Act 183 The Battle of the Sages I

Isaac's words didn't seem to attract the slightest attention.

A little flame danced in the dark eyes, a sea of ​​white bones, black flags, purple crystal clusters like a tide covered the sky, lightning hanging from the clouds, one or two flames streaking across the sky, the distant view of the battlefield was reflected in these pairs of eyes. The depths of the emotionless, cold eyes.

She looked back.

Stretching out a pale and slender fingertip, the mercury staff was held in that hand, and the fingertip pointed in one direction.

There are no orders.

But behind her, the undead lords all pressed their bone-like palms to their chests. The fire of their souls burned blazingly in their chests. The dark nobles lowered their heads like the tide, and water ripples rippled from front to back.

They turned around, pale flames dancing in their eyes.

The Madara generals in the last row understood this and turned around one after another, opened their hollow jaws, waved their bone-white fists and roared at the corpse witches and necromancer apprentices:

"Let those weaklings of Balakirevo come in and tell them, for the eternal rest, long live the Black Rose of Bramando!"

"Black roses never fade!"

The sound of orders came and went on the battlefield.

The middle and lower-level corpse witches and necromancer apprentices hurriedly ran back. Some even fell to the ground on the way. However, under the supervision of the undead supervisor, these unlucky guys immediately got up on their hands and feet and ran towards the few people behind the high platform. A huge crystal tower.

Corpse witches and necromancer apprentices put their hands on the crystal tower, and green ripples immediately extended upward along the spindle-shaped main crystal of the crystal tower, which was twenty or thirty meters high. When it reached the top of the tower supported by the white bone base, it immediately turned into beams of green light and shot out in all directions.

The green line connected to the other direction of the distant battlefield. When it hit the crystal spire in that direction, green light spots immediately lit up in the nearby sea of ​​bones.

Almost all the corpse witches were looking down at the glowing emeralds inlaid on the bone staffs in their hands. When they raised their heads again, the rows of skeletal soldiers began to turn slowly, and a huge roulette seemed to be formed on the entire battlefield in an instant.

"The Bonefire Legion enters the south of Lohrweide Hills"

"The Death Vulture Knight is ready to join the battle."

"The Pale Knight prepares to join the fight."

"The Black Plague Legion is preparing for the next wave of impact."

The undead are adjusting their offensive

Bundles of green light intertwined and shuttled over the battlefield, instantly forming a green network entrenched over the undead army.

But the good times didn't last long. There was a commotion among the crystal clusters like a tide, and suddenly a large number of giant beasts carrying crystal clusters as high as mountains emerged. They just appeared. Immediately, they raised their heads and let out a piercing scream. The crystal beam behind them vibrated at high frequency, and the sound wave resonance spread out at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.

On the front line of the undead army, cracks immediately appeared in the smaller crystal tower, which shattered with a crackling sound, and further away, the green beam began to become chaotic. In the sea of ​​bones, the green light spots began to disappear one by one.

As if in an instant, the entire battlefield darkened.

"Change the semaphore"

"Change the semaphore, idiots!"

Such a scene was reflected in her cold eyes, but she didn't seem surprised at all. However, the undead lords behind Her Majesty the Queen had turned around and roared at their men.

Black knife-shaped flags were erected from the battlefield.

The Eruin knights are still moving forward, as if they are trying to carve out a path in the ocean of crystal clusters.

Instalong glanced back at the direction of Madara's army. His dark eyes were full of clouds, and the black flag cast a thick shadow in the depths of his pupils.

"Lord Lord,

We have to find a way to kill those weird things! "

He couldn't help shouting anxiously.

"What did you call me. Mr. Installon?"

Brando asked as he looked at the huge monsters that suddenly appeared in the crystal clusters on horseback. Occasionally, there would be one or two crystal clusters that rushed towards them, but without even looking at them, he would chop off their heads with a backhand sword.

"...As long as you can help Madara win this war, I will work for you, as long as you don't mind having a dark noble as a retainer." Instar Dragon gritted his teeth and said loudly.

Tagus split the head of a crystal cluster with one sword. He turned around and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and did not speak.

Brando looked back at him and said with some surprise: "I have accepted an undead retainer in the Cruz Empire. You are not the first one, Mr. Installon, but can you represent the will of the mercury staff?"

