The lord is red again

Gift?

Linde was also a little confused when he noticed that the auras on the faces of the undead people who were rapidly becoming stronger showed joy.

Elemental monsters from other planes act as "good helpers".

Soon an undead man let out a cry of terror.

Its body was ignited by flames, and its skin burned in an instant, revealing bright red flesh and blood vessels that slowly squirmed with the beating of its heart.

The armor on his body cracked.

The muscles had their own ideas, squirming away from their restraints and turning into tentacles.

Blood spurted out and finally turned into a soft mess.

It has not completely lost its life, and even in Linde's eyes, the vitality of the thing is getting stronger and stronger.

More and more undead people began to change.

The exploded bodies were connected to each other, and finally condensed into a boundary line that separated Linde's army from Archduke Hein's defenders.

A stomach-churning sea of ​​slippery tentacles of flesh.

Not only that, when their bodies explode, if someone is touched, the body will also partially collapse, and the person-to-person spread is very fast.

"Back off! Don't touch that thing!"

someone shouted.

Others got the answer: "It's not death after touching it. You can't move at all. You can only go offline. After you go online, you will still become the same thing."

Absolutely no touching.

The undead, who had never been afraid of death, could not hide the fear in their hearts at this moment.

"I like to see tentacles and magical girls, but I don't want to become a tentacle." shouted an undead man whose face had been partially distorted to resemble the octopus face of Davy Jones.

"All the buddies who have been recruited are offline. Don't have any negative impact on the team!"

Under the command of the undead on site, large areas of squirming and slippery tentacles disappeared. In order to achieve the final victory, everyone cooperated very well in their actions.

Even if there are a few uncooperative people occasionally, they will be bombarded and their bodies will turn into fly ash uncontrollably.

Compared with the chaos of the undead below, the high-end combatants are more calm.

Linde stepped on the dragon's head of Sinlong Castle. On the hills, ruins, towers and other high points below, figures were fully prepared.

The atmosphere of a decisive battle also made the undead people excited.

[Your undead knight meets the summoning conditions. Do you want to summon him to participate in the battle? 】

An undead man suddenly receives a reminder.

"Undead Knight? The one I hung up on?" He was stunned, and then his head went crazy, "Summon! Summon me hard!"

At the same time, all undead people who met the requirements were reminded and chose to be summoned without any surprise.

The rough space crack was torn open, as if a big mouth with interlocking teeth suddenly opened, and a green team walked out of it.

The tattered armor, the breath of silence and death, the broken weapons with strong murderous aura.

The appearance of such a "natural disaster" team made all those who participated in the battle and watched the live broadcast couldn't help but marvel that the undead raised by their own idle games could actually go to the battlefield.

Lind was holding the battle axe. The powerful weapon glowed with dazzling red light as his skin turned red, and the surrounding energy became violent as he moved.

The door that was blocked and could not be broken through completely exploded into a small canyon after Linde's vertical slash from the sky.

All he had to do was tear a hole open.

"Kill!"

The roar of mountains and tsunamis swept through again.

Enter the Northern Territory.

Linde has only one goal, to capture the city, kill every hostile force here, and then turn this place into his own territory.

He waved the giant ax in his hand, releasing waves of crazy fire that easily destroyed the undead who tried to get closer.

After entering a state of rage, his speed and strength also reached new peaks.

In his normal state, Linde was taller than the undead, but not unreasonably tall. He raised his right foot and stepped forward, causing the ground to crack. A large number of undead in front were unable to stand due to the cracking of the ground under their feet and were swaying.

The sweeping ax reaped their lives in the next moment.

He was like a lion ready to hunt. Before this, the immortal people had forgotten how terrifying the lion was, and Lind was helping them remember.

The lord became famous again.

No one wanted to stand across from him.

Bend his knees and bounce, Lind threw himself out like a cannon, and then the magic that followed hit his face randomly like a rainstorm, but Lind, who hugged his knees and curled up to protect himself into a ball, was not afraid of these bombardments at all. .

If their attack was more focused, he might still have a headache, but the scattered magic means nothing except light pollution.

