The black moon falls, golden rain, storms, elemental visions, the collapse of the law of tiamat, the flight of the shallow sea natives, and the boundless darkness.
This night is destined to be restless.
In the countryside of the Golan-Elsen generation, mountain people ran out of their houses and looked up at the stars. After the golden rain fell, shadows enveloped the forest, leaving only the mad witches and prophets in the darkness.
Roars, barks, and the sounds of animals running in the woods came from far and near.
But the pairs of eyes in the darkness were exceptionally bright, reflecting the silver lines across the sky.
"Look at the suffering that is rampant in the world..."
"Master Martha, when will it end?"
The mountain wind took away the ancient songs of the mountain people.
The army of monsters gathered in the Yusong Mountains, a common wolf pack outside the borders of the Eruin civilization. Led by a silver-haired and vigorous female wolf, they rushed towards the Silman area and formed dozens of miles away.
There was a thick black carpet.
The howls of wolves came and went, like the trombones of a legion.
Two young men lying on the high ground near the Chablis Mountains were watching this scene blankly. The sound of hundreds of thousands of black wolves running on the ground was like thunder through the clouds, several miles away.
They could all hear it clearly. The two of them lay shivering in the bushes, not daring to move or even take a breath of air. This was the place where the Blood Staff died that day. Before it died,
It screamed and cursed the banshee king Arvette, and swore a poisonous oath that its soul would linger until the day of death, until it died together with the latter.
Then an arrow hit its skull, splitting its soul fire in two. It fell from the horse and landed right in the middle of the grass.
The two young people witnessed this scene with their own eyes. They felt that the cold eyes of the blood staff seemed to be watching them from behind. Its curse that day was indeed fulfilled. The day when the undead returned to the world was the day when the world was destroyed.
For a moment, it was clear that any words to describe it could not be more appropriate than the scene at hand.
Both young men are Ke Wen's subordinates. Ke Wen was named Baron Silman by Princess Griffith after he defected to Brando. The fiefdom is in Silman, but it is currently occupied by Eruin and Madara.
On the front line of the confrontation, Brando left a fief for Ke Wen in the Ring of Trade Winds, while the latter only left a small army here.
An army responsible for monitoring the movements of the undead.
They are the scouts in this army. In recent days, the skeletons of Madala are ready to move. Investigations have become more frequent. There are several secret sentries in the valley, and they are just one of them. But they know that their colleagues may
If you don't go there yourself, someone might have already escaped.
It wasn't that they didn't want to run, but they were so scared that their legs were weak.
In the valley directly opposite the highland, in addition to the secret sentry, there is also an army of the undead stationed. The undead lords leading it are the dead lord Roffman and the war lord Lei Dios. The latter is the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse that Brando is familiar with.
The red knight among.
It is slightly different from the combination of the one-eyed dragon Tagus and Instasaurus that Brando had guessed in advance.
The local mercenaries in Silman have already known this information very well. The rotten knight Croat, who spared Brando's life in Sir Rorizon's tomb that day, played an important role in it. Ordinary people are very familiar with this information.
It is difficult to figure out the organization of the undead and the lords represented by different flags, but Crot and Brando are different. During their stay in Fatan Port, they passed most of the information to Anditina and Freya.
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Although Brando hates Madara, he does not discriminate against the individuals in it. The rotten knight Crot is originally a wall-riding faction in Madara. It does not want to see the unification of the country of the Dead Moon. In fact, it just wants to go back to the past.
In that kind of lawless life, Brando promised to give it a piece of land in the Black Forest so that it could control its own destiny, and the latter completely became the leader without any sense of discipline, working for Eruin with all his heart.
The two young men didn't know that the undead opposite had actually discovered them long ago.
Lei Dios woke up from his 'sleep' state several times that night. The sleep of the undead is a sacred thing for them. Although they do not need to rest, sleep can temporarily calm them and keep them away.
Immortal pain and suffering.
Many undead regard eternal sleep in a coffin as a noble and sacred ritual, but the Temple of the Dead Moon has strict rewards for dormancy rituals. Strictly speaking, except for high-level undead, few people can have the power of dormancy.
Lei Dios became a dark noble after the first Black Rose War. He was rewarded by the temple for his contribution in the battle to attack Lidenburg. Although it was not personally commended by the Supreme One, it was still considered a reward.
Such a supreme honor.
