Chapter 1142 (2/2)

Lord of War Wooden cow cat 56960K 2022-07-24

This level of combat effectiveness is enough to compete with the next Holy Land strongman, and even has the ability to kill the next Holy Land strongman at a certain price.

In the face of such a siege, the middle Holy Land strongman with a long gun can also counterattack and kill hundreds of Black Knights. In addition to his strength to firmly suppress these Black Knights, his strong combat power is also a factor. However, the stronger the enemy is, the greater the physical energy it needs to consume. This is the situation that this holy land strongman is facing at the moment. If he changes the general situation, he will not fight here, but will choose to break through and leave.

However, in the situation of the invasion of the undead army, there is no difference between escaping and not escaping, so he will choose to stick to the death war here.

However, it is not without gain that these people pay such a high price.

Maybe they don't know what the future results will be, but at least the old people and children they hope have begun to enter the forest and try to cross the virgin forest. Even if only one in ten people can survive in the end, it is worth it for those who stick to the Green Castle.

Watching hassas follow the troops into the forest, the corners of Moro's mouth raised slightly: ”young master, good luck.”

After that, Moro turned his head and looked solemn and cold. As soon as the Knight Sword in his hand was shocked, a fighting spirit was emitted from the sword body, which made the whole Knight Sword solid. It seemed that the knight sword was more than one circle larger and only two circles smaller than the ordinary heavy sword.

Several undead creatures around Moro immediately realized that this guy was going to work hard, and they naturally became cautious.

I don't think there was a loud noise in the sky before the battle broke out completely.

As soon as the battle stopped, they saw that the fog in the sky had exploded, and a figure was thrown out of the fog directly. It hit the wall of the green castle like a shell, which directly collapsed a section of the wall. On the sky, there is also a figure flying backwards more than ten meters away. However, compared with the figure being blasted out, although the figure seems embarrassed, it obviously occupies the upper hand in the confrontation.

Everyone stared at the figure, and the look of the human side immediately became ugly.

The figure flying upside down is the commander of the undead army, the fog spirit.

At this time, his clothes were also dilapidated, but his real body was revealed - it was a dark fog with a faint human shape. Except for two red lights representing his eyes, everything else seemed very blurred. However, on his right hand, he was carrying a solid long sword. Judging from the strong dead breath emitted from the sword, I'm afraid this sword is not an ordinary thing.

Originally, his breath was still weak, but in the time when it was suspended in the air, countless dead breath emitted from the magic array penetrated into his body one after another, which immediately made his breath particularly strong. Vaguely, there was even a smell that was about to break into the realm of the upper Holy Land.

Moro turned his head and looked at the figure blasted towards the wall. He saw that he was already a companion full of silver.

At this time, the middle Holy Land strong man was no longer like the middle-aged man before, but became an old man in his 70s and 80s. His breath was very weak, giving people a feeling that the oil lamp was withered and seemed to die at any time. The long gun with a special shape in his hand has been completely broken in two and held in his left and right hands. Only to see that he is still struggling to stand up, but he can't stand up for several times in a row. Moro knows that he is hopeless.

Seeing the appearance of the strong man in the holy land, the fog spirit also burst out a burst of laughter, which was very harsh.

He knew that the green castle could no longer be held today, because no one could stop him from moving forward. Although he has lost a holy land strongman who just intercepted the fog spirit, he has squeezed all his potential. Even if it is used as material, he can't make any high-level undead, and even his soul has lost value, but fortunately, there are many other useful materials in the Green Castle, so he doesn't pay special attention to it.

Thinking of this, the fog spirit turned his eyes to the Moro, and his red eyes even flashed a bit of longing.

It seemed that he saw the idea of the fog spirit. The Moro snorted coldly, but he clenched the knight's sword in his hand.

”You go and deal with the strong man in the holy land. I'll deal with this guy.” The fog Spirit said.

Hearing the command, the six undead creatures didn't say anything, but immediately rushed towards the strong man in the holy land who was fighting with the black knight. Moro wanted to stop it, but his perception was giving a crazy warning at this time. Once he dared to be distracted, he would be hit by a terrible thunder. I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to master the battle rhythm and situation again, so he had to confront the fog spirit.

Just when the fog spirit was about to say something, a terrible breath suddenly broke into the air.

With the emergence of this terrible smell breaking through the sky, the whole sky seemed to darken immediately, as if it had become night.

But everyone knows that in fact, it will be morning and it can't turn into night.

Then the only explanation is that an extremely terrible strong man took the shot, and his powerful power even caused the change of the sky, resulting in the illusion of night.

At the next moment, a bright sword light like dawn lit up completely!

Accompanied by the fierce sword.

This breath has a terrible illusion of tearing the world apart!