distort into a whirlpool of shadows, erasing the only white brilliance, and then in the black picture, a kunai with a cold light will appear.
The shadows opened the fangs of death at the right time, or stabbed in the back, or stabbed in the dead corner, or as fast as a shower, or like a meteor, quietly harvesting the life of the shadow demon spider, clearing a large blank area.
With the sound of painful wails, the battle became more and more intense.
No!
Not a battle, it's a slaughter, a slaughter belonging to the Trefalis legionnaires and the Shadowstreamers.
The black blood that flowed ruffled corroded the snow-white earth, and one by one the shadow demon spiders fell to the snow, struggling in the whirlpool of war, until they lost their lives completely.
......
The sky of the Shadow Realm, behind the gray clouds.
"Hmm..... Really powerful legionnaires, and... Delicious soul! ”
[Pamela] looked down at the battle below, her dark pupils filled with inexplicable emotions, she licked her lips, and she couldn't suppress the desire in her heart.
"Hmph, I said, don't use any tricks, go straight ahead, I don't believe they still have anyone who can stop our attack."
In the southwest corner, the pitch-black hundred-mouth monster muttered, his hands slightly opened, and he shook it gently: "Four legends, ha, what are they going to resist!" ”
"Okay, since the temptation failed, let's make a move." In the northeast corner, a huge gray-skinned monster hung in the air, its eyes slightly closed, and a powerful aura permeated its body.
"Fresh flesh and blood, fresh soul, all my favorites."
"Hey, don't think about eating it all alone!" The hundred-mouthed monster glanced at his companion and said loudly, "We have four of us, let's divide it." ”
"Feel free, but let's catch the target first." [Pamela] whispered, her dark eyes glancing at her companion not far away, an ugly one-eyed monster, but giving her an inexplicable sense of danger.
The one-eyed monster instantly caught [Pamela's] gaze and gestured, then he pointed to Anne, who was hiding behind Sophia in the center of the convoy.
"Let's start then, complete the task as soon as possible, I just need a target soul, that little girl... A pure and unbeatable soul. ”
......
In the black carriage, Crane and the others were watching the killing in the snow.
The fishy smell blew to the end of her nose with the airflow, causing Sophia's discomfort, and her cold face was slightly pale.
"Huh?" As soon as Crane wanted to speak out of comfort, the extended spiritual perception tightened, as if encountering a mortal threat, and returned to the surroundings of his body.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Suddenly, four mountain-like auras descended, forming four corners, firmly locking everyone in the convoy.
"Legendary!"
Crane looked solemn and looked at the four enemies that appeared in front of him, all of them were legends, and two of them were obviously stronger.
In front of the carriage, Sophia's already pale face became whiter and whiter under the pressure of the legendary atmosphere, and there was no trace of blood. If it weren't for Anne holding her left hand, she felt like she couldn't hold it and fell to the ground.
In terms of strength alone, Sophia is just a mage, and there is still a distance from the archmage, let alone an even more distant legend.
"Give up the resistance, your hopes are long gone!"
The shadow fog dissipated, and the hundred monsters said in a muffled voice, and at the same time, hundreds of mouths made sounds, like echoes overlapping, impacting the spirits of Sophia and the others.
He threw out a few shriveled and rotten heads and rolled down the snow to the front of the carriage.