From beginning to end, the Guards Corps had no intention of hiding its traces, and such a large-scale military operation could not hide it.
The Shadow Soul-Eating Leopard has been dormant around the target, observing every move of the undead legions guarding it.
The Guards Corps rushed into the undead canopy, and there was a small commotion in the undead regiment that had been silent all this time.
Groups of green soul fires lit up, and accompanied by waves of soul vibrations, small groups of undead soldiers left from the Bone Tower and penetrated deep into the undead canopy. The direction they headed towards was exactly the direction in which the Guards Corps entered.
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This is what Sean is most worried about.
He has always speculated that the Tower of Bones is closely connected to the Canopy of the Undead, and that the undead can pass through the Canopy of the Undead to monitor any living thing that enters it.
Now this guess has been confirmed.
Fortunately, the situation is not the worst. Although the undead manipulating the Bone Tower can sense that someone has penetrated deep into the undead canopy, they can also sense the direction of the intruder.
But I don’t know the specifics such as quantity.
Otherwise, the owner of the Bone Tower would not just send a few small teams of undead to scout.
"kill!"
The hundreds of undead soldiers sent out by the Undead Corps staggered less than two kilometers before they bumped into the 100th Guards of the Guards Corps.
The 100th Guardsman, who had been warned by Sean's energy clone, did not say any nonsense. The speed of guarding the Holy Light Chariot did not change at all, and countless sharp whistles echoed in the air.
That was the unique sound made by the big brass camphor gun when it shook.
The undead soldier sentries were fearless in the face of the enemies that suddenly appeared. They brandished tattered and various weapons and rushed forward with great momentum. The scene was a mantis trying to fight against the enemy.
Driven by the inertia of the high-speed galloping war horses, the trembling brass camphor gun can even tear out terrifying holes in a few centimeters thick stainless steel armor, let alone a flesh and blood body, even if the body strength is already higher than
Neither are ordinary immortal soldiers.
Hit the head, head fly.
Medium chest, chest piercing.
Hit in the arm, broken arm.
Some of the undead soldiers' muscles were so rotten that they were even broken into two pieces at the waist.
However, unless their heads are shot away directly and the connection between the soul fire and the body is severed, no matter how mutilated the corpses of these undead soldiers are, the part connected to the head will still remain alive.
Including the few undead soldiers whose heads were directly shot off, their mouths were still opening and closing. I don't know if they were letting out silent roars? Or trying to continue the attack.
That kind of situation is really as scary as possible.
For ordinary people without any psychological preparation, it would definitely be a disaster to run into this kind of enemy.
The cavalrymen of the Guards Corps were not surprised by this. They showed another weapon with their backhand, and bright rays of light shot out from above and fell on the undead soldiers.
The soul fire of those undead soldiers was like pouring a spoonful of boiling oil into it, boiling directly and sending out black smoke. Their soul fire was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ahhhh...
Waves of high-pitched wails and screams echoed in the air.
It was the painful cry from the soul.
The undead soldiers did not completely lose the feeling of pain, but their bodies were lost, but the fire of their souls was still preserved.
This kind of soul-level wailing is also a kind of torture for ordinary people. If you listen to it for a long time, you will have symptoms such as headache, nausea, and dizziness.
Many of the undead soldiers who were attacked started dancing on the spot, their limbs twisting and shaking involuntarily, and most of the attacks were seriously out of shape.
For undead soldiers, the fire of the soul is everything to them, it is the foundation of their existence and the central control system for controlling their bodies.
When the soul fire is directly attacked, the body naturally loses control.
What the 100th Guards Corps had just used to launch an attack was nothing else.
It is the purifying light that shines through the Medal of Light.
The pure light attribute magic energy is neutralizing the negative energy in the soul fire.
When the negative energy is neutralized, it is the moment when the laws of the plane reclaim them.
Compared with physical damage, this attack method that directly targets the source is more effective.
These blazing white lights were mixed with several golden rays.
The lethality of these golden rays is even more powerful.
Once it falls on an undead soldier, not only its soul fire, but also its body will burn and turn into balls of golden flames.
This kind of golden flame is like a plague to undead soldiers. If the undead soldiers next to them are exposed to this golden flame, they will immediately start burning.
The immortal soldiers have an instinctive fear of this golden flame. After seeing it, they immediately retreat.
This is the light emitted by the sacred military emblem that incorporates the power of law.
The golden flame burning on those undead soldiers is called the flame of law, and it is fueled by the fire of the souls of these undead soldiers.
Once attacked, they will fight to the death until their soul fire is completely burned out.
This is the reason why the soldiers of the Guards Corps flock to this sacred military emblem. It is too lethal to deal with undead soldiers.
The soldiers of the Guards Corps used the holy light emitted by the Holy Light Military Emblem to directly attack the origin of the undead soldiers. The big guns in their hands were also not idle, shaking and stabbing crazily, trampling over them.
The bodies of undead soldiers are like a layer of armor to their soul fire.
By destroying this layer of armor, the soul fire will naturally be more vulnerable to attack.
Don't forget, they are also guarding chariots of holy light, which are continuously emitting light spell energy. Although their degree of concentration is not as high as the light of purification, they continue to exist and continue to cause harm to them. This is also
Not to be underestimated.
If there is no holy light military emblem or light attribute combat skills.
Physical attacks alone can kill undead soldiers even by repeatedly slashing and ravaging their soul fire.
But without a dozen swords and eight swords, there is no way to weaken their soul fire to the extent that the laws of the plane can directly deal with it.
It's a long story, but in fact, the whole battle process was very short.
The 100th Guards only had one encounter with these undead soldier sentries before rushing over.
The second, third, and fourth centurions came crashing down.
These undead soldier sentries only carried up to the fourth centenary of the Guards Corps, and they were already dismantled to pieces, and basically no one was left intact.
The subsequent soldiers do not need to launch an attack at all. The Holy Light Chariots they defend can purify them.
Cleanly killing this sentry unit of undead soldiers did not help cover up the whereabouts of the Guards. On the contrary, it was like poking a stick into a hornet's nest.
The undead regiment that sent out the undead soldier sentry team immediately boiled over, and quickly began to form their troops, preparing to fight.
Most of the undead soldiers were summoned and resurrected by those undead, and there was a close connection between the two sides in the fire of souls.
Although this kind of close connection does not share memories and perspectives like Sean's Soul Beast, the most basic perception of existence is still there.
Once these undead soldiers die, the undead side will sense it immediately.
Even if it is sensed, it will not help and there will be no effective response at all.
Under the leadership of Sean, the Guards Corps did not give them time to react. The war horses were driven to the extreme and they rushed towards the undead regiment under the Bone Tower. It only took less than three minutes to kill them.
But the undead troops under the Bone Tower have not yet formed a decent formation.
"Holy Charge!" Sean's energy clone serves as the leader and has been walking at the forefront of the Guards Corps.
He knows the undead army in front of him best and knows what distance is most suitable for launching an attack.
One person, one gun and one horse.
With a blazing light, like a ball of torch, it hit the undead army heavily.
"Holy Charge!"
Sean was not alone. Half a second after he started charging, countless Guards Cavalry also turned into a ball of torches and followed him without hesitation, just like the other fingers on the fist, clenched with Sean.
He made countless fists and smashed them at the undead army.
Only in mounted combat can the power of a large gun be truly unleashed.
Sean had a deeper understanding of this sentence at this moment.
The inertia brought by the horse's speed greatly enhances the penetration of the big gun and the basic strength when using force to strike.
One second the big gun just knocked away an enemy, the next second it turned around and penetrated the head of another enemy, and the next second the tail of the gun had appeared on the chest of the third enemy, directly
Knock it away.
Sean perfected Arnold's gun skills. An ordinary brass gun seemed to come alive in his hands.
No undead soldier can stay two meters in front of his horse for more than one second.
Either he was picked off or he was kicked away.
