Chapter 61: Ash's Broken Thoughts
Soon, the fleeing Ash and the others arrived near the church in the village, and then a group of soldiers appeared here to meet the fleeing people.
"Hurry up, get to the back!"
"Yes, yes!"
"All of them, ready, the Void Flame Net!"
A group of soldiers stood up, and those standing at the front of the group raised their hands, and then waved down heavily, and the soldiers who received the order immediately picked up a weapon that looked like a bow and arrow, and "fired" into the sky at once.
Then, a large, connected, spider-like burning web of flames caught all the mutant bats chasing the crowd at once, and then began to burn violently.
As a result, these nasty, painful mutated bats turned into puffs of black smoke and disappeared from the sky, while the flaming web of flames fell to the ground, forming a half-man-high wall of fire.
The Aerial Flame Web is a strategic magic weapon.
"Slag scum!"
However, the mutant bats in the air have been solved, which does not mean that it is over, because the roar of the "scum scum" of the undead of the big knife can already be heard clearly.
The big knife undead are obviously not the undead who run very slowly and can be "kited", they are the undead who move quickly, and soon, a large group of undead who hold big bone knives and carrion on their faces from time to time because of fast running have appeared in front of this group of soldiers.
The group of broadsword undead blessed by the dark power of the curtain of undead cheers, crossed the burning wall of fire, and looked at the empty eyes of the broadsword undead in front of them, which had long since rotted and fallen, but there was a green light that longed to devour the souls of the living.
At this moment, the broadsword undead obviously didn't care about the threat of the wall of fire, they didn't even hesitate at all, they passed directly through the wall of fire, and the flames burned on their rotten bodies for less than a second, and they were directly extinguished by a stream of black gas.
The unscathed Broadsword Spirits now only want to eat the "soul" of the person in front of them right away, for them, this is a delicious feast, and the best "elixir" to strengthen themselves.
They are not at all afraid of "getting hurt".
"Shield guards, first team, out of the team, draw your sword, and prepare to engage the enemy in battle! We have to hold on here for a minute! ”
"Yes"
"Magic team, strengthen magic preparation!"
"Yes!"
Again, the soldiers were not in the slightest fear, and under the command of the captain, a group of heavily armored warriors armed with a strong shield stepped forward, and they smashed their shields to the ground, and then the shields were inserted into the ground, forming a solid fulcrum, and then they took out their knives, and the flames on the knives burned.
After a flash of enhanced magic, the soldiers collided with the undead and began a fierce battle.
"Kill!"
With the blessing of various enhanced magic, the soldiers raised their flaming knives, and with a loud shout, they easily split the rushing broadsword undead in half, so that this group of crazy undead directly turned into broken corpses and scattered on the ground.
Soldiers who are in full energy and magic power are much stronger in combat than these broadsword undead.
However, although the undead were cut in half by the soldiers and fell to the ground, there was still no way to kill the undead in this way, and under the effect of dark power, the flames attached to the undead were quickly extinguished, as long as they gave the undead some time, they could connect their arms and thighs one after another, stand up again, and regain their combat effectiveness.
Therefore, although the combat effectiveness of the soldiers is much higher than that of the undead, they still cannot destroy the undead and win without the means.
Under the influence of the Great Curtain of Undead Cheering, a great magic that took a long time to cast, the Thunder of the Undead, was greatly enhanced.
And the undead, the most troublesome and undealing thing is that they have no pain, do not destroy, will recover in a while, and can increase the abilities of their companions.
And, now, the undead are still pouring in.
"Second team, step forward, take the first team's gap!"
"Yes!"
So, again, soon, in less than half a minute, this group of soldiers in good condition also suffered a large number of casualties.
And the captain had no choice but to call the follow-up troops to follow up and fill the position of the soldiers killed by the undead.
"Kill!"
"Scum-fried!"
But the difficulties don't stop there.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
Soon, the undead giant monster more than ten meters high also appeared, this terrifying undead with great power, raised the thigh bone hammer in his hand, and smashed it down so high, it can directly smash people into pieces, stir up gravel and wind waves, and even hit the surrounding soldiers, and then let the big knife undead easily break through the soldiers' defensive formation, and attack the soldiers back and forth.
"Damn, everyone hold on, soon, the magic of the high priest of the church will be completed!"
"Hold on!"
……
"Thank God, I finally don't have to run, I can rest for a while, I don't have to run so fast, I'm tired!"
Finally arrived at the church, Ash couldn't help but sit on the ground, and began to pinch his calves and feet with his hands.
[I have long thought that it will not be a trivial matter, it will not end like this, look, something really happened today, alas, it's a pity that I'm just a little girl, although it seems to be a tall traverser, but I can't do anything.]
Alas, I pity myself for not having a golden finger, so I can only be a scumbag in front of this kind of thing.
However, seeing that there are still soldiers who can run over to answer, I feel that this matter should not be a big problem~]
While rubbing his feet, Ash began to "break thoughts" in his mind, for the fact that he has no strength now and can't do anything, Ash is also very unwilling, and, at the same time, Ash doesn't know why, and has a little self-blame.
Because, according to the memory in Ash's mind, those novels and comics are routines, and the protagonist of a time-traveler like her will inevitably bring about such an event, although Ash feels that she has no protagonist treatment, but she always feels that this incident must be inseparable from her "protagonist aura".
There is no need to think about it, this incident will definitely kill a lot of people, many innocent people.
In this way, Ash rubbed his feet, glad that he ran fast, and was unwilling to be unwilling to have no strength, and blamed himself inexplicably.
"Damn, bastard Kirga, let me go!"