Cataclysmic Transformation

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Countless soldiers “rolled” down the inclined aisle, stunned the commander of the Sloan Army in the back. "network"

"This is how the same thing?"

He wondered if he had already scored Manchester? He was about to command the whole army to attack, this time, his own people were all kicked out, is there a large number of troops in it?

He glanced at his deputy, his face full of doubt.

"Adult, what is that?" The lean soldier beside him suddenly shouted at Manchester.

Slow looked closely, and saw skeletons from mountains and mountains pouring out of Manchester, driving their soldiers out of them. Their soldiers ran with a horrified look on their faces.

"Then ... that's a skeleton ... how can there be a skeleton?" Sloe finally saw it clearly, his brow furrowed, and his doubts were even more serious. Usually seeing the skeleton means the necromancer, and no one except the necromancer. Skeletons have been summoned, is it possible that his own person is the Necromancer who was expelled from the city? The idea seemed quite funny in his mind.

But one thing is for sure, he completely failed this tentative attack, and his face sank, "Call me their captain and see what is going on!"

The lean soldier immediately led his life away. After a while, he brought a middle-aged man with blood on his face and a frightened face.

"Report the leader of the regiment, the captain has been killed, and now the deputy captain has killed you!" Said the soldier respectfully.

Sloan had no time to manage the captain's death, and said with a sour face, "What's the matter? Haven't you already attacked the city? How did you retreat!"

"Adult, skeleton ... a lot of skeletons ... I ... our soldiers are all dead ..." The middle-aged man didn't seem to recover from his fear, and his words were trembling.

Seeing the skeletons just now being summoned continuously, like the endless, soldiers who have experienced fighting like them, will feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Slough and the lean soldiers glanced at each other, and Slough asked quietly, "You make it clear!"

Seeing the commander of the Sloan Army in front of me, the middle-aged man's expression recovered a little, and he settled down and said, "Lord Commander, we have successfully entered Manchester. When we are preparing to occupy, we see a Necromancer, about At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he summoned many skeletons to come out ... many ... many ... "

"Necromancer about seventeen or eighty?" Slow frowned, always feeling something wrong.

The lean man next to the commander of the Sloan Army sneered, "Isn't it a necromancer? Isn't it just some skeletons that can't be beaten? See how you are scared of the courage, as for it? It's almost lost. Face of the Nineteenth Army ... "

As soon as the words came out, the soldiers around Slough showed a disdainful look, looking at the middle-aged man with contempt.

When the middle-aged man heard it, he said anxiously, "No ... no ... Master, not as you think, those skeletons are not vulnerable."

As he was saying, a soldier flew to report, "Master Legion, a large number of skeletons in front of you are coming up. The former army is fighting them!"

Slow's eyes rolled, a dignity flashed across his face, and he took a deep breath. "Let's go, let's see!"

When Slough arrived on the battlefield, he took a breath of relief. Skeletons from the mountains and the wild came like tide, and they had already joined hands with the former army of the 19th Legion. Slough saw that the skeletons were The soldiers of the Nineteenth Legion killed an inextricable situation, and the screams of the soldiers continued to be heard on the battlefield. As the middle-aged man said, those skeletons were not easy to deal with.

"These skeletons ... how could it be ..." The scene in front of him saw the lean soldiers stunned. He had never seen such powerful skeletons. The powerful fighting power of those skeletons subverted his imagination.

"No, could it be ..."

At this time, Slow frowned, and a person suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Boom--Boom--"

Almost at the beginning of the total war, Ron commanded the Skeleton Corps to charge the 19th Corps of the Holy Roman Empire. A large number of skeletons were summoned. , And gradually began to fight back.

The two sides waged a fierce battle.

Vivian held the bone spear and shoved it mercilessly. The bone spear drew an arc, and each bone spear was accompanied by a soldier of the nineteenth legion.

When Ron counterattacked the battlefield, the number of skeletons and soldiers began to reverse. Looking at the densely packed heavy infantry, Ron gradually began to feel powerless.

"Awesome!" Catherine's eyes shined. "Look ... Ron actually fights against the 19th Legion by himself!"

"However, he is still at a disadvantage, isn't he?" Although seeing Manchester keep it, Laughron still felt uncomfortable, arguing.

"I believe he still has a way!" Although that was said, looking at Ron in the field, Catherine couldn't help but worry a little.

"Laughron, shall we support?" Zhunger hesitated, then said.

Thinking about it, Laughron shook his head firmly, "No, at this time Manchester is defensively empty, playing is not a good choice. Besides, with the intensity of the fighting now, we can't help much when we are alone. ... "

Catherine bit her lip tightly, and she had to admit this fact.

