Chapter 647

Blue sky, clear rainbow miles.

The warm and bright sun shines through the clouds on lakstark fortress, but when it passes through the dark gray walls and towers, it reflects a cold breath.

Looking closely, the eyes are full of fully armed soldiers of the Knox Corps. They stand at the key position of the city wall and silently guard the fortress behind them.

A little Kung Fu.

Suddenly, the wind and cloud over the fortress changed color, like an angry urchin. The bright sun disappeared, and the clear sky gradually sank and was replaced by heavy gray and black.

The bone chilling wind blew over the towering black main castle, and playfully whirled around the high platform, rolling up waves of wind and waves.

At the top of the high platform, modrian, wearing light clothes, looked at the northwest like a stone sculpture.

Looking at his eyes, it was a little dark and dull. There was a dark green light suddenly. It seemed that something inexplicable was attracting his attention and distracting his thoughts.

In the depths of consciousness, in the hero alliance system, countless dark green data streams brush the system panel like a waterfall, fill the field of vision, and occasionally mix some red and eye-catching information, which is as beautiful as blood.

Modrian has no time to watch carefully. Almost every second, new information will appear in the upper left corner of the system panel, intertwined, melted and flashing.

With the spiritual consciousness of the high-level legend, he forcibly observed that most of these information came from Fort fosbairo, including the news of the deaths of countless noxas Legion soldiers, as well as the prompt information of victory points given by the killing jackal soldier and lizard warrior system.

What attracted his most attention was the scarlet and eye-catching news of Katrina and Edgar killing the legendary strong lizard man, which was repeated four times in a row, like bloody and real fierce fighting pictures laid out in front of him, and clearly told him

The war at Fort fosbairo has entered a decisive stage.

"Did ash inform you?"

His mind moved slightly. Modrian returned to his mind and asked aloud. His calm face could not see any emotion. It seemed that he was not worried about the plight of Valoran.

The dark shadow twisted, the robbery quietly appeared, still in the old posture, lowered his eyelids and stood behind modrian with his hands tied.

The scarlet color flashed through his pupils, and he whispered and replied, "it has been notified that wallibel should be on his way to the battlefield of forsborough fortress at about this time."

Indelible ray wallibel.

The old God of freldrod, a great existence that has lived for countless years, is the roar of thunder shrouding the cold and bitter land and the rolling thunder storm sweeping the snow wasteland.

Even in Ionia, the horrors of wallibel have been recorded in the secrets of many ancient sects.

"The will of thunder!"

Rob turned his body and looked at the increasingly gloomy weather. He seemed to see the flesh and blood mill of fosbairo fortress. His red eyes showed cold and cruel emotions.

Wally Bell's crown is not only the embodiment of thunder storm, but also represents desolation, destruction and supreme power.

Behlik kingdom!

Lizard temple!

The God of lizard man, Samuel Anya, and the two gods of the so-called blood temple!

They will definitely taste thunder.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, there was a strange smell in the shadow perception of the fortress, which attracted Rob's expression. Then he immediately turned sideways and looked at the periphery of the fortress. The gloomy sky was undergoing strange changes.

"Have you finally decided to do it?"

Modrian turned his eyes gently, looked at the strange smell suddenly emerging around the fortress, relaxed his frown, and a faint smile appeared on his white face.

He knew very well in his heart that the besieged situation in which Valoran was trapped was the result of the dark conspirators' planning in the dark.

Now, their goal has been achieved.

Whether it is the yellow sand plain, Fort fosbairo, the renwal mountains, or the abyss of original sin, the restless and chaotic situation has successfully attracted more than half of the high-end forces led by Valoran, making them weak and unable to return to lakstark fortress.

So up to now, the war is the most anxious period.

The dark hiders no longer hide, expose their sharp bloodthirsty tusks, and want to directly destroy the core of the Valoran collar - lakstark fortress, and even their demands are more than that.

[Ding... Temporary task release!]

[temporary task: emerging conspiracy, abyss evil god!]

[task time: 30 days]

[task reward: random hero card * 1]

[mission introduction: the dark wave swept through the Valoran collar, and the hidden ones behind revealed their identities one after another. It's time for you to wait for harvest.]

The cold system prompt sounded in his mind, and modrian listened and thought deeply.

This temporary task seems to have something to do with the previous [temporary task: sudden darkness, the brilliance of Valoran!], but it doesn't prevent him from completing it together.

"I'm curious about which abyss evil god planned Valoran so painstakingly and arranged such a huge battle!"

