"In the name of God, swear to glory!"

Thurington's last line of defense, the square in front of St. Shan's Cathedral was lined with pikemen and shieldmen in fine armor, whose faith was unshakable under the divine aura of the knights and the pious prayers of the priesthood.

"Hiss-roar——!"

The black crush was like an ant colony, and the armies of the undead were crowded like walking corpses, and in their hands were rotten and rusty soldiers, and their ragged armor exposed rotting flesh. The scattered steps, and the shoulders colliding with each other, seem to be about to fall at any moment. But they also don't know what fear is, and the slightest breath of a human can make their eyes bloodshot with excitement, and they will go forward and crash into any weapon without hesitation.

The feathers on top of the Silver-Armored Knight's helmet were gone, and his right arm was broken at the elbow, as evidenced by his recent battle with the Lord of the Dead. The strength of the Undead Lord is well deserved, and the high-ranking knights are almost broken by his hands. If it weren't for the Silver Knight's personal guards fighting to the death, then I'm afraid he wouldn't be standing here, and this last line of defense would have been wiped out in an instant.

The Silver-Armored Knight still sat on horseback, wielding his sword to give absolute courage to his soldiers.

The torrent of the undead crashed against this embankment like a wave, and in an instant, the defense line was severely deformed and twisted like a long snake, making people feel that they would be torn apart in the next moment.

Nearly every soldier had one or more struggling and roaring corpses poked into their spears, and the soldiers who followed slashed their swords and severed the heads and limbs of the undead.

In less than ten minutes, the defense line had shrunk sharply, and the entire defensive formation had become more compact, because it was not known how many men had been lost in the process of retreating backwards, and only by fighting and retreating could the defense line not be breached.

And the survivors are undoubtedly more elite soldiers, so far these ordinary undead soldiers alone can no longer rely on corpse tactics to devour them in a short period of time, after all, the undead will also leave corpses behind after they fall to the ground, which will also hinder their advance.

The Undead Lord, who had been behind the army of the undead, obviously understood, his face had been hidden in the knight's armor from being seen, and he didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

But what is certain is that he has acted unconsciously, and there are also elites in the undead army, and those who have consciousness. It seems that the law of the undead is like this, the more powerful a person becomes an immortal, the stronger his strength becomes, and the more complete his consciousness and human existence become.

These undead know what they are doing, and what they want is to overthrow all the gods in the world, and then replace the living or the gods to regain control of the world. They had no qualms about removing the brand-new armor from the corpses of the living and draped them over their bodies, so that they could use their strength to outnumber the ten.

They are the true blasphemers, and the greed and lust born of the darkness of human nature have made them forget God's grace and want to take everything away from God's hands!

The Lord of the Dead, on the other hand, prefers to call himself a Soul Awakener, a False God Destroyer, or the Creator of a Godless New World. He even felt that this was the way this world should be, that the age of the living and the age of the gods was over, and that the undead would surely become the masters.

……

Chengbei Church Prison.

Oscar, Parker, and Sylvin have been slashing non-stop since they burst out of the elevator, and although the main army of the undead has left this "no man's land", there are still many people who are stunned in place, and come to life at the sight of living things.

"Oscar, I think we might as well stay underground, the undead on the ground can't be killed at all!" Parker had cut down more than a dozen undead people before and after, and his tiger's mouth was still numb. The undead who came out of that alley every once in a while were endless.

"Then what can you do, stay underground and we will be trapped to death sooner or later, and then become food for those big rats." Although Oscar doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, the other two big people can't survive the time.

As the amount of Sombra consumed increased, Oscar remembered more things, even about the blonde woman. Or rather, two blonde women, he only knew that these two people were the two most important people in his life. He wanted to find them, even though he had become this ghost.

"Sewers! It's a sewer. I know how to go, every city's sewers always hide another world, even Thurington. With Oscar, we don't have to worry about them blocking the sewers, we can even follow the sewers to the vicinity of St. Khan's Cathedral, where our men must be guarded. ”

Sylven exclaimed excitedly, then severed the arm of an undead man and smashed the rotten skull with another punch.

"I agree with you, but Oscar wouldn't be happy if you said that, he's not a sewer cleaner, is he?" Parker had fully agreed with his idea.

"I think it's okay." Oscar's tone is very similar to Parker's kid, and Oscar's attempts during this time are basically popularized by him.

The conversation between the three of them can be said to be a joy in suffering, but fortunately, these undead people left behind are basically "old, weak, sick and disabled", so they have this time to discuss countermeasures.

Sylvin led the two of them into the alley between the houses, and then, relying on his familiarity with the complex terrain, the undead who had been left behind no longer had to try to catch up with them. Touch! I saw that he kicked his foot, and he kicked out a square wooden door on this complete wall, just enough for one person to pass sideways.

"Damn! Sylvan you still don't forget this wine, how did you bring us to the cellar? ”

"Wait, don't get angry, we're going to find our way here."

With that, he pushed away a large oak barrel that was two men high, and then a square plank appeared on the ground, and when it was pulled out, there were ladders that stretched downward, and it was so black that it was impossible to see anything.

Sylven then turned around and took a bottle of unbelievable wine from the wine shelf and handed it to Oscar, for the cellar was too dimly lit.

"It's promised you in return." dared to say that he wanted to invite Oscar to drink, but he didn't agree casually.

Oscar couldn't even remember the taste of the wine, and he couldn't taste it now, but he still took the bottle and put it in his pocket.

"Let's go, keep up, I'm afraid it won't be long before this place becomes the territory of the undead."