Everywhere is permeated with thick dark magic, as oppressive as a cover from the sky, sealing off all light and hope. The people who can live here have a pair of thick nerves, and the violent orcs have no
Being able to defeat the warriors here makes them think that they are not afraid of any challenge.
But what about actually?
They still have things to fear, and they still have enemies they can't defeat, and the worst thing is that those enemies have already appeared, quietly, without being noticed at all, and they do so without warning.
appeared.
"Retreat! Retreat! Quick!"
The captain of the night watchman rode his horse, and the swaying lantern shone a scattered light on the road in front of him. This is the sentry post closest to Night Town. A team of night watchmen is stationed here all year round to protect travelers.
Traders regularly clear out the overpopulated wolves in the surrounding forests.
At this time, these bravest soldiers had to retreat from their posts, because in front of them, in the deep darkness, the low tone of horse bells rang, and in that darkness, the red soul fire
is shining.
Amidst the collision of bones, skeleton soldiers holding bone knives and wooden shields rushed out from all directions. Driving them were death knights riding skeleton horses. There were too many of them. The night watchman saw them with his own eyes.
Not far from the sentry post, on the ogre hill known as "Volgul", how did the savage and powerful ogres, who were regarded as the biggest threat to the Night Watch, be destroyed by a huge number of undead?
submerged.
Those ogres waved their weapons, and each blow could easily break a skeleton, but it was useless...more skeletons would rush to them crazily and pierce rough bone knives into their bodies.
.
Those tall savage creatures were high-spirited at first, but soon fell into the dilemma of being surrounded. Their companions died one after another, which made these stupid guys feel fear. They dropped their weapons and rudely knocked away the surrounding people.
The skeletons fled in all directions, but were soon chopped down from behind by the speeding death knight.
And those wolves...the black wolves that have become more and more twisted and weird due to the infection of the dark energy of the Twilight Forest. They have also found new owners. They are the creatures that jump back and forth in the shadowy woods. They have
A strong body, sharp claws, eyes shining in the dark, and a wolf-like howl.
Werewolf!
These monsters that only existed in fairy tales really appeared, along with the undead.
"Go back to town! I can't stand it anymore!"
The captain of the night watchman gritted his teeth and threw a can of kerosene on the flames of the sentry post. After everyone evacuated, the captain pulled out the musket from his waist and fired. The next moment, the undead who came over were shocked by the explosive flames.
Wrapped up, the burning flames blocked the advance of the undead, and also cleared an evacuation path for the panicked night watchmen who were evacuating.
They rode on their horses and ran quickly towards the town. Although the terrain of Night Town was not as easy to defend and difficult to attack as Hupan Town, it was the last stronghold left by humans in southern Xinjiang. There were solid walls around the town, as well as
Sufficient weapons reserves.
There will be the last stronghold of Duskwood's resistance.
However, just as the night watchmen were running all the way and were about to arrive at Night Town, the roaring dark bats suddenly rushed out from the surrounding deep darkness. The storm composed of bats surrounded the night watchmen who were caught off guard.
Amidst the crazy biting, even the well-trained war horses screamed in panic.
In the desperate situation where the blood was strangely extracted, the night watchmen could hear a malicious laughter while they were in a daze.
It's like... a bad joke.
In less than a minute, a dozen dry corpses with all their blood drained fell on the road leading to Night Town, while the group of satisfied vampire bats flapped their little wings and returned to the darkness again.
She is waiting for the next wave of prey to come to her door.
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"Jorgen is crazy!"
A woman with disheveled hair rushed out of her house. She fell to the ground covered in blood. This scene quickly attracted the attention of the nervous night watchmen. They rushed up with lanterns and helped the weak woman.
Got up.
"Jorgen is crazy! He has turned into a monster!"
The woman screamed, and the next moment, the door of the house behind her was pushed wildly, and a werewolf with a black mane all over his body flashed with frantic light, waving his claws and rushed towards the night watchmen.
"Fire!"
A scream sounded behind the night watchmen, and the recruits who were frightened by this scene immediately pulled the triggers in their hands.
"Bang bang bang"
There was a burst of shooting, and the hot bullets pierced into the body of the werewolf who had just transformed and had not regained his sense. One of the bullets shattered his heart and made the monster scream. He turned around and ran away, but the next moment he was killed again.
Several veterans surrounded him, and then his head was chopped off with a sword.
"Lycanthropy! Damn it!"
The leader of the night watchmen, the young duke's daughter, stepped forward quickly and kicked the headless werewolf corpse. Her beautiful face was covered with frost.
This wild black-haired beauty is named Althea. She has a noble surname, Aberlock. She is the daughter of Duke Aberlock who manages this forest and all its residents. A few years ago, her brother died during the late Orc War.
After disappearing, she became the only heir to Duke Alberlock. However, this lady was not as delicate as other noble ladies. She had lived in the Dusk Forest since she was a child, which allowed her to develop good martial arts skills.
"Peg, Fudge! Stay away from her!"
Althea drew out the long sword from her waist and shouted to the Night Watch recruit who was protecting the woman covered in blood:
"She was bitten! She was also infected with lycanthropy!"
The veterans quickly surrounded the poor woman who was trembling all over, and Mrs. Jorgen, who was covered in blood, said with difficulty: "I don't, I'm not one of them, I'm not a monster... Don't kill me, don't kill me, please
!Althea, I hugged you when you were a child, don’t kill me, please!”
This kind of prayer made the young Duke's daughter a little reluctant, but just when she hesitated, black mane grew on Mrs. Jorgan's fingers. This scene made everyone nervous.
"Kill her!"
"Quick! Don't let her bite anyone else!"
