In the center of the battlefield after enduring the bombardment of meteorites and the raging lightning, Kaidan, who was waving his weapon and cutting apart corpses, suddenly stopped his movements.
His sword blade stopped on the head of one of the craftsmen's corpses. His originally vigorous movements became hesitant at this moment. With the only remaining memory, Kaidan recognized the charred corpse and could only reluctantly
Identify the identity of the corpse of the craftsman whose appearance was revealed.
"Lontar, is it you..."
Kaidan recognized that the undead craftsman in front of him was the son that the Tazis and his wife asked him to look for in his last mission. Kaidan had seen the portrait that the Tazis and his wife had taken out and remembered it deeply.
So he recognized it at a glance. Now he has found it, and Lonthar has also turned into a charred corpse.
Longtar's face still retained the expression he had during his lifetime. Among the undead craftsmen, he seemed a little depressed. He didn't even realize the danger contained in the chain lightning, or even noticed that death was coming, so he turned into a ghost.
With a charred corpse.
Under the high temperature brought by the lightning strike, Lontar's eyeballs melted. Kaidan tried to straighten his cheek to identify his identity, but his palms were soaked by the yellow and white turbid liquid flowing out of the empty eye socket. "What are you hesitating about? Now is not the time to hesitate."
With a scolding, the broadsword swept across, instantly splitting Lontar's body into two pieces, and the red-haired mercenary came to Kaidan's side.
"The enemy's main force may arrive at any time, and we don't have much time." The red-haired mercenary shouted to Kaidan. Seeing Kaidan nodded in confusion, he immediately picked up his weapon and jumped towards the next corpse of an undead craftsman. p>
Kaidan glanced at the lifeless corpse of Lontar, stretched out his hand to open the fingers of the corpse, and picked up the thing that he held tightly and did not let go even after death. It was an exquisite golem.
The puppet looks like an Iron Man shrunk countless times, and also like a toy. There is a string of springs behind the Iron Man, and it can move without the control of a spiritual imprint.
Kaidan put away Iron Man and set off on the battlefield again.
"Why hasn't the main force of the legion arrived yet? Where is our support? Have you reported the news truthfully?"
Looking at the undead craftsmen who suffered heavy casualties, Cedros suddenly became anxious. Having lost his mana, he was unable to save those craftsmen, and even encountered an accident himself. The vampire king who happened to convey the order returned from the gate of time and space, and he
I quickly asked him about the situation there.
"Lord Undead Sage... I reported the news, but the commander refused to send anyone to support because the main force of the legion was already on a mission. I'm afraid no one will come to help us." The Vampire King did not dare to neglect and hurriedly
Tell the situation truthfully.
"What... this is impossible..." Cedros' eyes narrowed. He could never have imagined that this was the reason for the delay in the arrival of support.
"What should we do now? Lord Cedros?"
"The war workshop has suffered such heavy losses, the master will definitely not let us go...Only death can wash away the sins on our bodies."
Listening to the wails of nearby undead creatures, feeling the morale that had declined to the extreme, the undead sage sighed. He could no longer wait like this, and immediately pushed away the vampire standing in front of him: "Get out of the way, I will ask in person.
Ask Commander Farese what is going on."
After passing through the portal, looking at the unfamiliar building in front of him, Cedros came to the town where the commander was located, which also made him slightly stunned: "This is... Tris City?"
Relying on his past memories, the Undead Sage quickly identified the town he was currently in, which was the city of Tellis at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. What puzzled him was that the commander should be stationed in the eastern theater to prevent Master Brakada from attacking.
Their counterattack is only right, why do they appear in this border city?
In the view of the Undead Sage, when the Cirrus City where the war workshop is located was attacked, Farese did not send out the main force for reinforcements as soon as possible. This was already a dereliction of duty on his part as the commander-in-chief, and he should be deprived of the title of general of the legion.
Name.
It wasn't until he rushed to Tris City in person that Cedros realized that something was wrong. Apart from the howling of the cold wind, there was no sound of life in the city. The undead creatures nearby had solemn expressions, and the pressure on them was no more than normal.
How much easier would it be for the war workshop personnel who were attacked by the enemy?
All kinds of unusual actions also made Cedros understand that things seemed not as simple as he thought.
"General Farese."
Soon, across the frost-spreading streets in the city, Cedros found the serious-looking Farese on the tallest tower in the city, "The war workshop in Cirrus City is under enemy attack. I need reinforcements from the main force of the legion. If
If it goes a little longer at night, none of the craftsmen in the city will survive, and even the master will be unable to save them."
"The Vampire King who arrived earlier has told me the news about Cirrus City. My answer is the same as before, there will be no reinforcements."
"What?" Cedros' expression changed. Farese's answer completely aroused his anger. "What do you mean without reinforcements? Do you know how much it will bring to the master's development when the war workshop is completed?
With help? The best craftsmen in Brakada are gathered in the war workshop. Do you plan to watch them all be killed by the enemy? How did you become a commander? When the master knows about this,
He will never forgive you."
When Cedros was angry, Farese looked calm. It was not until Cedros's roar was completely over that he slowly spoke: "I understand what you said. Those craftsmen are related to our future development, but if
What if we have no future?"
"What are you talking about?" Cedros was stunned, not understanding what he meant.
"The powerful enemy, the hero Moriel, who is entrenched to the west of Bracada, has mastered the ability to kill the master. Once she succeeds, everything the master has built, even the master himself, or you and me, will be completely destroyed.
, no trace remains. Do you want to see that happen?" Farese asked with an emphasis.
Listening to Farese's story, Cedros also understood the seriousness of the problem. No wonder the undead creatures he saw along the way had solemn expressions: "Even so, we shouldn't leave the craftsmen alone..." p>
Farese shook his head: "All the legion members who can be used are now on the battlefield west of Brakada. They are engaged in a bloody battle with Moriel's alien legion. There is no remaining strength. You are here just in time, you don't have to
We have returned to Cirrus City. Let us stay and fight."
Cedros opened his mouth wide, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute.