Gregory was full of resentment towards his evil master. Www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.Com In this more than a month of hunting day and night, I have been acting as a hunting dog and bait. However, the fruits of victory were all taken away by ***. Gregory watched helplessly as the army went from having trouble dealing with a stronger skeleton to one that could take on more than a dozen zombie warriors. Although this is still far from the peak state of ***, it is much stronger than Gregory, who can only deal with two zombie warriors at present.
"If I had taken those supplements, I should be able to fly by now!" Gregory thought bitterly as he rushed to a small group of zombies and knocked down one of them in one bite.
Before it could bite off the zombie's head, a strong force suddenly came from it, and the scene in front of it retreated sharply. Just as it was about to roar angrily, a bone spear was inserted into the ground almost next to the tip of his nose. Gregory almost fainted. He looked back gratefully and saw that it was *** who was holding his tail. When it looked forward again, it immediately trembled and retreated.
In front of him stood a pure black hell flame war horse. There were no pupils in the blood-red eyes, but there was a faint flame burning. Its four huge hooves paved the ground anxiously, and from time to time, bloody flames would appear out of thin air from beside the horse's hooves.
Immediately there was a dark knight, wearing dark full-body armor and a full-face helmet. Only a pair of blood-colored eyes could be seen in the helmet. The black knight carried a huge horse-killing sword. The blade was mottled and full of countless gaps. It was unknown how many dead souls had been saved. Seven bone spears fanned out on the black knight's back, and a two-handed giant sword hung diagonally behind the horse.
Gregory instinctively felt the power of the black knight, and it immediately hid behind ***. Although it can clearly feel the anger of its owner, it really can't care about that much now. Who told it to be preoccupied with its own thoughts and forget to observe who is the boss of this territory first? I will definitely be severely repaired by the *** afterwards! it thought in frustration.
If it were still Lord Grigory, the Demon Dragon, he would take this little dark knight seriously. Wait, look at that flaming hell horse... This can never be a low-level dark knight! The previous master had a dark knight under his command, and that guy rode a shabby, shabby horse!
This knight... is he a high-level ghost knight? Even the Hell Demon Dragon Knight Ligaoli spat, this knight was not riding one of his own clansmen!
"Gregory! Look at the good things you have done!" *** roared, so shocked that Gregory's soul almost drifted away. Communication between high-level undead creatures in other worlds is purely based on mental induction, so when they are angry, they will often shake Grigori's soul violently, directly imprinting a mark of pain on its soul. .
Gregory quickly begged for mercy: "Master! I really didn't mean it! Now is not the time for you to punish me. We, you see... let's run away first!"
*** glanced disdainfully at Gregory's four short legs. Although the bone dragon could not blush, Gregory was still ashamed. Facing the extremely fast Ghost Rider, the master and servant who had lost the ability to fly could not escape at all. As for fighting, with the current abilities of the master and servant, it would be good if they could fight together against the hell flame war horse.
The Ghost Rider had no intention of communicating with the intruders. In its view, these two weak losers were just food delivered to its door. It urged the Hell Flame Horse, which had been waiting impatiently, to rush over with its sword.
Gregory and *** stood blankly, as if they were scared to death. Ghost Riders have seen this situation many times. Under the natural pressure of the Hell Flame Horse, these weak undead creatures are often frightened into silence.
The war horse gallops like the wind! There was a flash of lightning, and the sword had already struck down!
Gregory suddenly balled up into a ball, and then the *** kicked it heavily. The master and servant immediately separated left and right, just dodging the Ghost Rider's blow.
The ghost knight rushed over. It struggled to hold the flame war horse, and it finally turned around. With a roar, a huge object was thrown over, and the ghost knight swung his saber, cutting the object into two pieces. Only then did it realize that the one being thrown over was one of its zombie subordinates.
