As Helord looked at the battlefield, he almost broke his ribs.

In order to catch humanity off guard in the future war, he secretly came to the north where birds don't under the order of the high priest.

After establishing a base and working hard to develop it, it was easy to achieve some results. Seeing that in this big battle, he can achieve a decisive victory. Kill all the barbarians, then use their bones to form a powerful army of the undead.

In the future, Marshal Hailord led the undead army, rolling south like a stream of iron, and swept across the Terran continent with the momentum of destroying the withered and decaying, and the wind swept away the fallen leaves. Defeat one general after another of the Terrans, destroy their country, burn their cities, and kill their people.

In the flames and smoke of the 1,200th chapter of the fierce battle (asking for a monthly ticket), in the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, the prestige of Herod was achieved. shed a singable, crying, touching and heartfelt peerless legend.

Become the first person under the seat of the high priest, the most intimate and trusted disciple.

No matter where he goes, he is always taken with him, even if he goes to the toilet, he is always served by Hailuo and delivers toilet paper by himself.

Just thinking about that scene made Helord tears of intoxication almost flow.

But...... But it didn't come to pass, this dream was like a soap bubble, and it was an inferior soap bubble, which had just begun to show a trace of color, and it was immediately bursting.

The undead vs. the barbarians, this was originally a sure war. As a result, with the sudden appearance of the fortress of war. The battlefield shape shì turned sharply.

The Lich, who had already held victory in the palm of his hand, lost nearly half of its undead legion under the sudden and powerful fire bombardment of the War Fortress.

The dark mages had to give up command and control the undead, and turn their heads to attack the twelve massive war fortresses in the air.

However, they were then frightened by the subtle tactics of air combat in the fortress of war, and no matter what they ordered, they only did not move forward.

In this way, if the 1200th chapter of the fierce battle (asking for a monthly pass) continues, the lich's actions that the high hopes of the undead high priest will be a complete failure.

Heyrod the Lich would never allow such a thing to happen.

If he failed, his dream of being the first person under the throne of the High Priest of the Dead would be shattered, and even more terrifyingly, he would have to endure the taunts of that frivolous Edwood.

Maybe it's damnable. Treacherous, despicable, and nasty scumbags would climb on his head and dictate to the dignified Heros. Around.

If there really is such a day, Lord Herod might as well die now~!

Thinking of this, Heylord didn't care about his body injured by the holy light, let out a series of sharp and piercing roars, and ordered the lich and dark mages on the battlefield to all gather and launch an all-out attack on the war fortress where Lorraine was located.

But despite this, those dark mages had all the courage, and no matter how much he urged, they only dared to wander in the low sky.

The arrogant lichs could no longer hold on. can only personally rush to the front line.

Helord looked at the timid dark mage, so angry that his life box was about to explode, but he was helpless for a while.

These dark mages are all the precious property of the undead, and if they are all slaughtered, who will control those undead warriors in the future?

Not to mention, if they are frightened by their bloody methods and defect to the Terrans, the face of the undead will all fall into the stinky shit heap, and they will never be able to pick it up again.

"It can't go on like this. Hylord's heart was secretly anxious, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Commanded loudly: "Our damned enemy, the Lorraine of humanity is on top."

Kill him, the high priest will be rewarded~!"

Hylord believed that using Lorraine as bait was enough for the dark mages to take risks. Even the operation in the north of Ruman failed. As long as he can take Lorraine's life, it is still a great achievement in front of the high priest.

Since the High Priest of the Dead has returned from a hunt. Not only did he fail to catch the human who drove away from the fortress of war, but he himself suffered a lot of injuries, and the name Lorraine became a taboo among dark mages. No one dares to mention it in public.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lorraine is the archpriest of the dead and the arch of darkness.

Hearing his words, the dark mages couldn't help but stir.

They all knew in their hearts that as long as they could kill Lorraine, it would be a great achievement, and accepting the reward of the high priest would be just around the corner.

