Chapter 207 The Tide of Desperate Undead Resolutely
() simulated Xiao Honglu's thinking, and Zheng Zha came to a surprising conclusion.
Is it really?
Everyone! I can definitely rescue you! The only way to survive is by relying on that slim chance.
No longer worrying about other people's affairs, Zheng Zha waited for the moment when his teammates disappeared completely.
The Overlord heard the voices of his comrades again, and remembered the bitter journey that Nafa had forgotten. The eyes of the big Russian man became wet.
After Zhao Yingkong chased her out, she met her destined opponent, the man she loved and hated, Zhao Zukong. Seeing him telling her brothers and sisters were dismembered one by one in front of her, her defenses were finally broken.
Cheng Xiaotian was fearless, but when he saw his beloved childhood sweetheart being treated as a prostitute and being insulted and violated while drinking, the man finally fell into trouble.
Zheng Zha finally strengthened his judgment at this time. After entrusting his hope to Saitoichi, he exposed Freddy's conspiracy and took the initiative to face his inner demons.
"Qi Tengyi... our lives are in your hands, everything depends on you!"
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In the JNG space, the battlefield between Sephiroth and Felicia stirred with the melody of death.
Sephiroth's charge on the ground stirred up a huge wave of undead monster remains. This huge wave swept across the sea of the undead. Suddenly, bones and carrion flew in the sky, and the undead were shattered into pieces.
And this galloping wave kept heading towards the center of the Sea of Death, like an extremely sharp sword tearing apart the blackness.
The waves of bones and carrion below were getting higher and higher under the charge, and Felicia, who was rushing from the air, was not to be outdone.
The sky was not as peaceful as imagined. Powerful spells were constantly coming from all directions, including flames, lightning, and ice thorn fragments flying like rain.
Those who released them were all famous magicians in history. No matter how they were alive, they were all awakened to become killing machines at this moment.
And Felicia didn't pay too much attention to these attacks that could be called magic in modern times. She used flashes one after another to return the incoming attacks to the nymphs attacking from the air.
Sephiroth helped clear the obstacles ahead.
It seemed like a long time, but in fact, it took less than a few breaths. The two of them had rushed to the location of the seven-winged angel again, and cleared a suitable battlefield the moment they arrived.
Behind them, countless skeletons and corpses were gathering again. No matter how much damage they caused, it was just a drop in the bucket compared to the huge base of undead. They just quietly washed away like running water.
The gaps were quietly filled up again, and the tranquility of death was also the majesty of death.
Once again joining forces to attack the seven-winged angels in the center, Sephiroth and Felicia suddenly realized how stupid the judgment they had just made was.
Maybe the Seven-Winged Angels really couldn't defeat their combined forces in a direct battle, but it was easy to retreat intact.
Their theory that summoning so many undead would bring a certain burden was shattered after seeing the black flame swords filling the sky.
Dense and swifter than Gilgamesh's King's Treasure——
What emerged from the zh was like a sharp sword condensed from exhaustive black flames!
Stormtrooper, curtain, map cannon
Felicia was lucky enough to witness these three most shameful moves on one person at the same time, and this person turned out to be her dark side.
"Damn it, when did I become so evil?"
After muttering something, she and Sephiroth were forced back by this terrifying attack.
And Felicia seemed to see that the figure in the center of the black screen seemed to show a triumphant smile.
Maybe it was an illusion, but they were already in the most difficult predicament at the moment.
The entire space seemed to have been occupied by the undead.
The sky and the earth are densely covered with all kinds of undead.
So much so that they couldn't find a way out for a while.
At this time, the elite of the undead finally gathered together——
The ground is shaking slowly, and a row of hill-like undead monsters are rushing towards here.
Among the skeletons of these behemoths are huge beasts that are taller than the hills. They should be the long-extinct Behemoth. That beast with broad bone wings and sharp teeth and claws is a giant dragon that is still heard of. There are also
The humanoid zombie ten meters tall should be a giant from ancient legends
These ancient creatures have long been submerged in the torrent of history, and even their corpses have long been turned into stone dust and buried deep underground, but at this moment they are still awakened by Jenova's memory of the evil in this world.
