Doom Knight System

The days of marching were very boring. The whole hell knew that there was an action. The powerful demons all retreated, and the weak demons did not dare to provoke Lancelow's team. One month later, Lancelot set foot on the sea of ​​undead again. land.

The sea of ​​undead is always gloomy and cold, and the dark wind whizzes past with unwilling ghosts, as if madly venting their dissatisfaction with the living.

This kind of environment made the demon fighters very uncomfortable. The temperature on their bodies seemed to be taken away by the dark wind, and a rare atmosphere of uneasiness spread in the team.

In the eyes of the undead, demons also belong to the category of the living. Except for a few wise and strong, most undeads have no different attitude towards demons and humans. Even demons with soul fire are more likely to arouse the greed of undead.

A rather ironic thing happened. The biggest threat to Sunset Castle had now become a barrier, preventing the soldiers of the Lich King's Castle from moving forward.

Lancelot's support team arrived late, and many of the team in front had already been swallowed by the skeletons in the Sea of ​​the Undead. The white skeletons were crowded together, roaring wildly at the demons.

"Squeak!" Lancelot jumped out of the car, his ankle was sunk in the white bone powder, and a cloud of white smoke was raised.

"Ahem... this is the sea of ​​undead?" Jessica hung on Lancelot, and said with some horror, the battlefield in front of her was like a meat grinder that was constantly consuming the lives of demon warriors. Places were not spared at all.

"That's right! This is the battlefield!" Lancelot opened his arms, took a deep breath, and said with considerable enjoyment.

Jessica was a little surprised by Lancelow's indifference, but it made her feel calmer. The only thing she can rely on now is the dark troll in front of her. She, who was once proud, would never have thought that one day she would completely cling to.

The rolling mountains towered like giants, and the Devil's Canyon looked like a giant's mouth in the fog ahead.

A flame demon retreated from the front line. After seeing Lancelot, he said loudly: "The order of the war knight Melissa, all the teams are assembled, and now go to battle!"

Lancelot smiled coldly and said, "It's impossible. I know that all the teams will rest for a day before fighting. We are demon fighters who are never afraid, but that doesn't mean we will obediently die."

The flame demon was stunned, his already red skin seemed to be congested with blood, and sparks spewed out from his nostrils and pores, but facing a higher-level demon than himself, he succumbed to the nature of obeying the strong , so he lowered his head and said respectfully: "The southeast direction is the camp, you can go there."

"Let's go! Let's go eat meat!" Lancelo laughed wantonly with his arms around Jessica, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the exhausted demon fighters around. If it wasn't for the fifty heavy armored Berserkers, I am afraid someone would have come Get in trouble.

The entire camp accommodated nearly 50 demons, of which less than [-]% were medium-level demons, and most of them were low-level cowards or snake demons.

Seeing Lancelot's team rushing in mightily, the demons stationed in the camp did not dare to neglect, and obediently delivered the meat after inquiring clearly.

These pieces of meat turned into jerky under the blowing of the dark wind, it was like a stone in the mouth, and it was full of bloody smell.

This kind of thing is quite popular, and Lancelot will never touch it. Jessica has opened the tavern for many years, and has long since possessed the ability to turn decay into magic.

The dry and hard meat was put into the stone pot, and the hot hellfire quickly disintegrated the meat into minced meat in the water. After removing the blood foam on it, the rich meat aroma wafted in the air.

The surrounding demons sniffled and looked at the stone pot enviously, but quickly turned their heads away, so they could only hide away in order not to affect their appetite.

After eating and drinking, Lancelot leaned on the stone to rest, his eyes closed for two hours, the ground trembled slightly, and a dark knight rode over on a wildebeest.

"Dark troll! Go to the battle now, we need your support ahead."

An order that cannot be refused, more than [-] knights followed behind the dark knight, all of whom were middle-level demons.

Lancelot patted the ashes and said, "No problem! We are infantry, but we can't outrun knights."

"You are used as cannon fodder to pave the way for the knights!" The dark knight said coldly. It was only as tall as Lancelot on a horse, but it didn't have any fear at all, as proud as a king.

laugh!The Fury Blade trembled slightly, streaks of bluish-black magic power gradually condensed, the surrounding bone powder seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and it was forced to the ground, compacted into stones little by little.

The dark knights pulled the reins, constantly comforting the horses under their crotches, and at the same time communicated with each other with spiritual power, as if they were a little surprised by Lancelot's strength.

The leader of the dark knight nodded slightly, lowered the knight gun in his hand, and recognized Lancelot's combat power. The strong will always get preferential treatment, so he said in a deep voice: "Melissa's order cannot be disobeyed, but you can Withdraw from the battlefield when the battle loss ratio reaches half, and at the same time give priority to replenishing slave soldiers."

"Deal!" Lancelot turned his head and roared loudly: "Did you hear that, trash! Go to the bloody battle and get the reward of the will of the abyss, so that you can escape this damn fate!"

"Roar!" Both the Coward and the Berserker raised their weapons and began to howl. Lancelot's words seemed to have a special power, which could stimulate the gradually numb morale of the soldiers.

The leader of the dark knight was very satisfied, and then urged his horse to go around Lancelow's team, and then drove the other demons to the battlefield.

Lancelow patted Jessica on the head, and said coldly: "Stay here with the other succubi, keep the supplies, and wait for my return."

Jessica breathed a sigh of relief, and accepted Lancelot's care without any shame. She gave her body and loyalty, and the other party gave her a safe asylum. This is a fair deal and has nothing to do with feelings.

boom!All kinds of skeletons came rushing in, waving crude weapons in their hands, and constantly impacted the demon warriors like a tide. Every time the tide rose and fell, it would leave behind corpses all over the ground, as well as knee-high white bone powder .

"Crack!" Lancelot moved his neck, his bones cracked, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Now it's up to us! The bloody battle has begun!"