rune hunter

Chapter 379 The Sacred River
The small river outside Bambolo City had already been blocked when the defense line was established, leaving a muddy land outside the defense line.At that time, El declared that the reason was that compared with this river less than ten meters wide, this kind of muddy riverbed could delay the footsteps of the undead army more.

Objectively speaking, this reason also has some truth, at least it played a certain buffering effect in the war last night.At that time, Ron was still thankful for El's foresight, because undead magic tended to be cold in nature. If Lich Klein could cast spells with all his strength, it would not be difficult to freeze such a river.

Although he contributed the holy sword Ainris, Ron himself knew the limits of the holy sword. He never thought that El would use that sword as his real hole card, and it was impossible for him to know the holy sword. What kind of power will be exerted in the hands of the chosen people of the sun god.

As the gap in the temporarily built dam was opened, the river water that had been accumulated for several days suddenly rushed out like a wild horse.It is not the muddy river water containing silt that you see every day, but the holy water that radiates light from the inside and the outside.In an instant, it seemed that a ray of light piercing through the dark mist suddenly appeared on the ground.

The holy sword Ainris can transform a certain amount of clear water into holy water. The reason why there is a limit on the quantity is that it is now an unowned thing, which cannot be supplemented by man-made divine power, and relies solely on its own constant divine power , at most it can only exert [-]% of the effect.

But under the full infusion of Tiana, who is a voter, the holy sword immediately returned to its heyday, enough to transform an entire river into real holy water!
Although Diana's physical strength is not enough to drive this holy sword, but just relying on its sacred aura in its heyday, putting it on the defense line is enough to discourage the army of undead.As a legendary weapon that has left its name in history, the power of the holy sword Ainris is no less than that of the wind marks in El's hands, and it was given the name of "Holy Sword" for expelling evil and maintaining justice. It has a unique advantage in fighting the undead.

But what's the point if it's just to keep the undead at bay?As Lich Klein said, as the mouthpiece of death, time is always on their side.El has neither the strength nor the mood to stay here to waste time with the army of undead. His goal, or rather his ambition, is greater.

As the first battle of the hunting corps on the stage of history, he wanted to completely wipe out this undead army that was chasing after him like a follower.In this world, he has always relied on his strength to speak. He believed that as long as he showed his fangs, from now on, no matter the Sect of the Damned, the Truth Society, or other goddamn things, they must be careful when calculating their remnant soldiers. Think twice - this is the most basic law of survival of the fittest in nature!
The graveyard demon in the darkness stretched out its body as much as possible, forming huge mounds on the ground.The undead troops who died of the plague and were awakened by the cursed sect, their rotten armor still has the emblem of the Timberwolves engraved on them. They were once the most rebellious warriors in the north, but now they have long lost their proud spiritual will, leaving only a blank space With his own body and fighting instinct, with hatred for the living, he launched an attack on the object he swore to protect.

The undead warriors holding high the flag of the broken gray wolf launched a full-scale attack on the human defense line, without command or tactics, and as undead, they did not need this extra burden.The lich Klein gave only one order in his fright and anger, that is to attack with all his strength at all costs, and completely overwhelm the last pride of human beings with numbers!

After last night's fierce battle, the river in front of the human line of defense has completely turned into a mud pit, filled with the remains of the undead and human bones.Not to mention the undead warriors with only bones and skeletons left, even the knights who were charging on horseback would have a headache if they got stuck in this mud.

It's a pity that the undead warriors have long lost the feeling of "headache". They just follow the order and move forward, even if their actions are blocked, it doesn't matter, 10 minutes or an hour?As long as you can reach the opposite side, it doesn't matter how much you sacrifice and how much time you spend.

At the moment when the dense undead warriors filled the river again, a faint roar suddenly came from the darkness in the distance.Looking from a height, one can see a silver line appearing from the dark shadow in the east, gradually growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it is close to the eyes in a blink of an eye.

"That... what?" Lich Klein stared blankly at the silver light in the distance. As an undead, he always had some limitations in perception, and he couldn't judge the answer at this distance.But his intuition as a silver-ranked powerhouse kept sending out warnings, and the faint sense of threat and oppression made him tremble with fear.

"Could it be that some great person from the temple made the move? No...retreat immediately!" The feeling of danger was imminent, and the Lich knew that he had no time to think about it, so he called gold and withdrew without hesitation.However, he, who was not good at military affairs, didn't realize that the undead army did obey the command unconditionally, but this didn't mean that they could reach the level of prohibition.