Whoosh, whoosh, not allowing Ghost Rider any time to think, one zombie after another was thrown over. Ghost Rider swung his knife calmly and chopped all the zombies to the ground. Aren't there as many low-level subordinates as you want? It's not heartbreaking at all.
Suddenly, the Hell Flame Horse neighed and was shaken on the spot. The Ghost Rider realized that Gregory had escaped, and a black-green mist was covering the Hell Flame Horse's body, entangled. scattered. The ghost knight waved his hand, and the bloody flames drove away the poisonous mist. Then he rode his horse and chased the tortoise-like Gregory who was escaping slowly.
The vain bone dragon was complaining incessantly. Just now, a puff of poisonous mist sprayed out almost all its energy, and it even hit the least prepared horse with a sneak attack! Even so, it didn't have any impact on the Ghost Rider. The horse just moved a little slowly, and there was no way to wait for it to be poisoned to death. It couldn't help but resent its fate, why did it turn into a wind poison dragon? !
It's not entirely without merit. As soon as he was distracted, Ghost Rider was hit by a zombie and staggered. ***Get this opportunity and throw zombies one after another. But it can only hit the ghost knight until he can't sit still on the horse, and he can't even hit him off the horse. As for the damage, how could a pile of rotten flesh deal with the Ghost Rider's two-inch-thick full-body armor made of refined iron
Another zombie flew over, and Ghost Rider had already spotted the cunning skeleton hiding behind the zombie. But this little trick is not in the eyes of him who has lived for a long time.
As usual, it was a cut from the bottom up. As it approached, the blade of Ghost Knight's sword suddenly ignited with a layer of black fire and turned into a huge five-meter-long flaming sword! This knife not only cut off the zombies in front, but also cut off the zombies hiding behind!
Ghost Rider watched coldly as half of the skeleton flew towards him under the influence of inertia, with his only right hand grasping helplessly in the air. The skull's mouth was still opening and closing fiercely, and it looked like it wanted to bite itself hard.
It never does anything boring, just waiting for the half-skeleton to smash into pieces on its armor. It even began to imagine the scene of the skeleton's teeth breaking and scattering on its own armor. As an advanced undead creature, it not only has wisdom, but also has a sense of humor.
The skeleton's hand rested on its armor, scratching helplessly a few times before grabbing its shoulders.
There was an unpleasant sound of metal friction, and the Ghost Knight watched in surprise as the thick armor twisted and cracked under the skeleton's hand bones, and the thin hand bones dug into its essence. Iron body armor!
After spending a long time as an undead, Ghost Rider's mind was somewhat dulled, and it couldn't figure it out for the moment, which was obviously not in line with its experience. It is still surprised.
However, *** did not give it another chance to think.
She pulled her hand back, and she was face to face with the Ghost Rider. The bloody flames and pale flames in both eyes almost touched each other!
Ghost Rider felt a strong suction pulling at his soul, trying to tear it out of the armor. It became proud. Although the skill of absorbing souls is very rare among advanced undead creatures, it happens to be one of the few that has mastered this skill! The bloody flames in Ghost Rider's eyes burned crazily and began to pull ***'s soul in reverse.
In this kind of wrestling, the stronger one always wins. ***, who was far from recovering her strength, was gradually at a disadvantage, and the pale flame in her eyes began to flicker and gradually dimmed.
*** Shaky.
But at this moment, when the pale flames in her eyes disappeared, a blinding golden light suddenly lit up! This piece of golden light expanded infinitely in the eyes of the ghost knight. At this moment, it seemed to see countless angels and demon faces appearing alternately on his face; at this moment, it experienced itself again. The process of birth, death, and resurrection from death. It suddenly understood how it had come to this place of the dead and endured long and never-ending pain.
He originally lived in this world, and this world was not originally so silent!
The sudden recall of past experiences shook Ghost Knight's mind. Just like a small spring on the dam, its soul core began to be sucked in bit by bit. This immediately turned into a complete collapse, and the ghost knight's entire consciousness was gradually pulled over by the golden light.