The physical attack formed by the power and the magical attack brought by the blazing white light attached to the big gun were perfectly integrated, causing extraordinary lethality to those undead soldiers.
The brass camphor gun is ordinary, but compared to the big guns held by other guardsmen.
Strictly speaking, it is not an ordinary big gun, but a magic equipment.
With the development of military leadership technology, the equipment technology of Yongye Military Leader is also constantly being updated.
The enchanted equipment that they regarded as the first of its kind has been eliminated.
It was updated and became magical equipment such as the brass camphor gun.
Magic equipment and enchanted equipment are very similar in appearance, and both have extremely complicated spell circuits.
But there are essential differences in the principles of application.
Enchanted equipment is a self-contained magic circuit, and soldiers activate the energy devices carried on the equipment to exert magic-like abilities.
The ability and power of enchanted equipment are already determined when it leaves the factory, and have little to do with the soldiers themselves.
The equipment has no other requirements other than hard endurance limits on the user's body. No matter who knows how to use them, they can use them, including capturing their enemies.
Magic equipment only has spell circuits, but no energy devices.
To be more precise, the soldiers who use it are its energy devices. They will automatically adjust according to the energy and combat skills poured into them by the soldiers to exert their maximum power.
The power is naturally closely related to the soldier who uses it.
The more combat skills the soldiers who use it possess, the more magical energy is poured into them, and the greater the power they can exert.
If these magic equipment fall into the hands of those who do not have magic energy storage circuits in their souls and do not have the ability to master magic energy, it is not much different from ordinary equipment. At best, the manufacturing process is more sophisticated and the toughness is higher.
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Although the magic equipment is an original piece of equipment developed by Sean based on his own military leader's combat skills, it is not considered original in the history of Sean.
The Elf Blood Thorn in General Arnold's hand is a piece of magic equipment.
In the past, General Arnold was unable to exert its true power. It was not until he met Sean and fused his soul with the energy of the spell that the Elf Blood Thorn truly blossomed into the power of an ancient magical weapon.
Sean is not only engaged in high-intensity battles, but also in statistics.
Of course, the data he counted was not how many undead soldiers he killed.
Meritorious achievements have no meaning to him, and his strength is not demonstrated through this.
Sean was counting the strength and stamina consumed by each shot he fired, and whether there was any room for further improvement in his spear skills to make it more labor-saving.
For things that are extremely difficult for ordinary people, it should not be too simple for energy clones, because it itself is an energy body, and every part of the body and every bit of power used can be quantified.
The purpose of calculating this is of course to further optimize Arnold's marksmanship.
This approach has little significance for energy clones, but it has extraordinary significance for other soldiers who use spear skills.
On the battlefield, every time they save energy, they gain more life-saving skills.
Sean's data has not yet been completely compiled.
A cone-shaped tower made of skeletons had appeared in front of him, and the rich shadow energy fluctuations emanating from it had already indicated its identity.
The core target of this military operation of the Guards Corps is the Bone Tower, the energy device of the Undead Canopy.
After seeing its appearance clearly, calling it Bone Tower is obviously inappropriate.
Because it is no longer white, but gray. From the inside to the outside, it reveals an indescribable gray.
This is the color of shadow energy.
The shadow energy gathered on the Bone Tower was so strong that the bones were dyed into ashes.
It was so strong that the light emanating from the Guards Corps soldiers had no time to spread far before it was drowned by the continuous gush of shadow energy.
Directly from a human-shaped torch to a human-shaped candle.
There are signs of being submerged by the tide of shadow energy at any time.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
A series of clanging sounds sounded in the air.
Sean only felt his big spear sink, but he was unable to lift the enemy hit this time. The spear was squeezed in the middle and turned into a bow shape.
drink!
Sean shouted angrily and slapped the tail of the big brass gun with his other hand.
The groaning brass spear immediately turned into a draw, circling Sean's body 180 degrees, and struck heavily on the undead soul that had just resisted his spear attack.
The opponent staggered back a few steps, but did not flinch.