Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

There was red smoke from the Beacon Tower, and the fortress guards were all over their faces, but it was the attackers who responded first.

"Lord Asius!" The Annihilation priests hiding in the forest quickly drew the magic circle on the ground, with smooth and skillful movements and stable lines. It was not the first time Asius suspected that these mages must be very good at being painters.

In his memory when he was a human, someone did say with a smile that to be a spellcaster, one must not only be good at mathematics, but also have to practice art. The magic circle drawn must be accurate and beautiful, otherwise it will be a ball of wool, and the spell will definitely fail. valid.If you still have to be a magic spellcaster, you'd better learn to act and sing.

The elf who said this sentence is not far away.

"My lord!" the priest began to urge, "Please go to the magic circle and cast a spell."

This can't be called spellcasting—Ashenus corrected something in his heart, he walked to the center of the magic circle, layers of runes glowed purple, hovered around him, and entered the magic circle. The power of death is augmented by the magic circle, so when Asius stood in the circle, all the illusions of life retreated, and even the powerful magic items used for camouflage were forced to lose effect, and the blood color involuntarily receded from his skin, turning blue and black. The blood of his blood emerged on the surface of his pale skin, and he began to show a complete death appearance. His eye sockets lit up with the fire of the soul, and the dark red traces were like blood and tears flowing from his eyes, flowing down from his face and into the mouth. The collar crawled out from the wrist again, and layers of tiny black scales with a slight mottled halo covered his side face and hands. Twisted and elongated, the undead creature spread two huge bone wings from behind!

"My lord! Summon your army of the dead!!!"

Intense pressure spread from this undead man. The grass that was sprouting buds at his feet quickly withered into a scorched black color, and the spring flowers withered piece by piece. The undead creatures involuntarily knelt down on their knees, and the power of the Lich Asius pressed over like a mountain. They worshiped like happy pilgrims, but they couldn't help trembling all over, and even a few The living priests all showed frenzy accompanied by fear. Their eyes fell on the sharp bony spurs in the front of the lich's bone wings, which were also covered with fine black scales. The wing membrane connected each pale bone with a layer of black and purple. The flames swirl around the surface forever.

Lich Asius stood in the formation. He himself thought that this was not called casting spells, because he didn't need any spells, and he didn't need to mutter a lot of stupid words, and he didn't have the mages who can twist fingers. He only needs to stand here, and with a roar, the whole earth is like boiling, and the undead wake up from the void world of the dead, struggle to return to the present world, and respond to his exchange.

The lich's roar pierced through the forest, carrying a terrifying echo, and the summoned undead rushed towards the fort one after another.

Large-scale battles are not like the duels that knights like. One-on-one duels need to pay attention to openness and fairness. The best way to use large-scale battles is the sea of ​​​​people tactic, or the current tactic of the sea of ​​​​corpses.

You must know that the battle of winning more with less will be famous in history, and it will become the most troublesome test point for students in the history books of later generations. Fortunately, such test points are very rare. Most of the time, the number is still an unavoidable Eliminate the advantage.

Especially for these undead, they have no soul, no sanity, no need to think, and they don't know how to retreat. When the Lich falls on them one after another, they will flock tirelessly to the world of the living.

This is the horror of high-level undead creatures. They can use their powerful power to forcibly pull up the corpses that have decayed for many years, and become a steady stream of combat power. Necromancers can also use this spell, but absolutely no living necromancer can do it. To achieve the effect of Asius.

This kind of resurrection summoning technique is very mockingly named "Wanmu Rejuvenation".

Although the vast majority of these bones are still to the extent that children will fall apart with a kick, they are not undead creatures carefully refined by necromancers and enslaved by spiritual power. These two kinds of undead belong to the difference between toys and artifacts, but many toys It can crush people to death, especially ordinary people can't tell the difference. Anyway, they are all dead bodies running all over the ground. From the perspective of horror, this kind of unconscious corpse is even better, because these corpses can't take care of themselves. All of them are very rotten, and they belong to the kind that don't want to eat for three years.

"Don't panic! Don't run around, get together!" Paladin Moiraine jumped onto a high place and shouted loudly, "Don't be afraid! The Paladins of the Temple of Light are here, and those disgusting skeletons will never hurt you Anyone's!"

She pulled out her sword, and a battle energy with a lot of holy light slammed on the ground, leaving a big pit on the ground where the undead creature was advancing. Smoke was still rising from the pit, and the remaining holy power made the undead creature paused.

Moiraine just showed a smile, but then, they heard some kind of screams belonging to the dead, those undead creatures came forward one after another, and the ones behind seemed to be pushing those in front who were resisting, and walked forward abruptly, and soon the first few The undead creature that was hit by the grudge screamed and burned black, but Moiraine was only a paladin, and her holy light power would burn the first few at most, and soon the undead creatures in the back stepped on their companions and rushed come over.

"Defensive formation!" Moiraine yelled, and the paladins rushed across the crowd to the front in an instant, forming an arc-shaped human wall. Moiraine stood in the center of them, "Stand up the shield!"

