Cataclysmic Transformation

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"how about it?"

Feller had just returned to his room, and a thin, middle-aged undead man sprang out of nowhere and asked him with eyes fixed on him.

"You startled me!" Feller was startled. He was already a guilty conscience. He went to the window and looked out, closing the door.

"No, there is no clue at all ..." Feller said with some helplessness. "Levyd can't listen to me. I haven't even started to say, so he blocked me back with words ..."

"This ..."

The middle-aged undead walked annoyingly in the dark room. It took a long time to make up his mind to say, "It seems that Lee Verde has been determined to follow the false god. Lord Deere ’s army of undead is coming, Feller ... you are like this ... "

The two spoke lowered their voices. At this time, a chaotic footsteps came from a distance, and it was directed in the direction of the room.

The middle-aged undead suddenly changed his face and shoved Feller, "Damn, you betrayed me?"

"I do not have!"

Phil was also anxious when he heard it. He didn't know where he was showing his feet, but he couldn't imagine that Colonia had already stared at him.

At this time, Levide's rude voice came from the door, "Filler, stop resisting, who is that guy inside? Well, it seems that it does not belong to our stronghold ... Hand him over and you will be fine! "

"What should I do?" Feller's face was pale with fright. He pressed the staff's handle and shuddered tremblingly. He was aware of Levide's horror.

The look on the face of the middle-aged undead is uncertain, "Here are all surrounded, there is no way, we can only rush out!"

"kill!"

Phil also looked out at this moment, revealing the murderous sight.

"boom……"

The two figures broke through the roof, but they were frightened, and they saw that there were already heavily armed undead standing underneath. Levide stood in the crowd and commanded the soldiers to attack.

The heart of the middle-aged undead suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, they had already discovered.

"kill……"

With a long sword in Levide's hand, countless undead magics fell like raindrops ...

After killing Feller, Livid's expression was so dreadful that it took a long time before he waved his hands weakly.

"Come here!"

A lean, undead youth hurried to Levi's side.

"Where is Fissmeyer's army now?"

"Report Lord Levid, they have crossed our border and are heading towards the stronghold, which is only more than three hundred kilometers away from us ..."

"What? It came so fast?" Levide's eyes flashed with amazement. Three hundred kilometers seemed to be far away, but at the speed of the frost dragon, which was a little more than half a day, that is, soon , His little stronghold is about to face the Scourge of Fissmer.

Levide pondered for a while, "Pass me to order that all stronghold soldiers immediately execute Plan No. 2!"

"Yes ... Lord Levide ..." the undead youth replied loudly.

Four hours later, the sky was barely white, and the peaceful stronghold suddenly began to vibrate. Then, the desolate horn sounded through the earth.

"What ... what is that?"

"It's Fismer's Scourge ... they are finally here ..."

"Oh ... frost dragons ... their frost dragons are dispatched ..."

In the sky, there was a sudden dragon roar, and then, the frost breath coming from the face shook the undead in the entire stronghold.

"Calm ... Calm ..."

Levide walked out of the room quickly and scolded loudly. As the person in charge of the stronghold, he patrolled the stronghold every hour. He did not slack off and took a break until almost dawn. Who knew him The enemies came without even having the armor.

"Defense immediately!"

"Ghost Tower, prepare ..."

"The Necromancer ... prepare ..."

Under Levy's command, the entire stronghold was busy, the soldiers ran to their defensive positions, and the "Quendu Tulongya" at the highest point of the stronghold also quickly turned up.

At this time, three black spots appeared in the sky, accompanied by a huge roar, three huge frost dragons appeared above the stronghold, followed by thousands of elite gargoyles, Levide knew that they were only It ’s just the vanguard of the Scourge.

At this time, a frost dragon screamed and spit out a huge ice dust. Wherever the ice dust went, all the undead fought a cold war cleverly, and the stronghold of the stronghold condensed a layer of magic ice.

"attack……"

At this time, Levide decided to fight back. With his order, countless undead magics were raised in the stronghold, those skulls burning with blue flames, blasting against the frost dragons and elite gargoyles in the sky. And go.

"Boom ... Boom ... Boom ..."

Countless undead magic bombarded the Frost Dragon and splendid fireworks in the air. The Frost Dragon is huge and strong in defense, but its speed is too slow, it is a living target in the air.

Although the elite gargoyles are faster than the frost dragons, their defenses are too weak. They can be shot down with just one face, even if they are not lucky, they will become gargoyles and can no longer participate in the battle.

Inside the dome in the middle of the ghost tower, standing in the necromancers dressed in black robes and bone armor, holding a bone staff, there is a huge magic circle engraved with mysterious patterns, through this strange magic circle, they freed

The power of the undead magic is more than doubled than usual.

Under such intensive attacks, a frost dragon could not hold it first, only to see it let out a desperate roar, and then the huge body fell down.

"boom……"

The huge frost dragon hit the hill next to the stronghold, and then fell heavily on the ground, making a huge noise, a layer of white mist drifted away, and the hair and eyebrows of the undead soldiers who were close were shrouded. A layer of hoarfrost.

"Long live……"

Seeing that one frost dragon was knocked out, the undead soldiers of the strongholds made an excited call, and their morale was shocked. All the targets were aimed at the remaining two frost dragons.

"Good job ... that's it ... aiming ... letting go ..."

Levide shouted loudly that his face became a little sickly flushed with excitement, and the initial victory was a great honor for him and the undead in the stronghold.

"Boom ... Boom ... Boom ..."

The battle is still going on, the flames and frosts are staggered in the sky, and it is fierce. For Liverde, the lack of a strong air force is extremely unfavorable to him. However, the Air Force alone wants to break through this defensive stronghold. , It is absolutely impossible.

Soon, the second frost dragon was shot down. This time, it was the "Quendu Tuya" located in the central tower of the stronghold. These were extremely slow and primitive defense tools. Hair can make the Frost Dragon seriously injured.

The souls of the undead soldiers who control the "Quendu Tuya" clearly know that these expensive and rare "Quendu Tuya" must not be wasted on those gargoyles that are vulnerable to attack. Its goal is the Frost Dragon.

"Good job, little guys ..."

Levide screamed excitedly at the undead in the central spire of the stronghold. "After the battle, I personally give you credit in front of Lord Lich King ..."

"kill!"

The undead soldiers were as bright as a rainbow, and he saw that he turned the frame quickly, aiming at the last frost dragon, a huge arrow with a black flame broke through the void, and screamed out ...

On a small hill next to it, Adele, the commander-in-chief of the Scourge, quietly watched the battle in the stronghold and said nothing for a long time.

The situation on the battlefield is not good for their side, but Adele did not want to intervene. She did not want to break through the strong stone-like stronghold immediately. Her purpose was to test and test out the true strength of the other party.

Admittedly, in terms of results, the strength of this "Natural Scourge" who didn't know where it came from was far beyond Adele's expectations.

The attack on the entire stronghold was orderly and orderly. Although there was no strong air force and the ground defense alone, the attack was still vivid. The commander of this stronghold was not a straw bag.

"Unexpectedly, they are more difficult to deal with than the Plague Corps ..." Adele thought quietly in his heart, clenching his fists unconsciously ...