As the last rays of the setting sun dissipated from the horizon of the Cursed Lands, the land was shrouded in darkness at night, and a war drum sounded the prelude to the Great War, and the demon legions of Bartlett, the Lord of Destruction, launched a mighty charge towards the Fortress of the Dead. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Armed with heavy weapons that could smash any head into the mud, the demons swooped down on the Fortress of the Dead like a red wave, and the towering projection carts loaded with boulders burning with the flames of hell approached the fortress as they were propelled by demonic behemoths more than ten meters high.

On the walls of the fortress, the undead legions were waiting for the order to attack, and Antonio's twelve death knights stood on the city wall with black scimitars in their hands, a trace of coldness flashed in their eyes that flashed evil light, and one of them drew his sword and pointed to the city, and gave the order in a chilling and cold tone: "Kill everyone!"

The corpse witches on the city wall raised the undead staff in their hands high, and the cold ghostly white light on the head of the staff was intertwined, and a whirlpool of countless ghosts appeared above the city wall, and the overwhelming souls rushed out of the whirlpool with a scream, crashing into the demons like cannonballs.

Explosions rang out from the charging demon army, and the shock wave from the explosion tore apart all the demons that affected them, and the slain demons immediately turned into new undead soldiers and attacked the demons beside them.

Despite this, the demons still rushed unstoppably towards the fortress, and the catapult threw fireballs burning with flames into the walls of the fortress, and the smashed skeletons and corpses shattered into a cloud of bone powder in an instant, and the raging fire incinerated everything inside and outside the fortress, accompanied by the night wind blowing and hunting.

With a deafening roar, the demonic beast walked past the charging demon and smashed the undead soldiers who had been transformed into several demonic bones that rushed towards it, and it let out a deafening roar, and two fangs several meters long slammed into the gate of the fortress like a battering ram.

The gate of the fortress shook violently under the impact of the demonic beast, but the heavy two-meter-thick iron gate did not fall immediately, the demonic beast turned and walked away from the door, and another demonic beast behind it rushed towards the gate again.

The skeletal archers and corpse witches on the walls rained down a storm of arrows and magic on the demonic behemoths, but they were too large for such an airtight attack to knock them down easily, and the gates of the fortress crumbled under repeated ramming.

Suddenly, a death knight pulled out the death scimitar at his waist and raised it high above his head, his eyes bloomed with a brilliant cold light, the dark sky was suddenly surging with wind and thunder, a huge cloud hovered over the fortress of the dead, a lightning light pierced the night sky, and a scream that resounded through the heavens and the earth alarmed the entire cursed land.

The Death Knight leaped from the city wall and saw a void and transparent white bone dragon roaring from the whirlpool in the center of the clouds, catching the Death Knight who had jumped off the city, and at the same time grabbing a demonic beast with its claws and flapping its wings and rushing into the sky.

The demonic beast that was thrown from a height of 10,000 meters let out a terrible roar, and in response to it was the breathtaking roar of the ghost dragon, and everyone who heard the dragon's roar was terrified, and even the ferocious demons could not resist the fear that the ghost dragon exerted on their hearts, and it became a chaos.

On the platform at the top of the fortress, Antonio, the king of the Bloods, stood on the edge of the platform with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the chaotic battlefield below, the howl of the ghost dragon, the wails and roars of the enemy, the sound of explosions and burning fires echoed in his ears, but Antonio's heart was not in this chaotic battlefield.

"They're almost there, right?" he muttered, looking up at the cloudy night sky.

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"Here we are. ”

A few kilometers away from the battlefield, on the Magic Wing Mountain behind the camp of the Legion of Destruction, Rogge stopped beside Elizabeth, and the eldest princess pointed to the silent wilderness below the mountain and said, "This is the place where I made an appointment with Peter, and he will bring Bartlett here to meet us." ”

Rogge nodded silently, looking around from a high place, except for the mountain at their feet, there was an empty and desolate land all around, and there seemed to be no place to hide the army, Rogge was silent for a moment, and suddenly reached out to stop Elizabeth who was about to go down the mountain.

"Don't you think it's strange?" he said, staring at the flat ground below the hill, to Elizabeth, who looked back in confusion, "that Peter would choose such a place where it is inconvenient to arrange an ambush, and how could he attack us here?"

