Imperial Crown.

Chapter 129 Rescue
Viscount John's ears were filled with screams.

The defeat of the coalition forces and the withdrawal of the allies turned Viscount John and his Snow Maple Legion into an isolated island in the ocean of skeletons.

call--

The fist of the Plague Colossus, as big as a mountain, came crashing down with a sound of wind. Viscount John clamped his legs together, and the beloved horse that had been with him for many years instantly understood his master's intention, leaped forward, and just barely brushed past the huge bony fist.

His fist hit the ground like a falling meteor, splashing up a large amount of dust with a loud bang. The ground cracked and the vibration spread, instantly knocking all the surrounding skeleton soldiers to the ground.

However, the horse with electric horns and silver pupils suddenly jumped to avoid the attack, turned its head in mid-air, and had completely changed direction when it landed. It jumped lightly and stepped on the fist of the plague colossus.

Then he raised his four hooves and climbed up along the arm that was like a stone bridge!
The Plague Colossus didn't know what fear was, but it instinctively sensed something was wrong. It reached out to grab the Electric-Horned Silver-Pupil Horse, but the horse was too fast and it missed!

Viscount John stood straight on horseback, with the spear in his hand so steady that even if there was a cup of water on the spear, it would not spill.

Just as the warhorse climbed onto the shoulder of the plague colossus, its four hooves arched and straightened, and it jumped to the other shoulder of the monster.

At the same time, Viscount John moved.

The icy fighting spirit in his body ignited and poured into the tip of the spear, making the entire spear look as bright as a magic lamp.

whoosh-

At the tip of the spear, extremely condensed fighting spirit extended into a slender icy blade, splashing with chilling cold, causing layer upon layer of solid ice to form on the bones of the Plague Colossus.

Following the trajectory of the warhorse's leap, the icy blade swept across the gate-like head of the Plague Colossus, cutting through it horizontally, splitting the two dark green soul flames in the pupils into four pieces!
Solid ice began to spread and grow explosively from the head of the Plague Colossus, chasing the footsteps of the Electric-Horned Silver-Pupil Horse, but was always one step slower than it.

When the electric-horned and silver-eyed horse landed on the ground, the entire plague-mongering giant had been completely frozen.

Viscount John began to breathe heavily. He was no longer young, and the continuous high-intensity battles caused his physical strength and fighting spirit to decline rapidly.

As he scanned the battlefield, his mood grew increasingly gloomy.

Under the onslaught of the skeleton soldiers who had no regard for their own lives, the Snow Maple Legion carefully trained by Viscount John could only barely maintain its formation, and the 500 serf soldiers were beaten to pieces, and some of them had already begun to flee in fear.

In this situation, the more you run away, the faster you die.

If Viscount John returned to the main camp at this time, he could still save the army that was about to collapse, but...

The electric-horned and silver-eyed horse suddenly rushed forward, and the fist of the plague colossus smashed down behind it.

There was one behind him, one in front of him, and another one not far to the right. The giant monster whose lower limbs had been destroyed by him had now stood up again!

The three-headed plague colossus.

At this moment, the Plague Colossus opposite suddenly opened its mouth, and the gray-white undead fire burning all over its body flowed into the earth along its feet and spread, igniting the bodies of every undead creature in the range. The bones softened and collapsed like candles, and the gray and white soul fire flowed back and flowed into the mouth of the Plague Colossus.

Viscount John felt horrified and urged his horse forward, while his fighting spirit surged into his spear!

A knight's sense of honor does not mean being stupid enough to wait for the opponent to complete the killing move!
However, the necromancer hiding in the army had already locked onto Viscount John's position. He waved his staff, the power of death entangled him, and he chanted a spell softly. Then he raised his bone staff and aimed it at John!

A deadly white aura flashed across the bone staff.

Third-level necromancy, pillar shattered.

It was as if a bucket of boiling water was poured over his head. The icy fighting spirit that Viscount John had condensed suddenly dissipated, and then the bones all over his body began to tremble and shake, as if they had their own will and life, and wanted to leave his body at any time!

Severe pain instantly spread throughout the body. Even though Viscount John mobilized his fighting spirit to suppress it in time, he still vomited a large mouthful of blood!

Under the armor, every joint of his was severely bruised, the knuckles of both hands were torn, and the pain surged into his brain like a tide.

If it were someone else, there would be no way they could continue fighting.

