Chapter 566 Great Elder Klein

"Elder Klein?!" After the bone armor on the opponent's face collapsed, Xiao En couldn't help being surprised even if he had some guesses in his heart.

Who is the other party, the former ruler of the Klein tribe, the Great Elder Klein?

Unexpectedly, this guy was also undead and hidden in the army of souls.

When Xiao En screamed out in shock, Great Elder Klein obviously sensed it, and his eyes shifted over, with unconcealable hatred inside.

Obviously, this is because the enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and he recognized the thundering golden eagle hovering in the sky...

etc!

This guy still maintains his sanity. Could it be that the soul consciousness of Great Elder Klein has not been extracted by the God of Death?

Sean manipulated the Thunderbolt Golden Eagle to lower the height, so that he could see it more clearly.

That's right, the opponent's face is exactly the same as that of Elder Klein, but it has been enlarged by several sizes, just like the Hulk, no, it should be the same as the Black Giant.

There is agility in the eyes that ordinary undead soldiers do not have, which is the light of wisdom.

Obviously, for unknown reasons, the God of Death retained the soul consciousness of Great Elder Klein. It is very likely that he set up a spokesperson to help him control the undead army, and even command the undead army on his behalf.

There are two completely different things between a wise command and an undead army without wisdom.

But the problem is, Great Elder Klein has been silent from beginning to end. The undead army seems to be acting on instinct, and it doesn't seem to be commanded by intelligent life at all.

Previously, if there was any sign of command, the shelling of the First Artillery Corps would not be so smooth.

Could it be that Elder Klein was not conscious before, but suddenly awakened because of the influx of a large amount of death spell energy?

Or was Great Elder Klein conscious from beginning to end, and he did everything on purpose?

If it's the former, it's fine. If it's the latter, things will become more interesting.

The reason why Xiao En had such a guess was because the black mist did not rush into the body of Great Elder Klein at the initial stage of condensation, but condensed into a ball in the air, ready to flee in the direction of the Donau River regardless of everything. posture.

Due to the continuous bombardment by the Yongye army leader, it kept breaking up, making it impossible to condense into a ball, and gave Elder Klein the opportunity to absorb the energy of death spells into his body continuously. The spells he absorbed After there was enough energy, the whole group of magical energy gathered towards him.

Xiao En has been manipulating the Jinglei Golden Eagle for high-altitude observation. These abnormal points were not noticed before, but now that he thinks about it, all of them have surfaced.

What does this mean?

This means that Great Elder Klein is competing for energy with the god he believes in.

As for the reason, it's not difficult to guess. When the Eternal Night Army leader had repeatedly attacked the God of Death, a similar situation had already occurred. The soul consciousness in its body tried to rebel.

The original owners of these soul consciousnesses may have been devout believers of the God of Death during their lifetime, but that does not mean they are still after death, especially after feeling that life after death is not as beautiful as imagined, the anger and resentment in their hearts can be imagined And know.

How pious he was at the beginning, how angry he is now.

Especially Elder Klein, the original leader of the Klein tribe, I am afraid that the remorse will be stronger.

Although Sean has never had direct contact with Elder Klein, judging from the behavior pattern shown by the other party, the other party is an out-and-out patriot who will do anything for the crocodile tribe.

From the perspective of the leader of Yong Ye, he made a wrong choice.

But from the perspective of the crocodile tribe, the choice he made was not necessarily wrong.

After all, the leader of the Yongye Army has been plotting against the people of the Crocodile tribe since the very beginning. To Elder Klein, they are a group of intruders plotting evil, and their extreme reaction is also an expression of love for the tribe.

How can a person who loves the entire race so much watch his own people being turned into a group of puppet monsters who are not human, ghosts or ghosts, and who can't even retain their self-awareness?

Unless it is a lunatic, no one can accept the god of death, the crazy idea of ​​turning the world into a dead zone.

In the past, Great Elder Klein was suppressed by the God of Death, but when given the opportunity, he would naturally rise up to resist.

If this is the case, it may not be certain that Elder Klein actively manipulated the undead soldiers to die under the cannon of the Eternal Night Army Commander. The real death that returns to silence is better than the strong one who is manipulated like a puppet toy in front of him. .

Sean will definitely make such a choice if he changes his body.

But after all, this is just Xiao En's personal speculation. Whether this is the case, you have to ask the person concerned.

