Heart of the Castle

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When the vampires were in a bitter battle, a large amount of undead poisonous mist was spewed out from the bone tower again, but this time mixed with the poisonous mist were countless wraiths and ghosts flying out, and the ghostly green translucent body flickered. Now, he drifted towards the black clouds fighting in the sky.

The ghost's touch is cold and cruel, piercing through the heart like a winter blizzard, snatching the last trace of enthusiasm from the body of life; the cry of the wraith is full of despair and mourning, enough to suppress the courage in the warrior's chest and magnify them Fear of death.Moreover, these abilities are all aimed at the living. For undead creatures, their touch and howling are not lethal.

More than a dozen particularly huge bird-shaped black shadows swooped down from the sky, their black wings flapping the air, and their mouths made a sharp sound.The big crows who were fighting with the vampire-incarnate bat immediately became violent when they heard the sound, screaming frantically, and pecking and clawing at the vampire bat.This onslaught made the vampires flustered, and they immediately gathered together, sending out lethal sound waves to defend.However, in the blink of an eye, the black crows had already spread their wings and dispersed, leaving only air in front of the vampire.

"These damned crows!" The largest vampire bat cursed, and at the same time, his body swelled violently. A cloud of black mist enveloped his body. After a blink of an eye, the black mist dissipated, and the vampire bat had returned to its human form. The gorgeous dress with purple and black as the main color wraps a strong body, and the skin membrane wings become a black cloak attached to the back.The other vampires also returned to their human forms one after another, and then slowly fell towards the ground.

Vampires in human form are far more powerful than bats, capable of tearing apart heavy cavalry in steel armor with their bare hands, and can drink the blood of their victims to restore themselves to damage.However, this form of vampire does not have the ability to fly, and can only slowly glide down with the help of dark magic power, voluntarily giving up the battle in the sky.

The black crows screamed triumphantly, and then dispersed in a crowd, disappearing into the gloomy sky. Neither their sharp beaks nor sharp claws are good weapons for dealing with ghosts. For such incorporeal enemies, most of the physical attacks are will fail, and magic attacks will bring more than multiple kills.

The huge birds that swooped down from the sky at last did not flinch, but swooped towards the ghost's translucent body emitting a faint green light.Only after flying close can they be seen clearly. It turns out that these creatures with black wings are not particularly large crows or other birds, but a strange creature that mixes the characteristics of humans and crows.They have the beautiful faces and plump breasts of young human women, and their soft and charming expressions are enough to melt the will of steel. However, what stretches out from the shoulders is not white and greasy arms, but huge wings that are as black as night, and the body below the chest shrinks rapidly. , the lower body fully embodies the characteristics of a bird, the lower part of the legs covered with feathers, is a pair of equally black bird claws with sharp fingertips.

Both ghosts and wraiths are monsters whose hearts have been distorted by evil undead magic. Their only consciousness is full of fear of death and resentment towards the living, and they do not have any positive emotions.The dark green translucent body was connected into one piece in the air, while letting out a shrill and shrill cry, while facing those strange creatures that were half-bird, half-human.

Those incorporeal creatures were greeted by purple-red light bullets scattered all over the sky.

The vengeful spirits at the front didn't even have a chance to protest, they were battered and battered amidst howling miserably, and then dispersed into a foul-smelling poisonous mist, while those behind them scattered one after another, preparing to resist more violent attacks.However, the black crow witches who launched this round of magic missile attacks did not stop at all. Their wings flapped the air and flew upwards again, flying high into the sky at a speed that the ghosts who could only float could not match.

"Among these dirty and stupid swamp creatures, there are also spellcasters?" In the bone tower, a lich said in a stunned tone, "If these spellcasters joined in last time..."

"They also couldn't reverse the final fiasco." The lich with the most gorgeous robes came to a conclusion coldly. "The crushing of the undead army cannot be resisted by just a dozen low-level spellcasters. As for the additional losses caused by them, it is not worthy of our concern."

The six crystal balls in the middle of the Bone Tower suddenly emitted bluish-white light at the same time, forming a portal as tall as a person, and then a figure walked out from it.This person was wearing an old-fashioned gray robe, with dust, dirt, and burn marks of alchemy potions accumulated on it for an unknown period of time, and the original color could hardly be seen clearly.This gray-robed man was not an undead creature. Although his hair was disheveled and drooping like straw, and his face had an unhealthy bluish-white color, he was indeed far from the dead.

"The ceremony of summoning the sage of Yinchen has been prepared. When can we start?" the gray-robed man asked, but his voice was different from his scruffy appearance. It was clear and soft. The cold taste of disregarding all life makes people feel very uncomfortable on the contrary.

"Master Youyue, it's not enough yet." A lich glanced into the crystal ball, "We still have some annoying little troubles to solve, otherwise it may interfere with this great ceremony."

The little trouble that the lich said included many things, among them, a group of werewolf cavalry riding snake-skinned beasts was galloping, and the bodies of skeletons and zombies were piled up like paper in front of the fierce collision and heavy flails. fell to the ground.A burly giant burning with black flames rushed to the front, wielding an astonishingly large giant battle ax in his hand, each blow caused more than multiple skeletons or zombies to be smashed to pieces.

