Lord of the Oasis Chapter 300: .Expanded Canopy of Death

Kandele horse, reaching out to signal to stop.

The knights look impressive.

Dense fog billows in front of me, and the gray-black appearance is like black smoke coming out of a factory chimney.

There is also the sky, the dark clouds cover the sky and the sun, the faint breeze blows, the entire cloud layer moves slowly, accompanied by the faint miserable howls that appear from time to time in the ears, it really gives people a feeling of... an underworld ghost!

As if a biting chill came with the wind, the ground was frozen as solid as a winter ice lake.

The crotch steed scratches the ground.

A horseshoe made of stainless steel can only be scratched out of layers of white marks.

"Death Sky..."

The mage and apprentices spoke with a trembling expression in their voices.

The thick fog at that time was just a trivial matter. The black fog and dark clouds now are the real sky of death, suitable for the survival of the undead, and can cause ordinary people to have a terrifying range of diseases and various negative buffs!

They had just discussed this terrifying undead spell.

But now it happens.

Kant clenched the reins: "It's really unpredictable."

"The negative energy inside is very rich, with the power of hatred of the undead for the living, and even various plague toxins. If you don't have the power to resist, you will be infected with various diseases in a short time."

The mage apprentice warned: "Perhaps the spirit will also die from the infection of the sky and become undead zombies or skeletons."

"Humph." The knights looked grim: "They defiled the territory of Lord Kant."

The Narun Desert is Kant's domain.

Now there are evil undead, that is aggression, that is defilement!

Grasp the weapons in their hands, all the knights are eager to try, even if they know that the evil in front of them will be a terror that can kill people, they still have no fear. This is the embodiment of the spirit of chivalry.

But definitely not reckless.

Turn to look at Kant, the knights are waiting.

But Kant is also waiting.

"Camp in place."

Kant raised his hand and motioned the surrounding knights to dismount: "Let's wait for dawn!"

"Yes!" the knights responded.

This is the best way.

Rush into the sky of death, who knows what to expect.

Instead of passively entering, wait until dawn and the sun will disperse the fog and dark clouds.

The knights quickly set up their tents.

Circle around, guarding Kant's tent at the very center.

But even in Anza Camp, it's actually just a simple rest and food, raise a little bonfire, boil the water in the iron pot, let everyone drink some hot water to warm up the body, avoid too cold, freezing Stiff hands and feet.

Even war horses need some hot water to ease the cold.

It's really cold here!

You can see that the sand layer under the body has frozen, and the whole is as indestructible as a plate. If there is no extraordinary strength to protect the body, just relying on the body of an ordinary person, the cold air has eroded the inner abdomen and suffered serious injuries. of trauma.

The elderly and children, it is estimated that they will freeze to death by the roadside after walking for a few hours!

"Damn."

Kant exhaled the white mist, his eyes full of solemnity.

Their sleep is very simple, that is, they are roasted on the ground with a campfire, and then sleep on the leather pad around the campfire. Everyone will be woken up by the freeze when they are half asleep. Only when the extraordinary power in the body works can they appear. warm.

Even Kant did the same.

Holding the King's Sword in his arms, he couldn't sleep well, just closed his eyes in a daze.

"Lord Lord."

But next to him, someone gently pushes.

Kant wakes up immediately.

Next to the apprentice, his slightly immature face was frozen blue, and he said to Kant shiveringly: "Now...it is dawn, but there is a little problem..."

"What?" Kant frowned.

"The sky of death has expanded..." the apprentice mage said still tremblingly.

"What expands."

Kant's mind hasn't reacted yet.

But in an instant, his drowsy head suddenly woke up, he turned his head and lifted the curtain of the tent.

"The Canopy of Death!" Kant gritted his teeth.

"Yes, that is, the sky of death has expanded and is now very large."

The mage apprentice said helplessly: "Just at dawn, the sky of death began to expand and expand, swallowing us up here." After a pause, his tone was also rejoicing: "Thanks to you and The extraordinary power of the knights can protect us from being affected by the negative energy and various negative states contained in the canopy of death."

Kant turned his head, only to find that his King's Sword and the surrounding royal knights all radiated golden light, just forming a defense around the camp, so that the rich gray-black mist was repelled to the side.

The knights are already guarding with swords, and several bonfires are releasing reluctant enthusiasm.

Kant looked gloomy.

"The situation is urgent."

He said solemnly.

"Yes." The mage apprentices nodded, looking impressive.

The dense sky of death around them is no longer something they can comment on.

