"There are so many skeletons in the thorny swamp?" Stinghan turned to look at Philp and Amyra with the last hope and asked.
"A lot." Ayrin's voice sounded.
"You were the same as me before. You haven't been here before, so how do you know so much!" Si Dinghan shouted.
"Look for yourself." Ayrin nodded his head.
"..."
Si Dinghan suddenly petrified.
In the wilderness as far as the eye can see, wild bamboo shoots seem to be growing.
But those are not real bamboo shoots, but densely packed skeleton hands.
"How could there be more than weeds! Could this wilderness of the thorny swamp be a mass burial ground!" In the next second, Si Dinghan went crazy.
The muddy ground kept churning, and densely packed skeleton hands protruded from the mud.
In many lands with a square meter of one meter, more than a dozen skeleton hands have already protruded, and it has not stopped yet. In the deeper soil, there are still skeleton hands protruding continuously.
"The Thorn Swamp itself was the place where the half-orc coolies of the Evil Dragon King multiplied and worked during the Dragon War. There used to be rich tin and iron mines here. In the end, even the mountains were dug up and smelting destroyed the environment here. In the end, such a swamp of thorns will be formed, and at least hundreds of thousands of half-orcs died here during the age of the dragon war and the later chaotic wizard era."
Zombie-faced Phillip's face turned blue, "Besides half-orcs, there used to be lizardmen and weasels who were lower than half-orcs living here. Their group was originally very large. In the later period of the war, the army of the Evil Dragon King suffered successive defeats, and after the army rations were in short supply, the lizardmen and weasel tribes were finally eaten by the half-orcs here as food."
"..."
Si Dinghan couldn't help the feeling of wanting to vomit.
"Uncle Leng Yue, Uncle Philp, how about the combat power of the skeleton warriors summoned by this magic weapon?" Ayrin asked with an unusually serious expression.
At this time, the skeletons crawling out of the ground are densely packed. The muddy ground in the wilderness in sight is like a farmland that has just harvested potatoes. It is full of potholes and has been turned over, but there are still skeletons in the soil. stick out.
And all the skeletons drilled out of the mud were not as weak and incomplete as he had imagined before.
The incomplete parts of every skeleton have magic power condensing, and finally every skeleton becomes very complete after being drilled out of the soil, and all the magic power is completely condensed and precipitated. The bones also seem to have completely changed their material, becoming black and oily, shining with a metallic luster, like oiled black iron.
"According to the records, like the scourge of bones, this kind of skeleton warrior has nothing to do with their strength in life. They are all bones that absorb the same magic power. The strength will not be very strong, and they will not cast skills. They are only close combat, and their strength is about the same. It depends on the melee strength of a magician who has opened two or three magic gates." Phillip said.
"What's the use of discussing the strength of these skeleton fighters now? There are too many of the most critical numbers. Even if they line up for us to fight, we can't win if we can knock one apart with one punch. And they Our bodies are at least like solid weapons, we have no strength, and if we lose our ability to resist, we will be completely torn to pieces by them!" Si Dinghan didn't dare to open his eyes to look, and closed his eyes to yell.
It was very rare for Lin Luolan not to call him an idiot.
Because although Si Dinghan looked like an idiot, at least what he said this time was right.
Perhaps the Skeleton Legion of this magnitude was pure cannon fodder for some Legion of Justice in the Dragon War era, because the legion at that time was also very large, with tens of thousands of magicians at its core, and each legion also possessed many legend-level monsters. Warlock weapons.
But after experiencing the dragon war and hundreds of years of chaotic wizard era, the magnitude of the legion can no longer be compared with before.
No legion can annihilate such a huge number of skeleton legions.
Even the elite legionary magician who has opened four or five magic gates is no match for such a skeleton after exhaustion of magic particles and physical strength.
"Uncle Philp, Uncle Leng Yue, what Si Dinghan said is correct. If this is the case, then there is only one way to see if we can destroy this thing." However, there was still no trace of panic in Aylin's eyes. , His eyes full of fighting spirit fell on the huge deep purple crystal door.
The voice that seems to be chanted by countless people is real.
Ayrin could feel the sound waves vibrating in the air, constantly causing fluctuations in the surrounding mana.
It seems that in this huge dark purple crystal gate, the vibration of each crystal particle naturally caused such a chanting sound, and then a chain reaction, causing stronger mana fluctuations.
In Lin Luolan's cold gaze, a blazing flame also ignited.
As long as the weapon itself of the evil dragon king can be destroyed, there shouldn't be more skeleton warriors continuously generated, right
"useless."