In that golden light, there was a warmth and peace that he had almost forgotten.
Ghost Rider fell to the ground. The *** was still firmly hanging on his body, but at this time the bloody flames in Ghost Rider's eyes had dimmed, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
The hell flame horse instinctively felt the crisis of its master. It hissed and stepped towards the half-skeleton with its front hooves. As soon as it raised its hoof, there was a huge pain in its chest.
Protector Gregory was so eager that his whole body hung on the hell horse's breasts, biting tightly and refusing to let go! As long as the body is broken up, the body can still be reorganized. If the virus dissipates, it will have no choice but to be buried with it.
A dragon and a horse were rolling and fighting here. The horse wanted to kill the dragon countless times, but the rogue Bone Dragon refused to let go. Grigori is very smart and ruthless. He knows that as soon as he loosens his mouth, he will be trampled into bone powder by this angry hell flame horse!
The horse suddenly stood still, and then ignored that Grigory was still biting its breast desperately, its limbs trembled, and it slowly backed away.
At some point, the Ghost Rider turned into an empty shell of armor. A thick black mist that seemed to be alive was rolling above the armor.
The fog gradually thickened and rolled more and more heavily. There seemed to be an invisible suction force in the fog. The Hell Flame Horse leaned on the ground with its hooves, but it was still gradually pulled closer by the suction force, leaving four deep mud grooves behind it.
brush! Huge wings suddenly unfolded from the thick fog, and a demon's right hand came out of the fog like lightning and stabbed the head of the hell flame war horse. The horse whined and slowly fell to the ground.
Grigori hurriedly jumped off the horse and lay down next to Black Mist, wagging his tail in a flattering manner, and occasionally glancing greedily at the Hell Flame Horse lying on the ground.
The devil withdrew his right hand.
Gregory cheered, jumped on the Hell Flame Horse, and began to enjoy this rare tonic. It begins to think that working under its master’s hands is not bad at all! At least the master taught it how to directly absorb the soul energy of undead creatures and how to use new materials to reorganize its body. Before meeting its master, it was stupid and fighting and evolving purely on instinct.
You know, this is a skill similar to the swallowing in the legend of the demon world! In the demon world, there are only three demons who are favored by the demon god and are born with the ability to devour. They are now the dominant ones! If he could return to the demon world, Gregory would be confident of becoming a strong member of the demon dragon clan! Until then, let’s see who else dares to look down on it!
Of course, it admitted in its heart that the person who taught it this skill was obviously more terrifying.
Grigory bit open the horse's head and carefully sucked in every bit of the soul energy floating inside. After a while, countless white filaments grew from its body and slowly rolled up to the body of the Hell Flame Horse. There were more and more filaments, getting denser and denser, and finally turned into a large white cocoon, enclosing both the bone dragon and the hell flame horse.
The mist billowing above Ghost Rider's armor became thicker and thicker, becoming more solid. Slowly, a left hand formed in the mist, then two slender feet, and a pair of slender legs...
After a long time, the black fog finally dissipated, and a slender, evil figure stepped out of the fog. She is like a deep black glass sculpture, with a soft luster shining all over her body. A pair of straight and slender legs are exposed, but there are natural armors on the waist and hips. The upper body is also covered with natural armor, and there is a faint fire dancing in the armor. At first glance, the head seems to be an extremely straight and drooping long hair, but if you look closely, you will find that it is completely integrated under the flashing luster.
That's not long, it's a naturally occurring helmet.
Her face is still changing, from the most beautiful angel to the most ferocious demon. Only closed eyes have not tasted it
any changes.
Finally, the closed eyes opened, revealing a pair of silver eyes!
The silver gradually faded away, leaving only a void.
She raised her hands, delicate and perfect. The left hand is the luster of glass, and the luster reflected on the right hand is flowing slowly as if there is life, and from time to time there will be a bloody electric fire.
