Death, blood, the undead monsters roaring wildly, and the flesh and blood that they gnawed and devoured.The picture of hell more like the world of Diablo was reflected in Chen Fei's field of vision without concealment, and a wave of anger burned the young man's reason almost instantly, and a deeper blood color flashed in the eyes of the dragon whose will was manifested, and his wings spread, rushing towards the most dense place of the undead with the pressure of the wind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Bang!

A loud explosion caused ripples visible in the air, and the ice-blue elemental glow almost instantly froze the tower and the undead on it, and through the clear elemental ice crystals, the young man could even clearly see the hideous expressions of these undead and the blood-stained fangs, which were as red as flames, which was the sign of the living.

"Now that you're dead, don't bother with other people's lives anymore, okay, bastard!" In a low murmur, the young man's body slowly stood up, just took a gentle step forward, and the small cracks radiated frantically from under his feet, but the young man seemed to be unconcerned and walked straight to the edge of the tower, and in the steady footsteps, the elemental ice crystals wrapped in the undead slowly shattered into ice-blue debris, and the fine streamers scattered in the sunlight, but there was a trace of beauty.

Ice Gold - Absolutely Frozen!

Looking down from the tower, the dense undead frantically rushed towards the interior of the castle, the castle's magical barrier was already covered with cobweb-like cracks, as if it was about to collapse in the next second, the desperate people on the fortress had given up struggling, sobbing women, ignorant children, and human warriors with hideous faces, the two opposing emotions of fear and courage mixed into complex bitterness on their faces.

When everyone was immersed in the sweet dreams they had woven and did not want to wake up, these undead told them in the most direct and cruel way.

Death and fear are never far away!

"Have you forsaken your people, O God?"

..。。

Looking at the helpless or desperate people in the central area of the huge castle, Chen Fei's resolute face was blue, although he only glanced at it cursoly, he could still estimate the approximate number of survivors.

Less than four thousand. That's more than six thousand fewer than the tens of thousands of people Randy said.

"You crumbs, lie down in the coffin for me!!"

With a roar of rage, the young man's tall body rushed into the center of the undead army like a cannonball, and then it was swallowed up by the wave of the dead like a drop of water falling into the ocean, without a ripple. The glimmer of hope that appeared in the eyes of the captain of the guard above the fortress was instantly extinguished.

It turned out that it wasn't reinforcements, but the kid who didn't know where he came in was embarrassed for him, and he was able to break through the blockade of the undead and fight here.

"Wait!Break through the blockade of the undead?." The body of the captain of the guard froze instantly, as if someone had struck him with a stick, his brain was in a trance, and he savagely pushed away a few people in front of him, this quiet and steady middle-aged man pounced on the edge of the wall of this last line of defense like a madman, and the thought that came to his mind made his whole body tremble slightly, and his cloudy eyes were looking down with anticipation, and the complicated eyes mixed with fear tried his best to look down.

"Heh~, is it really just delusional? God." As if the last strength had been drained, the middle-aged man in leather armor knelt on the ground weakly, looked at his former hometown, the place he was once proud of, and laughed desperately: "You have completely abandoned us."

At this moment, a hot and sacred aura suddenly gushed up from below, dispelling the cold and dead silence that had been wrapped in dark power for a long time, and the long-lost warmth reached the middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground, making him subconsciously look up, and the next moment, a picture that he remembered for a lifetime came into his field of vision, making him instantly lose all his ability to think.

The original hideous undead kept screaming and turned into miserable white ashes, the tall young man just stood quietly with his head down, and then gave death to the so-called undead, the pure gold seemed to be the flame of the morning light, meekly wrapped the young man's body, the original resolute face actually had a bit of divine and handsome taste under its reflection, the ink-colored broken hair was dyed with a layer of deep gold, quietly flying in the air, the whole person was as sacred and tall as the legendary gods.

Chen Fei slowly raised his head, and in the field of vision that only he could see, a tall man in plate armor looked at him with a smile, and said softly: "Young man, smear the blood all over the sacred weapons and fight for the survival of mankind, are you willing to inherit the path below?"

Without directly answering the middle-aged man's question, Chen Fei slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and in the low humming sound, the dark golden ancient long sword revealed its true face, and a trace of golden flame wound up, mixed with a bit of divine and hot breath, holding the long sword obliquely with one hand, the young man walked and slowly passed by his senior, "I will inherit your will, but I'm sorry, senior, I have my own way." The deep voice carried a firm will, making the corner of the upright man's face show a satisfied smile, and the body composed of holy light slowly turned into a brilliant light dust wrapped around Chen Fei's body, and then merged into the golden flames, turning into a deeper dark golden color.

The original golden flame instantly collapsed at the same time as the dark gold appeared, and all collapsed into this deep light, a stable dark golden aura appeared at Chen Fei's feet, and after a pause, a more intense and stable golden flame erupted, turning into a fire curtain that radiated out wildly towards the surroundings, instantly submerging the undead who were madly hanging on the magic barrier.

Diablo Sabotage Holy Knight Combat Skill - [Holy Fire], Awaken!

Determined to follow its path, the noble paladin wraps itself in this aura of sacredness and strides into battle, purified by the holy flames of all enemies within its reach, both the ugly body and the filthy soul!

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sharp sword momentum rose wildly, Chen Fei stood in the vacuum between the undead and the survivors, but the single sword made the undead army advance unwillingly.

Such as the fierce generals in ancient times, the horizontal sword is immediate, this sword can block millions of heroes!