Seeing the walls of the Winter Palace tremble under the dwarf who suddenly turned into a stone statue, the Kislev warriors thought they saw the dawn of victory during the hard battle. But the barren tomb guards appearing behind the wall were already a problem for Snorri.
For mortals, it brings despair.
Czarina Catatrin saw the rebels' fear in full view, and the ambitious member of the Lymiya family showed a cruel smile. This was the feeling she left the Silver Spire and ran to this bitter cold land to establish her own family.
"Crunch, crunch!"
Under the urging of the vampires, the Tomb Guards moved forward with their limbs stiffened by long sleep. Humans could clearly see the different styles of equipment on their bodies. Although they had long been rusted, they were still deadly.
"Esun bless you!"
"Great Salihya, God of healing and solace, please bless me as I return to my homeland."
"Please, no, Sigma is on top!"
When faced with a force that is difficult for humans to resist, praying to the gods for help is the only option left. Sambo contestants from all over Kislev called for various gods, but they turned a deaf ear.
Without altar sacrifices, without priests and bishops, can the gods hear the call? Will they respond if they hear it? Even if they respond, how much power will it take to save them?
The distance of tens of meters was short enough and long enough. The warriors of Kislev, known as the Shield of Order, showed their own characteristics. No one was begging for a living, and no one was running around. They shared the fierceness they carried.
Drinking wine, I decided to face the undead army head-on.
"Beast! Don't leave!"
"It's boring. If you can still fly, then the world really belongs to Lord Niu!"
When Krag fully exerts his demigod power, in addition to weakening himself into an "arcane conductor", other mages who are the peak mortal spellcasters who reserve the wind of magic will be deprived of their source of power.
"call!"
"As he wishes."
"What are you still doing? Purify these dirty vampires!"
"Crunch!"
Abandoning the scattered tomb ghosts, Tatlin had just arrived at the viewing platform under the palace wall when there were bursts of strange noises in the air, and she saw a zombie dragon and a horror beast swinging and flopping around, in front of them
Behind his back stood the remaining vampire.
The humans drew their bows and nocked arrows, but with little effect. Tatlin smiled strangely, raised her left hand, weighed the war hammer and turned it twice, her eyes playfully shifting back and forth between a dragon and a beast.
From the very beginning of its creation, kiith skills have stood on the opposite side of the magical wind. Junior masters can rely on the weak kiith under the anvil of doom to bind part of the magical wind, making it more difficult for the enemy to cast spells.
"Hula la!"
There was shock and despair on the faces of Kejafiel and Snorrid. The big one-handed hammer was like a death talisman. It took all their strength to make the two undead behemoths fly. Acceleration and dodge were suspected of being weak.
Difficult.
"Hey, Vladimir, who does he want me to hit?"
The ancestors jointly chose to take the lead and shouted loudly. The dwarves who came with them had already agreed and shouted in a low voice. Before the brief silence, many Runewai ladies, who were shocked by the extraordinary power, also joined in.
.
That guy looks like a small version of the Tomb Haunter, or in other words, the Tomb Haunter looks like a larger version of it. This is indeed the case. The birth of the weak assault infantry was not about vampires opening their veins to let ghouls swallow their precious blood.
formed by pre-mutation.
Kejafiel roared, but the von Carsteins turned around and drove the Terrorbeast to fly south, while Huang Rongwei put his hands behind his back and watched the residual dragon glide and fall with the help of inertia.
"This, this bloody and cruel male devil!"
As Junior Master Keith, what did Master Tatlin do? I dispersed the wind of magic within a few radius and cut off the medium that controlled the undead. This vampire died suddenly due to the sudden backlash of the spell.
"hiss!"
The roar resounded across the battlefield as its power increased, followed by a loud thunder-like sound. The light emitted by Krag, the doomsday anvil brought up from the Eternal Peak, eclipsed the sun, and the sky and the earth seemed to
It was quiet for a moment.
"When it comes to frontal combat capabilities, Keith authority is still much weaker than equipment authority."
Yelling at Boyer, Tatlin finished brewing Storm Hammer. The skill itself and its authority were related to the wind of magic, retaining 100% of its power.
"Praise to the insignificant Krag, the god of Huang Rong and weapons!"
"Snorrid, save you!"
I can't inspire Keith to recall the war hammer and give the Terrorbeast a try at all, but compared to never letting go of trouble, eating two dishes seems to be more attractive. Under the palace wall, a loud bang broke the dead silence, Nikolai Chi vampire
The huge bald head exploded, and the white brains were scattered. There was a corpse standing on its own, and the bad image still knew what happened.
Tatlin took a deep breath and turned to look in the direction of Cragg. The master has been trying his best since then, and now he should do something.
Sir Snorrid raised his left hand behind his chest and grasped and stretched it out repeatedly. It was horrified to realize that the magical wind that used to be like an arm had disappeared! That was the innate ability of low-level vampires!
"puff!"
Without their commander, the small army of barren tomb guards froze on the spot. The low-level vampires under the palace wall just had their way. They fought for you and rushed towards the palace, rolling and crawling.
There are ghosts who dare to face common sense things.
Seeing the out-of-control tomb guard, Huang Rongwei stepped through the gap to find the stairs and climbed the palace wall. How dare several vampires wait for death on the spot, they flew or walked, and they scattered and fled.
The old guy suddenly felt that the King of the South had good intentions, but I also had time to think about it less.
"Dirty thing, can you dare to face Huang Rong's brave warrior?"
Compared to the guys who were more slippery and had slippery hands, Huang Rongwei immediately blocked the Strige vampire and its bodyguard, which was small and could not fly. It lay on its hands and knees, roaring and looking for an escape route, but what happened?
It will do what it wants.
With one stomp, one smash, one slash, the elite vampire was already a match for Huang Rongwei - its claws and canine teeth could not even break through the defense of the legendary armor, let alone the stone statue body.
"In my name, all dharma will be destroyed!"
Huang Rongwei stared at the two flying giant beasts and thought to himself, it's just that the giant beasts can fly when they are alive. The broken wing membranes before turning into undead were like fishing nets. There were seven air leaks in the battlefield, and the magical wind of the battlefield was blocked by Kragg.
It doesn't make any sense to still be able to flutter around after being dispersed by the teacher.
The war hammer carried a terrifying sonic boom and trailed a white trail straight towards the zombie dragon. The skeleton, which lacked magic protection, was vulnerable to a single blow. The war hammer passed from the butt to the base of the right wing, knocking off half of the dragon's body.
"That's that.
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"What a shameful thing, it really embarrasses the blood ancestor of his family! People are like ghosts, and when they become ghosts, they become beasts other than ghosts."