Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 890: Battle of the Poisonous River
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"Boom...long...long..."
Millions of crypt spiders drove into the city mightily, forming a torrent of steel billowing away, making the entire Forgotten City tremble.
"This is the Forgotten City!"
Ron stood on the heights of the city wall, quietly overlooking the city that had gone through a series of battles. He was full of emotion. He came back again, different from the last time, this time he conquered The gesture of the person appeared in the Forgotten City.
Ron can even see the expressions of the residents of the city through the thick walls. Their faces are full of anxiety and fear, especially the orcs in the city.
Although Ryu retreated, the army of more than 100,000 orcs he brought with him remained behind, as well as the hundreds of thousands of orc residents in the Forgotten City. Some orc residents have been occupying the Forgotten City since the Frostwolf Legion They lived there at that time, and some even reproduced for several generations, but how to deal with these orc residents was a problem that caused Ron quite a headache.
Using and wasting food, one of these five big and three thick guys has more appetite than seven undead.
In the end, Ron drove them out of the city. As for whether these guys are alive or dead after leaving the city, he doesn't care about that much.
……
In the streets of the Forgotten City after the fierce battle, the **** atmosphere has not dissipated, but the corpses on the ground have been cleaned up. For these undead who deal with corpses all day, it is not too difficult to clean the corpses of a city Things.
The city hall built by the orcs in the center of the Forgotten City has been demolished and replaced by the hall of the dead, the iconic building for the undead. In a huge rotunda, Ron, Rose, Char, and Kronia, Alice and the newly joined Mr. Zlio, the wise man, are also sitting here. They have to face the problem of capturing the Forgotten City and how to control the entire Hokan Zone.
Cronia knows Hokan Zone well. She is the leader of the Shadow Thieves Group and has an all-pervasive intelligence agency. Even the Forgotten City under the control of the orcs has her work. At this moment, she is the Forgotten City. The identity of the owner, standing in front of a large, spread out map, talked and talked, Ron and others could hear them.
"...So... we must focus on the Forgotten City to further expand our influence... As for the scattered bands of thieves around, we have to send people to persuade them to surrender. Of course, those who don’t know will be killed. It's..." Cronia waved his hand and made a "killing" motion. Ron nodded to himself, smiled, and gestured for her to continue.
Encouraged by the Lich King Ron, Cronia was shocked and continued to point to the map and said, "In addition to the numerous thieves in Hokan Zone, there are also a large number of Divine Realm monsters, which are distributed here... ...Here...here..." Cronia pointed several places, and Ron saw that what Cronia was referring to were basically the places of death that were inaccessible to the people. It would be no surprise that there are alien beasts.
"Are there any god-level monsters?" Ron asked at this moment.
"Yes!" Kronia hesitated, "but there is no exact information about the specific location. After all, no one dared to enter the site of a god-level alien beast, and those who entered were dead..."
"Although the news is not accurate, I probably know it is here...and here..." Cronia said, pointing to the top of the map.
"Two god-level monsters!" Ron took a deep breath. The god-level monsters live alone, and Cronia fingered two places, which means there are two.
"Fortunately, not many..."
Ron scratched his head and looked at Rose Queen, "One person, one head?"
"No problem!"
Rose smiled and agreed, "I need several demigod-level necromancers, dozens of frost dragons, hundreds of corpse witches, thousands of sanctuary-level necromancers, death knights... Catapult...skeleton icon..."
Rose opened a series of big orders in one breath, and Ron opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.
"Stop...Stop...Stop..."
Ron finally couldn't listen anymore, frowned, "Isn't it just going to kill a god-level monster? Why do I sound like the rhythm of war?"
Rose gave him a blank look and spread her hands. "You think the god-level monsters are so easy to hunt. I am not like you necromancers, who summon a lot of undead creatures out of the spell. Take the spider army, they can't hold up a round in front of the god-level power. Without the cooperation of powerful troops, the crypt spiders will only die!"
"Then you can't bring this.... In this way, the entire force of the Forgotten City is basically empty..." Ron smiled embarrassedly, "Besides, I don't have so many troops to allocate to you!"
"Small crystal coins are enough... Isn't this why we captured the Forgotten City?". Rose smiled and said, "Immediately open the undead building, the units, equipment, money and food, how much you need..."
"Social crystal coins?".
Ron thought for a while. Before he could answer, he heard that the door of the Hall of the Dead was knocked open with a "bang--" and White stumbled into the door, his face pale and terribly pale.
"Master Lich King...no...it's not good...I just found the Sombra coin warehouse... I found that... there is not even a Sombra coin..."
"What?"
Everyone in the hall stood up gaffefully when they heard it.
"Are there any Sombra coins?"
"Damn orcs!"
Cronia was the first to understand and cursed in a low voice.
It turned out that when the Battle of the Forgotten City was about to start, Long had already transported all the Sombra coins from the Forgotten City, leaving Ron an empty city.
From Long's point of view, such a move is not surprising, but it is very unfavorable for Ron. Although the Somite Mine is still there, some plans have to be temporarily shelved.
"That's it!" Ron said helplessly, "Let's build the ghost mine first, and wait until enough Sombra coins are mined before proceeding to the next step!"
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At the same time, on the other side of the main plane of the undead, in the southern Torata area, this is a famous plague land.
The endless low-lying swamps and criss-crossing water networks divide the entire area into a fragmented swamp plain.
On this endless swamp plain, crowded with densely packed hundreds of thousands of troops, the two sides are facing each other tensely, and countless magical rays of light undulate each other.
"Whh--" there was a grunt.
A cyan battle flag in a large army is flying in the wind. This battle flag is embroidered with a huge skeleton. The strange thing is that there are two huge bone wings spread out behind the skeleton, and the breeze blows. This skull battle banner seemed to be alive, becoming more and more ferocious.
