The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

Chapter 143 Lightning that tears the sky

In the eyes of everyone, well, perhaps under the witness of the undead, a ball-shaped lightning bolt, the size of a fist, slowly floated into the air. Then, it seemed to be a baseball hit by a super devil tendon guest hitter, slamming into the dark cloud at a speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour.

It's just a small lightning ball. Even if it's powerful, it can hit at most two crows? While many people are still questioning this, the scenes that made them shocked happened.

The fist suddenly opened, releasing a fierce glint like nuclear fission, shaking many people even unable to open their eyes. Immediately afterwards, in the center of the light, a trajectory of light was completely exploded. The lightning ball did not know when it turned into a long electric chain, one end was constantly beating and hitting the ground, each attack made five or six undeads return to the earth again, and the other end seemed to become a thunder dragon , Swinging his deadly destructive body, circling unscrupulously in the mass of "black clouds", hunting for food.

Every time the thunderbolt beats, the coke-turned bird corpse drops to the ground like raindrops, and there is a trace of electric chain that cannot be removed from the body, and the "black cloud" also becomes smaller and thinner.

"That's ... chain lightning? That's a strategic-level destruction spell!" Captain Grema dumbfounded: "Your young master, shouldn't you be under 20?"

"It should be said that I just turned 18 two months ago." Grant lifted his chest proudly.

"It's an amazing guy, maybe I have witnessed the beginning of a legend." The captain seemed very relieved.

This thunderstorm that seemed to tear the sky even made many adventurers and mercenaries who were still fleeing stop to watch.

"That thing was put by the dark-haired magician girl just now?"

"Don't...don't joke, how could humans do this!"

"Boss Gillett and Miss Asuna should be so powerful too?"

"Nonsense, the two of them are jīng spirits, that is, demigods. I haven't found that they have been in Heiman City for 10 years, but they are not old at all? It's not the same as us.

"Well, it is said that the magicians of the Federation are also demigods. What is the power of being able to use water, wind and fire, not God?"

"Huh, are all federal magicians monsters?"

"It is neither a **** nor a monster. It is just a group of people who believe in God, believe in themselves, and believe in miracles. How can God bring down their gifts and miracles when people have to give up hope?" The tall figure stood in front of the adventurers, and made a particularly magnetic voice: "You are better to fight here and hide in the turret and tremble, praying for the salvation of the gods, it is better to take a fight, just like those few The same as a magician. Maybe you are the creator of the next miracle! "

"Dong, Mr. Dongte?"

"Ah, Mr. Donte, you are finally back!"

"Sorry, I'm coming a little late! But as soon as I come back, I won't watch you so ambitious. Just listen to me, bastards, come back honestly and fight!"

Called "Mr. Donte" by the adventurer, he is a man of moderate build and thin. He has gray hair, which is mixed with a lot of silver wire, and the facial features are relatively middle, so it is not easy to see the true age. There is a very obvious scar on his right side face, which adds a lot of pureness to him. The temperament of the men. However, the men who are more pure than the scars are his thick full-body knight armor, which is covered with black marks formed by smoke and mud, and there are obvious scratches in many places, obviously accompanying the owner's experience After many battles. The coat of arms on his breastplate was artificially scratched off, leaving a shocking mark. In his left hand, he held an iron-clad oak zigzag shield with no crest on it, and in his right hand he held a large cross sword.

Except for not having a rifle or a warhorse, this man looked like a noble knight armed to his teeth, and he also raised his sword above his head, issuing a very knightly fan slogan: "In order not to let us glory in the Black City Shame, not to be trampled for the professional pride of adventurers and mercenaries! For the inexhaustible treasure in the Black Forest! For our home! Go back and fight! Are you asshole! "

I don't know why, so bloody, such a knight fan, put such a slogan in Heiman City that violated and exploded, but it just made this group of simple-minded adventurers ignite.

"Oh! Mr. Dongte has spoken! The dupe has done the bones of the dead!"

Not to mention that the mercenaries and adventurers in the city were flickered by a knight fan priest who was full of points, and then turned back to the battle post of the city wall. At this time, Lu Xi, who was standing at the corner of the city wall, listened to the system With a series of moving notes gained from experience, the jīng **** is already in a state of extreme excitement.

Just a chain of lightnings just now allowed Lu Xi to gain more than 3000 experience points.

"Sure enough, the map cannon is the best way to increase the experience! Although the quality is not high, but the number of wins is a lot. Unfortunately, if there is a way to cast super map cannons such as Meteor Mars, this experience is estimated to be sea Go, um, it seems that cultivation is still insufficient. "

In addition, Captain Grima ’s thirteen thunderstorm javelins did indeed kill the enemy in large numbers. After deducting the half of the teammate's experience value, Lu Xi also got nearly 5000 experience from this wave of attacks. Sure enough, it is a typical murderous arson gold belt. There are no corpses in repairing bridges and making up roads!

