The unnamed man suddenly stopped on the battlefield.
The pale knights are turning their heads, tens of thousands of eyes are cast to the back of the battlefield, rows of phantom knights stand in place, as if silently waiting for something.
"What's wrong?"
The Supreme One of the Undead was slightly startled, and she saw beams of light connecting the heavens and the earth, spreading across the battlefield.
A new force has intervened in the battle.
who is it
Everyone turned on their horses.
Brando raised the sword, and Odyssey's golden brilliance shone strangely under the sun. Thousands of years ago, mortals fought for their destiny under this sword.
Thousands of years later, it will once again become a banner, and this time, it will rewrite Vaughan's destiny.
"Metisa, stand up for us and tell the world that this is the battle of the Eruin!"
"victory!"
The knights yelled in unison, bursting down from the high ground at the edge of the forest.
At this moment the Eruin people,
Rubik,
Nine Phoenix people,
Rosalind,
Even Fang Qi and his men.
Everyone no longer has any other thoughts, only fights and then wins. And if it fails, it is nothing more than the Shroud of Horse Leather. For these people, death is not worth mentioning.
Everyone is proud.
Fight for honor.
Fight for victory.
The little silver elf princess raised her head and took a look. She threw out a silver card, which was flipped in the air, turned into a beam of light, and went straight above the sky.
Then the clouds separated left and right, and a piece of sunlight fell from the sky, shining on everyone's head.
"May I be honored, and then be honorable to you!" Medissa held a spear and shouted loudly: "Yongge reincarnation, light on the battlefield, knights, encourage—"
The light armor emerged from the body, and a stream of light moved upwards against the spears held by the knights, turning into a shining silver banner at the tip of the spear.
Above the flag, the silver crescent and lily are dazzling incomparable.
Above the sky.
A golden eye opened slowly, and she looked at the ground with a thoughtful look: "Mage Traveler, I didn't expect that there will be a Mage Traveler in this world."
"Alright, then the inheritance will not be cut off—"
A bunch of lightsabers descended above the clouds and plunged straight into the ground. Brando took the lead, and Light walked with them. The four hooves of the god horse he sat on seemed to step on the clouds and mist, galloping like flying, the holy sword Odyssey in his hand pointed forward, reflecting a burning golden line under the sunlight.
This gold thread is cutting into the gap between the crystal cluster and the unnamed person.
The Xiaguang falling from the clouds also moved forward, ploughing into the army of crystal clusters.
"Cavalry!?" The undead lords commanding in the high ground could not see this scene more clearly and were taken aback: "Who is that?"
"Look at their banner, they played the banner!"
"That is… "
"Silver Crescent and Lily Flag..."
"What flag is that?"
"Did a certain lord in the south join the war privately?"
They turned their heads and looked at the woman holding a mercury rod behind them.
But the monarch of the undead said nothing.
At this moment, this sudden cavalry became the last reserve force of the undead. Under the command of two people, it happened to hit the most critical place on the battlefield.
The cavalry is ready, and the glory is inspiring—
Instalong felt as if he had returned to before he was eighteen years old. At that time, he was still a human, and he had not transformed into what he is now. There was blood in his heart, and he was full of hope that he would give everything for the rising of the dead moon.
The reason of the undead gave him an excellent match with Targus, but the enthusiasm in his early years is no longer there. The rise of the empire has become a cold and step-by-step process. Perhaps the reason why the undead have a tendency to self-destruct is the source. Because of such contradictory feelings.
No dead are willing to fight side by side with the living, let alone such a miscellaneous army from all over the world. The complex feelings maintain their existence. They are disgusted, calm and have a certain goal. For the new generation of Madara In other words, only eternal death is the coming of a certain kind of peace.
But at the moment.
But he seemed to feel his agitated heart and the majestic pulsating blood. He looked back at Targus, and saw the same color in the other's eyes.
How is this going
The morale of everyone was extremely high. They couldn't help but look forward. Brando's back on horseback seemed to be crowned with an invisible halo behind it. It was the wings of light that infected everyone.
It might be OK to die in this battle.
His second thought was that the little silver elf princess had a keen sense of smell on the battlefield, and she was not inferior to her. Both of them immediately pinpointed the weakest point on the battlefield.
Unfortunately it is not enough.
Brando raised his head and looked at the purple wall that was getting closer and closer.
He retracted the sword, and a golden halo bounced off him, suddenly covering everyone around him.
The knights ran into it in an instant—
Instaron let out a harsh scream. Except for Magdal and Delphine, he can be said to be the weakest among this group of people. Even if it is Phoenix Fire, his actual combat skills are better than him. Three points high.
He was not an undead lord who charged into battle.
But even so, he wouldn't feel scared because of this. The undead had indifferent feelings and had a completely different view of the existence of extinction from that of living beings.
He screamed just because of the hysteria in his heart.
"At least one must be killed!" he thought to himself.
