Scene 67 Silman's Rainy Night

The black moon falls, golden rain, storms, elemental visions, the collapse of the law of tiamat, the flight of the shallow sea natives, and the boundless darkness.

This night was destined to be restless.

In the countryside of the Golan-Elsen generation, mountain people ran out of their houses and looked up at the stars. After the golden rain fell, shadows enveloped the forest, leaving only the mad witches and prophets in the darkness. Roars, barks, and the sounds of animals running in the woods came from far and near.

But the pairs of eyes in the darkness were exceptionally bright, reflecting the silver lines across the sky.

"Look at the suffering that is rampant in the world..."

"Master Martha, when will it end?"

The mountain wind took away the ancient songs of the mountain people.

The army of monsters gathered in the Yusong Mountains, a common wolf pack outside the borders of the Eruin civilization. Led by a silver-haired and vigorous female wolf, they rushed towards the Silman area and formed dozens of miles away. A thick black carpet.

The howls of wolves came and went, like the trombones of a legion.

The two young men lying on the high ground near the Chablis Mountains were watching this scene blankly. The sound of hundreds of thousands of black wolves running on the ground was like thunder through the clouds, several miles away. Can all hear clearly. The two people lay shivering in the bushes, not daring to move or even take a breath of air - this was the place where the blood staff died that day. Before it died, it screamed and cursed the banshee. King Arvet swore a poisonous oath that its soul would linger until the day of death, waiting to die with the latter.

Then an arrow hit its skull, splitting its soul fire in two, and it fell from the horse, landing right in the middle of the grass.

The two young men witnessed this scene with their own eyes. They felt that the cold eyes of the Blood Staff seemed to be watching them from behind. Its curse on that day has indeed come true. The day when the undead will return is the moment when the world is destroyed. Any words to describe it are obviously not more appropriate than the current scene.

Both young men are Ke Wen's subordinates. Ke Wen was named Baron Silman by Princess Griffith after he defected to Brando. The fiefdom is in Silman - but it is currently the home of Eruin and Ma. On the front line of Dara's confrontation, Brando left a fiefdom for Ke Wen in the Ring of Trade Winds. The latter only left a small army here.

An army responsible for monitoring the movements of the undead.

They are the scouts in this army. In recent days, the skeletons of Madala are ready to move, and the reconnaissance has become more frequent. There are several secret sentries in the valley, and they are just one of them. However, they knew that their colleagues might not be there as much as they were, and maybe some of them had already escaped.

It wasn't that they didn't want to run, but they were so scared that their legs were weak.

In the valley directly opposite the highland, in addition to the secret sentry, there is also an army of the undead stationed. The undead lords leading the army are the dead lord Roffman and the war lord Lei Dios - the latter is the Apocalypse that Brando is familiar with. The Red Knight among the Four Horsemen.

It is slightly different from the combination of one-eyed dragon Tagus and Instasaurus that Brando had guessed in advance——

The local mercenaries in Silman have already known all about this information. The rotten knight Clot, whom Brando spared in Sir Rorizon's tomb that day, played an important role in it. It is difficult for ordinary people to figure out the organization of the undead and the lords represented by different banners, but Ke Lot and Brando were different. They passed most of the information to Anditina and Freya during their stay in Port Fatan.

Although Brando hates Madara, he does not discriminate against the individuals in it. The rotten knight Crot is originally a wall-riding faction in Madara. It does not want to see the unification of the country of the Dead Moon. In fact, it just wants to go back to the past. In that lawless life. Brando promised to give it a piece of land in the Black Forest so that it could control its own destiny, and the latter completely became the leader without integrity. Do your best for Eruin.

The two young men did not know,

In fact, the undead opposite had already discovered them.

Lei Dios woke up from his 'sleep' state several times that night. The sleep of the undead is a sacred thing for them. Although they do not need to rest, sleep can temporarily calm them and keep them away. Immortal pain and suffering.

Many undead souls regard sleeping in coffins as a noble and sacred ritual. But the Temple of the Dead Moon has strict rewards for dormancy rituals. Strictly speaking, except for high-level undead, very few people can have the power of dormancy.

Leidios became a dark noble after the First Black Rose War. He was rewarded by the Temple for his contribution in the battle to capture Rydenburg, although he was not personally commended by the Supreme Being. But it can be regarded as a supreme honor.