But having said that, why did they judge Grima as "teammates" instead of "subordinates"? Well, is it possible that the system is looking for differences to eat rebates?

Just after Lu Xi ’s chain lightning threw the dark clouds formed by the Black Dead Crows to the slag, the commanders of the Undead Legion in the distance could not sit still.

"The information is wrong! The powerful mages in Heiman City seem to be more than one or two." The vampire aristocrat clasped his hands, and the two slender eyebrows were folded together, and suddenly there was a sharp sense of the sharp sword. "If this continues, no matter how much troops are sent, it will only serve the other party."

"That's okay." Necromancer said indifferently: "Anyway, there are as many bones as there are nearby."

"Then I don't know how much time it will take." The vampire smiled and said: "Although the Black Man City is an autonomous domain, it is nominally the territory of Auckland after all. We can't help but consider the reaction of the Holy Spring Empire."

"The closest military town in Oakland is Eagle Rudder City, and it will take several days to get there quickly. If the army is promoted, it will take longer and we still have time." The Necromancer looked at it meaningfully. The nominal military command of this force slowly said: "Moreover, Lord Angmar did not give us an order to die, we just need to do our best."

The death knight stood on the spot, and the tall figure still gave people a sense of oppression like a mountain. Because the face-mounted helmet was worn on his head, he was naturally not seen by others. In fact, at this time, his mood was already very manic, and the thunder and volcano erupted.

What is meant by best effort? What is it called delivering food to each other? Co-authoring In the eyes of you two guys, can't I capture this city at all?

As a death knight highly appreciated by the Black Duke Angmar, Sarazo naturally has the knight's pride. Sarazo's temper was not good during his lifetime. Although his body was cooled after death, the soul and body were not cooled, and still belonged to the more irritable type. However, in addition to facing the army of the high court of the motherland, there will be a violent runaway. He can usually keep the calm and duty of a commander. Although he is not a natural leader, he uses troops and forms orders. The drip is not leaking, and it can be regarded as an excellent military general. Otherwise, Angmar could not appoint him as the commander of the siege.

However, just like all human kingdoms, the world of undeads naturally possesses the so-called political struggle. The Black Duke Angmar and the head of the Undead Council, Gitler, are not good at each other, and the relationship between the Death Knight and the Necromancers is naturally not good. In order to avoid being marginalized in the high-level world of Genus, several blood lords are also willing to add vinegar to the power game of the death lords. As for the ruler of Hellas, the skeletal monarch and the plague king Kazan, he is also happy to see the factional struggle of the people below, so that his supreme throne can be stable.

The necromancer Sarah can accept failure, but can't accept that he is ashamed in front of necromancers and vampire nobles. So he exhaled heavily, staring at the necromancer and the vampire, and said in a loud voice: "It turns out that the enemy is more difficult than we thought. The bones just called out are not qualified for cannon fodder. "

"It's true." Necromancer nodded.

"Then you don't have to be polite with them." Sarazo turned to the vampire noble: "Master Osiris, let your blood corpse be almost ready to be dispatched."

"Your Excellency Sarazzo! You are simply ..."

"As for you, Master Model," the undead knight interrupted the vampire and said to the undead wizard: "I know you brought the bone guards of the two flag regiments this time, and it's time to fight."

"Your Excellency Sarazzo, I hope your consciousness is still clear ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The so-called blood corpse is actually a corpse transformed by a vampire. Many people think that if they are bitten by a vampire, they will become a vampire. This is not the case. The birth of a new vampire requires a very complicated magical ritual called "First Embrace". In fact, humans directly attacked by vampires will either die or become a fierce life The dead, the origin of the blood corpse.

Their body is completely mutated by the blood race spells. Although their bodies are shrivelled, they are walking vigorously and with great power. Ordinary humans are not their combined enemies at all, they are simply humanoid versions of ghouls.

As for the so-called skeletal guards, they are skeleton soldiers who have been darkened by dark magic. The originally fragile bones, processed by dark magic, are as hard as steel, and then equipped with standard jīng good armor and weapons. This completes all the work of silk evolution to Gao Fushuai.

If the general skeleton zombies are militia cannon fodder, blood corpses and bone guards are regular troops. The formation of the regular army has never been easy, and it is no wonder that blood-sucking nobles and necromancers are so painful.

"I will send your knights to cover you." Sarazo replied undoubtedly: "May the wisdom of my Lord guide you to victory." (To be continued.