Chapter 162: The End of the Battle
From a zombie to a skeleton, although the essence of the undead has not changed, it has reduced the more than 100 catties of carrion on the body. What's more, after Ralph became a skeleton guard, he slowly regained some of his senses, and his past memories were recovered little by little.
In his opinion, this should be regarded as a kind of rebirth.
Unfortunately, even after being reborn, he is still a mutilated one-armed skeleton. When wielding the long sword, the body is always a little unstable and staggering. And because he was missing a hand, he couldn't use a long-handled weapon, let alone equip a shield, so he never survived to the end in those subsequent big battles.
What led to his third death was a fierce battle, a battle between the dead and the dead.
On one side of the battle is Viscount Freed and his town guards, while on the other side is a three-sided skeleton lord who emerges from the vortex and the army of the undead under his command.
At that time, in addition to the two death knights of Viscount Freed and Sir Illion, as well as their skeleton guards equipped with various weapons and armor, there were also many ghouls who were subdued by Lord Viscount, as well as some strange kinds of undead such as freezing zombies, rotten wing zombies, and grumpy ghosts.
In addition to all the types of undead on their side, there are also Bone Claws, a type of undead creature constructed using magic, the Blazing Skull, a ranged attack skeleton that fires blazing balls, and Demons, Ghouls, Vampires, and Blood Hunters derived from Vampire......
The battle took place on a very open farm outside the town, and in the middle of the harvested cornfield, the undead looked at each other quietly. Many of the corn stalks in the field have fallen, but some are still standing stubbornly, but 'they' have long since lost their life.
There are no words in the battle between the dead, only fighting each other to the death.
The Lord of the Three-Faced Bones is a powerful undead creature with three heads. It was tall, dressed in a gray-black robe full of holes, and held a white bone staff with a skull in its hand. Each head on its neck bears a different shape of a golden crown, and each head has its own different powers.
The Lord of Bones not only has a very sharp long-range attack, can use a variety of necromantic spells, but can also resurrect the fallen undead at a rapid speed, but Viscount Fried, as an equally powerful death knight, cannot do this.
The opponent's undead are several times more numerous than Ralph's, and they can be resurrected and re-entered into battle. However, this disadvantage did not make Ralph feel discouraged and frightened. Because he is a skeleton, he only knows the skeleton that executes orders.
The skeletons charged silently, waving their weapons at each other, the ghouls slammed into each other and tore at each other on the ground, the ghosts and wraiths in the sky wailed, translucent and disembodied bodies colliding with each other and passing through in an instant, but the attacks were of little use to the undead.
The scattered undead on their side are constantly being wiped out, and after the other side falls, many of them are able to get back up and fight again.
However, skeleton guards like Ralph don't fall easily. They wore standard chain mail and gray shabby sheep's head overalls, and although the armor was not well maintained, the opponent's weapons were also not sharp.
Not only that, but they also wore sturdy barrel helmets on their heads, and each skeleton guard almost retained more or less the martial arts and cooperation of their lifetime. Because Viscount Fried, through countless trainings, has carved these into the depths of their souls.
Ralph is in a group with Blake and Benson, they were not in the same patrol team before, but the silent cooperation between them is quite tacit, after all, it is more convenient to communicate with soul fire than words.
As the undead are constantly being destroyed, Ralph will most likely shatter the skulls of the enemy to prevent them from being resurrected.
Viscount Freed and Ser Illion rode their horses directly towards the Lord of Bones, and the two Death Knights crossed the battlefield directly, their runic greatswords constantly swinging, and no hostile undead could stop them along the way.
But the guards around the Lord of Bones are not easy to break through. It is flanked by tall, obese zombie giants, vampire nobles in fancy gowns, skeleton shields with heavy tower shields, and even a death knight on a bone dragon.
Ralph didn't pay much attention to the battle between the high undead, because he believed that his lord would win the final victory. Moreover, he also has his own battles, which cannot be called tragic, but they are also very lively.
Beside him, Benson smashed the skull of a hostile skeleton with a mace when he was hit squarely in the face by a javelin thrown by a bloody shooter in the distance. The spear pierced the barrel helmet, shattering Benson's head into pieces.
Benson's soul fire flickered weakly a few times, then extinguished. Ralph and Blake, on the other hand, continued to fight unconcernedly. Because they are skeletons, they don't feel sad.