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Over lakstark fortress.

The clear sky has long disappeared, and heavy gray and black clouds cover the clouds and cover the world.

The bright and bright spring sun disappeared, and countless dark shadows poured out from unknown places, like a dark and deep water tank, clasping the huge and majestic fortress.

In the distance, only the magic lights hanging around the city wall and the magic crystal stone on the top of the mage tower emit a little yellow light, reflecting the gloomy and silent environment.

Woo woo! Woo woo! Woo woo!

The sharp cold wind sounded, and the dark gray fog was like a liberated imprisoned beast, rolling and surging madly, eager to turn over the world.

But for a moment, the sky was completely covered, and there was no light at all.

Instead, the rolling fog penetrated into a pale halo, rendering a creepy scene.

Looking carefully, the pale halo is like the huge skeleton wings of some creature. At the same time, it carries the power of destruction to destroy the lakstark fortress standing in the mountains.

"Lord of the skeleton abyss, jekalag!"

Modrian's pupils were constricted and his tone was very dignified.

In the countless heroic deeds and myths and legends spread on the continent of caladimos, the master of the skeletal abyss, jekalag, often appears as a deeply popular villain, and his strength is extremely terrible.

It is said that jekalag, the master of the skeleton abyss, is a chaotic evil god active at the bottom of the bottomless abyss, with a terrible record of fighting order gods.

Its skeleton body, which looks like a giant dragon, is helpless even for gods with medium divine power. Coupled with the name of evil gods called the abyss, we can fully see the terrorist strength of jekalag.

Definitely the most powerful enemy Valoran has ever encountered!

no

As soon as the idea came out, modrian immediately rejected the idea in his heart. In the diffuse shadow, there may be other great men with unknown strength.

Because the robbery has disappeared.

As the master of shadow flow, he is in charge of shadow tears again. No one in Valoran's leadership can control his affinity and control over the shadow.

At the top of the sky, the white bones and wings are folded.

The seemingly slow action is destroying everything along the way with a destructive attitude.

The tip of the bone wing rolled up two black storms connected to the sky and the earth and attacked the isolated lakstark fortress.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The runes engraved on the city wall flicker. A strong and thick magic protective light shield similar to an arc rises to guard around the fortress to prevent the sweeping of the black storm.

Unfortunately, the storm hit.

The solid magic protective mask is like fragile glass, making a harsh and sharp sound. Dense cobweb cracks appear on the surface of the mask, and the scattered magic energy is involved in the black storm, which adds a bit of prestige.

This is a defense means engraved to resist the legendary attack. It has played the greatest role in the attack of the gods, although it seems to be vulnerable.

Roar!

The Dragon roared, and jekalag, the master of the skeleton abyss, incited the white bone wings to overlook lakstark fortress. His dark eyes were full of the killing intention of red fruit.

After the black storm defeated the magic shield.

Under the command of his mind, he continued to rage, chopping the solid wall like a sword, cutting countless gravel and rolling in the sky, resulting in the sun extinction scene of flying sand and stones.

Click!

In the dark sky, a wisp of golden lightning suddenly appeared, shining brightly, and then penetrated the black storm at an incredible speed, leaving several wisps of light golden flames inside.

The fire rose against the wind.

In a moment, the pale gold flame showed a prairie fire, quickly burned up the dark fog supporting the storm inside, and disappeared two towering storms.

"Person, the reincarnator of the gods?!"

Jekalag, the master of the skeleton abyss, stared at the mortals walking out of the fortress, ignoring the slowly extinguished black storm below.

Panson, the God butcher.

The most powerful of Valoran's leaders cut off the part of Samuel Anya in the Great Plains of shattar.

Most importantly, in the secret plan, panson is the most powerful guy in the exposed surface of Valoran collar and the most noteworthy guy.

Compared with before, panson has not changed much. He is still the same, with a light gold closed helmet wrapped around his head and a shirtless upper body surrounded by a broken blue cloak.

Each hand holds a dark spear and shield. The ferocious style has an extreme sense of sharpness and a thick sense of firmness. It was once a weapon belonging to the War Star spirit.

If there is any unexpected change in panson, it is that the fatal scar from the left chest to the right abdomen seems to be healing, and the remaining scar is like an engraved Rune mark.

"To die at my feet is a gift from God!"

Panson looked calm, his spear and shield intertwined in front of him, his legs bent slightly and trampled heavily on the ground.

The next moment!

