Chapter 442, Heaven and Earth

"This is?!" Feeling the power of this undead chaotic champion, Matthew Bard was finally moved.

"Undead souls, listen to my orders, on the day of death, respond to me!" Kemmler did not answer Matthew Bard's words, on the contrary, he increased his mana output.

A group of about two hundred undead Chaos God's Chosen warriors appeared behind Gul under the call of Kemler. They were all in solid chaos armor, holding halberds or two-handed giant axes, and marched under Gul's order. battlefield.

The blood god's cloak fluttered, and Gul strode towards the battlefield under Kemler's order. The undead Chaos God's Chosen warriors also followed the champions of the four chaotic gods who had died for thousands of years, and they had no self-awareness. , the only instinct is to kill.

Matthew Bard began to frantically recall all the knowledge he had mastered, and Duke Mousilon muttered to himself: "Could it be, that is..."

"That's right, Gul, champion of the four gods of chaos, I found his tomb on the Gray Mountains, and now he has been used by me." Kemmler's old and dry voice carried strong confidence: "His power Enough to help us turn the tide of the war."

Matthew Bard nodded silently. Duke Musillon really didn't think too much about Kemler's ability to drive Gul, because Nagash had successfully driven Gul two thousand years ago, making this powerful The champion of the four gods of the undead is used by him.

Kemler is a very powerful necromancer. Even if his magic power is different from Lich King Arkhan, it will not be too far behind. Since he can create a black Holy Grail knight, he can of course drive these undead Chaos Gods warrior.

Gul's appearance changed the situation of the battle.

The first moment the Champion of the Four Gods of Chaos joined the battlefield, he swung the giant black ax in his hand and chopped the three ranger knights who were charging towards him into two pieces, including man and horse. The embers of the fire of the soul radiate outside.

The army of knights led by François on the left swept across the wave of undead like a violent storm, and those undead creatures were wiped out under the charge of four thousand knights, whether it was the zombie group at the beginning, the skeleton warriors or It was the tomb ghouls and tomb ghosts at the back, and then the Black Knight Legion and the Bound Knight Legion. The knights always followed Francois and charged forward. The flags from various principalities fluttered high, and the lances broke He drew his blade, and the horse's mane was covered with the blood of the undead.

As they got deeper into the battlefield, the knights gradually dispersed and formed small cavalry formations to charge around. The charging power of the heavy armored knights of Brittany was second to none in the old world, and any strong enemy who stood in front of them was crushed.

Some knights gradually approached the podium where Kemler was.

The vanguard of the knights first bumped into this group of undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors. When the two kingdom knights saw Gul, they shouted their names loudly and prayed to the fairy in the lake that they had found a qualified opponent.

"For the lady! Accept the sanction!" On the chaotic field, the knight of the kingdom steered his horse and trampled on the muddy grass, galloping towards the place where the chaotic champion was: "Go to hell!"

Breathing out blue mist, Gul, the chosen champion of the Four Gods of Chaos, raised his battle axe. He swung his battle ax horizontally, and the knight of the kingdom who rushed towards him also clenched his lance: "Judgment! Lady will bestow upon you destruction!"

Gul swings his battle ax sideways, and the black ax in his hand sweeps across the air.

The two knights of the kingdom who rushed past him were cut in two with their horses and men. Before he could even say a last word, he and his horse died on the spot.

Blood splattered, blood flowed, and the head fell to the ground. A long line of blue mist spewed out of Gul's mouth. His consciousness was fuzzy. It seemed that some instinct in his life was making him excited, but he was a human being after all. dead.

More than two hundred undead Chaos God's Chosen warriors marched into the battlefield under the leadership of Gul.

The knights finally encountered a strong obstacle.

These undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors will not be injured by mortal weapons at all.

The knights' lances broke in front of them, and the knights' swords could not cut through their armor. On the contrary, as long as there was a slight flaw, their sharp counterattack would immediately cost the knights their lives.

Even if a knight pierced their eye sockets with a lance, they still couldn't do any harm to them. Only weapons blessed by the lake god's prophet or even the lake fairy can drive these filthy things back.

As a result, the space became smaller and smaller, and the space for the knights to charge was compressed by the warriors chosen by the Chaos Gods. The huge force of the charge was like waves hitting the rocks. No matter how perfect a textbook charge was, the knights still could not shake it. These undead chaotic warriors stood still, approaching step by step, squeezing the space for the knights to charge. The horses fell in front of their halberds and heavy axes, and the knights were pulled off the horses. Many knights died on the spot and were resurrected as undead knights.

