Dust of History Chapter 19: Battle (Part 2)

The tens of thousands of troops headed by Elasia have almost been wiped out. These one-in-a-thousand warriors have all been turned into blurred flesh and blood in the more than 20 miles of charge, but at this time The advance speed of the coalition forces did not slow down, but suddenly accelerated.

Because at this time, it was no longer human warriors who were charging, but Oufu's orcs.

Even after running for more than 20 miles on foot with the horses, none of the orcs felt tired in the slightest. On the contrary, it was only at this time that the fighting spirit that had been aroused by the surrounding battles and bloodshed was ready to explode. In the hands of the orcs, they are no longer swords and guns, but heavy weapons such as flails, meteor hammers, maces, and cart axes, all of which are one size larger than those used by humans. , A guy who can almost be used to attack the city. There were no lizardmen and half-orcs who were slightly thinner races, but all the strongest werewolves, ogres, and some minotaurs who had just returned from Negan.

The priests and orc shamans in the team activated the auxiliary spells at the same time. The white white magic light also has the unique blush of orc bloodlust. Roaring, the beasts swung wildly the giant weapons in their hands, charging forward.

No matter how strong and huge the skeleton is, it is still a skeleton. Even those skeletal monsters that were nearly ten meters high were chopped down under the charge of the orcs, and they were frantically dismantled into pieces all over the place without a struggle. Other zombie skeletons are as fragile as burnt cinders. It shatters when touched.

Only a few Lichs still have the ability to fight back. There are constantly magic flying from all directions and colliding with the orcs, exploding a canopy of elemental sparks: there are flames, lightning, and ice thorns scattered like rain debris. The orcs never shied away, relying on the auxiliary spells added by the priests and their huge bodies to crush these spells together with all the skeletal corpses in front of them. Under the furious roaring, howling, slashing and collision of the orcs, the speed of the team increased again. The waves made up of the wreckage of the undead hit ahead were bigger, fiercer and more brilliant.

After advancing for several miles with this momentum, the darkness in the air became thicker and thicker. In the depths of this sea of ​​undead. The undead are no longer as dazed as puppets like those around them. Not only are they more flexible and stronger, but they also seem to have a certain degree of thinking. Countless corpse witches began to gather from all directions, and the magic waves flying towards here suddenly increased. Fireballs and lightning rained down on the heads of the orcs ahead.

Dozens of air elementals finally rose from the coalition forces, carrying dozens of Grand Masters. As they rose, a dazzling magical shock wave was launched from their hands.

Different from the magic of Liches, there are only dozens of magicians, and the number of spells they can emit can only be dozens of shots, but these dozens of shots are not the lightning, ice spikes, or fireballs released by Liches. Such low-level magic, but dozens of rounds of fire bombs.

Dozens of small sun-like dazzling **** of light shot out in all directions in a circumferential direction. At this moment, even the boundless darkness was torn apart, and even the breath of the dark star could not cover up the heat of these dozens of top-level fire magic. In an instant, this flying dragon desert returned from being as cold as the poles to being as hot as a hard-boiled egg. Then the next moment it became scorching hell. Not only the undead near the raging fire bomb instantly turned into fly ash, but everything nearby burst and deformed under the high temperature. The destructive power created by these dozens of top-level fire spells is almost the same as that of the forbidden spell.

All the way out of Rich. The mighty fire gradually dissipated and was swallowed by the dark breath in the air, but there was nothing within a radius of about a few miles around the army. What's under your feet is no longer a desert, but a glass-like crystal. The coalition forces were not damaged at all, and at the same time as these fire mages cast their magic, a huge water curtain appeared on the periphery of the coalition forces.

Adelaide beside Lancelot was pale, and her master-level Water Curtain Blossom could be called a top-level protection spell. But even if it's only for a short moment, and the intensity is not high, the area is too large, almost beyond the limit of manpower.

She didn't stay, but turned over and got an air element on her body. The air element rose into the sky, and she flew forward alone.

"It is now, no need to keep any more troops, the whole army rushes forward." Following the orders of Lancelot and Roland, the Paladins, which had been preserving their strength in the rear, also marched forward with the whole army, and the orcs who were already exhausted The Legion is one. The void that was burnt out by the mighty fire bomb was only a few breaths away, and it was already filled by the undead coming from all directions.

