Blasphemy: 2 Acropolis in full

Dense black clouds gathered over the Oracle City for the first time. In winter in the north, the sky is often filled with lead-colored clouds, but thick and heavy dark clouds like this, which almost reach the tops of the ancient elven trees, should not appear in this season.

Not only are the dark clouds not supposed to appear, lightning and thunder are also not what this season is supposed to have.

The rumbling thunder made the entire valley tremble!

Thick, curved bolts of lightning fell from the clouds, hitting the Oracle City heavily. The lightning was divided into seven colors, staggered and falling towards the beautiful Elf City below the clouds. Everything in the heaven and earth is constantly changing colors under the reflection of lightning.

This scene is so coquettish and strange, as if an extremely huge color palette has been overturned; it is also like being in the dream of a mentally disturbed person.

Most of the lightning was blocked by a fleeting light green mask. But the thin mask can no longer completely block all lightning. Occasionally, a bolt of lightning escapes the interception of the light barrier and falls ferociously into the Oracle City! A ball of flames will be mixed with the thick smoke, rising high, and the elf's miserable cry before death will be heard for miles!

On a hillside ten miles away from the Oracle City, there stood a huge and luxurious marching tent, and a military camp surrounded the tent on the hillside.

In front of the camp, more than a dozen leader-like figures were staring at the City of Oracles with their mouths open. Hell seems to be only one step away from them, although they initiated this magic.

"Dear Great Magician Lapas, your magic is really amazing! With this power, this spectacular sight, and this duration, you can be compared with the top ten magicians! You are the descendant The **** of magic in the world! Ahhh!" A thin and wretched man really didn't know how to express the surprise and admiration in his heart, so he chose a method that was almost howling to express his admiration.

An old magician in the team stared at the **** on earth ten miles away. Although it was severe winter, big beads of sweat still appeared on his forehead. His whole body was shaking, and he couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement.

The area around the old magician was empty. Everyone, except for the man who was desperately trying to flatter him, subconsciously avoided the old magician. The power of magic is inherently terrifying, but the magic of the great magician Rapas this time has such earth-shattering power, which really scares these people.

With such power, it seems that it won’t be long before the Oracle City will be reduced to ruins under the magic activated by Lapas alone!

A knight in gorgeous armor walked over and stopped a few meters away from the old magician. His voice was also trembling: "Dear Master Lapas, we...we have all seen the incomparable power of your magic. However, we are here to capture the elves. If they all die under your magic, Didn’t we just come back empty-handed? Can you, uh, stop the magic for a while? The elves have no power to fight back. Master? Master??"

The knight shouted twice in succession, and the great magician Lapas suddenly recovered from the shock. "Hmm, okay...what? Do you want me to stop the magic? There are still many elf warriors in the city. If we stop the magic now, we will damage many warriors."

The knight disagreed with the old magician's statement. He looked at the Oracle City with heartache in his eyes: "It doesn't matter, we have nearly 20,000 soldiers! You have broken through the defenses of the Oracle City. Now Just let them charge! If we capture this city, more than 10,000 people will die at most! But capturing one elf alive is enough to pay the pension of a hundred soldiers! Leave the rest to us!"

Lapaz said slowly: "Dear Duke Anas, the world of magic is so vast and magical. Do you want me to stop such a large-scale magic? You must know that once the 'Thunder Cloud' is activated, , if you want to stop it, you can only move it to the location of the magic circle. You also know that the magic circle is in the central tent..."

Annas immediately fell silent. Although the elf was valuable, his own life was more valuable. No matter what, he was not willing to use his own body to experience this terrifying 'Thunder and Lightning Prison Cloud'.

The people on the hillside became quiet.

At the foot of the mountain, 20,000 troops lined up neatly, looking in awe at the elven city struggling a few miles away amid thunder and lightning. The city of Oracle is so delicate and beautiful, and it looks so weak in front of the rough thunder and lightning. But the elven warriors in the city walls and arrow towers still stood firm at their posts, and remained completely unmoved even if lightning fell close to them.

Bursts of indescribable pleasure kept surging through Lapas' body.

He also didn’t know why the ‘Thunder and Lightning Prison Cloud’, which was supposed to be only a few hundred meters in radius, covered an area of ​​several kilometers, and was more than a hundred times more powerful. Could it be that he was really favored by some **** and became his spokesperson in the human world, so his magic power increased greatly? Why haven't I felt it before?

With this ‘Thunder and Lightning Prison Cloud’, a small place like the Holy Alliance can no longer accommodate the great magician Lapas! He has been able to get a distinguished seat in the Asrophic Empire, where he can have wine and conviviality with the kings of the three empires!

The black clouds in the sky began to rotate slowly, gradually forming a huge vortex.

All creatures, whether elves or human warriors, held their breath at this moment, waiting for the judgment of fate...

A huge electric fire fell from the center of the vortex!

This is a terrifying thunder fire that is several meters thick, light black, and full of despair and evil!

The thunder and fire landed silently on the City of Oracle, and the light green light barrier collapsed at the touch, completely unable to withstand the thunder and fire...

No one, including Lapas, ever dreamed that such a terrifying thunder and fire would come out. Watching the thunder and fire fall on the City of Oracle, everyone is waiting for the moment when the earth shakes the mountains...

Seeing this power that was almost miraculous, Lapas' fragile heart could no longer bear the ecstasy in his heart, and finally his vision went dark and he fainted. But no one noticed the old magician who suddenly fell to the ground.

Everyone is waiting...

But nothing happened.

As soon as the thunder and fire fell into the city of Oracle, there was no sound at all, as if they disappeared out of thin air...

The Temple of the Divine Envoy in the City of Oracle was hit by several lightning strikes and was already in dilapidated condition. The elf guards in the temple all fell to the ground, dead or injured. The thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to be blocked by the Temple of the Divine Envoy, and half of the lightning that fell was concentrated near the temple. Even the neighboring temples and elders suffered bad luck.

The dark thunder fire landed on the Temple of the Divine Envoy. All the elf guards suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and this evil wind blew directly on their souls. In the face of this extremely powerful evil, the souls of elven warriors are like small candles in the storm, which may be extinguished at any time.

Thunder Fire completely disappeared in the Temple of the Divine Envoy.

The elven warriors then felt that their souls had returned to their bodies, as if they had walked around the underworld.

Several strands of black energy surrounded the Temple of the Divine Envoy, and countless resentful spirits were wailing in the wind...

Suddenly, all the elves heard the extremely heavy heartbeat from the Temple of God, like a huge war drum beating!

There was a sudden loud noise in the Temple of the Divine Envoy, and the entire roof of the temple was blown up into the sky, and then a pillar of dark fire shot straight into the clouds in the sky!

From the dark pillar of flame, a figure slowly walked out, a figure that all elves were very familiar with.

After a moment of silence, the elves exclaimed one after another.

"It's the envoy of God!"

"Oh my God! The Lord God has resurrected! Go and inform the Elders and Temple!"

"Honor, Hero! Our God has not abandoned us!"

Rogg was in an extremely happy mood. He stood on the Temple of the Divine Envoy, which had been reduced to rubble, and looked up to the sky with a long smile. The huge laughter didn't seem to come from a human being, it was like several giant dragons roaring together!

The fat man pointed his finger to the sky and cursed: "Heinrich!! You old bastard, you have been chasing me for so long, but you have fallen into my trap! Find your way back slowly in countless spaces! Ah! Hahahahaha! Fortunately, you are also one of the seven kings, but your brain is still so unclear! No wonder Ghost Rider always fails to get on the stage! Hahahahaha!!"

Next, the fat man cursed loudly and happily. After he finished cursing, he looked around with satisfaction.

Hundreds of elves stood around him, stunned.

Rogg stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly: "I, Rogg, the messenger of Shiloh, have returned after a long battle with the evil god!" The fat man has mastered this arrogant and wordy elf grammar. I am extremely proficient, and I like to say it more and more. In the past, when he was pretending to be cool, he would only say this: "I, Rogge, am back!"

Faced with the seven-color lightning, the elves could not accept the fact that Rogge had come back from the dead, and they still stood there.

Finally, someone reacted.

A cough came from behind Rogge, and Frey's magnetic low voice sounded: "I said, brother...you are finally back...but how about putting on some clothes first?"

Roger was stunned, and when he looked down, he saw that there was not even an inch of hair on his body. His majestic lower body was still standing tall, maintaining the same state as before his death...

He glanced around and found that all the elves were staring at his lower body, completely stunned.

Rogg laughed suddenly, and a black mist that was so light that it was almost invisible instantly enveloped the whole place. There was a roaring sound in the mist. In the blink of an eye, the black mist gathered back on Rogge, getting more and more... Thick, and finally condensed into a gorgeous black robe.

As soon as the black mist dissipated, the elves screamed one after another. It turned out that in the blink of an eye, the black mist had already eroded their clothes to tatters. Several female elves even revealed their full bodies. There were a few fluttering strips of cloth left behind, which didn't help at all.

A kind-hearted elf took off his cloak and wrapped it in these female elves, which solved the awkward situation.

Now that Rogge is gorgeous, the elves around him, including the elders, are all in rags, like beggars.

The fat man laughed and said, "This is what will happen if you don't respect the envoys of God! I'll give you a small lesson first!"

Suddenly, the fat man was stunned again. He suddenly felt a sense of disgust, cruelty and fear rising from the depths of his soul. This feeling was so strong that it almost engulfed his entire body. Now Rogge already knew that this was the instinctive reaction of his extremely powerful soul when a powerful enemy was on his side.

Rogg searched the City of Oracle, and finally found a holy and powerful creature hovering very high in the sky. Rogge could clearly feel its holy power like a raging wave! It circled around the place where the ninth knight Heinrich disappeared for several times before reluctantly giving up.

Rogg immediately gathered all his aura, and only used his mental power to sense the terrifying creatures above the clouds.

It circled again, observed the battlefield below, and then swooped down quickly and without mercy!

Except for Rogge, Elder Hughes was the only one present who suddenly felt something, with a nervous expression on his face.

A wisp of almost pure white flame fell from the sky and landed on the position of the human army. Several soldiers who were contaminated by this flame could not even scream, and were burned to a small flame in the blink of an eye. Ashes!

Immediately afterwards, a graceful and huge body emerged from the cloud. Its whole body is tens of meters long, its slender neck and outstretched wings are indescribably elegant and proud. Its shiny silver skin has an incredibly soft glow.

It’s a silver dragon!

Rogg looked at the silver dragon, which represented the purest and most powerful sacred power, with a complicated expression, and his heart was filled with fear. The holy silver dragon is the natural enemy of all evil creatures. Their terrifying power has always been the most hated and feared object in the undead world.

The elves have always been on good terms with the silver dragon, but the degree of friendship is not enough for the extremely proud silver dragon to regard the elves as friends. At most, when the elves are in crisis, such as right now, and they are in a good mood, they can just lend a hand.

Rogg blessed himself with acceleration surgery, took big steps, and ran towards the city wall. The elf elders hurriedly followed, and they suddenly discovered that the elves, who were known for their agility, could not catch up with the reborn Rogge. They watched his fat figure slowly go away, and then he climbed onto the city wall lightly.

The elven elders trembled in their hearts. The resurrection of the divine messenger was completely beyond their understanding. The scene of the resurrection was so grand, just like the resurrection of an abyss demon!

And the envoys can actually fight against evil beings from other planes! This is simply the ability of a demigod! There was excitement in the hearts of the elders. It seemed that after abandoning the elves for thousands of years, Shiloh finally favored these abandoned people again! With the guidance of such a powerful divine envoy, it is not impossible for the elves to not only survive, but also to regain their glory thousands of years ago.

A clear cracking sound resounded in the Elf Temple, but in the oracle city where the flames were rising and the people were shouting, no one would pay attention to this insignificant sound.

In front of the highest window of the temple, Zhaoye was standing in front of the window, trembling.

In her clear eyes full of fear and despair, Rogge's back was reflected. But this back figure was shrouded in a black mist. In that mist, there were forests of bones and pools of blood!

Rogg stood at the top of the city, completely unaware that Zhao Ye was looking at him from a distance. This most critical city gate is guarded by the 'Dark Side of the Moon'. Rumsfeld stands at the top of the city. He is fully clothed and half of his face is stained with blood. When he saw Rogge coming to the top of the city, he was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted, saluted Rogge, and then observed the movements of the human army. Rogge knew that the war was urgent, and now was not the time to ask why all the ‘Dark Side of the Moon’ had been transferred back.

His attention has been completely attracted by the hellish scene. But this time, it was the human army that fell into hell.

With the graceful silhouette of the silver dragon gliding in the air, large swaths of pure white flames fell from the sky, like a rain of fire! The temperature of this flame is extremely high, far beyond the black flame of the demon world that Rogge can control. Any human soldier who gets a little bit of it will be turned into ashes immediately.

