The arrival of the fifth [deacon] and the twelfth [soldier] did not cause much trouble.

After briefly telling the two of them about the situation of the Black Death, the Twilight Sword Master made combat arrangements for them.

Two hundred golden lion knights, followed by one hundred silver and gray knights of Sam Ancient City, guarded between the south gate of Sam Ancient City and the Frost Mountains, responsible for cleaning up the small stream of black dead who came in.

The [Deacon] and [Soldier], along with Leo, Acat, the High Priest, the Grand Knight of the Fresh Wind Elson, and the two Priests of the Wind, a total of 8 Legends, stopped the army of the Black Dead in the Frosty Mountains.

As for the Twilight Swordmaster, he sits in the ancient city of Sam and is ready to support him if necessary.

Naturally, the [deacons] and [soldiers] had no opinion on such an arrangement, even if they were professionals in the Demon Net System and were not in line with the traditional system professionals represented by the Ancient City of Sam, it did not mean that they would be willing to see the scene of the destruction of the ancient city of Sam and the influx of millions of black dead into the hinterland of Wynsd, causing misery to the people.

After making arrangements, Leo and the other 8 people immediately set off for the Frost Mountains.

The speed of the legend was fast, and it didn't take long for them to reach the skies above the Frosty Mountains.

The bitter wind and snow were raging, and the ultra-low temperature was far below zero, and even the transcendent had to hold up a magic shield to resist, but for the legend, the high-level magic body alone was enough to ignore it.

Everyone's eyes looked south, even from a distance of hundreds of kilometers, they could still clearly see that a black mist like a wave was rolling towards the frosty mountain range, and its sweep was so deep that there was no end in sight.

Tens of millions, it sounds like just a number, but only those who really face such a large army can feel the heavy weight that this number represents.

Even if hundreds of thousands of pigs stand there obediently and let you raise their knives to cut, you don't know how long it will take, not to mention that this is not a pig, but every one, the lowest strength is comparable to the warrior-level terrifying monster - the Black Dead!

The gathering of so many Black Dead produced an extremely terrifying amplification effect, causing the strength of each Black Dead to increase dramatically, their speed was faster, their skin was harder, and their desire to attack was more crazy.

In the face of such a terrifying army, especially knowing that there are also demigod-level breeders and many high-risk mutants hidden in it, even if everyone is a legend, they can't help but have a heavy expression.

Leo looked around at the crowd and didn't say anything, but fell on top of the Frosty Mountains, a boulder completely covered in snow and ice, and meditated.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also chose an area to fall into, which can be regarded as a simple division of the battle range after that.

Among them, the Crescent Legend of Arcat, the two Wind Chaser Priests and the Twelfth Seat [Soldier] are each responsible for the defense line with a radius of 1,000 meters, Leo, the Fifth Seat [Deacon] and the High Priest of the Legend of the String Moon are each responsible for the defense line with a radius of 2,000 meters, and the Full Moon Legend and the Captain of the New Wind Knight Elson, who is the strongest of the eight people, is responsible for the most difficult task in the center of the defense line of 3,000 meters.

The entire length of the defense line is 13,000 kilometers in total, and it lies in the frosty mountains, and any black dead who tries to cross this line will be mercilessly strangled. ….

Of course, when the battle is fierce, it is inevitable that a small group of black dead may be missed, and these will be handed over to the Golden Lion Knights and the Silver Gray Knights with a total of three hundred people in the rear.

In the face of a monster like the Black Dead, an army composed of ordinary people is useless at all, even warrior-level and knight-level professionals are useless.

In a transcendent world like the Moster Continent, where individual strength overrides the group, the deterrence and combat power of an extraordinary person far surpass that of a knight group composed of a hundred knight-level professionals.

Unless the magic power is exhausted, no matter how many knights there are, it is impossible to be the opponent of the transcendent.

That is the sublimation of the soul, the qualitative change of life.

……

Just when the Frosty Mountains of the ancient city of Sam were about to usher in an earth-shattering battle.

Winsted, Magneto.

In a dark, lightless cavern.

Shaped like a blood vessel

Veins spread to every inch of the cavern, and a candle glowing with blood-red flame rested on a table-like object made of wriggling black mud.

Under the light of the candlelight, you can barely see that the vein-like thing is heading towards the depths of the cave, and vaguely, it seems to converge on something like a huge insect cocoon.

Next to the blood-red candle, a figure in a silver-veined black robe stood silently, and in front of him, there was a semi-illusory projection, and the picture that appeared on it was the Frost Mountain Range.

From the angle of the frame, it can be seen that the photographer is located at an extremely high place above the frosty mountains.