But Viscount John quietly mobilized his icy fighting spirit to seal every wound on his body. The pain would not subside, but the bleeding had stopped!
However, at this time, the Plague Colossus had completed the condensation of the soul fire. The gray-white soul fire turned into a ball of dead white fire, locking onto Viscount John!
"Go ahead, old friend!" Viscount John's body was burning with icy blue fighting spirit. The warhorse under his crotch felt his master's determination, neighed, and galloped forward with lightning flashing all over its body!

The fire in the mouth of the Plague Colossus boiled and exploded suddenly, leaping, and the dead white flame splashed out like the breath of a giant dragon!

This flame has no temperature, but all materials melt wherever it passes. Bones, snow, dust and even the earth all become molten and mixed into a crystal of colorful colors.

The fire that burns the soul.

Viscount John held up his spear, and the ice-blue fighting spirit roared and condensed, forming an ice armor on his body. On the tip of the spear, the azure fighting spirit seemed to be leaping with life!
Collided with the deadly white fire stream!
The flames flowed like a tide, and Viscount John was like a reef in the tide, standing firm despite the raging waves of fire!

The huge impact force hit Viscount John, and was diverted by the electric-horned and silver-eyed horse under his crotch. This second-level monster lowered its head, its muscles tensed, and its four hooves plowed deep grooves on the ground, but it still raised its hooves and struggled to move forward!
The already severely injured bones were shaking wildly, and the wounds of Viscount John that were sealed by ice broke apart one after another. Blood mixed with broken ice flowed down, staining the gun handle red, and was pushed forward by the fighting spirit, making the entire spear stained with a hint of blood.

“For—glory!!”

Viscount John roared, and the azure ice fighting spirit surged. He thrust his spear up from bottom to top, and the ice fighting spirit created an arc, finally breaking through the surging stream of fire!
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of the Electric-Horn and Silver-Pupil Horse's mouth, and the horse's hooves were raised as it ran forward carrying its master!

The plague giant slowly closed its mouth, and its two thick arms gathered together and grabbed the warhorse!
Viscount John's fighting spirit exploded without reservation, and a biting frost swept across with him as the center. Icicles grew on the ground and welded the two arms to the ground!
The spear tip was swung diagonally, and a crescent-shaped blade was drawn with bloody icy fighting spirit, piercing into the head of the plague giant, and then came out from the back of the head and rushed straight into the sky!
boom--

The Plague Colossus fell to the ground, raising a cloud of snow and dust.

Viscount John slowly turned his horse's head, white mist overflowed from the gap in his helmet, his arms hung naturally, blood seeped out of the gaps in his armor and slowly dripped down the barrel of his gun.

The electric-horned and silver-eyed horse under his crotch was also exhausted. Its originally smooth fur was completely covered with sweat and could no longer flash with electric light.

The remaining two plague giants took heavy steps and began to approach Viscount John, like a death knell.

The elderly nobleman clenched the barrel of his gun, but was unable to even lift it. He still had some fighting spirit left in his body, but his body was on the verge of collapse.

I'm old after all.

Stroking the mane of the mount under his crotch, Viscount John showed a smile on his face.

It is better to die on the battlefield than in your bed.

But after death, this body cannot be left to those necromancers. The last of the fighting spirit condensed in his chest.

He didn't want to die like Morgan, in such a cowardly way: "Old buddy, let's make the last use of our remaining energy..."

The war has been lost, but every Plague Colossus that is still able to move is a huge threat to the lives of the soldiers. If one more is eliminated, more people may survive.

The horse with electric horns and silver pupils seemed to understand what its master said. It slowly moved its four hooves. It staggered a little at first, then it trotted, and then from the trot it turned into a gallop!
With his spear resting behind his horse, Viscount John's body slumped slightly, but pale blue ice began to condense on his chest.

Amidst the white bones on the ground, it was like a bright blue spark.

This broken body turns into a raging fire.

However, the electric-horned and silver-eyed horse suddenly stopped at this moment.

A trace of anger flashed in Viscount John's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a pile of bones being thrown into the air not far away, followed by the sound of rumbling horse hooves, and then a silver figure appeared in his eyes.

The icy fighting spirit condensed in the chest suddenly dissipated.

Raven's army is coming!
Eric took the lead, and under the trampling of his horse's hooves, any skeleton soldiers who dared to block him, no matter if they were cannon fodder or elites, would be knocked down, thrown away, or crushed!
Behind him were Raven's personal soldiers. Their sharp arrow-like formation pushed back the tide of skeletons, giving the Snow Maple Legion a rare respite!

