At the same time that Dorot, the fortress of glory, was shocked by Wang Modi's declaration, and at the same time, in the Undercity, the original chaotic and commotion scene also calmed down, and neither Landnaru nor the Death Messenger wreaked havoc, and the frightened undead players retreated in all directions, regrouping on the chaotic streets, alert to the unknown situation in front of them.

Deathblade stood atop the head of the legendary bone dragon Landnaru, stepping on a huge and hideous dragon head, the dragon's hollow eyes flashed with icy blue soul fire, and the shadow sorrow of Deathblade was inserted in the gap between its skull, continuously pouring power into it to prolong its summoning time, while Landnaru retracted the huge wingspan that had been hanging from the minced flesh, and carefully retreated backwards little by little.

And the messenger of death in the distance was also holding a huge scythe, and on the huge body that stood up to the sky, the huge skull turned twice, holding the scythe tightly, and the skinny legs fell backwards, and it also quickly retreated to a certain distance, giving way to the open space in the middle, and at the same time making a little jealous and demonstrative roar, a deafening sound.

Originally, the Death Blade that controlled Landnaru, and the free and ownerless Death Messenger, fought against each other in the Underworld, and the two undead beasts each occupied an area, and the Death Blade had no intention of provoking the Death Messenger for the time being, and the level 180 undead creatures did not dare to fight against the legendary dragon, so a tacit understanding was formed between the two, and under this tacit understanding, those who suffered became the players of the Undercity.

The city of the undead, the Dark City, this main city is dominated by the legendary evil and orderly tribe powerhouse The Undead Queen, but with her strength, just a Death Messenger can compete with her, not to mention the existence of a Landnaru, compared to the Split Dragon Emperor, the Undead Queen's combat power is obviously insufficient, so she has not appeared until this time. Rather, they were waiting for the help of the prophets.

Under the slaughter of the two monsters, the casualty number of the City of the Dead is rising sharply, after the Piercing Sky left the Dark City, it also took away the heart of the undead by the way, compared to the heart of the world that is a mythical level, although this heart of the dead is powerful, it is only a legendary item, and it is not a piece of equipment, at least it is unusable now, so the entire Dark City has lost the support of the power of the undead.

As everyone knows. The undead are actually no longer living creatures, unlike ordinary creatures that mobilize their bodies through their brains and nerves, any action of the undead relies on the support of soul fire, and their bodies have long since died or even decayed, unlike normal creatures that can freely metabolize and heal wounds, so, in fact, if it is not in the decaying land of the undead, the players and NPCs of the undead clan will not be able to naturally return to the blue.

Therefore, without the Heart of the Dead, the Corrupt Lands of the Undercity could not support such a large number of players and NPC Undead. In addition, there are two huge undead monsters that are constantly absorbing dead air, and the huge Dark City has been sucked clean in a short time, and the slightest bit of dead air no longer exists, which also directly led to this battle. They are fighting harder and harder.

At first, there were players who spontaneously tried to stop Deathblade or Deathbringer, but they soon found that it was in vain, even if it was an epic level of strength, to the hands of these two. That's all the part of being killed in seconds, not to mention them, this essential gap. It's really not a quantity that can be compensated, and it can only be slaughtered by the Death Blade and the Death Messenger, and every time an undead is killed, Landnaru is able to absorb the power of the soul fire, coupled with the continuous replenishment of Shadow Grief, a legendary bone dragon has appeared on the field for half an hour before the summoning is over!

And all this, just now, has changed dramatically in an instant.

Just when Death Blade was concentrating on manipulating Landnaru to attack and destroy wantonly and complete the task assigned to him by Fei Yu, at this moment, something happened suddenly, and Death Blade was surprised to find that Landnaru under him was letting out a restless roar, and when he looked closely, he found that the huge body of Landnaru and the huge shadow reflected on the ground were disappearing little by little.

"What's going on?" Death Blade was startled, and quickly raised his head to look at the sky.

However, there was nothing in the sky, thick dark clouds obscured the sun, bringing a hint of coldness to the land of the undead, and even then, it should not be without a shadow at all, and this is what surprised him.

Death Blade lowered his head, his gaze as calm as water swept around, his eyes flashing with azure soul fire, sweeping over the players around him one by one, however, under the roar and bombardment of the legendary dragon, no player dared to get close to within a thousand feet, and what was left around was piles of corpses except for ruins and broken walls.

