"Ugly face, you're ready to go." said the admiral.

"Yes, Captain. A slender figure appeared beside him, bowing respectfully.

Finn Stewart laughed, "Captain, I still like that title the most, hahaha......" He waved his dagger and walked slowly in the direction of the Lord of the Undead, the seemingly ordinary dagger embedded in the wooden fake hand was covered with a thin red light, and each swing could chop the enemy's blade and body into pieces, and the terrible howl came one after another, and the ranks of the men in black fell neatly like autumn rice fields. Efrahan, the Lord of the Dead, stared at him with turquoise eyes, teeth rubbing together and making a piercing gurgling sound.

Hefzbach took out his magic wand and patted the "ugly face" Liche on the shoulder: "Go, do you remember how the magic array was placed?"

Liche turned around and nodded, "Of course." ”

The seventh-level great swordsman wore a hideous silver mask on his face, and a pair of indifferent gray eyes hidden under the crystal lenses as thin as cicada's wings. He pulled out his long sword from the gorgeous scabbard, and the snowy blade was covered with blood-colored dense lines, which looked strange and inexplicable.

The battlefield of the decisive battle was outside the city of Namoza, and the location they were now in was inside the Spine of the Worms, and the image they saw now must have been brought out and placed here. It seems that the mission of "Ugly Face" Liche is to convey the last words of the King of the Sand Thieves. And where did he go after that? He saw the swordsman's silver mask and sheathed sword in the mysterious storeroom of "The Wind of Bactria,—— which means that Richie returned to the schooner, carefully stored his belongings in the storeroom, and then left?

"Uncle Lookout......" Hannah pursed her lips.

Hefzbach raised his staff, and after a brief chant, unleashed a crowd attack magic. Thousands of fireflies rose from the tip of the magic wand and turned into red and dazzling points of light in the sunlight, each of which contained surging fire energy, sticking to the enemy's clothes and burning violently, and dozens of black-clothed people were completely incinerated in an instant. But a vicious curse or poison kicks in, and the master of magical weapons falls to his knees with a thud, blood pouring from his mouth and nose, and the light at the tip of his staff is extinguished.

"The Ray of the Red Sun!" Jonah had seen the magic, twice. Menakmaher, the head of the Zavi Empire's First Central Army's Combat Spellcasting Regiment, unleashed this terrifying magic twice in the Miracle Grassland and Cherry Crossing, and was destroyed twice by the Darkfire mage Gefta. With the same fire-based magic, is there still some kind of bond between Heftzbach, the master of enchanted weapons, and Menakmach, the fifth-level great magician who has come back from the dead?

"Mykonos, David, Solomon, I command you to retreat at once. As he spoke, the Admiral had already rushed behind the line of three of his companions, helping the three who were barely able to support him share the pressure. The undead of Yagu are endless, and the green light is constantly shining in the distance of the battlefield, it is the undead manipulator rebuilding the undead warriors, and the guardians whose combat power has been suppressed by the poison are simply unable to break out of the encirclement and eliminate the manipulator who is hiding.

The Lord of the Undead was advancing towards them, and the black-clothed ** army automatically separated left and right like Moses parting the Red Sea, and the Tantuha warriors who didn't know how to dodge came into contact with the green fog overflowing from under Ephrah's black robe, and immediately screamed and fell to the ground and rolled, turning into white bones that melted into flesh and skin, and the wisps of soul rising from the corpse seemed to be summoned by the Lord of the Undead, and flew into the bottom of Ephranahan's robe.

The Blood Sacrifice Warlock Solomon didn't pay any attention to the Admiral's orders, the blood-colored sword pillars cut through the air again and again, and the botanical magician David Hengle looked back into the eyes of the Lord of the Stewart family: "Retreat? Where are you going?"

"An order is an order, sailor. The King of the Sand Thieves repeated with a blank face.

Hengle hesitated to take a half step back and called out to the boxer not far away: "Mykonos! Captain orders us to retreat!

"Click!" the boxer snapped the neck of one of the indigenous warriors with his strong arms, letting go of the arm, and the body of the female Tantuha warrior fell to the ground, along with the bodies of a dozen Tantukha from her tribe. Mykonos's shoulders, chest, and back were pierced with countless short turquoise arrows, each arrow penetrating deep into the muscles, and the skin around the wound was blue and purple, and the poison was slowly spreading under the hindrance of the powerful muscle force. "It's the best I can imagine. The mighty boxer smiled slightly, his figure flickered in and out of the enemy formation, and picked up an indigenous warrior who was ready to sneak attack with one hand, "Die on the battlefield with the people you admire, tsk, this is the man's Lang Man!"

"Poof!" the head of the native was crushed by him like a rotten persimmon.

Finn Stewart pursed his lips and said no more. He stepped out of the crowd and walked straight towards the Lord of the Undead, the man in black falling behind him, and the dagger covered in red domineering blood became even more bloody. The green fire in Ephrana's eyes flickered and dimmed, and the Yagu undead warriors scattered and retreated, ceding the center of the battlefield to the commanders of both sides, and the twin knives in the hands of the undead lords collided with each other, making a dull neigh.