The veterans swung their swords and were about to chop down the poor Mrs. Jorgen, but they were stopped by Althea. The noble lady took great risks, stepped forward, and squatted in front of the stunned Mrs. Jorgen.
Looking at the wet nurse in front of her when she was a child, she said painfully:
"Mrs. Jorgen, you are infected, you can see it yourself..."
"I...why me?"
Mrs. Jorgen saw the rapidly growing mane on her arms, and she could feel a wild force stripping away her sanity, making her crying voice become hoarse.
"I can't save you, I'm sorry."
Althea stretched out her hand and hugged the dangerous lady in front of her. She said in Mrs. Jorgen's ear:
"But you can choose to die as a human being, not as a monster... This is the last choice I can give you, I'm sorry."
"Oh, Althea, you are always so kind."
Mrs. Jorgen, who had begun to transform into a werewolf, said with difficulty:
"Kill me! Quick! Kill me!"
"puff"
The sharp sword pierced her heart, cutting the mutated heart into several pieces during the swing. She was probably killed before the transformation, and Mrs. Jorgan's werewolf state was forcibly stopped.
She lay weakly on the ground, and before her death, she tremblingly handed a simple emblem of Holy Light to Althea.
"Stay alive, miss...I...I will pray for you..."
Seeing this respectable lady take her last breath, the night watch commander clenched the blood-stained emblem in her hand. She gritted her teeth, her eyes were reddish, and she looked at the soldiers in front of her and said in a deep voice.
explain:
"Strengthen your defenses and kill anyone found infected...kill them!"
"The undead! The undead are coming!"
A piercing scream sounded at the sentry outside the town, followed by the sound of the alarm bell. Althea hurriedly raised her weapon, took one last look at Mrs. Jorgen's body, turned around and rushed towards the defensive wall outside the town.
.
The dark night in the Twilight Forest is simply a nightmare for the defenders. Telescopes and eagle eye skills are useless in this dark place. The night watchers can only rely on the only light to observe the enemy's movements.
And as the trees in the twilight forest swayed, the scalp-numbing Dark Legion appeared in front of them.
Those undead infantry made of bones are so numerous that one would be dizzy just looking at them, as well as those cold and silent death knights, and those werewolves driving the wolves...hell, all the opponents of the Night Watch have actually united together.
Already.
"Use fire!"
Althea put a lit long arrow on the long bow. When the undead were approaching the edge of Night Town, the arrow flew out and nailed the defense line outside the town. The next moment, it was soaked in fire oil.
The wood burst into flames, devouring all the first skeletons that approached.
The flames were burning, almost as if the entire Night Town was completely set on fire.
On the other side of the flames, the lich Arugo, who was riding on a skeleton horse, tilted his head and looked at the night watchmen who were waiting behind the flames. He said softly:
"Don't tell me that you didn't do anything. This will make me very disappointed..."
"Shua"
The figure of the vampire Ella appeared on the back of the empty skeleton horse next to the dancing bats. The dwarf, who had drunk blood, looked full of vitality. She pointed at the soldiers who were waiting in formation, and smiled.
, full of malice:
"Stupid guys actually think that their sentries can pass through the forest controlled by us unharmed... They want to use this wall to protect themselves, so let us... destroy it!"
"Pa"
The dwarf snapped his fingers proudly. At the same time, on the inside of the defensive wall, the bodies of three sneaky night watchmen wearing full leather helmets seemed to be taken over by some kind of will that they could not control.
As he moved, his stiff body held a torch and approached the location of the kerosene and explosives piled behind the defensive wall.
"What are they doing!"
Althea had a premonition of a crisis. She turned around suddenly and saw three night watchmen stretching their torches towards the explosives. This scene made the Duke's daughter's scalp numb, and she screamed:
"Kill them! Quick!"
But...it's too late.
"boom"
The sudden burst of flames was like a grand fireworks show in the dark. The ignited explosives and kerosene crazily ignited everything that could burn around them. During the explosion, flying sparks were sprayed to unprepared people.
In the town.
In front of the eyes of the undead, a large gap had been blown out of the defensive wall that could withstand the orc attack.
"Yo! Perfect!"
The dwarf vampire clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction:
"The lords have improved the magic of blood servants. Although the number of blood servants they can control at one time is greatly reduced, they can retain their sanity...it can always come in handy at critical moments."
Lich Arugal ignored the dwarf's boasting. He raised his left arm and pointed at the panicked night town in front of him. His voice rang in the hearts of every lower-level knight:
"Go! Soldiers of death, capture this fortress for my king...Kill all those who dare to resist, leaving only those who obey."
The next moment, the huge undead army continued to move forward. When Althea climbed up with difficulty from the dizziness of the explosion, what she saw was the scene of the death knights riding through the gap and rushing into the town.
This made the Duke's daughter's heart sink to the lowest point, and her activities quickly attracted the attention of the death knights circling around. Seeing three lower-level knights with more than a dozen undead infantry surrounding her, Altai
Ya gritted her teeth and picked up her long sword from the ground. She knew that her fate would probably end here.
But accidents always happen. The moment the three lower-level knights started to charge, a dark evil portal suddenly opened next to Althea. One was holding a bone staff, wearing a black robe, and had black hair and black eyes like Althea.
The man walked out of the teleportation.
"Basic necromancy, the most practical construct... mediocre work."
The man made obscure comments, and as he danced his fingers, the sturdy demon guard rushed out of the portal behind him with a battle ax in hand, roaring and chopping down the lower-level knight in front of him.
There were also those chirping demon imps, like screaming thugs, throwing flaming arrows in all directions, causing the lower-level knights to panic for a while.
"It's time to go, Althea."
The man threw a ball of soul fire, knocked down the last lower-level knight, turned around and said to the sluggish girl:
"It's still the same as before. When you need it most, I will always arrive in time, my...sister."