The warmth of the Temple of the Dead Moon is different from that of other temples on the mainland. The priests wearing acolyte robes do not show off to anyone, and they are human beings, the rare non-undead in the Kingdom of the Dead Moon.
Dark noble.
Lei Dios walked out of his skeleton tent, and the low-level undead outside automatically turned their attention and focused on him. The red knight wore a black armor with a Black Rose Medal on his chest.
, an ankh, and the knight's command sword hanging on his waist. Except for his pale face and covered with corpse spots on his skin, he looked the same as a human knight.
I don’t know when it began to rain steadily in the sky. Cumulonimbus clouds drifted from the sea of Toniguer. Together with the thousand-year tide, they passed through the Jeandener and Tosancade corridors, creating a beautiful scene for these three areas.
It brings the last rain of autumn.
Lei Dios stared at the wolves running in the river valley. The vibrations on the ground were transmitted far away. Even in the rain, the debris on the rocks were beating crazily, the grass and trees were shaking, and the leaves were shaken off.
Water drops.
But there was no fear in Lei Dios's heart. The undead themselves knew no fear. Although the high-level undead knew how to preserve themselves, reason rather than emotion dominated their actions. This was the fragility of the people of the Dead Moon.
The greatest advantage of living things.
He looked at the black carpet that was swallowing up the valley. He didn't even look at it for a second, then turned back and took another look at the top of the valley.
The sky is dark and lightless, and it is the loneliest moment before dawn.
"lets go."
He gave an order.
There was no voice of objection or inquiry, and the undead acted consciously, like a silent whole, or a giant beast waking up. Groups of lights representing the fire of the soul soon lit up in the darkness.
In just a few minutes, the entire huge camp came to life, a state that even the most well-trained human troops would never be able to achieve.
From the beginning to the end, Lei Dios never looked back at the river valley.
The two young men lying in the grass suddenly felt a sense of alarm. One of them turned around subconsciously, only to hear a soft hiss, and a bone arrow suddenly appeared on his neck. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.
, trying in vain to grab his own throat, but unfortunately he fell on his back before he could utter a complete syllable.
In his last vision, he saw a corpse witch holding a bone staff standing in the jungle in the distance.
However, unlike ordinary corpse witches, this corpse witch wears heavy armor, holds a shield in his left hand, and the bone staff in his right hand is less than an cubit long. It does not wear a helmet or faceplate, and its bare skull is exposed from the breastplate.
, with two points of phosphorescence in his eyes.
This corpse witch did not bring any skeleton warriors as his subordinates. He looked like a lone ranger. There was a thick book with a black cover and silver hook hanging on his waist on an iron chain. Rainwater rolled down from the pages of the book, but it could not soak through it.
It's not the slightest bit.
If Brando were here, he would definitely exclaim when he saw this thing: Death Knight!
The undead are unique heavy-armored mages. They are the only ones in the Slate War that have no semicolon. Although they are not as flexible and versatile as real black magicians, they can be mass-produced like corpse witches, making them useful in wars.
became extremely threatening.
And these death knights are not just weak wizards. In fact, they also have gold-level strength in melee combat. It can be said that they have both magic and martial arts, which are extremely difficult to deal with. After the undead possess them, they can only use weak weapons.
The history of skeleton knights, ghosts and bone vultures acting as scouts is gone forever. Death knights often single-handedly destroy an entire team of scouts from other races when fighting against them. From then on, they not only have all-pervasive detection methods,
It also has the ability to shield the battlefield.
The Death Knight is one of Tamar's proud masterpieces, but now Madara does not have this master alchemist, but it still has their most ideal unit in the Second Black Rose War.
The corrective force of history seems heavy and irresistible at this moment.
The young man who had a bone arrow in his throat twitched twice in the end and stretched out his hands as if to catch the air, but in the end he only caught a few drops of rainwater.
Then it lost its vitality.
His companions were already stunned and had not thought why they would be discovered, but the instinct of survival made him run away. But before he could run a few steps, the second bone arrow screamed and caught up with him.
Holding his back, he paused slightly, stumbled a few steps forward in the rain, and then fell down.
The death knight took one final look at the two corpses with phosphorescent eyes, then put away the bone staff and left again.
At the same moment, such scenes were played out repeatedly in this valley.
But few people know it.
The wolves, including the wolves several miles away, had no idea of the fight in the rainy night. Their only targets were the lights of civilization in the Silman Valley. The dark tide surged across the land, and the nearest town seemed just a stone's throw away.