Even if it is dark in the middle of the night, the picture is still extremely clear, and if you zoom in closer, you can even see the specific faces of Leo and other 8 people.

"Click, click—"

The slight grinding sound of machinery came from the passage not far from the cave, and it didn't take long for a tall and burly figure to appear at the entrance of the cave, he (it) did not approach, did not enter the range of the blood-red candlelight, but just stood there quietly, like a statue.

A few seconds later, the silver-veined black-robed figure next to the blood-colored candle spoke, his voice low and hoarse, "Are you ready?"

"We've been waiting for this day for a long, long time, so we can't go wrong."

"All for the supreme glory of the goddess!"

……

Time passed, and it was late at night in the blink of an eye.

When the moonlight was no longer perfect, Leo opened his eyes and looked ahead, as the moonlight hung high in the night sky, and Leo was at the top of a mountain peak in the Frosty Mountains.

At this moment, even if he didn't use any extraordinary ability, he could clearly see the black mist flowing from the sky like a tide of annihilation.

In the wriggling, life-like black mist, there was a hoarse, frantic roar, mixed with noisy footsteps, approaching little by little.

Judging from the distance, in one more hour at most, the Black Mist and the army of the Black Dead will come before the Frosty Mountain Range.

Coincidentally, eight legends, including Leo, stood up.

Before the army of the Black Dead entered the Frosty Mountains, the eight of them turned into streamers and rushed towards the Black Mist.

From a distance, eight beams of light of different colors shot straight into the black fog in the sky, like moths fighting fire, small and helpless.

However, the next second.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Boom!" ….

Eight earth-shattering roars resounded through the night, and along with the pillars of magical light that rose to the sky, the fields spread out by the eight legends were connected in a row, forming a moat in front of the march of the army of the black dead!

And the black dead who were at the forefront of the black fog were strangled into pieces by the magic power the moment the realm unfolded.

Of course, there are not without survivors.

Because of the pursuit of range of killing, the realm can only suppress the black dead under the transcendental, but like some black dead elites who have reached the level of transcendent through devouring each other for the first time, although they were seriously injured under the domain-wide attack, they did not die.

Within two thousand meters of Leo's location, there were more than a dozen such Black Dead elites.

Their hard, black skin, shaped like dead bark, cracked through countless crevices under the attack of the field, and a black fluid seeped from it. They have changed into black dead, and their body structure has long been very different from ordinary people, except for the brain, they no longer have the vital points in the conventional sense, and they have also lost human emotions, such as fear, cringe, fear, etc.

Therefore, even after being severely injured, these Black Dead elites still howled and attacked Leo in the center of the realm.

The pure cyan magic brilliance circulated in his pupils, and Leo's eyes were indifferent, and his perception accurately locked on each black dead elite.

The next moment.

"Sting!"

In front of the dozen or so Black Dead elites, tiny cyan sword qi condensed by magical power emerged and slashed across their heads.

"Boom!"

Like fireworks in full bloom, the sword qi swept by, and the heads of the Black Dead elites were instantly twisted into powder, and their bodies that lost their heads stiffened, and then fell straight down, losing their vitality.

this

A dozen Black Dead elites were just a trivial matter, and Leo set his sights on the realm in the southern direction.

The advance of the army of the black dead did not stop because of the arrival of the eight legends, and the black mist came into contact with the realm, emitting a corrosive sound of "stinging, stinging, stinging".

And under the cover of the black mist, one after another the black dead poured into the realm.

Because of the existence of the black mist, the strangulation power of the domain often needs to devour the black fog before it can kill the black dead, which leads to a time difference of 0.2 seconds for the domain to kill the black dead.

In normal times, this time can be described as fleeting and harmless at all, but when this kind of black dead come one after another, don't say 0.2 seconds, even if it is 0.1 seconds, it is a very fatal thing.

In the 0.2 seconds when the domain and the black fog are devouring each other, it is enough for a larger number of black dead to pour into the rear, and when the number of black dead in the field changes from quantity to distortion, and the domain is overwhelmed by the army of black dead, even if it is a legend, there is danger!

And there is only one solution, and that is to increase the output of mana in the realm, and use more mana per unit area to shorten the time for mana and black fog to devour each other, erasing the existence of 0.2 seconds.

In numerical terms, Leo has just unfolded 1% of the base of the mana consumption per second of the 2,000-meter radius of the Quarter Moon Field.

Now, he has increased his consumption to 1.5% per second.

"Boom!"

The blessing of magic makes the pure cyan realm shine brighter and brighter.

Some of the black dead who had been squeezed in were wiped into ashes in an instant. ….

