Chapter 652： Production of Viking Death Knight (sincerely thank the leader 18 years ...

It is said that the red-haired knight loves Utrecht and he pushes away the pot-head knight who put the sword on Esselov ’s neck, "Mordred, as a knight, you should converge your brutal hobbies. ! "

The pot-head knight Modred, who was pushed away, continued to stare at the red-haired knight with a more vulture eye than before. "Huh, this is why Lord William wants me to lead the team instead of going back like you." The soft egg of the old poet of the court poet. Love Utara Buddha, you made you weaker because this is the hometown of your ancestors? Please be careful with me and do n’t get caught by me for making mistakes, otherwise you know us Normandy's way of dealing with this guy and his family. "

Ai Utarafo no longer talked, he just glanced back at the cauldron knight, and then turned back to put his hands on his knees, leaned over and looked at Esselwolf: "Where are the soldiers? The men are again where?"

"Master, they went to the north." Esselwolf looked at the red hair as familiar as the folks, knowing that he would answer if he didn't answer others, and he finally replied to the knight who looked good.

"The Norwegian really called." Mordred said to himself.

"Yes, lord, they are fighting against the Vikings." Esselov answered truthfully, "All the young men followed the king to the north."

"Thank you." Ayutthaya Buddha patted his shoulder with his hand and continued to walk towards the captive area just now.

The knight of the pot head cleanly cut off the unreacted Asselwolf with only a few swords, and only some skin was connected to the lower body.

Judith couldn't help it anymore, let out a desperate and frightened scream and fainted, but her cry also attracted the attention of the red-haired knight, and he turned back to see the **** scene.

Although he was very angry, the love of Utrecht Buddha, who was familiar with the cruel killing of the other person, did not say much. The reason why this old man would be killed is actually a big reason because Modred was dissatisfied with his attitude and wanted to give some Warning, if the conflict is intensified again, you may not be able to do anything.

The red-haired knight just walked towards the corner where the captured women were piled up. He first adjusted the fainted Judith to lie down so that she would not have a suffocation accident, and then looked at a person curled up in the corner She was holding her child, trembling and weeping, and weeping woman, Aiwu Taylor Buddha pressed her index finger to her lips, admonishing her not to speak out.

Merlin, who was still hiding in the wooden house, saw that his father ’s body was not hazy on the ground. He held his fist and rushed out without impulse to carry out a revenge without chance. He just stared at the cauldron knight's face through the gap of the wooden window, and wanted to remember the other person's appearance in his heart. When he was able to take revenge, he would let the other party pay for today's atrocities.

At this time, glancing at the wooden window where Merlin was located, Mordred greeted his soldiers and received a torch in his hand. He looked around these imprisoned captives, and some crazy smiles said with a playful smile: "This ... … Is the punishment for betraying your king. "

Mordred spotted Merlin hiding in the chalet when he grabbed Esselov, but he had n’t dismantled it all the time. He glanced at the red-haired knight in the captive area and continued, “It ’s to you Soldiers, and the punishment of the men who abandoned you, what did you say to fight the Vikings? They are probably gone forever! "

"I'm right, my love, Lord Taylor?" Modred looked at the red-haired knight.

There was an unbearable look in the eyes of Ivotel Buddha, but this was part of the battle tactical plan of the Lord Duke William he had sworn, and he could only stand there without a word.

The houses of the villagers were lit by the blazing fire. The desperate village women screamed and watched their homes being destroyed. The blazing fire, billowing smoke, and harsh screams occupied the area, and Maud Reid also pretended to light the torch in which Merlin was located with a torch in his hand, and gave a cruel smile to the little boy behind the wooden window.

The night is like a curtain, and there is a halo and a hazy moon high above the sky. In the silent night, there is a low spell sound. This sound is sad and low in the air with the cool breeze, plus the erratic firelight. , The black grass and the crooked tombstones, together with the raised mounds, are creepy.

Above the jumping fire, there was a pottery cauldron made of mud. The dark potion of potion gurgled with big bubbles, and some dead Viking Berserker members were soaked in it.

In the open space beside the cauldron, a pentagonal star array with a dark red light gleamed on the ground, but the light did not make people feel warm and comfortable. In a cemetery-like environment full of negative energy, it added more Icy and weird.

One of the wet corpses flew out of the giant cauldron and hovered at the very center of the Pentagram. The corpse belongs to Lynch, the leader of the Viking Berserker who died on the bridge.

Alan stood outside the Pentagram and raised his staff. With his movements, the same lines appeared on the corpse. When Alan stopped the last stroke, the entire line on the corpse shone, and The ray of the Pentagram is contiguous.