The solid bluestone is broken and the dust rises

Pan Sen turned into a golden tracking missile and shot straight into the sky. The shield in his hand stood up and guarded the key position. The spear pointed to the huge figure of the skeleton dragon, and the cold light of the sharp blade was reflected in the indifferent pupil.

"What a arrogant fellow!"

Jekalag's eyes were gloomy, and his gray power was surging, revealing the smell of evil.

[dragon language · bone restlessness]!

The shadow and fog surged in front of him, intertwined with a purgatory abyss. Thousands of white bone Qiu dragons opened their teeth and claws and rushed frantically towards pansen. Their sharp fangs and sharp wings cut through the space barrier.

As an evil god with medium divine power, although jekalag did not gather the power of belief, he was a polymer of divine power and divinity, with a stronger body than the God of order and more aggressive evil divine power.

[God bless charge]!

Without fear, pan Sen held up his pale gold shield to block the attack of thousands of white bone dragons in front. The dull impact sound sounded frequently, just like a stirring piano song.

At the same time, he marched forward with firm steps. The sharp spear in his hand would penetrate the key position of the white bone Qiulong at the most appropriate time and kill any obstacles in front of him.

For a moment, the shadow sky lit pale gold fireworks, like a fire of hope in the dark, like a lighthouse guiding ships, bringing only light.

Jekalag's offensive continued, and the gray halo and lingering shadow fog kept trying to put out the burning flame, but it had little effect.

"It seems that Samuel Anya's warning is reasonable."

Gazing at the person in the offensive wave, jekalag recalled the warning words of the lizard God Samuel Anya, and his pupils gradually turned red.

The chaotic abyss invasion led to the extremely weak barrier of the main material plane, which enabled the order gods and abyss evil gods to attract their own forces.

This is why they dare to haunt the main physical plane.

Since the birth of the gods in kaladimos, there have been many great beings falling on the main material plane, and even the high Lord gods fell asleep.

In order to compete for faith, improve their own clergy and strengthen their power, the gods will inevitably fall into the secular world, compete for their own interests and set off war and destruction.

After careful calculation, there are not a few fallen gods. They fell into the world and became the stepping stone of the new gods, casting the glory of the new gods.

Hoo!

The dull breathing sound was like thunder. Jekalag stirred the wings of the bones, opened the huge mouth of the bones, and aimed at the spatial position of panson.

Countless shadows and mists gather in the mouth. In the center is a flickering flame, which belongs to the divine fire in the skeleton priest, and it is also his original strength.

[dragon language · inflammation of bones]!

The surging gray white flame puffed out of jekalag's mouth and instantly ignited the shadow sky. The white bone Qiulong twisting its body kept soaring, becoming the nutrient of the flame like a moth to the fire and aggravating the flame combustion.

Boom!

The gray flame enveloped the flood, covered the heaven and earth, and wrapped pansen's figure.

In an instant, a white halo appeared in the shadow covered sky, like a gray sun hanging high in the sky corner, scattering demonic and strange light.

It seems that everything is over

[shield leap attack]!

In the center of the gray flame, panson stepped on the void and jumped high.

The dim shield blooms a bright pale golden light, and constructs a Holy Shield engraved with countless runes to resist the attack of fire.

Then panson stepped on the flame, clenched his spear and stabbed the huge body of jekalag, the Lord of the skeletal abyss.

Click! Click! Click!

The power of all nature holds the weapon that once belonged to the War Star spirit, and blooms the power that frightens the gods.

The gun blade with golden light pierced the skeleton defense, boldly defeated the closed endless white bones, leaving more and more ferocious scars. A little thick white liquid flowed along the broken position of the skeleton, burning the air and sending out a charming fragrance.

The seemingly primitive spear is not impressive, but it once cut off the arm of dark born sword demon yatox, and its sharpness is beyond doubt.

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On the high platform of the main castle, if modrian who is watching the war feels it, the shadow and fog around him will change slightly, giving rise to an inexplicable sense of depression.

Immediately, he took out the halberd of Atama from the blank ring and placed it horizontally on his chest. In the lining, he could vaguely see the rune brilliance of the thorn vest.

Just completed the change of combat posture.

The shadow fog in front of modrian changed suddenly, like someone stirring the shadow space, and the noisy and chaotic voice startled the air.

"Well... Your followers are good. They can touch the power of the gods in the legendary realm."

The low hoarse voice sounded suddenly, and the tone was very relaxed, as if saying an ordinary thing, but the exposed information made modrian's heart heavy.