The Quarter Moon Realm, supported by 1.5% of the maximum mana per second, forcibly erased the 0.2 second mutual devouring time, instantly obliterating every black person who stepped into the realm.

However, Leo of the Legend of the String Moon, the High Priest, the Fifth [Deacon], and the Grand Knight of the New Wind of the Full Moon Legend Elson could do so, but the Legend of the Crescent Moon's Arcat, the two Priests of the Wind Chaser, and the Twelfth [Soldier] could not do so.

Even if they have released the domain to the maximum power, they still can't offset the 0.2 seconds of mutual annihilation, which leads to the gradual increase in the number of black dead in their domain, although they are quickly wiped out, but after a long time, the mana consumption is large, and they will definitely not be able to support it.

Not to mention them, even the High Priest and Fifth [Deacon], who is also the Legend of the Quarter Moon, could not hold out for long.

Unlike Leo, their mana cores are just ordinary mana cores, not godsends, so their mana regeneration rate is only 1.5% per second, opening the maximum power field of 1.5% per second, which means that the mana cores in their bodies are running at 100% efficiency all the time.

Even if it is a cold machine, running at 100% of the maximum power, if you don't cool down and rest for a long time, there will be problems, let alone people?

Although the total amount of magic power of the high priest and others remains the same, controlling the realm to strangle the black dead every minute and second is also a huge test for the spirit, once the spiritual power cannot keep up, even if there is still magic power, it will be difficult to continue.

Even in their heyday, they can only be blessed for a few hours at most.

Even the Legend of the Crescent Moon is like this, let alone the four Acatel who are just the Legend of the Crescent Moon.

Therefore, if there are no surprises, this defensive front, which is made up of eight legendary unions, will only last for an hour at most.

Fortunately, there is enough time for this hour to block.

With the legendary strangulation speed, one hour is enough to strangle more than 100,000 low-level black dead with the realm.

Leo, who was in the center of the pure cyan realm, made a clear and quick judgment in his mind.

However, if the army of the Black Dead were so easy to deal with, it would not be called the "Black Death".

When the black fog hit the blocking line formed by Leo and the others for about three minutes, several strong roars came from the depths of the black fog.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With a violent sound, eight huge figures slowly emerged from the black mist.

Strangled low-level

The Black Dead and the Black Dead elite Leo and others heard the sound and looked at it.

What caught their eyes was a terrifying monster of countless black dead twisted and twisted into limbs and bodies, with a monstrous flesh flower growing on top of their heads.

- [Lord of the Black Death] Flower of Flesh!

As soon as they appeared, there were eight of them!

"Whew-"

The flesh petals on the top of the heads of the eight [Black Death Lords] flesh flowers suddenly closed, and in the next second, terrifying black-red waves, centered on their bodies, spread rapidly in all directions.

A faint dark red light appeared on the surface of the black dead's body that was swept by the ripples, their strength became stronger, and their speed became faster, but what shocked Leo and the others even more was that these black dead who had dark red light appeared on the surface of their bodies, and if they wanted to strangle them with the domain, they had to continue to devour this layer of dark red light after devouring the black fog in order to kill them. ….

The extra step takes an additional 0.1 seconds.

In an instant, the pressure on everyone increased dramatically.

The weakest Acater and the other four Crescent Legends, the army of the Black Dead directly advanced more than ten meters into the realm.

In the past, they could barely balance the increase and decrease with the 0.2 devouring time, but now that the 0.2 second was extended to 0.3 seconds, they suddenly couldn't hold it anymore.

The magic power exploded, and these black dead who advanced into the realm were quickly killed by Acater and the other four, which seemed to be no different from just now, but in fact, it was the magic power consumption that increased sharply, and they who could have lasted for an hour, in this case, they might not even be able to last for twenty minutes.

And this, on the premise that the eight [Black Death Lords] flesh and blood flowers outside don't do anything.

But since these eight [Black Death Lord] flesh and blood flowers have appeared, how can they only be an ornament equivalent to a "totem buff"?

They're super high-risk mutants that were specially created for war!

In the 10,000-meter front, as the strongest Crescent Moon Knight Captain Elson on the face of the eight people, stepped forward for the first time.

I saw him pull out the jet-black long sword at his waist and plunge it into the ground, instilling the magic power belonging to the legend of the full moon, causing dense complex cyan lines to appear on the sword's body.

The rhythmic cyan ripples spread out in all directions around the long sword, although the ripple range only covered two thousand meters, but before the magic power stored in the long sword was exhausted, this sword was equivalent to a legend of the quarter moon that spread out in full force.

