On the flanks of the empty coastal defense line, corpses with pale flames in their eyes crawled out of the sea one after another, moving their rotten and mutilated limbs, and rushed towards an iron wall composed of jet-black knights without fear.
Under the command of being blessed by extraordinary power, the red spears were thrown out uniformly, dragging their long tails, and mercilessly hit the tide of pale corpses that filled half of the offshore sea.
Under the powerful and intensive firepower attack, the lowest-level corpses collapsed into pieces of flesh and blood, and black blood and milky white brains filled the sky, but more undead howled and rose into the sky, although their bodies were hung with
There are traces of scorch, but the spirit is not depressed.
Transparencies dotted with faint green rose and fell one after another, almost weaving into a twisted mist in the air, pressing straight down towards the Knight Legion.
The legion commanded by the "War Bishop" did not panic. One by one, the majestic knights in black armor changed their bodies. The illusory wall of flames burned all around in mid-air, firmly blocking the legion and the tide of undead.
between.
"destroy."
The "War Bishop" standing out of thin air whispered, and the relatively calm flame wall collapsed suddenly. The flames that were originally just burning the body surface of the undead exploded instantly. The solid wall structure collapsed without warning and turned into a huge wave, bringing with it a huge wave.
With an all-devouring aura, the undead tide enveloped the main film.
The "ferryman" hiding among the undead groaned, and the illusory light black river rose from the ground. Tentacles with baby faces and rotten limbs were pulled out of the river, blocking the wave of flames.
boom!
After an explosion, the red tide disappeared, and more than half of the undead army below was lost.
The "War Bishop" wearing heavy armor flew over the legion array, feeling that the knights lacked most of their spirituality and showed no trace of timidity.
After seeing the results of the victory, the "Ferryman" pursued the victory. An illusory and hazy heavy door appeared behind him, blowing like an invisible cold wind. More exaggerated undead creatures ran out of the door, with tentacles dotted with scales and feathers.
Raise high to the sky.
There was another roar, the body rotted slightly, the scales all over its body shone with green light, and the giant beast with pale flames beating in its eye sockets opened the illusory door and dragged the body out bit by bit.
This is a demigod-level dragon!
Its horns are ferocious, and its slender neck is dotted with pale blue patterns. It is obviously integrated with other powers and is by no means a simple spiritual dragon.
The "Ferryman" who had re-hidden his true body had a bad smile. This was the reason why he dared to directly undertake the landing mission and persisted in the attack even if more than half of the commander's corpses were killed or injured.
"The son of the great God of Death...ah!" The "Ferryman" who was reciting the honorable name of His Highness the "Death Archon" suddenly twitched all over, and a sharp flaming sword completely penetrated the corpse-like pale neck, stabbing him.
Broken his throat.
Behind him, a vague figure floated in mid-air, holding a long sword that was burning white, and slowly drew it out.
The reappearance of the "Occultist"? The "Ferryman" with blood gushing from his wound detonated the spirituality around him in horror. Translucent undead spirits burst out from under his robe one after another, instantly clearing away all standing creatures around him.
In the distant sky, Edmund Jason, who was wearing a dark purple robe and carrying dreamy wings like a butterfly, looked down with interest. The rotten mud fell away from his feet, and the pollution brought by the breath of death quickly disappeared.
"Interesting." He raised his right hand again, and the flaming sword reappeared out of thin air.
This time he avoided Ambrosius, who was as nosy as an old woman, just for the "mysterious reappearance" magic given to him by the experimenter. As long as he helped Lord Medici's army achieve results, even if he was discovered by Ambrosius
, He couldn’t say anything about himself.
The "War Bishop" who was in charge of the legion glanced at the "occultist" in the air, and the spiritual bridge that others could not detect instantly communicated. In a few seconds, the identity of the strange demigod was determined.
"He is the favored one of the great 'God of Mysteries'..."
Although their "War Reds" fought for the Solomon Empire, in terms of faith, they have always been loyal to the Red Angel Medici, as well as the true Creator and "God of Mystery" behind him.
After discovering this unexpected surprise, the "War Bishop", who had been forced by the situation and insisted on defensive tactics, quickly reorganized the battle formation. In the corresponding area in the spiritual world, the battle array composed of the "Hunter" legion turned into abstract symbols, and the feedback was in
The aura of destruction almost overflowed from the "War Bishop" in the commanding position.
He closely observed Edmund who was entangled with the "Ferryman". The flame spear compressed to the extreme in his palm exploded and flew out. All obstacles in the trajectory had already evaporated before touching the tip of the spear.
Edmund's spiritual intuition moved in mid-air, and he accepted the "Ferryman's" attack with the aura of death without any resistance. His body instantly shattered into butterflies and reorganized further away.
In an instant, he quickly raised his hand, holding a scarlet spear, and threw it with all his strength.
Two spears filled with the aura of destruction hit "The Ferryman" right in the chest, easily destroying almost all parts of his body without much resistance.
The remaining head of the "Ferryman" was filled with a painful and ferocious expression, and it was irreversibly turned into ashes bit by bit.
Suddenly, the extinguished pale flames in his eyes swelled again, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth that was trembling from the severe pain.
White flames exploded from his remaining head, emerald-green scales and white wings squeezed out of the small skull, and the breath of death followed. Before He even came, all the demigods and below
The extraordinary ones turned into undead.
The only two surviving demigods here were floating in the air, their bodies continuously retreating, their respective defense methods wailing, struggling to support themselves.
Edmund, who was only in Sequence Four, used his strongest mysterious magic. The "Sage's Butterfly" wrapped his body, and his whole person turned into an uncertain state similar to the mythical creature "The Secret Man". Information
The illusory butterfly formed kept struggling in the strong wind, barely avoiding most of the damage.
But the second impact struck almost without any interval. The fully formed feathered serpent breathed flames from its mouth, and a monstrous paleness swept across the earth. As long as it touched it, it would return to the underworld.
"Huh, is this what you mean by going out to observe life?"
The spiritual world fluctuated, and Ambrosius, whose eyes seemed to contain the Milky Way, appeared out of thin air. The bright starlight instantly turned into a cage. With the blessing of the power of "Origin Castle", the huge feathered serpent was annihilated in just the blink of an eye.
In the air.
"You should be glad that this is just a projection, otherwise your punishment in the next month will be more severe." Ambrosius, who had a serious face and looked like an old gentleman, grabbed Edmund's collar and spoke calmly.
There was terrible anger in his voice.
The young "occultist" who survived the disaster glanced at the "War Bishop" who was also rescued in the distance, lowered his head and did not look at the "brother" in front of him, and said in a very low voice: