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Under the authority of Albert and Zhang Ang, this skull-clad cultist was wiped out in a short time.

The crowd swept the village again, and rescued all the royal guards who were still fighting. Wiped out all the Skeletonists they could find.

"By the way, where is the prince you are talking about, isn't it on the north side of the village?" asked the captain of the royal guard.

"Alas, the situation was so urgent at that time that we went all the way north, originally intending to rest and recuperate in this village. As a result, they were ambushed by this group of skeleton cultists, and the people were scattered at once, and the high priest in their leader was even more terrifyingly strong, and we lost nearly half of our people in one face. Fortunately, Mr. Andersen, who had been secretly following behind to protect him, made a move and stopped the archpriest. We knew we couldn't defeat him, so we sent a group of men to protect His Royal Highness and retreat into the forest to the north, while we stayed behind to stop the Skeleton Cultists from pursuing. The captain of the royal guard looked at Zhang Ang gratefully: "If it weren't for the help of your two masters, I'm afraid we would really be wiped out." ”

"Needless to say, let's go north. As soon as Zhang Ang's words fell, a huge roar came from the forest next to him, and even if he was so far away, his strong energy seemed to be rushing towards him.

"That's Mr. Andersen and the Archpriest of the Skull Sect fighting, that's a martial saint-level fight, we can't help, let's go to His Royal Highness the Prince first." The captain of the Royal Guard explained worriedly.

"Who is that Mr. Andersen?" asked Zhang Ang.

"Alas, since our country lost the Holy Sword of Catina, Mr. Andersen is the only remaining protector of our Danish martial arts, and I hope he will not have anything to do this time. The gloom on the face of the captain of the royal guard could not be concealed.

"Well, I'll go over there, Tom, and you and them go to His Royal Highness. Albert turned to Zhang Ang.

Zhang Ang shook his head: "I'd better go with you, after all, the battle of the Martial Saint level is not so easy to see." ”

"Well, then you have to be careful, I'm not sure I'll save you then. Albert didn't object.

After saying goodbye to the group of Danish royal guards, the two of them ran towards the roaring forest.

The forest was a mess, with huge trees torn off and staggering, and deep pits were smashed into the ground covered with fallen leaves.

From this, it can be seen that the battle is fierce.

Zhang Ang and the others couldn't help but slow down and slowly leaned forward.

After being careful all the way, they came to the battlefield!

What kind of battlefield is that, there are not two people fighting there, but two armies!

The white-robed old man and the black-robed old man were silently suspended in the air, waving their hands constantly.

And around them, whether it is underground, in the forest, or in mid-air, there are all people fighting fiercely.

Not only people, but also swans, horses, trees, mermaids, shells, huge flowers and snowmen......

Some of them flashed their wings, some raised their hooves, some waved their branches, some spewed water, some spit fire, some were biting, some were flanking.......

Fighting the iron-skinned skeleton cultists in all sorts of strange ways.

And even if it is a human being, there are many differences, some wear shiny armor, some are naked, some are little girls, some are little boys, some are as large as towers, and some are as small as bees......

And the various martial arts are strange, some stab out spears, some wield scepters, some lightly stroke, it is blazing in the sky, some have one hand, it is frost on the ground, some strike the big bell, let out bursts of roar, some shoot out a grain of green hidden weapon, hit the enemy with a crisp sound......

Zhang Ang was completely shocked by such a magical scene, did I come to the magical world? What is this? The fairy tale protagonist vs. the undead natural disaster?

Albert next to him was also shocked, but he regained his mind after a while, and said softly to Zhang Ang: "That Skeleton Sect Grand Master over there should be a Martial Saint-level corpse controller, only in this way can he control so many and such strong corpses!"

"I know that, but what's going on over there?" Zhang Ang wondered.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Danish Protector Martial Saint over there should be a puppeteer! Ever, the only Martial Saint-level puppeteer on the road!" Albert said softly his guess: "I only went to the circus to see puppet shows when I was a child, and usually they would use strings to make the doll make all kinds of movements, and with the sound, it would be a puppet show." ”

Staring at the fierce battle in front of him, he continued: "And as a Martial Saint-level puppeteer, he should have gotten rid of the string by now, and he can use his internal force to turn into silk threads to control so many dolls." With so many lifelike dolls and so many abilities, this Mr. Andersen is truly a genius. ”

As they discussed, the battle below had reached a white-hot stage.

With a "snap", a beetle-shaped doll was smashed to pieces, and all kinds of wood and steel parts scattered in all directions.

With a "bang", the head of a skeleton walking corpse exploded, and a small black bird flashed past and plunged into another battlefield.

Several walking corpses tore hard, tearing off the large vine-wielding branches, and with all their strength, tearing the trunk apart.

The mighty walking corpse was first roasted by the girl's fire, then sealed in the cold ice of a girl, and shattered into several pieces under the blow of the giant hammer.

......

Unlike those powerful martial saints who like to chase and collide in the air, the battle here is more like two armies clashing and fighting a decisive battle.

The two powerful Martial Saint-level powerhouses were all floating motionless in mid-air, only their hands were constantly waving.

Even if the walking corpse's sharp claws had caught in front of him, he didn't move, but commanded a huge toad to knock it out.

Even if the flying steel needles and pea grains were about to shoot on his body, they only made a walking corpse standing next to him jump up and block the attack with his body.

The battlefield was chaotic, almost dizzying, but the battles in each place were very clear, blocking, attacking, dodging, not chaotic at all, fighting back and forth, very stalemate.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Ang didn't know how to intervene, after all, there were several walking corpses standing beside the Skeleton Sect Grand Master who did not move, all of them were powerful walking corpses of the Venerable level, and one of them even had no strength at all, and it was very likely to be a terrifying walking corpse of the Martial Saint level, which should be his last killer weapon.

And underneath that Mr. Andersen, there was also a richly decorated cart, from which many dolls were dismounted.

Obviously, Mr. Andersen also has hole cards that are useless.