Chapter 105: Skeletron (Part I)
The dark, incomparably dreary sky was filled with thunder, and the invisible clouds were converging.
"Remember the temperature? The scorching restlessness. ”
"Yes. ”
After a brief conversation, Jabbar lifted the hammer and charged towards the Immortal in the center of the hall...... The power of lightning converged, and gradually, scorching flames ignited in the place where Jabbar had run.
Countless undead gathered in the main hall and flocked to the orc uncle from all directions.
In the final battle, the power of the elements converged around Abdul-Jabbar, and countless undead surged up, but Abdul-Jabbar always had only one goal in his eyes - the Hades who sat on the throne of the king.
"Bump. ”
The next moment, the warhammer brandished and began to unleash bloody slaughter in the main hall.
Bloodroar followed closely behind, panting and rushing in. Two orcs slaughtered frantically in the Hall of the Dead, breaking through. All the undead and skeletons that rushed up were knocked away by the powerful impact force of the orc warriors and the impact force of their weapons, and the undead who were not knocked away were also smashed down by the huge war hammer and fell to the ground into piles of corpses. Rotting blood splattered everywhere, **, and broken arms flew in the air.
"Defend the formation, surround them. ”
Skeletron finally gave the order, and right now, Jabbar and Bloodroar were less than fifty meters away from Skeletron. However, as soon as Skeletron gave the order, these undisciplined undead warriors instantly changed their positions, and one by one they quickly lined up, densely overlapping positions, and large shields and spears were erected one after another. Like the warriors of the king before his death, he lined up in a tortoiseshell formation. Dense spears protrude from the gaps in the shield wall, not human battle arrays, but more powerful than human battle arrays. Because they are undead, they have no fear, and even if the orcs are furious, they will fight without fear.
"Grand Chief, are you ready?"
The sudden formation of the undead surprised both Bloodroar and Jabbar, but after calming down, the strongest orc warrior in the two tribes still made a decision. A crazy tactic, a tactic that belongs to the orcs.
In the next second, Blood Roar firmly leaned the battle shield on the shoulder that was not injured, while Jabbar roared loudly, charging furiously, and at the moment when he was close to Blood Roar, he used the battle shield as a springboard and jumped into the undead barrier in a rage!
"Roar. ”
The moment it landed, the warhammer erupted with a powerful explosion, and immediately, a shockwave came out from the hammer face, lightning erupted, and in an instant, more than a dozen undead warriors around them were shattered by the shockwave, and their rotten limbs and blood splattered everywhere.
The undead soldiers all turned their spearheads, prepared Jabbar, and stabbed the ......
But the warhammer swung with great speed, blocking the stabbing of the four or five spears in front of them, and the weapons used by those soldiers before their deaths were not stained with the blood of the enemy, and they were also not stained with the blood of the orcs after death, and the spears were cut off by the storm hammer with a crisp cracking sound.
The wind elemental continued to accelerate Abdul-Jabbar's movements, and the hammer rained down, slaying down dozens of undead warriors in Jabbar's way and the Immortal.
"Come on, Hades, let's have a battle between men. ”
Now, in front of Abdul-Jabbar and the Immortal, there was no longer any hindrance, not a single undead warrior got up, and the gray carpet led straight to the throne where Skeletron was. It's less than twenty meters away.
But the closer you get to Skeletron, the more intense the cold becomes, almost freezing the air around you.
"You're really a bit capable......"
Skeletron stood up from the throne, but as always, Abdul-Jabbar didn't let it finish, the warrior just died from too much nonsense, which Abdul-Jabbar had seen countless movies and knew that one thing he couldn't do when dueling was to talk a lot of nonsense.
Abdul-Jabbar charged frantically, twenty meters away, and it took less than three seconds to sprint, and Skeletron too, but the Lord of the Undead did not choose to hedge with the orcs.
The atmosphere of the decisive battle is extremely intense, and Jabbar rushes towards Skeletron.
Like a raging beast, the moment it was about to rush to Skeletron, Jabbar swung the hammer, causing it to spin rapidly, flames and lightning whirling on the hammer, and the moment it approached Skeletron, the storm hammer swept diagonally.
Outside the main hall, King's Avenue.
"It's the Frost Dragon!"
Baladin roared, and at the same time, all the orc archers aimed at the monster hovering in the air. Obviously, the damage done to it last time by reloading weapons was only a drop in the bucket, and now, this undead monster still hovers over the coalition forces intact.
The orc archers shot into the dark sky, striking the dragon with a splash of spark.
However, the frost dragon ignored the little people on the ground, and a loud dragon roar rang out, and the dragon spread its wings to the maximum and began to swoop down on the orcs in the street. This is a terrifying attack, and the life covered by the dragon's breath, whether orcs or humans, will instantly become ice crystals.
The horn of winter sounded, and all the humans and orc infantry hid in the houses on both sides of the street, but when the dragon swooped down and sprayed ice flames, it still took the lives of hundreds of orc warriors, and more than two dozen human warriors were also reduced to ice sculptures on the King's Avenue......
"Shoot it. ”
Paladin yelled and ordered the archers to keep shooting.
"No, such an attack is useless against it. ”
Esalivan stood aside and said calmly. Baladin saw that this human female mage could still be so calm in such a terrifying scene, and it seemed that the tempering of war was still quickly revealed. When Jabbar and Baradin first met Esharlivan, she was a human nobleman, mischievous, and naughty, but now, the human wizard was able to lead a team of mages, after Azhara's death......
"I'll take care of the rest. ”
Baladin looked at Essalivan in astonishment, her every word was so confident, even under such a terrifying threat.
"Okay, I'll call my people to continue to support you. ”
Baladin glanced at Essalivan, then picked up his bow and ran up to the second floor, where he had a better view. There was a wail on the King's Road, but the undead stood intact when the orc warriors fell, not afraid of frost, not afraid of necromancy, because they were undead themselves.
"Roar. ”
The dragon flew high into the air and landed again, this time at high speed, crushing a human house to rubble with the wrath of the undead.
There was a crack of loud wooden beams and the collapse of stone walls, followed by the wails of human warriors. Obviously, that room was filled with human infantry who had just fled, and the only remaining human veterans of the War of the Dead had been crushed to meat sauce by the frost dragon. However, the dragon seemed to be content with blood, and its innate bloodlust caused the frost dragon to dig through the ruins and continue to crush the human archers and warriors who still had a trace of life inside, allowing the blood to be released even more vividly.