But looking at Elder Klein's posture, he was afraid that he would also be the target of the other party's resentment, so he would definitely not have in-depth communication or cooperation with him in this regard. It would be most cost-effective to continuously weaken the spell according to the plan.

As long as there is not enough magic energy, no matter whether it is the God of Death attached to the Dragon Skeleton Battleship, or the Great Elder Klein who is absorbing the black mist, growing himself, and transforming into a giant, he will have to stop.

Without Sean's reminder, Commander Dempsey had already ordered the First Artillery Corps to turn all the muzzles around, and launched a concentrated shelling attack on Elder Klein, who was in a mutated state.

Cannonballs rained down with screams, and violent explosions followed one after another, instantly drowning the figure of Great Elder Klein.

Like a funnel, the black mist surging downward suddenly stagnated, as if someone had pressed the pause button, and then turned into the previous condensed shape again.

"Stop shelling!" Commander Dempsey ordered loudly.

Whether it was the artillerymen of the First Corps or the soldiers of the Third Army, each of them stretched their necks, looking at the direction where Elder Klein was before, wanting to see if this monster was alive or dead.

The weirdness of this guy has completely shattered their cognition.

Thanks to Ji Yanming, the leader of the Yong Ye Army, the research on spells has advanced by leaps and bounds over the years, which has allowed them to fully understand and feel the magic of spell energy, and their ability to withstand it is far above that of ordinary people. Weird circumstances will cause them to collapse and flee.

At this time, the shortcomings of black powder were exposed. A large amount of black smoke produced during the shelling enveloped most of the battlefield, especially where the shelling had just been fired, the black smoke was thicker and accompanied by raging fire.

Not to mention the Third Army whose eyes were mostly blocked by the continuous earthquake zone, even the First Artillery Corps, which was set up on a small high ground, could not observe the life and death of the shelled target for a while.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, Great Elder Klein was just at the position when a strong wind blew away most of the black smoke, and also made the flames rise three feet out of thin air, helping to drive away the black smoke.

When this happened, of course it was not God who was kind enough to help, but Sean, the lord of the Eternal Night Army, who was manipulating the Golden Thunder Eagle to cast spells to disperse the black smoke.

Soon the situation on the field was revealed again, and the situation on the field made everyone gasp involuntarily.

Dozens of mortar shells smashed into a space of tens of meters at the same time, and the lethality formed was not incomparable.

Where Great Elder Klein was standing before, a crater several meters deep was blasted out.

Under such circumstances, Great Elder Klein did not die.

But the appearance is not much better, it is no longer as simple as being bloody and bloody, but it is basically inhuman, like a big black lump of flesh.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if they were replaced by champion knights known for their strong physical recovery ability, in this case, they would definitely die, including those undead soldiers with similar immortal bodies.

But Great Elder Klein obviously couldn't measure it with common sense, especially when he had absorbed a large amount of death spell energy.

Amidst bursts of bone brittle sounds that made teeth ache, the big black mass of flesh that no longer had a human shape, like a piece of plasticine, was bulging little by little under the kneading of an invisible big hand. The head, then the hands, the feet, the raised muscle mass...

The head that emerged first from the black mass of flesh twisted to an unbelievable angle, looking at the high ground where the First Artillery Corps was located, the anger contained in the eyes, even if separated by thousands of meters, looking at Temple behind the glasses Head Si also clearly felt it.

"Will that monster come towards us?" Master Baker next to Captain Dempsey also put down the binoculars in his hand, swallowing saliva uncontrollably.

I couldn't help moaning in my heart, what kind of monster were they facing?

The guy in front is running around the world with a battleship weighing hundreds of tons, on both ice and land, and the frozen ice layer is nearly one meter thick. In front of him, it is like tofu. No matter how they were cut, these upright master craftsmen once thought that the freezing effect produced by the freezing bombs was worse than that of ordinary ice.

When I crossed the Dalun River, I took a special look at it, and it turned out that the extremely sharp engineer shovel hit it, just like knocking on steel, and there were not many debris that fell off.

The ice that incorporates a large amount of magical energy is far harder than the ice formed at minus 20 to 30 degrees.

It's not that the power of their artillery is too small, or that the power of special shells is too weak, but that the enemies they face are too monstrous.

The god of death was so terrifying, they recognized it, after all, it was an ancient existence that had been buried in the ground for countless years and planned for countless years, and had the guts to proclaim itself a god. Not worth being too weird.