"The nobles of darkness are free, and not only our will."

Brando rushed forward on his horse and shook his head on the horse.

"Your proposal makes me very excited, Mr. Installon, but I don't bother to blackmail anyone. If you volunteer to come to Firland to work for me, I will welcome you. Now let us consider how to win." .”

He said loudly: "Help me count how many there are, don't miss them."

Instar Dragon opened his mouth wide and looked at Brando blankly.

The reason why he said that was because he was full of pride. Just as Brando firmly believed that the Black Lord would become the future of Madara, Instalong also knew his own value in his heart. He was a genius. Never deny this and be proud of it.

Even the rumored Tarig never felt inferior to the other person in his heart. He was the pride of Pale Rose. He was the first person in a lineage family in the central region of the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon to win a prize before the age of eighteen in a hundred years. The noble who has completed the dark transformation, even his deputy, the Shadow of Rolanda Tagus, who is praised by everyone, can only stand behind him.

He knew very well that the human being in front of him would not be ignorant of his own value. He had long discovered that the other person knew him even better than himself. There was no doubt that this Mr. Count was also an outstanding person, and only Only stupid people will envy the virtuous.

Those who are truly superior to others will only make them use themselves.

"Are you in a daze, Mr. Installon?" Brando tilted his head and said, "This is fighting for your motherland. I thought you didn't want to give up this honor to Medisa."

"I'm sorry..." Instar Dragon immediately raised his head, and his somewhat panicked eyes swept across the battlefield: "They are both on the east and west sides, with a total of... twenty-seven, no, twenty-eight. head."

"Twenty-nine heads."

Tagus replied while remaining silent. He took out the new crystal monsters on the battlefield one by one, and then looked back at his partner.

Instar Dragon's face turned red and white.

Brando did not look at these two people: "Medisha, help me count."

He raised his hand and spread his fingers slightly.

"space"

without warning

A huge crystal cluster that was screaming suddenly flew up from the ocean of crystals. It was waving its limbs in a panic, obviously it didn't understand what was happening for a while.

Then the second head, the third head, the fourth head...

Crystal clusters were named one after another, and then rose from the ocean of crystal clusters. Far behind the undead army, the undead lords who were about to use flags to issue orders suddenly froze. They turned around and stared at this in stunned silence. One scene.

Only those dark eyes still showed no trace of emotion.

"This...is this?"

"Someone is helping us!" Someone suddenly shouted.

"Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine..."

But when the last giant crystal cluster rose into the sky, there was a sudden commotion among the crystal clusters, and the commotion spread in all directions like water ripples.

The woman on the high platform turned back and faced all her courtiers with a cold expression.

The undead lords seemed to be waking up from a dream.

"Quick, don't waste time, attack them quickly!"

A hoarse command.

The crystal tower of the undead became bright again.

"Mr. Installon, contact your Majesty, you know what we need."

Brando raised his right hand high, and twenty-nine giant crystal clusters were fixed in the air by him like playthings. He said to Instar Dragon calmly.

Medissa also looked at the future Black Lord of Madara.

Adni and her knights looked at Brando like a god. Just look at the twenty-nine motionless monsters on the side of truth in his hand, and they could understand how powerful it was.

Naquil's eyes were filled with light.

"Lord, I..." Instalong replied a little awkwardly.

"Now is not the time to discuss this, Mr. Installon. Only how to win is what we need to consider." Brando shook his head. He himself was a little unexpected. He originally thought that he had the most Lifting only two thirds of them would be good.

But at this moment, he felt that a strange kind of thinking was dominating his current state. He seemed to be looking at himself from a higher dimension. The power of the laws in his body was about to move. The traditional cognition of time and space seemed to is leaving him.

The key is that since the battle in Rushta, he felt the power of the elemental orb again.

And this time.

They are more powerful, so majestic that it seems to be shocking.

He suppressed this feeling of mental shock and said to Instalong word for word: "I know you can contact your Majesty, hurry up."

Instaron nodded silently, but then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Lord, you are right. But I don't think we need to contact His Majesty. The lichs of Balakirevo are already entering..."

He turned back with a serious tone.

Brando also turned his head along his gaze.

Suddenly there was a continuous flash of light on the ground line.

…(To be continued.)