"Elder Klein?!" After the bone armor on the opponent's face collapsed, even if he had some guesses in his heart, Sean couldn't help but shout in surprise.
If the other party is not the former ruler of the Klein tribe, then who is the Great Elder Klein?
I didn't expect that this guy had also turned into an undead and was hiding among the army of souls.
When Sean screamed, Elder Klein clearly sensed this, and his eyes turned towards him, filled with hatred that could not be concealed.
Obviously, this was an enemy who was extremely jealous when they met. He recognized the thundering golden eagle hovering in the sky...
etc!
This guy still maintains his consciousness. Could it be that the soul consciousness of Elder Klein was not extracted by the God of Death?
Sean controlled the Thundering Golden Eagle to lower its altitude to see more clearly.
That's right, the other party's face is exactly the same as that of Elder Klein, but it has become several sizes bigger, just like the Hulk, no, it should be like the Black Giant.
There was an agility in his eyes that ordinary undead soldiers did not have, it was the light of wisdom.
Obviously, for some unknown reason, the God of Death retained the soul consciousness of Elder Klein. It is very likely that he set up a spokesperson to help him control the undead army, or even command the undead army on his behalf.
An undead army commanded by wisdom and an undead army without wisdom are two completely different things.
But the problem is that Elder Klein has not been impeccable from beginning to end. The undead army seems to be acting completely instinctively and does not seem to be commanded by intelligent life at all.
If Zifan showed any signs of command before, the artillery bombardment of the First Artillery Corps would not go so smoothly.
Could it be that Elder Klein was not conscious originally, but suddenly awakened due to the influx of a large amount of death spell energy?
Or was Great Elder Klein conscious from beginning to end, and everything was done intentionally by him?
If it's the former, that's it. If it's the latter, things get more interesting.
The reason why Sean made such a guess is that when the black mist condensed in the early stage, it did not flow into the body of Great Elder Klein, but condensed into a ball in the air, preparing to escape directly towards the Donau River at all costs.
posture.
Due to the continuous bombardment of the Eternal Night Army Leader, it was constantly dispersed, making it unable to condense into a ball. This gave Elder Klein the opportunity to continuously absorb the death spell energy into his body. The spell he absorbed
After enough energy, the entire ball of magic energy gathered towards him.
Sean had been controlling the Thundering Golden Eagle to conduct high-altitude observations. He had not noticed these abnormal points before, but now that he thought about them, they all emerged.
What does this mean?
This means that Elder Klein is competing for energy with the god he believes in.
As for the reason, it is not difficult to guess. When the Eternal Night Army leader made repeated attacks on the God of Death, a similar situation had already occurred, and the soul consciousness in its body tried to rebel.
The original owners of these soul consciousnesses may have been devout believers of the God of Death during their lifetime, but that does not mean they will still be after death. Especially when they feel that life after death is not as beautiful as imagined, the anger and resentment in their hearts can be imagined.
And know.
How pious I was at the beginning, I am angry now.
Especially Elder Klein, the original leader of the Klein tribe, may regret even more strongly.
Although Sean has not had direct contact with Elder Klein, judging from the behavior pattern displayed by him, he is an out-and-out lover of the tribe and will do anything for the crocodile tribe.
From the perspective of the leader of the Yongye Army, he made the wrong choice.
But from the perspective of a Crocodile tribesman, the choice he made was not necessarily wrong.
After all, it was obvious from the beginning that the leader of the Yongye Army was plotting against the Crocodile tribe. To Elder Klein, they were just a group of intruders with evil intentions. Their extreme reaction was also a sign of love for the tribe.
How could a person who loved the entire race so much watch helplessly as his own people were turned into a group of puppet monsters who were neither humans nor ghosts, and could not even retain their own sense of self?
Unless they are mad, no one can accept the God of Death's crazy idea of turning the world into a realm of death.
In the past, it was fine for Elder Klein to be suppressed by the God of Death. When given the opportunity, he would naturally rise up to resist.
If this were the case, it would not necessarily be possible for Elder Klein to take the initiative to control the undead soldiers to die under the gunfire of the Eternal Night Army leader. True death that returned to silence would be better than the powerful man in front of him who was manipulated like a puppet toy.
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Sean would definitely make this choice if he were to change his body.
But this is just Sean's personal speculation after all. Whether this is the case or not, you have to ask the person involved.
