Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 347 You fly very high

Explosions, shouts, and the sound of arrows piercing the air were intertwined.

For a moment, everyone didn't know whether they were on the legendary Ashes front line or in the countryside north of McCalla...

Everyone is surrounded by a strong sense of unreality.

Is this a dream? And it's still a nightmare...

Ever since that small floating city slammed into his own invisible floating city, enemy attacks rained down from nowhere.

No one knows where the opponent is.

Where did it come from?

how many people?

What levels are they at?
do not know.

The only difference is that they don't have that familiar emblem on their bodies...

"Annihilation Earth, use Annihilation Earth to surround our defense matrix. It can at least interfere with the opponent's shooter's sight. This must be an elf shooter!

He could only barely protect his vital parts with his shield, breathing heavily.

But no matter what, your floating city shouldn’t be without warning, right?

After all, this is a night battle.

Although the external coating of the floating city looks like a black iron board that has been soaked in water and swollen and dried in the sun.

But except for this, everything else is exactly the same as the floating city they threw in McCalla!
But when they left, they clearly dismantled everything that could be dismantled... That thing couldn't fly at all.

They were a group of knights bathed in holy light and holding swords and shields, at least two hundred of them!

With his voice and physical actions, these black knights who only thought about escaping finally gained some sense.

What the hell, is this a strong wind arrow?
It's not like he hasn't dealt with the elves in the east, but the power of this arrow is almost as powerful as a small ballista...

The bright silver light armor, the familiar style, even the curvature of the shoulders are exactly the same.

But at this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in front of the black knights!

What's even worse is that their commander is in the sky, in the floating city, but now...

God knows how this thing comes close.

Ryan lowered his body, trying not to expose himself to the opponent's view as much as possible.

Someone murmured.

One by one, they followed Ruian's example and stepped onto the ground of annihilation.

Although Ryan escaped, the situation was not much better.

Even though these black knights are extremely confused, they cannot change the cruel reality that they have not received any information support.

He mobilized energy, concentrated it on the shield, and knocked the lower edge hard on the ground!
boom!
The shadow flames flowed in all directions, spreading out in a circle with a radius of more than two meters.

Didn't it mean that they were led by a sixth-level soul hunter? Are the perceptions of these people just decoration?

It is like the sun rising slowly from below the sea level, coming from the dark night...

After being assigned to a fringe city like Godero City, he often interacted with people who followed the footsteps of the shadows. The most common among the latter were rogues and rangers who were good at shooting cold arrows.

...

At the critical moment, Ryan barely dodged by turning his head, but the arrow still missed his helmet and flew past.

But even so, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the sky.

boom!
The shadow energy attached to his helmet barely deflected the arrow, causing it to deviate slightly and fly backwards.

Screams came from behind, but an unlucky man failed to block them.

"Put up a shield, set up a shield to defend, and retreat in an orderly manner. Don't panic!"

If you observe it with the naked eye, it will be even worse.

Although Ruian's training speed is average, he has relatively rich combat experience.

Shaking his head vigorously and listening to the screams around him, Ryan felt that he could not go on like this.

There is such a huge floating city floating in the sky, why wasn't there a warning?

But in this way, the shooter hiding in the dark can only see large tracts of shadow flames using the eagle eye technique.

Thanks to the standard weapons on their bodies, their skin was only burned by the corrosiveness of the shadow, and they were not likely to die for a while.

Where is the warlock accompanying the team? Where is the supervisor?

"E-Eternal Dawn?"

He half-crouched on the ground dizzy, half of his head seemed to have been suffocated with a big iron rod, and his head was buzzing.

Whoosh!
A green arrow with strong wind pressure was aimed at his head.

Like, so similar.

totally no idea!
Because this is not what they, the black knights, should know at all!

As if to confirm his suspicion, a loud noise suddenly came from behind the team!
boom--

The holy light soared into the sky, and the unabashed heat caused the black flames around them to deform almost instantly.

The clusters of shadow flames were like chocobos stretching their necks, desperately trying to use themselves to kill the holy light in front of them.

Ruian felt chilled.

It’s over.

Where the holy light towered into the sky, there were carriages belonging to several important figures.

It’s not that those people don’t want to give them a warning, it’s that they can’t.

……

"Who are you!?"

After taking a holy light blast from Gawain, Leon finally couldn't help shouting these words.

He is a sixth-level soul hunter An Song hired at a high price to deal with Lloyd. His specific occupation is a warlock. As a special combat unit specially trained by the Shadow Temple to hunt down powerful wild undead souls and necromancers, his sensitivity to necromancers is no less than that of the Crusaders on the Ashes Frontline, and he has also served secretly on the frontline. experience.

