Othua's War Banner

Chapter 459 0458: Camping by the Red Cloud Ice Lake

The bloody knotty worm's body, which was about to swing, suffered a violent impact.

Those were the heavy cavalry mercenaries who launched a dash, using their bodies and skills with magical blessings to smash into a curled up and writhing limb.

The gigantic head began to roar and whine, and the roar brought out sound waves washing over the entire icy lake, and the huge limbs began to twist more violently, just like the ropes twitched by sailors when tidying up the deck.

The wandering magician and those who were preparing to treat the wounded were all suppressed.

Magic Flower Warlock was thrown out, luckily someone followed him, otherwise at least he would have been seriously injured.

The assassins walking on the skeleton, including the most dexterous lady, were all thrown off by the sudden acceleration, and the limbs that danced wildly slammed like whips...

When it was in front of everyone, I realized that it was a giant and harder than a boa constrictor.

Even though the warlocks tried their best to stop them, and the shield soldiers had withstood the heaviest impact at the most critical moment, some people were still thrown out, seriously injured, or even more unlucky...

It was directly stirred into minced meat by those sharp edges like knives.

The mercenaries struggled to stand up, hearing the torrent of flames in their ears, and the wild roar that erupted in Mingming.

The bloody groupworm obviously sensed the threat, and began to shake its head, looking for the source of strength among the crowd. Countless pairs of densely packed eyes blinked rapidly like bees vibrating their wings, and the rustling sound made hairs stand on end.

The mercenary became a black grass blown in the middle of the lake.

And in this group of people who were severely suppressed, a fire burst out, and the clear blue flame became more and more violent in the sound waves and the icy cold wind.

Hiss law --

Da-da-da-da.

The war horse let out an excited cry, and the rapid horseshoes were accompanied by the music played by the steel armor.

Those humans struck by power and fear looked up and watched the mighty knight shoot through the black army like a shooting star.

Blue flames lit up the dazed and shocked faces.

The crowd did not feel the blazing or burning pain, but a gradual warmth, accompanied by courage and strength.

The war horse was galloping, with such high will, that he did not waver in the face of a huge monster countless times larger than himself, and the armor transformed from the ring of commandments slowed down the suppression caused by magic shock.

It was unstoppable, jumped into the air, and then stepped on the body of the hunting leader and continued to run upwards.

The armor directed the burning blue flame of the Battle Banner to the armor, and slid into the horse's hoof along the track with countless embossed seals in the middle, so that every time it stepped up, it would leave fleeting blue hoofprints.

With dust and blood on his face, Ken stared blankly at the monster in front of him.

The tribal treasure armor exchanged was worn by him with a legendary equipment effect. The black execution glove firmly grasped the reins, while the other hand stretched out into the air.

The place where the hunting group was most dense was blown up.

It was the [Dawn and Twilight] thrown out by him just now, and it turned into a smaller meteor at this time, enveloping the eyes of the rescued and flying upwards.

The simple and full arc connects from the ground to the sky, brushes past the bulging body of the giant beast, and is firmly held by him.

Collins and the others looked back, clutching their wounds.

The hunters had already been cut into flesh by the flashing ax just now, and this group of monsters were supposed to collect their corpses. After all, in the situation just now, there was even a brief revolving door in everyone's mind.

Shadows blocking the sun hit the swooping flames.

Ice slag is everywhere, and monsters are clustered.

A circle of blue mixed with black swayed from the intersection to the surroundings, and everything was silent, but it was actually because the sound exceeded the level that most people could accept, and it turned into a simple tinnitus.

Everything, including stumps and broken arms, coagulated and diluted blood, and other detritus...

All were blown away by the air waves generated by the collision.

A huge body that obviously couldn't belong to an ordinary monster slowly smashed towards the center of the lake.

In an instant, all the conscious people threw their shields or skills above their heads, and the heavy cavalry, including Lanz, also used the most powerful moves to step forward.

The huge stump fell down violently, and the winding limbs made an unpleasant sound.

It fell with a bang, because of the mercenaries' fierce resistance, it seemed to hit an invisible obstacle, bounced slightly, and rolled to the side more than ten steps away...

The Parmelo boar staggered to his feet.

"you're right,"

Lanz put the giant ax on his shoulder, and said to Quema next to him, "I can really see it."

Ken appeared next to the monster's corpse, the flames were fading, and the monster's head that had been beaten to scum was raining next to it.

"Huh, ha, ha ha ha."

Collins and the other brothers poked their heads out of the icy water.

They searched hard for a gap in the blue water first, and finally surfaced when they were about to lose their last breath.

With the happiness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he wiped the water on his face.

Collins saw that the dark clouds spread out to all sides in this powerful collision, and the red fire clouds coated the thick war smoke with a beautiful color that only legends should have.

In the distance, the red maple highland symbolizes the safe dome in the distance.

And among the black waves, blue ice, and wine-red clouds, there is a man riding a war horse.

As expected, like all the heroes depicted in the stories, he made what he deserved, and led all those who followed him to get what they wanted.

The war horse snorted and exhaled a scorching breath.

Ken felt the deadly power spread out from his whole body, and the heaviness brought by the mighty power of the old god began to surround his whole body.

With the support of their companions, the mercenaries climbed up, panting and trying to recover from the shock just now. At this moment, even the simplest touch of Mr. Mahalu's eyes would make them feel violated and ravaged.

It seems that the leading warrior can see into their souls.

The huge body of the bloody myriads tilted one after another, and the ice surface lost the power of the curse of hunting and falling, and began to condense again.

For the time being, the mercenaries had no way to take advantage of the night to return to the Red Maple Heights.

They had to camp around the frozen lake.

The beast mounts slid sideways to the same sound of the horn, pulley hooks and knots barely dragging the monster's stump from the imminently sealed ice.

The wooden wedges fastened over the corpse cracked ominously.

The power of hunting and falling is cleared.

All the flesh and veins of the bloody myriad have been turned into fly ash, leaving behind a huge skeleton.

It was covered with black prisms like the branches of autumn fruit trees. The bonfire was lit, and the camp of thousands of people was extremely lively, and the mercenaries who were fully prepared were collecting spoils.

　The serial book friends reloaded it. When copying from WORD, it was strung together, and it was mixed with the novels I read.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)