The fighters of the aboriginal tribes are tough and brave, with strong attack power, but poor discipline and no attack strategy.If it was the usual encounter, they would have already rushed in in a mess, mixing with the undead creatures.At this time, it is the turn of the undead to take advantage of their numbers. The undead creatures, who are never afraid of death and loss, will slow down the attack of the aboriginal fighters, gradually exhausting them, and then the balance of victory will irreversibly tilt towards the undead. biological side.

But this time it was different. Although the main attacking cavalry was unstoppable, they did not go deep into the enemy's formation.Instead, they hit violently like a chisel, each time causing a small part of the skeletons and zombies to be separated, and then the werewolf infantry behind them swarmed up and quickly defeated these stragglers.This cautious attack method doesn't seem to kill too many undead creatures each time, but the accumulated results of the battle make it difficult for the Liches.

The gray-white ring on the front of the Bone Tower gradually disintegrated under the continuous impact, and the chaos was still gradually spreading to the left and right.This blow was considered heavy, but for all the undead creatures, the number was no greater than the loss in the previous battle.However, there are signals that the undead patrols are under attack from all directions, and two-thirds of the patrol teams scattered around the Bone Tower have lost contact. He could only follow the first order to stick to it, and was beaten again and again by the natives of the swamp.

The vampire and ghost troops sent to support were also not going well. Cloud-like black crows were flying in the sky, making noisy noises one after another.Whenever a vampire transforms into a bat, these ferocious birds will pounce down without fear, pecking and scratching the poor little bat like a rag.After losing the advantage of flying in the air, the vampires could only struggle to sneak around behind the zombies, dizzy by those slow-moving and foul-smelling things, and their desire to suck blood quickly decreased.

The ghost's luck was even worse. The Black Crow Witch's spellcasters were not of high level, and their number was not too high, but the magic missiles they emitted were precisely the deadly nemesis of these incorporeal undead. , there were more than a dozen ghosts screaming and turning into stinky clouds and poisonous mist and dispersed.The shortcomings of the ghosts' slow flight speed and lack of long-range counterattack ability are completely magnified here, and they are firmly restrained by the black crow witches who are far fewer than them from the beginning to the end.

"It's unimaginable, how could there be so many dirty swamp crawlers?" Seeing that the battle situation was at a disadvantage, a lich questioned, "If they can have a huge force to surround us, then why did they not survive the last battle?" Won't you take it out?"

"You mean to say that we, the voters of the Eternal Sleep Guide, were deceived by these dirty crawlers, and only these guys are the real main force of the attack, while the other directions are just pretending?" Another Lich said Burn the flames of anger.

"It is indeed possible." The lich wearing the golden crown nodded coldly and admitted, then raised the gorgeous long staff in his hand.

"Great Sleeper, please guide us to see through the darkness and see the truth in the eternal night, the eyes of the dead!" After a brief prayer, a green light suddenly burst out from the staff, and the crystal ball in front of the lich The picture suddenly changed rapidly, scanning a thousand-meter radius around the Bone Tower in an instant.

The result of the feedback from the spell made the ghostly green soul fires of all the liches flicker and dance.Except for the frontal aboriginal troops, there are only small groups of troops active in other directions. Most of these small groups are composed of amphibious troops such as hags, snakemen, and fish headmen. Very weak, but it takes little effort to ambush the undead patrol in a complex terrain environment.

In other words, apart from the troops on the front, the natives of the swamp had no extra strength.The anger of being deceived by the dirty reptiles who have always been regarded as mentally retarded made all the liches furious, and they all roared immediately.

"Dare to deceive Ku Ximo's messenger of death, these guys are unforgivable!"

"Let the death knight attack! Give those dirty reptiles some color!"

"Yes, use their corpses to make up for our loss!"

Only the lich wearing the golden crown seemed more sensible, "Everyone, we don't need to be angry at all." He said reservedly, "No matter how stubborn these reptiles are, as long as we complete the ceremony of the coming of the Yinchen Saint, Their deaths were inevitable."

This lich obviously had a high status among the victims, and his words made the liches slightly curb their anger, "Your words are very reasonable, these losses are insignificant compared to the fruits of victory we are about to obtain." The Lich looked at the chaotic picture in the crystal ball and said, "But if these swamp reptiles are allowed to continue attacking, the absolute safety of the ceremony cannot be guaranteed. Maybe an arrow or a magic hit will cause an accident in the ceremony."

"You don't understand at all." Master Youyue, who had been silent like a stone, heard the lich's doubts about the safety of the ceremony, and immediately opened his mouth to defend, with an unquestionable fanaticism in his tone. "After the summoning ceremony begins, this bone tower will become the core part of the ceremony, protected by the law of alchemy. No matter what kind of attack, it is impossible to break through the powerful law of alchemy and stop the ceremony."

"Master Youyue is right, but if these reptiles are allowed to attack, it will be a factor of instability." The lich wearing a golden crown stretched out a bony finger, and gently tapped the crystal in front of him. on the ball.

"Death knights stay to guard the tower, others, attack!"

