"Endless power is surging and rushing, even the wall of sighs can't suppress the power of the elements, this is really unimaginable power, why is there such a figure in the world?"

"Your Excellency Lobito, this time I have not selected a sufficient number of high-quality warrior souls from the human race, in order to avoid greater waste, I am going to send all those souls to Mitna Lachen, in two things, at least I will do the same."

"Even the soul is shattered in this dark purple tide of magic, what a powerful magical talent! If you can get such a shell......"

"Lord Lobito, since you want that woman's body, you will deal with that mage, I will try my best to drag the astral angel and wait for you to help,

At that time, I will let the remaining undead and the Nether Legion launch a general attack, and when the time comes, I will ask Lord Lobito to release the bone dragon and completely seal the victory......"

"How do I get her? How to ......"

Seeing that the Archmage of the Underworld was still in a state of distraction, Bean slapped the Archmage on the shoulder hard.

"Lord Lobito?"

After stumbling a step, Robito was stunned for a moment, and then returned to reality from his delusion.

In fact, even he had no certainty of victory in the face of the Astral Seraph holding the artifact, and he had no hope of this battle since Lyster chose to reveal two trump cards.

No matter how much scheming you have, you need to save your own life, and the most important thing for an undead lich living in the underworld is the soul.

Lobito's knowledge of soul science and magic made him aware of his situation, and in order to obtain Sindra's body, he needed to do more preparation and calculation, rather than rashly leaving his life here.

"This is the key to the bone dragon."

Pulling a sharp white phalanx from his cloak, Lobito lowered his head slightly and handed the key to Bean, who was a little surprised.

"General Bean, this is your battle, how to use the bone dragon given by the master, it should be up to you to judge, when you drag the Seraph, I will end the battle with Sindra as soon as possible and go to support you."

Instead of taking the key to the bone dragon, Bean took a deep look at Lobito, who chose to bow his head, and remained silent.

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Lobito has always maintained the movement of bowing his head and offering the key, like a still statue.

"Your Excellency Lobito, no matter what decision we make, the Maharaja is watching us."

"That's right, General Bean, we just have different missions, but we have the same reverence for our masters."

After Lobito said his last words, Bean took the key to the bone dragon, and Lobito raised his head again.

Bean Fajon looked at the key of the bone dragon, with the deep and clear magic of Ravchen in the key. He can summon the Underworld Bone Dragon anywhere within the circle's radius before the sacrificial circle is destroyed.

Regardless of whether Lobito is going to prepare to run away, at least he is going to put on a magnificent battle for his master.

While the Underworld Legion was preparing, the Emerald Leader vanguard on the other side was also speeding up.

The first battle of the day came and went as fast as it came, and in the escort (indiscriminate bombardment) of Sindra and Misha, the vanguard of the Emerald Leader went all the way unimpeded,

The undead of the undead were too weak in the face of unimaginable power, and Sindra's magic and Misha's astral powers made the Emerald Leader soldiers and light sentinels in the presence understand what true power is.

As the vanguard approached, the dark fog that had been shrouded in front of the legion also took the initiative to disperse, and five thousand skeleton soldiers of the Netherworld Legion wearing spiritual heavy armor opened up in front of the formation, blocking the vanguard army's way to the barracks in a semi-encircled state.

Shaking his head at Misha and Sindra, Lyist raised his right hand, and the three thousand warriors quickly stopped their pace, formed a defensive formation on the spot, and stared at the enemy from a distance of kilometers.

In front of the Underworld Legion, the slim Lobito held a skeletal gemstone staff, wearing a luxurious and delicate ghost cloak, and a special grimace bone mask completely covered the face and soul aura of the underworld wizard.

On Lobito's side, the tall and straight Bean Fajon was a whole body taller than the ghost skeleton warrior who was nearly two meters tall, and he didn't know if it had been strengthened, but the size of the man and the horse had reached more than four meters.

The general of the undead legion rode on the purgatory keel pegasus, which was rare even in the underworld, holding the soul steel shield in his left hand and the dark green soul refining cross lance in his right hand.

Bean was protected from end to end by a spirit armor, and only the two holes in his eyes burned with a raging ice-blue soul flame, like an invulnerable Iron Float.

