1:455 Escape in the Bloody Night (5)

The silver wolf nodded, dodged Pavre's throwing axe with a leap, and turned to run east. Dozens of Demon Beast Necromancers immediately chased after him, trailing behind the silver wolf.

"Uhhhh A wave of frozen air struck, and the ice mist raised enveloped the demonic beasts that followed behind. Frozen by the ice mist, the Monsters were quickly thrown away by Bedeville.

"I'm sorry!" Argus also chased after him at high speed, jumping onto the back of the silver wolf, who was covered in blood and looked like he was also in a bitter struggle, "give me a ride, too!" "Hey, I'm not a vehicle!" Bediwell exclaimed in displeasure.

"Where's Bagus?" Argus asked, ignoring Bediwell's complaints.

"Brother!" Baggs also turned into a giant cheetah, and immediately after Bediwell's party, he was also covered in wounds, and the battle with the necromancy made him suffer, "Help, help!" That's right, dozens of necromantic beasts are still chasing Baggs. The injuries on his body were so severe that he couldn't seem to be able to put a distance away effectively.

Argus raised his lightning spear and fired a blow that struck one of the necromancers, stopping it from pursuing.

Albert also slashed an ice arrow, and the sharp ice arrow hit the other beast, piercing it to the ground.

The two of them frantically shot all kinds of magic tricks on Bediwell's back, annihilating the dozens of necromantic beasts chasing behind Bagus one by one, but at least preventing their pursuit.

But Baggs is also exhausted, and he is about to run out of energy!

"Almost, hold on a little longer!" Argus shouted, still waving his weapon in his hand.

Bediwell tried to slow down a bit so that Baggs could catch up. If he hadn't really wanted to save Bagus, Bediwell wouldn't have slowed down at the risk of being bitten by a monster on the ass.

Seeing that the distance was almost away, Argus stretched out his hand: "--Bags, jump up!" "Brother!" Baggus turned back into human form, and used all his strength to make a leap!

Argus grabbed his second brother's arm with one hand: "All right, Bags, you are well-" He was only halfway through his sentence when a huge axe flew through his arm and chopped off Argus's arm.

"Ahh!!h In the next second, Baggs had fallen to the ground weakly, surrounded by the army of Warcraft that had caught up.

The necromantic Elephant Paffer rode on the back of a monster, and the axe was the work of him.

"Bastard!!" Argus shouted excitedly, not noticing that his severed arm was spurting blood, "Give me back my brother!!-" "Don't, don't!" Albert desperately grabbed the agitated Argus, barely holding on to the leopard man from falling off the back of the silver wolf, "He's dead! Argus frantically swiped the lightning spear in his hand, and arcs of lightning bombarded the chasing beasts, blasting them into the air.

"Don't, don't get excited! if you're excited—" Blood gushed out of Argus's severed arm at high speed, quickly blinding the leopard man and threatening to go into shock.

But thanks to the angry onslaught of Argus, Bedwell escaped the pursuit of the monsters and ran east of the city, almost reaching the outskirts of Athens.

"What's here?" Bediwell looked at the endless wilderness, and couldn't help but despair. If there is no means of escape, there is no way to escape in this wilderness. He's always a creature, and no matter how good his fitness is, he'll get tired. The undead beasts are tireless, chasing Bedi to the ends of the earth.

"No, it's already there. Albert muttered under his breath.

Feeling a jolt, Bettiwell stopped in a panic and slid for dozens of yards before finally coming to a stop on the edge of a cliff.

Cliff?

In this kind of plain?

That's right, cliffs.

Cliffs that appear out of thin air on flat ground are created by sudden cracks in the ground. The crack grew bigger and bigger, and the earthquake became more and more intense. Something, it seems, is coming out of the cracks!

"Is it a dead end?" Bediwell turned, looking at the encircling army of necromancy.

He carried two seriously wounded orcs on his back, with a cliff tens of thousands of feet deep behind him and tens of millions of dead spirits in front of him.

