The Knights of the Sorrowful Nation advanced like the wind. The siege spirits scattered in front of the fort were unstoppable, and they were directly scattered and ruthlessly trampled on.

Then the two hundred horsemen roared forward, crossed a hundred meters in a blink of an eye, and met the five hundred skeletons behind the palace.

Like an overwhelming avalanche, the Human Knights soared forward in a conical array. The horses' hooves were like thunder, and the knights' spears were like a forest, and they cut into the enemy line in an instant.

With just one face, the high-ranking knight's triangle at the tip of the cone broke through the skeleton formation. Then, a large force of cavalry rolled in, tearing the undead line apart from the breach.

In just over half a minute, the cluster of five hundred skeletons was completely penetrated, and the central section of the entire defense line collapsed at the same time. And the skeleton warriors on both sides tried to close the gap in the middle, but they were too late for a while.

In the midst of the tsunami, a large number of human knights rushed out from behind the skeleton legions, and rushed straight towards the skeleton archers and the Death Priest in the fog not far ahead.

"Flat aims! Shoot! ”

Suddenly, a loud roar rang out.

Immediately, hundreds of bone arrows rushed towards the face like a storm, and more than 20 horsemen in front of him were pierced into hedgehogs with people and horses.

At the same time, there is a dazzling light shining brightly. Venom bombs, death ripples, undead rays, and other death magic spells poured out and fell on the heads of the human knights who followed, causing a new wave of casualties.

Moreover, any injured person who fell off the horse did not have a chance to get up alive. The army is rolling, the horses are ruthless, no matter how deep and strong the love of comrades is, the later knights can only step on the fallen body in front of them and continue to charge.

Fighting to reduce nearly half of the troops, the Knights of the Sorrowful Country finally burst in front of the skeleton archer array.

At this moment, there was a piercing bow sound, and a column-shaped black light came out hideously, covering the dozens of human cavalry at the front end of the cavalry formation. Countless gray and black smoke cables in the pillar of light were tangled and entangled, condensing the terrifying power of death. It was the vicious blow that sneaked up on Inscosai before.

At the same time, another huge shadow swooped down in the air, carrying a huge wind that even caused everything on the ground to sway, and even spewed out a misty death breath that enveloped the front and back of the Knights.

It was the ghost dragon envoy who came to flank him.

"Dead Dragon, Daring!"

Roared. Bailiemen jumped out from the knights, and a pair of brilliant light wings were born on their backs, soaring upward, dancing the golden flail to emit a hundred feet of golden light, blocking all the rolling ghost dragon breath.

On the ground, another bright sword star lit up, like the dawn of enlightenment. Not only did it condense and break the black light smoke in one fell swoop, but it also revealed the hidden location of the skeleton sniper.

The next moment, a straight line was drawn. If it is real and illusory, light and shadow are intertwined, directly connected to the extreme path of the undead.

The skeleton sniper only had time to raise his bow for half a block, and a beam of sword shadows was already on its eyebrows, and then the starlight spat out, like a red petal of snow, gently submerged into its forehead. The sniper's eyes flashed and he was completely annihilated.

Until this time. The sound of rolling and breaking barriers thundered through the battlefield, and countless superimposed figures came from the straight line along the way. Finally became one, forming a single sword of the Inscose.

"What? Spike! ”

The thirteenth-level Undead Extreme Dao Skeleton Sniper was killed by a single sword, and the audience immediately shook, shocked, and shocked.

Removing the biggest obstacle, the Hundred Horses rode straight forward, and in the blink of an eye, they smashed into the skeleton archers, bringing down a large number of undead. And then even more without pause. Straight to the Deathwarlocks. As long as these elites of the Holy Spirit Temple are slaughtered, the human race on the ground battlefield will be almost invincible.

"He that is born will surely perish; The proud will eventually be beheaded. The world is mediocre and mediocre, but it has forgotten that sacred death is the end of everything. That's right. Fear, wait, linger, throw into the bosom of my God, and share in the glory and glory..."

Suddenly, a white light lit up, and a massive amount of death power centered on the priesthood, spreading out in all directions like a tidal wave, quickly flooding the entire battlefield. At the same time, there is also brilliance emerging from the earth, forming white light lines like spells and runes, all over the four fields, until it extends to the lower edge of the "Twin Cities" before disappearing.

In this way, at a glance, the realm of battle in front of me is decorated with all kinds of visions, like a dojo of high virtue and power preaching, inexplicably revealing the taste of sacredness and solemnity.

"Death Dojo! It shot! ”

On the "Thunder Castle", seeing the vast death field rising under the city, Iserren was terrified.

No matter how firm your heart is, when you witness a dead monarch entering, you will inevitably be shocked.

At the feet, the frost of death is full of knots; In my ears, I was apprehensive with sermons and incantations.

The human cavalry, which had been indomitable, suddenly stopped, and then the men and horses neighed in pain, as if they had fallen into a terrible bottomless abyss.

What's even more terrifying is that in the blink of an eye, some low-level cavalry and war horses have detached their flesh and bones, their skin and skin have corrupted, and they have become half-human and half-ghost, almost no different from the undead. Dense black armor sprang out from all over their bodies, like scales and armor, covering a large area.

