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I don't know when Ron woke up. He felt that he had recovered some consciousness. He opened his eyes and straightened out from the bed with a sound of "wheels".

Ron is in a tent like place. The tent is black, and the light inside the tent is dimmed. But it's hard to fail Ron. As a necromancer, he is a night vision animal.

Ron is quietly looking around the tent. The equipment in the tent is very simple. Except for the quilt covered on his body and the short table beside him, the whole tent is empty. Oh Just a glass of water on the table.

Ron reached out and gently grasped the tent bracket and slowly stood up. At this time, his eyes were frozen. He saw the bracket he touched. The texture clearly came from the skeleton.

At this time, Ron looked up slightly and saw a ferocious skull. The black eyes of the skull were facing him, and his open mouth seemed to be laughing.

If ordinary people saw skeletons in such a place, they would be scared half to death directly. But Ron was different. He was very kind to see skeletons.

Ron gently stroked the skull and looked around him, wondering, "what's this place?"

Just when Ron couldn't understand, suddenly there was a noise outside, followed by "boom..." When the earth made a loud noise, it produced a strong vibration.

"What's the matter?" Ron was so scared that he could hardly stand.

At this time, the curtain of the tent was suddenly opened, and a figure rushed in.

He was a young man in his twenties, dressed in a black robe and embroidered with a skull on his chest. He looked like a necromancer with a white bone staff in his hand.

As soon as the young man in black saw Ron, his eyes brightened and he said, "Sylar, you are finally awake. Come with me soon. The commander is angry!"

"Sylar?" Father-in-law Ron is confused. Isn't his name Ron? How did you change your name to Sylar?

"I My name is Ron, not Sylar. Who are you? " Said Ron, eating.

"Ron?" The young man in black touched Ron's forehead and said with tears and smiles, "Sylar, aren't you brain damaged by those guys? I forgot my name, and you don't even recognize me? "

"Ah..."

Ron was surprised and thought what was the matter. Before he asked, the young man in black robe was already urging him. He couldn't help but walk out of the tent with the young man in black robe.

Outside the tent, there was a mess everywhere, as if it had experienced countless wars. The air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke. From time to time, I saw one or two bodies in black.

The young man in black took Ron's hand and shuttled around the ruins of the city wall. Then Ron knew that the guy's name was nice.

"Nice, where are you taking me? And what's this place? " Ron finally asked after being pulled away by the young man in black.

"Ah, it seems that you've really been hit in the head. I'm going to take you to see the commander and reorganize our resistance. Alas To be honest, we don't have much resistance I hope you can keep some strength! " Nice said to him in a hurry as she walked.

Ron didn't quite understand, but he also knew his general situation.

I don't know why my soul is attached to a guy named Sylar. This guy is also a necromancer. It seems that he is a senior level strength. He doesn't know what strength it is. It seems that he is better than him.

But why?

Ron was puzzled.

Nicara took Ron all the way to the city, only to see a large area of dense skeletons standing on the city It's all skeleton magicians. Among them, there are more than ten black figures standing. They see nice and Ron running by, and their eyes are sweeping.

"Colonel little, I've brought Sylar!" Nice walked up to the regimental leader, little, and gasped, "he just woke up!"

The leader of little was a thin middle-aged man with chestnut hair, pale face and Eagle like eyes.

Little frowned at Ron. "Sylar, you're finally here. I thought you pissed your pants!"

A word made other necromancers laugh.

"Why, those bastards have already attacked?" Nice surprised, looked around and asked.

"It should be fast. I have bad news from the front!" Leader little frowned and said he took a look at Ron. "But Sylar, I don't think you need to come any more at night!"

"I'm sorry!" Ron's mouth moved for a long time. Finally, he said something. He knew that these people were waiting for him.

"Oh?" Little was a little surprised. He looked at Ron carefully up and down. He didn't find anything wrong. He nodded, "get ready to fight!"

"Yes!" Nice and Ron answered in unison.A yellow fire group passed in the air, which was the trace of magic gun in the air. The sound of killing in the distance shook the sky, and there was a bloody smell in the air.

This is the battlefield! See human life as the battlefield!

