Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 352: The Lich King?

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? The creatures seem to have a purpose, rushing to a place mightily. ""

Ron took a deep breath and saw the intimidating number. I'm afraid no one thinks anyone can stop this invincible army of undead.

"What a magnificent, terrible army of undead, but...where is their destination?" Ron's heart became strange, and he decided to leave to see what happened.

It's not the first time to enter that illusion. Ron's unfamiliar fear has gradually become familiar, at least now he is not afraid.

However, until now, Ron has not understood why these things appear in his dreams. It seems that there is a pair of invisible hands controlling all this, allowing him to see clearly as a bystander. these things.

With a movement of his mind, his body in the state of soul floated like a light smoke, and flew straight forward.

I don't know how long it has been flying, and the vast undead army is still in front of me. It can be seen that the number is really terrifying.

Not long after, a fierce murderous air came, mixed with the smell of blood, about ten kilometers ahead, it was the battlefield where the two armies were fighting.

Ron was taken aback when he saw this scene before him. The powerful skeleton legion was actually blocked by someone.

The one that blocked the way of the Skeleton Legion was also an army. There were also a lot of them. There were millions of people. Each of these people was a very powerful warrior. They were dressed in thick armor. The armor is engraved with mysterious runes, and they are holding heavy weapons in their hands.

The number of them is several times smaller than that of the Skeleton Legion, but the difference is that each of these fighters is an elite, and dozens of skeleton fighters cannot get close to them.

A legion of powerful elite fighters blocked the path of the Skeleton Legion.

"Huh? Who are they?"

Looking at the facial contours of those warriors, Ron's heart raised a faint question. These powerful warriors in front of him were obviously not humans, nor orcs, let alone the elves drawn in the books, but he had never seen them race.

These warriors all have a tight, expressionless face, and their skin is full of soft white as light. They are tall, with full muscles, and they exude a holy breath.

Ron frowned, "Why? They make me feel very special...like...like..."

Although Ron didn't say it, his heart was bright at this time. Yes, seeing this unknown race gave Ron a feeling that it was the Holy See.

Regardless of demeanor or temperament, these fighters in front of them are very much like the Holy See. Compared with the soldiers of the Holy See, they are basically carved out of the same mold, exactly the same.

"Is this a war between the Holy See and the Scourge Church?"

Ron's heart slammed. For some reason, such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind. This thought forced him to watch.

The war between the two sides was very cruel. I saw a holy knight's sword light flashing and split the black knight in half. Then, the ghoul next to him rushed on and bit the holy knight. The knight wailed and fell down. Then, countless ghouls pounced on like wolves, tearing the pity of the holy knight to pieces and swallowing it.

The war continued. The entire battlefield became a meat grinder. In the center of the battlefield, each and every life was constantly disappearing.

"Roar--"

In the distance, there was a thunderous roar, and then, an extremely cold breath suddenly spread out, covering the entire sky.

"It's the Frost Dragon!" Ron was shocked, he would never forget those scary eyes.

Sure enough, dozens of powerful frost dragons appeared from the sky, and they came slowly and faintly with a frightening atmosphere.

Ron was stunned. The bodies of those frost dragons were huge, far beyond his imagination. They were several tens of meters long, and they were totally different from the flying dragons Ron saw. language.

As soon as these frost dragons arrived on the battlefield, the balance of the battlefield immediately changed dramatically.

The strong and cold breath of the dragon spit out, and the mysterious warrior on the ground turned into a mass of ice. Before the ice melted, the whole body was turned into ashes.

Strong! Too tough...

Ron's heart almost jumped out of his body.

"Boom--" There was a sound. At this moment, there was a dull loud noise from afar. Judging from the sound, it must have come from a long distance.

"Hoo--" With a sound, a strong wind blew toward Ron, almost making him unstable.

Not only that, but there was also a heart-trembling breath from the wind. At this moment, Ron's heart almost stopped beating.

"What is this? This breath..."