However, looking at Elder Klein's posture, I am afraid that he is also the target of resentment, and he will definitely not have in-depth exchanges or cooperation with me in this regard. It is most cost-effective to follow the plan and continue to weaken the spell.
As long as there is not enough magic energy, no matter whether it is the God of Death attached to the dragon-skeleton battleship or Elder Klein who is absorbing the black mist, strengthening himself, and transforming into a giant, he will have to take a break.
Without Sean's reminder, Captain Dempsey had already ordered the First Artillery Regiment to turn all the muzzles in the direction and launch a concentrated artillery bombardment at Elder Klein who was in a state of abnormality.
Rain-like shells came down with a scream, and violent explosions occurred one after another, instantly drowning the figure of Elder Klein.
Like a funnel, the downward surging black mist suddenly stagnated, as if someone had pressed the pause button, and then returned to its previous state of condensing in a spherical direction.
"Stop the bombardment!" Commander Dempsey ordered loudly.
Whether it was the artillerymen of the First Army or the soldiers of the Third Army, they all stretched their necks and looked in the direction where Elder Klein was before, wanting to see whether this monster was alive or dead.
The weirdness of this guy has completely shattered their cognition.
Thanks to Ji Yanming, the leader of the Eternal Night Army, their research on magic has advanced by leaps and bounds over the years, which has allowed them to fully understand and feel the magic of magic energy, and their endurance is far higher than that of ordinary people. Otherwise, just relying on the kind of magic shown by the opponent
Weird situations will cause them to collapse and flee.
At this time, the shortcomings of black powder were exposed. A large amount of black smoke generated during the shelling process covered most of the battlefield, especially in the area where the shelling had just been carried out. The black smoke was thicker and accompanied by raging fire.
Not to mention the Third Army, whose vision was mostly blocked by the continuous earthquake zones, even the First Artillery Regiment, which was stationed on a small high ground, would not be able to observe the life and death of the bombarded target for a while.
Just when everyone was looking forward to it, the strong wind picked up just where Elder Klein was. Not only did most of the black smoke blow away, but it also caused the flames to rise three feet out of the air, also helping to drive away the black smoke.
When this happens, of course it is not God who is kindly helping, but Sean, the lord of the Yongye Army, who is controlling the thundering golden eagle to use magic to disperse the black smoke.
Soon the situation in the field was revealed again, and everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Dozens of mortar shells hit a space of tens of meters at the same time, and the lethality was extremely powerful.
The place where Elder Klein was standing was blasted into a large crater several meters deep.
In this case, Elder Klein did not die.
However, the appearance is not much better. It is no longer as simple as a blur of flesh and blood, but basically has no human shape, just like a big black ball of flesh.
Not to mention ordinary people, even if it were a champion knight known for his strong physical recovery ability, he would definitely die in this situation, including those undead soldiers with similar immortal bodies.
But Elder Klein obviously cannot use common sense to measure it, especially when he has absorbed a large amount of death spell energy.
Amidst the bursts of bone crunching that made people feel sour, the big black meat ball that had lost its human shape was like a piece of plasticine, being swelled bit by bit under the kneading of an invisible big hand. First, The head, then the hands, feet, bulging muscles...
The head that emerged first from the black mass of flesh was twisted to an incredible angle, looking at the high ground where the First Artillery Regiment was located. The anger contained in his eyes made it difficult for Temple to see behind his glasses even though he was thousands of meters away. Captain Si also felt it clearly.
"Will that monster come towards us?" Master Baker, who was next to Captain Dempsey, also put down his telescope and swallowed involuntarily.
I couldn't help but groan in my heart, what kind of monster were they facing?
The guy in front of him was traveling around the world with a battleship weighing hundreds of tons, on ice and on land. The nearly meter-thick ice layer in front of him was like tofu. He could cut it however he wanted. No matter how you cut it, these upright masters once thought that the freezing effect produced by the freezing bomb was worse than that of ordinary ice.
When I was crossing the Daren River, I took a special look and found out that when I hit it with an extremely sharp engineering shovel, it was just like hitting steel, not even much debris fell out.
The ice with a large amount of magical energy incorporated into it is much harder than ice formed at 20 to 30 degrees below zero.
It's not that their artillery is too powerful, or the power of their special artillery shells is too weak, but that the enemies they face are too evil.
The God of Death was so terrifying that they recognized him. After all, he was an ancient being who had been buried underground for countless years and had the courage to proclaim himself a god. It's not worth being too weird about.
