Chapter 311: The Dark Witch King of the Bunker (Page 1/1)

Martin could sense the terrifying eyes that widened beneath the abyss, and Marselan, the Lord of the Abyss, was longing for someone to bring down Martin and his glorious ark.

Compared to this, the alien demon god would be interested in torturing Martin's soul and capturing his Vimona.

Martin scoffed.

Around him, a series of spatial doors suddenly opened. The Green Knight, who he was no stranger to, had come out of the void.

To his slight surprise, it seemed that the Red Knight had made some kind of deal with the Goddess of the Lake. The Green Knight, who had always only ridden the Heroic Spirit Light War Horse, rode a pure white Spirit Pegasus this time.

Sylvie stepped up and gently took Martin's arm: "That's the Twelve Horsemen! The Twelve Greatest Heroes of Baccaria's Founding Nation! The great forerunners are long gone, but they still shelter the people of Bakaria and the whole world of order. Martin...... You don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. We are not alone in this war!"

Miraculously, when Martin heard this, he suddenly felt a little more identified with this terrible and magical world.

"Yes!" Perhaps it was his own desire for exclusivity, and Martin had never felt much about the Red Knight who shared the power of the Bakaria Kingdom with him. It's not about leaving, it's the feeling of not being able to talk together.

At this moment, he couldn't help but silently recognize the Red Knight a little more.

Twelve knights with a green aura rode spiritual pegasus. Pegasus gracefully paced the void, out of the clouds.

The spear held aloft by the Green Knight resembles the indomitable will of a human being, shining brightly even under the dark canopy.

In the countless memories that have been forever dormant in the Bakaria people for thousands of years, perhaps their existence has overlapped with the history of Bakaria.

A great kingdom needs new epics that complement the old ones.

Now, they are composing new poems with their spears.

The twelve Pegasus began to accelerate, and even in this sky full of hostile evil divinity, they still spread their wings freely.

The twelve knights were united, the knights held their heads high, the tips of their spears were lined up, and at an angle of 45 degrees to the ground, they launched a charge towards the black dragon knight of the terror lord who fluttered his wings and soared into the air below.

Twelve white and green rainbows appeared on the battlefield in the sky.

Pegasus galloped, each with the momentum of thousands of horses.

Under the influence of the dark divine power, the faces of the twelve horsemen have been blurred, and even the decorations on the armor have become ethereal. The only thing that became brighter and clearer was the riding spears in their hands.

Each riding spear represents a far-reaching and glorious history.

The past, present and future are intertwined in a skilled and increasingly great gunfire.

The name of every Green Knight no longer matters. The important thing is that they have been sleeping in Valhalla for a thousand years, only to say the same answer to the surging chaos once again with their guns in the next millennium war-

"We say to destruction—no!"

I have to say that the duel between the Green Knight and the Dread Lord is quite exciting. Every hedge, every sonorous clash, is likely to represent the birth of survival and annihilation.

There are some Dreadlords who believe in the Blood God of Fear, and the scarlet glow of their weapons is also capable of destroying the Green Knight, a battle between the tip of the needle and the wheat in every sense of the word.

But on the battlefield, all the spare existences have set their sights on the duel between Martin and the Witch King and the Witch Queen.

Vimo slowed down, and this was a crucial variable for the Witch King's mount, Seraphim, as the black dragon, which was supposed to be female, also had unmatched speed. With the support of Marselan's divine power, this black dragon burst out with a speed above the level, and a few flashes killed in front of Martin's Vimona.

"Martin be careful!" Sylvie and Gal raised their weapons and stood by Martin's side.

Martin crossed his waist with one hand, pressed the armor on his waist, and looked coldly at the witch king, who thought he had succeeded.

The shape of the witch king gives people a very fortress feeling at first glance.

A flaming red cloak is tied over the back shoulders.

The whole body armor is black, and every inch is carved with a mysterious metal pattern that exquisitely exudes an evil aura. The ornaments on the back of the shoulders, the upward spikes on the shoulder armor, and the pointed helmet make the Witch King look like a black dragon claw standing up.

Underneath the belly of the interlocking plate armor for easy movement was an evil rune belt, as well as very slender leg armor.

Every corner of the whole body armor has curved runes or decorations.

The Witch King holds an asymmetrical kite-shaped shield in his left hand, which from Martin's point of view, is as straight as a knife on the left and arc on the right. The shield had not only sharp barbs, but also strange circular depressions, perhaps blades used to lock in enemies.

Combined with Uncle Jin's stunt [All-Knowing and Almighty Star], the system elf detected: This shield is an artifact, named [Supreme Demon Shield]!

The specific data is impressive

Defend +8

Magic Resistance +20%

The special effect [Supreme Magic Shield] reduces the amount of magic wind reserves of the opponent's entire army, which is determined according to the total number and quality of the opponent's troops.

The Witch King's right hand is a strange long sword with a sword body hidden in a cloud of black mist, and the system shows that it is the [Destroyer], which is another artifact.

Melee Attack +12

Weapon Power +12%

Post-battle Magic Item Drop Chance +50%

Stunt [Lose Courage]

Special Effect [Destroyer]: Curse your enemy, which increases the cooldown of their opponent's skills by 45 seconds.

Originally, it was enough for one person to have two artifacts. The system scanned that on the index finger of his left hand, there was a third artifact [Elf Ring], or it was called the [Steel Ring] of the comparative lo.

Magic Item Drop Rate +5%

Aura coverage: +5 armor for all troops

Wind of Magic +10

Purify Corrosion +5 in your province?

I don't know how the system scanned it, but it actually showed that the history of this thing, before the history of the elves, should be a product of the ancient sage period.

If that's true, it's a bit of a bunker.

Suddenly, Martin felt a little bottomless.

Is this Malekith the bastard son of the Four Gods of Chaos? This outfit is clearly cheating!

Anyway, what does that purifying corrosion +5 mean? Normally, isn't that something that only high-level Sigma priests can do?

However, the Witch King apparently didn't give Martin time to think about life.

"Are you Martin Lorraine, the new king of Bakaria? You are courageous! You are worthy of your crown! But that's it! From this day forward, you will be the best slave lord of the great witch king—hahaha!"

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