The strategies of undead creatures are always so simple and deadly. The orders on the bone tower are like icy blades passing through the consciousness of every undead, and the terrifying sound that erupts immediately can tear the timid heart apart!

The werewolf cavalry, led by the Grand Knight Commander Donna, who was fully arousing the fighting spirit, was unstoppable. But as soon as the undead army started to counterattack, they immediately felt terrible pressure.This is not to say that their lethality has become weaker. In fact, when the skeletons and zombies swarm up like an avalanche, the killing efficiency of the werewolf cavalry has increased.However, after they killed ten undead, twenty or thirty undead squeezed up.However, it is like a roaring frenzy, which cannot be stopped at all.Black flames swirled around Tang Na's body, and the bear-headed battle ax swept over, splitting rotting flesh and bones, killing more than a dozen zombies and skeletons on the ground at one time, but before he could catch his breath, more undead It rolled over like a turbid wave, filling the open space he had just opened up, and countless bone spears and rotting limbs almost pierced his face.

"It's finally moving!" Tang Na's eyes flashed fiercely, and the bear-headed battle ax slashed forward again, viciously smashing into the chest cavity of an extraordinarily large zombie, which had already reached the peak of its fighting spirit. Fierce Fire's grudge exploded, and high-temperature black flames spewed out from the gaps in the zombie's body, engulfing all the surrounding undead in the flames.

"All retreat!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang Na roared again, and then clamped the snakeskin beast's belly tightly.The snakeskin beast looked like a bull, but in fact it was as smart as a war horse. It immediately understood Tang Na's intentions, roared, turned around and began to rush out.

The sacrificial drum on the small hill was beating again, this time with greater force and faster beat, but it was urging the retreat.The lizardmen archers once again sent out a round of dense arrow rain, and the tide of undead creatures suddenly stopped as if they had been scalded, and hundreds of skeletons and zombies fell to the ground.Some sane wolf-headed infantry took advantage of this opportunity to retreat one after another, but many red-eyed wolf-headed cavalry continued to charge towards the undead screaming strangely, beating them hard with their heavy flails until even People and riders were submerged in the frenzy of undead.

The sacrifices of these werewolves were not worthless, because taking this opportunity, most of the aboriginal troops successfully evacuated, but they did not go far away, but retreated towards the hills not far away, and regrouped.

The undead army rolled forward in pursuit, unstoppable, the forward was about to reach the hill guarded by the aborigines, and the rear team was still far away near the bone tower. .Standing on the hill, Tang Na looked far and wide, and found that his eyes could not see the end of this torrent. All he could see were gray-white and turquoise shadows shaking, as if dark clouds from the sky descended on the world, or as if The locusts are generally overwhelming.Together with their groans, bones rubbing, weeping and bursts of wild laughter, it became a chilling hymn to the darkness.

Even the aboriginal fighters who were ready to sacrifice could not help but feel a little commotion when they saw this scene, but none of them moved back, but seized the last time to prepare for battle.Hundreds of super-large shields nailed with a whole piece of water cherry wood were erected, the lower end was deeply inserted into the mud, and the support sleepers were placed behind it, which looked like a low wall.A group of werewolf elite infantry who had recharged their batteries came out from behind the shield wall, all wearing metal chain mail, holding all heavy flails in their hands, and the size of the barbed iron ball could catch up with the head of a human child.Behind them, the withdrawn lizardman archers were replacing the worn out bowstrings, and filling their quiver with sharp arrows.

The battle just now was very fierce, and the number of wounded was quite a lot, but most of the people who were able to retreat to the small hill in time were not seriously injured, and they all gritted their teeth and remained silent.Some shaman priests with painted faces and fangs hung on their chests murmured incantations praying to the ancestors or gods unknown to humans, exorcising evil spirits for them, and at the same time using some gray-blue moss and A strange-smelling herbal paste bound them.

A series of thunderbolts and lightnings rolled across the sky suddenly, and the blue spears of light pierced the dark clouds, the brilliance was dazzling, and it became dark again in the blink of an eye.The gust of wind also began to howl, making it difficult for everyone on the hill to breathe, and it also made Tang Na's brows twitch together suddenly.

This storm came at an inopportune time!Bad weather affects the living far more than the dead. The shortbow of the lizardman archer can't even shoot in this situation, and the long-handled torch used to resist the attack of zombies also loses its effect. Relying on the flesh and blood of a werewolf to fight hand to hand, this is a very fatal disadvantage to the aborigines whose number is far less than that of the undead.

Tang Na suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter made many aboriginal leaders with ugly faces look sideways at him.

"To borrow the words of a colleague, today is a good day to die!" Donna exhaled a long breath, adjusted his breathing, then strode across the shield wall, and stood at the forefront of the position with a bear-headed battle ax in hand.

The army of undead swarmed over, and Tang Na's body began to glow with black flames. When the tomahawk slashed the head of the first zombie with a whistling sound, the Roaring Bear sent a sentence to Li Wei's body through the blood alliance mark. heart.

"Blood of my blood, Your Excellency Leviston... I leave everything to you!"

(End of this chapter)