A fireball magnified in Lind's sight, and after touching his body, it directly turned into energy that replenished physical fitness and integrated into his body.

He landed and accidentally smashed through a spire.

The soles of his feet dug into the ground, creating a long ravine, and the floor tiles were turned up by Lind's feet as if they were raking the ground.

Crash.

The fire surged.

Linde looked at the pages flying in the sky, ignited by high temperature and magic, like burning feathers.

The air in front was broken by the heavy blow, and the air condensed into an invisible wall and pressed over him. Linde quickly raised the axe, swept his wrist, and the air wall broke open.

"Boom!" The storm blown away by the ax surged in all directions.

The burning books beside him were also emptied out at that moment, flying into the sky in an attempt to escape from the area.

A strong man with a bald head and a beard carrying a hammer stood in front of Linde.

"I'm so lucky." He looked at Lind and smiled, "Lind Alman, you may have heard of me."

Lind's chest emblem burned, and he stepped forward. The burst of flames pushed him across the distance between the two sides, and he slashed with his giant axe.

"Never heard of it!"

"Boom!"

The invisible wall of air appeared again, blocking Linde's slashing.

"Forbidden from the front!" The bearded man grinned, "My divine authority, hey, you are still a human being."

He seemed surprised that a top powerhouse, the object of great headache for Grand Duke Hein, was actually a human being who had not transcended his race and reached a higher level.

Linde pulled his arm back, withdrew the giant ax and at the same time raised his foot to kick forward.

Still blocked by the wall of air.

Not moving at all.

Strange powers of gods, each god has his own power, controls some seemingly unreasonable ability, and becomes a representative of this power, using it at will in the area illuminated by the magic ring.

"It's my turn!"

The bearded man raised the huge hammer and smashed it on Linde's chest.

Boom!

The hammer hit the chest armor, but Lind didn't move at all.

Although hegemony is an ability that he has possessed very early and rarely uses, the fact that he does not use it does not mean that it is difficult to use, but that he does not encounter situations where he needs to use it.

The smile on the bearded man's face faded.

He raised the hammer again and prepared to attack. Linde took the opportunity to concentrate his power on his chest. His absolute power control allowed him to release power through any part, even the chest that he was not used to.

At the moment of contact, Linde's power exploded, knocking the hammer out of the opponent's hand.

Perhaps this technique can be called "rebound". The Immortal is always pursuing, but always inferior to the technique of using power. The reason why it is always used ambiguously is because no one can reach Lind's skill level.

"It seems your luck is not very good." Linde's body grew rapidly, and the two sides gradually changed from looking at each other to the other side looking up to him.

Lift your feet.

The forbidden power appeared again, blocking Linde's downward step.

But Linde's size is still growing, getting bigger and bigger.

He just pressed his weight on the other person's body, making the other person unable to support him.

The ground is deformed and sunken, and the city's foundation cannot support the mountain-like giant that appears here.

"Crack!"

Linde raised his feet, looked at the figure that had turned into a blur of "mosquito blood", and grinned.

The sudden increase in size greatly increased his combat effectiveness, but it was not all good. The hostile undead people immediately regarded him as an attack target, and bombardments immediately stuck to him. However, under the crazy bombing of hundreds of thousands of undead people, Linde's blood was reduced. The bars also began to tremble and decreased sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Getting bigger was more troublesome than expected. Lind quickly turned his neck and looked for the target of the battle.

The running giant once again performed what it means to be "powerless". The undead man ran as fast as he could, flew up, or used magic to chase him, but he could only watch him cross the block with one kick, and all attacks were far away. Leave behind.

Ruins of "low walls" formed after collapse and collapsed buildings are everywhere.

The "Square", the king of kings that the undead people were once proud of, has now formed a defensive position.

Remote magic releasers and undead using various alchemical tools are using their powers crazily.

"The difference in numbers is too big and we can't beat them."

"Do we have reinforcements?"

"Fight, fight with them!"

They have lived here for a long time and have their own feelings for some terrains. Seeing everything they once knew disappear, anger surges in their hearts. It is not ruled out that they are locked into the camp and have no other option but to fight hard.

"boom!"

The ground is shaking.

"What the hell?"

