Scene 182 Nightmare Insect

The nameless man suddenly stopped on the battlefield.

The pale knights are looking back, and tens of thousands of eyes are looking towards the back of the battlefield. Rows of illusory knights are standing there, as if silently waiting for something.

"What's wrong?"

The Supreme Being of the Undead was slightly startled. She saw beams of light connecting the sky and the earth, distributed throughout the battlefield.

New forces entered the battle.

who is it?

Everyone got on their horses.

Brando raised his sword, and the golden glow of Odyssey shone strangely under the sun. Thousands of years ago, mortals fought for their own destiny under this sword.

Thousands of years later, it once again became a flag, and this time, it would rewrite Warnd's fate.

"Medisha, raise our banner and tell the world that this is the battle of the Eruin people!"

"victory--!"

The knights let out a chorus of shouts and burst down the embankment from the high ground at the edge of the forest.

At this moment, the Eruin people,

Rubiks,

Jiufeng people,

Rosalind,

Even Fang Qi and his men.

Everyone no longer has any other thoughts but to fight and then win. And if it fails, it will be nothing more than a corpse wrapped in horse leather. For these people, death is not worth mentioning.

Everyone is proud.

Fight for honor.

Fight to win.

The little silver elf princess raised her head and took a look. She threw out a silver card. The card flipped in the air and turned into a beam of light, soaring into the sky.

Then the clouds parted to the left and right, and a ray of light fell from the sky, shining on everyone's head.

"May I be honored, and then I can be honored by you!" Medisa held a spear and shouted loudly: "Eternal Song of Reincarnation, flying lightly on the battlefield, knights, encourage-"

Mitsaku's armor emerged from his body. A streak of light went upwards against the spears held tightly by the knights, turning into a gleaming silver flag at the tip of the spears.

Above the flag, the silver crescent moon and lilies are incomparably dazzling.

Above the sky.

One golden eye slowly opened, and she looked at the ground. He showed a thoughtful expression: "Planeswalker, I didn't expect there to be planeswalkers in this world."

"That's fine, then the inheritance won't be cut off—"

A bunch of lightsabers descended from the clouds and plunged into the ground, with Brando taking the lead. The light goes with it. The four hooves of the divine horse he sat on seemed to be stepping on the clouds and mist, galloping like flying. The holy sword Odysseus in his hand pointed forward, refracting a burning golden line in the sunlight.

This golden thread is cutting into the gap between the crystal cluster and the nameless person.

The rays of light falling from the clouds also moved forward, plowing into the army of crystal clusters.

"Cavalry!?" The undead lords commanding in the highlands saw this scene very clearly and were shocked: "Who is that?"

"Look at their flags, they're raising their flags!"

"That is……"

"Silver Crescent and Lily Flag..."

"What flag is that?"

"Did a certain lord in the south join the war privately?"

They turned around and looked at the woman behind them holding a mercury staff.

But the lord of the undead said not a word.

At this moment, this sudden cavalry became the last reserve force of the undead, under the command of two people. It just hit the most critical place on the battlefield.

The cavalry is ready, the glory inspires——

Instaron felt as if he had returned to before he was eighteen years old. At that time, he was still a human being and had not transformed into what he is now. He still had blood in his heart and was full of hope to sacrifice everything for the rising of the Dead Moon.

The undead's reason gave him an excellent match with Tagus, but the early enthusiasm in his heart was long gone.

The rise of the empire has become a cold and step-by-step process. The reason why the undead have a tendency to self-destruct may be due to such contradictory emotions.

No dead person wants to fight alongside the living. Not to mention such a miscellaneous army from all over the world, their existence is maintained by complex emotions, disgust, calmness and a certain goal, for the new generation of Madara. Only eternal death can bring some kind of peace.

But at this moment.

But he seemed to feel his beating heart and majestic pulsing blood. He looked back at Tagus and saw the same color in his eyes.

How is this going?

Everyone's morale was so high that they couldn't help but look ahead, at Brando's back on horseback. There seems to be an invisible halo crowning the back, which is the wings of light, and it infects everyone.

It might not be a bad idea to die in this battle.

His second thought was that the little silver elf princess had a really keen sense of the battlefield. She was no worse than him. Both of them immediately identified the weakest point on the battlefield.

Unfortunately it's not enough.

Brando raised his head and looked at the purple wall in front of him that was getting closer and closer.

He retracted his sword, and a golden halo bounced off him, suddenly covering everyone around him.

The knights collided in an instant——

Instar Dragon let out a piercing scream. Apart from Magdar and Delphine, he can be said to be the weakest among this group of people. Even Phoenix Fire has more actual combat skills than him. Three points higher.

He was not originally an undead lord who charged into battle.

But even so, he is not afraid of it. The undead are indifferent to emotions and have a completely different view of existence and death than the living beings.

He screamed just because of the hysteria inside him.

