Blood tax

Chapter 263 The Death Knight Is Watching You

"hiss--!"

The fallen elves present all gasped.

"Death knight!"

"Why does the death knight interfere with us?"

"What, what to do!"

Samuel's robe was soaked, and cold sweat rolled down his neck.His accomplices were ashamed in every way.

The cold horseshoes knocked deep in their souls, and the chill of fear and death choked their throats.

The death knight, the transcendent of Sequence 5, the strongest monster under the legendary demigod, the embodiment of death and terror in the world, is his presence the will of the gods?

The Lord appointed us to carry out His will, but could it be that the other gods, the life weaves of the great Void, were so dissatisfied that they sent the Death Knight Lord to interfere with us.

"Is this really a death knight? I haven't seen it before." Bronn trembled. He had never been so afraid since he was so old.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it." Another Sequence 7 elf knight swallowed and said.

The fallen elves whispered to each other, carefully sizing up the monster in front of them with timid eyes.

"You can't make a mistake, can you?"

I heard that death knights built their army with corpses, but looking at this dark undead monster, that's right.

I heard that they were shrouded in the extreme cold and breathed a bloody smell. This cold and bloody smell is indeed true.

I heard that their iron hooves are accompanied by fear and screams from the soul. I am really scared to death now!
This thing looks like, smells like, and feels like a death knight. Could this fucking be a death knight? !

What he said just now, declared to all the living beings on the earth and the gods in the sky that he opposed it.By the way, he objected, that is, the existence and will in charge of withering and recovery are opposing!What the hell, our mission was actually opposed by His Majesty the life weave thread in the Void Realm?

We, we have only choice to compromise, or die...

Although Samuel is a crazy believer in the evil god, he is not stupid.He stared at the skeletons and walking corpses that filled his field of vision, and completed his reasoning and guessing in an instant.He looked at the companions around him unwillingly, and found that everyone was pale, and the tallest and strongest Bronn had hidden behind everyone like a chicken.

Griffith did not leave them time to think and act.

"Minos, spread out the troops, and Gulatoni will also be handed over to you. These disgusting bastards like bat eye droppings, I will punish them!"

The corpses moved like a wall.

Seeing Galadia's torn clothes and face covered with blood and tears, Griffith was furious.With a ferocious roar, he drove away the servants of death, making them howl to pass over the ruins, roll across the corridor, and dash past under the collapsed walls, forming several columns to encircle among the broken ancient ruins.

The tide of corpses blocked the escape route, filled the four corners of sight, dispersed like a flood, and then gathered precisely like a clock.

In the blink of an eye, the fallen elves were surrounded.The unstoppable momentum seemed that even the gods of the heavens would tear down their thrones, and even the thousands of ravines would be flattened.

Griffith ordered the bone ring to drive away the living corpses and self-explosive balls to gather from all sides, and he rode his horse and sword to step on the blood.He wasn't worried at all about accidentally hurting Galadia, and he didn't care if the fallen elves would take her as a hostage.

No mercy, no compromise, when facing the heretics, be more cruel and crazier than them, let them fear me more than fear their gods!

Pojun's coercion was unleashing wantonly, and the fallen elves around Galadia screamed like a frying pan, some ran away with their heads in their arms, and some even grabbed her clothes and long hair and forgot to let go.They were not such cowardly and timid elves, but they had been preparing for the evil god's ritual. They had been corrupted by crazy evil and had become crazy, and they were intimidated by undead creatures they had never seen before, and they had no sense of proportion in front of the terrifying knights.

The corpse group launched an attack under the coordination of Minos.The psychic crystal resonated with the bone ring.

A group of living corpses suddenly embraced each other, merged with each other, and gathered into the body of Gulattoni, the suture monster.With its bulky body moving, it swung its bone chain and threw it towards Miss Elf in the crowd.

Bronn and the priest were grabbing the girl's long hair and hiding behind Samuel tremblingly.There was a whistling in the air suddenly, and a pale chain was drawn toward their faces.There was only a loud noise, and several fingers of Samuel who tried to block were cut off, and Bronn's eyeballs burst directly.

The bone chain entangled Galadia like a snake, pulling her across the rolling self-explosive ball to a safe rear.

A fallen elf screamed and fled towards the window, bumping head-on into the wave of corpses that surrounded him, and was instantly dissolved by endless acid.

"Stand, stop them!" Samuel still had some sense of sanity, endured the pain and waved his wand hastily, forming an insurmountable barrier of stance and being isolated in the hall.

However, his spellcasting alone was of no avail.Groups of living corpses easily bypassed like a flood on a reef, rolling in from both wings.

Griffith raised his hand, and the fluctuation of the fear technique hit Sevicius' brain, causing him to scream crazily, throwing his wand and fleeing.Desperate, Bronn drew his sword and tried to block it.But Lei Guang cut his saber and head in two with a single strike.

