Chapter 530 Little Fat Dragon Defense Battle (Part 3)

The White Fox Knight was not intimidated by the overwhelming attack, and relied on his terrifying combat experience to move around quickly.

After dodging Rosaria's big sword, he nimbly dodged all the chains, and then crashed into the square of corrupted demons. He rushed left and right, killing dozens of corrupted demons in a row, and then was killed by Rosaria. Force back.

The first wave of corrupted creatures that came had been completely killed by the Night Leader's legion.

The combat power of the corrupted demon was so terrifying that it killed ordinary rotten corpses into mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Just when Rosalía was about to pursue her, Field stopped her and said, "More enemies are coming. Don't pursue us yet."

There is no need to turn a defensive battle into a pursuit battle. It would be terrible if you were surrounded by enemies.

The rumble of horse hooves came.

"It's really strange that living creatures are mixed with rotting corpses." A nobleman riding a tall horse walked out of the gray mist, with an elegant posture and a calm smile on his lips. "Young Sir, can you tell me how to do it?" ”

"cannot."

Field lazily looked for excuses and almost choked the other party to death with his straightforward words.

"I am Constance, Viscount of the Border Guard. I welcome you to my territory. This makes me feel very happy and proves that I have not been forgotten by this miserable world."

"Nice to meet you too, I am Baron Field, nickname: Guardian of the Empire."

Since the main purpose of this battle was to buy time for the little fat dragon, and the other party was willing to talk nonsense, Field was happy and responded loudly before it was too late.

Constance was an extremely handsome nobleman, but of course, he was only half as handsome.

The smaller half of his face looked like that of a normal person, while the rest was made up of squirming gray-white rotten flesh, with tentacles dangling behind it, which was extremely disgusting.

Looking at the giant corrupted dragon that was coming, and the elite rotting corpses that had already formed, Constance fell into deep thought: How could this guy have anything to do with the Guardians?

"Once upon a time, I was also the guardian of the empire."

Constance remembered fondly: "I have never been defeated by the invasion of orcs, and I have not given up any inch of land, but the reward of the guardian is like this. The queen betrayed us and turned everyone into monsters."

"I deeply understand and sympathize with your experience." Field said seriously.

Viscounts are not awarded casually. This title is rare. Generally speaking, viscounts only appear on the border.

"Sir, I failed to win the opponent's chosen one." The White Fox Knight returned to his camp.

"It's not your problem, Suzuran. They are not from the imperial army. We know nothing about them." Constance saw the blood on the corner of Suzuran's mouth and said curiously, "They are also at the third level. The other party can hurt you. ?”

Suzuran is an extremely elite battle god, and she almost never loses in a duel.

"I'm also surprised." Suzuran scratched her head, "Be careful of the Chosen One with the big sword. Her strength and vitality are terrifyingly strong."

"However, I will kill her and that wolf demi-human with my own hands."

"Very well, let's return to the team."

"Why are there still damn Netherworld disasters?" When he saw Netherworld, Constance carefully checked the other party's aura and frowned, "Get out of my territory, disgusting monster! The Holy Light will kill you severely. Burn to ashes."

"well?"

Margaret had already controlled the netherworld creature and repeled the rotting corpse on the left. She was listening to Field chatting with the other party leisurely, but the other party directly scolded her.

"Why are you scolding me? I don't seem to have offended you for being corrupt." Margaret pouted and said sadly, "Besides, you are also a disaster. How dare you let the Holy Light burn us to ashes?"

Field comforted: "Just get used to it. You will never understand the brain circuits of corrupt creatures."

"The eliminated waste should be buried underground." Constance said bluntly.

In fact, Constance's thinking is a typical conservative aristocratic thinking.

Field came with an army to invade, and it was a feud between nobles over lordships. But if a wild disaster appears, it will be a competition. Moreover, the netherworld will snatch the corrupted resources.

"Field, I admire your courage."

Constance sneered and said bluntly: "But your behavior of going deep alone and cooperating with ghost monsters and dirty demi-humans is simply unreasonable and unreasonable, and you are not enough to shoulder the responsibility of commander."

"Your short-sightedness will kill everyone who trusts you. I look forward to seeing that wonderful scene. I will kill you in the end so that you can bring me more fun."

"Haha, you will know whether you are stupid or not by looking at the results, respected Viscount." Field was not irritated at all, but said calmly, "No matter how smart you are, you will still be killed in the North. It seems that your smartness is also Limited.”

"Looking for death, you were still in your mother's arms when I was directing the war." Constance was furious.

Field was right: "Come on, come on, when I look at the wisdom of our ancestors, you are still dripping with liquid. See if I can pump you, that's it."

These words made Constance explode.

"You have no idea what you are facing. The combat power of the viscounty is far beyond your imagination."

"Border Guards, prepare to attack from both wings! Expeditionary Force, prepare to break through from the front!"

"Fanny, my wife, go kill the invading ghost."

New waves of corpses are coming from all directions. This time, the rotten corpses are even more elite. Corrupted cavalry, deformed rotten corpses, and corrupted animals can be seen everywhere, even mixed with third- and fourth-order high-level rotten corpses.

As if to let Field know the disparity in strength, Constance no longer let the Chosen Ones wait for the opportunity or hide in the corpse tide, but put them all out.

Rosaria's front line, five Chosen Ones. Ashina's right line, three Chosen Ones, Margaret's left line, singled out by Fanny, a fourth-level Chosen One.

"Oh my god, this is too exaggerated."

Field's scalp tingled. The combat power of the corrupted Chosen Ones varied, but the number was really terrifying.

What was even more terrifying was that the red dots of the Hearthfire Fortress, that is, the pure white men, had no intention of moving at all.

The Chosen Ones in front of him were all just the Viscount's legions.

"If it doesn't work, we'll give up the mission and save our lives."

He came to the Viscount's territory to adventure, mainly because of the teleportation of the Netherworld.

"Don't worry, the opponent's fourth-level God Chosen is not a pure combat type. The previous illusion was caused by her." Youming snorted coldly and said very forcefully, "I will help you share some of the pressure."

"Fourth-level divine skill, soul slave!"

The void gate opened, and three God Chosen appeared, including Queen Xiyue, all of whom were third-level strength.

"I've taken out all my wealth, don't let me down." Margaret blinked.

"Okay, okay." Field instantly got excited, "I have to beat him hard and make him kneel down to apologize to you."