The two armies on the battlefield were silent for less than half a minute, and Quart was already standing in front of the Half-Corpse Legion, waving his hand at the army of the Resurrected.

Suddenly, the situation in the field changed drastically, and a 'woo' sound sounded in the sky, and a hurricane formed by a series of magical air currents rushed straight into the sky.

The sky was obscured by the magic of death at this moment, and it gradually darkened.

"What's that?!"

Norway and Molde, who were in the army of the resurrected, rode on horseback, and were hit by the hurricane and fell straight backwards.

And the old man Molde looked at the sky in astonishment as he tightly covered his black robe.

Over there, the vast amount of death magic condensed together, as if forming a black hole, rolling up an army of thousands of resurrected people and swallowing them up.

The resurrected were sucked into the sky by the black hole in pieces, devoured to the point that there was nothing left of them, and the various magical equipment they had dropped from mid-air was also wrenched to pieces by the hurricane of death magic.

"That's the Magic Storm aggregate......"

On the other side, Norvi, who was also blown by the hurricane and couldn't open his eyes, tilted his head and said through gritted teeth.

As a person with four-turn equipment, he naturally had a very clear understanding of the means of using magic power.

It's just that knowing the origin of that black hole is even knowing the level of the legion under the Wind Brave.

The people of the opposing legion turned out to be some strong men above level 400!

"Mana Storm?!"

Molde on the other side heard Norvi's words, and his face also showed a hint of fear.

Even the previous demon clan could know that the magic storm was a phenomenon that was only caused by the use of magic by the second-turn powerhouse, so how could he, a member of the Holy Sword Sect, not know.

"How is that possible?"

Molde was a little shocked for a while, a four-hundred-level person, it is said that there is no such strong person in this world for a long time, right, where did these people in front of him come from?

He didn't know what to do, he originally thought that his legion had a numerical advantage and would definitely be able to crush the other party, but who would have thought that in the other party's legion, there would be a second-turn powerhouse that should not exist at all in this era?

And the whole legion is still a second turn.

He could understand by looking at the situation in front of him that the army in front of him was definitely not something that his army of resurrectants could resist.

"Let's go!"

Mordra said a word to Norway, and then fled towards the rear of the army.

Because at this moment, in front of the army of the resurrected, the soldiers of the half-corpse army had already rushed into the military formation, unstoppable like ghosts, and within a few seconds, they broke up the camp of their army, and the resurrectants fell down one by one as if they had been cut grass.

Molde had no doubt that if it had been a few seconds too late, the two of them would have fallen next.

"Can't run! Grandpa Molde, I'll have to make a move at this time! ”

Norwe, who was being dragged by Mor on the side, immediately shouted, and glanced at the resurrectants around who had almost been wiped out by most of them, knowing that if he didn't do it again, the resurrectants would soon die.

When the time comes, if only the two of them are left alone, they will have to face the brave and his legion at the same time.

After Norway finished speaking, he planned to pull off his robe and use his four-turn equipment to repel these powerhouses from nowhere.

However, before he could make a move, he was held down by Molde:

"Wait a minute!"

Molde turned his head to look at the situation on the battlefield, and looked at the army of resurrectors who now only had two or three thousand people left, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

These resurrectants, but their church used the chaos magic that has been passed down for thousands of years to resurrect, and now that the magic crystals have run out, it is impossible for them to resurrect an army, so to speak, for every one who dies, there is one less.

It was such a precious resurrection, and after only a few minutes, almost all of them died at the hands of the brave army, and it can be said that his heart was dripping blood.

But he knew that now was not the time to feel sorry for this, and his face showed a touch of determination, knowing that it was time to make his own decision.

So he took Norvi by the hand, and suddenly turned his horse, and as he walked through the army, he said:

"Listen up to Norvi! Next, I will use all the remaining resurrectors to stop the footsteps of the opposing legion, and at the same time send you to the front of the Wind Brave, you must win this battle! ”

Molde's meaning, of course, is that it is impossible to rely on the legion to achieve victory, so their last hope is all on Norwe.

As long as Novi can kill the Wind Brave, then the rest of the legions are not to worry, even if Novi no longer has the strength to deal with the people of the opposing legion after fighting the Wind Brave, it will definitely be more than enough to escape.

When the time comes, flee back to recuperate, then after regaining combat effectiveness, this legion of the brave, no matter where they come from, will cease to exist in the future.

"Leave it to me!"

Hearing Molde's words, Norway gritted his teeth, put down his hands, and gave up his plan to deal with the strong man of the Brave Legion now.

He wants to keep the magic of his equipment and deal with the Wind Brave.

The army of resurrectors quickly gathered towards the young man of the Holy Sword Sect, as if they were protecting what he was rushing towards in his direction, Lu Ming could certainly see it.

"Brave man, what should I do?"

The Fourth Demon King on the side naturally also noticed the young man who was a little different.

Obviously, this person is not a two-eyed godless resurrection, so it should be the person who cooperated with the three demon kings this time.

Since his goal is the brave, of course the Fourth Demon King will not do what she wants, but intends to stop him.

But before she could leave, Olibel, who was beside Lu Ming, spoke:

"If you don't want to die, just stand here and watch."

In his words, there was no lack of contempt for the strength of the Fourth Demon King, believing that she was not qualified to participate in this war at all.

Facing Princess Olibel's words, the Fourth Demon King pursed his lips and did not speak.

Although I don't want to admit it, the battle has indeed exceeded the cognition of the fourth demon king from the beginning.

If her perception is not wrong, among the army of ten thousand resurrectants on the other side, none of them are weaker than their own demon king army, and there are even many people whose strength is no less than their own.

However, these people are as simple as mowing grass under the hands of Lu Ming's army, and they can't pose a threat to them at all, and it is difficult for the Fourth Demon King to imagine what the level of these people is.

If even these people can't stop the young man on the other side, then it's really useless to let her go.

For a moment, she hesitated.

Of course, Lu Ming saw the tangled expression of the Fourth Demon King, and couldn't help but smile, comforting her and saying:

"Don't worry, even if the Legion can't stop him, there is still Quet in front of him."

As he spoke, he raised his chin and motioned to the Fourth Demon King to look at the legion general in front of him who had not moved from beginning to end.

His face was still very calm, as if the previous battles of the Legion had nothing to do with him, and he had not looked at the resurrected ones from beginning to end.

On the contrary, his gaze had been on the young man of the Holy Sword Sect who had been mentioned by Lu Mingdian, and the other party's actions had already been included in his eyelids. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie