Chapter 704 Cloud Island Falls

"This time, why did you wake us up so early." The third golden coffin was opened, and one of the swordsmen came out with a pair of swords and bandages all over his body.

"This natural disaster happened two hundred years earlier than we predicted in advance, and no country in the entire continent was prepared for it." Asimio replied, "So I have to wake you up ahead of time."

"It shouldn't be," the undead heavy-armored knight who came out first was a little puzzled after hearing Asimio's answer, "Every natural disaster is predicted based on the speed of accumulation of dead energy in the ground. There is a deviation, and the deviation value is about twenty years at most, and it is impossible for the deviation to be as large as two hundred years.”

"We know there are other reasons behind this time, but now is not the time to investigate. Now we should think about how to protect the people from this natural disaster and let more human beings survive."

"This is left to us, and we will try our best to kill those monsters born from the river of death."

"This is so unfair to you." Seeing the former comrades in arms, who are now degenerating into undead existences, what they will do, Cardinal Asimio's face shows a sad color.

These companions who gave up their human identities, abandoned all their past glory, and turned into undead monsters, are the human night watchmen when the undead natural disaster is raging and the long night falls. They guard the continent in obscurity.

Because of their identities, their exploits are destined not to be known to the world, only those at the top of the church know. The night watchman only has to pay and sacrifice, no honor, no cheers, and sometimes suffer abuse and scorn.

"What's not fair, when we chose to become night watchmen, we were already prepared, and we enjoyed enough glory in our lifetime." The two-handed swordsman who looked like a mummy smiled indifferently.

"Let's go first, Asimio." Pamela, whose body was completely submerged in the black mist, led away. She didn't want to stand with her former lover anymore. She wanted to cry too, but there was not a drop of liquid in the dry undead body.

The furthest distance in the world is the distance between life and death. They stand together and slowly get closer, but even touching them is an extravagant hope.

Under the silent gaze of the old man, the three night watchmen, who were once legendary but now degenerate into undead, walked out of this huge undead with the undead who climbed out of the coffin and once again held the sword in their hand to protect mankind. tomb.

"Sir!" Seeing the sad old man, his subordinates couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to say something.

"Let's go, let's wake up the night watchman in the next place," the tears on the old man's face evaporated silently,

With no expression on his face, he regained the majesty that a cardinal should have, and then took his men to the next mausoleum.

Obisto has been ravaged by natural disasters for more than 10,000 years. Of course, there are countless legends who escaped because of natural disasters, but there are also heroes who are willing to dedicate themselves to protecting the continent. These noble legends have been saved from generation to generation. The vigil mausoleum on the mainland.

...

"What's going on with these undead? Why don't you have any wisdom?" In front of a human city surrounded by endless skeletons, Morea held up a skeleton with a metallic color and looked left and right, with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes. color.

When Morea observed the skeleton that was left on purpose, the skeleton's limbs struggled, trying to break free and attack him, but there was no trace of fear.

"Gold-level skeletons don't have any sense of reason, which is a bit interesting." Morea lifted the skull's skull, took out the skeleton's soul fire, and carefully checked it with mental power, and then he was unable to interact with the skeleton. In terms of communication, the only information contained in the soul fire is killing and destruction. what is this? The brains of the low-level demons in the abyss contain more information than it does.

"His Royal Highness, this is the undead that was bred in the river of death. They came out of the ground with the outbreak of the undead natural disaster. They were born for death and killing, and there is no possibility of communication. Otherwise, if they have Reason enough to not conflict with us and wreak so much havoc on us."

A priest in a red robe came to Morea's side and explained carefully that he was the highest-ranking bishop in the city's temple behind Morea.

They were besieged by the undead just now, and the aura shield opened by the city was already crumbling, but they did not expect that at the critical moment, Morea fell from the sky and swept away the undead who besieged their city.

"It will be troublesome." Hearing the archbishop's words, Morea frowned. What is the most terrifying part of the low-level undead? Their terrifying numbers and the characteristics of not fearing death.

The so-called necromancers only have alternative beings that can manipulate death energy, and they are not the real dead. They can still move, so they are called necromancers. Although they do not have the same desires as living creatures to eat, enjoy, mate, etc., they still have other needs.

When those low-level undead continue to advance and give birth to wisdom, they will also fear true annihilation, and they will retreat when faced with irresistible and irresistible dangers.