Phillip also closed his eyes in pain, "Fairloze Fortress is doomed to fall, and the army of skeletons, orcs, and trolls in the Thorn Swamp is doomed to sweep the Kingdom of Dowa."
"Why?"
Ayrin took a breath and asked.
"Because this weapon of the Evil Dragon King is said to be forged from the power of the Evil Dragon King's own bones and blood. Any magical power that attacks it can only provide it with more sources of power." Leng Yue's voice It also sounded, "And in the era of the dragon war, no magician has seen its original form. Every time I see it, it appears with the skeleton army, and it is already such a huge door of rebirth of evil spirits." , as if there were countless necromancers chanting in it. The last time it appeared was in the final decisive battle in the Hanging City of your Aiqi Kingdom. In that battle, after the fall of the evil dragon king, it disappeared. It will appear here today, and let us see its original form, an iron-gray crystal coffin."
"Aren't any attacks effective?" Ayrin was stunned.
"The sorcerers in the era of the dragon war have tried to attack the gate of rebirth of evil spirits with various means, but they have not succeeded. The final solution is to consume all the skeleton warriors." Leng Yue shook her head.
Lin Luolan's hands and feet were completely cold, and even the blood flowing in her body seemed to be too cold to have any warmth.
So much effort has been made before...the desperate fighting of so many people, the sacrifice of the Flying Fish Column...the final battle of so many heroes on the Wall of Heroes...all of these are for the final defense of the Fortress of Fjeloze.
Even if it is inevitable that more people will die in battle, even if they all die here in the end, as long as they can defend the Fortress of Fjeloze, it is worthwhile.
But now it's just this door of rebirth of evil spirits, making these meaningless
"Ayrin, what are you going to do?"
At the moment when everyone fell silent, Si Dinghan suddenly cried out in horror.
Without any warning, Ayrin's body exploded, and he began to charge at full speed, towards the huge deep purple crystal door.
"Shua!"
Without any hesitation, Lin Luolan was the first to follow.
"Is there anything he can do?"
Leng Yue, Phillip and the others looked at each other, and a glimmer of hope flashed in their hearts.
All the giant monsters and orcs still didn't dare to stop them, and they dodged like a tide.
"boom!"
When there were still forty or fifty meters away from the deep purple crystal gate, Aylin's body suddenly trembled and flew backwards.
This is a huge invisible force, completely invisible and transparent.
Ayrin's body fell to the ground, without any hesitation, he exhausted all his strength, and punched towards the invisible anti-transparency layer in front of him.
"boom!"
Countless lines of power shattered, and his body collapsed back again.
He stopped and didn't make any further movements, just looked up at the deep purple crystal door.
"How about it?"
Lin Luolan flashed beside him, turned to look at him and asked.
But just seeing the look on Ayrin's face, Lin Luolan's heart sank to the bottom.
Ayrin's face was already distorted.
A kind of anger and unwillingness that Lin Luolan had never seen before permeated his distorted face.
"Bastard! Are you the Bishop of the Holy Coffin! Get out and fight me!"
Suddenly, Ayrin rushed forward, roaring like never before.
Only Ayrin himself knew that the collision between his body and this deep purple crystal door, between devouring and devouring, formed a delicate balance.
His body absorbed some of the power of the deep purple crystal door, and even a lot of magic particles appeared in his body, but at the same time, he also felt that this deep purple crystal door also swallowed many of his magic particles , the total amount of Shuyuan particles in his body does not increase or decrease.
This kind of balance made him understand that it is absolutely impossible for even his body to destroy this deep purple crystal gate.
But did you admit defeat like this
Was the sacrifice of so many Royal Thorn Legion magicians in vain
How can this be reconciled!
"I don't care if you are the Bishop of the Holy Coffin or anyone else... I swear, I will definitely defeat you!"
Ayrin let out an unprecedented roar again.
Even if it is impossible to win today... But as long as the cultivation base and strength exceed the power of this weapon itself, it will definitely... definitely be able to win!
Amidst Ayrin's roar, Si Dinghan was also dumbfounded.
Even he felt that strong unwillingness, and in his mind, he thought of those flying letter fish column operators and those pedestal armor operators who were determined to die.
"Retreat...Uncle Phillip, let the Royal Thorn Legion retreat."
At this moment, he heard Aylin's voice again, and he turned his head, only to see Aylin's red eyes, looking firmly at Phillip and Amyra.
"I will stay in the rear and try to hold back this skeleton army as much as possible, so as to give your army more time to retreat."
(It's worrisomely slow, but it seems to be getting better.) RU