Chapter 500: Doomsday is not alone
The effect of attaching the effect of a sacred weapon to his long sword, Marceau kicked and rushed towards the skeleton swordsman he wanted to grapple, and then took out a musket and pulled the trigger on the inner side of the leg joint of the walking black knight who was besieging Yan, which was not protected by the plate armor. A silver lead ball immediately knocked the walking black knight full of plate armor to kneel to the ground. Yan pulled out her long sword from the chest of the crown lord in front of him. The bright sword body flashed golden light in the next second. Yan turned around and stabbed the sword into the chest of the walking black knight. Then Marceau watched the armor ignited, and the black knight who was scorching by the holy fire let out a sharp roar. The next second, the silver dagger pulled out from his waist was stabbed into this.
In the hood of the deadly banshee's howling black knight, the scream immediately turned into a silence. Yan pushed away the black knight's body that had died again, pulled out the musket from his waist and pulled the trigger on Marceau. The ghoul who was about to attack behind Marceau was immediately forced to change its flight trajectory. Marceau walked two steps sideways, allowing the ghoul to land hard and pull out the flying axe from his waist, and threw it at the ghoul who had just emerged from the flesh-and-blooded airdrop cabin behind Yan. Half of the body was still in the cabin, so this flying axe hit its head without any suspense. There was no scream or roar. The ghoul hung directly on the exit.
Drawing the long sword from the black knight's chest, a flame-firing explosion ignited the airborne cabin into a somewhat huge burning body. Marceau cut over the last ghoul who could still run, and then cut over the other demon who had just sat up: "Clear!"
"Clear." Yan put away his weapons and looked at the corpses all over the ground: "These guys are really troublesome."
"There will be more troublesome next, believe me." Marceau cuts open the neck of the struggling ghoul on the ground with one sword, and then puts away his weapons: "The undead will fight with the three parties, and the parrots and fat people will definitely fight with the undead, and we living people... we will not let these guys go."
Thinking of this, Marceau sighed, then looked at the cat, and said in unison: "This doomsday is really lively." Then because of their tacit understanding, the two looked at each other and laughed.
It’s a pity that the sound of horse hooves destroyed the atmosphere. The cat and the cat girl immediately went to the small building on the street until the knights in the distance became clearly visible to several knights. Although there was no word "Saint" in their profession, the players on the horses did not look like bad people. They seemed to be a little surprised by the dead undead on the streets, so Marceau greeted them: "Hey, which battle group are you from."
"Where are you?" asked the young player who seemed to be the leader.
"Marceau, Marceau of Paroonst. And my companion Yan, I have finished introducing you, where are you?" Marceau asked seriously.
"We are members of the 'Zaqi of Vaqiro's battle group. The city gate area is now attacked by the evil gods inside and outside! The regiment commander asked us to notify the temple area quickly!" After saying that, the young man was silent: "By the way, were you killed these undead?"
"Yes, we killed it." Marceau nodded, so the young man spoke, "There are a few guys in the east of the city near the north of the city. We don't have time to help them, but if you have time, can you help them? I heard that they use Hishel, so it seems that the long-eared Orien clan is an ally, can you help them?"
"Several guys are being besieged? Who is the one who is the one who is leading?" Marceau was stunned for a moment. Then suddenly thought of the guys Sasagal who heard that because they were still in the mission area, they could not respond to Yan and Youju's communication. Although they didn't know where they were, they felt helpless, but no one died so far, which at least proved that they were all alive. Now that they heard the information from the communication soldiers under the "Zaqi of Vaqiro" group, Marceau was really happy: "No problem, let's go and have a look."
Farewell to these cavalrymen, Marceau told Yan his point of view. The cat girl expressed unconditional obedience, so the two walked along the rooftop north while the streets were full of evil spirits. A cleaner rooftop became the safest passage between the two cats and the cat girl.
Following the guidance of the cavalry gentlemen, Marceau quickly saw the support point. However, the Hischels were right, but it was not the Sasagal and his party that Marceau and others were looking for. Moreover, their casualties were quite serious. After confirming a circle, Marceau confirmed that he was injured but could still fight, and the remaining players guarded the rooftop. When they saw Marceau appearing on the rooftop on the south side of theirs, someone immediately waved to Marceau and Yan: "Help us! There are too many undead below, who can kill a few!"
So the flame Explosion Technique and Maso's lightning chain directly purified the evil undead on half of the street, but the undead did not seem to care about casualties. Soon, Maso watched the undead start climbing the wall, so these players could only choose to retreat. These guys followed the rope between the houses and wanted to come to Maso at this moment, but in the end, only two groups of people could escape. The parts taken out by the third group of humans fell to the ground together.
"It's really damn!" Marceau and Yan had already made cover, but these evil undead had ignored it at all. The undead had no morale. For them, death can be said to be a return to the original source, so the players could not jump out of their hands.
"How do you know we are here?" In addition to the more than a dozen undead rescued, some people were deeply surprised that Marceau was able to find this place.
"The people from the 'Zaqi of Vachiro's battle group told us, by the way, have you found other teams that were besieged like you?" Marceau asked looking at the player.
"No, but to be honest, even if there is one, we don't know which one was hurt." After hearing the conversation, Marceau shook his head helplessly: "Then, you still have their place."
Chapter completed!