She spread her wings again, so she rose slowly and floated quietly in the air.
Finally, after hesitating for a long time, she stretched out her finger to draw a circle, and a pool of clear water appeared in front of her out of thin air.
The face reflected in the water is beautiful and perfect, classical and mysterious.
*** stood quietly for a moment, countless tiny scales formed on the face, slowly pieced together, and finally combined with the long helmet, turning into a face-covering helmet, revealing only the void-like eyes. .
The beauty is completely hidden, and the majesty comes from itself.
*** folded his wings, leaned down and picked up the eight bone spears left by the ghost knight, and carried them behind his back.
Gregory was still sleeping in the huge white cocoon. *** knew that the energy of this hell flame war horse, which was rare in other worlds, was too high for Gregory. I'm afraid it will take a while to digest.
*** is not in a hurry, she also needs time to digest the huge power of the Ghost Rider. There is no concept of time in other worlds, so she doesn't quite understand why everyone in that colorful world is in such a hurry. Especially the person with whom he has a soul contract will do many inexplicable things.
She clearly knew how much ambition and ambition lay deep in Rogge's soul. But why doesn't he directly pursue power instead of doing so many useless things? When he first woke up, Rogge's power was far greater than his own. But now, *** sighed lightly, he might not even be able to defeat Grigori.
Roger, who was thinking about ***, had spent the past few days in fear. He shudders just thinking about the future. Now he would not go to see any big shot in the church even to death. Heresy, this is always a more serious crime than rebellion!
Rogge couldn't explain the uneasiness deep in his heart, but he clearly remembered the topic of fate he had talked with Froya. He jumped out of the water. Because he was lying on Rodriguez's back, he jumped much higher than the average fish, even though he was just a small shrimp. Although he still didn't know what was waiting for him in the future, his uneasiness was enough to make him decide that it was time to make some preparations.
Fatty doesn't dare to go out at all now, so he can only ask Lens and Franco, who are still in Lille City, to help with everything. Rens, who was getting more and more proud of himself in the Thieves Guild, brought Rogge a set of essential tools for wild adventures one night, as well as more than a dozen ingenious, sinister and powerful traps.
Franco bought a lot of magic scrolls for Rogge, and even an expensive magic wand that could cast three decomposition spells! In addition, the scroll of the sixth-level magic 'Circle of Death' is the most precious. Roger carefully placed these scrolls in various places on his clothes so that they could be reached when needed.
Looking at the black crystal that imprisoned the souls of the Dwarf King and Paulus, he hesitated. Now refining undead creatures will definitely make you feel that it is not much different from seeking death. But if something happens, the souls of these two strong men are not easy to find, so they will be reluctant to throw away this crystal. If you don't throw it away, this is ironclad proof that you are a necromancer! After hesitating for a long time, Rogge finally made up his mind.
Not long ago, he sensed the existence of *** again. Although he didn't dare to summon her to take a look, this still made the fat man very happy! So, at noon when the sun was shining brightly, the fat man secretly sent the two souls to the other world where *** was. The reason why I chose to do this in broad daylight is because there are many people at this time, and it is also the time when the people in the church are least vigilant. After all, it is common sense that undead creatures are active in the middle of the night. No necromancer would conduct necromancy experiments at noon. It would be half the result with twice the effort!
In the rest of the time, Fatty tried his best to memorize the space magic book. He knew that this book was not a common commodity that could be obtained from the magic guild. If he had to go on the road to escape in the future, it would be unlikely that a big man like Ofiloch would give him such a valuable thing.
The "reincarnation" armor that had saved him countless times was now beyond recognition. In the past, there was silver light with flames, but now it was painted black and yellow by Rogge. At night, I am afraid that if I lie down on the ground at dusk, it is not easy to see that there is a living person there.