"If we kill you and destroy all the undead," the King of the Sand Thieves glanced in the direction of the Rank 8 Astrologer, "we'd die a fucking unjust." ”

A large amount of green mist poured out from under the black robe of the Lord of the Undead, immediately dyeing a large area of yellow sand into dark green, and the former Imperial Navy Marshal, the king of sand pirates in the endless sand sea, and the father of two children, Finn Stewart, looked back nostalgically in the direction of the image magic array, in the eyes of the Stewart siblings, it was clearly a silent farewell to them.

"Daddy!" shouted Hannah.

"Take advantage of the moment!" the weakened Hefzbach once again unleashed the "Ray of the Red Sun", and the fire opened a way through the enemy army. Suddenly, the picture began to shake violently, and everything in front of him was rapidly shrinking, and the yellow sand, blood, and blades kept retreating and retreating. "Ugly Face" Ritchie began to break through with the image magic circle, and Jonah could see the sword light in his hand light up, piercing the enemy's body from an incredible angle, and the long sword with cobweb-like blood streaks greedily absorbed the blood, leaving one pale and curling wound after another.

Half a minute later, the last of the enemy fell to the ground heavily, "Ugly Face" had broken through the encirclement, and in front of him an endless undulating sand dune unfolded, towering stone pillars piercing the sky like sharp swords, and the low silhouette of Namoza City was silent on the skyline. Richie ran up a sand dune and stopped to look at the battlefield, which looked like a huge whirlpool, with a black whirlpool of undead soldiers in the center of a green evil fog that shimmered with bright electric light from the intersection of swords.

An extremely sharp, almost eardrum-bursting tone rang through the air, and "Ugly Face" Liche staggered backwards, stopping three times in a row to look around, and being forced back three times in a row by the sound waves. The whirlpool began to ripple unsteadily, and the indigenous warriors and Tocharian mercenaries, who were more sensitive than the undead warriors, sensed the aura of danger and began to secretly retreat, a Tocharian officer in a white fur hat raised a sword and spear and shouted something, but no one listened to his orders, and the whole encirclement began to shake and relax, and deserters appeared on the periphery.

Suddenly, a sound wave that could not be discerned by the ears blew through the sea of sand, and the "ugly face" Liche took ten steps back in a row, reached out and stroked his ears, and his fingertips were stained with blood. Even the three young men watching the video clutched their heads in pain, feeling like a cone had pierced into their eardrums.

That was the last warning.

The Forbidden Star Array "Blade Resonance Chamber" was activated under the auspices of Rank 8 astrologer Erlan Dantrier. The air was visibly distorted, and a transparent hemisphere appeared overhead, and the resonance shield formed by the change in air density covered the entire battlefield, and the position where "Ugly Face" Liche was standing was exactly two steps outside the range of the resonance cover.

"Daddy......" Hannah covered her mouth. Danny watched the tragic destruction unfold with a confused expression, muttering, "Where am I? Am I dreaming? It's time to get up and make breakfast for Hannah......

The "buzzing ......" visible fluctuations rippled from the center of the battlefield, sprinkled all over the desert, touched back on the resonance cover, and bounced in all directions. The high-energy sound waves continued to excite, bounce, stagger, and accumulate in this way, and finally turned into a terrifying resonance that destroyed the world, and everything in the resonance shroud began to vibrate, and the Tocharian officer opened his bleeding eyes full of disbelief as the pure steel spear in his hand slowly turned into incomparably fine particles from the tip, and the particles still maintained the shape of the blade, suspended in the air and dancing slightly. The decomposition stretched from the weapon to the fingers and arms, and a second later, his horrified expression turned into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

Despite his involvement in many terrible battles, Jonah had never seen such brutal destruction, and he could not guess how many enemy troops there were, but the force of three thousand Yagu undead, one thousand indigenous warriors, fifteen hundred Tocharian mercenaries, and five hundred shadow assassins seemed endless. Now, they are just tiny ants inside the huge resonance cover, all dancing inanimate dances in the rhythm of resonance, and the "Blade Resonance Chamber" harvested the souls of six thousand enemies in only half a minute, leaving behind shattered shells suspended in high-frequency sound waves, solidifying one desperate and painful expression after another.

This was the power of a high-level astrologer, the astrologer apprentice was trembling all over, a chill rising from the depths of his bone marrow, the scene was deeply reflected in his mind like a nightmare, embedded in his memory, and could never be erased.

Erlan Dainterel has long since lost his life, and the uncontrollable "Blade Resonance Chamber" will not actively stop, before the resonance mask disappears, the sharp sound waves will continue to reflect and resonate, accumulating terrifying energy, as the particles rub against each other, the temperature inside the resonance cover will also increase, and the heat will eventually exceed the limit temperature reached by any fire mage, turning into a furnace of destruction.

"Ugly Face" Liche sat down in the yellow sand and slowly took off his silver mask. Jonah couldn't see his face, but he could see the clear tear stains on the inside of the silver mask.