In the center of Stonehenge is a tall altar. More than a dozen thick chains stretched out from the boulder, binding Nana and Coco on the middle altar.

The oval white Divine Domain light mask around Coco was still there, but more than a dozen iron chains were filled with black gas, surrounding the light mask.

The mask only protects Coco, and the unicorn Nana's head is tightly held in Coco's arms, and half of her body is protected by the mask, but her butt and the back half of her body are exposed outside the mask.

The milky white life force was constantly being sucked away from the back half of Nana's body, and Stonehenge was sending back more black smoke, surrounding Neozu, and constantly submerging into the demigod-level armor of the Lich King.

Seeing Nana's body withered, Coco fed a small sip of fairy wine into Nana's mouth in the light mask, holding a silver pot.

With the entrance of immortal wine, Nana's body quickly regained its cleanness, and then its vitality was sucked away by Stonehenge, and it slowly became withered.

In front of Nao Zu, there were two broken swords and an old gold box.

Around Stonehenge, there are more than a thousand elves, dressed in everything, and they seem to be nearby villagers.

But they all looked sluggish, as if they had fallen victim to some evil spell of the Lich King.

Ahh

As Nana's body withered and became prosperous, Nao Zu's momentum continued to rise, and now he had the power of the peak of the saint level.

Above Naozu's head, a dark gray godhead was forming in the air.

Naozu's triumphant voice rumbled, "You don't even have a saint level, so you dare to interfere with the great Lich King's inheritance ceremony?" ”

With a wave of his hand, the Lich King did not know what kind of spell he had cast, and more than a thousand sluggish villagers fell together.

Immediately, the light on his body was withdrawn and gathered into a ball of light, which was held in his hand by Nao Zu.

Naozu held the light in his hand, "You slaves, you only need to listen to my orders, you don't need souls.

Your souls are honored to be the nourishment of frost sorrows! ”

With a flick of his hand, the light cluster submerged into the two truncated swords, and the light of the two truncated swords was bright, and Nao Zu bent down and picked up the big sword on the ground with one hand.

The two severed swords had been tightly connected, radiating the power of the evil god unscrupulously.

The Lich King lifted Frostmourn up with one hand and swung forward, sending out a howl of thousands of unjust souls.

"A few clowns jumping off the beam, can you use this king to take action personally? My minions, in the name of the Lich King, I command you to kill these unzealous ones. ”

More than a thousand corpses on the ground slowly stood up, and they had become soulless zombies. After walking two steps slowly, he suddenly formed an array and howled in unison.

With the howl of the zombies, all the negative emotions within a hundred miles of the surroundings converged here, and the yin wind in Stonehenge was miserable, and it became an out-and-out ghost.

The zombies quickly absorb negative energy, and the black qi forms a crystal nucleus in the body, forming zombies of all classes from trainee to intermediate according to their physical fitness before death.

The Lich King was busy there, and the team that had come to destroy him wasn't idle.

Mr. Fei pointed to the golden box on the altar, "Although Nao Aozu is already a saint, he has weaknesses, and he doesn't dare to attack.

He had to guard the godhead that had not yet been formed, and more importantly, his lifebox.

The Lich King's Legacy Ritual is the most vulnerable stage of the Lich King. Once the lifebox is destroyed, he is completely finished.

As long as we destroy these zombies, a few people entangle Nao Zu, and one person raids and kills the life box, and we will succeed. ”

After Mr. Fei finished his order, he saw that the zombies were slowly walking towards everyone, and everyone began to prepare for the battle together.

Mr. Fei's tone of command was full of confidence, and Randy was not so optimistic.

He knew how much energy Cocoa's immortal wine contained, and it was constantly being drained by the Lich King through Nana's body, and the Lich King's momentum skyrocketed very quickly.

He wished that Nana would simply die, lest Coco be an enemy with it. But from Coco's point of view, how could she not save her holy pet Nana withering in her arms?

The combat effectiveness of these zombies at the highest and intermediate level is obviously not very good, and the only advantage is the large number.