Bean Fajon alone puts endless pressure on the Sentinels of Light, giving them a sense of invincibility.

Lyist withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and looked down at himself standing on the ground, with regret on his face,

It's a pity that he didn't bring Thea, otherwise his mount would definitely be much cuter than the dragon-headed Hellhorse with bony wings.

As if noticing Lyster's gaze, Bean, who was riding a purgatory keel pegasus, clamped his horse's belly and walked forward,

Bean Fajon stopped a kilometer away and said in a loud, hoarse Noxian.

"My name is Bean Fajon, I am the general of the undead legion cross-lance heavy cavalry, the Nether Guard personally chosen by the Dark Lord, and the commander of this Nether Legion, the Demon Lord Lyster, where is it!?"

Seeing that the enemy began to call for battle, many light sentinels who were intimidated by Bean Fajon's momentum chose to turn their heads to look at themselves, and it was difficult for Lyster to continue to stand in the team.

Shaking his head at Misha and Syndra, Lyster walked forward on foot, the light sentinels along the way to make room for Lyster.

Standing on his feet on the ground, Lyster carried the god-killing blade and held the soul bow,

Thinking of the hardships along the way, and thinking of the slaughtered Winter Castle, Lyist's face sank, and the majesty and evil aura belonging to the superior suddenly pressed towards the Underworld Legion, and rose in anger.

"I have long heard that the Dark Lord advocated fighting as a warrior when he was still building an army in this world, but I didn't expect that your Excellency and your cockroach warriors are better at hiding than the rats in the Zu'an ditch!

Not only did he not move forward all the way, but he also calmly used the despicable soul refining circle and the despicable mist to slaughter innocents and kidnap souls to cover up his cowardice, which was really an eye-opener for me! ”

"The so-called undead legion, the cross-spear heavy cavalry samurai general, did not dare to disperse the fog of shame until I led the army all the way to the door, and it seems that the so-called Netherworld Guards are nothing more than that!

So far, there is nothing to say between me and you, since we meet, we can only divide life and death, and decide the superior,

The winner is king, the loser is the villain, instead of playing tricks with me, let me see if the big gun in your hand is sharp enough! ”

Lyist's dull and thunderous words restored the fighting spirit of the legionnaires who were suppressed by Bean Fajon, and in the impact of Leist's momentum, the purgatory keel Pegasus under Bean Fajon's seat actually took three steps back,

This retreat doesn't matter, but it makes the morale of the Netherworld Legion plummet, and it is even more unbelievable than being insulted by cockroaches and rats in the face.

It is understandable that the two sides have not yet started fighting each other, and it is too embarrassing that a single mouth can scare the enemy back three steps with men and horses.

The soldiers of the Nether Legion and Lobito set their eyes on Bean Fajon, who glared fiercely at his mount, which had not yet regained its composure.

"Shameful thing!"

The Purgatory Dragonbone Pegasus, who was not very stellar, lowered his head aggrievedly, and Lyist said contemptuously.

"It seems that with the intelligence of His Excellency Bean, he can't even restrain his own mount, otherwise you give me that horse and I'll help you train it? When I've ridden enough, maybe I'll send you another one? ”

The sword-like ridicule made the horse-loving Bean Fajon unable to endure it any longer, and the Crosslancer instantly entered a state of rage, forgetting his battle goal and rushing straight towards Lyster.

"Legion of the Underworld! Kill with me! Come to the ground! I won't stop if I don't kill you! ”

Seeing that Bean Fajon did not go to the Seraphic Angel Misha to send him to his death, Lobito froze in place for a while, and the old lich who watched the other Nether soldiers charge forward cursed in his heart.

In his intended plan, Bean Fajon entangles the Seraph, eventually dies at the hands of the Seraph, and he does his best to attack the female elemental mage named Sindra.

If he can defeat the opponent, he will take him away, according to Maude Caesar's temperament, if he captures an important enemy general, at least he will not blame him for escaping from the battle, and then he will be able to explore the magical talent of the female mage, and maybe he can also get this near-perfect body.

If he could not defeat the other party, he dragged the world as long as he could, and waited until Bean Fajon was killed and his legions were defeated.