Suddenly, the eyes of the corpse suddenly opened, and two orange lights shone in his orbits. When the light dimmed, he fell from the sky, fell to one knee, and bowed his head, "Master."

The body of the leader of the Berserker has been made into a death knight by Allen. His voice is much colder than before him, like an echo from the deep valley.

When Lynch raised his head, he looked the same as before, except that his skin color showed an unnaturally white, blue, and abnormal state-except that his skin became tougher than before, and the muscles that were stubborn. Intensified by negative energy and potions, it is like getting a layer of natural armor.

This death knight is surrounded by a terrible atmosphere that symbolizes death and evil. If he does n’t put away such auras of fear like Alan and Dementors, as long as he stands beside the death knight, fifteen Creatures within the range of feet will generate fear and despair from the heart and affect their combat performance.

Allen's eyes turned on his tattered bearskin and backward chain mail, and shook his head with some dissatisfaction, although it took a lot of time to make a magic potion decoction, which should have been extremely great. Some death knights have more or less decayed skin to maintain normal, but the Vikings who are already living in poor conditions are not very good, but currently there are no good materials in Allen ’s hands to support them to make more in line with them Allen's equipment for aesthetic and functional needs.

Although as undead creatures, they will no longer be plagued by non-corrosive poisons and diseases, all the spells that act on living creatures have no effect on them, nor will they lose their combat power because they are attacked because they are vital, or even do not need them at all. Worrying about physical strength and breathing problems-but direct attack spells and magic weapons can still harm them normally. Like ordinary warriors, these death knights need weapons and equipment to exert the weapon skills they learned in their lifetime.

Allen could n’t help thinking of the village he first encountered when he arrived in this era called the village of Klochst. There was a small blacksmith shop in the village that could only recruit some farm tools, hoping to complete the production of these death knights. Afterwards, you can find some iron ingots in it, and then use Transfiguration to make them some body plate armor as equipment. And with their increased strength now, they can withstand much more weight than they can withstand while still alive.

But first, Allen had to rush to Black Stings to set up the magic circle near Stamford Bridge before he had time to deal with these minor matters.

Thinking of this, commanding him to stand aside, Alan continued to work, and as time progressed, a few days later, the body of a Viking Berserker was made into a death knight, and thirty-three death knights were neatly organized. Arranged in front of a row of graves, imposing. Originally, if Allen himself was willing, he still had time to continue to rescue a few more bodies that were eligible to be made into death knights. It was just a coincidence that the number thirty-three was too coincident. Allen had been superstitious about the number three, so there was no more Take over.

Looking at the army that he made white and blue but shabby, Allen shrugged and said ironically, "At least I don't want you to attack the Great Wall ..."

After he finished speaking, he waved his staff again, and the ground began to vibrate. At the position where the Pentagram array disappeared, the void air suddenly began to burn, then divided into two flames and began to move along an arc from top to bottom. Countless images appeared after the skull screamed silently after it burned, and when the flame finally fell into a huge ring, a tall arch made of skulls also appeared.

Suddenly, Allen turned to look at the right side of the arch. Two skeletons and a ghoul in the attic of the Weasley family who only knew about eating spiders and moths were attracted by these death knights and wobbled. Come over, if Allen Ken let the death knights take over, they will become their undead followers.

It's just that Alan apparently had no intention of accepting these low-level or undead creatures with no mind at this time. They basically didn't help the battle but they looked terrible and annoying. The ghoul also exuded a corrupt stench— -In fact, these things have happened many times in the past few days, and the wizard ordered the death knight to stop them in place.

Watching the ghouls who were forced to stand still and groaning and still ugly ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Allen couldn't help but wonder: "Why Weasley wasn't invited by the Department of Magical Biology Management and Control The ghoul expulsion team drove away the one in their house but kept it as a pet at home. Could it be that the ghoul was changed by some ancestor of the Weasley family? "

The burning sound from the door of the outside world made Allen recover. He summoned the Phantom Horse, and a neat turn turned up and rushed into the door. Those Viking warriors also used themselves as death knights to gain abilities, summoned their own bone horses, and followed Alan behind to start rushing to the door of the world.

The thirty-three knights didn't seem to have a chance to ride horses. It was different from standing on the ground, even if it wasn't counted as aura of fear. They were even more together on horseback, even two The Viking death knight immediately fell from his bones and was trampled by the teammates behind him-fortunately, although they did not ride well, they had at least good anti-strike ability. After the horse team passed, they bounced from the ground. Even without the dust and mud on his body, he turned the horse again and chased it.

The sound of horseshoes shocked the entire cemetery. When the last death knight stepped into the portal, the door to the outside world was closed and disappeared. There were only some skeletons and ghouls wandering around aimlessly.