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Chapter two hundred and sixty-three

The vision suddenly changed from a short period of darkness to a bright and wide one. What appeared in front of everyone was a paradise like a paradise, a bright mirror sky, warm and bright light like the red sun shining from the sky, countless pure white lights

The array of shadows formed a crown of the sun in the sky. The red archbishop and a group of light priests and apostles of the Lord God of Space appeared in the transit plane. Warm holy light came from behind everyone. When they turned around, they saw the beam of inverse light.

Just from him

They brushed all around and went straight into the sky, replenishing the already brilliant battle array of light. When everyone was in this bright field of light, they felt as if they were standing in the realm of the Lord God of Light, which was entrusted with thousands of sacred things by legend. The fog had long followed the angels.

of large scale

After descending, purifying and disappearing, everyone can see the ancient stone door isolated at the end of the light field at a glance. The entire stone door is covered with vine-like mysterious patterns. The door is half open, and the boundless vastness inside is vaguely visible.

of emptiness.

"Kana, Linkton, you will lead the Discipline Legion to station around the Burial Gate. The permissions of the Angel Legion below the four wings will be opened to you. What you mainly need to do in this battle is to stay behind and guard the beacon of our return."

The red archbishop's face darkened

The two serious people said, Kana and Linkton nodded slightly, and the red archbishop turned around again, looking at the space apostles surrounded by a quiet and mysterious atmosphere, and said, "The abyss passage is in trouble again, and the holy light is purifying it."

The stakes are so high that we have no way out."

"We will ensure that the space channel is maintained and help you protect this lighthouse." Röntgen said solemnly.

The wings of the angel battle group, mixed with some orange-red holy flames, spread out as they quickly fell to the ground. They quietly watched the Roentgens who were guarding in an arc and holding the suspended silver ball of light. She murmured to herself.

The long and difficult to pronounce spells were chanted in the same tone, and the shadows quietly fell off the silver ball. The other spaces that were just watching Roentgen began to sing together, and the deep blue

Along with the syllables vibrating together, the light strips connected with each other and finally converged on Roentgen. The other people's voices gradually faded away, but Roentgen's ethereal and ethereal voice amplified little by little. The amorphous thick black shadow began to stand and stretched out countless numbers to the side.

A dark network like tree roots. When the black network no longer splits and grows, the depths of the thick black shadow begin to collapse inward, eventually forming a rotating vortex.

"Please, all of you." The red archbishop looked around, and without hesitation entered the abyss tunnel. He followed behind them without any expression, holding handfuls of scorching angels with holy flames attached to them. They were silent but the light continued to flow into them.

On the way forward, from a distance, it looks like they are marching in the morning light. Their momentum is like thousands of troops galloping with whips, causing streams and rivers to flow into the ups and downs of boundless waves and setting off tsunamis.

The turbid sea of ​​​​blood wantonly repressed tons of blood and dried up, leaving a pile of pale bones on the coast. The clouds suppressed Cui Weiru Mountain, and the bright star's deep blood light looked over the distorted forest where the bloody power law evolved. The cold and majestic forest

In the deep stone forest, countless demonic creatures are reveling here, devouring each other's flesh and blood and turning them into the basis of their own evolution. The demons who have taken out the spiritual shackles have built their own

The territory is surrounded by batches of lower-level demons. They are not only the minions of the demon lords but also their food. Here, they always follow the instinct of life to survive. This should be the case, but in the abyss, alienated specialties

The special demons with attributes have begun to try to reverse the deep-rooted instincts. Demons are already taboos, and they who transcend the taboos have become taboos among taboos.

The "buzzing" dazzling light tore apart this land huddled in the deepest corner of the abyss. The whole body was shrouded in brilliant gold and the angels flapping their wings of hope appeared here again after thousands of years. It was like a magnifying glass.

Pay close attention to the small focus created by the sun, turning the darkness into flames

The burning substrate, the surging heat spread, and rows of angels lined up to start the battle formation. "Gate of Chant!" A high-pitched and rich voice sounded, and the angels also completed the battle formation at the same time. It was indeed a door.

A door of light based on the angels themselves, their wings are completely

Fully relaxed, the radiance of the bright holy sword held high corresponds to each other, the eternal darkness is shaken by the day, the majestic hymn surrounds the angels who carry the light gate based on themselves, and the milky white light converges inward from the angels who piece together the outer outline,

Finally, the clear, soft and warm Holy Light Seal lit up, and the door was opened by

Opened from the inside and outside, the classical chain mail is close to the body, crowned by a dark gold crown, and shakes out the four pairs of holy wings between white and gold. His eyes are like torches, and the purifying holy flame burns in his palms and condenses the judgment of light.

There are three sacred ranks: Seraph, Lord Angel, and Battle Angel, whose name is Hua Yejia...

