Heart of the Castle

Chapter 443 Breaking the Death Moon, Exterminating the Plague, Defeating the Undead

As soon as the black-armored knight finished speaking, Derek's headless body slowly sat up from the ground. The wound on the broken neck was healing, and even the damaged armor was repairing itself like a second layer of skin. "I have fulfilled my promise, General." A deep voice came from Derek's chest, "Now you should tell me the answer to the question, which majesty wants to destroy the Lord of Bones? It's the symbol The pale lord of the tower, the ghost lord of the ghost sea, or..." The headless death knight's voice was interrupted, and when he spoke again, his tone was full of cautious awe, "It's still my lord, the guide of the eternal sleep Kuximu... finally can't tolerate His Majesty Strath's evil experiments?"

The eyes of the black-armored knight flickered, "The answer is actually very simple. No matter whose hand it is exercised by, it is a manifestation of the will of our lord, Ku Ximu, isn't it?"

The warning words made Derek bend over in agreement, and then he stood up unsteadily, walking towards the place where his head fell.After his head was chopped off by the star iron giant sword, it remained in the corner without any movement, but when Derek walked over, the head turned over on its own, and a bloody face appeared. A ferocious and strange smile.

"Hey, Derek, I thought you forgot about me?" The head said in a weird hoarse voice, "The third magic node has been destroyed, and there is no garrison left. Those humans have done a great job." Pretty."

"Understood, now, shut your mouth." Derek said, then picked up his head with both hands, and placed it squarely on his neck. "General, now you give an order. Do you take the initiative to attack and destroy those humans? Or stay here and wait for the complete outbreak of natural disasters and plagues?... General?" He was surprised to see the black-armored knight open his hands, a bluish-white Light appeared between his hands, and then the light began to rapidly expand into a huge ball of light, completely engulfing the Wailing Throne.

In a hidden stronghold thousands of meters away, several dead men wearing black and gray robes were busying around a huge crystal ball. From time to time, someone would chant spells in a low and hoarse voice, and then the crystal ball would flash A pair of dynamic pictures.Three liches wearing magister's robes stood behind them, whispering to each other from time to time. The dark green undead flames burned in their empty eye sockets, making the atmosphere of the hidden stronghold even more eerie and eerie.

There was a sudden violent twisting and shaking of those pictures, followed by a loud explosion sound from the inside of the crystal ball, and at least one-third of the pictures on the outside disappeared immediately. "Three masters, the third magic node was just destroyed by those humans!" A deceased man wearing a black robe with three pale bone logos embroidered on his cuffs hurried over and bowed deeply to the three liches.

"Continue to monitor and pay attention to the movements of those humans." One of the liches ordered in a cold tone, and then turned to ask his two companions. "Do you want to inform the Lord of Bones, Strath, about this news?"

"There's no need to notify the Lord of Bones." Another lich reminded, "The headless horseman under Strath has a parasitic rotting sac, so he can definitely receive the same news immediately."

"I really don't understand, what the hell is Strath that guy doing?" No.3 lich snorted, "Although the destroyed magic node is not the key, after all, it also reduced the power of natural disasters and plagues by [-]%. He shook his skull in dissatisfaction, "We are fully capable of defending against the attacks of those humans. If Strauss hadn't insisted on shrinking our troops, we might even have defeated the remaining human forces in one fell swoop!"

"Don't be so resentful, the Lord of Bones should have his own measure." The No.1 lich shrugged, "You have seen the power of the golden rain just now, the power of natural disasters and plagues The power that can be temporarily suppressed shows that there is a great magister among human beings...or at least a magister who has a magic scroll of the level of a great magister. Are you willing to compete head-on with such an opponent? "

The other two liches looked at each other in blank dismay. Their wizard level was only at the level of a magister. For them, opponents at the level of a great magister were still a bit more dangerous. Although a lich was an undead creature that was difficult to kill, But they are very reluctant to use the phylactery to resurrect, which will at least reduce their magic power by one or two levels.

"Isn't Strass a great magister? Remember he claimed that he can defeat all opponents of the same level as long as he sits on his disgusting chair. Why didn't he deal with that human mage?"

"Defeating is not the same as killing." No.3 Lich explained to his companion, "If the Wailing Throne can add a head of a great magister, then the power will increase a lot, and it can even reach the legendary level... That's the real intention of Strath, Lord of Bones. Don't just reduce the power, even if the natural disaster and plague fail, as long as he can get the head, it's a good deal."

"He is blatantly violating the council's decision..." The first lich who spoke didn't finish his accusation, but immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the big clock tower in surprise.His two companions did the same thing almost simultaneously.

"What happened just now?"

"There seems to be a very strange magical fluctuation in the direction of the big clock tower!"

"Damn it, this is... the power of time-space magic." No.3 lich's ability to recognize magic is stronger than his companions, and the dark green flames in his eyes suddenly shook violently, "Something happened to the Lord of Bones! We go!"

"Why do you say that, isn't it possible that Strath is casting teleportation magic?"

