Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 274: Frost Armor

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? Countless soldiers "rolled" down the sloping aisle, stunned at the head of Slow's army behind. ""

"What is going on?"

He couldn't understand. Didn't he clearly attacked Manchester just now? He was about to command the whole army to attack. Now, all his men were driven out. Could it be that there were a large number of troops inside?

A glance at his deputy, his face full of doubts.

"My lord, what is that?" the lean soldier beside him suddenly shouted, pointing at Manchester.

Slow looked intently, and saw the skulls and crossbones pouring out of Manchester, driving their soldiers out of the mountains. Their soldiers ran, with a look of horror on their faces.

"That...that's a skeleton...how could there be a skeleton?" Silo finally saw clearly, his brow furrowed, and his doubts in his heart became even greater. Usually seeing a skeleton means a necromancer, except for necromancers. No one would summon a skeleton. Could it be that his own people were driven out of the city by the Necromancer? This idea seemed quite funny in his mind.

But one thing is certain is that his tentative attack was a complete failure, his face sank, "Call me their captain and see what's going on!"

The lean soldier immediately led his orders, and soon brought him a middle-aged man with a bloodstained face and an uncertain face.

"Report to Lord Legion Commander that the captain has been killed in battle, and now the deputy captain is giving you his life!" the soldier said respectfully.

Slow didn't have time to take care of the death of the captain, and said grimly, "What's the matter? Haven't you already entered the city? Why have you retreated again!"

"My lord, skeletons... a lot of skeletons... I... our soldiers are dead..." The middle-aged man seemed to have not recovered from his fear, and he was trembling when speaking, and looked confused.

Seeing that those skeletons were continuously called out just now, like an endless stream, soldiers like them who have experienced fighting will feel fear from the bottom of my heart.

Slow looked at each other with the lean soldier, and Slow asked in a deep voice, "You speak more clearly!"

Seeing the Slow Legion commander in front of him, the middle-aged man's expression recovered a bit, and he calmly said, "My lord Legionnaire, we have successfully invaded Manchester. When we were about to occupy, we saw an undead. Mage, about seventeen or eighteen years old, he summoned a lot of skeletons... a lot... a lot..."

"A Necromancer around seventeen or eighteen?" Silo frowned, always feeling something wrong.

The thin man next to the Slow Army Commander coldly snorted, "Isn't he just a necromancer? Isn't it just a few vulnerable skeletons? Seeing how frightened you are, as for how? All the faces of the 19th Army..."

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers around Slow showed disdain, and their eyes on the middle-aged man were full of contempt.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he said anxiously, "No...no...sir, not what you think, those skeletons are not vulnerable..."

While talking, a soldier flew to report, "Legion Commander, a large number of skeletons are pressing up in front, and the front army is fighting them!"

Slow's eyes rolled and a dignified look flashed across his face, he took a deep breath, "Go, let's go and see!"

When Silo rushed to the battlefield, he took a breath, and the skeletons all over the mountains flooded like a tide. They had already caught up with the former army of the 19th Army. Silo saw at a glance, those skeletons. Just as the soldiers of the Nineteenth Army were killed, the soldiers' screams continued on the battlefield. As the middle-aged man said, those skeletons were not easy to deal with.

"These skeletons...how come..." The lean soldier around him was stunned. He had never seen such a powerful skeleton. The powerful fighting power of those skeletons overturned his imagination.

"No, could it be..."

At this moment, Slow frowned, and a person flashed out of his mind.

"Boom——Boom——"

Almost the beginning of the all-out war, Ron commanded the Skeleton Legion to launch a charge against the 19th Legion of the Holy Roman Empire. A large number of skeletons were called out. At this time, the 19th Legion began to adapt to the skeletons. The Legion’s offensive gradually began to counterattack.

There is a fierce battle between the two sides.

Vivian held the bone spear and threw it out mercilessly. The bone spear drew an arc, and each bone spear fell with a soldier of the 19th Legion.

When Ron counterattacked on the battlefield, the number of skeletons and soldiers began to reverse. Seeing the densely packed infantry, Ron gradually began to feel powerless.

"Awesome!" Catherine's eyes flashed, "Look... Ron actually used his own strength against the 19th Army!"

"However, he is still at a disadvantage, isn't he?" Although he saw Manchester saved, Lauchlan still felt uncomfortable in his heart and argued strongly.

"I believe he still has a way!" Although that was the case, Catherine couldn't help but feel a little worried looking at Ron on the court.

"Laughlin, do we want to support it!" Zhungeer hesitated for a while before saying.