The special flame of the Silver Dragon is surprisingly sticky and burns for an extremely long time. Wherever it touches, it will become a **** of flames!

The neat formation of the human army immediately became extremely chaotic. The silver dragon flies high in the sky, breathing its dragon breath freely. It didn't even look at the long arrows shot by human archers. How could these weak arrows get its extremely hard scales?

After the holy silver dragon sprayed fire rain several more times and burned hundreds of human soldiers to death, it finally felt a little tired. In its proud heart, it has already helped the elves enough. Then it chirped loudly, flapped its wings and flew eastward.

The long cry of the silver dragon immediately shocked Rogge's eyesight. The dark power and death power in his body suddenly surged, and he was almost unable to suppress it. The fat man's throat felt sweet, and a little purple blood oozed out.

Long after the silver dragon disappeared, large tracts of white flames were still burning on the ground, forming large open spaces in the human army camp.

Rogg suddenly roared, and the sound of hooves thundered in the distance. His 'dragon horse' heard its master's call, broke free from the reins, and galloped over.

"Assemble all the adult elves who can go into battle, bring weapons and gather at this city gate! There is no need to defend the other sides. Rumsfeld, within five minutes, I want to see all the moons Wait for me at the gate of the city! After I lead the Dark Side of the Moon into the enemy formation, you can lead the rest of the elf warriors to attack! Let all the active elves, including older children, form the third wave of offensive. Give them whatever you want as a weapon!"

Rumsfield was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Master God, there are only more than 400 people in the 'Dark Side of the Moon' now. You only lead them to attack. Isn't it a little less?"

Roger gave Rumsfeld a cold look. Just one look made the most elite warrior of the elves feel cold from head to toe. Rumsfeld felt a chill and an emptiness in his heart, as if an extremely powerful demon was ravaging his soul! He resisted with all his strength, trying to get away from Rogge's gaze, but he couldn't move at all.

Roger's eyes lit up with silver light, and the light was like a bottomless pool, completely engulfing Rumsfeld.

"Hmph!" A heavy sound woke the elf up, and he immediately felt extremely tired, as if he had just experienced the most difficult battle.

Rogg had to admire the spiritual strength of the guardian of the Elven Temple. Now that the war was ahead, he did not want to spend too much mental energy on Rumsfeld. What's more, his strong spirit is largely due to Rogge's 'cultivation'.

"Rumsfeld! I will settle the score with you after this battle is over! Go and do your business now!" Rogge shouted sternly.

Rumsfeld bowed and silently accepted the fact that Rogge regained command.

Outside the Oracle City, although the flames of the silver dragon gradually extinguished, the chaos of the human army has not yet been calmed down. More than half of this coalition are adventurers from various places. What they have always respected is personal heroism, and discipline is almost equal to zero. The authority of Supreme Commander Anas' orders over them is extremely limited.

The gate of the Oracle City suddenly opened, a black cloud spurted out from the city gate, and the air was suddenly filled with the wails of resentful spirits! Everyone could vaguely see bones moving around in the black clouds!

"Master Rapas! What's going on? How come there are so many undead in the elf city?" Anas asked anxiously.

The old magician had just been found unconscious and had just been revived, but his mind was still confused. He took a cursory glance and said solemnly: "It seems that the power of the 'Thunder and Lightning Prison Cloud' has been too great and has turned the elven city into a dead city. These must be the resentful spirits of unwilling elves. But don't worry. , the power of the undead is limited, especially this new undead. We can deal with it!"

Annus became more stable, but the army below became even more chaotic. The soldiers clearly saw that there was a terrifying world in the dark clouds!

The black ground was covered with large and small blood pools. The blood in the blood pools was rolling and spitting out countless bubbles. The endless skeletons that could be seen were walking out of the black clouds with stiff steps. The flashing light in their eyes is full of cruelty and greed!

In the world among the black clouds, the sky is also burning red.

An extremely tall gate suddenly appeared from the sky! The door slowly opened, and a head popped out, a huge demon head! The demon grinned ferociously at the human soldiers below, and tried desperately to squeeze its huge body out of the door. A giant claw that was a hundred meters long stretched forward as hard as it could, as if it wanted to catch a few people!

"Oh my god! That's the gate to hell!" A well-informed adventurer suddenly screamed miserably! He abandoned his weapons and companions, turned around and ran back.

