Lord Roar

Chapter 49

Sparks flashed as the Hualonghalberd rubbed against the ground, and with the ear-piercing sound of friction, the lower right tip of the Hualonghalberd pointed towards the Templar's thigh.

There was a sound of gold and iron clanging, and the painted dragon halberd left a light white mark on the templar's leggings.

The golden broadsword slashed head-on, Allen dodged sideways, followed the same pattern again, and the Hualong halberd swung upward again.

The templar's crotch was the same as before, leaving a light white mark.

The full-body armor of the Holy See Valhalla, except for the eyes, basically has 360 degrees without blind angles, and even the crotch is protected by a thick layer of steel plate.

"Are you a templar knight or a holy crotch knight?" Allen had to retreat violently after his two attacks were ineffective. The afterimage of the broad sword just made him a little scared.

The painting dragon halberd takes the steel essence of hundreds of scimitars, and then a rock hammer is poured into it and continuously compressed to make it extremely sharp.

It's a pity that I am not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I am afraid of comparing goods.

The painting dragon halberd shot by the half-barrel blacksmith in Qianshao County was completely misfired when it encountered the full-body magic armor produced by the Holy See.

The templar's left-handed meteor hammer was raised high and smashed down. Although Allen barely dodged and dodged, he still felt some pain after being hit by the falling debris on the ground.

"Divine Art. Binding!" Templar shouted again.

This time Allen saw it clearly this time, a burst of golden light shot out from the hilt of the templar's broadsword, but because the speed was too fast, he couldn't dodge it at all.

"Insidious enough! I thought it was some kind of ghost, but it turned out to be a thread." Alan twisted his body constantly just like Sally just now, but he couldn't move at all.

"If you still want to be shameless, sneak attack and sneak attack. It's really pretending to return Nima, return magic. Bondage, fuck you." The painting dragon halberd in Allen's hand slipped quietly, and after struggling, he tightened his grip. The fine line of the body is getting closer.

The templar's face hidden under the visor let out a sneer, raised the broadsword in his hand, and slashed out of the void again.

The slow sword shadow attacked Allen who could not dodge.

Just as Dina Thackeray was about to rush over to rescue her, a gust of gloomy wind blew from the direction of the castle gate behind her.

Several people turned their heads subconsciously, and when they saw the scene in front of them clearly, everyone gasped.

Hurent outside the castle changed color with the two ascetics.

The well-trained soldiers of the Flying Dragon Corps let out bursts of exclamation.

The solid wooden door in the castle was opened wide at some point, and the frame that was originally engraved with the family logo was covered with terrifying skulls, each of which also gave out a scalp-numbing grin.

The gate seemed to no longer lead to the hall of the ancient castle. At a glance, there were piles of bones inside and miserable green flames in the air, as if leading to a different world at the end of the day.

The old butler beside the gate looked pale, and he barely supported his body with his wand. He could tell at a glance that the magic power in his whole body had been exhausted, just to summon the gate of another world.

Carmet exclaimed in surprise: "Call from another world?"

As soon as the words fell, countless fist-sized green will-o'-the-wisps flew out of the gate, as if they were conscious, they passed Thackeray and others, and attached to countless corpses outside the castle.

Whether it was strangled to death by Allen or burned to death by flames, all corpses were spared.

Following bursts of sound like the sudden explosion of water polo, the flesh of the corpses covered by the green flames gradually fell off, and skeletons broke out of the corpses one by one, and the empty eyes looked intimidating.

Hundreds of skeletons stood up, and Dina's hair stood on end.

"The great wizard of the dead?!" Hurrent had outstanding eyesight, staring at Old Lacey in the castle with hatred.

The old butler waved his wand again, a huge black scythe protruded from the gate of the other world, and a huge skeleton in a black robe grabbed the door frame with both hands and struggled to get out.

Skeleton frame holding a black scythe, wearing a tattered black cloak, the lower body is shrouded in a black mist, and the eyes are shining with red light.

Allen felt his scalp go numb just now, and when he turned his head to look, he was taken aback, only to see a giant skeleton flying over his head, and a golden sword shadow was slashed with a scythe.

