This kind of sad look Yang Long saw on the girl's face for the first time, combined with her natural sword eyebrows and godless eyes, showing a morbid beauty that people couldn't help but feel pity. grinning and enduring the severe pain, Yang Long looked at Brigitte in a bit of a daze, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"It's really boring" pursed the corners of his lips a little speechlessly, Yang Long closed his eyes again, and calmed down to fight against the sharp pain that made him almost crazy. And during this whole process, Bridget didn't notice Yang Long's awakening at all, and still walked forward in a low voice.

Francis and the others were so cautious, exploring little by little, and finally half a minute later, they heard a safety signal from the other two. With a heavy sigh of relief, the old warrior turned back and gestured to Bridget, and strode the girl through the hole in the city gate.

Although the sun had begun to fall to the sky, after walking in the dim dust and smoke for a while, the sunlight still made the eyes of several people have a strong tingling feeling, and after squinting and waiting for more than ten seconds, they slowly adapted to the change of light and looked around towards the inner second floor.

The inner second floor is different from the inner third floor, most of the people living here are military families, in addition to other officers from various lords, and strong people who have reached the colonel-level position, they are all qualified to settle down here, and the size of the residence in this residential area is divided into ** villas or large castles according to the level of their positions.

The area of the inner second floor is almost three times that of the inner third floor, and it wraps the inner third floor where the great nobles and the royal family are located in an arc.

The place where Francis and the others appeared was an area that had not yet been spread by the army of the undead, and the streets were extremely cold as far as the eye could see, and the houses on both sides of the road were deserted, except for some abandoned cats and dogs, wandering the streets with miserable wails.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Francis's face showed a hint of relaxation, and in an instant, because he saw Yang Long, who was constantly convulsing and almost spasming, his face became solemn and dull, and he immediately took the lead and ran in the direction of the inner layer.

Steve and Regan were sweating profusely, panting and weak, but they still gritted their teeth and followed Francis's side, vigilantly watching the black houses around them, guarding against a possible sudden attack.

However, perhaps because of the flow of time, until they ran for nearly a kilometer and turned a street corner into another passage, Francis and the others did not see any enemies appear, and the whole city seemed to have turned into a ghost town, and they were the only ones alive.

Bang!

A huge crash suddenly came from the city wall, and Francis and the others subconsciously looked back, but they were blocked by the buildings on both sides of the street, and they could only see the overwhelming flying undead, who had flown to the inner third floor less than a hundred meters away from the city gate.

"Quick, let's go!" It didn't take a few people to know that the army of the undead had arrived near the city gate in such a short time. The loud crashing sound was most likely made by the kind of undead creature like a mountain of flesh, slapping against the fortified city wall.

The flying undead that covered the sky, and the ant-shaped undead who might have climbed over the city wall and spread in all directions, were like a heavy boulder, weighing heavily on the few people who were fleeing.

In the face of this number of undead, the three exhausted rank powerhouses were simply a piece of sand in the torrent, and it was impossible for them to turn up even a trace of waves, they would be swept away and extinguished in an instant, and they had no other choice but to run harder.

Even the "Lightbringer" Uther Paladin, in the current environment, has no other choice but to escape. This kind of quantitative and tireless army has achieved the effect of quantitative change to qualitative change, and the super-level powerhouse is just a mantis arm as a car.

"Ho-ho" Francis gasped for air, the mental pressure made it a little difficult for him to breathe, even if he put away the heavy shield and long sword, and pushed and pulled Bridget to run, it still made him feel severely physically exhausted.

In fact, as a top-level guardian warrior, the old soldier's physical fitness can be said to be completely sufficient, and most of the reasons for his current state are due to excessive psychological pressure. Francis is definitely not afraid of death, on the contrary, in the past 90 years of life, he has fantasized more than once about dying on the battlefield for his master.

The foolish and loyal Francis has always regarded the battlefield as the final destination, if he is the only one here, facing this enemy group that has no chance of surviving, he will also face it indifferently and without fear, but now the situation is completely different, he must live!

With Loren-Grovee's entrustment, Francis definitely didn't dare to act rashly, he not only wanted to survive but also take Yang Long away safely, only in this way would he not be ashamed of the old patriarch who entrusted Yang Long to him.