Both Lens and Franco felt that Rogge was making a fuss out of a molehill. Wasn't it just a few senior church figures? Just pretend to be sick behind closed doors, or at worst, hide in Sellersburg, which is very close to the battlefield and needs people to defend it! But the uneasiness in Fatty's heart made him resolutely make preparations. He always felt that these things might come in handy.
Thousands of miles away on the battlefield of Ron, Ofiloch's reputation was once again praised by people.
After the Rhenish Alliance army occupied the Luoshen Passage Fortress, Marshal Rochelio spread out the army and faced off from the Leiden Fortress where the Feitian Knights were stationed.
There are 50,000 troops stationed in Leiden Fortress, and they are personally guarded by the deputy head of the Feitian Knights. The deputy commander is an old knight who is over fifty years old and has very rich war experience. Through various shady channels, he learned the exact news about the shortage of rations in the Rhine League army. The Leiden Fortress City is high in the river and has deep rivers, abundant food reserves, and sufficient underground water sources. With these few advantages, he made up his mind to hold on and was prepared to spend a year and a half.
He was not in a hurry, and neither was Rochelio. He only left 30,000 old, weak, sick and disabled to defend the Luoshen Passage Fortress. The rest of the army was divided into teams of 5,000 and scattered like locusts into the countryside of Ron Principality. They began to harass the place and plunder military supplies. What was even more irritating was that he ordered all the nobles from all over the Principality of Ron to be expelled to Ron City. The troops of the Rhine League told these nobles that this was all because the Feitian Knights had no chivalry and dared not go out to fight in the city, and allowed the nobles of the Principality of Ron to undergo the baptism of war. One day that old turtle crawls out of the fortress and fights openly, one day the Rhine Alliance will return all the confiscated property of the Rowan nobles.
The armies separated from the Rhine League ranged from strong to weak, including third-rate troops composed purely of knights' retinues, and main knights composed of heavily armored knights.
After this locust storm passed, two legions shined brightly, creating the myth of an invincible battlefield. Among them, the Golden Lion Knights and the Lionheart Knights led by Ofiloch were naturally the first to bear the brunt. Although there are only more than 5,000 knights, their combat effectiveness is world-famous. In terms of unit combat effectiveness, it is far superior to the Feitian Knights, which ranks among the top ten knights. Under the leadership of Ofilok, this cavalry appeared invisibly, attacking in the east and west, and defeated six small and medium-sized mercenary groups. Even the Baizhan Mercenary Group, one of the four major mercenary groups, also suffered a disastrous defeat.
Another legendary regiment is the Knights of the Wolf led by David. The Black Wolf Knights have always been famous for their lack of military discipline, and the individual combat effectiveness of the knights is not bad. After David led his troops to the expedition, he did not improve the military discipline and went all the way to the hinterland of Rowan Principality.
The Duke of Ron has a strong folk custom. When he saw this attractively weak force in the small towns along the way, some people often couldn't resist the temptation. They gathered three to five thousand people and killed them, preparing to attack the invaders head-on. Unexpectedly, David was so cunning and clever that he laid traps and basically killed all the bold lords who dared to leave the city without returning. Of course, this David really has his own tricks. He knows the Principality of Ron very well, and he will stay far away from the towns where the mercenary groups with a little combat effectiveness are stationed. From this insidious point of view alone, he and Rogge are quite compatible. It's no wonder that he wants to recruit Rogge for his own use.
Ofiloch's knights have always been around Ron City, scaring Grand Duke Ron out of his wits. He strictly ordered the Feitian Knights stationed in Ron City not to go to war, and also transferred the most elite knights to guard the palace.
This inexplicable war and absurd tactics forced Ofiloch to reveal his full strength. Now the whole world knows that the Rhine League has another young paladin. Now that the Holy Knights are active near the royal capital, how can the elderly Archduke Ron not be afraid? He began to worry about his life day and night.