The sword shadow struck by the sickle was fragmented, and Allen finally escaped.

The giant skeleton that shattered the sword shadow did not stop at all, and its huge figure hit the templar.

A staggering templar who was hit had the meteor hammer directly on the head of the huge skeleton.

Like the original shrew who was about to catch Hua Xiaosan's face, the huge skeleton slashed on the shoulder of the templar with a scythe, and once again bullied him. The thick bone giant claws, just the nails are more than ten inches long, facing the templar The face of a knight is a paw.

As if the horn of battle sounded, countless skeleton soldiers outside the castle rushed towards Hurent.

Dina and Thackeray ran to Allen and helped him up.

"Take it easy, cut the thin golden thread on my body." Allen screamed in pain from being strangled by the thin golden thread.

Thackeray took a closer look, and then said to himself: "Is this magic?"

"I don't know!" With the help of Dina, Alan broke free from the shackles, pulled out the dagger from Thackeray's waist, helped Sally who was lying on the ground half dead, and cut it for a long time before finally Cut those fine lines that are barely visible to the naked eye.

Rock Hammer pinched the thin thread with his thick fingers, and murmured: "The spine of the high-level monster Golden Thread Snake?"

Allen couldn't understand at all, picked up the painting dragon halberd, and rushed towards Hurent after the skeleton army.

The cavalry who had completed their formation charged towards the skeleton army.

It's a pity that the bones of these skeletons possessed by the green light are surprisingly hard, and they will lose their mobility unless they are smashed to pieces, and they are tireless and painless.

The only thing the skeleton army has to do is to kill, to kill the creatures with flesh and blood before them.

The legionary cavalry who had fought against countless fierce enemies felt their scalps tingling. This was their first time fighting against undead creatures.

Hurent rode his horse and galloped, shouting: "Purify this group of evil undead with the holy words of magic!" After finishing speaking, he split the skeleton in front of him with a sword.

The two ascetics meet and smile wryly, the holy words purify?Looking around, there are at least a few hundred skeletons densely packed, not to mention whether the magic power in the body is enough to sustain the release of hundreds of high-level magic spells, how long will it take to purify them one by one?
The corner of Hurent's mouth was also slightly bitter. The green will-o'-the-wisp that flew out from the gate of the alien world was obviously attached to the dead body to transform into a skeleton. If I had known this, I wouldn't have sent so many infantry cannon fodder to die. to his feet.

When Allen rushed to him, Hurent didn't want to waste any more time, the situation was getting more and more out of control, just now the herald from the outpost county came to inform him that the Grand Duke of the Locke Kingdom led the first The frontier army of the Legion is coming. I originally thought that a templar could solve the people in the castle, but I didn't expect that the ugly old butler turned out to be an undead magister.

The giant death-shaped skeleton that ran out from the gate of another world, at first glance, is a creature with self-consciousness in the undead world. The army of skeletons that change forms can only kill purely without self-consciousness. As long as there is enough time, they can be eliminated. It was completely clean, but once that huge skeleton was let go, the consequences would be disastrous.

Although undead magic is shamed by all genuine magicians in the mainland, seeing one kills another, but it also depends on the level, the old butler has at least reached the level of a magister.

Not to mention whether he is practicing the Undead system or not, he can walk sideways in 90.00% of the mainland with just the word magister.

The magister of the undead department, a son of chaos.

Hurent felt that the outpost county was too crazy, and it would be a headache for the two of them to take one alone, but in the end they got together.

What is this hell and what is it? The Great Necromancer serves as the housekeeper for the Sons of Chaos, and the maid of the Sons of Chaos is also an awakened Titan bloodline.

If these three guys run out of the outpost county, once they attach themselves to the hostile forces of the Holy See, it is estimated that the Pope will have nightmares even when he sleeps at night.

Hurente no longer cared about hiding his strength, and his fighting spirit soared. The Martial King, who was approaching the fourth-level fighting spirit, was not comparable to a third-level executioner like Thackeray.

Hurent, who was riding on a giant horse, raised his sword horizontally to focus on his fighting spirit, and pointed at Allen, trying to kill him in one fell swoop.

(End of this chapter)