"Of course it's possible!" No.3 Lich said in a hurry, "But why does the Lord of Bones use this kind of magic for no reason? Teleportation magic is either used for escape or summoning. Strath's subordinates are now Concentrate hundreds of middle and high-level undead creatures, unless he encounters troubles that require him to use this magic."

The three liches then turned into three green meteors soaring into the sky and swooped towards the direction of the big clock tower.However, almost when their bodies had just left the hidden stronghold, an almost colorless air wave suddenly spread around the big clock tower.This air wave came very violently, passing through the streets and alleys of Queensland City in the blink of an eye, and even the weak houses were blown to pieces. The three liches hardly had time to change their minds. The undead energy protecting their bodies was like Like a candle in the wind, it flickered a few times and then went out, followed by three consecutive insignificant bones breaking, which were completely covered up by the howling wind.

The key magic props for casting natural disasters and plagues are hidden under the Wailing Throne of the Lord of Bones. After the Wailing Throne disappears in the bluish-white teleportation light, what is revealed is a beautiful platform carved out of black crystal.This platform is divided into four floors, and each floor is carved with dense undead runes, with dazzling green lights shining on it.The highest level of the platform is carved into the shape of a base, and a dark green orb is placed on it.At first glance this orb looks like it has been polished from the purest emerald, but after a little attention, no one will misunderstand it.Because the green on this orb is spinning non-stop, and it makes a small but ear-piercing weird scream.

When the dark green light caught Derek's eyes, the death knight bent down in awe, as if paying homage to the orb. "Death Moon Magic Orb." He said hoarsely, with imperceptible greed in his tone, "One of the seven necromancer secret treasures passed down by the Council of the Dead is also a necessary thing to cast the magic of natural disasters and plagues."

"Derek, do you know this thing?" the black-armored knight asked in surprise.

"Yes, Your Excellency General, this treasure originally belonged to His Majesty Andusias, the Lord of Fel Energy who sued the Council of the Dead, but it seems that His Majesty was obliterated during an attack mission a few months ago." De Rick carefully put away his greedy gaze, he knew very well that this treasure would never belong to him, "Strace once showed me this treasure, and claimed that his Wailing Throne will definitely replace the Death Moon Law Orb, and he will also occupy the place left after the fall of the Lord of Fel Energy."

"Lord of Fel Energy, Andusias..." The name seemed to bring back some bad memories of the black-armored knight, so that there was an unconcealable disgust in his voice.This disgust then turned into a sneer, and the black armored knight slammed the green orb with his iron-gloved fist. However, with a flash of green light, his fist was bounced off, and even the slightest scratch on the orb was gone. None left.

"Your Excellency, the Death Moon Magic Orb is not something that can be destroyed by pure power." Derek carefully concealed his feeling of gloating, and explained to the black armored knight, "Every necromantic treasure contains a powerful The power of the undead can be called a legendary magic item, and now the power of natural disasters and plagues has strengthened the power of the Death Moon Magic Orb, I can't even think of any power that can destroy it."

"So that's the case." The black-armored knight said calmly, "Then, I'll try again."

Seeing the black armored knight raise that ugly giant sword, Derek was filled with a strange feeling. "Wait a minute, Your Excellency General, why don't you ask your master's opinion? The value of the Death Moon Magic Orb is extremely precious, if you can't withstand your test..."

"Then destroy it!" The black-armored knight sneered, and then the giant sword let out a scream that pierced the air. The dark sword light fell from the sky like a black waterfall, and the moment it was about to hit the Death Moon Magic Orb, the deep The brightness of the green orb suddenly increased, it was like a miniature green sun.The sneaky rot sac parasitized on Derek's neck suddenly let out a strange cry, and turned around to avoid the blinding light from the orb.

The powerful undead power erupted with the Death Moon Magic Orb as the core, and the entire clock tower trembled violently. For a moment, the dark sword light of the star iron giant sword seemed to be frozen in midair, as if It cannot break through the energy protection of the Death Moon Magic Orb.But then he chopped it down heavily, split the orb in half, and the explosion was deafening.

The destruction of the Death Moon Magic Orb also ended the natural disaster and plague, and the power of the undead covering the sky and the ground of Queensland City was quickly recovered. One after another, strands of green light shot out from every corner, and gathered towards the top floor of the Great Clock Tower.Those energies gathered on the Death Moon Orb that had been split in half, as if they wanted to restore this dark magic item, but the magic structure in the Death Moon Orb had been destroyed, and the powerful undead power contained in it was subsequently leaked After coming out, a blazing green flame immediately rose from the black crystal platform, and the big copper bell on the top of the tower was melted into hot copper slurry and splashed down after a few seconds. The green flame then burned through the top of the tower like a sharp knife. Like a sword, it goes straight into the sky!
The black-armored knight took back the star iron giant sword, and there was an obvious crack on the blade, but due to the self-healing properties of star iron, the crack was healing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Indestructible necromancer treasures?" He said to Derek, whose whole body was shocked to the point of rigidity, "their former creators told me that as long as they are cut down with a sharp sword, they are guaranteed to be broken into many pieces. Dross that doesn't get up."