After doing this, Elson, the Great Knight of the Fresh Wind, pulled out another long sword from his waist, stepped out, and his body turned into a rapidly passing streamer, rushing into the black mist, and in just two seconds, he crossed a distance of thousands of kilometers and came to the front of a [Black Death Lord] flesh and blood flower.

I saw that his fingers seemed to caress the body of the long sword slowly, from the sword grid to the tip of the sword, and after the fingers, four simple and complex magic patterns appeared on the sword body, and emitted a brilliant cyan brilliance.

"—Magical Swordsmanship: Wind Cutting!"

The magic power condensed to the extreme, condensed into a straight cyan vertical line, and slashed at the [Black Death Lord] flesh and blood flower.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a violent explosion of magic power rolled up a cloud of black fog and smoke, engulfing all the low-level black dead within hundreds of meters around them.

On the defensive line, the departure of Captain Elson of the Fresh Wind Knight has brought tremendous pressure to block the defensive line.

Even though he had left a simplified version of the Moonstring Domain, the range of the domain had been reduced by a full two thousand meters compared to the original Full Moon Legend Realm (three thousand in radius became two thousand in radius, equivalent to two thousand in diameter).

In response to this, Leo and the other seven people quickly moved their positions and divided the two kilometers into six small gaps of almost 334 meters.

In this way, the army of the Black Dead pouring into the Frosty Mountains behind from the gap would be diverted, so that they would not rush in and put excessive pressure on the Golden Lion Knights and Silver Gray Knights in the rear.

This was a countermeasure that they had discussed before the war and thought they would not be able to use.

No one thought that this time the black dead would be so tricky.

After dividing the battlefield defense line, seven people, including Leo, were in

While using the domain to strangle the black dead, an extra part of his mind was put into the body of Elson, the chief of the Great Knight of the Fresh Wind. ….

By now, everyone knows what the situation is.

The appearance of the [Black Death Lord] Flesh Flower, the dark red light given to the army of the Black Dead, became the last straw that overwhelmed the scales.

If Elson, the Great Knight of the Fresh Wind, can't kill these eight [Black Death Lords] flesh and blood flowers in a short period of time, it won't be long before the simple version of the String Moon Realm he left behind can't support it first, or the four Crescent Moon Legends such as Arkat can't withstand the sudden increase in pressure first, and the entire front will collapse directly.

At that time, everyone is a legend, although there is no fear for their lives, but the two hundred golden lion knights and one hundred silver gray knights in the rear will have almost no chance of survival in the face of hundreds of thousands of overwhelming black dead armies.

Therefore, everyone's hopes can be said to be placed on Elson, the new wind knight who is the legend of the full moon.

In the violent smoke and dust, the flesh and blood flower of the [Black Death Lord], which had been slashed by the Fresh Wind Knight Commander Elson's magical sword technique, slowly stood up from the ground.

On its body, a huge sword mark that almost cut its body and the flesh petals on the top of its head in half was exposed to everyone's eyes, however, the pitch-black flesh strands grew out of the broken sections, entangled with each other, and then, began to heal themselves.

This is?!

Leo, who was maintaining the Quarter Moon Realm to strangle the Black Dead, narrowed his pupils.

The [Black Death Lord] flesh and blood flower he met two days ago clearly didn't have such an ability!

The magic swordsmanship of the Fresh Wind Knight Captain Elson with four magic patterns attached to it is as powerful as the sword he opened the "Sunlight" that day.

If the [Black Death Lord] Flower of Flesh had such an ability, he would definitely not be able to kill it in one blow.

In other words, in just three days before and after, the demigod-level breeding creatures lurking in the depths of the black fog have added such a "enhanced patch" to the [Black Death Lord] Flesh and Blood Flower?!

Just thinking about it makes people feel creepy.

Such an ability......

Of course, the most important thing in front of us at this moment is what to do with these eight [Black Death Lord] flesh and blood flowers?

The Fresh Wind Knight Captain failed to kill the [Black Death Lord] Flesh Flower with one blow, and was just about to make up for the blow, but how could the other seven [Black Death Lord] Flesh and Blood Flowers who reacted at this moment watch it?

Seven beams of black mist with power beyond the limit of the String Moon and approaching the Legend of the Full Moon shot straight out, and if it was carried hard, even if it was a Legend of the Full Moon, the Captain of the Great Knight of the New Wind would not be able to bear it.

Therefore, he could only reluctantly give up the mending knife and avoid the attack.

And in less than a second, the [Black Death Lord] flesh and blood flower that he had almost cut in half before had recovered its integrity at this moment, and if it weren't for the shallow traces left in the center of his body, there would hardly be any signs of injury!

The situation is in jeopardy!

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Three gooes