A burst of dazzling lightning suddenly erupted in the sky ahead, and then thunderballs rained down like lightning. At this time, Adelide used the two large magic scrolls obtained from Master Aiden, which contained all the magic essence of the air magic master. At this moment, the sky covered by the dark stars seemed to come alive and go crazy.

There was a huge rumbling sound, which was hundreds of lightning and thunder balls. The ground in front of the coalition forces suddenly flew into the sky, and countless zombies and skeletons were all reduced to pieces, scattered all over the sky together with the dust. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the coalition forces continued to rush forward against the dust and ashes of the undead falling from the sky.

After a few miles, the coalition team finally had to slowly start to come to a halt again.

The slashing in their hands never stopped, but more, faster, fiercer, fiercer and more tragic, but they couldn't move anymore.

The black aura in the space is already as thick as substance. All the war horses have all fallen down screaming and screaming, and the white magic of the priests can no longer resist the thick black death. Every time I took a breath, it was as if a ball of stinky, dirty, condensed poison and full of spikes was stuffed into the lungs. This black aura crazily devours and corrodes all vitality from the inside to the outside.

The tide of undead is no longer so calm, the sea of ​​undead is already boiling, all the skeleton zombies are running, jumping and rushing here with a skill no less than that of senior fighters. The fighting power of the undead is no longer as vulnerable as before. These are all undead converted from high-level swordsmen and knights, as well as high-level undead who have been immersed in Diya Valley for thousands of years. The charge of the orcs could no longer crush it crushingly.

Kill, kill, slash, kill, rush, hit, kill again, the orcs howled frantically, waving the huge weapons in their hands desperately, while their own flesh and blood were chopped off, bitten off and torn off by the undead. Together with his own flesh and blood, it was smashed into pieces and powder. Almost all of them have been driven mad by this battle, and all their rationality has been overwhelmed by killing intent, anger and fighting spirit. Only roaring and killing, chopping, and rushing in the direction that he couldn't go out.

The ground is shaking slowly, and a row of hill-like undead monsters are rushing here. Unlike the ones that only occasionally appeared in front of the coalition forces before, the skeletons of these behemoths were actually arranged in a neat queue. Among them are Beamon's, dragon's, and humanoid zombies that are more than ten meters high. They should be the legendary Titans. These are ancient creatures that have long been submerged in the torrent of history, and even the corpses have long been turned into stone dust and buried deep underground. The souls sleeping in the dark star were released, and the remains of these corpses were pulled out from the deepest part of the ground again.

The ghosts in the sky are no longer scattered, and they no longer fear the white magic light around the troops, frantically coming from the sky. It was as if a blizzard had fallen over the coalition forces, but the densely packed ones were not white snowflakes, but gray hazy grimaces.

The archmage in the formation forcibly blasted a barrier with a large piece of elemental magic, and countless ghosts were wiped out in the sea of ​​elemental fire, but more came flying every now and then.

The mages have not been strong for long, and their bodies are not much stronger than ordinary people. If it wasn't for the priests' white magic blessing, first of all, the breath around them could instantly turn them into members of the Lich army. With the white magic gradually shrinking under the breath of the black star ~IndoMTL.com~ Their faces are not much better than the Lich.

There are still several miles, and the thickest and blackest black is still several miles away from them. But the miles seemed farther than forever.

A clear howl resounded through the sky, and the whole figure slowly rose from the coalition army, as dazzling as the rising sun, but what was dazzling was not the light, but the sword energy.

Among the coalition forces, all the swordsmen of the Holy Knights pointed their swords at the sky, and the one in the sky was their Captain Roland. Hundreds of uneven sword qi, the sword intent soared to the sky, gathered on Roland in the center to form an incomparably huge sword light, and then his whole body and this sword light flew down like a nine-day Milky Way towards the sky. Looking at the undead tsunami ahead.

Fall to the ground, chop.

There was an extremely crisp and deafening click sound, as if the entire Sea of ​​Undead was split into two. There wasn't too much momentum, but all the undead in a straight line in front of him were split in two silently. This straight line extends all the way into the deepest darkness.

At the same time, a huge white lightsaber flew up from the formation, and pierced forward along the short road that split open. After Jianguang, there are still several figures. The last and strongest members of the coalition army finally rushed out, fighting towards the black group that couldn't be darker.