The elf priest tried to fight back with the holy light technique, but he hit the thick blood like cotton candy without leaving any traces.He looked at his wand suspiciously, then at the death knight.The ferocious blood energy has condensed into a pair of half-hanging eyes full of cruelty and murderous intent, staring at him, the bone-eating fierce light penetrated straight into the brain.

"Help!" The elf priest lost his courage for a moment, turned around and ran away in panic, and fell on the flat ground before taking two steps.He opened his mouth to pray to the evil god for help, but before he could speak for help, the iron hoof crushed his ribs and chest, and then stepped directly on his head.

The rest of the fallen elves all disintegrated, they fled like headless chickens, were caught in the terrifying tide of corpses, and were crushed into minced meat and stumps in a blink of an eye.

……

Death came so fast that before Griffith even vented his anger, a group of Sequence 7 elf knights, rangers, and priests led by Transcendents were wiped out.

"Forgive, spare! Powerful and noble Lord Death Knight!" Samuel, who had just stepped into the ranks of Sequence 6, barely escaped the interception of the self-explosive ball, but his life was still hanging by a thread.There were few intact clothes and skins on his whole body, and he prostrated himself on the ground desperately begging for mercy.

"This is all my lord's oracle, I can't refuse, it's just to execute, not my original intention!"

Griffith took a blanket from the saddle and put it on Galadia, turned his head and said coldly to the fallen elf:

"Ask her if you want to spare you."

"Miss Galadia, please forgive me!" Samuel begged for mercy on the ground like his human servant, "Give me a chance! I didn't know there is an agent of death guarding you! Give me a chance , please, please!"

"No!" Galadia said, "You will be torn apart by living corpses, and you will pay the price for your shameless actions."

Samuel despaired, and began to curse viciously:

"You stinky bitch who hooks up with death knights! Shameless necrophile, I curse you! My gods will curse you! My dead souls want you to live forever!"

"Samuel, do you know?" Galadia's voice was exceptionally calm, even with a hint of a smile, "Anger, resentment, and pain are death knight's favorite food, more, more! "

She patted Griffith's greaves on the Skeleton Army horse beside her: "Revenant or something, he likes it best!"

Samuel shut his mouth for a moment, terrified and didn't know what to do.It is well known that death knights feed on the spirits of the dead and take pleasure in enslaving the dead.Even after death, his body and spirit cannot escape slavery.

He was trembling as if suffering from malaria, and his face was full of flattery, begging, pleading and despair.

The beautiful elf showed a slight smile amidst the tears and blood on her face, and looked up at the knight beside her.

"Look! He really believed it!"

Griffith snorted softly, and stepped forward to block her sight.

Dense living corpses swarmed up, instantly drowning Samuel Sevicius and his screams with tearing and chewing.

……

The evil relic is emptied by the undead.

Hundreds of half-elves and dead humans stared at Griffith and Galadia with empty eyes, waiting for further orders, but also as if expecting something else.

They stood there densely, with freshly torn flesh and rags hanging from their teeth and bones.Some of them took down the characteristic crystals of the fallen elves, and presented them respectfully with their potions and equipment.

They approached step by step with blood-stained supplies, frightening Galadia to lean closer to the knight.

Griffith bent down and stretched out his arms to hug her, hugged her in his arms and sat down on the saddle.

Galadia's bracelet has been destroyed by the fallen elves, and it is difficult to get Ms. Sylph's support in a short period of time, and even if there is support, the number of enemies coming from all directions may be even greater.

Holding the elf in his arms, Griffith rode his horse and ran outside while softly calling: "Galadia."

"En!" The girl immediately raised her head, her excited eyes were much more tender and dependent than usual.

Griffith is very nervous. Now that the sky is getting brighter, there will be more and more enemies rounding them up. The effect of breaking the army is beginning to dissipate. He and these living corpses under his command alone are not enough to repel the army led by two or more extraordinary people. A siege by regular troops.He began to talk about the next arrangement in earnest:

"We have to hurry up. There are many fortresses and outposts blocking the way out here. A powerful army will arrive soon. I don't know how many of them are enemies. No one can believe it for the time being.

"The Extraordinary characteristics captured just now can create a stronger army for me. I can use them to organize the defense until Ms. Sylph arrives, or launch an attack to break through. But..."

He was nagging about the tactical plan, and Galadia looked up at him, her blurred eyes didn't seem to listen to a word.

"But I lack a strong combat unit. Although there are a large number of troops, it is still very dangerous when facing extraordinary people. It is very likely that we will not be able to defend them." Griffith felt a little anxious, "So, I decided to break through. Break through the north mountains, detoured from the corrupt forest."

