466.Undead: It’s inhumane for you to burn like this.！
466.Undead: It's inhumane for you to burn like this! (Page 2/2)
Maybe this is the meaning of our existence.
God has his own plan for this world, and God’s plan needs people to complete it! In this way, we can complete the perfect cooperation between God and man. The joint work of God and us will be a new world full of peace and beauty..
Isn’t this clearer and more purposeful than the old routine of proclaiming the majesty of my God?？”
The president of the Adventurer's Guild smiled and looked down amidst the hum of the holy sword behind her..
In the swamp behind, a "natural army" composed of more than three thousand tree men, led by the burst belly of the "tree shepherd", was marching through the mud and water from the pioneer camp of the Church of Avalon to the plague. A massive attack in the direction of Poison Town.
This is the most grand natural recruitment ceremony held by believers of the God of Nature on this continent since the destruction of the Church of Avalon..
The purpose of its birth is to destroy the gnoll warlocks who are poisoning the environment, and it will continue to exist in the swamp after the war to shape this place, which will eventually become Avalon's heaven on earth.！
What a great new story！
Believers will love the detailed description of this "battle of nature", and the majesty of the gods is naturally promoted as they enthusiastically discuss the power of Avalon descending on the swamp..
“Amber, you did a good job here..”
Natalie whispered.：
“It seems that I don’t need to personally take part here, but can you explain to me the obviously otherworldly style ring on your finger? Are you making progress so quickly?？”
“Hey, Natalie, there's a war now, don't discuss these factors that have nothing to do with the war! Look, there's a corpse witch over there rushing out of the fire. I must kill it now in the name of Avalon! You two, please wait here for my good news..”
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At the same time, on a high ground deep in the swamp front, Vesta, the loyal servant of the Earl of White Mountain, put down the psychic telescope in his hand..
His fair face was full of shock, and he said to a heir next to him.：
“It's really shocking that the Transians have mastered the power of heavenly fire. They really set the swamp on fire.！”
“We should probably try to learn how to make such a weapon.”
One of Vesta's heirs narrowed his eyes and suggested in a low voice.：
“We know that this burning thing is made in the arsenal of Transia. Maybe we can steal the recipe. Sneaking into that place will be a piece of cake for the Nightcrawlers..
I think His Majesty Andre and Her Majesty the Wolf Lady will need this art of war.”
“Or, we can try to do it in a more peaceful way.”
Vesta glared at his heir. He looked at the distant flames that continued to burn in the dark night and illuminated the sky, and said：
“His Highness hopes to maintain a good relationship with the Blood Eagle Clan, so we cannot take the initiative to destroy it. Fortunately, the Black Disaster is coming. As long as Lord Murphy continues to use these weapons, we will always have the opportunity to come into contact with them..
and i hope you remember！
The majesty of Her Majesty the Wolf Lady is one thing.
Count Andrei's will is another aspect. Our Highness is like a young wolf who has the courage to leave the den. He will start his own growth and story in the dangerous wilderness..
We are loyal to His Highness！
After he made up his mind, we have to separate from the old days. Then the palace order comes again, do you know what to do?？”
“Well, I know, please don't worry, sir..”
The son nodded seriously and said：
“His Highness’s will is our direction! But those hundred palace sword guards are not easy to deal with. They are absolutely loyal to the Wolf Girl..”
“Humph, let’s see if they can survive the Black Disaster..”
Vesta waved her hand, pulled up her mask, and said：
“Now go ahead and take action! Taking advantage of the chaos to assassinate the corpse witches and Hades knights who escaped from the fire, Lord Murphy's warriors will advance to Plague Town, and all this is supported by intelligence provided by the White Mountain Faction..
Our lords are also shining in their own way！
The victory of Transia will also be the victory of the White Mountain Faction. This time, we will not admit defeat so easily..”
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The sharp sound of the incendiary bomb with a buzzer accelerating through the air and falling at the last moment is disturbing, and the irritability caused by excessive pressure can easily breed fear..
