Since the harsh winter and heavy snowfall in the north have fallen on the valley of Cold Creek, the original lush trees and plants here have been mercilessly damaged by the invaders from the north. The former vitality was frozen, the lush vegetation was piled up with heavy snow, and the green tone of the forest was replaced by white at this time.

However, the white has not occupied this place for a long time, because now these pure white snow has been shrouded in a black substance like mud, perhaps the white snow did not have feelings and thoughts, but now these black substances give them dark emotions.

The snow is under the jet-black mud, and the snow that oppresses under it is distorted by the mud on their bodies, and they use various distorted postures to express their forcibly endowed feelings, whether they are struggling, or pleading, or fearing...... All kinds of emotions that should appear in humans and other intelligent animals are vividly expressed under their strange forms.

Although the postures were different due to emotion, the snow-white statues wrapped in black mud were all facing the dragon on the mountain peak, a dragon with hot dragon blood flowing from it.

The dragon was pleased with the large number of black clay statues beneath it, and it was only from these statues that it was able to regain the feeling of what once belonged to it. It once ruled the entire continent, it enslaved all the species on it, its existence frightened its followers, and made its followers submit, and it had the power to kill the lives and deaths of the races under its rule.

But these are just past history, which can only be remembered by them, but cannot change their current situation. Not so long ago it had been complacent about the refuge of its former creation, and it thought that its former majesty still made the world tremble. But now it finds out that all this is nothing more than a conspiracy against itself!

"Where's Alexis?" asked the dragon-possessed vampire who was trembling and lying on the ground, a nobody, who didn't matter if he lived or died, he was just an outcast.

But there was hope in Islevi, believing that the creatures would fear themselves as masters.

"......" The vampire's trembling body almost twitched, but he answered with silence the deity he soon swore to serve.

"Traitor!" Islevi let out an irrepressible roar, slapping the silent fellow into flesh with the dragon's claws.

Vampires have incredible regenerative powers, and even if they become sludge meat sauce, their cells will still be recombined. The poor creature who had been foamed at the flesh by Islevi was no exception, his flesh wriggling, slowly approaching the center in an attempt to reassemble his body.

However, as their creator, Islevi was able to create them and knew how to destroy them. But now it is in an extremely bad mood and does not give the other party relief, it wants to torture the guy in front of it until the destruction of the world comes.

"Disssende......" Islevi whispered the name, "you're right, I'm naïve......"

Now, Islevi is in a predicament, and it still has more than 200,000 undead in its hands, which is a very large number, but quantity does not mean quality. The high-level undead were almost lost in the siege war, the vampires also lost most of the undead modifications, and those who did not lose were also dying mysteriously, and from the beginning, the vampires did not think to serve their creator sincerely.

With the help of the commanding heights of the mountain peak, Islevi looked at the endless sea of the undead, but it did not have any confidence in these low-level skeletons and zombies. It wanted to abandon its current family business and run away, leaving Qingshan without fear of running out of firewood, but it crossed the vast sea of the undead and saw a white-haired warrior half-kneeling on a hill.

He has been targeted by a former enemy, and as long as he escapes, he will definitely hunt him down to the ends of the earth. Now, only by killing the other party as soon as possible can he be incognito, and prepare for a comeback in the future.

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All nobles within the empire must be followers of Jia Weiwen, and the status of the nobles is given by Jia Weiwen, the god who is in charge of rule and war, which is the reason why Jia Weiwen is regarded as the first god of the empire.

In the past, the power of the Church of Calvidman was overwhelming, and the emperor of the empire had to kneel down when he saw the pope of the church. But with the long absence of Calviman, the influence of Calvidman Church has been declining. Today, Calvidman Church has become a garbage dump for aristocrats, and dissatisfied heirs, brothers and sisters who are in danger of their aristocratic status, and broken nobles have all been forced or willing to come to Calviman Church, either seeking political asylum or being forcibly thrown here by their families to fend for themselves.

Alain, who was still young, was sent to the church by a faithful family knight, and once he joined the church, anyone would be deprived of his inheritance, so that he could not be persecuted by the Knoyes family as a child.

Alain had not been in the Church for long, but where he had learned how to fight, the abbot who had taken over him intended to train him to become a Templar. However, Alain eventually lived up to the dean's expectations, and after a short period of training, he joined the mercenary group and became a combat priest.

Alain didn't have a deep affection for the church, and even hated this place. At that time, he knew that he was the heir to the kingdom of Maurice, and he should be blessed by Jia Weiwen and crowned as king, but the reality was that he was sent to a monastery and deprived of his inheritance. It is for this reason that he ended up being a failure of church education.

But now that this defeat has regained his faith, he has never been more religious. Because the gods appeared when he needed it most, allowing him to guard his most precious family now.

Alain knelt on one knee, the cross he used to pray for was gone, and now he was holding a bloodstained crosssword praying to the gods he knew. He hopes that the gods can give him more power, and he wants to replace the gods to destroy the enemies in front of him who can't see the end, and he wants to sacrifice the soul of the demon god in front of him to repay the mercy of the gods.

Shireen...... Elle ...... "Alain whispered two names, which were his hopes for survival now.

The support of the gods and the desire to guard his family were the only two things that sustained him in the battle that followed. Along the way, he's slain countless undead, and now he's up to face enemies he never imagined.

"God, please give me strength!" Alain prayed to the gods, hoping that the gods would hear his words.

"Hold on to ......" is the response of the gods.

The sound of flesh wings fanning the air reached Alain's ears, and he raised his head in prayer and bowed his head, and saw that the black tide was surging towards him, and above the black tide was a great black shadow that covered the sky.

"Ellie, Shireen, we'll be together soon......," Alain slowly got up, pulling out his sword from the ground, splashing dirt through the air for a short time, but it immediately spontaneously ignited into golden flames.

The blood-stained sword was gone, and now Alain's sword was enveloped in golden flames and lightning, and the thunderclap and burning flames coexisted to form the weapon in his hand.

“...... Maybe see you in the next life. ”

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Christina was running wildly towards Anjitan's castle, dragging the sword with the spark in her hand, and the sword slashed across the ground and pulled a very conspicuous line of flame.

In a short period of time, her ability to bring the dead back to life as a doctor and her ruthlessness as an executioner made her name firmly engraved in the hearts of everyone, whether it was local residents or soldiers from all over the world, they knew that the lady in white in front of her could not be provoked.

Everyone was afraid and respectful of the woman in white who passed by in a hurry, but some people with a heart sent some very important information from this lady in white. The body sculptor has long been known for her mystery, and some speculate that she is a peerless beauty, others speculate that she is a rare ugly woman, and some directly judge her to be a dirty undead creature.

And now this lady full of mystery fell because she was in a hurry to walk, and several strands of long hair shrouded in her hat leaked out, and the long hair fluttered in the air, although the tiny long hair was difficult to observe, but the color of the long hair attracted everyone.

Blue, that's the color of the sky and the ocean!

This is the first time in more than 200 years since her debut that she has shown other physical features other than her eyes!

The people who are hidden in the crowd can't wait to write down this information, either to use it as capital to brag about with their peers in the future, to sell it as information to those who need it, and some to use it as an opportunity to uncover the secrets that plague the world.

The knight girl who followed Christina didn't care what everyone thought, and she now had to find a way to stop Christina from moving forward. She had a hunch that Christina's arrival at the castle would cause a big incident.