The soldiers of the Nineteenth Legion shone with a grudge, and a sword cut a skeleton brave waist in half. The skeleton brave suddenly turned into a black smoke and disappeared.

As the skeleton warriors disappeared more and more, the nineteenth legion began to surround Ron, and Ron gradually felt difficult. Soon, the skeleton brave lost nearly half, and his scope was greatly reduced, only the powerful black knight It was still left and right in the crowd, wherever he went, flesh and blood flew, and no one could block the terrifying power of the black knight who had reached the division level.

The Black Knight also added a series of scars of horror, but for its undead creature, death and pain are not a big deal.

Vivienne also noticed something bad, and asked anxiously, "Ron, won't you go on like this!"

Ron naturally knew that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to him. He was anxious in his heart, but he didn't know what to do.

Khomelin has been watching all of this silently, seeing the situation and busy saying, "Ron, the terrain here is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Attack is not a good choice, so I suggest you shrink the defense line immediately , Full defense ... "

"Comprehensive defense!"

Ron heard his eyes lit up and decided to listen to Grandma Khomelin's words. I saw that Ron's Skeleton Corps changed shape, with the Skull Warrior as a shield, and retreated in full, and soon retreated to Manchester City Gate @ 黄 小说 / class12 Before /1.html, guard the gate firmly.

Behind Ron was a long, sloping aisle, which allowed him to retreat calmly and orderly.

Srow frowned, looked at the terrain, scolded inwardly, and then shouted, "The whole army assaults, accelerates the offensive, and strives to break through his defense. Never let him pass the defensive barrier!"

The order was issued. The soldiers of the Nineteenth Legion rushed towards the gate of the city like crazy. Ron's skeleton defense was a bit stormy and could be broken at any time.

Lighten the staff, and a batch of skeleton warriors scrambled out of the ground, roaring and rushing towards the enemy. Ron's heart gradually tightened. With the crazy attack of the soldiers of the nineteenth legion, a large number of skeleton warriors in heavy armor After being wiped out, the situation is very critical.

"Ron, use Frost Armor!"

Homelin looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "This undead magic can increase the defense of your summoning creatures, quickly—"

"Yes!"

Khomelin's words swept away the haze of Ron's heart like a beacon, his brows spread out, and the orange legendary staff was drawn into an arc, matched with a lengthy spell, a trace of soul power madly revealed.

At this time, the skeleton braves gleamed with white light, and as a ** light circulated, slowly condensed, and gradually formed a layer of cold armor, covering the undead creatures, as if covered with a Thick and transparent armor is generally.

This layer of armor is extremely hard, and the long sword filled with grudge can not easily break it, so that the defensive power of the skeleton brave is greatly enhanced.

"Ding--" The long sword with a grudge was chopped out and chopped onto the skeleton brave, but heard a clear voice, the long sword also rebounded back, the soldier was shocked and numb.

"Damn, what the **** is this!"

Among them, the most obvious impact was the soldiers of the nineteenth legion. They had to face these somewhat skeletal skeletons. Seeing that these skeletons strengthened their defense, they scolded.

It ’s not easy to turn these skeleton warriors into a black smoke. Ron gradually stabilized the situation. The whole Manchester is like a sturdy fortress. As long as Ron ca n’t break through here, then Manchester breaks Nope.

Seeing this scene, Slow's heart sank slowly. Although he was anxious, he couldn't help it.

...

Mercedes-Benz flew across the grassland with a fiery figure, and behind him, followed by a large number of soldiers, could not see the end at a glance.

It was the first woman of about twenty-seven or eighty years, riding a war horse, wearing a fiery red magician quilt, with a long, slightly curly hair, showing a delicate face.

Biting her lips tightly, a firm gaze flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, she moved her heart and pulled the reins in her hand. The front hooves of the warhorse vacated and set. The latter batch of trained soldiers also quickly stood still.

These soldiers, dressed in the costumes of the former Royal Guards of Ebia and wearing light armor, appeared extremely sophisticated.

The woman's grand princess of the royal family of Ebia, the chief of the rebel army of Ebia, the president of the "dark" organization, Juliana, her eyes gleaming wisely, looking at the distance motionless.

"Miss, what's wrong?" A young woman in her thirties beside the woman also fixed her horse and asked inexplicably. She was Juliana's bodyguard.

"What happened in Manchester!" Juliana frowned, "Let's speed it up, I hope it's too late ..." Please watch "The Net" for the first ad without ads

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