Chapter 6: The End of the Dead (1) (1/3)
"Underworld?!"
The fox looked slightly stunned, the original sharp gaze faded away from the original coldness, and fell on the man whose whole person was translucent, looking up and down, and the curious light of the former could be completely ignored for the man who had turned into a ghost for a long time, and according to the order that Hei Wuchang suddenly issued to himself, he deliberately made a cold face and said indifferently:
"All the souls of the world are returned to the underworld, and the so-called undead clan forcibly violates the cycle of life and death, as the underworld, it cannot sit idly by."
"We'll take care of it."
“…… Good. ”
The strange fox looked at this 'ghost cha' from the underworld strangely, looked up and down again, and said:
"So, can you get rid of Your Excellency and not make a move right away? Wait for all those guys to enter the city, and then do it? I hope to be able to break the ...... with one blow."
After a moment of silence, the cold voice of the ghost slowly fell.
"Yes."
Three days later.
The Circle Alliance: Mallory City-State.
The night gradually became gloomy, and the autumn climate became colder than the warmth of spring, and ordinary people would be defeated by disease if they stayed outside at this time and could not hold on for long.
The lazy, the warm, the aristocratic and wealthy merchants were polite at the banquet, and the people at the bottom were equally able to open their arms in the tavern, laugh loudly, and gulp ale.
Under this atmosphere, the battle mage guarding the city wall even had a strong sense of sleepiness on his face, and his palm struggled, but he still unconsciously slipped off the launcher of the spell crystal cannon used for city defense, and little by little, his head soon sounded with a slight jaw sounding rhythmically, just like every day before.
After all, this scene has happened many times, many times......
Under the tall spell wall, a surging shadow slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a tall black knight, there was a blue fire dancing in the cross gap of the ancient helmet, as the leader of the black knight, he rarely made a personal move this time, or not only him, except for the great Skeleton King, more than eighty percent of the elites in the entire undead clan territory are here.
The black knight's palm was steadily pressed against the long sword at his waist, and the other lich leader, who was not against him, gently pressed his thin palm against the spell shield of the city-state in front of him, and the azure spell aura was silently corroded almost instantly, and when you looked down from the sky, the city that was originally covered with spell streamers, like a warm gem on the night, slowly disappeared into the night.
The lich slowly raised his palm, and a sneer appeared on his thin face - the battle mage who defended the warning was easily hypnotized, and even the city's spell shield was at that level, hey, the human city-state, sure enough, Klan City was still able to fight.
It's no wonder that the Lords of Twilight have ordered us to avoid Crane City, tsk, they're all monsters.
With a slight sigh of emotion in his heart, the staff in the lich's hand deviated slightly, pointing to the city in front of him, and a cloud of darkness broke out of the thick night, and when it fell to the ground, it turned into a strange monster, holding a sharp weapon, silently as if it was the embodiment of the concept of death, and it spread to the far distance, and there was a silent cold surging.
"Go, blood sacrifice to this city, summon my lord to really come to this world, as long as blood sacrifices this city, no ...... Only a third of the blood sacrifice is required. ”
In the cold voice, the bones of an undead roared silently, and took steps forward, flooding the city like a tide, the crisp sound of bone joints rubbing together, like the announcement of death, the city that had lost its magic defense was as easy as a hot knife cutting through butter under the weapons of these top undead clans, a necromancer floated in the air, looking down at the sea of bones surging under it, and his palm was slightly clenched, A scythe made of white bone lightly struck the neck of the sleeping battle mage, and then raised it high.
Puff~
The tricky fox in Crane City looked at the fruit knife that accidentally sank into the fruit in front of him, and the fragrant viscous juice spilled directly on the entire tabletop, making the corners of his mouth twitch slightly, and sighed:
"The design of this fruit knife does not conform to ergonomics."
"Cut~"
Charles squinted at him and sneered: "I didn't expect that you couldn't even hold a knife steadily, you really became a general?" ”
"It's much better than you give the blind."
Weihu replied unceremoniously, picked up a piece of pulp and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said with a little puzzlement: "But...... Why did you involve the Warlord of the Falcon Rider in this battle? I know that the so-called knight's charge may be a big killer on the battlefield, but the times are advancing, and the war horse armored knight is coming to an end, and now is the era of mecha charge. ”
Charles was silent for a moment, and said in a complicated tone: "...... That's why I let him go. ”
"Let him say goodbye to the past in his own way...... Times are bound to move forward, but there will always be people or things that will be sad, and this is the only thing we can do for him. ”
The atmosphere between the two of them became a little solemn for a while, and Yuan Youdou next to him shook his body a little uncomfortably, and tried to interrupt this atmosphere with a smile: "But you two are here in such a big battle, is it okay?" ”
"Of course it doesn't matter, young man, do you understand that you are strategizing and winning thousands of miles away?" The fox glanced at Yuan Youdou and said with a smile: "I have seen the image of the combat ability of the so-called undead clan, and the Vengeance Flame Soul equipped with a top-level mecha has no problem pushing a small camp at all, as for the small gift prepared for the main force of the undead clan...... Hehe, unless those guys have already instigated an absolute advantage and enter little by little, they will definitely be able to destroy them all, even if they fail, they can be half-crippled according to the restraint relationship, and as for the failure of the underworld......"
The voice paused slightly, and then continued: "Unless they can come up with something terrifying, such as a coalition of top gods, hell devils, etc., it is possible to get rid of the evil ghosts of the underworld, and if it is said that in that case, this funeral song prepared for the undead will become a grave we dig for ourselves......"
As he spoke, the fox also felt that what he said was too unlikely, threw a piece of fruit into his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and smiled easily:
"But...... This kind of thing is absolutely impossible......"
Above the city-state of Mallory of the Circle Alliance, the blue light in the necromancer's eyes brightened, and the raised scythe paused slightly smacked in the air, and then slashed straight towards the battle mage's neck.
"Blood Sacrifice!!"