Ron's face showed a lingering look. The horrible breath was so powerful that it was suffocating, but in Ron's eyes, this terrifying breath carried a familiar smell.

Ron stared into the distance blankly. The dark clouds in the distance were condensing, like a beast from ancient times, making people stop.

"Don't worry, take a look!"

Ron gritted his teeth and made up his mind, no matter what dangers were in front of him, he did not flinch.

Slowly flew forward, but Ron felt that his body was trembling. It was due to the trembling of fear. There seemed to be a powerful beast waiting for him in front of him.

Not long after, a powerful figure appeared in Ron's eyes. Yes, it was the powerful aura that this figure exudes, which was suffocating.

The man was floating in mid-air, and there was a strange and powerful smell from his body. It was frightening. I saw that man was wearing a black robe, and on both sides of his shoulders were two huge shoulder armors. His skull occupies as much as half of his body. He is holding a long staff in his hand. At the top of the staff is the skull of a creature like a sheep. The hollowed eyes reveal the magical power. , With four long bone horns on his head.

The black-robed man turned his back to him. Ron couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only see his tall back. The black robe was slowly floating behind him.

The black-robed man was also standing in front of another person. Like the mysterious race Ron had seen before, he had white skin, blue eyes, and blond hair. He looked a bit like a human, but It's not.

But when he saw this man, Ron was taken aback.

"This is...this is the legendary angel..."

Ron grew up in the Holy Roman Empire and has been influenced by the Holy See since he was a child. That's right, the unknown racial powerhouse in front of him is exactly the same as the angel in the Holy See fresco.

The difference is that the angel in the mural has two wings, but the angel’s back has four extremely large and exaggerated wings, which are flapping gently, and above the head, there is a beautiful The circular aperture was constantly emitting a holy power that made Ron feel uncomfortable.

Although he couldn't see the man's expression clearly, Ron could feel that he was sneering.

The two are facing each other. Maybe, this has already gone through a decent battle, and their clothes and armor are somewhat damaged.

The two stood quietly in the sky like that, exuding a powerful aura like a mountain. This aura was so powerful that Ron had never seen it in anyone.

It gave him the feeling that the power of these two people has exceeded the limit of human fantasy. In front of them, the so-called sanctuary powerhouse is a joke.

Despite all the puzzles, Ron could still see something. If he guessed correctly, the undead army is the subordinate of the black-robed man. Similarly, they all use soul power.

On the other hand, those unknown race fighters are the subordinates of the guy with four wings. They are exactly the same regardless of race or expression, and they use the same power.

At this moment, Ron couldn't help taking a deep breath, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, "Who are they? Why are they so powerful?"

At this time, the four-winged angel said slowly, "Unexpectedly, you still came. It was beyond my expectation..."

The black-robed man snorted coldly, not to be outdone, and said, "Mother each other, aren't you here too..."

The angel's face sank slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed, and then his lips curled up, "You are very strong, stronger than many strong men I have met..."

He smiled slightly, with a hint of joking in his eyes, "But...what should I call you? Is it Hermes, or the commander of the Scourge on the undead plane-Lord Lich King?"

"What? The Lich King?"

Ron's expression froze abruptly when he heard it, his pupils widened, and a strong expression of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He stared blankly at the burly figure not far away, he... is he the Lich King?

At this time, the figure of the black-robed man paused slightly, and turned his head in a little surprise, just to meet Ron's gaze.

"Boom--" There was a loud sound.

Ron's body was electrocuted, and his whole person became stiff.

What caught his eyes was an extremely hideous face, which looked like a skeleton, and the deep-set eye sockets were filled with cyan eerie power, which was constantly emanating.

It was a race that Ron had never seen before, but for some reason, maybe it was because it was the same soul power. That feeling made Ron very kind.

"What's the matter? It seems like something is watching...but nothing is found..."

The Lich King Herimus paused slightly, an unnatural look flashed across his face, and he quickly returned to normal.

I smiled and said, "The Archangel Michael of the Holy Angel Legion from the main plane of Order, I have also been famous for a long time..."

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