"Kill at least one!" he thought to himself.

He was also very clear about the strength of these crystal clusters. On this battlefield, the crystal clusters that appeared were far stronger than the aberrations around Rosalin. Their average strength was almost above the elemental manifestation.

But even so, he still saw a crystal cluster raising its sickle-like claws towards him.

The future star of Madara closed his eyes subconsciously, almost thinking about how he should minimize the damage. He did not expect that he could avoid it. The opponent's movements were much faster than his.

At this moment, he felt a solid touch from the spear in his hand.

"Stab!"

The spear seemed to be inserted into tofu, lifting the crystalline armor on the surface of the crystal cluster without any hindrance, and inserted it directly into its interior. The monster let out a scream and swept towards him with a claw.

Instar Dragon's eyes widened as he watched the claw hit his chest hard. Then it twisted, deformed, shattered, and turned into countless scattered crystal fragments. Swirling and flying out in all directions.

"this……"

"Aura of conflict!" Blanc whispered: "Aura of conflict at such a high level, you are a master of the Templar Knights!"

Instaron was stunned. He rushed straight over, still thinking in his heart: Isn't he a sword master?

Brando and his knights were like a hammer, slamming into the purple ocean. All crystal clusters that dared to stop them were instantly turned into powder.

Originally a group of knights on the side of truth, coupled with the blessing of cavalry preparation, encouragement and conflict halo, they have now turned into an unstoppable sharp blade, cutting a path between the swarming crystal clusters.

"Medissa!" Brando suddenly reined in the horse's reins, turned around, and faced the army of crystal clusters rushing toward them. He stretched out his holy sword Odyssey and swept forward, a golden streak The sword light flew forward.

The golden line extended to the battlefield hundreds of feet long in an instant, wherever it passed. The crystal clusters were cut in half, and they passed seven or eight floors backwards. The crystal clusters in front became shorter, like a sickle sweeping through wheat stubble.

Medissa understood it. She understood that the lord was buying time for herself. She pointed her spear into the sky and shouted: "Heavenly Arms!"

Thousands of silver threads fell from the sky.

Each one is connected to a crystal cluster on the ground.

Medisa moved the spear from top to bottom.

Countless beams of light dropped from the clouds along this silver line, and flames burned in from above the head. Those crystal clusters had no resistance at all and were turned into ashes.

The front suddenly became empty.

The undead lords have long been stunned. Farnzan people? When did they come here? But those lower-level lords were in a daze, but the high-ranking lords above did not waste any time, because this sudden cavalry cut into the gap between Madara's undead and the crystal cluster army, immediately causing the opponent's offensive to One meal.

The flanks of at least three legions were thus freed. The Supreme Being holding the mercury staff decisively gave the order. She pointed forward with the staff in her hand:

"Cooperate with them and attack!"

"But we need bone dragons, more bone dragons, Your Majesty!"

"Then go find it."

"Baisas it..."

"Don't tell me the reason, I just want the answer. If you can't do it, I will let someone who can do it take your place."

she replied coldly.

A few minutes later, tens of thousands of skeletal vultures flew up from Madara's position, which was no less powerful than the crystal cluster army blocking the sky and the sun in the sky. Unfortunately, they posed too little threat to the crystal cluster. Just now As soon as it rose to the sky, it fell down like rain.

Everyone understands that the undead air force cannot last long.

Brando suddenly stopped.

"There are magic fluctuations." Bai Wu whispered on his shoulder.

"What it is?"

Someone was screaming.

Brando raised his head.

In mid-air, Leviathan was spinning around. It had been slightly injured before, but this was not worth mentioning to its huge body. It let out a scream that penetrated the sky above the clouds, and countless crystal clusters As if they had received an order, they swooped down from mid-air - their attack was extremely simple, falling directly into the camp of the undead like a heavy rain, and in the blink of an eye, they shattered a legion's line into pieces.

But that wasn't what really made him look solemn.

And above the clouds, a dense black spot suddenly appeared.

They passed by the crystal cluster army and arrived above the battlefield in an instant.

At a distance of more than ten miles, Brando could see the true nature of these black spots at a glance——

Isaac, who was standing behind the Supreme Being, put down the monocular telescope in his hand with a solemn expression. His hands that were holding the brass shell of the magical device were a little pale - unlike the other undead present, he was a The human being is a necromancer with a high status in the Dead Moon Empire.

But unlike those lichs who yearn for eternal life, human necromancers always have various weaknesses of their kind.

Weak, timid, greedy for life, afraid of death, and greedy for power, it seems that they should not be worth mentioning in this efficient empire, but in fact it is these people who support the transformation of the undead.

He was on this battlefield just to observe with his own eyes how much the new alchemy could improve the newly born undead.

The experiment went well——

But at this moment, Isaac didn't feel happy at all.

"It's the Nightmare Insect..." His voice was slightly distorted.

…(To be continued.)