But in his current situation, Francis found that he had no choice but to run desperately. Although everyone keeps telling themselves to live in their hearts, they can't suppress that kind of despair.

"Holy Light, I beg you, as long as the young master escapes this calamity safely, even if I, Francis, go through any calamity, I will never dodge!" the old soldier prayed over and over again in his heart.

Perhaps it was because of Francis's pleading, and the loud sound behind him suddenly disappeared like a loud bang on everyone's hearts. At the same time, in the faint howl, a strange sound that several people had never heard before appeared.

This sound is completely indescribable, it seems to be a scream after a thousand layers of media, like the low cry of a terrible old woman, and at the same time it seems to be like thousands of souls chanting prayers, making the brains of several people go blank while running.

"Huh, this is?" Yang Long in Bridget's arms also heard this sound, and strangely found that the stinging pain in his body disappeared at once, and under the perception, those strange energies did not disappear, and the energy was constantly wearing down and strangled.

It seemed that Yang Long had lost his sense of pain all of a sudden, and in such a strange feeling, he could still think, still move his body, and still breathe smoothly, as if the injuries he had suffered before were all hallucinations.

Looking at the people running one by one, Yang Long found that the three followers and Bridget had all fallen into a strange state, and these professionals seemed to have lost their minds all of a sudden, but it did not affect their behavior at all.

"Damn, what is this?" Yang Long raised his hand and shook it in front of Bridget's eyes, only to find that the girl did not react at all, and her apparent state was the same as usual. This discovery made Yang Long instantly cold, and a creepy feeling rushed up his spine, and he was just about to struggle when he was stunned by the scene that he accidentally caught out of the corner of his eye.

The city gate at the inner three-story city wall reached a height of more than 50 meters, and although the building covered the lower part of the city gate, it could not cover the position of the top of the city gate. A vague figure that seemed to be separated by thousands of veils stood in the middle of the top of the city gate.

This humanoid creature shrouded in an unknown mist, with its back to Yang Long facing in the direction of the palace, two arms covered by the armguards, raised diagonally towards the sky, this humanoid creature with a helmet of unknown men and women, as if praying to the sky, made Yang Long feel an invisible terrifying pressure.

The infinite number of flying undead, just flew directly above the city gate, instantly lost all vitality, and constantly fell downward, in the process of falling, the figure of each flying undead will slowly fade, and then disappear as if it had never appeared.

And some of the undead who fell towards the inner second layer due to inertia were like hitting an invisible wall of qi, and they all rebounded and smashed towards the inner third layer. At the same time, the ant-shaped undead who are constantly emerging from the inner three layers, and the ant-shaped undead who try to climb over the city wall will lose all their vitality and fall into the inner three layers the moment they touch the top of the city wall.

The huge Roshan-type undead also seemed to have disappeared after Yang Long found out that this mysterious humanoid creature had appeared. And this celebrity-like creature has maintained that posture of looking up to the sky and praying from beginning to end, and it has blocked the surprise attack of tens of thousands of troops without moving.

"This is not true, is it?" Swallowing with difficulty, Yang Long felt as if he had become an ant, looking up at a 10,000-meter-high mountain. This feeling was so powerless, so humiliating, that the anger in Yang Long's heart was ignited all of a sudden.

Some unbelievers pursed their lips, Yang Long subconsciously let out his normal perception because of the disappearance of severe pain, and wanted to talk about the details of this terrifying humanoid creature, and after trying several times, he came back to his senses, and it was beyond the scope of perception.

"Hey, how could I ignore such a common-sense question?" frowned a little suspiciously, and was just about to take a closer look at the humanoid creature again, when a sudden sharp pain swept through his brain.

"Uh, ah! what's going on, what am I going to do?" As if returning from a dream to reality, Yang Long felt the bone-crushing pain and the weakness of his whole body again. And this time it was even more serious, making his eyes black and he couldn't support it.

Reluctantly raising his head, Yang Long glanced towards the city gate, only to be stunned to find that there was nothing there. There are no flying undead who are overwhelming, no ant-like undead who constantly want to climb over the city walls, and no terrible fleshy mountain of undead creatures.

"Could it all be an illusion?!" Yang Long had just popped up such a thought in his mind, when he was stabbed by a sharp pain that suddenly struck, and he lost all consciousness as soon as he rolled his eyes.