Soon, the mutated cavalry regained their footing, but the eyes of both the warriors and the horses had become blood-red, pupils, and a strong aura of death rose from around them, gathering into a thin but infallible frozen breath of death.

"Forced undeadness! This is the realm power of the Death Preacher!? ”

In front of everyone's eyes, nearly half of the human hundred horsemen have become death attributes, evolving into the lowest-level death knight servants. In addition, although the middle and high-ranking knights are still resisting for a while, they are also struggling, and I am afraid that they will not be able to escape a similar fate after a long time.

Looking at such a scene from afar, Moriarty, who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of scenes, almost exclaimed.

At the same time, on the "Thunder Castle", the Marquis of Iseron even took the case, roaring wildly, as if thunder: "The maximum output of the central light array!" The Thundering Knights attack, my company of Guards Knights attack! The Knights of the Sorrowful Country must be rescued! ”

When the Huanghuang thunder epicenter, the gate of the "Thunder Castle" was put down first, and the Thundering Knights, who had long been ready to go, immediately roared out, with the "Electric Dragon Lance" Julian as the sharp arrow, not avoiding the undead, and charging straight towards the Thousand Zombie Corps.

At the same time, two points of sun-like light rose from the "Twin Cities", flew straight into the air and suddenly dispersed, turning into a continuous rain of light and rain.

Immediately, a water-like curtain of light swept up between the two castles of "Thunder" and "Night Watch", and then extended out, covering the "Death Dojo", causing the Death Monarch's domain power to be temporarily suppressed a little, and at the same time relieving the pressure on the Knights of the Worried Country in the distance.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the "Worried Country", which had already suffered more than seventy percent of the battle losses, still did not retreat, and decisively divided twenty horsemen to entangle their former comrades who had been undead, while the other twenty or so knights kicked their spurs and moved forward again, in an attempt to launch a self-killing assault on the Death Priest Corps. Even if they can do it for one, these human combat positions are satisfied.

It is a pity that in the face of the death preacher, how can the precious and abnormal death priest be allowed to be lost.

Another pitch-black reverse cross flew out, as small as a mosquito and fly at first, but in an instant, it rose like a fall, with a strange tail flame imprinted under the hooves of more than twenty galloping horses.

"Boom!"

Just as the sky and the earth cracked, with the pitch-black reverse cross as the core, a huge crater with a radius of 50 meters suddenly collapsed, shaking the whole field.

None of the Knights of the Sorrowful Country were spared, and all of them fell into a pit ten meters deep, and no one could get up for a while.

In the dust, another black cross fell from the sky and plunged straight into the crater. Then, the sound of "rumbling" earth sounded, and countless sand spat out from the edge of the pit like a pipe, and in an instant, the pit and the human knights in it were all buried and filled, as if filling the tomb.

"No!"

In the air, Bailiemen saw that the Knights of the Sorrowful Country had been completely destroyed, and for a moment of anger, he was about to turn around and seek a duel with the Death Preacher. However, he was blocked by the heavy gray breath of the ghost dragon messenger, and even took advantage of his lack of a hideous bone tail to flick it, knocking the temple to the point of staggering and retreating, and was slightly injured.

"Whew!"

Taking advantage of the victory, the ghost dragon envoy swooped down with a flap of his wings, and at the same time opened his mouth and spewed out a large piece of death dragon flame, sealing all the space around the Bailie Gate, wanting to give the opponent another hard blow with his huge bone body.

The Human Sanctuary flapped its wings of light and swept out a brilliant glow, resisting all the gray and white dragon breath that invaded around him. At the same time, he did not back down, urging the three-headed golden chain flail in his hand, sweeping out a heavy golden meteor phantom, and the reverse undead bombarded the past.

"Boom, boom!"

The gold-and-gray brilliance exploded violently, stirring up the wind and clouds to change color.

I saw that the Hundred Column Gate and the Undead Extreme Dao were separated and staggered far away, among which one arm of the Sanctuary was damaged, the light armor was shattered, and half of the Ghost Dragon Messenger was almost destroyed by the flail meteor, and a wing membrane was also torn.

Suddenly, another straight line soared from the ground, pointing directly at the wounded undead Pole.

At the same time, a pitch-black pseudo-cross suddenly emerged from the void, as if it was already waiting, and pressed back in a straight line. Another layer of pale aura like smoke rolled on the surface of the cross, a curse from the evil spirits in the depths of the Yellow Spring. If it is contaminated, even the strongest people will be deceived and blinded for a while, and even the soul will be forcibly pulled out of the body.

But the next moment, the straight black line suddenly shook slightly, and then turned into a virtual line, turning into a steep and steep dotted line, but it was still standing upright.

When it was about to touch the reverse cross, the dotted line flickered again and disappeared into the void.

When it reappeared, the thread had already appeared behind the cross, and then it drew out a dazzling sword star, bombarding the body of the ghost dragon messenger who could not dodge.

In the end, when the straight line was like a spear and a sword, and it penetrated the undead extreme path in one fell swoop, the ghost dragon envoy had to let out a final cry of sorrow, and it disintegrated in the air, scattering into skeletons and falling down in heavy rain, knocking down dozens of skeleton warriors on the ground.

"'Sword Star Twinkle'! Templar Edition's 'No Distance in the Domain'! ”

In the air and on the ground, whether it is friend or foe, when they see this scene, they all sigh deeply. (To be continued......)