In order to ensure the effect of the sneak attack, El has never let the military priests release the divine blessing on their weapons, so as not to arouse the alarm of the high-level undead. However, the powerful enchantment effect of the wind mark itself is enough to deal effective damage.

The black knight's armor on Starron's body had been specially strengthened by death magic, but the level of this enhancement was meaningless in the face of the higher level of wind marks. Ell stabbed Starron cleanly in the back of the heart, and the blade burst through his chest, bringing out a foul-smelling black blood.

Starron slammed his backhand elbow into the sneaker, and the spikes in the elbow pad of the armor tore a horrific wound in El's shoulder, but El's hand did not diminish in the slightest, but instead gripped the hilt of the knife and stirred it twice in Starron's chest, shattering his heart.

The heart is not a vital part of the undead, but it is also an important part, and if he is allowed to mess around like this, the consequences are unpredictable. Staron wanted to resist, but he couldn't use the strength of the knife in his chest, and he roared, the joints of his hands clicked, and he turned over in a position that a normal human would never do, and grabbed El's wrist.

"Klein, what are you waiting for?" Starron shouted with all his might, he had now regretted his underestimation of his foe, but the lich's stupidity was also beyond his expectations. The Lord of Death, though he doesn't mind the intrigues of his servants, doesn't forgive fools who don't know the general situation. If he really wants to die here, how will he explain to the Lord of Death?

"I know what he's waiting for, but you don't have a chance. El sneered behind his back and tensed his muscles, and the rune totem light on his arms bloomed, stretching Starron's hands apart. The Black Knight Lord wanted to continue struggling, but by this time General Hank had already caught up and slashed off the top half of his skull with a sword.

The icy aura of the skeletal horse suddenly condensed, turning into a huge claw in midair. Ahmed's eyes flickered, and delicate crossbow bolts leaped from between his fingers, and translucent magical shields erupted in the distance. With some preparation, it is impossible to break the Lich's protective magic with ordinary physical weapons alone, but it is more than enough to stop him from casting spells.

The massive claws of ice snapped in midair, and El pulled out the wind scar, his other hand clenched into a fist and slammed into Starron's back. A loud sound like a dragon's roar flashed in his ears, and the remaining half of the Black Knight Lord's face still had a surprised expression, but the armor on his body was torn to shreds like a piece of paper.

The soul fire in his eyes struggled and beat a few times, and finally involuntarily dimmed.

Since the beginning of the war, the first silver-rank powerhouse has fallen, and the battlefield has suddenly fallen into an eerie silence.

"This can't be!" Klein, the lich hiding in the distance, grew his mouth and almost widened his eyes. He really didn't intend to frame Starron, he just wanted him to suffer. But I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the dignified Black Knight Lord would die here.

It is certainly an objective reason that he can't exert his full strength because of the replacement of his body, but he never thought that Staron didn't even hold up such a gap time, and rushed up violently, resulting in two knives to chop up. Could the Lord of Death accept such an inexplicable explanation?

When did the powerhouses of the silver rank also fall to such a desolate state?

"Where did this rookie come from?" said El with a kick that kicked away the Black Knight Lord's stump and pursed his lips in disdain. The so-called silver-rank powerhouses have strong survivability, and on the human side, General Ahmed and Hank not only have the strength of the silver-rank, but also are senior soldiers who are proficient in killing skills. And El's strength has long reached the True Silver Realm, and there is an upward trend. Under the deliberate ambush of the three of them, what is the ordinary silver rank?

If Staron is allowed to fight alone with the strong on the human side, he will not necessarily lose, but unfortunately there will never be ifs on the battlefield. Add to that the fact that an even more unreliable partner, Klein the Lich, is just a clergyman, and he may have a knack for power, but it's clear that he hasn't adapted to the real rhythm of war.

"Attack, all troops, attack, wipe out these stubborn mortals!" the angry lich was no longer in the mood to play his bone flute. Starron's accidental death was the equivalent of a noose around his neck, and he didn't know how to explain to his master if he didn't win as soon as possible.

After last night's battle, most of the Cultists of the Damned had run out of mana, and they couldn't summon more cannon fodder at this time. The Lich didn't want to waste the Death Order's military power, but now he had no other choice.

Darkness began to move slowly.