Immediately afterward, after cutting off the claws of a ghoul, Ralph staggered back to his center of gravity. This time without Benson on the flanks to protect him, Ralph was pounced on himself with his other paw.
The one-armed ghoul like Ralph jumped on top of him, scratching at his helmet with its remaining claws. After discovering that the attack had no effect, the ghoul began to tear at his chain mail again, crushing several of his ribs.
The ghoul of the attacker Ralph was eliminated by Black, and when he was just standing up and about to join the fight again, he was grabbed by a vampire who suddenly approached the barrel helmet on his head with both hands, and then his neck was directly broken.
Ralph's head is thrown into the air by a vampire. As his consciousness fell into darkness once more, he saw the battle between the high undead in the distance continue.
The Bone Lord's side was surrounded by many guards, and Ser Illion was fighting with the Death Knight riding the Bone Dragon, the icy rune greatsword and the dark green rune battle axe. Viscount Freed, on the other hand, was left alone with a zombie giant taller than an ogre, and the Lord of Bones himself, who held a staff.
At that time, there were only two of the three heads of the Lord of Bones with the golden crown, and if you want to completely destroy the Lord of Bones, you must destroy all three of its bones, otherwise after the battle, its damaged heads can be restored with the help of dark energy.
But that wasn't what Ralph had to worry about, for the fire of his soul was about to be extinguished, and the next moment, darkness enveloped him again.
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The space overflowed with negative energy constantly looking for a carrier, and I don't know how long it was, when Ralph woke up again, the battle was over.
The Lord of Bones and his undead are gone, as are Viscount Freed and the town's guards.
The cold moonlight shone on the farm, which was littered with broken corpses and bones, and the scattered spirits of the undead stood in the field like corn stalks, wandering blankly, at a loss.
Ralph summoned his former body through the rekindled soul fire, and a one-armed, headless skeleton slowly sat up from the wreckage, then groped to his feet, staggered over to the head, and put his head back on his neck.
On his way back to town, he picked up a very good white bone left hand. On the wrist of the left hand was a mottled steel bracer with a delicate griffon motif, but the pattern had been cut into many new and old broken notches.
Ralph took the left hand he had accidentally picked up, and walked towards the town step by step. When he reached the gate on the east side of the town, he saw the strange undead half-lying next to the gate again.
The undead was bloated, ugly, and obese like a hill, half-leaning against the wall, but headless above its shoulders. Ralph doesn't know who killed this strange undead, but it's been here for a long time anyway. And this guy's meat stinks so much that even the least picky ghoul eats it, so it's always been with the town.
Ralph walked over to the closed door, and the soul fire began to stir slowly and faintly. This ordinary act almost plunged the still weak Ralph into darkness again, and the fire of his soul was like a candle in the wind, swaying incessantly, almost dissipating, but still barely survived.
Then, the door, which had been repaired several times, was slowly opened from the inside.
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The door of the church was opened, and a figure staggered out of it. Ralph didn't have to look back to know that this man was not his lord, but the living one. And this person is still alive after the battle with the lord.
Ralph is not hostile to the living, in fact he is not hateful to any living being, unless the lord needs him to do so.
The figure of Viscount Freed stayed inside the church and did not come out. Ralph could feel that the fire in the lord's soul was still alive, but he did not issue any orders to Ralph, the undead who were waiting outside the church.
So our loyal skeleton guard just stood motionless, and subconsciously moved his left hand, which was always uncomfortable, and watched the living man pass by.
When the man had fully walked out of the church, he turned behind him and said, "Thank you for your generosity, Lord Viscount. ”
"Think of it as your payment, Barrett the Adventurer. The viscount's deep voice echoed through the church, "I have a hunch that we will meet again." ”
"I hope your hunch isn't right. Ralph heard the man mutter.
After this, the living man named 'Barrett' staggered through Ralph and past the ghouls who wanted to attack but did not dare to move forward.
As he walked past a female zombie standing under a withered sycamore tree, he suddenly stopped and pulled out a small purple cotton flower from his hand.
The living man hesitated for a few seconds, shook his head again, and sighed self-deprecatingly, but finally pinned the little purple flower behind her ear and continued to walk into the distance.
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