But all these expectations are carried out under the premise of the old-fashioned and dogmatic Bean Fajon vs. Misha,

If Bean Fajon can't entangle the Seraph, once he makes a move, he will definitely face the siege of the Seraphic Angel and the Dark Elemental Archmage, and in the face of one of them, he may be able to try to touch it twice, and he will definitely die with one enemy and two, which is simply an unsolvable death.

But the token of summoning the bone dragon is not on his body, and it won't work if he wants to summon the bone dragon to fish in troubled waters, so if he leaves, even if he is an old qualification, he can't explain to Mord Caesar at all, under the impulse of the reckless man, he has reached the point of a real dilemma.

The war had begun, and as Bean Fajon had said, the battle here would eventually be watched by Mordecaesar, and Lobito could not afford to think too much, so the old lich decided to attack the Sentinels of Light.

Doing so is to participate in the war, but it will not directly anger the eyebrows of the Seraph and the Elemental Archmage and be besieged.

Noticing the old lich's actions in an instant, Misha whispered to Sindra with her telephonic magic.

"Your magic attack has a wider range, I'll deal with that old lich, and you can suppress these skeletons."

Knowing that this was the most appropriate option, Sindra nodded.

One of the two who had completed the division flew towards Lobito, while the other came to the front of the formation and began to unleash an area of effect magic.

"Filthy things! Your enemy is me! ”

With a single sword, the Starflame Sword swept like a hurricane towards Lobito, who was hiding in the Nether Legion, and Lobito could only scatter the attack magic and release a miniature version of the Wall of Sighs instead.

The dark green soul shield that suddenly appeared blocked the starflame sword, and the two completely different forces devoured each other like wild wolves and hyenas, and finally the wall of sighs, with the soul sacrifice circle as the source of power, won, and the sword light dispersed, but the wall of sighs was intact.

Successfully blocking the attack of the Seraph, before Lobito had time to rejoice, four or five sword rays flew in the air, which was mixed with a flame impact different from the sword rays.

"Soul Teleportation!"

Crushing the teleportation crystal that had been prepared for a long time, Lobito turned into a soul glow and disappeared in place, and the sword and flames swept by, clearing the hundreds of skeleton warriors who surrounded Lobito like wheat cutting.

"Little mouse, where do you want to run!?"

Misha, who was filled with divine power, quickly found the old wizard who was thousands of meters away through spatial fluctuations, and glanced back at the battlefield, but it was Sindra who was using a strange gravity magic to suppress the mobility of all the Nether soldiers, and there were already many skeleton soldiers who were not determined to be shattered and could never be resurrected.

Realizing that it was useless to stay here, Misha flailed her wings and chased after the fleeing enemy.

Returning to Lyster's body, the moment Bean Fajon charged at him, Lyster put away his Soul Bow and drew his Godkiller Blade.

【Lyster!】 Give me your body! This is the price you pay for imprisoning me! 】

Lyist sneered.

[Aatrox, after so many times, you still don't understand the status gap between us? It's a matter of course that I'm keeping you in confinement, and I don't need to make any compensation to you! Not to mention the cost! When you know how stupid arrogance is, maybe I'll consider letting you go for a few days.]

Without recognition, the god-killing blade weighed a hundred catties, and this kind of creation from the divine power of the Astral Dragon King was not a divine weapon that mortals could use at all, but at this moment, it was picked up by Lyster with one hand, and the two-handed weapon was used as a one-handed sword.

"Sonorous!"

The cross-spear that stabbed forward was firmly held by the god-killing blade, and the condescending Bean Fajon actually felt an irresistible evil aura from the barrel of the gun, and in a trance, Bean Fajon, who had experienced countless battles and battles in his life, and whose hands were stained with hundreds of lives, seemed to see the Netherworld Iron Armor on the throne.

There is no doubt that the human in front of him, like his lord, is a brutal man who is keen to kill.

In less than a second before Bean Fajon was stunned, Lyster seized the opportunity, and with a single stroke of the greatsword, the cross-spear swung upward, and the broad blade slashed the horse's head all the way up in the direction of the barrel.

The skeletal horse's dragon head flew in response to the sound of the bones shattering, but its body flapped its wings and began to soar into the air, and in an instant, it was out of the range of the greatsword.

A flash of light flashed, and the headless Pegasus grew another head, but compared to before, the skeleton horse's soul fire was a little darker.