The Shadow Legion, which has lost its commander, is in disarray, and the wave of ghouls is still storming the precarious defenses of the human defenders, but the Black Knight, who has suffered heavy casualties, has no intention of fighting. A large corpse witch who was hiding behind and commanding the gargoyles suddenly stood up and let out a roar, and the surviving black knights immediately turned and retreated with their own troops.

Staron has fallen, and until the new lord is born, they have no obligation or mood to give their lives to the lich who will not be saved, and it is more practical to keep some vitality for themselves at this time.

The human soldiers who survived the catastrophe had not yet recovered from their senses, and when they looked up, they saw the darkness slowly moving forward in the distance.

"Oh, the gods are above...... Ron couldn't help but sigh under his breath.

It is a well-known common sense that the undead cannot travel long distances. They are not in themselves things that should exist in this world, so they cannot be accepted by the basic laws of this world. It is the breath of death that awakens the undead and sustains their movements, and this special nature of magic cannot exist anytime and anywhere.

Antonio, the lord of Isttalen, was once convinced that even if there was an undead scourge in the north, it would be impossible to climb the Yunlu Mountains, which were hundreds of kilometers deep. But this short-sightedness proved to be devastating for Istalen.

The Cult of the Damned spreads the plague into a city, turning a city into a dead city and then begins to transform the undead, selecting its own troops from among the dead throughout the city. Then they created huge monsters that were used to drop troops.

It is a giant undead creature formed by the gathering of thousands of corpses, and because its existence has violated the bottom limit of the order rules of this world, it must be hidden under the protection of the dark canopy. It was the darkness of darkness, the greatest blasphemy of life, the evil graveyard demon that cannot be described in words!

The graveyard demons hidden in the depths of the darkness cannot be observed with the naked eye, but their size is so huge that they can feel a chill from a long distance.

E'er's rune ability, of course, can see the real situation on the other side, but that kind of scene is too much to destroy the bottom limit of human psychological endurance, so he forcibly resisted vomiting, closed his mouth tightly and didn't say a word.

More than a dozen giant worm-like graveyard demons slowly advanced to the front of the two armies, twisting their fat bodies and shaking the mountains of corpses behind them. The corpses were all city dwellers who had died from the plague, and no matter what they had experienced in their lives, they had now turned into zombies with a rancid smell all over their bodies.

These zombies have become part of the Graveyard Demon's body, which can also be said to be a protective meat shield. They have little fighting power, but they are the best source of spreading the plague. The Lich Klein didn't expect them to be able to fight, and the real troops were still hidden in the bodies of the Graveyard Demons.

The undead troops, whose bones had been exposed due to decay, but still retained their bodies, emerged from behind the plague zombies, and judging by the equipment on their bodies, they should have been soldiers from the north before their deaths. They should have been proud to die in battle, but unfortunately they died of the plague. The Cult of the Damned did not waste anything, transforming all these dead armies into undead.

The undead army that emerged from the body of the graveyard demon was far larger than expected, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people had been assembled. The Black Knight, who is also an undead, at least maintains his dignity in life, and it is impossible to march with a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers squeezed into the belly of the graveyard demon anyway, but it is impossible for the undead soldiers who are completely controlled by the Cursed Cultists to have this kind of ** consciousness.

According to the original character of the lich Klein, it doesn't matter if the audience below is dead. But now he had to hurry, so he simply gave the order to attack after the troops were assembled.

The fourth offensive of the army of the undead begins.

Looking at the army of the undead who were overwhelming in the darkness, El's face became serious for the first time. He carefully observed the situation on the other side, and waited until the undead legion appeared within the range of the firelight, and immediately approached the city, and then stood up unhurriedly.

He pulled out an Istalon scout's flare from his bosom, pulled the fuse and threw it into the sky.

Brilliant fireworks burst out in the sky, visible even from afar. In the upper reaches of the river, the girl who had been closing her eyes opened her eyes with a sharp heart, and the light of the fireworks flashed in her eyes.

"Miss Lanstadt, the general has given the signal. The soldier guarding him whispered.

"It's not easy to survive until now...... Go ahead with the plan. Tiana muttered to herself, turning to the warrior behind her.

She walked to the water's edge, stretched out her hand and gently hooked her fingers, and a silver-white holy sword emerged from the water

(Jiangsu.com)