Act 184 The Battle of the Sages II

Rows of wizards wrapped in black robes are entering from behind the undead army. Their numbers range from hundreds to thousands. Compared with the heat on the front line, the scene here seems a bit strangely silent. W

These white bone claws stretched out from under the sleeves of the robe, tightly grasping the staff in their hands.

They are completely different staffs from the simple bone staffs in the hands of corpse witches. They are made of dark metal, as if they are the legendary gold of the underworld that can connect the two worlds. On the head of the staff, the King's Tears gem shines. Hui.

This is the First Magic Corps of the Undead from Balakirevo, the Lich Legion that shocked the world in the Battle of Sifach.

In the wild wind on the battlefield, a skeletal hand opened the hood of the cloak, revealing a pale skull underneath. The dark red light spots in Victor's eyes stared at Madara above the battlefield, this Bromando. The black roses are withering away.

Rows of wizards also wearing black robes walked up to him and lined up with him, forming a long battle line on the battlefield.

A silent front.

But Madala, all things will wither, all things will sleep forever, Martha is above, everything is so in line with the rules and common sense.

The Lich King, the master of Balakirevo, Victor raised the bone staff in his hand. The King of Gemstones, the Prometheus Diamond unearthed from the Sea of ​​the Dead Moon, exuded a dim light in the wind. light.

The undead lost the sky and lost the freedom to fly, but they still had magic, and death was still enough to sweep everything away.

"Darkness is eternal." It issued a monotonous byte from its dry throat.

"All things will perish." All the voices echoed in unison.

Magical formations spread out on the horizon. They rotated, as if opening a series of shimmering light doors.

A green light rose from the horizon and was reflected in the depths of Brando's eyes. It seemed to draw a long parabola from the distant sky, from far to near. Turned into a stream of light.

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously.

The green beam left a long afterimage in the field of vision. In the middle of the ocean of crystal clusters, it exploded like a flower of plague blooming with a faint green light. The crystal clusters were one by one. It was lifted up by the huge shock wave, thrown away, and then fell like raindrops.

"Careful. This is a test fire!" shouted Instasaurus.

As if to fulfill his words. A green curtain of light slowly rose on the horizon.

Like countless suns rising into the sky.

They're coming in a blink of an eye

It fell like a heavy rain on the formation of crystal clusters.

Twenty-nine giant crystal clusters instantly turned into powder. Green light streams hit the sea of ​​crystal clusters one after another. Each time they fell, a huge gap exploded in the dense purple ocean, almost instantly. , the crystal clusters had to collapse backwards.

This can be said to be their first retreat since the war began.

Blanc was so excited that he seemed to have returned to the holy war sixty years ago. He seemed not to care about the death magic passing above his head. He shouted to everyone: "Sir, the undead are covering us, this is an opportunity!"

"Where are the opportunities?"

Brando asked equally loudly.

"Go around the flanks of the crystal cluster!" Medissa looked around and immediately replied: "After the undead's magic ends, the crystal cluster will organize a new offensive, and then it's time for us to play our role. ”

Blanc gave the little silver elf princess a thumbs up on horseback.

"What do you think?" Brando looked at Instalong.

"If the Black Plague Legion can hold on from the front." Instar Dragon also nodded.

Brando had to listen to the opinions of the three top commanders. He raised his head and took a look, and quickly picked a route on the chaotic battlefield.

The silver crescent and lily flags once again moved across the battlefield.

There was finally a hint of admiration deep in the dark eyes that stared at the battlefield.

She nodded.

"Is the Black Plague Legion in place?"

"We're in place, Your Majesty, but what about the air force?" Isaac looked worriedly at the majestic army of crystal clusters above his head. The Nightmare Insect has almost flown over the battlefield, and the huge thing on the clouds is also slowly moving in this direction.

She raised her head and glanced at the sky, her face a little gloomy, but she lowered her long eyelashes: "Don't worry about them."

Rows of Crusader executioners holding heavy shields were walking out of the sea of ​​skeleton soldiers. They came to the front line, lined up in rows, and soon built a solid defense line three layers deep on the battlefield.

The corpse witches looked out through the gaps between the huge undead heavy infantry shields. Green beams of light were falling to the ground one after another from that direction. The light of the explosion continued, and a huge gap appeared on the battlefield. On the left wing of the Black Plague Legion, thousands of fluorescent pale knights were making circuitous movements.

They raise their hands.

The undead wizards behind immediately turned around and threw out communication spells one by one. These spells were summarized to the frontline commanders on the battlefield. The lower-level undead lords passed the information to the nearest crystal tower through the communication crystal, and then integrated it to the entire battlefield. At the command center.

The Black Plague Legion is in place

"Get ready for the second wave!"

"The second round of attacks has arrived!"

The moment the Lich Legion's spell ends.

The purple tide composed of crystal clusters swept over again. Within a few seconds, they spread across the gaps on the battlefield and crashed in this direction.

