The Battle of Constant Ross has reached a fever pitch. The shouts of killing are earth-shattering. On the endless Hengluo Basin, millions of troops are fighting desperately like densely packed ants. All kinds of undead magic rise and fall on the battlefield. Skeletons, ghouls, terrifying knights, abominations, etc. Undead creatures criss-crossed. Since both sides were undead, it was impossible to tell who was who. Everyone was red-eyed. In the sky, the injured gargoyles, abyssal bone dragons and other undead creatures fell to the ground like meteors …
The battle was as fierce as ever!
But at this moment, no one noticed that two unrelated figures quietly appeared on the battlefield. They were a man and a woman, one tall and one short, standing on the edge of a hill in the northwest of the basin, quietly Overlooking the entire battlefield.
The tall one is a male angel with blond hair. He is wearing bright silver heavy armor, and a pair of blue eyes are exposed in the deep-set eye sockets. Behind him, a pair of golden wings flap gently, with a stern expression. It was John who sneaked back here after leaving the Forgotten City with the shame of an angel.
Standing next to John is a young female angel, wearing a pure white women's robe, with golden patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, a bunch of long golden hair gently rolled up, and then slightly loosened, like Falling down to her waist like a waterfall, she had an extremely perfect face without any blemishes. Under the long eyelashes, the beautiful eyes like sapphires shone with the light of wisdom.
Like John, the wings on this female angel's back are also golden, quietly folded behind her, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable noble temperament.
While watching the battle in front of him, John gradually clenched his fists, making a "click... click..." sound. He clenched his teeth, trembling all over, and his eyes seemed to spew fire.
Shame, deep shame!
When John returned to the battlefield again, his heart was full of shame and helplessness. Although the battle among these undead was fierce, it was far inferior to that of angels. Defeated and reduced to the laughing stock of the main plane of order.
The female angel next to John glanced at him, smiled slightly, quickly looked away, and said softly, "John, you... haven't let it go yet?"
With a slight soft voice, it makes people feel like a spring breeze. This female angel is extremely beautiful, and even her voice is as beautiful as the sounds of nature.
"Lord Emily!"
John took a step back, knelt down with a "shua—" and stared into blood-red eyes and said, "Master Emily, please give me another chance, this time... I will lead the army of angels to conquer the Forgotten City!"
The extremely beautiful female angel in front of her is the Archangel Emily of the Holy Light Angel Legion. The Holy Light Angel Legion under her command is second only to the Holy Angel Legion in the main plane of order.
John is only the deputy head of the Holy Light Angel Corps, and he needs Emily's consent to mobilize the angel army.
"Ugh-"
Emily sighed slightly, and glanced at John, "John, do you think we are here for the Forgotten City?"
John was startled, raised his head, and said in amazement, "Isn't it?"
"of course not!"
Emily shook her head, "I'm just curious about the strength of the undead... Although I don't understand your actions, I think that since you made the decision to retreat, it should be right... I just want to know the reason!"
The corners of John's mouth twitched a few times, he stood up, and snorted coldly, "It's their luck. Don't forget, the Forgotten City has always been in the hands of the orcs. Before that, we had already fought with the Frostwolf Legion... "
"But don't forget, luck is also a part of strength!" Before John could finish speaking, Emily interrupted him rudely. "The victory or defeat of a battle doesn't mean anything, John, why are you so pessimistic?"
"It's just a little reconciled!" John sighed. He turned his head to look at the battlefield, and his anger welled up in his heart again. "It's okay to talk about other legions... but these undead... these lowly undead..."
Emily shook her head, and didn't say much. At this moment, her eyes fell on Rose, and she spoke slowly after a long time.
"I didn't expect that she would actually leave the Spider Forest. It seems that the news is true. The Lich King's heir has finally appeared. Except for the Lich King, the Spider Queen will not serve anyone else!"
"The Lich King?" John smiled disapprovingly, "It's just a young human kid, and the Lich King of the Scourge is actually a human... Ha ha... This is a big joke! Fortunately, these undead will believe it..."
"Being selected by Hermes must have something special, even if he is a human being..." Emily smiled, "You have fought against him, didn't you also take advantage of it?"
"Hmph! Who knows where he picked up the Scepter of Disaster..." John said unconvinced, but the uneasiness in his eyes still revealed his thoughts.
Emily smiled and said nothing. As a human, she has received the inheritance of the Lich King and the allegiance of the Spider Queen. How could that human named Ron be so simple
Emily glanced at the death knight who was dueling with Rose, but found that she didn't recognize her. She couldn't help but frown and said, "Strange, who is this guy? Why don't I have any information about her?"
"Not Tito?"
Due to the great distance, John opened his eyes desperately to see the other person's face clearly, and suddenly became nervous, "A female death knight...Damn! How is it possible that the undead is promoted to a god?"
In the world of the main plane, it is almost no secret how many gods there are in each force, but it is not a trivial matter to suddenly have one more god. Years may not be able to promote one.
It is a qualitative leap from a strong man in the domain of gods to the level of gods. With the hero altar, one can even live forever.
According to the information that Emily possesses, there are only four god-level powerhouses in the main plane of the undead, the God of Disaster God Fesmarck, the Dreadlord Saruman Death Knight Tito, and the Spider Queen Rose who lives in Spider Forest. In addition, Ron, who appeared out of nowhere, is just five gods, which are relatively few in the world of the main plane, and this is also the reason why the strength of the undead is the weakest.
You know, just under the command of Emily of the Holy Light Angel Legion, plus she has eight god-level powerhouses. In the heyday of the Holy Angel Legion 100,000 years ago, there were more than 30 god-level angels. What a pity! In the first main plane battle, most of them fell.
"No, no! This guy's power is a bit familiar to me... wait, let me think..."
As Emily said, she closed her eyes, concentrating on her thoughts, and opened her eyes after a while.
"I understand, she used Tito's power, no wonder she is so familiar..." Emily smiled, "It should be that Tito inherited the godhead to her and forcibly created a god, but in this way, Tito will definitely He has fallen, and without the godhead, he cannot have the hero altar. If he dies, he is really dead... "
"That guy inherited Tito's godhead, but he didn't fully inherit his power. It seems that the Spider Queen will win!"
Looking at Adele who was beaten back by Rose, John showed a playful smile on his face. For him, the undead on both sides are enemies, and it is best to kill each other.
"But the battle is lost!"
Compared with the huge disparity in the number of people, the undead on Fismer's side have completely suppressed the opponent.
Emily raised her pretty face slightly, looked in the direction of the Forgotten City, and frowned, "Strange...it's this time...why hasn't that human named Ron appeared yet?"