At this moment, Marshal Rochelio, who was leading 30,000 infantrymen, was still sitting leisurely in charge of the central army every day, listening to the battle reports coming back from various places. Seeing that Rochelio only had 30,000 troops, the defenders of Leiden Fortress thought there was something to be gained, so they fought out and tried several times to capture the Luoshen Pass Fortress, so as to cut off the retreat of all the Rhine League troops in one fell swoop. However, Marshal Rochelio's troops were as steady as a rock and watertight, and he did not allow the other party to please him at all.
After attacking three times and losing a total of 6,000 troops, the Feitian Knights had no choice but to return to the Leiden Fortress in despair.
As the days passed, more than a dozen troops sent by the Rhine Alliance were victorious and defeated, and one of them was completely wiped out by the Yemo mercenary group.
Marshal Rocherio didn't take it seriously at all, until one day he received a battle report from Ofiloch, which stated that he was preparing to fight around Ron City in order to contain the main force of at least 50,000 troops near the capital of Duke Ron. He also asked the marshal to seize the opportunity to start a decisive battle with the Duke of Ron as soon as possible to resolve the war situation.
Marshal Rocherio threw the secret letter into the waste paper and said to himself: "Dear Ofiloch, you rushed far enough this time, you won't be able to come back, right? Reinhardt Old friend, I am worthy of you."
Elesis, who had just come out of the bath, put on a plain black robe and sat alone in the small courtyard. A few drops of water quietly crawled along her hair and onto her face.
Her eyes were looking at the small fish swimming in the pond, but her heart had already flown to the distant Principality of Ron, thinking about her lover who disappeared in the smoke of gunpowder. She is not worried about the Holy Knights all over the city. She is now at home, and no one from the church will find her here. She was only afraid that her lover would be slightly damaged in the flames of war. In the past, he had always been by his side in every battle. In the direction of his charge, his own magic would always clear some obstacles for him.
But he is a Paladin. With his strength, he shouldn't be hurt, right? Elesis thought dreamily.
"Fortunately, there are not many people who have been harmed in this world. I heard from Gina that there are no Paladins or Archmage Fei in the Principality of Ron. My love, after this war is over, you Will you give up everything and leave here with me? Leave the place where there is a church, just the two of us, and live peacefully?"
She sighed softly, feeling indescribable sadness.
"Miss, your soup is ready, drink it quickly. There is a lot of phoenix grass in it!" The maid Gina walked into the small courtyard carrying a small blue and white porcelain bowl.
Elesis hummed, took the soup bowl and drank it absently. The unique bitter taste of Yingguangcao echoed on the tip of her tongue. Yingguangcao is very rare, and drinking its soup is good for increasing magic power. The special-grade luminous grass in the Grand Duke's Mansion was all collected by Ofiloch from deep into the ogre's territory. Another unknown benefit of the Special Illuminating Grass is that it will cover up all magic fluctuations within a day after drinking it. So before leaving, Ofiloch told her not to cut off the phosphorus every day.
boom! The whole world suddenly shattered!
All the scenery was divided into countless fragments, flying around, making Elesis spin around!
A hot flame burned in her body, and she could even faintly see the fire inside through her black robe!
She fell to the ground and curled up into a ball, resisting the pain of the flames burning her heart!
The broken world slowly turned into a white mist, and she seemed to see Gina's frightened and panic expression in the blur.
"Why..." Elesis wanted to speak, but there was only a white flame when she breathed out. The heat radiating from the whole body quickly ignited the black robe, but the external pain could not resist the foehn wind within the body!
The world slowly darkened. Elesis reached out in panic, trying to grab something. Out of sight! "
At this moment, a soft and sweet voice sounded: "Her Royal Highness, the angel Karajan, is honored to witness your beauty."
Another deep voice sounded: Charisma, the angel of fear, it is an honor to experience your magic as deep as the abyss. "
Finally, there was a hoarse voice: Des, the angel of death, I am honored to have the opportunity to be close to your extremely noble and pure bloodline of the Demon King. ” (Quanben Novel Network www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)