Ron then knew that those necromancers were actually a part of a powerful necromancer group. The whole group was made up of necromancers, and little was the head of the group. His strength was the great necromancer mentor.

This group of necromancers has been fighting in the front line. Due to the severity of the war, after several wars, the group of necromancers has been defeated and maimed. There are only 20 necromancers left in the group of more than 100 people, including Ron, who are the last strength of the whole group.

They were ordered to rest in the city and stand by at any time, but now the war situation is critical, and the necromancer group, who has won the honor of hero, has been sent out again.

"Be careful, they are rushing up!" Nice pointed down and exclaimed.

Ron looked in the direction of Nissi. Not far from their feet, a large number of swordsmen and Paladins in white armor suddenly appeared. They were dressed in heavy armor. The white armor had been broken and stained with blood. It seemed that they had experienced more than one war.

These people are hundreds of meters away from them. Before they arrive, the fierce murderous spirit has come to their faces. They are roaring, holding up their weapons, and the sharp long sword is shining in the hot sun.

At this time, Ron's eyes suddenly solidified, because he saw a person in front of the shield, familiar with the logo can no longer be familiar.

It was a cross, on which was engraved an angel who wanted to fly.

"Holy See!"

Ron's blood rushed to his face, and in a moment, his heart was full of killing!

No mistake. They are the Holy See, Ron's sworn enemy.

When the enemy attacked, little frowned. Compared with other people, he was much calmer as a commander. He took out a red bone stick from nowhere, looked around the rest of the people, and his eyes flashed a trace of sadness. He took a deep breath and said aloud.

"Everyone, first of all, I want to tell you the sad news. When the enemy comes here, it means that the front line has been lost, and behind us The last bastion of our scourge Church Dark city, ha ha, you said Can we get these guys into town? "

"No! No! "

More than 20 necromancers roared loudly. Their thin bodies waved bone sticks. Nice's eyes were red. Because his brother, a handsome death knight, had died in the front line. He was full of hatred for the Holy Holy See.

Ron stood in a daze, opened his mouth wide, and his mind was blank. Then he knew that he was now in the battlefield of the disaster church 100000 years ago, attached to a small necromancer, and behind them was the main city of the disaster church 100000 years ago Dark city, now it's the last moment.

This! What's the matter?

Little glanced at the rest of his subordinates, nodded faintly, and smiled. "Although the scourge church suffered such a disaster, we can never give up hope. As far as I know, elder Mesto has started the spirit gathering array left by the Lich King in the dark city, pouring all the strength into the Lord and the Lord In sarimos, sarimos is a genius. He is young and has reached the high level of holy land. Now he wants to advance to the realm of Holy Land As long as there is a necromancer in the scourge church, all the difficulties we face will be reversed... "

"Master of the dead!"

Little's words stirred up all the fighting, even Ron.

"Commander little, tell us what we should do." A necromancer shouted.

"Very simple! The elder of Mostar has ordered to defend the dark city and buy time for the young master of sarimos... " Little looked around and suddenly raised his voice, "maybe we will all die, maybe we will not see our relatives again, but I will never allow little Anyone step back! "

As he spoke, little's face was full of murderous air.

"Kill those bastards!"

"Defend the dark city to the death!"

All the Necromancers shouted one after another, and their eyes became red. Hatred was gnawing at their hearts. Almost all the relatives died in the hands of the Holy See.

"Go ahead, let the scum of the Holy See taste the power of our Necromancers. As the strongest profession of the scourge church, we necromancers will never eat dry food. Even if we die, we will fight to the last minute!"

"Listen to the order of the Ritter necromancer group! For the glory of the scourge Church Attack! "

At Little's command, all the Necromancers immediately launched an attack.

The sound of killing shook the heaven and the earth, and saw countless skeleton soldiers, skeleton brave men and skeleton magicians scrambling out of the ground. They had simple weapons in their hands, and there was a faint green light in their dark eyes.By this time, the Holy See's troops had rushed to the rear and engaged the skeleton soldiers in front.

The Necromancers in the back were not idle either. One by one, the necromancers, such as bone spears, bone spurs and death tangles, bombarded their enemies one by one, and launched a thrilling bloody battle.

The final battle of the dark city finally kicked off.

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