The boiling sound of "coaxing" kept ringing in the ears. The skeleton was pillowing beside the city wall. It was the magic crystal cannon that was charging. Soon they would be able to rest. It was a skeleton and there was no concept of rest. It turned its head.

, looked at the mercenaries sitting around him, and told him to stay here and kill him.

It is not a big deal to be an enemy of the same undead. It has always done this in the land of the Darkness. At that time, it was just to eat and grow. It stands to reason that continuing such a battle has no psychological burden on it at all.

It said it should be very pleasant, but it became more and more worried.

"Skeleton Mercenary Group! It's your turn to change shifts! Hurry!" The man wearing a typical alchemy robe shouted loudly, and the skeleton used this to wake up the exhausted team members.

"Boss, we made a loss this time." The wretched man rubbed his sleepy eyes, "If you accidentally lose your life this time, it will be meaningless to make more money. Boss, you are in such good spirits, please pay attention.

Me? Don’t let me get killed accidentally. I haven’t had the chance to spend all the Fister in my hand. After all, I only asked Miss Fayance to drink two or three times. If this vote is in vain, I will lose more than I gain.

La!"

"You kid! The boss's heart is also limited. Do you really think that the boss is the undead outside? Do you need a rest?" the short man said sternly with his eyes rolling.

"Okay, it's time to go!" Delise said helplessly, holding her forehead.

"Hissing, hooting", several huge green skulls rose up behind the black undead army with no end in sight, "Bobo!" The skulls, mixed with scalp-numbing screams, crossed over.

The undead souls who used their bodies to rush straight to the city gate finally landed on the city wall.

The moment before landing, corrosive mucus splashed out, and the low-level mercenaries with layers of protection were corroded into shriveled corpses like paper. After a moment, Shen Shen began to crazily attack his original comrades with his wrinkled palms. There

In an air strike, only high-level combat power is released

Only the protective barrier of energy (vindictive energy, magic power) can resist these weird but extremely corrosive slimes. The guards who had already set a rhythm were also thrown into temporary chaos because of the opponent's attack. The undead who lost their inhibitions took this opportunity to

Climb up the city wall, skeleton warrior

Pulling out the bone weapons, the Wither Guards accumulated green ghost fireballs, and the Abomination pulled out the terrifying projectile hammers sewn into the dark and smelly flesh. Their goal was obvious. They gave up attacking the chaotic defenders and turned to

Risking his life, he crashed into the magic crystal cannons that were accumulating energy and getting hot.

"Dong Dong!" The huge Abomination allowed the sharp arrows to sink into his thick flesh, and stubbornly threw the heavy hammer and ax at the magic crystal cannon, "Quick! Stop them!

"The mercenaries are using amplified sound effects

Under the call of the alchemists and others shouting from the shells, they focused on attacking these abominations that could pose a great threat to the magic crystal cannon. The skeleton quickly jumped on the back of a heavy abomination, and the cold and icy breath swept into the hand.

Special magic weapon, the skull stabbed heavily into the abomination

The spine, ice seeped into it, annihilating the soul fire in the hateful head that ignored everyone and scratched the body with wounds splattered with acid-black bodily fluids. "Boom" the floor shook, and the skeleton rushed towards Delise before she could release the cover of gray smoke.

The other abomination, the taller one, is guarding Delis.

Wearing the steel gauntlet on his hand, he easily smashed all the charging skeleton warriors into powder. The dwarf slowly opened his bow and knocked down the withered guards who were accumulating magic power. The wretched man hid in the chaos and knocked down the withered guards.

The ghostly creature trying to attack the skeleton was extinguished.

"Look! The undead are retreating!" Just as the skeleton killed an abomination again, someone suddenly heard someone shouting excitedly.

"Really! Brothers, hold on! Those undead souls can't hold on!"

"Kill! It's these guys that cost us half of our team members! Kill these cold guys!"

Delise stopped chanting spells and turned to look under the city wall. The undead that had originally swarmed the main city of Korsi began to slowly retreat, revealing a battlefield full of purple and black vines, just like watching

When the overwhelming frenzy slowly returned to calm, Delise breathed a sigh of relief. The skeleton was also standing next to them. Delis

Seeing the skeleton's right palm exposed in the dim night, the original right palm that had not been covered by a special magic weapon, Delis couldn't help but look around. Seeing everyone staring blankly into the distance, Delis looked at

Without knowing what they were looking at, he carefully walked up to the skeleton, chanted dark magic softly, and covered the skeleton's right palm.

"What's going on? I think I saw someone." The dwarf murmured to himself.

"It's just human-like undead, right? It seems like they want to use the elite undead to attack forcefully. Hehe, I think this group of undead will stop here! I know that generally speaking, the more they can retain their original appearance,

The more powerful the undead are, like

It's the Black Knights. They are nothing like these skeleton abominations that can no longer be seen as they are. However, our magic crystal cannon must have been charged with energy! Regardless of whether it is high-level or not, it will all be blasted with one cannon!"

