dark moon

Chapter 116 Leading to Victory
"Element, meteor."

Pointing his finger to the sky, the mountain elf's long hair moved without any wind, his face was completely cold, and his eyes were devoid of emotion, and some were just indifferent, indifferent to the enemy.Following her incantation, a meteor made of pure fire elements fell from the sky with a long comet tail. The green flames danced on the surface of the meteor, like the last madness before the end.

"Boom", fire shot into the sky, air waves rolled, and the high temperature brought by the explosion burned everyone's face. The ground was not damaged, but a group of skeletons in the center were directly vaporized by the high temperature, and even a little bit of bone residue was lost. None of them could stay.

"Hahahaha, the great Lord of Fire bless you and help me defeat the evil water demon." Taking advantage of Shuer's lack of intention to kick him, Moback roared out his long-planned thoughts with a war cry, laughing wildly. Four throwing axes were thrown, and immediately, a sharp battle ax circled at high speed and tore through the air, sweeping across all obstacles in front of it.

"Wahahahahaha, Mobak style charge!" Holding the handle of the shield with both hands, the dwarf took advantage of the momentum of throwing the tomahawk and rushed forward with heavy steps. His heavy footsteps fell on the sand step by step, wearing a The heavily armored body transformed into a siege chariot. As long as the fish that slipped through the net under the battle ax were touched by the shield, they were pushed away by the huge force and fell far into the sea of ​​skeletons.

"Hot, scald, scald, it's scalding me to death. That damn mountain elf must be planning to avenge himself, so he made the ground so hot!" Apparently the dwarf had been holding it in for too long, and continued to complain in various ways. From the spout, the already soaked combat boots stepped on the hot ground, and steaming white mist emerged, making the dwarf seem to be stepping on clouds and mist.

"Charge, charge." The dwarf roared and kept moving forward, and the bones of the lizardman broke under his trample, covering both sides of the road he walked.

His charge was very smooth, that's because two erratic shadows appeared and disappeared like ghosts, one on the left and one on the right.

The female swordsman relies on lightning speed, and Sapphire's speed is too fast. The sword is in front and the body is behind. The two seem to have merged into one, shuttling quickly between the skeletons.The afterimage is still on the left, and the main body has appeared on the right ten meters away. The enemies along the way are passed through like phantoms, completely unable to stop her even for a second.

Macajerun naturally relies on shadow travel. He really disappears and appears. There is no skeleton that can capture his position. When you see his figure, he has already escaped into the shadows and escaped from you. Out of sight.

The two of them were always guarding both sides of Moback, moving unpredictably from left to right, trying to clear a passage for Moback so that his impact speed would not be slowed down by too many enemies.

Shuuer was at the end of the team, and he was the only one who kept moving backwards.

Although the team moved forward very quickly, he was always under the heaviest pressure because he had to deliberately slow down his pace while facing an endless stream of enemies surrounding him.

He could not dodge or transfer, he could only follow the rhythm of his comrades, because once he left his position, it would open the door to the enemy.Behind him is the back of his teammates. If his teammates dare to trust him with their backs and move forward bravely, he must protect this trust and not let an enemy pass by.

It was under pressure that he showed his strength as a battle priest.

The people behind the break do not need to kill the enemy in large numbers, so compared with the attack position, it is another way of fighting now.

One hand has the holy scripture, and the other hand has the hammer. The hammer is the main defender, and the holy scripture is the main attack.

Xiu Er, who has reached the pinnacle in his home world, has mastered hundreds of fighting skills, and there are more than a dozen kinds of defensive swordsmanship alone.Using a mace to use swordsmanship, the small mace seems to become a solid shield, leaving no gaps for the enemy.

The tearing claws?Gently stirring the arm bone with the handle of the hammer can draw the skeleton's entire body away, causing it to rush into the group of skeletons and roll into a ball with its kind.

Biting fangs?The tip of the hammer knocked upwards, forcing the open jaws to close, and then hit the waiting hammer head-on, causing the teeth to shatter and become unrecognizable.

A whipped tailbone?That's even simpler. The tail is the thing that controls balance. You only need to give it a little more strength with your feet, and the enemy will immediately lose its balance, roll to the side, and be trampled by its own kind.

Once a large number of enemies try to hit you with their bodies, it's time for the offensive Codex to come on stage.

The holy book automatically turned a page, and six symbols representing divine words that could not be understood by mortals flew out from the pages of the Dark Moon Book.Although there is no entity, the ethereal words fly back and forth as if they actually exist, continuously changing their arrangement in the air and forming one line after another.

The hammer hung on the holy book, and Shuuer's mouth kept opening and closing, as if he was reading something, but no sound came out.