The dark mages who were aroused by their ambitions looked at each other, and they could all see the ** in each other's eyes.

It may not be easy to win twelve war fortresses, but if you attack one specifically, with their absolute superiority, there should be no problem.

Even if you don't kill it yourself, as long as you participate, I believe that it will definitely be beneficial.

Tempted by profit, the dark mages were eager to fight for their merits, and once again summoned up their courage and shouted, following behind the lich and slaughtering the fortress of war in the air.

Flint, who was guarding the goblins alone on the ground, also became itchy in his heart: kill Lorraine. Kill the undead enemy with your own hands and achieve immortal fame......

The temptation was so great that if he didn't have to look at the goblin thing, Flint would have followed suit.

He was confident that with his skills, it would be absolutely fine to sneak up in the shadows.

Thinking of this, Flint couldn't help but be extremely dissatisfied, and glared at the goblin fiercely.

The goblin silver-glittered soybean's eyes turned slyly, and then said with a dry smile: "My lord, if you want to go, you can go, don't worry about me." Haha, hahaha"

With a look of contempt in his eyes, Flint sneered, "You lowly goblin, don't be clever in front of me.

Thought I wouldn't know about your ghost's eyes?

Seeing that we are defeated, you want to run, right? I left you just to escape, return to the Ruman Empire, and continue to be the head of your northern intelligence station.

Rest assured, I won't let you have a good time. ”

Later, Flint sneered and patted the goblin's face heavily. Gritted his teeth.

Silverlight timidly avoided his gaze. Then he laughed dryly twice and said, "Actually, it's better if you don't go......"

"Hmm...... Hmm???" Flint watched the goblin warily, beware of any new tricks he was playing.

Yinguang smiled and said: "What a simple reason, the high priest didn't kill Lorraine, but let you kill him, what will the high priest think?"

Flint was stunned suddenly, and said secretly in his heart: yes, what will his old man think?

Yinguang had a smug villain face, and said leisurely: "Doesn't this seem that his old man is very faceless...... I'm afraid that he won't reward you, but kill you first.

On the human side. There is a saying that I believe you have also heard, which is called 'high merit and shaking the master'. ”

Flint's face changed, and he wanted to scold him a few times, but then he changed a few times. Some are cloudy, then look up at the sky.

The speed of the lich is very fast, and as soon as the dark mage starts to act, the lich is already near the war fortress.

Because of the intense mana, their bodies turned into black billowing smoke, dragging a trail of wielding a ghost, circling the fortress of war.

St. Bethion led the ascetics in an immediate attack on the lich, and the light of the Holy Light was frequently lit up in the fortress of war.

But the lichs are as cunning as loaches, and they don't stop fighting. It was only at great speed that they passed by the window of the fortress of war, and the ascetics frequently missed their goals.

Leo shouted from within the fortress of war, pointing to black shadows in the sky that were so fast that they couldn't see clearly, pointing to the ascetics where to target.

"The right, the right is coming, oops, what a good opportunity, old man, you missed again. ”

The ascetic who had not hit the lich smiled bitterly, and glanced down at Leo, who was jumping to his feet in a hurry, the little boy who had summoned more than their monks.

"Advance amount. Advance amount, old man, how many times have I said that you have to measure in advance, you see that he ran away again. ”

St. Burian's man over a hundred years old. Being educated by a teenage child, no matter how thick his skin is, he can't hang it. It was the first time he felt that a child was so annoying, and his ears were ringing.

"No wonder the god of light does not approve of the monks getting married and praising the god of light. St. Burian said silently, and for the first time felt that the papal see's rule was extremely wise.

Leo suddenly grabbed the corner of St. Burion's clothes, shook it back and forth vigorously, pointed to the air in front of him, and said urgently: "It's here again, fight quickly~!"

St. Bethany snorted heavily, and with a scepter raised his hand to unleash a holy spell with a huge coverage.

The sky in front of him was like a rainstorm of holy light, and a trace of milky white light gathered together and fell one after another.