"boom!"

The shaking continues.

"boom!"

"Look over there!"

The undead people turned around and saw that the cumbersome giant was rushing over. He lifted up his huge boots and arrived in front of the square from a very far distance in only two steps.

Close up, lift your feet.

The undead people couldn't help but close their eyes and huddle up to avoid being blown away by the strong wind generated by moving the huge soles of their feet.

Those "weak" wizards were in a worse situation, and some were unable to stand firmly.

The undead people in the defensive position raised their heads and looked up. Their figures were completely shrouded in a huge shadow, and they felt powerless.

"Boom!" The sole of his foot landed.

The ground under the fountain in the square cracked under the soles of his feet and fell into it, disappearing without a trace.

Linde did not pay attention to the undead. Their number was not large, and since their own undead existed and had a numerical advantage, they could not play much of a role.

As a "wizard" among knights, the dragon knight gave him unusual magical talents, and his body felt the vast energy in the chaotic energy gathering and rolling.

The sky twists and dark clouds turn.

The ground cracked and natural disasters appeared.

"I found you!" Linde's figure quickly shrank, he lowered his height and flew forward.

ahead,

The Prince of Two Swords was fighting with the sword-wielding red-haired knight with a sword dance. The swift pursuit of the two swords collided with the knight's simple defensive sword, causing him to be cremated again and again.

Next to [Prince of Two Swords], [Ana's Ghost] wandered around, eyeing the enemy's weakness.

Lind quickly passed through the battlefield where they were fighting.

Further ahead, [Queen of Snakes] wrapped her huge snake body around the clock tower, and the area next to it was covered with black fog.

When Lind arrived, the black fog in the block was separated by a slender palm.

[Daughter of the Night] pushed aside her skirt and made way for Lind.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The magic cannon and the crossbow bed hit the heavy shield in the hand of [Great Shield] and stuck it into the ground. The body supported all the collision force, and the undead knights looked forward and pressed forward.

In a territory that was definitely not very large, the strong men fought in a melee. It was difficult to tell who would win and who would lose in a short period of time from the confrontation between the two armies. When the strength reached a certain level, it was difficult to tell the winner in a short period of time, unless there was absolute suppression.

And the two beings with suppression power were not present.

The King of Black Phosphorus and Grand Duke Hein, two 7-ring strong men who occupied an absolute dominant position.

Lind quickly shuttled through them, avoiding attacks that might affect him.

"Boom!"

A magic cannon that flew across space hit Lind, causing him to fall into the ground in a straight line.

A chaotic battlefield, anything could happen.

Some people will become famous here, but at the same time, some strong people will die in obscurity.

"Boom boom..."

The chariot was roaring.

Amid the dust, Lind rushed out of the battlefield on the [Speeding Chariot]. He had absolute speed.

He quickly crossed the battlefield, with the giant axe in his hand behind his back, and the soul blade condensed in his hand, turning into a lance, and rushed forward to sweep away all the enemies who tried to block the road.

"Don't let him pass!" Someone discovered Lind's actions and concentrated on attacking.

But a crystal barrier that appeared out of thin air blocked the attack.

The figure flying on a broom came to Lind's side. The broom under the rabbit-toothed witch's crotch had reached its limit and exploded after a few flashes, but before that she had landed on the chariot.

"Help me heal my wounds." Lind said, concentrating on pointing the gun forward.

They entered the enemy's hinterland and disrupted the enemy's war rhythm.

In order to delay Linde's progress, the undead, the gods and the strong men could only rush forward again and again, trying to stop them with a sea of ​​people.

"Hehe, what can you do without me?" Mi Ke laughed with his rabbit teeth.

Linde did not answer, his eyes were always locked on the front.

As the spearhead, he broke through the defense formation, and the soldiers in the back only needed to rush up to maintain this victory.

The storm rolled up, and the black tornado successfully condensed and lay in front of Linde who was driving the chariot.

"What should we do now?" Mi Ke asked.

It was a bit difficult for her to intervene in this battle.

Linde grabbed the reins of the chariot and said, "Go!"

"Ah? What should I do?"

"No need to do anything."

The chariot crashed into the storm.