Chapter 237. Vanishing City Ruins (Part I)

As the slender skeleton of a skeleton archer collapsed like a building, a large amount of dark blue soul fire also fell with the wind like catkins, but before it landed, that little bit of white light stretched out its claws again, and then the energy points in Chopin's retina flew up again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although the skeletons of these skeleton archers were much stronger than those of the skeleton warriors before them, how could they resist the catharsis of the fire of the tunnel guns.

The metal torrent of 600 buckshot bullets gathered crushed towards the queue of more than 500 skeleton archers with unstoppable power.

It's overwhelming!

In just an instant, nearly half of the skeleton archers' bodies trembled, and then all the skeletons on their bodies shattered, and the flickering dark blue flames were immediately pulled by the white light and thrown into the Holy Cross hanging around Chopin's neck.

And the other half of the skeleton archers were not much better at this time, and the white bones that originally had a somewhat smooth and crystalline feeling were now covered with dense cracks, which seemed to be about to collapse at any time.

However, the smoke had not yet completely cleared, and from the black and gray smoke, the more than two hundred armored cavalry were like sharp swords unsheathed, and then stabbed straight at the group of skeleton archers.

The horse's hooves inlaid with delicate shoes stepped on the ground, and the vibration caused by it was like the roar of the sky falling apart.

And when this group of bloodthirsty wolves rushed into the flock of sheep waiting to be fed, what was randomly brought was a slaughter without suspense at all.

The skeletal archers struggled and struggled, but no matter what, they couldn't stop the torrent.

A skeletal archer mechanically and rigidly tried to shoot again with the bone bow in his hand, but either their slender arms had been shattered by the roar of the tunnel guns, or the bone bow in their hands was damaged and could not shoot at all.

And those few "lucky" skeleton archers who were equipped to shoot had just made a move, but before the bone arrows could be fired, the iron horsemen whose name swept like a storm surged in, and the sabers in their hands were like the scythes of death, and then dealt these "lucky ones" a fatal blow.

And just when everyone thought that this farce was over, a sudden roar broke the calm of this crushing battle.

This is a bone arrow, a bone arrow that is more than twice as thick as the bone arrows shot by the skeleton archers before, and what is even more surprising and even chilling is that at the tip of this bone arrow, there is a faint black mist.

Is that...... Deathly darkness, ink that even the scorching sun can't expel it.

Five or six heavy cavalrymen who were close together were ruthlessly brandishing butcher knives, and around them, a skeleton archer with a trembling and majestic body had now turned into pieces of white bones.

At this moment, the bone arrow suddenly fell.

These cavalrymen didn't react to what was going on, and the thunderous roar suddenly suppressed for a hundred years, and then everything in the field of vision began to shrink and enlarge rapidly, and finally freeze into an eternal and unchanging color of blood.

The scarlet blood was like a waterfall rushing down from the nine heavens, carrying a majestic momentum that could not be described in words, slamming on the rock, and then the bits and pieces of crimson with that warmth and blood, suddenly burst out, and the broken flesh mixed with the scurrying limbs began to dance in this empty and empty air.

The crimson blood burned like a crimson flame, and the intense heat was like magma erupting from a volcano, as if it were about to burn everything.

The destructive power and lethality of this bone arrow burst out in an instant were no less than the momentum generated by the cannonball after it landed, but the enveloping range was slightly inferior.

The sudden change shook the hearts of all the cavalrymen, and then all eyes flocked to the source of the trajectory of the bone arrow.

On this bone-covered earth, the figure of a skeleton archer that looked a little different was also slowly revealed.

Although the bones on his body were also pale, the color of this skeleton archer was obviously deeper than the previous ones, and the bones that formed the whole body support were obviously much more condensed, and the dark blue soul fire swaying in the hollow eyes was also quite bright, with a faint hint of cyan mixed in it.

And when this skeleton appeared, there were less than a hundred skeleton archers left, and all of them moved closer to each other as the center, but almost all of the skeleton archers, whose originally straight skeleton brackets, were all bent up at this time, as if they were giving in to the skeleton.

"What is this? The king of skeleton archers? ”

Through the refraction effect of the telescope, Chopin could clearly see the changing situation on the battlefield at this time, and when he noticed such a situation, his face was first incomprehensibly stunned, but then indifferent and contemptuous.

"Is there finally a high-level class......

Chopin was not surprised by the appearance of this "Skeletron", this was not the first time he had come into contact with an elite type of undead creature like the other party, in the abandoned ship in the misty area, he had also greeted the undead knight, and the other party's bone structure and strength were far superior to those of the skeleton warrior and other cannon fodder. Of course, judging from the current battle situation comparison, the strength of that skeleton knight is still much inferior to that of this "Skeleton King".

However, Chopin was able to easily deal with the Skeleton Knight with only the thirty town militia he controlled at that time, not to mention the current power he had, no matter how strong this "Skeleton King" was, he could not escape the tragic fate of the soul fire being extinguished after all.

"Crush it!"

Needless to say, Chopin didn't need to say much, after seeing the terrifying power of this skeleton archer, this group of heavy cavalry naturally knew how terrifying the figure in the distance was, and if the other party was allowed to continue to attack like this, they would probably all have to explain it here later.

It was only in this case that the Guards Polish Cavalry and the Guards Grenadier Cavalry, the two most elite heavy cavalry of the French Empire, did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but rushed away with a more furious, ferocious, and crazy attitude, and the turbulence and resoluteness of their castration were simply unimaginable.

Unlike those low-level skeleton archers, this obviously much more advanced skeleton seemed to have its own emotions, and when he saw that famous cavalryman actually rushing towards him, the deep dark blue flames in his eyes suddenly jumped, as if he was brewing some great anger.