Galadia lowered her head, curled up in Griffith's arms, tapped his breastplate lightly, played with his belt and scabbard, and smiled in disappointment: "Big idiot."

"..."

Our enemies are not just cultists, Canaan's regular army will also join in. Whether they know the truth or not, they will give priority to controlling Galadia, and then they will probably kill me.The original plans [-] and [-] are now difficult to realize. They have to cross the valley and enter the uninhabited, corrupted forest, and return to Yalan.My plan should be right...

Griffith apologized guiltily: "Sorry, we can't take the risk of dealing with more than two Transcendents. However, I still have to break out..."

Galadia took a deep breath, took off the muttering Griffith's helmet, looked at the serious face, stretched out her hand to caress the blood-stained face and hair, put her arms around his neck and raised her body. Come on, give me a deep kiss on the cheek.

"I didn't expect you to bring an army of undead creatures to demolish my house~"

This kiss made Griffith's body and mind vibrate, and the killing intent and aura dissipated:

"Oh, I'm sorry, according to this trend, I'm afraid I have to fight with your clansmen,
"More and more gods are sending agents, all of which are long-planned actions. We are just pawns on the chessboard."

"Yes, curses, plots and traps," Galadia said softly, "We are like cheese in a trap, used to attract mice."

Seeing her downcast, Griffith hurriedly comforted her: "Don't worry, we still have a chance to break the situation. Although the forces besieging us are powerful, they don't have much time left."

Miss Elf looked up at him, and leaned into her arm: "Well, I'm not afraid, and I'm not afraid anymore when I see you.

"If this is an unchangeable fate, I will face it bravely. From the moment my Griffith came to my side, I have no regrets."

"No, no," Griffith shook his head seriously, "I still have a lot of regrets, we still have a lot of things to do, and the story has just begun."

"Really?"

"Really!" Griffith began to gesture one by one, "The birthday present for you is still in my possession and it's not time to send it out."

"Hey, you."

"The birthday present you want to give me, um, it is countless times more precious than potion, I can wait for it."

"Innumerable times is a rhetorical technique. You can't ask randomly, you can't make that kind of request!" The girl thumped him twice, "What else?"

"Of course there are many more." Speaking of this, Griffith couldn't help but be full of yearning. "When we return to Homeworth, back to the life we ​​are familiar with, hehehehe, I am really looking forward to it."

As he spoke, he held Galadia's hand tightly, interlocking his fingers.

"Ah, you hate it, you will be seen by the professor and everyone, it's a violation of school rules!"

Griffith isn't shy about it: "We can go to town every weekend on our off day and no one will notice."

Miss Elf blushed and snorted twice, "Don't you study anymore? You can only go there occasionally, once in three weeks, um, once in two weeks~ Hold hands or something, and you can only go there when there is no one else."

Of course, when there is no one, hey, it feels more exciting.

……

They passed through the dark dense forest and valley, and ran towards a pass in the North Mountain.The army of undead creatures followed silently behind them.

On the wilderness far away from the road, pale will-o'-the-wisps flicker.In the dark woods, they can see the messy tombs and the dead world.

"Is this the cemetery of elves?" Galadia looked around suspiciously.

Griffith shook his head: "This is the cemetery of those half-elves or residents who should not appear in Canaan, the cemetery of those who cannot be touched. They were not cremated after death, and were sent here to be piled up indiscriminately."

He stretched out his hand towards the boundless cemetery, his rotting arms stretched out from the ground, amidst hoarse roars and ethereal, illusory ravings, the living corpses woke up.

More and more undead creatures gathered.Suddenly, some strange breath touched him.

Griffith put the elf off the horse and looked towards a remote open space:

"What's buried there? I feel like I could build an army out of them."

Miss Elf closed her eyes and felt it carefully: "It's a dragon eagle, a medium-sized magical creature that can fly. It's fast, flexible and agile, but relatively fragile. Many of their wreckage are buried underground."

"Then, it's them." Griffith jumped off the horse, took out a piece of Extraordinary Features and held it in his hand, "I'm going to try to resurrect them to fight,
"Hiss, to consume so many Extraordinary characteristics, war is really a money-burning business."

The very precious Sequence 7 Extraordinary characteristics were consumed in a blink of an eye, and he could only take out another piece in extreme pain.

"Are you saving these Extraordinary characteristics to sell them for money?" Galadia came to him curiously, stroked his hair, and watched the Extraordinary characteristics being consumed little by little, "What do you want to buy with so much money?"

"Well, what's the matter, save the money so that you can save some money when you propose in the future, so as not to miss the money in a hurry," Griffith's expression twisted in pain, "It's gone before it's warmed up. "

"Hahaha, miser!" The elf stretched out his hand and patted him on the head twice, "You will get the dowry."

(End of this chapter)