Act 156 Dawn(9)

Medisa didn't think much when she opened her spiritual wings, just like a general subconsciously protecting his deployment. But when she saw the undead general in black looking at her quietly - he stretched out his right hand, holding a huge black scythe in a metal glove full of thorns, and gently flattening it - she realized that she was Did something wrong.

Bai disappeared from her sight in the next moment.

The silver elf girl subconsciously turned back her spear, but it was a little late. She raised her head, and the brilliance that erupted on the wings of the spirit seemed to be dimmed. It was a cold sickle that blocked the light, and then pulled out a black light from top to bottom - with a 'click', the silver chain armor The pieces shattered, like twinkling leaves falling off one after another, and the rosy blood bloomed into a dazzling scarlet flower. Medissa looked at the wound extending from her shoulder to her lower abdomen in disbelief, her face pale.

When the undead fell, he stretched out his hand from under the black cloak and grabbed her by the throat. He opened his arms and pushed forward. The silver elf girl who had lost her power was dropped from the unicorn like a kite with a broken string, and landed with a bang. on the ground. A cloud of dust kicked up.

The Black Knight landed on the ground at the same time. There was no emotion behind his cold metal mask. He calmly waved his scythe forward; the moon-shaped blade cut out a perfect semicircle, and the wind pressure was like a knife sweeping away those who had temporarily turned back. The mercenaries who suddenly reacted and wanted to come up to help the female knight were beaten and staggered.

The mercenaries screamed and retreated, falling backward one by one as if a sickle had swept through straw. When Bai landed on the ground, with his body as the center, a vacuum semicircle was formed within a radius of ten meters. The unicorn stopped in front of Medisa, but the undead general knocked it down easily. He looked down at the girl lying on the ground: Medisa was lying quietly in a pool of blood, her pale silver eyes a little distracted. .

The girl occasionally coughed up bloody foam weakly, and the bright red blood fell all the way to the bottom of her white and slender neck, forming eye-catching red spots. The girl could hardly feel her body. She could only feel the pain spreading along her nerves. A kind of fatigue gradually took hold of her mind. Her consciousness seemed to be gradually moving away. But in the gradually darkening vision, the girl saw that cold face. The mask zoomed in—Bai knelt down beside her, grabbed her throat with one hand and pulled it up.

"Medisha, you still haven't made any progress-" Bai said.

The Silver Elf Princess was shocked and coughed up a mouthful of blood, "Ahem, you--" She struggled to squeeze out the words, but she saw Bai closing one eye, and the golden flame burning in the other eye. Look at yourself at every turn.

Mind reading!

"Damn it—" the girl gritted her teeth and concentrated, her remaining soul power sealing the space around her body like running water. Although mind reading can only read superficial thoughts, it is still shameful. In the circle of upper-class wizards, only those who are extremely dirty will use such little tricks.

However, this spell is widely spread among the dark nobles of Madara.

Medissa was not familiar with these undead living behind the sun; Brando would have laughed at most, but the elf girl was trembling with anger, as if she felt extremely humiliated.

The undead general holding the scythe shook his head.

"Ahem, I can't do it anymore..." Medisa shook her head feebly, as if trying to break free from the opponent's grasp. She felt her consciousness gradually fade away, but there was a cold touch on her neck - the spiked metal gloves were strangling the girl's throat, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She knew she couldn't hold on any longer, but she had to remind her lord immediately.

Bai looked at her motionless, his golden eyes seemed to show a kind of pity. The Silver Elf Princess was shocked and immediately felt as if there was an invisible wall on the battlefield, which bounced her telepathy back.

The spiritual connection between her and Brando was severed——

"You...cough..." Medisa coughed painfully.

"There are many ways to use the soul element, and the undead of Madara have a lot of experience in developing this element. I am no exception," Bai said, holding the elf princess tightly like a bird. Neck, coldly replied: "Spiritual Barrier: Seal - In this space created by myself, I can block all connections with the material world. If I want to enter or leave, there must be someone more than me." Only with the strength——"

Bai's voice stopped suddenly and he suddenly turned around.

He raised his hand in a certain direction to block it, and a fiery red figure was like a flame bursting out from the ground, mixed with rushing lightning. There was a loud bang, and several long arcs of electricity flashed across the darkness. Bai groaned, but Akane had already exchanged blows with his left hand once, and then quickly retreated.

"There is another gold-level being," the undead knight stared at the red-haired girl standing in the distance and said, "That young man has many capable people."

"Let her go——!" Akane looked at Medisa in his hand and gritted her teeth and replied.

Bai Leng coldly snorted, threw away Medisa, and swung towards Akane with a backhand sickle. The red-haired girl was slightly startled because she felt that the other party suddenly escaped from her field of vision at this moment and could not be captured; but the next moment, the cold sickle had touched her neck - the approaching cold breath had a hint of sting, Qian felt cold in her heart. When she rushed over from a distance, she happened to see the scene of Bai and Medisa fighting. She originally thought that was the opponent's true strength, but she didn't expect that compared with this moment, he had been holding back at all.