Only a small number of lance formations led by Holy Grail Knights could break through the blockade of these undead, but the number of Holy Grail Knights was still too small, one team after another of the knight squads fell down and were swallowed by the undead.

In this way, the undead Chaos God's Chosen warriors gradually reversed the situation of the battle. Gradually, the knights became weak and began to suffer casualties, and the situation on the left wing changed from an advantage to a disadvantage.

If this continues, failure is only a matter of time.

Francois, who was leading an army of knights charging around, noticed this scene. He raised his unicorn sword and shouted loudly: "Knights of Brittania! My brothers and fellow countrymen! "

The knights regroup under François' orders.

"Fight for you! Fight for the ladies! Fight to protect the kingdom!!!" The knights of the Brotherhood of Champion Knights of Quinalis gathered together, and they formed an inverted triangle headed by Francois cavalry array.

"Forward!!! For Ladies! For Britannia!"

Francois kicked the spur in the abdomen of his beloved horse forcefully, and he led the Brotherhood of Champion Knights of Quinalis to charge towards where Gul was.

That was the storm center of the battlefield.

"Francois! It's finally here!" Kemler stood tall on the podium. He looked at the figure of Duke Winford, showing an extremely resentful expression: "Get rid of him! Gul! Get rid of him!"

The unicorn sword in Francois' hand and the black giant ax in Jule's hand sparked in the first encounter, and the huge force from the arm almost made Duke Wenford fall off his horse.

Francois stared wide-eyed, he didn't know why the undead chaotic champion appeared in front of him, but he was an enemy! This is enough. The Duke, who is skilled in equestrianism and has reached the realm of perfection, easily adjusted his body slightly, and with a vigorous push of the stirrup, his body regained its balance. Immediately, the unicorn sword shined again: "Ma'am Ah, please grant me the power to revenge!"

The dazzling glare from the Unicorn Sword engulfed Gul's figure, and the nearby undead were once again collectively purified into a pile of residue. Even the undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors were restrained by the glare, temporarily stopping their movements .

The champion of the undead Chaos Four Gods was not affected by the strong light. Gul raised his axe. He stood on the pile of corpses of dozens of knights and giggled. The sharp serrations on the blade of the black axe were covered with knights Blood, the sword of the unicorn and the great black ax clash again.

It was even a tie again!

The battle on the battlefield is still going on. In this flesh and blood mill, the knights on the left wing began to struggle hard. The infantry regiment of the central army lost the restraint of the knights. They were powerless to fight against the increasing number of undead legions. , Bellegar did not ask for reinforcements from the humans out of pride, but he and his dwarf army were too few in number.

Francois tried his best to push Jule's giant ax away. He turned his horse's head and rushed past the battle line formed by the undead Chaos God's Chosen warriors. The unicorn sword spun repeatedly, forcing back several heavy weapons and A war halberd, he tried to thrust the blade blessed by the lake god into the helmet of an undead Chaos Chosen Warrior.

There is no invincible existence, there must be a way to kill these powerful undead!

It works! Under the powerful blessing from the fairies in the lake, black smoke rose from the helmet of the chosen warrior in front of him. Under the power of the holy purification, the skull full of the power of the undead and the power of chaos was evaporated, losing the support of the dead bones The armor fell to the ground.

Successfully killed a God's Chosen Warrior, but Francois didn't feel any joy in his heart. He was already a high-level knight in the sanctuary who was approaching the peak! How many people on the battlefield have his strength?

"Duke, we can't go on like this! We will lose!" Count Conde-Reynolds made a bloody way to Francois, his armor was covered with the flesh and blood of the undead: "We must find a way! "

"No! We can't fail here!" Francois clenched the unicorn sword in his hand, and he shook his head again and again: "Find a way to get close to Kemler, I'm going to have a showdown with him today!"

"I'll cover you! My Duke!" Sir Geoffrey of Angleton led his few knights and shouted towards Francois: "I will buy you time!"

"Okay!" Francois knew that now was not the time to hesitate, the sun had risen high at noon, and the army of chivalry and the undead army fought from early morning to noon.

The human army is starting to tire.

The champion knights led by François once again attacked the command office of the Tomb Legion where Kemmler was. Gul followed Kemmler's order and tried to stop the knights, but a knight wearing a silver full-body plate armor used The blade in his hand blocked his giant axe: "Geoffrey of Angleton is here! Who will take my head?!"