The warmth of the Temple of the Dead Moon is different from that of other temples on the mainland. The priests wearing acolyte robes do not show off to anyone, and they are human beings, the rare non-undead in the Kingdom of the Dead Moon. Dark Nobility.

Lei Dios walked out of his skeleton tent, and the low-level undead outside automatically turned their attention and cast their eyes on him - the red knight wore a black armor with a black necklace on his chest. The Order of the Rose, an Cross, and the knight's command sword hung on his waist. Except for his pale face and skin covered with corpse spots, he looked the same as a human knight.

I don’t know when it began to rain steadily in the sky. Cumulonimbus clouds drifted from the sea of ​​Toniguer. Together with the thousand-year tide, they passed through the Jeandener and Tosancade corridors, creating a beautiful scene for these three areas. It brings the last rain of autumn.

Lei Dios stared at the wolves running in the river valley. The vibrations on the ground were transmitted far away. Even in the rain, the debris on the rocks were beating crazily, and the grass and trees were shaking, shaking off the leaves. water droplets.

But there was no fear in Lei Dios's heart. The undead themselves knew no fear. Although the high-level undead knew how to preserve themselves, their actions were controlled by reason rather than emotion. This was the fragility of the people of the Dead Moon. The greatest advantage of living things.

He looked at the black carpet that was engulfing the valley, and without even lingering on it, he turned back and took another look at the top of the valley.

The sky is dark and lightless, and it is the loneliest moment before dawn.

"lets go."

He gave an order.

There was no voice of objection or inquiry, and the undead acted consciously, like a silent whole, or an awakening giant beast. Groups of lights representing the fire of the soul soon lit up in the darkness.

In just a few minutes, the entire huge camp came to life, a state that even the most well-trained human troops would never be able to achieve.

From the beginning to the end, Lei Dios did not look back at the river valley.

The two young men lying in the grass suddenly felt a sense of alarm. One of them turned around subconsciously, only to hear a soft hiss, and a bone arrow suddenly appeared on his neck. His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he tried in vain to grab his throat. Unfortunately, he fell on his back before he could utter a complete syllable.

In his last vision, he saw a corpse witch holding a bone staff standing in the jungle in the distance.

However, unlike ordinary corpse witches, this corpse witch wears heavy armor and holds a shield in his left hand. The bone staff in his right hand is less than an cubit long. It does not wear a helmet or faceplate, and its bare skull is exposed from the breastplate. , with two points of phosphorescence in his eyes.

This corpse witch did not bring any skeleton warriors as his subordinates. He looked like a lone ranger. There was a thick book with a black cover and silver hook hanging on his waist on an iron chain. The rain rolled down from the pages of the book, but it could not soak through it. It doesn't matter.

If Brando were here, he would definitely exclaim when he saw this thing: Death Knight!

The undead are unique heavy-armored mages. They are the only ones in the Slate War that have no semicolon. Although they are not as flexible as real black magicians, they can be mass-produced like corpse witches, making them useful in wars. became extremely threatening.

And these death knights are not just weak wizards. In fact, they also have gold-level strength in melee combat. It can be said that they are both magic and martial arts, and they are extremely difficult to deal with. After the undead possessed them, the history of only using weak skeleton knights, ghosts and bone vultures to act as scouts was gone forever. Death knights often single-handedly destroyed the opponent's entire team when fighting against scouts of other races. Scouts, from now on, they not only have all-pervasive detection methods, but also have the ability to shield the battlefield.

The Death Knight is one of Tamar's proud masterpieces, but now Madara does not have this master alchemist, but it still has their most ideal unit in the Second Black Rose War.

The corrective force of history seems heavy and irresistible at this moment.

The young man who had a bone arrow in his throat twitched twice in the end and stretched out his hands as if to catch the air, but in the end he only caught a few drops of rainwater.

Then it lost its vitality.

His companions were already stunned and had not thought why they would be discovered, but the instinct of survival made him run away. But before he could run a few steps, the second bone arrow screamed and caught up with him. Holding his back, he paused slightly, stumbled a few steps forward in the rain, and then fell down.

The death knight took one last careful look at the two corpses with his phosphorescent eyes before putting away his bone staff and leaving again.

At the same moment, this scene was repeated over and over again in this valley.

But few people know it.

The wolves, including the wolves several miles away, had no idea of ​​the fight in the rainy night. Their only targets were the lights of civilization in the Silman Valley. The dark tide surged across the land, and the nearest town seemed just a stone's throw away. far away.

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