Chapter 494

The northernmost part of the icecap glacier is the glacier zone between the towering storm cliff and the icecap glacier. It was once a part of the battle of the Dragon 10000 years ago. It was here that the spouse of the king of Blue Dragon marigos, the most powerful Queen of blue dragon, hindagoosa, died alone with resentment against the wings of death and her husband.

After the dark energy of ner'ozu covers this place, the glacier named "the landing of Cinda gousa meteorite" has become one of the most important military sources of the natural disaster Corps. The curse believers belonging to the curse cult are scattered on this ice field, constantly searching for the bones of the dead dragon for their evil Masters.

However, after the natural disaster moved into the dragon's real bone buried field, the importance of this place was greatly reduced, but there were still many dead souls here.

This glacier has been regarded as the real rear of the dark kingdom of Alsace. Further north of it, there is the endless frozen North Sea, where, in addition to the perennial stormy waves, there are only traces of dangerous sea monsters.

Moreover, just to the west of this desolate glacier and at the junction of the spreading barren mountains, there is a dark Acropolis, the gate of desert, which is Alsace's surveillance tower on the northeast side of the icecap glacier and one of the four Acropolis connecting the gate of icecap fortress.

At the beginning of the battle of the shadow dome, when Darien and Renault, the two brothers who love and kill each other, fight each other for bayonets, at the door of oddosa desolation, the battle started almost at the same time, is also going on.

The shield in delanos's hand mercilessly hit the disgusting face in front of him. The blue axe in the other hand of the orc cut a shocking wound on the disgusting neck, chest and body in front of him. Garrush, standing behind him, holding the blood roar, put on an ax, cut the disgusting head to pieces, and finally put on another foot, The giant was completely kicked off the edge of the steel platform of Odessa.

The orc soldiers laugh wildly and block the shield in front. The bone arrows shot by the skeleton archers from the distance hit the solid shield. Drannos blocks the shield in front of his body. With his legs strong, he launched a frenzied charge again and ran against the skeleton archers.

The shield in his hand is a very classic shield, which is covered with sharp curved spines. On the surface, it looks like an iron plate nailed with the teeth of a monster, and it looks like a sharp crown. In the center of the shield, there is a blue diamond gem, under which there are two overlapping armor pieces, which looks like the tail of a monster.

The edge of the shield is uneven, but it is full of a certain sense of strength. The same is true of the axe in his left hand. A small diamond gem is inlaid on the top of the blade of the single handed axe, with a brilliant blue color. The blade of the axe is also a crisscrossing metal blade. Holding it in his hand, the balance is absolutely perfect.

It's not an ordinary weapon. It's the last of the three artifact of the warrior. It's a special form of the artifact of the earth Guardian held by the defensive warrior. It's said that only those who are the toughest and will not give up in a desperate situation can win the recognition of this weapon.

Delanos has done it. He has won the recognition of this arrogant weapon. Now, he needs to prove himself on the battlefield.

Delanos fit into the elite skeleton shooters who attacked with bone bow and arrow. Garrush took advantage of the opportunity that the attackers were dispersed. With the help of Jolin's dead eye, he swayed his body, grabbed the chain hanging from the edge of the third layer, that is, the top layer, and quickly climbed up, The elite around him are using various methods to help him cover, to prevent the undead from attacking him.

In fact, it's not just Odessa. The magic node arrays of the four dark Acropolis are all arranged at the highest level, so these Raiders must find a way to rush to the top and extinguish the array within a limited time under the obstruction of the undead. Every second, countless magic light groups and white bone arrows explode around garrush, But none of this will stop the ORC.

More than anyone else, he knows the meaning and glory on his shoulders. Behind him, his comrades are fighting for more than a shameful defeat! The blood of those who died in the war and their will inspired him and made his blood boil.

"Get out of here! Get out of the way

"Bang"

Galush grasped the plain at the edge of the chain with one hand, waved his axe with the other hand, cut the incoming stone ghost in half, turned his body over, bravely withstood the attack of three death knights, turned over and jumped onto the third platform.

"Ha ha, welcome your coming doomsday

The sound of the collision between the Tomahawk and the rune weapon is constantly ringing, and the following more than a dozen flexible guys are constantly climbing up the chain. When magic and blood are about to cover the cold place, they are about to approach the final target.

Under the battlefield where the soldiers and the undead fight fiercely, in the hall of Odessa, young people from all over the world are struggling to stop the undead monsters pouring in from all directions. In the past half a month, everyone has a clear understanding of their mission, not to annihilate, not to defeat, just to raid!

As long as you turn off the magic node array, it means you can retreat!

So now they just need to defend and wait for the good news from the top guys.

The hundreds of ice breakers selected at the beginning were divided into three parts, namely, attacking the shadow dome, the Acropolis of Odessa and modreza, and the last acropolis of copreza. They didn't need to pay attention to them.

However, even after three points, the strength of each Acropolis was limited. In fact, if not for the long-standing celebrities, these young people alone would not be able to break the dark acropolis of Alsace.

Prager, the leader of the dark world, is one of the leaders of the Odyssey. Further away, elite knights from the silver hand are constantly encircling the front lines of the undead from the rear to relieve the pressure on the front line. The holy light and shadow rise in the same battlefield, as if they had never appeared in the story.

But at this moment, the previous evil and hatred are meaningless. They are all contributing to a great victory.

