Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 853: Go ahead, undead!

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After Char retreated, the orcs quickly retreated. No matter how arrogant Shaq was, he knew that it was impossible for only a few hundred orc cavalry to enter the heavily guarded stronghold.

Although Shaq returned with a big victory, his contempt for the undead has also been put away after the battle with Xia.

"Except for the death knight of human identity, the other undead are not worth mentioning!"

After retreating from the battlefield, Shaq reported honestly to Osama.

"Humans?" Osama frowned upon hearing this. "How come humans are here?"

"I don't know!" Shaq shook his shoulders. "Maybe it is a human who has cultivated the power of the undead on a certain plane!"

The main plane has countless strong people who come to the main plane from the secondary plane every day. After the secondary plane establishes a connection with the primary plane, people of various races from the secondary plane to the primary plane every day Endless stream,

Therefore, there are never many strong people from the secondary planes to the main plane, but the number of strong men from all the secondary planes adds up to a considerable amount. The secondary planes that have established a connection with the main plane, Their strong players are personally selected by races from the main plane, at least those above the gods will be noticed by various clan forces on the main plane. The strong on the main plane are like clouds, and the sanctuary that calls the wind and rains on the secondary plane is strong. When the person arrives at the main plane, he doesn't fart. Once a strong man in the gods catches a lot, even if he is as powerful as a god, the main plane is never lacking.

For example, the orcs will be introduced by the orcs of the main plane of power, and the elves will be introduced by the elves of the main plane of life. Some sub-planes strong will be introduced to the main plane and they will stay and marry. I don’t know how many generations I have given birth. For example, Shaq, his grandfather was the strong man who was introduced from the secondary plane to the main plane, and the introducer was an envoy of the Frostwolf Legion, and Shaq was already the third generation.

Osama nodded gently, and there is only this explanation, but although this human being is powerful, but has taken refuge in the undead, it is a sad thing that can no longer be sad.

"Master Osama, without further ado, let's attack!" Shaq roared with a mace in his hand, "Snatch their somite mine!"

Osama had already known the location of the Sombra Mine from the mouth of the two-footed dragon knight, and the resistance of the undead confirmed his guess.

"Let the order go on, attack on the whole line!"

"For the tribe!"

When Shaq heard this, he raised his mace high and roared loudly.

"For the tribe!"

Led by Shaq, all the orcs raised their weapons and shouted loudly.

"Offensive!"

Osama's face was as deep as water, and he calmly gave orders.

"Kill...Kill...Kill..."

On the plain below the valley of the sunset mountains, roars came from the orc army, like a flood of decisive mention, rushing to the stronghold of the shadow thieves. They stepped in chaos, holding aloft the simple and crude Weapon, rushing over with a roar.

"Long...Long..."

The earth is shaking, and the sky seems to be cast with a shadow, and the murderous breath is full of small strongholds from far and near.

The hearts of all the undead are trembling, and their pale faces are even more desperate...

"Are you okay?"

In the stronghold, Char returned safely, Ron, Cronia and others had already greeted him. Char's face was a bit ugly, and his defeat in the first battle was a heavy blow to the morale of the undead.

"I'm fine!"

Xia shook her head. She turned to look at Cronia and moved her mouth, but she didn't say what she wanted to say.

This is not a manifestation of strength, but a fighting spirit. Leading such a group of undead without any fighting will is really a very embarrassing thing.

Cronia didn't feel anything, she just felt that this kind of battle was too normal, and it was not normal to win.

Not only for the orcs, but the undead have a natural fear for any race.

"The orcs are attacking!"

At this time, Cronia looked nervous, she turned her head and looked at Ron, "Like Lord, with our current strength, there is no way to defend the stronghold, so let's retreat!"

"Retreat?"

Ron frowned, he shook his head, ignoring Croonia, he slapped the Scourge Scepter in his hand to the ground, "Go on, Char, let us give these arrogant and rude A profound lesson from the orcs..."

"Yes!"

Chara glanced at Cronia contemptuously, turned and left.

"Master Lich King!"

Cronia wanted to stop Ron, but she stopped talking nonchalantly. When she saw Ron's eyes looking at her, she was deeply disappointed.

Looking at Ron's slightly curved back when he left, and the firm and powerful steps, Croonia's expression was complicated, and she didn't say anything.

"Forget it, let's leave them alone!"

At this time, Heind, the undead magister of the Shadow Thieves group, approached him and said fiercely, "What are these people who care about them? They are going to die, do we have to follow us? Lead your own people to retreat, and forgive them for not dare to do anything......"

Cronia stood like a wood plastic, silent for a long time.

"What if he is really the heir to the Lich King? We have done our best, no one can blame us!" Seeing Croonia's indifferent appearance, Heind became anxious, and his voice increased. When he got up, he didn't want his beloved woman to die.

"Anyway, the Scourge of Scourge is real, and his strength... is also real!" At this moment, Cronia shook her head. She ignored Heind again and turned to chase him.

"This bastard!"

Heinde stomped his feet severely and followed him up, not knowing whether he was scolding Ron or Croonia.

"Kill...Kill...Kill..."

The orcs rushed into the stronghold of the Shadow Thieves group like a whirlwind. Several of them guarding the mouth of the valley were unable to dodge, and were instantly chopped into flesh by the orcs and wolf knights who rushed in.

"Run..."

"The orcs are coming..."

"Don't kill me!"

The orc army, led by the wolf cavalry, quickly advanced, followed by the orc infantry.

