"Fight! Until the last moment! ”

The sky was pouring rain, and the Scarlet Crusader Commander Grayman stood on a high ground, commanding his Hearthvale Expeditionary Force to fight the undead. His hammer was like a blazing torch, guiding the Crusaders to fight their enemies.

However, there are too many enemies. The fall of every crusader means the rise of an undead warrior.

The Crusader soldiers' mental defenses collapsed, and many had to raise their war hammers, long swords, and slash at their former comrades, loved ones.

A father couldn't do anything to his dead son, however, the zombie that had become an undead puppet raised his sword and stabbed his father with a sword. Its gaze was glazed, but his father was full of love for his child until he died.

"Damn it! The Crusaders must not allow fathers and sons to go into battle in the future, it will hurt us! ”

A Scarlet Priest shouted.

"I'm afraid there is no future."

However, Grayman answered him coldly.

The next moment, a fat undead evil monk rushed towards him.

Ares could clearly see that Grayman had been knocked away by the undead monk in a terrifying collision. His body was bounced off like a doll, and the light that hung over his head suddenly dissipated.

The fat undead monk limped towards him, revealing a disgusting mouth full of wriggling maggots.

Grayman was mortally wounded, his armor sunken in, pieces of iron embedded in the flesh, blood flowing. His weakened body could not even stand up again.

But the undead evil monk does not care about the so-called sense of glory of the human world, for it, it is a pleasure to torture and kill the weak. The next moment, the fat undead evil monk opened his belly's bloody mouth wide, and bit the bloody commander Grayman in his mouth, and a crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard, and Grayman's body was bitten in two! A blur of flesh and blood remained outside the evil monk's bloody mouth.

The terrifying images made the Scarlet Crusader warriors collapse instantly, and they saw their commander, the Paladin of Light, being puppeted by the undead scourge, and in an instant, he ended his life. What else can beat it?

Torrential rain washed over the battlefield, and blood pooled into rivers that flowed down the muddy earth......

Drumm was crushed by a bloodthirsty and crazy zombie, and was kicked away by Ares, and then the heavy hammer fell mercilessly, smashing the zombie into a pile of rotten flesh.

"That won't work, brother, you must use the power of the Light, not just brute force!"

After being rescued, Drumm stood up breathlessly and said.

"But I won't, I won't use the power of the Light......"

"Don't tell me you're a paladin, damn it, a paladin won't use the power of the Light. Pray whatever you want, in short, anything you can pray for, ask the Light to give you the strength to overcome the evil in front of you. It's that simple! ”

Drum roared, and the rain poured down his head and forehead, mixed with blood, and ran down his cheeks. It was as if he had been fighting for a long time and was exhausted.

However, Ares still couldn't do it, his belief in the Light was too distant and unfamiliar.

"Damn it, pray for the Light, Ares! Show me a real paladin! ”

Drumm was still yelling. Beside them, more and more crusaders fell, and the undead warriors stepped on their backs, plunging rusty iron swords into their backs, and blood splattered like fountains in the ground. Drowning ankles.

A large skeleton soldier slammed the emaciated Ares to the ground with a fierce shield blow, and the rain poured into his mouth and nostrils, almost suffocating him.

However, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get up, and the soles of the big skeleton's feet crushed Ares's back. The Skeleton Soldier infused with the power of the undead is even several times stronger than a normal human, and it is a Great Skeleton Warrior, with a higher level than ordinary skeletons and zombies.

Ares closed his eyes in despair, presumably, today is his end, it seems that his journey through time is over today, in less than a month......

The rain continued to pour into his nostrils, and Ares felt unprecedented pain, however, just when Ares was about to completely despair, a warm picture appeared again in front of his eyes, a kind father, with a warm big hand ** his child's hair, that scene was very short, fleeting. For a moment, Ares didn't understand what was happening, he didn't know if his hand had re-grasped the warhammer, or if the warhammer had returned to his hand, but he felt that his hand sank, and an inexplicable force swept through his body.

Taking advantage of the transmission of this power, Ares roared, miraculously pushing away the large skeleton that was pressing on him. The stunned expression of the necromancer not far away could be seen, and then, a ball of light so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it fell from the sky, enveloping Ares in light.

"Thank the Light, you're back......"

Drumm sighed with relief, as if he had found a life-saving straw, and it should be said that everyone felt like they had found a life-saving straw.

The light converged on Ares' warhammer, causing it to sparkle like the sun in the night sky, filled with endless energy.

"Kill it!"

The necromancer's roar was heard in the air. Countless undead skeletons and ghouls immediately lunged towards Ares' location. However, the warhammer that gathered the power of the Holy Light swept away the undead and ghouls that pounced on him like the god of war on the battlefield, and Ares hammered one by one, all the undead hit by the warhammer were shattered, and countless soul fires escaped from the shattered carrion and dissipated into the air.

"In the name of the Light!"

At this moment, Ares felt that it was not he wielding the warhammer, but the warhammer was driving him forward and fighting.

Again, the undead who rushed up were knocked away by the Holy Light Warhammer, and the carrion on its body immediately burned, followed by the entire corpse. There was a terrible wail.

"Kill it."

Seeing that ordinary skeleton zombies were unable to kill Ares, the necromancer issued a command to the Scourge Monk.

The fat sewing monster suddenly rushed towards where Ares was, its fat body shook and crushed the ground, the corpse was trampled to rot, and countless corpse insects and fat maggots flowed out of the big mouth in his abdomen.

The monster had just killed the Scarlet Commander Grayman, and was now undaunted by the paladins in front of him.

Looking at the Scourge Monk charging wildly, Ares instinctively felt fear, but the power of the Holy Light was too strong, and it inspired the Paladins to fight bravely. Hammer of Wrath......

The first skill to be unlocked, feeling the power of the holy light surging in his body, Ares jumped away agile the moment the Berserk Monk rushed in, dodging the violent charge of the Scourge Monk. The huge evil monk charged a few more steps before stopping, but at this time, Ares had already held the war hammer in his hand, jumped high, and the war hammer containing the power of holy light smashed down fiercely, and the huge natural calamity evil monk suddenly snorted, and a brilliant golden light bloomed from the evil monk's body.