Soldier to soldier, general to general, as the most powerful boss, he is also facing the most dangerous opponent.

Prager is still wearing his funny orange cowboy hat and Sorcerer's robe. He stands in the middle of the dark hall of Odessa, waving his palms with blazing sulfur fire, twisting his shape in the air. Under the will of the sorcerer, he rushes to the opposite human sorcerer in black robe.

That guy is obviously not the undead, but he acts with the undead. Obviously, this is the curse of the sect.

Even in the face of such a powerful warlock as Prag, the human warlock did not choose to escape, but fought head-on, as if guarding something extremely precious. In the face of six different tracks of burning sulfur fire in the air, and the head size corrosive shadow arrow, he did not dodge and let the thing hit his dark green magic shield, causing a series of dangerous ripples.

This guy as like as two peas, who plays the same magic trick, whenever he plays the magic.

Prager's face is serious, not only because the opponent is difficult, but also because this guy is his acquaintance. At least a few years ago, they met in the black iron bar, and they could drink together.

"Look at you, orumas, look at you... You should have been a warlock with a great future..."

Prager's hat brim was so low that people could not see his expression, but from the dwarf's voice with a trace of regret, we could see his attitude towards the silent human Warlock,

"But you kneel down in the dark. Maybe we were not friends, but at least we were not hostile. Let's get out of the way! Orumas, and get out of here, I can think I haven't seen you! "

The battlefield of Prag and the promoted orumas is full of thick darkness and evil energy. As long as people have a little brain, they will not be willing to come near here. Those mindless walking corpses and ghouls will be torn to pieces by the huge green energy at the moment of approaching.

No one can hear the conversation between the two people in this infernal flame. In the face of Prager, the leader of the curse sect of Odessa, and the promoter orumas, who is trying to persuade while attacking, he finally spoke after a few minutes of silence. His voice is strange, not sharp, but full of a sense of mutilation, just like a serious injury on his vocal cord.

"Not all roads can be turned back... Prag, for your sake, let's go! You won't be Alsace's opponent... You don't know who you're facing... "

"Don't say these meaningless words, orumas. You sound like a madman now!"

Prag's left little finger moved slightly, and the three curses almost hit the human warlock in front of him in any order. But the next moment, the light of the curse dissipated a lot, and even was on the verge of breaking. This scene made Prag's eyes narrow. A moment later, he cursed a little,

"Asshole! You have taken the initiative to transform yourself... You are a real monster now! "

"I said, not all roads can turn back! Not everyone is as lucky as you! You and the sickles are just lucky people sheltered by big people, but I don't have to fail! "

Orumas's mood also became irritable. The magic energy and death energy around him began to expand rapidly. The shadow arrow, which was at least three times more powerful than before, roared towards the place where Prag was. But just before it hit the dwarf warlock, the dark green array appeared at Prag's feet. His figure disappeared in the same place and reappeared, He's standing in a dead corner behind orumas.

This scene is completely beyond the expectation of human warlocks, because under the power of Alsace, no one can use teleportation. Unfortunately, the secret knowledge obtained from karazan enables Prager to master the secrets that ordinary warlocks can't see. Long distance teleportation is still unavailable, but this kind of position conversion with the help of magic array can be realized.

Knowledge is power! Especially in this life and death situation.

The dwarf's left hand is a claw, and the filthy evil energy condenses in his palm. When orumas just turns around, the condensed evil energy seed is thrown on his magic shield by Prag. This magic is very strange. The magic shield of human Warlock can't stop the energy at all, and can only let it go deep into his body.

Orumas realized that something was wrong, but the next moment, with the touch of the dwarf's left finger, a violent explosion appeared in his abdomen.

"Bang"

Filthy energy penetrated his body at this moment, leaving a bloody scar on his abdomen. Almost at the same time, a 4-meter-tall, slender and evil elder with six arms and six sharp blades, wearing gorgeous armor, broke through the air and appeared next to the defenseless orumas, Then there was the dark green blade storm, which completely involved the Warlock's old friends.

After losing the magic shield and counterattack power, a caster is not much better than an ordinary person.

The burst of energy shock almost completely emptied the dead around the battlefield. Even the solid ground was eroded into an uneven pit by this blow. When the dark green blade storm stopped and the dirty energy dissipated, Prager waved his hand, and the blade demon disappeared in the air. He leaned on his cane to approach his old friend, He looked at orumas lying in the pit, with fatal wounds all over his body, dying. The dwarf warlock shook his head.

"Look, that's why I fought against Alsace... People like you and me never talk about justice, just because I can get more by doing so."

Prag raised his head. He saw that all the runic arrays emitting death energy in the whole hall of Odessa were completely extinguished at this moment, as if suffering from some kind of fault. Then he heard the cheers of the soldiers behind him. He knew that the top soldiers sent out had completed their tasks, and the magic node of Odessa had been closed!

"Go ahead, your last words."

Prager looked at his old friend, who, with only one breath left, grinned at him,

"A message... A promise!"

"Deal!"

"Cough... Go back... Prager, don't fight Alsace in Icecrown fortress... Frostmourning and soul melting pot... Every soul is... A wisp of strength... As many people as he killed... There is as much strength... To destroy... Melting pot! Weaken... Weaken him! "

"And... Bring my ashes back... Back to lakeside town... I don't want to die... I don't want to die thousands of miles away... Thanks... Thanks."