A long bone arrow was lucky enough to dodge a bear-man warrior's long stick parry, passing through the shadow of the stick and landing exactly on the hapless man's left shoulder. In fact, if the bear-man warrior had dodged in time, it might have been in time, but out of confidence in its tough skin and contempt for the undead creatures, it did not dodge, but continued to hold its position with the long arrow.

When the white bone arrow fell to the left shoulder as the bear warrior expected, the originally confident bear warrior's face suddenly changed, if it looks from the outside, the white bone arrow is actually nothing special, the long arrow made of miserable white bones is not sharp, and there is no design such as a blood groove barb. But the bear-man warrior who was hit by the arrow felt a sudden burst of resentment from the white bone arrow, and under the powerful negative influence, the bear-man warrior quickly stood up in an instant, and his burly body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes were full of fear, disgust, panic and so on.

The big man who was still waving the iron rod vigorously, shouting and scolding loudly, and wantonly mocking the undead creatures on the opposite side, was overwhelmed under this arrow, as if he had been tossed by more than a dozen old ladies for a night, almost ****. When it was hit by an arrow, the iron rod in its hand couldn't help but stop, and the shadow of the stick in the sky was constricted, and it was immediately drowned by a series of white bone arrows that lost its ability to block.

"Everyone be careful! that long arrow is strange, it must not be touched by it!" Seeing the strange situation of his companion when he fell, Catan's heart immediately became alarmed, and he hurriedly shouted loudly to remind his fellow warriors.

The old patriarch who was standing in front of the totem pole in the distance and kept chanting war songs saw this scene, and his whole body couldn't help but stop, and he muttered with horror on his face: "The army of bones! It's the army of bones of the undead!"

The old orc remembered some of the legends of the Hundred Years' War that his ancestors had passed down from his ancestors when he was a child, including the horror stories of armies of undead bones. Once the iconic legion of the evil side, the undead creatures hated the living and slaughtered many people of all races during the war.

They transform the corpses of innocent civilians into skeletal warriors, growing their strength with each battle. Their bone knives and bone arrows are full of resentment, and each blow will cause the opponent to be cursed by the revenant, and even some bone knights can even integrate the power of the revenant into their own swords, dealing several times the damage, and this damage goes straight to the depths of the soul, no matter how strong your body is, you can't resist this soul impact.

It was with this that the Skeleton Army crisscrossed the continent, until one day, when they were arrogant and wanted to challenge the dragon and transform into a dragon warrior, they were drowned in the anger of countless dragons to end this white terror.

"The Skeleton Army is back!The ancestors are above, the beast gods are above, what is wrong with this world?" the old patriarch looked up at the still fierce scene of divine warfare in the dark sky, and his heart was filled with incomparable despair.

A thousand years ago, all races were in full bloom, and the era of the endless emergence of sword saints and law saints was ravaged by the army of bones, and now the talents of the Alpha Continent are withering, and even the great magicians can not produce a few times The terrifying army of bones has reappeared, which is undoubtedly the sorrow of all living beings in the entire continent.

"The old patriarch doesn't need to panic, it's just rotten bones, not an army of bones!" I don't know when, Leo has quietly come to the old patriarch's side, comforting the old patriarch of the bear clan with a disdainful tone for the army of the undead.

In fact, the old patriarch was also shocked by the news of the appearance of the skeleton army for a while, and the shortcomings of the bear man's poor eyesight limited his perception. In Leo's eyes, it was just a few hundred special and stronger skeletons, all of which were shattered.

What if their attacks were cursed? Don't let them hit? What else can a few hundred skeleton warriors set off? The army of bones that was extremely terrifying in the old patriarch's heart was nothing to Leo.

In fact, there is such a big difference in the understanding of the old patriarch and Leo, because of the different environments in which they grew up. The old patriarch has been influenced by the terrifying stories passed down by his ancestors since he was a child, and with the murderous reputation of the necromancers of the Gray Bone Sect for thousands of years, he will naturally be afraid of the army of bones. But Leo has lived in the era of the information explosion on the earth since he was a child, and in various film and television games, except for the bone dragon, the bone warrior is not a powerful character at all, and the number of bone warriors that appear now is not exaggerated, so Leo naturally ignores it.

Most of the younger generation of the bear clan, including Catan, don't have much fear of bone warriors, it's just some bone racks with special magical abilities, who hasn't gnawed bones on those bear people?

It was only when the skeletal warriors, who were swept away by the sun's bombs, rushed straight in front of the bearmen, raised their bone shields, and raised their bone swords, that they realized the horror of these bearren warriors.

In the eyes of all races on the continent, including humans, dwarves, and elves, orcs are not too powerful except for their strong physique and bloodthirsty fighting spirit. Their simplicity, their poor equipment, their savage habits, and all these shortcomings make all races look down on orcs.

But this is not the case with the bearmen who have taken refuge in Leo, they are completely different from when they used to hold wooden sticks and shields. Although the iron rods and iron plates that Leo poured into Pritz City and equipped the bearmen with were simple, they gave the bearmen endless confidence. The power of these fierce beasts, which are already infinitely powerful, when equipped with powerful weapons, is simply astounding.

With a loud shout, the heavy iron rod in Catan's hand slammed into the white bone shield with a whining wind, and the white bone shield that was originally strong and steely was shattered by the heavy blow of the iron rod, and even the arm bones holding the shield behind the shield were shattered.

The skeletal warrior's intended sword was deflected by the shattering of his shield, and it swept diagonally past Catan's left shoulder, missing its target. Catan, on the other hand, slashed his iron rod upwards and threw the skeletal warrior out with a bone-shattering sound. Although the skeletal warrior's head is still alive, it is clear that it has received a boxed lunch in this battle.

Under the leadership of Catan, the bear-man warriors fought with the skeletal warriors who rushed up without fear, and even completely suppressed these skeletal warriors, if it weren't for the estimated skeleton archers in the distance, it is estimated that the skeletal warriors would have been broken up by these bear-men a long time ago.