Vol 6 Chapter 67

The black moon fell, the golden rain, the storm, the elemental vision, the collapse of the tiamat law, the escape of the indigenous people of the shallow seas, and the endless darkness.

The night was doomed to be calm.

In the countryside of the Golan-Elson generation, the mountain people ran out of their houses and looked up at the stars. After the golden rain fell, the shadow enveloped the forest. Only the witches and the prophets were crazy in the darkness. The roar, the barking of dogs, and the running of animals in the woods came from far and near.

But the eyes in the dark were exceptionally bright, reflecting the silver line across the sky.

"Look, this suffering is pervasive ..."

"Master Martha, when will it end?"

The mountain wind took away the ancient ballads of the mountain people.

The monster army gathers in the pine mountains, which are common wolves outside the border of the Eruin civilization. They are led by a silver-haired strong female wolf to the Silman region, and are formed dozens of miles away. A thick black carpet.

The howls of wolf were one after another, like the trombone of a legion.

Two young men lying on the high ground near the side of the Chablis Mountains are staring at this scene. The sound of hundreds of thousands of black wolves running on the ground is rolling thunder through the clouds, a few miles away You can hear it clearly. Two people crouched in the bushes, they didn't dare to move, even the atmosphere didn't dare to take another sip. This place was the death place of the blood stick of the day. It sternly called the cursed banshee king before dying Alvette, taking a poisonous oath, its soul will wander until the moment of the day of doom. Wait till the end with the latter.

Then an arrow shot into its skull and divided its soul fire into two. It fell from the horse right away and fell between the grass.

Two young men witnessed this happening with their own eyes, and they felt the cold eyes of the blood stick at this moment seem to be watching themselves behind them. The curse of that day was fulfilled. The day of the death of the undead is the moment when the world is destroyed. Any word that describes it cannot obviously be more appropriate than the current scene.

Both young men belonged to Corvin. Corvin was named Baron Silman by Princess Griffin after taking refuge in Brando. The land was in Silman, but here are currently Eruin and Madara. On the front line of confrontation, Brando left Cowen a ring in the ring of trade winds, while the latter left only a small army here.

An army monitoring the movement of the undead.

They belong to the scouts in this army. Recently, Madara's bones and skeletons are about to move. Investigations have become more frequent, and there are several dark whistle in the valley, they are just one of them. But they knew that their colleagues might not have gone there, maybe someone had already run away.

They didn't want to run, but they were so frightened that their legs were soft.

In the valley directly opposite the highlands, in addition to the dark whistle, an army of undead is stationed. The leading undead lords are the dead lord Roffman and the war lord Redeos. The latter is the Four Knights of Apocalypse familiar to Brando. Among the red knights.

Slightly different from the one-eyed Dragon Tagus and Instaron combination that Brando had previously guessed

Information on Silman's local mercenaries has long been clear. On the same day, Brando played an important role in the rotting knight, the rotten knight, in the tomb of Sir Lawson. It was difficult for ordinary people to figure out the establishment of the undead and the lords represented by different flags. Rott and Brando are different. They passed most of the information to Andy Tina and Freya during the Port of Fattan.

Although Brando hated Madara, he did not discriminate against them. The decaying knight, Croat, was originally a sectarian in Madara. He did not want to see the unity of the kingdom of the dead moon. In fact, he wanted to go back to the past. In that lawless life, Brando promised to give it a piece of land in the Black Forest so that he could dominate his own destiny, and the latter became a leading party completely without discipline. Do his best to work for Alluin.

The two youngsters didn't know it, but the undead who was opposite had already discovered them.

Radioos woke up from the 'dormant' state several times this night. The dormancy of the undead is a sacred thing for them. Although they do not need to rest, dormancy can temporarily calm them away from them. Immortal pain and suffering.

Many undeads see eternal sleep in the coffin as a sublime and sacred ritual, but the Temple of the Dead Moon has strict rewards for the dormant ritual. Strictly speaking, few people except high-level undead can have the power of dormancy.

Redeos became a dark nobleman after the first Black Rose war. He was rewarded by the temple for his credit for his battle in Ridenburg. Although he was not personally applauded by the Most High, he was considered a This kind of supreme honor.