But an undead soldier transformed by the crocodile tribe has become so powerful and so incredible that they are a little helpless. Is this world still the one they know?

Captain Dempsey did not answer Master Baker directly, but said with a gloomy face: "Come here, take Your Excellency Master Baker down from the position."

"What are you doing? I'm just asking, I'm not afraid..." Master Baker misunderstood something at first, and then suddenly understood that Captain Dempsey answered his question just now with practical actions.

Not only is the opponent likely to attack the artillery positions of the First Artillery Corps, but Commander Dempsey is not confident that he can withstand it.

Having said that, in the face of such a terrifying enemy that more than half of the artillery regiment failed to kill in a single round of concentrated fire, no matter who it was, he had no idea.

With enlightenment in his heart, Master Baker stopped struggling and left in a hurry under the escort of two soldiers.

It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but that he knew very well that if he continued to stay here, not only would he not be able to provide help, but in the event of a conflict, he would become a burden instead. The soldiers of the First Artillery Corps would definitely protect him at all costs.

As a scientific researcher, he should have the consciousness of being a scientific researcher. His role in the scientific research room and in the factory is far higher than that on the battlefield.

Before leaving, Master Baker solemnly promised Captain Dempsey: "When I return to the Firearms Bureau, I will definitely research more powerful shells, and strive to face this kind of enemy again next time, not so passive."

"I believe in you." Captain Dempsey did not question Master Baker's ability at all.

Before Master Baker left, Commander Dempsey issued a new order, "Focus on the shells, let them go!"

Dozens of mortar shells pierced through the air again, hitting the black mass of flesh that was recovering.

Great Elder Klein obviously knew the power of this attack this time, so how could he dare to resist for another round? His current ability is enchanting, which is completely supported by consuming a large amount of energy from death spells.

This kind of death spell energy is not endless.

Roar!

Great Elder Klein uttered a roar that was not much weaker than the shelling, and the black mass of flesh jumped up suddenly, and jumped more than ten meters vigorously.

boom! boom! boom!

The second wave of shelling by the Second Artillery Regiment arrived at this time.

There was another loud bang, flames shot up, smoke billowed, and earth and rocks flew randomly.

Elder Klein, who had seen his human form again, broke away from the very center of the explosion with the help of the impact of the explosion.

Roar!

Elder Klein, who looked disfigured, let out a furious roar once again, and the black mist that was about to condense into a ball in midair was once again attracted by him and rushed towards him.

This time, he didn't just stay where he was, but rushed towards the artillery position of the First Artillery Corps. Although the speed was not particularly fast, the chance of hitting him with the artillery was very small.

And there are countless black mist behind him, so even if he is single-handedly, the momentum is very frightening. Even the First Artillery Corps, which is the elite leader of the Yongye Army, has a commotion, and many soldiers can't help but let go. Slow down the work in hand, and some even stood up.

The strict military discipline and the responsibility in the hearts of the Yongye army leaders suppressed their own fears and did not let them run away.

Evernight soldiers are also human beings, so they will naturally feel fear.

Especially when facing an inhuman enemy like Great Elder Klein.

When they bombarded the God of Death earlier, they were far more enchanting than Elder Klein, but their ability was mainly to escape, and relying on battleships, the chance of being able to directly threaten them was very small.

This time it was different. Great Elder Klein could directly charge into their positions and wreak havoc.

Although there is only one person, can this kind of undead monster that can't be killed no matter how hard it is killed be treated as one person?

"No chaos, cover bombardment!" Commander Dempsey issued a new order while loudly saying, "Guard battalion, assemble to form a defensive formation against me."

A group of Eternal Night soldiers holding sabers and tower shields rushed out from behind those artillerymen. Although the number was not large, the quality was one-to-one, and the lowest was a knight with combat skills.

The existence of such limit-breaking soldiers as champion knights and grand knights prevents the artillerymen from giving orders easily. Once they are targeted, they will stop working.

Especially the First Artillery Corps and the Second Artillery Corps, such extreme independent artillery regiments, naturally need to be equipped with special close-combat defense forces.

In order to deal with this situation.

"All the big knights, follow me!" Marshal Eriksson not far away also responded, accompanied by a loud order, and rushed to the artillery position at the head of the horse.

The backbone of the Third Army responded to the call of its supreme commander and rushed out of the army formation.

The shelling of the First Artillery Corps has never stopped from beginning to end, but the damage caused is getting smaller and smaller.