The ghosts in the sky are no longer sparse, but are coming from all over the sky crazily without any fear.
Suddenly there was a blizzard in the sky, but instead of white snowflakes, they were filled with gray hazy faces.
"Oh, God, it's so big now"
Felicia's heart trembled as she resisted the black flaming sword shot by the seven-winged angel.
Damn it, I'm going to be beaten by a group of people
The giant zombies raised their hands, the huge air elements condensed together with the breath of evil in this world, and spears made of thunder and lightning appeared in their hands.
Legend has it that giants can control thunder and lightning, and now it has finally been confirmed.
The lightning spear that tore apart the space was fired——
They were parried by Sephiroth and Felicia one by one.
There was a loud noise like the earth was shattering, huge torn waves and gray lightning splashed and expanded around them. The tsunami of undead accumulated high around them flew away like piles of sand under the storm, and were strangled in the air.
Make an extremely fine powder.
But the undead know no fatigue.
More than a dozen skeleton dragons flew towards them with their wings beating, and the green flames in their mouths were faintly visible. Although this was not an ordinary dragon's breath, it was the same undead fire that consumed flesh and corroded bones.
The ghosts in the sky can no longer be compared to a blizzard, but like a boiling and exploding blizzard. The gray and transparent skull-shaped ghosts are rolling towards them layer by layer.
There are also several pale figures mixed in. They are not the transparent air-like bodies of ghosts. Although they are slender and weird, they are already condensed like solid bodies, and their faces are no longer vague and ferocious.
Instead of skeletons, there were pale, strange and skinny female faces.
The undead banshee is the most elite ghost, the undead that only powerful elves can transform.
At this moment, all the banshees opened their mouths wide, and all the darkness in the air suddenly rushed into their mouths. The big mouth of the pale air conditioner crazily devoured the dark atmosphere in the space like a base note. The next second, the top undead spirit
The magic succubus bursts out.
The lich transformed by the magicians was not to be outdone, and issued spells that were completely different from the weak attacks of those little corpse witches.
Rather than saying it is a spell, this can already be called an art.
Dozens of firebirds condensed with green flames appeared in this dark space. They were as vivid as real creatures, flapping their wings crazily and flying through this space, toward the possible existence of the two people.
The attack came from neutral.
Dozens of rounds of fierce fire, like dozens of small black suns, gathered and shot out from all directions. At this moment, even the darkness on the edge was torn apart by a high temperature that was much higher than a nuclear explosion. This area
The next moment, the area became a scorching hell. Not only did the nearby undead instantly turn into fly ash, but everything nearby burst and deformed under the high temperature.
Thunderballs like raindrops and lightning burst down wildly, mixed with the black flame swords fired by the seven-winged angels, and the whole world was a splendid light and shadow.
But this beauty represents death.
Sephiroth and Felicia no longer know how many undead they have killed, because no matter how many they kill, more undead will crawl out of the ground and continue to join the battle group.
The Seven-Winged Angel did not plan to leave the position. She just stood there and used the black flame sword to interfere remotely. Maybe she thought this would be enough to exhaust them?
The truth is not much different.
Although they hardly felt any consumption in their own spiritual space, both Sephiroth and Felicia felt tired.
They can hardly see a way out for this endless undead.
Directly attack the seven-winged angels at the core?
It's a good idea, but they can't be taken down quickly, and the undead will soon haunt them.
Temporary retreat?
This is not a shame, but they have nowhere to retreat. The entire space has been completely invaded by darkness, and they can only fight like trapped beasts.
"This won't work. Her energy is almost exhausted. If we continue like this, we will be dragged to death."
After killing another skeletal dragon that rushed towards him, Sephiroth took a deep breath and said in a deep voice to Felicia, who was also tired next to him, with a hint of disgust in his tone.
"It's not just that. I can feel it. Her aura in the center is still getting stronger. The Holy Grail that has started to be summoned outside is supplying her with energy. If this continues, we-"
Felicia sighed and swallowed back the last words that demoralized her.
"————"
Sephiroth was silent for a while, and then he raised his head, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"That's all, Felicia"
Like a whisper between lovers, his voice was very soft, but it seemed to hit Felicia's heart directly.