Bone arrows as smooth as jade continued to fall from mid-air, but this time, the hundreds of cavalry that surrounded them all scattered and rushed over, each cavalry was separated by at least a few meters of distance, and although the damage caused by the bone arrows that could be fired by heavy artillery was amazing, the damage it could cause was undoubtedly much smaller than before.

And when this particular skeleton archer raised his bone bow again, the figure of the first guards Polish cavalry had approached, and then the sharp spear, nearly three meters long, smashed into the chest of the "Skeletron".

When the attack was launched, the body of the Polish cavalry of the guards leaned forward, and then made full use of the power brought by the charge of the war horse under him, even though the skeleton was obviously much harder, it was inevitable that it would be a little unable to parry at this time.

And with a crisp sound, the bones as smooth and bright as white jade suddenly appeared several clearly visible cracks, and the skeleton's body also flew out upside down at this moment, and it also took advantage of the situation to bring out a furrow on the ground that was more than ten meters long.

But that's just the beginning.

The equipment wielded by a heavily armored cavalryman when he charged, and the huge impact that was intertwined, were all vented on Skeletron.

Once, twice, three times......

Charge after charge, like a raging and tumbling wave, with overwhelming power, wave after wave, as if it never ended, and then kept hitting the "Skeletron".

At this time, the "Skeleton King" is like a precarious flat boat in a turbulent river, which may be destroyed at any time.

And under such continuous blows, "Skeletron" also seemed to feel the danger of soul annihilation, and the white bones that were already covered with countless cracks desperately wanted to struggle, and the dark blue flames in the empty eyes that had not had the slightest ripple began to jump as if they had been stimulated by something.

And under this continuous surging and surging impact like a tide, even if the skeleton of "Skeletron" is comparable to steel, it is completely unable to parry.

"Click-"

When the first bone could not bear the surging pressure and completely shattered, the original sturdy skeleton of "Skeletron" was like a high-rise building with an unstable foundation, and it collapsed silently.

And the last madness of this "Skeletron" is a strange cry that is distant and roaring.

Chopin did not expect that this "Skeletron" could still make a sound, and the sound was a little strange, but a little like the sound of a horn.

Naturally, he also heard this sharp penetrating sound, but for some reason, he always had a bad feeling, faintly, Chopin felt that in that unknown darkness, as if there was a monster sleeping for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, but soon, this strange feeling receded like a tide.

And with the continuous scattering of bone fragments with a bit of crystalline feeling, the dark blue soul flame in the empty eyes of this "Skeletron" also jumped rapidly, unlike the soul flames that spread out when ordinary skeleton warriors and skeleton archers fell to the ground, the soul flames of this "Skeletron" were like a naughty elf, and at this moment they were fluttering quickly towards the rear.

However, at this moment, the Holy Cross hanging around Chopin's neck seemed to be violently stimulated, and a ball of light several times larger than all the white light that had been separated before shot out from the Holy Cross, and then rushed towards the soul flame.

The white ball of light resembles a bloodthirsty wolf at this time, and the dark blue soul fire dropped by the "Skeletron" is its target.

As if sensing the crisis, the dark blue flames that had been floating slowly against the ground suddenly jumped up, and then drifted away into the distance at an astonishing speed.

At the same moment, the white ball of light seemed to sense the attempt of the dark blue flame, and the speed of its original movement soared again, and it only took a breath or two to bite the dark blue flame tightly.

Then the white ball of light did not give the opponent any chance to fight back at all, and directly attached to the dark blue flame.

The dark blue soul fire seemed to have turned into an unyielding and tenacious warrior at this moment, struggling desperately, but unfortunately, all the struggles were useless.

With the return of this white ball of light, the energy bar on Chopin's retina also immediately jumped upwards by 100 points. (Note: The amount of dark energy absorbed is 200 points, and the energy converted into the energy that can be used by the system is 100 points, and the actual system energy absorbed by killing 500 skeleton warriors in the previous chapter is 250 points.) )

At the same time, Chopin was also stunned to find that there was an earlier annotation on the description of the attributes of the Holy Cross.

"Seal: 1/100."

With the fall of Skeletron, the remaining skeleton archers were soon swallowed up by the torrent of Iron Horsemen.

This collision with the immortal spirit once again won with an absolute advantage on Chopin's side.

However, Chopin's mind had already fallen on the Holy Cross in his hand, but before he could take a closer look, in the distance, the dust kicked up by the horse's hooves rolled again.

This time, however, it was not the undead who came, but the two cavalrymen that Chopin had previously discharged to scout.

"Your Majesty, we have found a city in front of us."

Flying off his horse, the two cavalrymen in charge of reconnaissance immediately stepped forward to report the news.

Although the voice was not loud, it made Chopin's originally frowning eyebrows suddenly raised.

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Crystal light fell from the sky, embellishing this hazy and dark world with a void and ethereal light.

At this time, under the light of this little star, Chopin and his group formed a queue of thousands of people, and they also slowly moved forward.

During this time, Chopin and the others encountered one or two more skeletal formations of less than 100 people, but they could not even play a harassing role, and they were overwhelmed by the surging warriors of the French Empire.

In front of Chopin's path, the gentle ground was crisscrossed by roads and densely packed with buildings.

But this is not so much a city as a ruin, and most of the houses are now reduced to broken masonry and rubble, and they are covered with an unknown amount of dust, and it seems that they have been abandoned for an unknown amount of time.

Although most of the buildings in the ruins have been destroyed, and it is difficult to make out even a trace of their original appearance, in the middle of this ruin, which I don't know how long it has been desolate, there are still a few buildings that still retain relatively intact, standing proudly on this barren land.

ps: Thanks to the 100 coins of the "Poor Lonely" pro-tip, I don't know what happened in the last chapter, and the chapter name has never been able to be typed, sorry.