This time, what rushed to the front was not the four-legged arthropod-like crystal clusters, but the thick, but low center of gravity cluster beetles, the attackers in the records of the undead. These crystal clusters with extremely high explosive power It has always been the backbone of the assault force in the crystal cluster army.

"Prepare for impact!"

"Estimated arrival in five minutes!"

The necromancers issued instructions quickly.

But to everyone's expectation, the first ones to arrive were not these running crystal clusters, but the nightmare insects in the sky. The nightmare insect army finally flew over the undead army at this moment. They let out a piercing scream and immediately began to dive towards Madara's position.

The nightmare insect opened its claws and cut into the undead lineup like a sharp blade. Almost in an instant, the front of the Black Plague Legion was shaken.

Eruin's silver-white flag broke out of the encirclement at this moment.

The flag circled the right wing of the crystal cluster army. After returning from the hilly direction, Blanc looked at the scene with a somewhat solemn expression, "It's over, the aberration's air superiority is too obvious, and the undead can't support it from the front..."

"There must still be a chance." Instalong said loudly.

"Is there still a chance?" Brando pulled the reins and looked back on the horse and asked.

Medisa was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong with you, Medissa?"

"No. It's nothing." Medisa looked a little strange: "Lord, what are you going to do?"

"There's another chance."

Brando squinted his eyes and replied: "If I can contain the offensive of a legion of crystal clusters in the front, Insta Dragon Medisa, can you find an opportunity from it?"

"What did you say, Mr. Brando?" Adni questioned loudly: "We can't do that."

"It's not us, it's me." Brando turned around and asked solemnly: "What will happen?"

Everyone was stunned.

Blanc gulped. Answered: "If the undead can draw a fresh army..."

"The undead can draw out a new force," Medissa suddenly reacted at this time, with some inexplicable light flashing in her silver eyes: "Lord, if you can do it, we can win this battle." Victory in the war.”

"Medissa?"

"Lord, please leave the command of the battlefield to Mr. Instaron. I believe he can do a good job." Medissa replied firmly.

Brando glanced at the little silver elf princess.

The two people's eyes met, as if they had a clear understanding of each other.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"Miss Delphine."

Delphine looked up at him.

"protect yourself."

The prime minister's daughter was slightly startled, with an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes.

Brando turned around, holding Odysseus in his hand. Turning his back to them, he said: "Mr. Installon, don't let us down."

He clamped the horse's belly, accelerated the sitting horse in small steps, leaned up slightly, and rushed towards the center of the battlefield one by one.

"Lord Earl!" Instalong looked at the opponent's back in disbelief. He murmured: "You really impress me..."

"Mr. Instalon." Medisa reminded beside him.

"Miss Medissa," Instaron turned around knowing that the little silver elf princess was the former's confidant. He solemnly said to the other party: "I hope to have a pleasant cooperation in the future, and we will fight side by side."

"No," the little princess shook her head and smiled slightly: "This is your war, Mr. Installon, it does not belong to me."

The future Black Lord of Madara was stunned for a moment.

The pale army of the undead, the dark land, and the purple crystal ocean, three colors intertwined with each other on the land under the sky, slowly approaching, the spears were being lowered in a row, the undead soldiers were fearless, and their eyes were beating deep in their eyes. Only the flames long for eternal death.

Lightning was flying through the clouds, and meteorites were falling from the distant sky with long tail flames.

But between the two distinct colors, a human knight appeared at this moment.

One man and one rider, a long sword shining with golden brilliance, inserted between the undead army and the wave of crystal clusters.

"Who is that?"

The undead lords were in panic, and panicked voices came and went.

The dark eyes reflected the figure standing upright on the horse, his long hair fluttering in the wild wind.

She pursed her lips, holding the mercury staff tightly in her pale hands, and said nothing.

She recognized the man.

everything in that prophecy

Brando tightened the horse's reins.

He turned his horse's head and stood between the undead army and the tidal wave of crystal clusters. Behind the rows of undead heavy infantry who were retreating from the attack by the nightmare insects, countless corpse witches and necromancers looked at this scene at a loss.

Why is there a human here?

What is he doing here?

He's crazy?

However, Brando turned his back to them.

In his eyes, a purple line appeared on the horizon in front of him. It covered the entire battlefield and was quickly becoming clearer. In that torrent was a monster with teeth and claws, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands. .

He also wanted to ask himself if he was crazy, but a clear voice in his heart told him that he could do it.

Because in his body, the voice of the law is resonating. It is time, space, and the great power of the entire world. They are intertwined with each other and everything.

That is, the power of existence

The power of the elemental orb has completely resonated.

Brando raised his hands.

A continuous silver network suddenly appeared above the clouds. This network spread from front to back, covering the entire battlefield in an instant.

Everyone raised their heads in shock, their eyes reflecting the bright network:

"The power of the saints!"

There was a soft bang.

The mercury staff landed on the high platform.

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