With the first one, there will be the second and the third... This kind of demon from another plane, just looking at their heads, is definitely not enough to fight against the more than 10,000 people in front of them.

The human army was in complete chaos, and everyone was scrambling to escape.

The corners of Lapas' mouth twitched, and he finally understood why the 'Thunder and Lightning Prison Cloud' was so powerful. That was not the magic he cast at all. The magic he cast had actually ended long ago. The thunderclouds gathering over the Oracle City were because this demon king wanted to open the passage between planes and come to the human world! !

At this moment, Lapas suddenly missed the silver dragon that had just caused heavy casualties to the human army. The holy silver dragon has always been the natural enemy of evil creatures. If it still exists, it will definitely have a death battle with the demons that are struggling out of the gaps in space! Lapas's magic power is high or low, and he can have a respected position in the Holy Alliance, but when it comes to fighting a demon from this alien plane, he will only feel that he can't run fast enough.

Hundreds of sharp arrows suddenly flew out from the group of skeletons all over the sky. This number of arrows is nothing compared to the human army, but it is extremely accurate. The soldier who was hit by the arrow will immediately have black energy on his face and fall to the ground.

Obviously, there is poison on the arrow.

The black mist progressed slowly, and bursts of arrow rain splashed out from the black mist. In each round, nearly a hundred human soldiers would fall. The adventurers had already begun to retreat in large numbers, but Anas's men were obviously well-trained and did not receive the order to retreat, so they still stood firm on the defensive line.

This is obviously a regular army. At the forefront of the position are thousands of heavy infantry. They are wearing heavy armor and holding high shields. Several rounds of arrow rain can't do anything to them. But Anas didn't have the guts to let them attack the undead army in the black mist. There are less than 4,000 regular legions under his command, and most of the more than 10,000 others are private soldiers of the nobles, mercenaries, thieves, slave traders and adventurers gathered for profit.

This legion of four thousand people is like a huge boulder in the rapids, and has been shaken here and there by the adventurers fleeing in all directions. Anas was so angry that he cursed. Now he was even more afraid to retreat at will. If the retreat turned into a rout, it was hard to say how many people could escape from this mountainous area.

But Anas will never use his elite men to cover the escape of the adventurers. He quickly issued several orders, and the melodious sound of the trumpet transmitted his orders to the frontline commanders.

The phalanx of 4,000 people immediately moved. It slowly rotated and retreated to the sides and rear. It very skillfully made way for the undead legion to pursue the adventurers. Now Anas just hopes that the leader of the undead army is smart enough to hunt down the adventurers who are obviously much easier to deal with first.

In the black mist, the 'Dark Side of the Moon' was galloping back and forth, pouring sharp arrows onto the heads of the adventurers, making them cry like wolves.

Rogg was surrounded by black mist, and streams of green flames spurted out from his body, rising high, and then turned into large **** of black mist.

Maintaining such a large-scale illusion is extremely difficult even for Rogge. Fortunately, Heinrich went around in this world and left a lot of death aura. Now Rogge can cast necromancy magic with twice the result with half the effort.

Behind the Dark Side of the Moon, Rumsfeld has led thousands of elven warriors to arrive. All the elves showed obvious fear and uneasiness when faced with such an evil, terrifying and powerful illusion, even if this illusion was cast by their divine envoys.

But the tight lineup of Annas' troops made Rogge wary. The commander of this army is obviously a veteran of the battlefield. Now the scale of the illusion has reached the limit that Rogge can bear. If time drags on for a long time, if he sees the flaw and sends his army to kill, it will be difficult to deal with. Even now, this unit was backed by heavy infantry, covering the archers and retreating slowly. The rain of arrows flying from the sky also caused the "Dark Side of the Moon" to fall to the ground with more than a dozen elves.

"Rumsfeld! Try shooting a few infantrymen in the rear!" Rogge ordered.

In response, Rumsfeld took off the exquisite magic longbow on his back. He looked at the armor of the heavy infantry in the distance with his sharp eyes, and then five sharp arrows shot out like thunder and lightning!

The long arrow shining with green light spanned a hundred meters in an instant and penetrated the thick helmets of five hoplites! Anas's troops were suddenly in confusion, but soon returned to normal under the commander's scolding. After Rumsfeld fired five arrows, his face turned pale and he had to pause.