Death Blade knelt down on top of Landnaru's head and looked down along the bone gap of the skull, but what his eyes saw made his eyes widen instantly, only to see that on the ground, the pitch-black shadow of the legendary bone dragon was flowing along the darkness of the ground, little by little into the distance, Death Blade suddenly looked up and looked in the direction, only to see that this shadow quickly condensed in the distance, turning into a huge shadow-

"Holy, what's that!"

The players of the evil order tribe also discovered the abnormality at this time, only to see that in the chaotic ruins and war, a huge shadow rose into the air, quickly condensed and formed, just a short effort, in the stunned eyes of the players, a huge giant beast, is appeared in the field, this giant beast, also thousands of feet long, barbed and hideous, however, it is as black as ink, like an illusory shadow, only the eyes are scarlet.

Landnaru!

"This ...... Is this another legendary bone dragon? "The players of the Evil Order tribe are on the verge of collapse, isn't one Deathbringer Garlandnaru enough?

Many players were stunned and stared at wide eyes.

Because, the huge beast that appeared in the field was almost exactly the same as the legendary bone dragon Landnaru under the Death Blade seat!

Death Blade was vigilant almost instantly, and he didn't even have time to detect what was abnormal in Landnaru, controlling the bone dragon to take a few steps back, vigilant against the monster that suddenly appeared on the opposite side, and at the same time sent a distress message to Wang Mo as soon as possible, he obviously noticed that this matter was not quite right, and his intuition had always been very accurate, so he sent a message to Wang Mo as soon as possible.

At this time in the Undercity. This pitch-black bone dragon that suddenly appeared inexplicably, and the messenger of death, Landnaru formed a triangular opposite, the huge body of the three-headed giant beast occupied almost half of the Dark City, no one dared to move, the eyes of the Death Blade looked back and forth on the Messenger of Death and the pitch-black bone dragon, silent, the three giant beasts also grinned at each other, but did not make a sound, the original chaotic Dark City. There was a little silence.

Deathblade didn't choose to attack rashly, although Landnaru was there at this time, but Deathblade was the only member of the Flying Feather in the Undercity, and it was difficult to say anything to him when he faced the siege.

In a corner outside the Undercity, in a place where no one could see, a player in the cyan cloak of the Dragonslaying Sword was standing quietly, chanting a spell in a low voice. The power of the surrounding shadows quietly converged on the bone dragon in the city little by little.

If there were players from the Good Order Alliance at this time, they would have shouted in surprise because of the face under the hood. It was the god-level master under the command of the Dragon Slaying Sword, the deep blue sky, and the deep blue sky at this time, his eyes were glowing with a strange purple light.

The Undercity fell silent. None of the three parties moved rashly, and the players also swallowed their saliva and watched this scene nervously. These terrifying undead killers no longer attack, this is what they are very happy to see, they have found out on the official website forum, the natural wild prophet is rushing from the Black Frost Fortress to this side, the natural wild prophet is not a mage profession, the speed is not as fast as the mage who has been turning on the space magic, but it is not slow.

Unbeknownst to the players, the mirror image of the magical melody is also speeding towards this side.

At this moment, just outside the city of the Undercity, in a pitch-black corner, two faint shadows slowly emerged, and they were two thief players in tattered cloaks, with familiar faces under their hoods, none other than the ghost shadow walkers and killing sorrows who had cooperated with Fei Yu.

At this time, the ghost walker is not much different from the last time Wang Mo saw him, although his strength is obviously not what it used to be, but it is not too exaggerated, but the killing grief next to him is completely different, this thief is just standing there, ten yards away from him, he can easily smell the creepy and rich smell of blood, as well as a faint evil aura.

The last time they met, the strength of Killing Grief was not as good as that of his companion Ghost Shadow Walker, but now, the whole thing has changed a lot, the dim soul fire of the undead player in his eyes has turned into a dazzling scarlet blood, and the tattered cloak he wears on his body is still stained with thick blood stains on the hem, if you look closely, it is not even difficult to find that from all over his body, a little bit of scarlet blood is quietly dripping, leaving a string of traces on the road he has walked.

This appearance is not due to his injuries, but from the two weapons he carries around his waist.

These are two extremely strange daggers, the shape of the two daggers is exactly the same, the bone handle, inlaid with a sharp blade made of unknown material, the two daggers are more than a foot long, but the blade is extremely narrow, it is relatively long among the daggers, the blade is curved and sharp, the twisted blade is like a poisonous snake, swallowing the breath of blood and killing, these two daggers, not so much daggers, but more like two twisted military thorns.

The only difference between them is that one is a bloody and dull blood red, and the other is a strange and evil dark purple.