If the undead who follow the natural disaster of the undead really have wisdom, the loss of human beings will be much less, but unfortunately those undead bred in the river of death are just brainless beasts, who know to kill when they see living things, It is for this reason that so many disasters have been caused to the mainland.

"If you encounter any irresistible undead again, remember to use this call. If a patrolling giant passes by here and receives your signal, they will come to support."

Morea handed the archbishop with hope on his face a crystal for help.

"Thank you for your support." The pastor saw the message crystal handed over by Mu Ruiya, with a look of joy on his face, just like this, she was already very satisfied. After the natural disaster broke out, many times even if the voice broke No one came to support.

"I'll go first." Glancing at the city with skeletons below, Morea turned into a golden rainbow and rose into the sky, and left directly.

...

"This is where the little guy who copied my nest lives. It looks quite unusual, and it has such a huge mystery lock."

On the periphery of Xenapus, under the cover of gray fog, ghost ships flashing blue light appeared one after another. Among the super battleships of nearly ten thousand meters in the front center, wearing captain Barbossa in uniform looked at the night sky that seemed to be empty in front of him, the soul fire in his eyes rose, and he was excited.

"Let me see what's hidden in this mystery lock!" Barbossa stretched out his palm forward. At this moment, his palm seemed to become infinitely large, and lines of lines were formed in his palm. Cracked, and the mist began to thin.

Then Xenapus, composed of one hundred and thirty-two cloud islands, appeared in front of Barbossa's eyes. ...triggered Xenapus' defense mechanism.

One after another contains astonishing energy ripples rising from the cloud island closest to him and shooting towards his location. At the same time, a huge alarm sounded on the cloud islands of Xenapus. In an instant, Xenapus was full of red auras, and the floating ships and the void battleships that Muria brought back to stationed in them flew. From now on... At this moment, Barbossa is like poking a ant's nest.

"Is this the foundation of that little guy? It's really amazing. At such an age, he has accumulated such a big family. If so, don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing this scene, Barbosa not only had no fear, he also became more excited.

He is afraid of Morea, mainly the forces behind him, and he doesn't care about Morea's own existence, let alone the forces he has developed.

Following his order, in the ghost fleet he brought, a gun muzzle lit up, and then thousands of death-air cannons shot out and fell into the dozens of cloud islands in Xenapus. middle.

A violent roar resounded in Xenapus, and defensive light curtains rose from the cloud islands one after another. In the upper cloud islands, huge dragons, holy angels, and mighty giants flew over. .

But all this is not as fast as the shelling speed of the ghost ship. Under the continuous bombardment of the ghost ship, the defenses of the four cloud islands closest to Barbossa were blown up, and then the dead air beam fell directly on the four clouds. on the island.

This is a devastating attack. The human laborers who come into contact with the Death Air Cannon are directly vaporized, and the humans who have not been hit are also directly transformed into undead in the overflowing Death Air.

"This is what provokes me!" Barbosa roared, he was a little excited, even if he saw a few legends flying towards him, he didn't care, and even more excited, if he killed a few legends, it should make That little guy is even more heartbroken!

In the Wind King Castle on the Central Cloud Island, the eagle spar egg of the King of Wind, which was buried in the ground by Morea, shook at the moment when Barbossa broke the mystical lock, and cracks appeared one after another, one after another. A terrifying aura permeated from it, crushing the space, and a hair-thin space crack appeared on the giant egg.

On the upper cloud island of the central cloud island, one of the many cloud islands divided by Morea as a scientific research area, a slovenly, sloppy old man, opened his eyes, looked down in a daze, his eyes showed A hint of boredom.

Below Xenapus, just when Barbossa wanted to continue his shot, a creepy feeling appeared, and his soul fire couldn't help shaking...

"Let's go!" Although he didn't feel any strong aura, just the instinctive reaction of Soul Fire was enough for him to make a decision to evacuate. Originally, he thought that he could follow the example of the guy who demolished his own nest. The old nest was also copied.

But the warning from the soul just for a moment made him tremble. He knew that there must be some very terrifying existence hidden in these cloud islands, which was enough to make him fall.

"Titan? No! It must be a golden dragon. It's too shameless, isn't it? To have arranged such a powerful bodyguard for that kid, and let him come out to experience it!" In panic, Barbossa brought his own ghost. The fleet quickly retreated, and couldn't help but cursed indignantly on the way.