Even if the mage is here, he can only barely protect himself, unless there is an archmage who has studied spells, can he have a little surplus in this terrifying sky of death, because they all know what this means.

In the world of Warwind, there are often several lich and more terrifying undead creatures in the death sky of this scale.

There are also a large number of low-level skeleton soldiers.

The undead race has always used the crowd tactics to win.

Any living person will declare defeat in vain in front of the seemingly endless ocean of dead people.

With such a dead sky, no one knows how many undead skeletons will be encountered in it, let alone how powerful undead creatures will be encountered, but based on the previous encounters, those hundreds of people are a team size. , the number is definitely a lot!

It's really troublesome if you get entangled and let stronger undead come.

"Let's go!"

Without a word, Kant gave the order immediately.

The camp is quickly put away.

The knights move very quickly.

But when the tents were all folded and ready to leave at any time, the thick fog rolled, like a dark cloud spreading to the outside, and even the golden light around Kant's body, which was suppressed, shrank inward. Not a lot.

Everyone gathered together, barely resisting the thickening black-gray mist!

"There is sound!"

The knights reminded in a low voice.

"Be careful!" the knights in the north said: "It's not fast, it seems that they are infantry, they are approaching us!"

They all have extensive battlefield experience.

Similar to listening to the debate, it is even simpler, even if there is a faint miserable howl in the wind.

Kant squinted.

In the thick fog to the north, the line of sight can be seen about 30 meters.

A "click" sound appears.

The shadows broke through the thick fog and walked out with the sound of footsteps at the same time.

Appears to be holding a halberd, wearing light yellow armor, and walking in an orderly manner, very rhythmic, as if everyone's steps are the same, no, they all walk the same.

"Elite troops." This thought came to Kant's mind.

In the age of cold weapons, those who can walk in such a neat way can be called elites.

This represents discipline.

Represents synergy.

In fact, even Calradia's units cannot form such a uniform footstep.

In addition to those 5th-level Swadian and Rhodok sergeants, these discipline-oriented kingdoms will be specially cultivated, while infantry powerhouses, Nord kingdoms, and even 6th-level Nord royal guards cannot be formed. Such neat steps.

Although it does not represent combat effectiveness, it may represent the discipline and resilience of the troops.

This is an elite that can resist the enemy's attack!

"The enemy!"

But the mage apprentices shouted in surprise.

Their voices were hurried and loudly reminded Kant and the royal knights and lion knights next to him: "It is the skeleton warrior, the basic combat unit of the undead!"

Kant frowned, and all the knights looked at the troops that broke through the thick fog ahead.

The pale yellow armor appears to be chain mail doped with gold.

The halberds in the hands are all gilt, and the sharp axe is a terrifying killing weapon made of stainless steel.

However, this is not the case.

The chain armor made of gold has long been torn and tattered, like rags hanging on the body of only the skeleton, under the rusty pointed helmet, the blue soul fire in the eye socket of the bones Burning with hatred for the living.

The halberd, which looks like a work of art, is also rusted and cracked.

Even some of the halberds were broken at the front, leaving only half of the long stick.

"Skull Warrior?"

Kant snorted slightly.

Turn his head to look at the knights who have gathered and are all ready, and shouted: "Kill them!"

"Kill!"

The knights cry.

The crotch horse accelerates instantly.

Bright golden light all over the body, 30 royal Swadian knights, as if fearless, rushed straight to the skeleton warriors in the gray-black fog, still being destroyed, the golden light flashed, and the skeletons shattered.

Dozens of skeleton warriors armed with halberds were wiped out in an instant.

But Kant they haven't let up yet.

In the dark gray fog, the "click" sound became more and more.

Let everyone's face suddenly tighten again, holding weapons in their hands, looking at each other, and then staring at the darkness ahead, because there is another enemy there!

And the number of appearances is increasing!

"Prepare to retreat!"

Kant gritted his teeth, but did not intend to go any further.

If you continue to go deeper, God knows how many terrifying skeletons of the undead people will be encountered.

He can not be afraid of these skeletons, but he must not ignore the unknown number, and he does not know the specific strength of the enemy that he does not know.

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But when Kant was about to retreat, a golden light suddenly appeared in the sky.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated randomly like breaking ice, and the thick gray-black fog kept retreating and shrinking, and together with the terrifying "click" sound, they all began to disappear in the retreating and shrinking dense fog.

In less than half an hour, the dark clouds and dense fog dissipated.

Kant looked up in amazement.

In the center of the top of the head, the scorching sun is scorching, releasing a terrifying temperature.

It is noon.

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