Logically speaking, it would be enough for him to bring so many people into McCalla to deal with a level six necromancer.

But as soon as we got closer to this damn countryside, troubles came one after another.

All spellcasters in the party - whether priests or warlocks.

No matter where it is - on the ground or in the sky.

Anytime, anywhere, every moment, the nerves are forced to be in a state of high tension.

It was as if there was a group of unscrupulous people hiding in the air, staring at them with malicious intent.

The caster's high perception allows them to capture this extremely small wisp of murderous intent.

But it is too small to be truly noticed by them and then killed.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

In just half an hour, all of them were tortured to the point of death, with splitting headaches.

This situation actually intensified as they got closer to McCalla...

At this juncture, a paladin "sneaked" into their side.

Yes, dive in!
Although everyone put away their senses to prevent themselves from being tortured by this weird "murderous intention".

But the paladin in front of him, who was at least level 6, actually "sneaked" into their team like a transparent person, then trampled the carriage to pieces with a single kick, trampled to death an unlucky shadow priest, and then struck with another holy light. The battlefield was completely torn apart.

Leon reluctantly cheered up, and he noticed that there were not many living people left around him.

Those who can block this sacred impact, and those who can react and hold up the shield, must be at least level five.

Faced with Lyon's question, Gawain gave an answer very honestly.

"Gawain."

Leon felt a chill in his heart: "Gawain? Are you not dead?"

Eternal Dawn... Eternal Dawn has come long ago?
He thought about many things in an instant, and the intense fear and anger made his heart feel like it was on fire!
"Yes, I'm not dead."

Gawain replied, drawing his sword.

He pointed at the other person.

"You are sick, and it is not too late to receive treatment."

"I'm sick of you!"

As his emotions got the better of him, the roaring flames were released from Leon's hands, shooting out from left to right like two shackles.

Gawain stepped on his foot and rushed towards the opponent.

Feeling the aura of annihilation coming from these two pillars of fire, he suddenly felt an absurd feeling.

Seems very weak...

During the past period of time, he had frequently sparred with the warlock named V.

He originally thought that Heine wanted his skeleton to gain experience, but who knew that after the fight, he was the one who improved.

He was not a spellcaster, so he couldn't explain why.

He just felt that if this spell was released from V's hand, the long whip condensed by the shadow flames would be like a living thing, instead of being lifeless like this.

Snapped!
Gawain deflected one whip with his shield, then rolled to the ground to avoid another.

The moment he stood up, he threw out the shield wrapped in the holy light.

Leon held a black-gold metal staff with both hands. The tip of the staff was a long-horned lizard with a mouth that breathed fire.

This is the Temple's Fire Stick Plus, a more powerful Dragon's Breath Staff.

As the staff was activated, jet-black flying balls of flames spat out from the lizard's mouth, like powerful and heavy cannonballs, instantly knocking away the shield.

But taking advantage of this moment, Gawain had shortened the distance between the two to less than three meters.

Seeing that the opponent lowered his figure and was about to eject in the next second, Leon's staff hit the ground hard, and the shadow threads that had been spread under his feet like a spider web tightened suddenly, binding Gawain in place.

Then, he turned his staff, pointed it at the ground, flew into the sky with the huge recoil of the flames, and tore a scroll in mid-air.

The light wind surrounded him, as if lifting a feather.

The staff was riding on his crotch, and flames spurted out from the tip of the staff. He was as free as a bird in the air, flying far away.

If nothing else happens, he will escape next.

Escape from this "countryside" full of lies.

He is confident enough in his flying skills that even if the opponent has the help of an elf marksman, it is impossible for him to shoot him down.

He also made a mocking gesture towards Gawain.

Even if the shadow entanglement cannot restrain the opponent for too long, this moment of stagnation is enough for him to fly high into the sky.

What he didn't know, however, was that Gawain wasn't offended at all.

He broke free from the restraints and watched the other party drifting away in confusion:

"It's actually the same as what they said..."

Gawain murmured.

The next second, Leon, who was still making gestures, suddenly felt a strong wind pressure approaching him.

He felt a chill in his heart. A huge creature had broken into his range of perception, but he didn't even have time to react.

He only had time to subconsciously turn his head and look behind him.

In his last glance, he saw an ugly floating city.

Its surface was as pitted as dry bark, and some places were deformed, as if it had just suffered a heavy blow.

Along with it flew a line of words:

"You fly so high!"

(End of this chapter)