The strength of this undead was beyond her imagination, and it was beyond perception—according to the young man, it was at least as powerful as peak gold. In fact, only the Golden Peak can initially master the method of independently developing the power of elements, but the ectoplasm barrier is invisible, so Akane doesn't know that she has missed the best opportunity to estimate the opponent's strength.

But these thoughts were of no use now. Akane could only grit her teeth at the last moment and move away from her body, avoiding her vital points, and let the sharp edge of the sickle hit her back; the blade touched her body, and she was swept away with a groan, but Although the blow was far heavier than what Medissa had endured, the red-haired girl quickly covered her shoulders and climbed up.

The tough natural defense and regeneration abilities of the divine messengers are far beyond the comparison of the naturally weak elves.

"Huh?" Bai was slightly stunned. He thought that the blow he had taken with 80% of his strength should have killed Akane. Unexpectedly, after taking a hit, the opponent actually got up like nothing happened. However, if this Black Knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, knew that the girl with a long red ponytail in front of him had been transformed into a monster after receiving the elements of enlightenment - the Earth God Envoy Ekmen, he would only have been lying down for a week after the attack. , and if it starts to bounce around again, the scythe just now will probably be struck with all its strength.

The two of them left the open space where Medisa was as soon as they fought. This was undoubtedly the best opportunity. However, the mercenaries became timid after suffering the previous losses and no longer dared to step forward at this moment. .

Akane gritted her teeth and looked at these guys, her amber eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

However, Kerencia, the leader of the Rose and Wine Mercenary Group, was hesitant at the moment. There were beads of sweat on his forehead under his slender silver hair. The enemy was stronger than he imagined, and his confidants also advised him to leave at this time. But that young man is also not easy to mess with. Not only is he a noble, but he also has so many gold-level combat powers. If such a young man does not have a profound background, no one will believe him.

However, he raised his head and immediately saw those elite skeleton spear throwers, under the command of the Undead Knight, beginning to surround Medisa, who was seriously injured on the ground in the center of the battlefield.

A tide of undead.

Kerenthia gritted her teeth and finally made up her mind. If you disobey Brando, you may be killed, but now they have to face a more realistic threat. The undead side is obviously stronger. At least the masked black knight injured Medissa and Qian with one move. It is a fact common to everyone. He sheathed his sword and was about to give the order to retreat, but just as he was about to step back, he felt his clothes being grabbed by a small hand.

It's that little girl.

The silver-haired middle-aged man lowered his head, just in time to see Funya raise her little face, look at him with a pair of deep, emerald green eyes, and ask softly: "Uncle?"

Kerenthia was startled, of course he knew what Funya meant. But how should he answer, tell this little girl that her uncle was preparing to run away? He opened his mouth but found that he could not say such words, because when he saw Funya's serious face, he couldn't help but think of his daughter. Both his wife and daughter died in the rebellion. The fighting on the Eruin border lasted for decades. Almost everyone living in these areas has personally experienced the suffering of the war.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and was covered in cold sweat.

"Captain?" a confidant asked from the side.

Kerenthia opened her eyes, which were bloodshot: "Gamble."

Everyone around was stunned.

"Leave success or failure to Martha!" Kerenthia said through gritted teeth.

"Leave it to Martha——!"

The mercenaries finally took action. They pushed forward and collided with rows of skeletons. The battle started in an instant. The mercenaries closest to Medisa directly formed a human wall to protect the elf princess. At the girl's prompt, they helped her up from the pool of blood - the latter swayed with difficulty as her consciousness was shaky. She was roughly aware of her situation - but she immediately thought that she had one last chance to change the situation on the battlefield.

Medissa took a gentle breath——

…

Akane and Bai passed by each other. When she was injured for the third time, she suddenly heard the voices of the mercenaries shouting at her from behind. The red-haired girl stubbornly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. When she turned around, she heard the mercenaries shouting at her from behind. The soldiers were shouting to her: "Attack that guy once with all your strength!"

A full attack?

What's the meaning?

Akane was slightly startled, but her eyes immediately followed the crowd and saw Medissa who was half sitting among them. The Silver Elf Princess' eyes were almost distracted, but the last burning hope in her eyes reached the bottom of her heart. Akane understood what the other party meant in an instant. "Do you want to attack with all your strength?" She raised her ax gun, and the tip of the Thunder Spear - Logos immediately flashed a dazzling arc of light. The red-haired girl danced her halberd forward, and immediately blocked the approaching undead knight. open.

Bai Yi was startled.

Akane leveled the ax gun, and at that moment countless electric lights emerged from her body, and even her red ponytail spread out in an instant, and her hair floated upwards. She stared at the undead knight, smiled with her little fangs, and the electric light from her body immediately circled upward and poured into the axe-gun——

"The seventh string——"

"The sound of thunder!"

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