Thinking about it, Lauchlan shook his head resolutely, “No, at this time Manchester’s defense is empty, and it’s not a good choice to play. Besides, given the intensity of the battle now, we will help if we go there. Nothing to be busy..."

Catherine bit her lip, she had to admit this fact.

The soldiers of the Nineteenth Army were shining with vindictive light. With a sword, a skeleton brave was cut in half, and the skeleton brave suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

As more and more skeleton heroes disappeared, the 19th Army began to surround Ron, and Ron gradually felt strenuous. Soon, the skeleton hero lost nearly half, and his range was greatly reduced, only strong The black knight in the crowd is still rushing from left to right, wherever he goes, flesh and blood fly everywhere, and no one can stop the terrifying power of the black knight who has reached the division level.

The black knight's body also added one after another scary scars, but for this undead creature, death and pain are not a big deal.

Vivian also noticed something wrong, and asked worriedly, "Ron, can't go on like this!"

Ron naturally knew that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable for him. He was anxious, but he didn't know what to do, so he had to gritted his teeth.

Homelin has been watching all this in silence, and said hurriedly, "Ron, the terrain here is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Offense is not a good choice, so I suggest you Immediately shrink the line of defense and fully defend..."

"Total defense!"

Ron’s eyes lit up and decided to listen to Grandpa Homelin’s words. He saw Ron’s Skeleton Legion change. Using the Skeleton Warriors as a shield, he retreated in an all-round way. After a while, he retreated to Manchester City Gate. Keep guarding the pass firmly.

Behind Ron is a long sloping aisle, with which he can retreat in an orderly manner.

Slow frowned, looked at the terrain, cursed in his heart, and shouted, "The whole army assaults, speeds up the offensive, and strives to break through his defenses. Never let him defend the pass!"

The order was sent, and the soldiers of the 19th Army rushed towards the gate of the city like crazy. Ron's skeleton line of defense was a bit precarious and might be broken at any time.

Tap the staff lightly, a batch of skeleton brave men scrambled out from the ground, roaring towards the enemy, Ron's heart gradually tightened, following the crazy attack of the 19th Army soldiers, he was heavily armored The skeleton warriors were wiped out. If this continues, the situation is very critical.

"Ron, use Frost Armor!"

Huo Meilin looked for a while, and suddenly said, "This undead magic can increase the defense power of your summoned creatures, quickly—"

"Yes!"

Hormelin’s words cleared Ron’s heart like a beacon. His brows were stretched out, and the orange legendary rod was drawn into an arc, with a long spell, a trace of soul power was crazy Reveal.

At this time, a white light was lit up on each of the skeleton heroes. As the light circulated, it slowly condensed, and gradually formed a layer of cold armor, covering the undead, like a With a thick transparent armor.

This layer of armor is extremely hard, and the long sword filled with vindictiveness cannot easily break it. In this way, the skeleton hero's defense power is greatly enhanced.

"Ding--" The vindictive long sword slashed out and hit the skeleton brave, but a clear sound was heard. The long sword also bounced back, and the soldier's mouth was numb.

"Damn it, what the **** is this!"

The most obvious impact was the soldiers of the 19th Army. They were going to face these abnormally strong skeletons. Seeing that these skeletons had strengthened their defenses, they scolded.

It is not easy to turn these skeleton heroes into a cloud of black smoke. Ron gradually stabilized the situation. The entire Manchester is like a strong fortress. As long as Ron can’t break through here, That Manchester can't be broken.

Seeing this scene, Slow's heart sank slowly. Although he was anxious, he couldn't help it.

……

Mercedes across the grassland, a fiery red figure flew past, behind him, followed by a large number of soldiers, with no end in sight.

The first woman, about twenty-seven or eighty-eight years old, is riding a war horse, wearing a fiery red magician blanket, and under her long, slightly curly hair, she has a delicate face.

Biting her lips tightly, a firm gaze flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, she moved in her heart and pulled the rein in her hand. The front hoof of the war horse vacated and stood. The next batch of well-trained soldiers also quickly stood still.

These soldiers are dressed in the costumes of the former Ethiopian royal guards and wear light armor, making them extremely sophisticated.

The woman, the princess of the Ethiopian royal family, the commander of the Ethiopian rebels, and the president of the "dark" organization, Juliana, her eyes are shining with wisdom, she is looking into the distance motionlessly.

"Miss, what's the matter?" A young woman in her thirties who was beside the woman also restrained the horse, and asked inexplicably, she was Juliana's chief guard.

"Something happened in Manchester!" Juliana frowned, "Let’s speed it up, I hope it’s still too late..." Please go to "" to see the first advertisement without ads.

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