The ghosts in the hall focused their attention on Halevi of the Blood Dragon family. This was once a noble expeditionary knight. He was spotted by the ancestor of the Blood Dragon, Ablash, and transformed himself. He followed the legendary strongman and fought thousands of miles.
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Ablash is the strongest among the ancestors and the only one who has entered the realm of demigods. He is a pure martial arts demigod without any blood, undead or darkness-related powers. Becoming a vampire only provides him with enough
An endless lifespan to hone your martial arts skills to the pinnacle.
"Huh! With our army, just one Krag can't do anything to the Winter Palace. No matter how strong the demigods are, they can't defeat a thousand. But Snorri and Agrim are also famous strong men. The three of them
It’s hard to say if we work together.”
The blood dragon vampire turned its brain that had not been used for a long time and said a relatively tactful speech. It firmly believed that its ancestor was stronger than the old dwarf, but Ablash did not have the opportunity to show his full strength during the journey.
"Hahaha, if nothing else, just those few corpse demon kings are here. As long as Agrim dares to come, he can exchange the experience of dying in battle with his father in the underworld!
"
The vampire of the Stryger family, which had not spoken much before, laughed wildly. It no longer looked human, more like a large ghoul. This family focused most on the power of sex.
This group of elite vampires from different families chose to start their own business in Kislev for many reasons, but the most critical point is the large number of high-quality corpses left over from the Great Holy War.
The small army of Chaos Warriors under Asavakul is blessed by the massive divine power of the White and Dark Gods. Even if there are special warriors who have been deformed with fewer and weaker limbs, they are still much weaker than ordinary people.
Those on the Order side who followed Magnus thousands of miles to come to the aid were also elites. Our corpses are comparable to those of old Bretonnian peasants and the toiling members of the Empire, who are well-nourished after birth, but whose skeletons break with a single touch before death!
The final decisive battle was a tragic victory. Both sides had no time to clean the battlefield meticulously. It was the limit to expose their corpses to the wilderness. The weaker the corpse was after death, the less expensive it was to summon and maintain it. Of course, the strength was also related to the
those that match.
"Warriors of Kiswaif! Liberate Motherland today! Annihilate these filthy undead creatures!"
The team brought by Mirla in Pei Qiong were indeed elite as I said. They relied on their vigor to compete with the undead that far exceeded their own number. Upon seeing this, the Nikolachi vampire laughed strangely and waved his hand to drive a group of trolls away.
The zombies squeezed in later.
"If he thinks they must have escaped, will they come out to fight or rely on this palace to defend?"
Kragg pointed at the large group of low-level vampires watching the battle below the tower with a rune totem. Boris expressed his concerns to the master through the resonance between the runes. Little Master Kragg also believed that becoming a god is not something that can be achieved once and for all.
Once faith suddenly dwindles, it may also turn into dusk, and dwarves may even need to look for examples elsewhere.
"What's going on? Why is your ax knocking it down?"
The continuous losses of elites who had placed high hopes on them made the vampires' already pale faces even more ugly. However, they were also trying to slow down. The situation of the Boye and sects that had been entrenched in various places for as long as Kiswaif had already been figured out. The real threat was still those who took action.
Dwarf. "These mudbloods may fight for the old guys. We and the bald heads of the empire are the bad brothers. As long as you can attack that wave, if we are willing to give up, we will have to mobilize a small army from Karak Kaderin."
Come here, by the time you arrive with your short legs, you will have already moved with the small army."
"The giant bear has awakened from hibernation!"
Sir Garfield stroked his rough upper chin, recalling the overt and covert fights among the seven generations of vampires before Vlad, the ancestor of the family, was killed in the First Vampire War because the blood ring that could limit resurrection was stolen. There was definitely no choice.
, it wants to go back to Sylvania.
"Well!"
"Total annihilation? How is it possible? And why should it be possible?"
Fighting hand to hand, Mrs. Kiswai quickly realized that she was right. The small undead army behind her was not cannon fodder that could collapse at a moment's notice. There was no armor and stomach protection left under their bodies. The formation was only slightly slumped under the control of the blood slaves.
This defused the charge.
"Hey, hey, you are stubbornly resisting! The bear god Esun can't protect himself. How much divine power can you give him?"
"Ouch!"
Those trolls that had been eroded by Chaos were even smaller. They were carrying the sticks they carried when they were born and swiping at them, but the armored elites could not resist. Vladi saw that the situation was good, he straightened the Ice Blade in his hand, and shouted loudly.
Take the initiative to meet them.
Caitlin's brows furrowed and unclenched, and you finally looked at the least resourceful member of the Von Carstein family.
"Young Master.
"
The valet whispered in Catatlin's ear, yes, the first vampire in Neferatana's history was entrenched in the silver spire at the eastern foot of the World's Edge Mountains, north of Karak Kaderin.
"Garfield, what does he think?"
Looking at the massive undead creatures in the luxurious palace, Pei Qiongzhongmir's heart trembled, but the majestic momentum of the eight dwarves in front of him and the substantial military spirit of our personal guards still made me reluctantly calm down.
"Miss, I'm sure Butcher's Castle really sent Xiaojun. Why did we reveal the news to Silver Spire? What will happen then is certain!"
Pei Qiongzhong does not have an outstanding anti-undead resume, and both Junior Master Kragg and Agwaimu are willing to listen to my suggestions.
On the way here, perhaps because he heard the meaning of the dwarf's words, or perhaps because he was young and vigorous and was not as smooth as his father, Vladiboha spoke rudely, which made the King of the Southland doubt the profit.
Sustainability raises a small question mark.
Along with Vladi's roar, a giant bear phantom jumped under me, making my already strong body smaller. I swung the long-handled war blade with one hand and directly hit a giant bear.
The demon was split in two from head to toe.
Although this is only a small fortress, and vampires also hate the smell of dwarf blood, this place, also known as Karakobulin or the palace of the Midnight King, has always been an unpopular destination for butchers and expedition knights.
"Prepare the army for war, prepare the Terror Beast and this guy for harm, and leave as soon as the situation becomes confrontational!" The male tsar could be elected as the leader without decisiveness. You stood up and flashed out of the small hall.
"You are more inclined to go out of the city and form an array. The undead creatures can be accurate from a distance. This palace is also completely built as a war fortress. As long as you rush them back, you will have the advantage of numbers!"
"Yes, wait a minute, they are still watching!"
Pei Qiongzhong stroked his beard and thought to himself, when Snorimir, as a proud father, revealed that Vladimir was favored by Esun, Boris also briefly talked with the young warrior several times.
