It's been hours since the battle for the walls, and there hasn't been a single necromancer on the walls, which seems like something to celebrate.

But unlike the soldiers who were happy because of their advantage, Xiao Lan, who really saw the battle situation clearly, had a grim face-

The surface of the battle looks very smooth, but it is at the cost of consuming a lot of ammunition, the piercing attack of ordinary arrows is basically ineffective against the bone frame, only the explosive arrows can blow them to pieces after hitting, and due to the lack of the impact of the cavalry charge, they have been lined back to the original loose formation, the density of the impact is just enough to make the arrows unstoppable, but the killing efficiency of throwing explosives is extremely low, and there are no real high-level units among the necromancers killed so far, Whether it is the female demon or the black knight, they are still in a position where cannons and arrows cannot attack, and even the dark ranger himself did not launch the unguardable dark arrow attack again, but just coldly watched as a wave of * surging undead spirits were completely repelled under the attack of the defenders.

This was obviously consuming their ammunition and physical strength, and they planned to launch a powerful attack in one fell swoop when necessary, but even knowing about this situation, Xiao Lan did not stop their wasteful move.

Hand-to-hand white-knuckle combat can be avoided if it can be avoided, compared to the necromancer who has no vital point except for the head, the disadvantage of human beings in melee combat is too serious, so in Xiao Lan's plan, melee combat, which is basically equivalent to suicide, is the last resort!

But this choice will inevitably come, the arrows will run out, the explosives will be thrown away, the shooters will be exhausted, and when even Xiao Lan himself has no time to destroy the staircase built by the gargoyle, it will be a truly tragic white-knives confrontation.

For this moment, Xiao Lan and the others did not use all their strength, except for a few who picked up bows and arrows to shoot, the knights who were high-level combat forces were basically on standby, and the high-level units on the necromantic side also had a tacit understanding and did not have a hard time with ordinary soldiers.

Even if a large area was killed by artillery and explosions before, the remaining more than 10,000 necromants were still more than five times that of the defenders in the city, and this numerical advantage was enough to make the Dark Ranger confident, using relatively low-level skeleton warriors and marksmen to consume the defenders' physical strength and ammunition, and after they ran out of ammunition and had to enter a white-knuckle battle, they mobilized elites to completely defeat them in one fell swoop......

Unaware of the news that Arthur's Knights of the Round Table was on their way, Ming Yanwei made the right choice that could effectively retain high-end combat power, and this just gave Xiao Lan a chance to breathe, although it was only a respite.

Then, the fateful moment came.

Even though the attack on the city wall was extremely powerful, but for the seemingly endless necromancy, the fallen enemy was almost a drop in the bucket compared to the whole, and slowly the defenders' arrows were no longer so dense and compact, but began to be suppressed by the skeleton archers from the inferior lowlands, and the originally loose impact suddenly began to accelerate at this moment-

The high-level units are still inactive in the rear, but the defenders can no longer sit firmly on the Diaoyu Tai.

The sky was now very clear, and the sun's rays even pierced through the gloom, but this faint light did not give people any hope.

There seemed to be more and more enemies in front of them, the enemy army in the valley was still like an endless black oppression, the attacks of the necromancers became as fierce as the angry tide, slapping the city gates, climbing the city walls, charging on the ladders, the all-round crazy attacks made the defenders exhausted, hundreds of gargoyles ladders were erected by the wall, and the skeleton warriors with swords and shields climbed on the ladders quickly, as vigorous as apes in the southern forests, and the corpses and bones in the corners of the walls were piled up, But the enemy swarmed in front of them.

Xiao Lan no longer had to destroy the ladder made of the gargoyle in vain, compared to the defense that can bounce through ordinary arrows in the flying state, they are even harder than the reinforced concrete of the anti-nuclear facility, even Alastor needs several blows to destroy, and the speed of this destruction is far less than the speed of reconstruction, with this time and strength, he might as well cut a few skeleton warriors.

The white-knuckle battle on the city wall has begun, although the arrows and explosive bombs have not been exhausted, but there is almost no chance to use them, the skeleton archers who have advanced a large distance regardless of casualties lock on to any figure on the city wall who dares to take the lead with deadly arrows, so that they will be completely suppressed without waiting for the high-level units of the necromantic to be dispatched......

In order to avoid this situation, the knights in the defenders couldn't help but move first, and completely crushed the dead spirits that attacked the city wall with their shining splendor swords, Xiao Lan also rushed down the city wall and destroyed most of the archers with a sword slash, and Merlin mobilized the few remaining fountains of life to restore the injuries of the defenders and resist the invasion of death qi, so as to barely support it.

But as a price, the inevitable tiredness began to envelop the knight's body, Xiao Lan relied on the soul stone to maintain enough physical strength and demonic power, but the mental exhaustion could not be recovered by drugs, and the combat load he had borne in the siege was already too serious!

And after exhaustion became the main color of the defenders, the real meaning of the tragic battle finally arrived.

The gargoyle was no longer only responsible for building ladders, but began to fly up the city wall when the defenders had no time to care, dragging the soldiers into the air with their claws and tearing their throats or killing them while letting out a cheerful roar, and the black warriors wrapped in black armor also rushed up the stone stairs, immediately stopping the knights' originally smooth killing, and the corpse witches who entered the range also spread deadly poisonous clouds and curses on the walls, and the few banshees flew up the walls and let out their characteristic screams, The ordinary soldiers fell to their knees with their bleeding ears covered, and a large number of people fell with screams of pain and horror, and the knights, though not dead by the screams of the banshees and the poisonous clouds of the corpse witches, were subjected to deadly disturbances, and they were no longer able to resist the blades of the black knights and the rain of arrows that fell......

The situation was on the verge of collapse almost instantly, and everyone who realized that it was at stake.

Xiao Lan tore the three translucent banshees into green smoke with a single blow of the lightning chain, Gnavele's magic arrows shot out like beads to explode the brains of the corpse witches, Flora and her female warriors faced the enemy one after another, several druid mages transformed into beast forms and roared angrily, Merlin also spared the remaining fountain of life as a weapon to attack the necromancy......

But it was almost to no avail, the efforts of a few of them could not change the overall situation, and more and more necromancers poured into the walls through the gap, and the city was about to fall!

It's almost despair, but it's also an opportunity: now that an all-out assault has been launched, there are only a few guards left to stay with the Dark Ranger, and if we can take the opportunity to get rid of the Commander, maybe—

It works!

Xiao Lan told herself in her heart that it would be best if Ming Yanwei could break free from control, but if not, he could only give her rest.

He didn't know what had happened in the blank memory stage, but for a "stranger" and a city with important people behind him, if he had to make a choice, his answer would be the latter!

At the moment when the battle on the city wall reached the moment of life and death, Xiao Lan turned on the transformation that would greatly increase the burden on his body for the last time, and he carried the thunder sword, he knocked away a piece of necromancer in front of him, even with people and armor, jumped off the city wall and rushed to the target in front of him with unparalleled speed and power like a cannonball, slashing the dark ranger under his sword to relieve the crisis of the necromantic siege-

Theoretically, this is how it should have developed, but the reality has changed a little.

The demon man wrapped in electric light all over his body slashed a piece of the blocking necromancer with a single sword, but just as he was about to jump off the city wall and charge, a sharp pain pierced his brain like a sharp needle made him fall to the ground screaming for the first time!

Pain.

It hurts a lot.

Penetrate into the bone marrow and into the soul.

Let me no longer be me, the real absolute pain.

In the midst of this pain, Xiao Lan felt that her perception was disappearing and being stripped away.

Hearing, touch, smell, touch, taste, and even the sixth sense of the mind, all the senses that perceive the outside world are gone, and it is as if he is once again in the endless darkness of the original realm of death and life.

No, it's not like ......

This familiar scene is the unconscious convergence of all life!

But he was not near-dead, nor was he in a vegetative state, so why did he suddenly come to this place where the boundary between life and death is ambiguous?

He didn't know it, but he saw the answer immediately.

In the endless darkness, he sank rapidly under the impetus of some force, until he saw a light that shone brightly in the darkness, even though he carried a gray color like death.

Death Incarnate ......

Xiao Lan knew the essence of this light, and then the next moment he realized that it was also himself.

But before he could tell what color his light was, the demon who had sunk into the light found himself in a completely different place: it was no longer endless darkness, and the six senses and perceptions that had disappeared had been restored, but instead of a rumpeting horn fortress that was about to collapse, it was a desolate and dead place without any life.

All you can see is death, there is no trace of life, there is a soul fire burning in the eye sockets everywhere, there are countless necromancers stronger than the Horn Fort, and these necromancers are quietly looking in one direction at the moment-

His gaze was moving uncontrollably and automatically, Xiao Lan suddenly understood that this seemed to be the perspective of the death incarnation, and judged that this was because of the temporary visual sharing or memory relapse caused by the soul connection, and he couldn't make any movement for a while, and he quietly looked at the world seen by the death incarnation through this first-person perspective.

It was only in the next moment that he saw the end of the myth.

- More precisely, the astonishing feat of God Butcher!

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