Roger waved his hand and made Rumsfeld stop. He was extremely angry. It was not just the adventurers who came to attack the City of Oracle this time. The troops in front of him were clearly the elite among the elite of the regular army! The scene before him was exactly what he feared most. That's why Rogge would rather consume the little magic power of the ancient elf tree to activate an illusion that could cover the entire valley. How much effort he spent in order to avoid direct confrontation with the army of human countries!

Now, all his efforts have been in vain...

But why does this happen again! ? Rogge understood that something must have happened, and there must have been a major change in the Principality of Are, otherwise, even the regular elite troops would not have appeared under the City of Oracle.

Time passed minute by minute. The flame of the silver dragon has been extinguished, and the devil in the sky has never been able to struggle out of the gate of hell. The chaos of the human coalition slowly stabilized. Although the arrow rain in the black mist became much denser, causing heavy casualties to the adventurers and noble soldiers, Anas's troops had stopped retreating, and the counterattack arrow rain had already stopped. It became orderly and began to cover the ground in the black mist piece by piece.

The arrow rain continued to kill the elven troops densely gathered in the black mist.

Rogg gritted his teeth, stared at Rumsfeld fiercely, reached out and grabbed the spear from an elf's hand, raised it high, and then took the lead in riding towards Annas' troops! "Dark Side of the Moon" four hundred elf warriors followed closely, and Rumsfeld led the rest of the elf warriors to rush forward!

Rogg remembered a piece of undead magic he saw in Elgra's memory. He chanted the spell rapidly, and his huge mental power could not help but gather the remaining death breath of Heinrich.

The Gate of Hell in the sky disappeared, and the skeletons and blood pools also disappeared without a trace. However, the black mist became thicker and suddenly accelerated towards Anas' troops.

Annas on the hillside was startled, but when he saw that the Gate of Hell in the sky had disappeared, he felt a little calmer, so he waved his long sword and signaled the troops to resist!

The black mist moved extremely fast, covering nearly a hundred heavy infantrymen in a blink of an eye.

The soldiers in the fog saw a black-robed mage rushing away on horseback, with blazing green fire in his eyes, and countless resentful spirits that were almost visible to the naked eye were rushing out of his body! Before the soldiers could react, a pillar of green fire suddenly rose into the sky from around the black-robed mage!

Afterwards, everyone suddenly felt immense pain all over their bodies, as if countless wild beasts were biting them!

"Detach flesh and blood!" Rogge coldly sentenced the hundreds of infantrymen to death.

Even the 'Dark Side of the Moon', who is used to seeing blood, can't stand the weird, terrifying and **** scenes in front of him.

Hundreds of soldiers screamed incomparably and fell to the ground while struggling desperately. Balls of blood mist mixed with countless pieces of meat and internal organs suddenly spurted out from their heavy armor, seemingly endless! In the blink of an eye, the black mist turned into an extremely **** hell!

A fallen soldier suddenly moved and slowly got up. Under his helmet, there was a skeleton still stained with blood and minced meat! In the blink of an eye, hundreds of soldiers stood up unsteadily.

Rogg, who was covered in green fire, pointed his spear forward~IndoMTL.com~A hundred ferocious skeleton soldiers turned around in unison, fiercely rushed out of the black mist, and charged towards their comrades!

The terrifying magic of extracting flesh and blood and turning the living into undead warriors has always been one of the great necromancers' favorite magics, and it is also one of the reasons why necromancers are feared by the world.

Annas watched as hundreds of elite warriors were swallowed up by the black mist, and then extremely miserable screams were immediately heard from the black mist. A chill immediately surged in his heart. Since the attack on Oracle City began, too many strange things had happened, far beyond his knowledge. Facing the unknown terror, he would rather hide for a while. After all, he is also the leader of a party and controls an elite army. Even the Grand Duke of the principality has to consult his opinion on anything.

Annas is not willing to risk his life fighting the devil, he is not that great yet.

But before he could give the order to retreat, he saw hundreds of skeleton warriors in armor rushing out of the fog! Judging from the style of the armor, it turned out to be the warrior who had just been swallowed by the black mist! And the black mist seemed to be alive, shrouding hundreds of heavy infantrymen, and there was another scene of ghosts crying and bloodshed!

Annas finally collapsed. He grabbed the messenger next to him and shouted with a cry: "Blow the trumpet quickly! Retreat, retreat!!"