He also knew the strength of these crystal clusters very well in his heart. On this battlefield, the crystal clusters that appeared were far stronger than the strange monsters around Rosalin, and their average strength was almost above the manifestation of the elements.
But even so, he still saw a cluster of crystals lifting a sickle-like claw towards him.
The future star of Madara closed his eyes subconsciously, and was almost thinking about how he should minimize the damage. He didn't expect that he could avoid it. The opponent moved much faster than him.
And at this moment, he felt the spear in his hand responded with a solid touch.
"Stab!"
The spear seemed to have been inserted into the tofu, unhindered, lifted the crystalline armor on the surface of the crystal cluster and inserted it directly into it. The monster screamed and swept a paw at him.
Instalong's eyes widened, watching the claw hit his chest heavily, then twisted, deformed, shattered, and turned into countless scattered crystal fragments, flying out in a whirlpool.
"this… "
"Conflict aura!" Frank said in a low voice, "For such a high-ranking conflict aura, your lord is a Templar master!"
Instalong was stunned, so he rushed straight forward, thinking in his heart: Isn't he a sword master
Brando and his knight were like a hammer, smashing heavily into the purple ocean, and all the crystal clusters that dared to stop them turned into dust in the first time.
The knights who were originally on the side of the truth, coupled with the cavalry preparation, encouragement and the blessing of the conflict halo, have turned into an unstoppable blade at this moment, cutting a path from the swarming crystal clusters.
"Medissa!" Brando suddenly reined in his horse, turned around, facing the crystal cluster army that was coming towards them, he stretched out the holy sword Odyssey and swept forward, a golden strip of gold Jian Guang flew forward.
The golden line stretched to the battlefield hundreds of feet long in an instant. Wherever it passed, the crystal clusters cut off one after another, and passed seven or eight layers backwards. The crystal clusters in front were a bit shorter, as if The sickle swept across the stubble.
Medissa understood her heart. She understood that Lord Lord was buying time for herself. She pointed her spear into the sky and shouted, "Heavenly armed forces!"
Thousands of silver threads fell from the sky.
Each path is connected to a cluster of crystals on the ground.
Medissa swiped the spear from top to bottom.
Countless beams of light fell from the clouds along this silver line, and flames burned in from above the head. Those crystal clusters had no resistance at all, and they had already turned into fly ash.
The front was suddenly empty.
The undead lords have long been dumbfounded, Fa Enzan? When did they get here? But the low-level lords were in a daze, and the high-level lords above did not delay any time, because this sudden cavalry cut into the gap between the undead of Madara and the army of crystal clusters, and immediately made the opponent's offensive. One meal.
As a result, the flanks of at least three legions were liberated. The Supreme, who was holding a mercury rod, decisively issued an order, and she pointed forward with the rod in her hand:
"Cooperate with them, attack!"
"But we need bone dragons, more bone dragons, Your Majesty!"
"Then find out."
"Baixas it..."
"Don't tell me the reason. I only want the answer. If you can't do it, I will let someone who can do it replace you."
She replied coldly.
A few minutes later, tens of thousands of bone vultures flew up from Madara’s position. They were not inferior to the power of the crystal cluster army to cover the sky in the sky, but unfortunately they were too small for the threat of crystal clusters. As soon as it was up to the sky, it already fell like rain.
No one knows that the air force of the undead will not be able to support it for long.
Brando stopped suddenly.
"There are magical fluctuations." Bai Wu whispered on his shoulders.
"What it is?"
Someone is screaming.
Brando looked up.
In mid-air, Leviathan was turning back. It had suffered a slight injury before, but this was not worth mentioning for its huge body. It uttered a scream that penetrated the sky above the clouds, countless crystal clusters. As if they were ordered, they dived down in midair-their offensive was very simple, they fell directly into the camp of the undead like a torrential rain, and in a blink of an eye, the front of a legion was torn apart.
But it wasn't this that really made him look dignified.
And above the clouds, a dense black spot suddenly appeared.
They staggered past the army of crystal clusters, and came to the battlefield in no time.
Leaving a distance of more than ten miles, Brando saw the true colors of these black spots at a glance—
Standing behind the Most High, Isaac put down the single-scope telescope in his hand with a solemn expression. He quietly grasped the brass shell of this magic device and his hands were a little pale-unlike the other undeads present, he was a human being. , Is a necromancer with a high status in the Dead Moon Empire.
But unlike those liches who yearn for immortality, human necromancers always have all the weaknesses of their kind.
Weak, timid, greedy for life and fear of death, and greedy for power, it seems that they should not be worth mentioning in this efficient empire, but in fact it is these people who have supported the transformation of the undead.
He is on this battlefield just to observe with his own eyes how the new alchemy improves the new undead.
The experiment went well—
But at this moment, Isaac didn't feel the slightest gratitude in his heart.
"It's a nightmare..." His voice was a little distorted.