A Plague Colossus also discovered Eric's whereabouts. It turned around and smashed down at Eric with its fist as big as a mountain!
Eric's eyes sparkled, and he didn't dodge or evade, but instead increased his horse's speed!
In front of the giant Plague Colossus, Eric's body looked as small and ridiculous as a toy.

With silver-white steel fighting spirit surrounding his body, Eric raised his shield high and suddenly crashed into the fist of the Plague Colossus like a meteor!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

next moment.

boom--

The huge sound of the collision spread along with the flying broken bones and snow. The enchanted shield obtained from the Heleti Treasury was almost smashed into a discus, and the arms of the Plague Colossus also had tear marks like biscuits, and broken bones splashed down!

The silvery-white steel fighting spirit surged in, flowing upward along the crack, and crushed half of its body with a clang!
"Shoot!" Raven gave an order, and his personal soldiers raised their crossbows and shot the fire-enchanted crossbows at the head of the Plague Colossus.

With a bang, a few white marks first appeared on the forehead of the giant, but as the flames invaded, the bones began to become brittle. When the first crossbow arrow pierced its brow, the flames spread uncontrollably, wrapping its head. More and more crossbow arrows shot in, engulfing the green soul fire in its skull!
The huge body collapsed with a loud bang.

"Be careful!" Viscount John shouted hoarsely, because another Plague Colossus had begun to prepare to ignite the Soul-Burning Fire.

Raven wiped his belt, held the dragon locust wood staff in his hand, pointed it at the plague colossus, and uttered a syllable.

The ground beneath the giant beast's feet suddenly turned into a pool of mud. It was not enough to submerge it, but it caused its huge body to fall over, and its originally wide-open mouth was submerged in the mud.

It struggled to stand up, and put its arms on the ground to prop itself up, but another mud spell had already fallen down, making it sink deeper!

The next moment, dead white flames surged out from the mud, wrapping the plague giant. In a short while, it turned into a ball of white clay.

Riding his horse to Viscount John, Raven handed him a healing potion. Viscount John was not polite. He lifted his visor and drank it himself. He then threw the bottle back to Raven: "Donald's good things were not given to me in the first place."

Raven smiled and nodded: "This is not the place to talk, Viscount John, let's go!"

"Let's go!" Viscount John nodded heavily and ordered loudly: "Snow Maple Army, follow the Eagle Army and evacuate!"

At the same time, the necromancer who had been staring at Viscount John showed a ferocious hatred on his face. He summoned five Plague Colossi in succession and asked him to sacrifice thousands of undead soldiers. Just as he was about to harvest John's soul, Raven showed up!
But since you are here, just stay!

He waved his staff, chanted a spell, and locked his eyes with Raven.

At this moment, Raven suddenly turned around and stared at him.

He found me! ?

This thought flashed through his mind, because the necromancer immediately got the answer. Raven had raised his staff, and flames condensed on the tip of the staff. Then a fireball whizzed up and headed straight for his face!

The fireball exploded with a bang, the charred flesh made a sizzling sound, and the stench of decay and burning spread at the same time.

The Necromancer was gasping for breath in shock - the mage's physique was not as strong as the knight's, and if he hadn't dragged a rotten soul corpse to protect himself from the damage, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die!

When he looked up again, Raven had already escorted Viscount John away with his personal soldiers.

With Eric and his personal soldiers leading the way, the Snow Maple Legion began to retreat in an orderly manner. Although the situation was tense, they also saw a glimmer of hope.

What surprised the Snow Maple Legion was that sometimes they were clearly in danger, but suddenly, the skeleton soldiers around them seemed to lose their minds and started running around and rushing around, which bought them a lot of time.

Maybe it's the protection of the priest?

For a moment, they looked at Lux with a hint of awe and admiration.

This was certainly not Lux's work, but Raven used the Eye of Truth to cast a spell and kill a few "herders".

Also because of the Eye of Truth, Raven can always find the weak links in the undead army, lead the team to rush over, and open up a new path.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when Raven broke out of the encirclement of the skeleton army again, the scenery in front of him suddenly opened up.

Finally, there were no more skeletons blocking them, and they finally broke out of the encirclement!

Cannon Fodder Skeletons don't move very fast.

Next, all you have to do is run away and leave the army of skeletons behind you!
A glimmer of hope appeared on the faces of the Xuefeng Legion and the serf soldiers.

"Hurry up!" Viscount John also recovered some of his strength: "Get rid of these skeletons, then we can rest!"

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(End of this chapter)