The rushing black shadow was shrouded in a rain of light.

The lich's body was scorched by the holy light, and gray smoke came out, and he slammed into the air, revealing his true face, a gray-white skull, green flames burning in his eye sockets, and the skeleton was trembling violently, making a sound more piercing than scratching glass, which shook the hearts of the people in the war fortress.

In the next second, the lich burst out of the rain of light at an even faster speed, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

St. Burian put down his hand and shook his head regretfully, although a large range of holy arts can concentrate the lich, but it can't cause Yan zhòng damage, but it consumes extremely holy power, even he can't bear it.

At this time, the dark mage flew towards the war fortress like a swarm of locusts taking off, and the sound was terrifying, as if it was about to drown the war fortress with a sea of people.

In the moment of crisis, Vera also took out her staff and held it in her hand, and Lorraine opened the safety of both large-caliber pistols.

"Ascension~!" Elena decisively ordered: "Send a signal, red-red-green." ”

The rapid rise of the War Fortress of the Fire Emblem, after the Elena Control War Fortress was pulled up, quickly broke away from the formation, and quickly retreated towards the south alone, leaving those companions to block the Dark Mage.

Hylord couldn't help but be overjoyed, and shouted: "Lorraine is scared, he wants to run away~!"

I don't know how humans would give up their numerical superiority, but it's better for the lichs to not have to worry about the threat of other war fortresses.

The lichs suddenly began to attack.

Under the threat of the Holy Light Technique, they shot one lethal spell after another at the fast-flying fortress of war.

Elena kept dodging the fortress of war, maneuvering in a serpentine route that flickered left and right.

In Lorraine's eyes. A war fortress is like a bulky bomber. And the Lich is a fighter with incredible speed.

They flew at high speed through the dead end of the attack of the War Fortress, launched an attack and quickly broke away, fleeing before the ascetics and mages could attack.

Under their entanglement, the war fortress had to repeatedly turn and change direction, and the speed became slower and slower.

Lorraine couldn't do anything about it, the lich would unleash powerful spells in front of the war fortress, although knowing that they did it on purpose, the war fortress could only turn around in order to avoid being hit.

A swarm of locusts made up of dark mages rushed over.

This time they were much smarter, and they didn't wait to get close to the range. A large cloud of black smoke was released, enveloping the dark mage.

Viewed from the ground, the war fortress is surrounded in the middle by a rapidly expanding black cloud.

The black clouds grew in scope and soon enveloped the fortress of war. The war fortress had to rise to the limit again.

The Dark Mage unleashes a mist spell that also rises.

The black mist eventually formed a massive monster, and the war fortress plunged headlong into the monster's air, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Inside the fortress of war, everyone suddenly darkened, as if it was dark, and the screams of the lich and the dark mage rang out like a ghost crying wolf.

All kinds of dark spells rained down on the shields of the war fortress.

Elena boosted the power of her mana shield to the maximum, burning the Accumulation Crystal at any cost, but with hundreds of attacks per second, the shield was overwhelmed. "Po" shattered.

"Up~!" the voice of the lich urging sounded outside.

It was pitch black outside, and St. Burian couldn't see anything, but he quickly turned the accumulated holy power into a holy light and shot it out in the direction from which the voice came.

There was a scream in the darkness.

The ascetics and dark mages began to blindly unleash all kinds of spells to prevent the dark mages from approaching.

At the same time, the dark mage was stuck in the shell of the war fortress, and the crackling sound rang out, but unfortunately the corrosion and toxins that the dark mage excelled at did not pose much threat to the thick walls.

If you change it to the Elemental Mage's Burst of Flame, you can make a note of it and smash a large hole in the War Fortress.

Acid and poison splattered into the fortress through the windows, and several mages hung their colors at the same time. But fortunately, the damage is not strict.

After a few minutes of beating around the war fortress group, the war fortress kept dragging its heavy steps and flying stubbornly south.

