C854

"Roar --"

under the guidance of the Lich King Ron, the dead are crazy. They go on and on, fearless of death. Countless dead bodies pave a blood path, but that's it. The dead are still fighting for death.

There is no strong body, no strong power, no gorgeous magic, they only have a strong spiritual will, and the immortal soul.

What's the matter? What happened to these undead?

Although the orcs are brave, they still can't bear to face these crazy undead. The undead in front of them has completely subverted their cognition.

People 's fear comes from ignorance. Without realizing it, the pride on the orc' s face is gradually replaced by fear.

The battle began to show a glued state, and the orc's offensive gradually slowed down. As more and more dead people poured out, the battle balance began to tilt to the shadow bandit group.

"The Lich King, he is really the Lich King..."

Gloria looked at the scene quietly and cried with excitement. At this moment, she seemed to see the Scourge army sweeping the whole throne 100 thousand years ago, the powerful undead, the unyielding will, the firm faith, and played an eternal elegy.

In a flash, Gloria made a decision that she never regretted in her life. Follow Ron Follow the Lich King Follow the scourge

At this time, Gloria slowly raised her right hand, the sharp Sabre dagger shining in the setting sun, and her face was as devout as a nun.

"For the dead"

"kill!"

Cronia's wonderful eyes flashed with awe inspiring murder. She twisted her body and turned around beautifully. Like a beautiful butterfly wearing flowers, she jumped into the chaotic crowd

"Cronia..."

There was a scream from behind from heinde, but cronia didn't hear it.

A Orc wolf cavalry wields a huge hammer and roars, smashing the head of a crazy undead into pieces. The blood mixed with the brain is scattered. With the hatred and unyielding eyes of the undead, the orc riding on the back of the giant wolf laughs.

At this time, he only felt a slight chill on his neck, and the laughter stopped suddenly. A big good head left his body and rolled down from his neck. Before he died, he had a look of fear and determination, as if he saw something terrible.

A shadow quickly leaves his body in search of the next target.

"Shua Shua Shua... "

There are more than a dozen orcs in the blood pool in several rising and falling rooms. Without exception, they are all killed by a single blow. Their bodies, if they have no heads or only one blood hole

The appearance of cronia caused the orc's panic, "it's the Shadow Thief The Shadow Thief appears! "

"Show me the guard!" An orc infantry calmly gave the order.

The shaman priest behind the orc army dare not neglect and sing in a low voice. Not long ago, something like a magic wand came down from the sky and stuck heavily on the ground, bursting out with fierce light

In the light, a dark shadow was forced to appear

"Here Come on, kill

When the orcs saw it, they shouted loudly. The troll Hunter raised his spear, and the orc infantry and wolves rode to kill it.

Cronia's superb stealth, even if she reveals her birth form, can only see a fast-moving mirage. However, thieves with few defense capabilities exposed their whereabouts. Sooner or later, they would be in danger of life. When cronia just inserted a dagger into the neck of a troll hunter, another Orc infantry with a huge axe rushed over with a grim smile.

"No!"

There was a terrible exclamation in cronia's heart when she found it too late to dodge.

"Boom --"

I saw the huge axe Orc give out a scream, fall heavily on the ground, spit white foam, the body constantly twitches, a group of ghosts constantly around his head, at the same time, the orc's breath of life was quickly pulled away, it seems that it can't live.

"You?"

Cronia then found out whether she had saved herself or not. It was Shaya, and "death entanglement" was the unique skill of death knight.

"Thank you!"

Cronia lowered her head, put the dagger at her waist, and saluted.

Xia Ya nodded and didn't speak. In this chaotic battlefield, there is no need to speak at all. One expression and one action are enough.

Seeing Xia Ya's figure come out like a whirlwind, cronia immediately followed. Two powerful people with the highest strength of the divine realm cooperated with each other, and the blood of the orcs spilled all the way.

"Is it him?"

Osama stares at Ron's body in the sky. With a strong murderous look, she also wears a trace of fear, a rotating skeleton staff and a horrible and ferocious steel mask. This reminds Osama of a terrible legend. The protagonist of this legend is the God like man——"Lich King!"

The Lich King is not a name, nor a profession. It is a title, a hero's title, just like the dwarf hero "king of the hills", just a title. The existence of this title represents the recognition of all the forces of the throne for its strength.

A strong man with the title of hero is not an existence that can be ignored at any time. If he is really the legendary "Lich King"

"No, this guy should be dead!"

Osama's eyes narrowed, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes. It was because of the rumor that the terrible man died that his uncle let the frost wolf army intervene in the position of the Lord of the dead, occupy the city of forgetting, and test the attitude of the dead. Over the past several thousand years, Osama has been at peace. Osama has also slowly forgotten this matter, and has become bold, not only occupying the city of forgetting and the surrounding areas The city of the dead also extended its magic hand to the whole hocante district.

"Is he resurrected?"

If this man is really the Lich King, then he is not facing a shadow bandit group, but a real scourge group. If this is the case, only five thousand orcs have no chance to win.

The resurrection of the Lich King is a great event that shakes the whole throne. He alone can change the power pattern of the whole throne. Even the most powerful holy angel army in the throne can not be ignored.

Osama stared at the bloody skeleton flag, which symbolized the Scourge army. Her heart turned sharply. She had to report to her uncle immediately. It was so important.

Osama's uncle "long" is also a hero, and his title is "fury Ripper".

"Lord Osama, Lord Osama..."

Shaq roared up and wiped the blood on his face. "We can't stand it, these dead The dead are mad! "

Shaq had already put away his previous arrogance and contempt. With the fall of the orc soldiers one by one, Shaq now was full of fear.

"I already know!" Osama's face sank like water. "Don't let the brothers of the tribe make senseless sacrifice. We'll retreat now!"

"Yes!"

In the face of the flood of undead, the five thousand orcs are not enough to see. Besides, the number of the undead who can summon the undead will soon become terrifying. With the iron like fighting will, the orcs can't resist it.

Shaq and Osama both remember this, and now the undead is not the original one.

After the defeat of the orcs, there are only more than 1000 points left under the fighting between the five thousand orcs and the crazy undead. In the face of the terrible number of the undead, Osama is helpless. Now he is going to retreat

Ron looked at the dead as crazy as he could, and then he felt a little comforted. After a lot of encouragement and support, he finally looked a little bit like the natural disaster army 100000 years ago.

The courage and sacrifice of the undead are not unrequited. The defeat of the orcs is almost certain. Although the orcs are very strong, their number is too small. The current orcs have been dragged by the death of the undead of the shadow bandit group. Countless undead creatures have risen from the ground and rushed frantically to the orcs.

At this time, Ron's eyes fell on Osama. He kept an eye on the orc commander, only to see that the guy quickly gathered a group of orcs and slowly retreated to the gate of the stronghold.

"Do you want to go at last?" Ron flashed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, then his eyes became extremely cold. "How easy!"

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