The tall man felt a little complacent at the moment.

"It's not a high-level undead." Delise said in her heart. She is also a mage who has practiced necromancy. She knows that unless it is a very powerful high-level undead, those undead beings cannot be controlled.

Releasing negative energy, if these figures in front of them are converted into the negative energy frenzy that high-level undead can trigger, they can even forcibly destroy a person in a short period of time.

An area has been transformed into the soil of the war undead, but now she cannot feel the obvious negative energy tide, which means that they are probably ordinary creatures, but this is meaningless. Even if the undead forcibly enslave ordinary creatures, they cannot shake Gor

The decision made by the defenders of the main city of Sri Lanka can only be said to be humanitarian and allow them to leave painlessly.

Scattered figures in the distance walked to the edge of the purple-black vines, but they didn't care. Continuing on, the dwarf with eagle eyes could naturally see circles of vines dragging them towards the ground, "Boom

!" They heard some strange noises, dark mucus spread from around the vines, and the speed of the vines was unconscious.

The speed slowed down, and then one hollow shadow after another followed. "Boom, boom, boom" the defenders watched numbly as their bodies turned into dark and turbid liquid and spread farther away. The vines that were continuously soaked in mucus had stopped.

The movements were like being poisoned, and then piece by piece, the original purple-black Vine Mantian was gradually reduced to a palpitating ink black.

"Da da!" The defenders quietly listened to the sound of their limbs being trampled in the viscous liquid. "Boom!" There was no resistance and no reversal. The defenders also knew that these vines that seemed to be spreading their claws were rising in the defenders.

Having done so, they greatly slowed down the undead so they could breathe, and now the fence guarding them was being bulldozed.

"Kill them! Kill them! Stop them from moving forward!" The thunderous shouts woke up the bewildered guards.

"Hey! We escaped by chance! They said they would let us go as long as we could get through!" In a daze, the archers seemed to hear such shouts, which caused them to not release the sharp arrows that they had already stringed.

.

"Yes, yes!"

"We are not undead!" Then the sounds that the archers heard became richer and richer, and they seemed to really see the figures that were struggling to approach them happily and with difficulty giving their own voices joy.

"What are you doing standing still! Shoot an arrow!" the leader of the Gorsi garrison yelled.

"Why don't you take a look first?" an archer suddenly hesitated.

"Yeah, I feel like, let's take a look first? What if it's really possible?" That archer continued to gain recognition from other archers.

"You are being disturbed! Mages! I'm begging you!" The leader of the garrison took a deep breath, but did not get angry.

"No! Look!" The archer from before suddenly pointed to the location of the first figure that fell to Fujita and said, "They seem to be real! We should wait!"

"Yeah, I saw it too! No matter what, I'm not going to fire the first bow! I'm going to hit you!"

"We are mercenaries, not butchers!" more and more archers said.

"Trouble, I'm afraid the other party has used a rare joint field in necromancy." Delise looked at the archers who kept raising objections to the leader of the garrison and whispered to the skeletons, "The necromancer can stand for a long time.

It lies in their transformation of the war undead land and the transformation of the war undead. They will allow the undead to continue to have a huge army of undead that can be driven. However, there is also a special series that goes against the orthodoxy of today's undead, and that is the undead.

A series developed from the source, fight back!"

"What does this mean?" The skeleton was a little frightened.

"The "Strange Creatures" book I collected said that the undead were originally established to study the rebirth of dead lives. In other words, they initially studied necromancy to study whether they could use nature to produce undead.

The method of resurrecting the dead life while retaining the original life form." Delise clenched her fists, "But as people later discovered the research on the undead, resurrection without side effects is impossible, and that is against the law.

entire plane

Laws, and later the necromancers gave up the in-depth study of this aspect. However, during the long process of exploration, the necromancers finally discovered a special case of resurrection with no side effects, that is, the soul is completely stagnant and separated from the entire world.

The large plane law system allows the soul to directly use magic power to condense the body. In this way, life that is separated from the plane laws cannot exist for a long time, just like the water flow that has broken away from the cup model is maintained in the shape of the cup. "

"But it seems that no one else except the archers has seen these resurrected lives?" The dwarf couldn't help but interject.

"Of course, because it's very difficult for a single person to maintain such a living life, let alone such a large area in front of us!" Delise felt a little cold sweat on her forehead, "They are like phantoms now, just like you see

The clouds moving in the sky are not the objects you actually imagined, but you will still be deceived by your existing perceptions.

I think they will be specific objects. The current situation is that you archers with vision beyond ordinary people are confused by the shapes of objects you recognize solidified by people on the clouds. Their methods are more advanced and harder to detect, but they are just

Limited to you archers who can see the shape of clouds clearly!"...(To be continued)


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