The Lich King probably didn't pin his hopes on the zombies, he just used these zombies to delay time.

As long as the demigod godhead above his head is formed, a demigod holding an evil sword, who in this world can resist it?

Not to mention, there are really a few that can resist.

Senior Jia has already lost a demigod-level clone for himself, so it's not good to ask for others again.

In Randy's concept, since Coco is okay for the time being, the situation is not critical enough to break the treaty and recruit the Great Elder of the Dragon Clan Demigods to help in the war.

Because Randy has another spare tire. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a wine gourd-shaped jade talisman appeared in his hand, a trace of magic power was injected, the jade talisman lit up, and a demigod-level distress signal had been sent.

After asking for help from the wine sword fairy, the "senior brother" of the wine color faction-

Ahh

Randy scolded the wine Mengzi who had hurt himself and caused even Coco to know the name of the wine pie now.

As soon as he touched the silver lock, a thunderstorm fell into the dense group of zombies, and immediately overturned dozens of zombies.

While waiting for Thunderstorm to read the progress bar, Randy jumped into the zombie horde with his heavy sword in hand.

A perfect loop split, the master-level sword swallowed, five or six zombies were split in half by the waist, and their intestines fell to the ground.

The second to strike was the Grand Druid, the old man with his hands open to the sky and muttering to himself, and five tall oaks were summoned.

"Nature's elves, give me the power to destroy all evil liches that endanger humanity and nature!"

The five oak trees moved to the sound, spreading their huge roots and beginning to move slowly, forming a wall of trees.

The tree wall slowly moved forward, and soon engaged the zombies in hand-to-hand combat.

The zombie attack did little damage to the tree wall, and the tree waved its branches, but kept knocking the zombies down.

The old man alone covered more than half of the battlefield.

Rambo waved his hand, and a very stylish heavy machine gun appeared in his arms, and then a roll of bullet belts wrapped around him.

Rambo is a master gunner, and the heavy machine gun in his arms weighs ten kilograms, which means that a muscular man like him, who is also a master boxer, can move.

This heavy machine gun is very beautifully worked, and it is not at all a product of this era.

Like the submachine guns in the hands of the guards of those high-ranking officials and nobles, they are all products of the ancient Tang Dynasty unearthed from ancient ruins, and they are general-purpose M60 heavy machine guns.

In fact, a lot of these advanced firearms have been unearthed, and they can basically be used.

The only thing that can be used is the bullet that matches it. With the current technology, it is impossible to manufacture it in large quantities, and the unearthed bullets hit one less one.

The bullet on Randy's body was not unearthed, but a magic bullet that was half-polished by hand in a high-level factory specially established by the Dark Federation, recruiting alchemists and high-level technicians.

This is costly and laborious, and the production is so low that it simply does not equip the troops.

Rambo is a high-level combat talent of the Dark Federation, and is specially responsible for protecting the advanced laboratory presided over by Mr. Fei.

A factory-crafted bullet will only be enough for a few high-level and master-level gunsmiths to escort them.

Rambo stepped forward with a heavy machine gun in hand, and the zombies who had just been transformed by the Lich King were shot and fell.

As soon as Steve, the super soldier, stretched out his hand, a round shield appeared in his hand, and looked back at Mr. Fei, "Godfather, please hide behind the Great Druid first, and I'll go and kill for a while." ”

With a shield in hand, Steve rushed into the zombie horde without hesitation.

The scientist Mr. Fei has no spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and he looks like he has no force at all.

Suit and tie, shiny leather shoes. Even after sitting in the jeep for more than twenty minutes, the hairstyle is still meticulous.

At this moment, he stood behind the battlefield with his hands behind his back in a dashing manner.

One moment at the large number of zombies, the other at the four comrades who were fighting, and then at the demigodhood that was gradually forming above the Lich King's head, the evil artifact Frost Sorrow in his hand.

Finally, he looked at the old golden life box at the Lich King's feet, touched the ring on his finger, which also had no spiritual power fluctuations, and suddenly showed a strange smile on his face.