It is not easy for the undead army that has launched a full-scale attack to stop immediately and turn around to retreat.It might be possible to switch to Eastalen's army, but for the followers of the Cursed Sect, this is obviously an impossible task.More than a thousand undead warriors crowded inside and outside the river, the troops that had received the order began to turn around and retreat, while the troops that had not received the order continued to move forward, and the two troops that had no sense of autonomy collided immediately.

At this moment, the river water carrying the sacred aura rushes down from the upper reaches!

"No—!" When Lich Klein saw the rushing river, his mind went blank, and he couldn't help screaming.It was impossible for him to imagine that the stubborn human beings on the opposite side were still hiding such cards.

A whole river, hundreds of tons of holy water!Lord of Death, is this the main god of a certain camp of order personally intervening in the mortal world?

Even the Lich himself couldn't believe the crazy idea that popped into his head, but he didn't know that he almost guessed the truth.The chosen people of the gods are the embodiment of the will of the gods in the mortal world. Tiana, who has the identity of the chosen people, represents the will of the sun god in every word and deed.

The amount of river water that has been accumulated for several days is far beyond the capacity of the current river course. The temporary defense line established by the human side has played a role in blocking the flow of water at this time, causing all the river water to sweep towards the undead side.

Ron stared at El, his face full of shock.He didn't understand until now that the real purpose of this temporary defense line that was built overnight and extended several kilometers to both ends was not to resist the attack of the undead army at all, but to pave the way for the last trap!

Recalling the young lady who could wield the holy sword, Ron realized that this trap had been designed long before he came, and the holy sword he offered was for this already insidious enough Traps are ten times more powerful.

This is not a very sophisticated tactic, it can even be said to be like a trap set by a hunter when he catches a fox, it has no technical content at all.It's a pity that the Cursed Sect is impossible, and they don't have the leisure to learn the most basic military knowledge.They are used to unreasonable unilateral crushing, and they have never had the concept of tactics.

And now, they are about to pay the price for their ignorance and underestimation of the enemy.

The holy water blessed by divine power is a good medicine for ordinary people to treat diseases, but for the undead who are not tolerated by the world, its power is no less than the poison that seals the throat when seeing blood.The roaring river rushed in, sweeping away all the undead warriors stranded in the river, not even the stubble of bones survived.

After being blocked by the human's temporary defense line, the excessive river water gushed out of the river directly and rushed towards the position of the undead army.The graveyard demon let out an earth-shattering wail, and its huge body was soaked in the holy water and melted and shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.Without the support of these huge monsters, the zombies and undead warriors gathered around them could not be spared.Even if it is lucky that it is not contaminated with holy water, it will be squeezed into a meatloaf by the graveyard devil's huge body twisting.

"No! How dare you!" Seeing that the elite troops he had worked so hard to build were destroyed in the blink of an eye, Klein the Lich roared angrily. Hood stood up, stretched his hands to the sky, and shouted:
"The will of the Lord of Death cannot be questioned! If you try to fight against death in vain, you will never be reborn forever!"

The violent death power descended from the sky and condensed into his body. The death power far beyond the current body's capacity almost caused the Lich's body to disintegrate directly, but he pushed his hands forward with a strong breath, The violent icy breath rushed towards the direction of his finger.

The temperature between the sky and the earth suddenly dropped by a notch, and the magical spell cast by the Lich Klein at any cost summoned a storm that filled the sky. The dark world suddenly turned into a snow-colored silvery white. The appearance of the invisible wall slowly slowed down.

The two sides on the original battlefield involuntarily withdrew from the battle, and the ice and snow with the smell of death and the river full of sacred breath launched a fierce confrontation.The conflicting divine powers collided unreservedly in midair, turning everything they passed into a piece of fly ash.

The Lich screamed, and the thirteen Cultists of the Curse took a step forward without hesitation, and at the same time burned their remaining soul fire.The temperature in the sky dropped again, and the blizzard representing death finally gradually suppressed the rushing river, condensing the holy water raging on the undead army's position into ice, and forcing it back into the river bit by bit.

Seeing that the situation was finally under control, the Lich secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could completely relax, he saw another brilliant fireworks rising from the opposite human line.

The shocking long horn sounded in another direction!

(End of this chapter)