What could he do in such a desperate predicament?!

!!!The roaring monsters roared and flew in.

Albert slashed several ice arrows and knocked the onrushing monster into the air.

But there are thousands of monsters rushing up, their attacks are extremely ferocious, as long as they get close to Bediwell, they can immediately knock the silver wolf and others to the ground, tearing them apart in an instant!

"Bedi, listen to me, I'll count to three seconds and jump off the cliff!" "What?" Albert fired an ice arrow that blew the nearest necromancer away.

"But," Bediwell said, looking at the abyss behind him.

"II. Albert raised the Thunderbolt Spear and swept it out several times, sending out arcs of lightning that exploded on the swarming beasts, the effect was like smashing them with a hammer, and the impact of the lightning forced them to jump backwards.

"Alright, alright," thought Berdy, wondering, as she jumped into a cliff and was crushed to pieces rather than be one of the necromancers.

Albert raised his ice sword and thunder gun: "One, jump!" At the urging of the tiger boy, Bedeville desperately jumped into the cliff.

Ice swords and thunder guns also fire magic at the same time. Intense ice mist and thunderstorms burst through the hordes of monsters, blowing the monsters to the ground!

Bediwell felt a powerful explosion overhead, and he didn't think much of it, just closed his eyes and waited for him to fall and fall into the flesh

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A dull sound lingered in the silver wolf's ears. The feeling of weightlessness in the fall was replaced by a strange viscous sensation.

Bediwell felt as if he had jumped into a quagmire, his body grabbed, and he involuntarily slowly sank down. He opened his eyes and looked at the wonderful scene beneath his feet:

Beneath his feet was a huge ship, which shimmered in the dark abyss. The ground is still cracking to allow the ship to emerge from the ground.

Bediville was about a hundred feet from the deck of the ship, and at that distance he was already being grabbed by some powerful force field. It was this force field that caused the silver wolf to sink slowly as if it were stuck in a quagmire, but not suffocating.

He sank for a full minute before finally landing on the deck.

The ship had floated to the surface, completely out of the rift.

At Bediwell's feet was a huge ship a thousand feet long, [Ship of Twilight - Najrfa].

The army of necromancers watched the giant ship from the edge of the cliff, unable to attack or flee.

"Incendiary bomb loading. Deanna in the bridge ordered.

"Reloaded. Ready to launch. Kaos on the side reported.

"Wind level 2. The elevation angle corrects the left three degrees, and the upper twelve degrees. Burning bombs fired!"Whoosh!!

A black shell was fired from the battleship's massive gun. This is very different from the photobomb made of compressed photons used in modern times, which is a physical warhead.

The cannonball exploded in the army of necromancy, and the first impact did not cause great damage.

However, it touched the ground and exploded, instantly enveloping a powerful firestorm that engulfed thousands of necromancers!

Whoosh, whoosh! Dozens of fever bombs continued to shoot out, blasting into the army of the dead! The ground suddenly turned into a sea of fire, burning the necrons to black!

"Yes, do you burn the corpses?" said Bedeville, looking at the undead who were struggling in the flames. They don't seem to know how to escape, and will only keep chasing their target (Bediwehr). Because he was unconscious, he was engulfed by the fire and did not know how to extinguish the fire on his body.

"Whoa!!" said the elephant man on the back of the monster with a strange scream, and he was also engulfed in flames, and the carrion on his body was quickly burned to ashes, and his bones were gradually burned to pieces.

"Zaijian, Puffer. Dust to dust, dust to dust. Albert muttered bitterly. It seems that only this thorough cremation can truly rest the souls of the dead.

(Enough of this spreading death and grief.) Please don't add to your sorrow. "El!" Deanna ran from the bridge to the deck, "Come on in, let me take care of your injuries." Bedivel reverted to human form, and with Deanna, he helped the badly wounded Albert and Argus into the bridge of Nagilfa.