But an undead soldier transformed from a crocodile tribe has become so powerful and incredible that they are a little bit resigned to their incompetence. Is this world still the world they know?
Captain Dempsey did not answer Master Baker directly, but said with a gloomy face: "Come here, take Master Baker down from the position."
"What are you doing? I'm just asking, I'm not afraid..." Master Baker misunderstood something at first, but then suddenly understood that Captain Dempsey had answered his question with practical actions.
Not only is the opponent likely to attack the artillery positions of the First Artillery Regiment, Commander Dempsey is not yet confident that he can withstand it.
Having said that, facing such a terrifying enemy that most of the artillery regiment could not kill in one round of concentrated fire, no matter who it was, they would have no confidence.
Master Baker, who had a clear understanding in his heart, stopped struggling and left in a hurry under the escort of two soldiers.
It's not that he is afraid of death, but he knows very well that if he continues to stay here, not only will he not be able to provide help, but in the event of a conflict, he will become a burden. The soldiers of the First Artillery Regiment will definitely protect him at all costs.
As a scientific researcher, you should have the consciousness of being a scientific researcher. His role in the scientific research room and factory is far higher than that on the battlefield.
Before leaving, Master Baker solemnly promised Captain Demps: "When I return to the Firearms Bureau, I will definitely research more powerful artillery shells and try to face this kind of enemy again next time. Otherwise,
passive."
"I believe you." Captain Dempsey did not question Master Baker's ability at all.
Before Master Baker had gone far, Commander Dempsey issued a new order, "Concentrate fire and artillery fire, let go!"
Dozens of mortar shells broke through the air again, hitting the recovering black mass of flesh.
Elder Klein obviously knows the power of this attack this time. He dares to resist another round. His current monster ability is entirely supported by the consumption of a large amount of death spell energy.
The energy of this death spell is not endless.
roar!
Elder Klein let out a roar that was not much weaker than a cannon attack, and the black mass of flesh suddenly jumped up and jumped more than ten meters.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The second wave of bombardment from the Second Artillery Regiment arrived at this time.
There was another loud bang, fire broke out, smoke billowed, and earth and rocks flew everywhere.
Elder Klein, who had seen his human form again, used the impact of the explosion to escape from the center of the explosion.
roar!
The mutilated Elder Klein roared to the sky again, and the black mist that was about to condense into a ball in the air was once again attracted to him and rushed towards him.
This time he did not stay in place stupidly, but rushed towards the artillery position of the First Artillery Regiment. Although the speed was not particularly fast, the chance of hitting him with artillery was very slim.
And there were countless black mist behind him, so even if he was single-handed, the momentum he aroused was very terrifying. Even the First Artillery Regiment, the elite of the elite leaders of the Evernight Army, had a commotion, and many soldiers couldn't help but let go.
They slowed down their work, and some even stood up.
The strict military discipline and the responsibility in the hearts of the Yongye Army leaders suppressed their own fears and prevented them from running away.
The soldiers of Evernight are also human beings, and naturally they also have fear.
Especially when facing an inhuman enemy like Elder Klein.
When the God of Death was bombarded previously, its level of evil was far superior to that of Great Elder Klein, but its ability was mainly focused on escaping, and relying on battleships, the chance of being able to directly threaten them was very small.
This time it was different. Elder Klein could directly rush into their position and wreak havoc.
Although there is only one person, can this undead monster that cannot be killed be treated as one person?
"No chaos, covering bombardment!" Commander Demps shouted loudly while issuing a new order, "Guard battalions, gather towards me to form a defensive formation."
A group of Eternal Night soldiers holding sabers, towers and shields poured out from behind the artillery. Although the number was small, the quality was the same, and at least they were knights with combat skills.
The existence of soldiers like champion knights and great knights who push their limits means that the artillerymen cannot easily let go. Once they are targeted, they will stop.
Especially the First Artillery Regiment and the Second Artillery Regiment, which are relatively extreme independent artillery regiments, naturally need to be equipped with specialized close combat defense forces.
This is to cope with the current situation.
"All the great knights, follow me!" Marshal Ericson, who was not far away, also responded. With a loud command, he rushed towards the artillery position at the forefront.
The backbone of the Third Army responded to the call of their supreme commander and rushed out of the military formation.
The First Artillery Regiment's shelling continued from beginning to end, but the damage caused was getting smaller and smaller.