"Mr. Rogge is right," said Catherine, who stepped forward from behind Rogge, paused beside him and looked down at the cliff, "not only is it not conducive to them to sneak up on us, but it is very good for us to sneak up on them, and the position we are in now is an excellent sniper point from which we can easily snipe anyone." ”

"Actually, I chose this place. Elizabeth smiled mysteriously when she heard this, she glanced at the slightly surprised expressions of Rogge and Catherine, and said unhurriedly: "I chose this place to test Peter, to see if he really has the intention of harming us, and if he has this intention, he will definitely not agree." ”

"Second," said Elizabeth, turning her gaze to Catherine, with a smile, "I know that Catherine's firearm can shoot at targets from great distances, and Peter and Bartlett don't know her yet, so we can have the upper hand when the enemy doesn't know me and I know the enemy." ”

Rog and Catherine exchanged glances and nodded approvingly, and Elizabeth turned and walked down the hill, saying as she went, "If you have no other doubts, then we'd better go our separate ways now, and don't let Peter and the others get suspicious first." ”

Rog gently patted Catherine on the shoulder to show encouragement, and then turned to follow Elizabeth, but the eldest princess suddenly stopped, turned back to Catherine, and whispered in her ear: "Your target is Bartlett, don't kill Peter, leave him to me." ”

Catherine glanced at her with some surprise, and then thought that she might have to take revenge with her own hands, so she nodded in agreement, Elizabeth turned back to Rogge, beckoned to him and strode down the mountain, Rogge glanced at Catherine suspiciously, turned around and followed Elizabeth quietly.

The two soon came to the clearing at the bottom of the mountain, and Rogge stopped and looked around at the wilderness, still seeing no one in sight, he took out a cigar and lit it, took a puff and asked, "Will they come?" ”

"You're always so suspicious, is this a wolf's habit?" asked Elizabeth, smiling a little mockingly.

"The most important thing Augustine said to me was to watch behind my back. Rogge glanced behind him as he spoke, and continued to look around at the barren wilderness around him and said: "There are very few people in this world who can be absolutely trusted, and this is not the first time that I have been stabbed by the people around me, and you are also one of the initiators." ”

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes when she heard this, her blood-red eyes stared at the expression on Rogge's face, as if she wanted to see the intention of his words, Rogge silently glanced at her concerned expression, smiled and said, "Maybe I shouldn't mention Murphy's matter now, I hope it won't affect our alliance, my princess." ”

Elizabeth silently looked away without answering, and Rog fell silent again, so he waited for a moment, and a heavy footstep suddenly came into the ears of the two, and Rogge and Elizabeth looked in the direction from which the voice came from, and saw a team of heavily armed demon soldiers walking towards them.

Rogge silently exchanged glances with the little furball on his shoulder, and then stared intently at the demon soldiers, seeing them stop ten meters away and form two teams on the left and right, and at the back of the team, a demon with four long blade-like legs walked up in the company of a young man in green.

"Your Highness Elizabeth, it is an honour to see you here. The man in green stopped in front of the soldiers' ranks, and a gentle smile appeared on his amiable white face, and he bowed politely.

Elizabeth did not look at Peter, the King of Lies, who saluted him, but locked his eyes firmly on Bartlet, the Lord of Destruction, who also stared at Elizabeth with his cold gaze, and the smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air.

"Looks like this is the helper you've found. Peter, the King of Lies, did not seem to notice the hostile atmosphere between the eldest princess and the Lord of Destruction, and still smiled kindly and said to Rogge, "What do you call Your Excellency?"

"In Lower Rog, known as the King of Deception, I am a well-known master of deception in the Human Empire, and no one has ever been able to see through my deception!" Rog said to Peter in a serious manner, and did not seem to take to heart the eldest princess and the Lord of Destruction, who were hostile to each other.

"Then I'm going to see it. Peter smiled and walked towards Rog, who was calmly preparing to meet him, when he heard Bartlett, the Lord of Destruction, shout in a rough voice, "Enough, we're not here to say polite words!"

Peter smiled slightly when he heard this, and retreated to Bartlett's side, and Rogge whispered to Elizabeth beside him: "It seems that our king of lies is not very regarded by people, and it must be difficult for this demon king to be called around like this by someone of equal status." ”

Elizabeth sneered faintly, only to hear Bartlett say in a majestic tone: "Eldest princess, you didn't come with your king, why, that cowardly human is hiding in his castle like a shrunken turtle and doesn't dare to come out?"

Elizabeth stared at Bartlett's sneering face with a frosty face, and sneered-for-tat: "The King of the Blood Clan thinks that you are not qualified to see him at all, he asked me to give you an ultimatum, if you don't surrender again, just wait to be torn to pieces by him!"

"Hahaha!" Bartlett laughed contemptuously, he pointed at Elizabeth and mocked loudly, "Eldest princess, you must be too confident, your king is still hiding in his castle and does not dare to show his head, only sending a few ghost dragons to resist the attack of my army, you don't really think that you can win with them alone, do you?"

"Of course not," a sinister smile crossed Elizabeth's lips, "but if you die here, victory is in my hands!"

Before the words fell, she had already spread her magic wings and pounced on Bartlett, and before Rogge beside her could make a move, she heard a bell suddenly echo in the ears of the two, and Elizabeth, who pounced on Bartlett, suddenly lost her footsteps and fell to the ground.