This is the skeleton battle banner of the Plague Legion. The commander of this undead army is a tall, slender undead young man. He is an undead warrior, wearing a simple, strong half-length light armor, and looks extremely shrewd. Ability, despite sacrificing part of the defense, but gaining more powerful speed.
The young undead warrior is staring sternly at the front, his face is dignified, and the cold murderous intent is constantly condensing in his eyes. Judging from the broken armor and blood stains on his body, he has experienced repeated battles. .
Gibbin, the seventh son of the dreadlord Saruman, is stronger than Ron saw it at the time. He has reached the level of a demigod and was appointed by Saruman as the commander of this army. .
Behind him, there is a huge and wide river with winding twists and turns. The water in this river is not ordinary water. It is turquoise and contains strong poison. "Torata" is in the ancient undead language. It means "poisonous". This huge river is the famous river in Torata District-Poisonous River.
There is no grass on both banks of the Poison Water River, and there is a trace of decay.
On the opposite side of the Plague Legion is also an army of the undead, and its flag is the scarlet skull battle flag of the Scourge Legion that was feared 100,000 years ago.
The commander of the Scourge is a young female death knight. Her name is Adele. She has black and shiny curly hair draped behind her head. The heavy armor is tightly wrapped around her graceful body. At this moment, she is riding on On the back of a huge death horse, the four hoofs of the death horse are burning with blue flames.
In the spring of this year, the Scourge suddenly launched a war, leading millions of troops to the south, vowing to destroy the Plague Legion and unify the entire main plane of the undead, and the Dreadlord Saruman hurriedly conscripted an army to fight.
Adele’s Thirteenth Knights of the Royal Guard and the Gibbin of the Plague Legion met in the Frozen Valley. A battle broke out between the two sides. The Gibbin of the Plague Legion was lost to the Plague Legion and was led by Adele. The Thirteen Knights were defeated. Afterwards, the Gibbin, who became ashamed and angry, launched several more battles, but they were easily defeated by the experienced and powerful Adele, and achieved brilliant victories one after another. In the end, the Gibbin was defeated. Adele surrounded them tightly by the poisonous water river.
The winner is in hand, and the corners of Adele's mouth are upturned at this moment, revealing a relaxed smile.
"Gibin...surrender, you are already surrounded..." Adele spoke slowly, a scornful smile appeared on her face.
"Hahaha..."
As soon as he heard this, Gibbin laughed frantically. At this moment he said coldly, "Don’t dream, Adele, the Plague Legion has only the dead who died in battle, and the ones who never surrendered, I Gibbin. Even if they surrender, they will not surrender to you lackeys of the Holy Angel Legion..."
"Yes... the lackeys of the Holy Angel Legion..."
"Go to death, traitor of the undead..."
"Bah--you are the shame of the undead..."
As soon as this sentence came out, the undead of the Plague Legion began to swear, and their gazes at the Scourge Legion soldiers on the opposite side were full of hatred.
Amidst the verbal abuse, the undead soldiers of the Scourge began to move. All the undead looked at their commander with suspicion, and anxiety spread throughout the army.
This is the dead spot of the "Scourge", and many undead questioned the legality of Fismak as the heir of the Scourge. The war between the Scourge and the Holy Angels 100,000 years ago shook the entire thematic world. There are countless casualties on both sides, almost all races have been involved, but now the "Scourge Legion" and the Holy Angel Legion are as good as wearing the same pants, they are almost out of alliance, and one cannot help but doubt the trickiness.
Even in the Scourge Legion, the voice of questioning Fismak has never stopped, and some undead even suspected that he was a spy sent by the Holy Angel Legion.
Adele's expression changed. The term "the running dog of the Holy Angel Legion" hurt her heart deeply. Once upon a time, she was also one of the death knights who doubted the qualifications of His Majesty Fismak's heir. Smai appreciated and promoted her to become the head of the thirteenth death knights of the Royal Guard. After commanding a million undead, she never thought about this problem again.
However, this does not mean that Adele is not confused.
Adele took a deep breath and said loudly, "Gibbin, since you doubt your Majesty the Emperor, then I will catch you and send it to your Majesty. You can go and tell him in person... "
"Kill!"
At this moment, Adele raised the long sword in his hand without warning and let out a sigh, and then, the thirteenth Death Knights began to charge.
"Boom...long...long..."
The screams of killing all over the mountains and plains went from far to near, the powerful cavalry regiment began to charge, those heavy armored death knights were not afraid of the oncoming arrow rain at all, the death horses that strode down raised their four hooves, the swamp Splashes of water were raised.
Adele knows that it’s not the time to talk about this problem. This problem originated from 100,000 years ago. It is simply an inexplicable mess, but now the two sides fighting are dead. The discussion of the issue will greatly affect the morale of the army and the fighting spirit of the soldiers.
Adele was born in the Royal Military Academy of the Scourge and joined the military as soon as she graduated. Starting from the lowest level commander, she was promoted step by step to the commander of the 13th Knights. She has extremely rich combat experience, she knows , Now the most correct action is not language, but weapon, so as soon as she took it, she blocked Jibin's next speech.
"Master Jibin, what should I do?"
Faced with the undead surging across the mountains and plains, the undead soldiers of the Plague Legion were already shocked. An undead soldier asked in a low voice in Gibbin's ear, his voice trembling slightly.
Gibbin stared at Adele not far away, his eyes seemed to burst into flames. He hated this woman. The opponent's superb commanding skills and skillful combat experience made him suffer time and time again. In the face of these failures, the prestige and dignity he has worked so hard to build over the years has been exhausted.
"The order goes on and breaks through immediately!"
Gibin quickly recognized the reality. He gritted his teeth hard and said coldly.