At this time, with a "boom...", the strong door of the stronghold was knocked open by a giant beast. Like a rhinoceros, this giant beast had several huge horns on its nose and forehead, and a long trail behind it. With a long tail, its body is bigger than two elephants. On their backs is an orc knight. The orc knight's hands are flying like wheels, beating a huge drum, and sending out a rhythmic "Boom...Boom... "the sound of.

"Kodo...Kodo knights are here..."

The undead screamed in horror, and when facing this terrifying beast, they felt that their breathing would stop.

The Kodo beast is an exclusive mount for the orcs. The Kodo beasts domesticated from the alien beasts have all the abilities of the alien beasts. They have a huge body and strong armor, as well as the horror of "swallowing" the opponent's soldiers. Ability, the huge drum of war beaten by the orc riding on the back of the Kodo is a kind of halo power. It can not only boost morale, but also increase the attack and defense of the orcs by 10%. It is a very powerful on the battlefield. Of arms.

Under the destructive sound of the Kodo beast drums, all the orcs were excited like chicken blood, and their morale rose to the highest point in an instant.

At this time the orcs had already invaded the stronghold, and the tops of the ghost tower and the frozen tower in the undead stronghold lit up, sending out beams of light like a spider web to attack the enemy, and the orcs that were hit screamed down. on the ground.

However, the number of ghost towers and frozen towers is too small. More than a dozen defensive towers can't stop the surging orcs at all, and at this time the orcs also began to attack the undead towers. Under the attack of the orcs, they collapsed and disappeared into a black mist.

Attack...Attack...Attack...

The orc army is burning like a raging fire, and their strength is beyond doubt.

The Kodo Beasts are powerful. They are like invincible tanks. They can turn a defensive tower into ashes with a single collision.

"Not good... the defensive tower fell..."

"Protect the defensive tower..."

When the undead looked at them, they ran out of the defensive tower in horror and took up weapons to fight the orcs.

"Por...por...por..."

At this time, the troll hunters among the orcs are showing off. These powerful trolls are one of the orc tribes. They are holding huge spears and throwing them forward one by one. With the attack power of the steel spear, those who were hit were killed.

The remaining undead did not fight bravely, instead they turned around and fled, and then the orcs who came after them attacked and killed them from behind...

Wonderful, this battle is really useless...

When he saw this scene, Ron could no longer watch, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, how could such an undead stand against an army of orcs armed to the teeth? They have lost their faith and no longer have the will to fight. Sooner or later they will lose their lives.

However, Ron knew that the Sombra Ore must be guarded. If this Sombra Ore is lost, then everything is gone.

"Faith...I must let them find their previous belief..."

Ron took a deep breath. He gritted his teeth fiercely as if he had made up his mind...

Xia Ya raised her eyebrows and raised her mouth, revealing a slight smile.

"Kill...Kill them...Don't keep one!"

"Break the frozen tower..."

"Brothers...send me..."

Osama yelled loudly. While he was fighting, he commanded the orcs to fight. In a war on the main plane, it is impossible for a commander to be completely outside the battle. Every commander has excellent commanding talents. , And must have a strong strength, they must charge forward and fight with the soldiers.

However, since Osama broke through the gate and entered the stronghold of the Shadow Thieves, there is always a feeling of restlessness, just like when I was three years old when I was alone in the wild by a wild wolf. Orc His innate sixth sense made him alert instantly.

At this time, Osama's gaze was attracted by the things on the hillside. A person standing on the hillside was not strictly speaking a "person". He was wrapped in fine iron. In the armor, holding a long bone staff in his hand, he wore a terrifying skull mask on his head, like a ghost from hell, showing deep fangs, the body of that person slowly Leaving the ground, my black robe is flying with the wind...

"Is it him?"

Intuitively, Osama felt that the anxiety in her heart came from the man in front of him. He was a necromancer, but Osama could not see the strength of the opponent.

At this time, the bone rod in the black robe man's hand was turning round and round, and the strange, eerie breath of death enveloped the entire battlefield.

"Huh...what's that?" An undead saw this scene and yelled at the sky, causing other undead to look up.

When all the undead’s eyes fell on the skull mask on the man’s body, they suddenly stood upright as if struck by lightning. This skull mask is hideous and terrifying, without any special features, but in the eyes of the undead, it’s terrifying. The mask looks so kind and peaceful.

The scary mask and the rotating bone rod have awakened many undead memories hidden deep in the soul.

At this moment...All the undead seem to have forgotten the battlefield where they are fighting. They stared at this scene blankly, as if to stop time forever...

Unconsciously, the eyes of all the undead changed, numbness became fanatical, cowardice became strong, the raging fighting spirit rose in the heart, like a fire, burning their bodies...

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Ron floats quietly in the sky with a cold expression. He is holding the Scourge Scepter and slowly pointing forward...

"Go, undead! For the glory of the past...for the lost dignity...for the eternal faith..."

"The Lich King!"

"The Lich King!"

"Boom——"

At this time, the undead finally broke out, their eyes shining with angry gazes, roaring, roaring, holding the rudimentary weapons, and lunging at the orcs.

The undead have stood up, countless undead creatures have stood up, seeming to feel the will of the summoner, these undead creatures seem to have been given unyielding courage...

The battle slowly became fierce and stalemate. The undead burst out with a hundredfold courage and fighting spirit, rushing madly at their enemies, fighting into a ball, the weapon was broken, and they rushed to bite with their teeth... The stone was smashed...Some hugged the orcs, and roared down the hillside...

"What's wrong...what's wrong with them?"

The orcs were startled in amazement. The undead in their eyes was so weak that they could not withstand a blow suddenly changed, from a group of tame sheep to vicious lions, and they extended their sharp claws and white fangs...