The lich felt that it was not an option to fight like this, after all, there were still eleven war fortresses that did not know where to hide, and the anxious lich ordered loudly: "Rush in." There is a heavy reward for killing Lorraine. ”

Lorraine's mocking voice came from inside the fortress of war, "Come." It's a puppy that doesn't come. ”

The dark mages stopped their ranged attacks, put on a defensive mana shield, and rushed towards the fortress of war.

They were greeted by all kinds of spells and holy light, and those who rushed to the front were killed and injured without saying a word, and their figures had just fallen to the ground, and the dark mages behind them rushed up again.

The mages of the fortress hit by a large number of dark spells could not raise their heads.

The ascetics were busy both attacking and protecting the people of the fortress of war.

Under the cover of spells, the dark mage is just a few steps away from the war fortress.

Lorraine even saw a dark mage stomp the back of his injured companion in front of him, kicking him to the ground.

That guy must have robbed you of your girlfriend, Lorraine thought to herself, and watched him storm into the war fortress.

Before the dark mage could rejoice, a large stick with a bowl mouth suddenly swung out from behind the door, so powerful that it smashed directly through the protection he had supported, and slammed it into his chest and abdomen.

Lorraine heard only the sound of bones shattering, and the dark mage who was hit spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew away.

Vera snorted coldly, and before she could rejoice, Lorraine grabbed her and dragged her back.

The front of the door was soaked in a cloud of venom, the floor was corroded and white-eyed, and a choking smell came.

Seeing that her smooth floor was corroded like a pockmarked face, the owner of this war fortress, Elena, immediately went berserk, and she usually did not allow spit here.

Elena handed the control to the adjutant, rushed forward with a wand, and with a swift click, the two approaching dark mages were stunned, and fell straight down, must not be able to live.

But a cunning dark mage had been hiding in the corner of his line of sight, and when Elena had no time to accumulate mana again, he flashed out of the side, smirked and aimed his staff at Elena.

Elena secretly screamed badly, and when she was about to resist, an arm stretched out from behind her, pointing straight ahead, holding a beautiful large-caliber revolver in her hand, and her index finger moved slightly.

There was a loud bang, so loud that there was a sharp chirp in Yelena's ears.

I saw that arm shook up and down, and the muzzle of the gun spat out an orange-red fire.

The upper half of the dark mage's head in front of the door was gone, and only half of his mouth and neck remained, falling limply as if deflated.

Lorraine stood up from behind Yelena, shoved the revolver in her right hand into Elena's hand, and said, "Leave it to me here, you take care of the rest of the place." ”

The cold pistol was much heavier than Yelena had imagined, and after a flick of her hand, she tightened her grip on the handle and asked, "Boss, where are you?"

"Dealing with the undead is my specialty...... One~!" Lorraine flipped his right wrist, and a dazzling battle spirit sword appeared in his hand.

The white light went up along the arm, enveloping Lorraine in an instant, and the milky white battle spirit armor turned into an entity, covering Lorraine's whole body, looking like the angel described in the "Divine Codex".

St. Burian and the ascetics nodded approvingly.

Hundreds of years later, the reappearance of the Blessed Knight cannot but be said to be a grand event of the Holy See of Light, although this Blessed Knight had a little problem, which enlarged the Pope's belly and gave birth to a baby.

But......

However, who has never been young and has done a lot of ridiculous things.

Anyway, the "Divine Codex" says that only the most devout believers can become Blessed Knights, and everyone should think that Lord Lorraine is the most pious.

Who dares to say that Lord Lorraine is not religious, doesn't that mean that it is wrong to scold the "Divine Codex".

At this moment, Lorraine looks like a humanoid light bulb.

He stood majestically at the gate of the war fortress, looked at the black shadow that was about to move in the thick fog, and said impatiently: "Come quickly, if you don't come, get out, my girlfriend is still at home for dinner." I don't have time to spend here with you stupid 13. ”

The lich's nose in the thick fog was crooked, and with a shriek, it turned into a sharp sword and rushed straight towards Lorraine. ！！！