Even for the undead who are said to be "never afraid", fear will not disappear out of thin air..
They will only be transformed into more substantial effects in another way. For example, when the pressure is too great, even a skilled corpse witch will consume too much spiritual energy too quickly..
And when they are in the scene of escaping and breaking out, such unexpected situations can easily lead to worse results..
“boom”
Another bomb fell from the sky and hit the undead stronghold in the west. The flames rising into the sky engulfed everything around it. From a bird's-eye view, it looked like another flower of fire ignited..
The bombing operation at this time has come to an end. The battlefield extending outwards with Plague Town as the core is full of dots of flame flowers, which have completely dismantled the defense line that the gnoll warlocks have spent several years setting up. fall.
However, the number of undead that were actually burned to death was not enough, and it could not reach the level of injury at all. However, the precise bombing of the command nodes brought the entire system to paralysis, and the simultaneous advancement of the three-party front on the ground also made the system paralyzed. Tonight's action came to a perfect end.
A corpse witch rides on his luxuriously decorated skeleton horse.
It looked back at its sentry that had been engulfed in flames with a look that was mixed with helplessness and disbelief. This was completely different from the scene it imagined of fighting to the death with the living in the mire..
It instinctively felt that it seemed to have stepped into an unknown territory, but there was not much time left for it to think carefully..
As a former soldier, he knew that in this situation he had to retreat immediately to avoid getting dumped by the opponent's infantry..
It entered the swamp with its carefully crafted skeleton servants, intending to quickly return to the last layer of defense in Plague Town from the other direction. There are two mage towers there whose defensive support is not so easily destroyed..
As long as they regroup, these lines of defense can be retaken within a few days.！
They have plenty of undead in their hands to drive, and every time the opponent's soldiers die, there will be one less soldier..
Ha, I still have the advantage this time！
But before the corpse witch could find the direction to return to Plague Town, a sharp, weird, and very rhythmic sound of some kind of musical instrument sounded in the shadow of the swamp on the flank. The fire and bombings that were firing everywhere tonight seriously disturbed the swamp. The flow of spiritual energy in the body makes the corpse witch's perception not as sharp as before..
It only had time to issue a defense order, and several grenades were thrown at the feet of its servants..
The Corpse Witch was not affected by the violent explosion. It accurately captured the attacker's location and rode through the smoke-filled mud. He planned to get closer and end the battle with a fierce corrosive cloud..
However, after it broke out of the hail of bullets, what it saw was a young man wearing a Cadman People's Army uniform squatting on the rock in front of him, giving him a thumbs up..
In front of that guy, there was a black metal cylinder that was being adjusted by someone else..
what is this？
This thought flashed through the corpse witch's mind, followed by a low explosion, and after a perfect parabola, the white phosphorus bomb plunged into the mud behind the corpse witch and then set off fireworks..
“Ha, this aiming technique taught by Lao Qin is quite useful. I think I have mastered it now.！”
Sanjin Diguayaki, who had just resurrected this evening and came to join the battle, pushed up his helmet and looked with satisfaction at the corpse witch in front of him who was wrapped in "fireworks" and struggling painfully. He picked up a small notebook and drew a line..
This was his second memorable "prey" tonight”.
“Sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes! Calling Sweet Potato! I am Tomato, bring your tube to me quickly. The outpost in front has not been completely burned. There is still a group of Hades Knights and their servants who are stubbornly resisting..
We need your fire support！
Lao Qin requires you to come over within five minutes, otherwise military law will be engaged.”
His teammate shouted "a can of ketchup" in the team communication, which made Diguashao curl his lips, pick up the tube and rush out in the direction of his teammates..
He is still a rookie who just entered the game.
Regardless of his level or combat skills, he is no longer afraid of fighting these dangerous things..
He is a warrior who has inherited the outstanding traditional martial arts ethics of art students.！
Everything burning in front of him now also belongs to his war..
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