These two daggers were always sending blood-red energy to the killing and mourning body, which flowed under the skin of the undead thief, and then slowly dripped down the rotting wounds of the undead, strange and terrifying!

The blood-red soul fire of Killing Sorrow flickered, and his eyes looked at the Dark City in the distance, even though it was only a day later, when he returned here, his mentality changed completely, it was the confidence that came from great strength.

Turning his head to look at his good brother beside him, the Ghost Walker, who was also looking at the Dark City, looking at the-for-tat situation of the three giant beasts from afar through the city wall, he fell into deep thought, unlike the great change of killing and grief, the Ghost Walker had hardly changed.

"How about it, have you decided, who are we going to help?" Killing Sorrow spoke slowly, and only then could he hear it, and his voice had become extremely hoarse and low, and it took a lot of effort to hear what he was saying.

The Ghost Walker was still bowing his head in deep thought.

"Flying Feather or the tribe, we have to make a choice." Killing grief continued to remind his friend.

The Ghost Walker pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked at the two daggers on Killing Sorrow's waist, and after a moment, he suddenly laughed and said, "Do you think we still have a choice. ”

Killing Sorrow fell silent, getting these two daggers, he and the Ghost Walker took great pains, in the last life, he and the Ghost Walker did a mission, they only knew that the last thing they got was a pair of thieves' weapons, and they didn't know whether the Shadow Path was a short sword or a dagger, and when the two daggers appeared in front of him, the Shadow Ghost King, who was used to using one-handed swords, did not hesitate to give it to his friend, which had already made Killing Sorrow extremely moved.

And in this life, due to Wang Mo's early intervention, they knew before the mission that the pair of weapons was definitely a pair of legendary-level daggers, if they could get him, the ghost walker would not do any good, but he was still willing to give up a lot of his time to level up and improve his strength to help him complete the legendary task, so even if his strength was not what it used to be, the Killing Thief Emperor still gave him the decision.

And these two daggers bring more than just strength, now he, wherever he goes, his body will be uncontrollable bleeding, which also determines that when sneaking, he will quickly expose his traces, and the bright red soul fire is not a visual effect, if he dies, these two daggers will devour part of his attribute strength, and if he dies a few more times, it will basically be scrapped.

In addition, the kind of punishment in the previous life has now fallen on him again, Wang Mo's strength is accumulated little by little, and like him, it is almost a step to the sky, and he will inevitably have to pay the corresponding price, the young master of the Kyushu problem is the same, and the killing grief is also the same, the camp punishment is the most serious punishment for him, and now he has been expelled from the camp of the evil and orderly tribe, but the players who were drawn by the big war did not find out as quickly as in the previous life, and encircled and suppressed him.

The current killing grief no longer belongs to the evil and orderly tribe.

He knows very well that the dagger in his hand is currently the only legendary equipment that can be dropped by death, and killing him will be of great benefit to the players of the tribe, he appears at this time, maybe he will be regarded as the savior of the tribe for a short time, but after that, he is likely to be greeted by a ruthless betrayal, and such a power will not be allowed to be in the hands of a lone player like him.

The other holders of legendary equipment were not attacked because they were bound and could not be dropped, while his, it was different.

Killing Strike! Devil's Strike!

These two legendary weapons with the highest level of one hundred and eighty legends are the most powerful existence among the weapons and equipment that have appeared in the legend of Calando so far, maybe Wang Mo has four legendary equipment, but none of them can be compared with them alone, to master such powerful legendary equipment, killing and grief paid an extremely high price, but the amount of power in exchange is also extremely terrifying!

Following the previous life, in this life, Killing Sorrow finally got it again, and the two legendary weapons that belonged to him were obtained!

The blood-red flames in Killing Sorrow's eyes jumped twice, but the Ghost Shadow Walker next to him smiled to himself and said, "I still remember that when we first met Magic Melody in the Juggernaut Sword expansion, in the sky under Juggernaut Sword, he told me that if one day, when we are cornered and are turned away by the whole world, we can go to Feiyu to find him. ”

"And he will always be willing to accept us."

The killing grief was shocked in his heart, and he also vaguely recalled Wang Mo's original words, and a wonderful feeling rose from his heart, all of this seemed to be as predestined, Wang Mo had predicted a long time ago, maybe he would fall into the current situation, however, Wang Mo was right.

Raising his head and looking at the Dark City in the distance, Killing Sorrow slowly clenched his fists, and a little scarlet hot blood dripped down his thin palm. (To be continued......)