Of course, the words that the gods can only use are invisible, audible, and unknowable. Mortals will never be able to read, hear, or understand. Only the priests who are closest to the gods and most consistent with the personality of the gods can Only by divine grace can one master the few.A few are enough, because this is the real Holy Word, and this is one of the high-level divine arts, the Holy Word.

Although even Xiure couldn't hear his own voice, the power was real. The invisible and soundless power chanted from the mouth as the holy words came out, and vaguely sacred songs seemed to ring out all around. As soon as the lizardman skeletons came within five meters of Xiure, they seemed motionless as if they were frozen. Their color became lighter and lighter, their solidity became thinner and thinner, and their bodies became more and more blurred until they completely turned into nothingness. It's like it never existed.

The skeletons at close range were constantly being erased. However, at this moment, one of them suddenly broke free and pounced towards Shuer.

The Holy Word is indeed very powerful, but the requirements for its own strength are also very high. If it is used by the gods themselves, of course the Holy Word will be unfailing when exported, but it will not be so easy if it is borrowed by mortals.

Even with Xiuer's strength, he could only try his best to be effective against bronze-level enemies, and even undead enemies with the weakest resistance such as skeletons. If it were replaced by other creatures, it would only be able to achieve the current effect against black iron-level enemies. .

However, there were not only bronze-level undead in the lizard-man skeletons, but also many silver-level beings. The one that was jumped out was one of them. However, Xiul, who was attacked, seemed to be unprepared and had no reaction to the enemy's arrival.

Because it is not needed.

Even if he cuts off the queen alone, Shuer will not fight alone.

With a "swish" sound, a spear flew from behind. The heavy spear tip penetrated the silver undead's skull and jaw, nailing it to the ground.

Shuer was not surprised at all. He didn't even look back. He just raised the hand holding the hammer and gave a thumbs up to the reinforcements behind him.

"Yo yo, yo yo." The brisk deer call represents the deer's current mood, and the buzzing and vibrating bowstring represents her current behavior. Killing in joy is something only a strange race like the Lin Jing can do. It shows such a contradiction.

"For O'Fregen, for the furnace and the flame." Moback, who was in the front row, suddenly burst out with an unprecedented roar. He grabbed the edge of the shield with both hands and threw it out. The square shield, which was like a wall, was at least forty or fifty kilograms. It flew forward sideways while spinning, and no undead could block the flying shield with its body. Any enemy who tried would fly to nowhere.

"Captain, I'm in place." After steadily catching the square shield that flew back as it spun, Moback slammed the shield on the ground and stood upright at one end of the passage, just like a flag that would never fall. Unfortunately, It would be nice if he could shut up, "But I lost my axe. It was given to me by my father before he joined the craftsmen's association. No, it seems that I made it myself. No... Forget it, I can't remember it. , in short, that is my most precious axe, Captain, do you want... Oh, what is it? Hey, whoever hit me with my axe, damn halfling thief, I knew you stole my axe."

"I never dare to steal anything from an idiot. I'm afraid of contagion." Of course, the halfling Cajelen who had helped Moback pick up the ax long ago was the second one to take the position, so he had time to raise his eyebrows at Moback. Holding up a bent little finger, this is a contemptuous gesture in Halfling custom. As for the meaning, it is quite rude.

"You bastard, you should be thrown into the range of the captain's magic and let you disappear with the undead." Although Moback rushed to the front, he was obviously always observing the rear to know the battle process of Shuer. , although he was particularly curious about the disappearing undead, he did not forget his job. He slashed an undead near the entrance of the passage with his ax and firmly guarded the passage.

"Get in position." "Get in position." "Get in position."

Reports came one after another, and the team finally entered this tree-planting trough that was almost five meters long and three meters wide, with more than ten meters of depth on both sides, making this the best defensive area.

"Well done." Shuer was the last one to retreat to the other side of the passage. The strategy was half successful, and the rest was killing. "Moback and I each guard one end, and don't let go of a single skeleton."

"Moria, keep an eye on the bottom, be careful that any fallen enemies will jump up from below."

"Mia, go ahead and bomb as much as you want. Everything that moves is your target. Mirity, you can let Salem go out to play. Don't forget to put Kelly down first."

"Macajerun, your only mission is to keep an eye on Safu." After giving a very strange order, Shuer sighed and said loudly, "Safu, look here."

The female swordsman had long been accustomed to obeying orders. She turned around subconsciously, and then she saw Xiure inserting a long and thick hollow needle into the artery of her arm, and blood spurted out from the other end of the needle like an arrow. , accurately sprayed onto the ground in front of her.

(End of this chapter)