After finishing speaking, Sir Geoffrey, the Breton hero who once slayed a dragon, stopped Jule. Two or three knights including François really broke through the last line of defense and headed towards where Kemmler was. rushed everywhere.

"Huh~" Jule's empty eyes were full of soul fire, and he, Jeffrey, fought together.

After two rough blows, Sir Geoffrey immediately realized that he was no match for Gul. His arms were numb, and he was powerless to resist Gul's attack.

The black giant ax smashed his shield into pieces, and Geoffrey smiled bitterly. He clenched his flaming long sword with both hands, and fought Jule head-on.

Ma'am, Jeffrey has served you so far. When that moment comes, I hope I can continue to fight for you in your kingdom of God...

Monsieur François, I wish you success...

"Huh~" The sweeping ax knocked Jeffrey off his horse.

Rolling to the ground in embarrassment, Geoffrey wanted to stand up and fight Gul. When he wanted to get up, a black serrated ax blade pierced his back from behind, and the plate armor was cut open by the axe. Jeffrey's chest felt cold, his mouth felt sweet, and he spat out blood.

He knew that he was going to die.

Gul pulled out his huge black axe, walked up to Jeffrey, and beheaded the champion knight with one axe. The bloody head was pulled out from the knight's neck. Gul raised his head to the sky and screamed in celebration with his own victory.

There was a burst of cheers, and a burst of mourning. Immediately, several knights wanted to rush over to seize Jeffrey's head. They all became the souls of Gul's axe. The dead champion of the four chaos gods swept everything and was ready to go back to support Kemmler - his master.

At this time, the commanding platform of the Ancient Tomb Legion.

"Kemler!!!" Loud shouts sounded from a distance, Duke Francois and the two knights behind him broke through the last line of defense, and rushed towards Matthew Bud and Kemmler who were on the podium Come on, the light from the Lake God flickered on Francois' body, and the faint aura surrounded Duke Winford. Any guards who tried to block him were killed by him on the spot. Francois's face had extreme Cold anger: "Today is your death day!"

"Francois...Francois!" Kemler clenched the Noisy Skull Staff tightly in his hand, and the great necromancer knew that the outcome was decided in one fell swoop!

Matthew Bard tried to stop Francois, but an expedition knight wearing a red and blue burqa and a golden fire dragon cross helmet and the Excalibur "Durandelle" in his hand stopped him: " Your opponent is me! A traitor!"

"Kalad!" Matthew Bard's eyes were red, he clenched his black blade tightly, and fought with Karad.

On the other side, Anthelm, Earl of Kuilau, blocked the undead Chaos God's Chosen warriors who rushed to support him: "Cousin! Please!"

Finally, Kemler and Francois met, and Duke Winford raised the unicorn sword in his hand high, just like the great battle between the two sides at the Abbey of La-Messenelle more than twenty years ago same as in.

The first sword, the blade of the Unicorn Sword, cut across a silver trajectory, and slashed straight down. Kemler subconsciously raised the Noisy Skull Staff in his hand to resist.

"Crack~" The staff was chopped into two pieces by Francois' sword. Relying on the sacrifice of his staff, Kemler barely escaped Francois' offensive.

Francois, with fury on his face, immediately slashed the second sword.

"Clang~" The Chaos Gravedigger drew out its sheath, the crisp sound of steel against steel and the sparks telling the intensity of the confrontation. Relying on the gift of the evil god, Kemler barely blocked the blow again.

But François' offensive is not over yet, a dazzling glare erupted from the Unicorn Sword, a kind of purification light that made Kemler extremely uncomfortable almost blinded the eyes of the great necromancer, he screamed He stepped back again and again, covered his eyes with his hands, and couldn't see anything for the time being.

"Die! Kemler, all the knights and lords killed for you, for your father, for your lady!" Francois's horse raised its front hooves, ready to volley down to give Kemler a final blow!

"Heh, you are the one who is going to die today, François!" Kemler suddenly showed a ferocious smile, and he stretched out one hand, and the wind of undead surged.

Gul, who was still at least ten meters away, appeared behind Francois in an instant, and the serrated blade of the black giant ax slashed towards Duke Wenford like a whirlwind.

"what?!"

"It's over, Francois, our 20 years of grievances will come to an end today!"

(to be continued)