Beginning with the lizard men and traveling through the Middle Ages

Chapter 362 The Long Night ()

The brute force of Strig's Head crushed the lizard man's bones, and Lynch used a violent scepter to cut off its head, but in just a blink of an eye, a new head grew on its empty body.

The sun's rays burned its body fiercely, but the first-generation vampire's immunity to sunlight allowed it to avoid misfortune.

Lynch's forcibly torn arm grew back in an instant, and Wu Suoran's missing body parts recovered at the same inhuman speed. This was a fight that surpassed ordinary people's knowledge. The so-called weaknesses of ordinary people were between two worthy people. There is no meaning in being called a demigod.

The wrestling and collision between monsters overturned the swamp, shattered the plains, and then separated the deep black forest.

Two beasts with both speed and strength collide fiercely and powerfully at all times, turning even hills and mountains into gravel and powder between their bodies.

In the end, the explosion beyond the limit caused the wind of magic to rhythm, and the entire land was turned over by the brutality of the two warriors.

Abeson only saw a flash of black shadow, and the endless buzzing made his ears overflow with blood. Their little shelter failed to survive the aftermath.

Just the monster passing by inadvertently shattered the rock they relied on, and the ground seemed to have been plowed by artillery, with pits and gaps everywhere.

It was as if the two monsters had reenacted the battle between Emperor Magnus and Asava Kuhl outside the city of Kislev. The god-like fight left only confusion in the humble prayers of mortals, and no one was still pregnant. Hopefully, no one can save them from the monsters like natural disasters.

One militiaman could not bear the harsh noise and died of tinnitus.

When a gust of wind carried the rocks smashed by the monster and flew towards them, almost everyone could see what they looked like when they died.

The battle spread to the entire southwest of Sylvania. The fierce wind turned into an endless wind, the roar and roar turned into rumbling thunder, and the lightning cast by the great necromancer in the distance tore apart reality. , causing Sylvania to rain blood.

The constantly changing battlefields between the two were all broken into ruins and ruins. The dead Sylvania was once again full of vitality, but this liveliness was based on destruction.

From Torrent Pass to the north and to the south of the Pale Hills, all mortals who are willing to look up into the distance can see the continuous storm on top of Southern Sylvania.

The roars and hoarse neighs of beasts and beasts shattered the chaos in Sylvania. How many mortals could not see that a huge change had occurred here?

As if he realized that magic was indeed powerless against the lizard people, the Undead Supreme, who did not know where he was, gave up interfering with the battlefield here and focused his attention on an area that was easier to control.

The coalition forces of the Osterland and Tarabek Territory regained nearly half of the Ostermark Territory with overwhelming force. The still resisting legions gathered under the sound of artillery fire and jointly defeated the undead's stubborn resistance.

But the sudden Great Necromantic Curse awakened the ancient undead everywhere, and Simili was once again trapped in Baker Port, but this time they had enough warriors to deal with the undead's attack without entering into street fighting overnight.

The shouts of knights and the firing of muskets echoed throughout Baker Port. When the sound of guns gradually subsided, all the undead standing in the city had returned to the soil.

The city walls and fortresses that had not suffered much damage were reused. Swordsmen and knights patrolled around the city, while musketeers and gunners stood on the walls to guard against the undead outside the city.

Count Tasenik first found Simili who was leading a patrol of soldiers. Following tradition, the leader of the Black Guard Great Swordsmen was obliged to accept orders from the Elector of Osterland, so he did not hesitate to follow the count's orders. Orders arrived to garrison the port.

The warriors coming and going gave Simili a clear grasp of the future - the situation was getting worse than ever.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the ground is shaking slightly, as if there are a large group of unknown creatures passing underground. The great swordsman leaned down disgracefully, listening to the strange noises coming from the ground beside the port fortress.

The long sound of the bell was buried underground by dust, but Simili was sure that someone was ringing the bell below.

The city's drainage system has long since been sealed, and it is impossible for anyone to be underground now.

Another sharp bell pierced through all the obstacles, and there was some unspeakable depression in the night.

Some warriors with the same keen senses also discovered abnormalities coming from the underground. This is not good news. You know, there is a large wave of undead waiting for people outside the city.

The bell rang again, and the surviving residents in the city took up arms again. No one was in the mood to sleep. Even the boys and girls who were not yet underage had to pick up guns and spears to protect themselves.

Human beings are accustomed to persecution from the world. When the alarm bell in the city was sounded by the Elector of Ostermark himself, everyone found their own place in the fortresses and bunkers on the streets.

Another bell from the underground emerged more clearly in people's ears, and everyone was aware of the madness and chaos contained in it.

The bells, deeper than the night and colder than the depth of winter, rang thirteen times in a row. Apart from the noise of humans and the orders of officers at all levels, Baker Harbor was as silent as death.

During the depressing wait, Simili saw some bloated figures in the river like an illusion, but he quickly realized that it was not an illusion.

"Troll!"

His warning came a step too late. Before the gunboats converted from civilian boats on the river could reach the shore, the giant monsters hiding in the river climbed onto their decks.

The ship was either overturned by the combined efforts of several trolls, or was forcibly pulled into the water by the power from under the water. Without Simili's orders, the gunners and crossbowmen in the dock fortress opened fire on the river bank, but the darkness made the past The sharpshooters were completely off target.

A flare was hurriedly shot into the sky by the gunner. The sudden light did not bring warmth to humans. The monsters crowding the river made every soldier at the port feel the coldness of Moore as if it were an illusion.

The crude wooden boats of the beastmen were also exposed to the light, but now no one had the heart to laugh at their poor creations half-sunk in the water.

Gunshots and screams appeared in the city. Simili quickly climbed to the top of the tower and looked at the short figure that appeared out of nowhere in the city.

They look like bipedal rats, and there are as many of them as disgusting rats.

Every street was crowded with furry rodents. Their greasy black hair first desecrated the temple of Sha'erya in the city, and then destroyed the undefiled shrine of Mor, Sigmar and Verena. Not spared either.

Perhaps we should be thankful that Pastor Moore had been wiped out by the vampires during the first attack, and they would no longer be angry.

However, the Sigma Priest who entered Baker Port with the army could still burst out with terrifying power in his anger.

(End of this chapter)