The Death Moon Temple is different from other temples on the mainland. The priests wearing acolyte robes are not fake to everyone, and they are human beings, and they are rare non-undead in the country of the Death Moon. Dark aristocracy.

Leidios stepped out of his bones camp, and the low-level undead outside turned his eyes and turned his eyes on him. The red knight wore a black armor with a black rose on his chest. , A cross, the knight's command sword hangs around his waist, except that his pale skin is covered with corpses, he looks no different from a human knight.

I do n’t know when it ’s raining in the sky, cumulonimbus clouds drifting from the sea in Tonigel, together with the tide of the millennium, through the corridors of Jean-Dénell and Tossancade for all three regions Bring the last rain of autumn twilight.

Redeos watched the wolves running in the valley. The ground vibrations have been transmitted far from here. Even in the rain, the debris on the rocks is beating wildly, the trees are shaking, and the leaves are shaking. Drops of water.

However, there was no fear in Redeos' hearts. The undead themselves did not know the fear. Although the higher-level undead knew how to save themselves, their actions were dominated by reason rather than feelings. This is the fragile people of the dead moon. The biggest advantage of beings.

He looked at the black carpet that was engulfing the valley, without even staring at it for a moment, then turned back and glanced over the valley again.

The sky was dark and dull, the loneliest moment before dawn.

"lets go."

He gave an order.

Without the voice of opposition and inquiries, the undead acted consciously, like a silent whole, or a awakened beast. In the darkness, a group of lights representing the soul's fire soon lit up.

In just a few minutes, the entire huge camp came alive, a state that even the most trained human army could never reach.

From the beginning to the end, Redeos did not look back at the river valley again.

The two young men lying in the grass suddenly felt a hint of alertness. One of them turned back subconsciously, only to hear a whistle, and a bone suddenly appeared on his neck. His eyes widened and his mouth wide, he tried to scratch his throat in vain, but unfortunately he did not have a full syllable before he fell on his back.

In his final vision, he saw a corpse witch holding a bone stick standing in the distant jungle.

However, unlike the ordinary corpse witch, this corpse witch is wearing heavy armor, holding a shield in his left hand, and a bone stick in his right hand that is less than one elbow long. It does not have a helmet and face armor, and the bare skull is exposed from the breastplate. , With two dots of fluorescent phosphorescence in the eye sockets.

This corpse witch didn't bring any skeleton warrior as his subordinate, it looked like a lone man. A thick black book with silver-edged border was hung on the waist with an iron chain. The rain rolled down from the pages, but it couldn't penetrate. It does nothing.

If Brando were here, he would be exclaimed when he saw this: Death Knight!

The unique armored mages of the undead, there is no semicolon in this family in the slate war. Although they are not as flexible as the real black magician, they are compatible with the mass-producable characteristics of the corpses so that they can fight in the war. China has become extremely threatening.

And these death knights are not only weak wizards. In fact, they have the same gold-level strength in melee. It can be said that the magic and martial arts are both difficult to deal with. After the undead possessed them, the history that could only be used as scouts by cowardly skeleton knights, ghosts and bone scabs is gone. Death knights often destroy the entire team alone when confronting scouts of other races. Scouts have since not only possessed pervasive investigative methods, but also the ability to shield the battlefield.

The death knight is one of Tamar's proud masterpieces, but nowadays Madara no longer has the master of alchemists, but they still get their most ideal arms in the Second Black Rose War.

The corrective force of history at this moment seems thick and irresistible.

The young man with a bone in his throat convulsed twice, reaching out his hand as if trying to catch the air, but eventually caught only a few drops of rain.

Then he lost his vitality.

His companion was already stunned, and he hadn't thought of why they would be found, but the instinct of survival made him run away, but he hadn't run a few steps yet, and the second bone had shouted and chased after him. On the back, his body was a slight meal, staggered and ran forward a few steps in the rain curtain, then fell down.

The death knight finally took a closer look at the two bodies with phosphorescent eyes before retracting the staff and leaving again.

At the same time, such scenes are repeatedly played in this valley.

But few people know.

The wolves, including a few miles away, were also unaware of this fight on a rainy night. Their targets were only the lights of civilization in the Silman Valley, and the dark tide was surging on the ground. Far away.

…… (To be continued.)