"The creator of the necromantic treasure?" As a death knight, Derek has not breathed for many years, but after hearing the announcement of the black armor knight, he still feels out of breath. "The history of the seven undead secret treasures is very long, even surpassing the history of the Kingdom of Arthur... Their creators have long been lost in the long river of history... You, you actually destroyed the Death Moon Magic Orb! Your master is not Sue the members of the Council of the Dead!"

The big clock tower shook again, but this time it was not the power of the Death Moon Magic Orb, but because of the explosion of the power of the undead just now, the structure of this white marble building has been severely damaged, and even the entire top floor They all started to tip over.

"The creator was still talking to me half an hour ago, and he doesn't feel like he's been obliterated by the long river of history." The black-armored knight shrugged, then glanced around. "It shouldn't last long here, but before that, Derek, I have another question for you."

The death knight Derek straightened his head again, and took two steps back carefully, "The crime of destroying one of the seven necromancer treasures is a serious crime, knight, sue the council of the dead and won't let you go!" !"

"That's not something you need to consider now, Derek." The black-armored knight slowly raised the star iron giant sword, pointing the blade at the death knight's chest, "Now you have to make a choice, survival, or destroy?"

The colorless air wave erupting with the big bell tower as the core was extremely violent. Wherever it passed, those rotting blood zombies were rushed up like dolls one after another. Although their rotting bodies were not afraid of being stabbed by a gun, they were After being rolled up, they slammed into each other hard, but the damage caused was absolutely astonishing.As the tooth-piercing sound of bone cracks continued to sound, the death army that was once difficult for the northern coalition forces to deal with was being wiped out at a very high speed, even though some zombies were far away from the clock tower and were not buried in the hurricane formed by the air waves In the process, he also became dull and confused.These low-level undead creatures don't have any intelligence at all. When the restraint from the lich disappears, they give up the targets that are close at hand, and some wander around aimlessly. When they meet each other, they immediately hug and gnaw bit it; some stood still until the soldiers of the Northern Union Army chopped it to pieces.

Li Wei and others, who were attacking the second magic node, immediately felt the pressure drop sharply. The undead army guarding this magic node included more than 30 wraiths and a dozen vampires. The combat power of these intermediate undead was roughly equivalent to that of ordinary knights , if there were not nearly endless rotting blood zombies as cannon fodder, the Griffin Knights, City Guard Knights and Storm Temple Apostolic Knights alone could clear them out.

After the power of natural disasters and plagues disappeared with the destruction of the Death Moon Magic Orb, although the night was still dark, the feeling of sticking to everyone in the Northern Alliance Army and making their movements heavy and slow disappeared immediately. As if wading out of a swamp, everyone's movements immediately became easier.

The feeling of undead creatures is just the opposite. The power of natural disasters and plagues is a great nourishment for them. It increases the strength and speed of all undead creatures. At the same time, they also have the ability to regenerate quickly, so these are only at the level of ordinary knights. Wraiths and vampires can barely withstand the offensive of Li Wei and others.The moment the natural disaster and plague disappeared, at least a few vampires were slowed down by the sudden change, and their heads were chopped off and their chests were pierced by the opponent who caught the fighter.The Wraiths suffered even more damage. They immediately let out a miserable shriek, and their semi-corporeal bodies twisted and turbulent. Several Wraiths who were already traumatized even dissipated into the air because of this.

"Sir Rodriguez succeeded!" The female knight Fleischer was the first to shout, then the second, and the third, and almost all the knights and priests were shouting excitedly, completely Regardless of his physical fatigue and injuries.

"Sir Rodriguez succeeded, he destroyed the plot to sue the dead!"

"Praise God the Father, praise the mighty Sir Rodriguez! We are victorious, victorious!"

"Long live the Northern Alliance! Long live the Kingdom of Arthur!"

Cheers resounded over the sky of Queensland City. Amidst the thunderous cheers, the attack of the undead creatures melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun.The rotting blood zombies that were originally attached to the magic of natural disasters and plagues staggered and walked under the moonlight, and then fell to the ground one after another, melting into rancid blood; those undead creatures that came with the accuser rushed from various hidden strongholds. It came out that although the number was still large, they didn't have the slightest thought of continuing to fight, protecting the deceased in black and gray robes and quickly escaped.

As the evil magic dissipated, the silvery moonlight fell on the broken walls of Queensland City again, cheers celebrating victory came from many places, and even more joy surrounded Levi.Miss Frasier put her arms around the Griffin Lord's neck and gave him a heavy kiss, and then the strong arm of Archbishop Beauvais gave him a big hug, which made Li Wei's bones rang.More knights rushed up and lifted the young Griffon Lord high, and the priests sang the hymn praising Tomica who was in charge of the thunder loudly, and at the same time sang the name of Levi as a saint.

Everyone was rejoicing for the victory, only Earl Ansair showed a sad look on his face. His eyes looked at the corpses of the northern coalition forces lying in the city of Queensland, exhausted and sad. His eyes were intertwined together, making him look extraordinarily fragile.

(End of this chapter)