Following her command, the paladins issued their battle qi in unison, and each other's battle qi was connected and complemented each other, forming a brilliant shield of holy light, like a huge city wall.

The screaming crowd couldn't help but hide behind this light wall, and some even knelt down, begging for God's mercy.

Unwilling to be outdone, the Knights of Kantana Loa Temple pulled out their weapons one after another and stood behind the Paladins. The formation of Paladins was not a compact formation one by one, and the Knights of Kantana Loa Temple saw the needles and inserted them into the holy knights one after another. Among the knights, they changed into long spears and stretched out the tip of the spear straight out.

At the end of them stood the sword-wielding priest Dinin. He didn't make any special moves, holding the holy sword and standing there quietly, but the holy light began to spread from his sword. This priest showed their strongest professional skills very professionally —glow.

The holy light spread from Dinin's body like a gentle tide, advancing layer by layer. He added a layer of holy light to the tip of each Kantanaroa temple knight, allowing those ordinary weapons to temporarily possess Sacred attributes, the first batch of undead creatures slammed into the spears of the Kantanaroa temple knights, the cold steel tore their bones, and the holy light creaked their decayed bones.

The messy people were stunned, and the scene described by the bard suddenly happened in front of them.

But the situation is not optimistic. There is still a team of Kantanaroa Temple Knights under the city wall. They are struggling to suppress the plague-infected crowd here and prevent these people from destroying the front line of defense from the inside.

"The beacon fire has been lit, but the enemy obviously wants to take down the Galaxy Fortress before the reinforcements arrive." Kevin didn't join the front. First, he was a black mage who was incompatible with the main force, so he was easy to help the enemy. Second, Later, he dared not leave Yalan's presence.

As the barrier of mental power has been attacked many times, many mages who spontaneously released their spiritual power fell to the ground holding their foreheads. Yalan couldn't hold up the entire barrier by himself. Although he was still trying to hold on, the barrier actually There is already a crack, which is invisible to the naked eye, but the spirit body will not let it go. Besides, this barrier can only block the spirit body, but it cannot stop the undead creatures that have entities and exist in the material world. Kevin stood in front of Yalan , try to use all methods other than dark magic to protect the priest so that he can concentrate on casting spells.

Miss Helena was trying to shoot a fireball at a pounced spirit.

After learning the name of the ghost lady, Kevin's expression was also very strange, and he uncontrollably used very elegant and standard gestures to cast spells. It took him a long time to realize that this Helena was not their teacher with a terrible reputation.

But he still couldn't control his hands, and the gestures were so standard that they could be directly drawn into textbooks.

Yalan maintained a high concentration of mental power, the silver light in his eyes almost ignited the entire pupil, the lake green eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of silver.

"Ah!!!" Helena screamed, and two spirit mages passed her and rushed directly to Yalan who was protected by them. Kevin turned his head and raised his hand, but a rotten hand directly grabbed her. his robe.

The priest, who didn't dare to use the dark power recklessly, was furious. Helena pounced on her in a hurry, like a gust of wind, directly knocked a spiritual mage to the ground, and stepped on the mage's face. He kept the memory of his actions when he was a human, but was kicked out by Ms. Ghost's kick.

Kevin was dumbfounded.

Helena let out a huff, and found a more convenient and smooth method, only to see that the ghost lady tore up her skirt, and all the images of ladies would be damned, kicking another spirit mage to the ground, screaming, While desperately kicking the mage's mouth.

"It's too miserable." Kevin said with emotion.

The spirit body suffered too much impact and shattered and dissipated at Helena's feet.

Kevin had to sigh with emotion: "I knew that no one named Helena is a fuel-efficient lamp."

"Be careful!" Helena didn't have time to congratulate, and suddenly pointed behind Kevin and screamed.

The Kantanaroa temple knights who were stretched left and right did not pay attention, and several infected people flew out, one went straight to Kevin's face, and the other two rushed straight to Yalan.

Annoyed, Kevin grabbed a bone spur from nothingness in his hand, and stabbed it directly into the infected person's wide-open mouth with a low shout.

"Lord Yalan!"

The other two infected people passed through the center of Helena's open arms without hindrance. She exclaimed, and Kevin rushed over. Bone spurs, using both hands and feet, not afraid of death, holding on to Kevin, but Kevin does not dare to use spells, the magic of the dark attribute is used here, the power of mutual restraint will shock the highly nervous Yalan.

puff- puff-

Two black lights.

The black blade slid across the air, leaving a dark streak in the field of vision. The headless corpses of the two infected people rolled aside, and the heads flew far, far away.

After a battle with the Lich, the slightly embarrassed Et Gaya jumped down from the city wall. On the way to the ground, his sword crossed a complete arc, and two twisted heads flew into the sky.

He happened to land next to Yalan, Yalan's silver eyes flickered slightly, revealing a very shallow smile.

Et Gaya nodded to him: "I'm back."