Heart of the Castle

Chapter 688 The first large-scale 3D live-action performance in history
Seeing that the northern sky a few kilometers away was filled with a dark red light, Sir Rodriguez, who was "fiercely" fighting with two death knights, swung his horizontal sword, and the catastrophic fighting spirit that had been suppressing the bottom line suddenly burst out. Cut off two-thirds of the black long sword in Hispros's hand, and sent the burly Sarabel flying with the two-handed giant sword in his hand.

This feeling is simply too strange. The opponent who was fighting with swords and swords and stalemate just now displayed an unmatched terrifying power.The memory of the last moment was still shouting and fighting, and Sarabel raised his dusty face with a dull expression. When he got up from the ground, he still looked unclear about the situation; but perhaps because he was defeated in the Hespros performed much better than his companions last time, the Broken Face Knight resolutely threw the broken sword at Sir Rodriguez's face, and stepped back at the same time, preparing to Pull out the saber from the waist of a Griffin Knight who fell not far away.

His movements can be described as quick and accurate, but he missed nothing, because the Griffin Rider, whose head was hit by a flail and whose neck was twisted at a terrible angle, suddenly turned over and sat up, and then held his head with both hands and shook it hard. Pull it, and it is returning to its original position with a "gaba".

"Hey, brother, didn't you see that the sky over there is burning red? We've already called it a day, are you still addicted to acting?" The gryphon rider's complaining voice was very dull through the visor, making the Hispros froze like a puppet that suddenly lost its operator.

Not far away, the Griffin Knight whose head was cut off by Hispros' sword not long ago also got up unsteadily, then walked to the side of his head that had rolled several meters away, and kicked it lightly. Feet, "Hey, it's enough to pretend to be dead, come back quickly."

The head was kicked several times, and then his eyebrows and eyes fluttered, showing a strange expression of exasperation, "Derek, I have endured you for a long time, don't keep kicking my dick, it hurts you know ?"

"Is there an organ like XX in the sneaky rotten sac?" The Griffon Knight called Derek muttered, then walked over and hugged the head with both hands, and placed it squarely on his neck. "Got it, now, shut up."

The scene of "corpses" climbing up one after another on the entire battlefield is quite horrifying, enough for those who don't know it to think that the dead are performing some terrible undead resurrection ritual.But in fact, the difference is almost the same. Although the members of the Scourge Knights are all composed of death knights, and for the sake of lifelikeness, the Griffin Knights who play the role of "war dead" are not living. The death knight who surrendered to Sir Sis, and the other part is the dead from the Magic Mountain with a clearer self-awareness.

The leader of the Scourge Knights, Eupondra, also got up from the ground, raised his head with his right hand and looked towards the north. Even though the distance was still several kilometers away, the scene of thousands of flaming meteors falling together was still magnificent. The death knights and skeleton warhorses, who were naturally afraid of flames, felt a little uneasy.

There were dark green flames jumping in Eupondra's eye sockets, and his expression became more ferocious because of the sword marks on his face, "If it wasn't for acting just now, then I'm afraid we are all reduced to ashes now." He said every word said in a low voice.

"Hey, you actually use our Scourge Knights as cannon fodder to die!" Behind the Headless Horseman, the deputy leader Sarabel spat at his feet, and then cursed fiercely. Old Immortal Bones" to "Rotten Demon Lord Hidden and Showing His Tail" are so vicious that those who hear them can't help but frown.

Eupondra patted his deputy on the shoulder hard, interrupting his endless cursing, and then turned to Levi Ston, "Your Majesty the Regent, what should we do now?"

"Now is the time to pay back some of the interest from those abyssal demons." Li Wei said as he jumped onto the back of the Dark Nightmare in the Northern Territory, and the knight's sword slid out of the scabbard at the same time with a clang.

"What interest?" Sarabel touched his head strangely, "Did the corrupt lord Anliot owe us any money?"

"Of course, this is the first large-scale 3D live-action performance in history, and the actors are expensive, so naturally the ticket price can't be too low." Mr. Dish said with an eerie smile on his face, "Levy Young master, let our last big-name actor appear on the stage, it will never lose to the magnificent scene created by these demons."

Li Wei nodded, and ordered a griffin knight beside him, "Blow the horn, and notify the first group of griffins in Dirk City to cooperate and counterattack!" Then he raised the knight sword high, and the blade was burning. The silver-white flame is like a torch that pushes back the thick darkness, "Taking advantage of the opportunity that those demons can't use the meteor fire shower for the second time within 24 hours, the Griffin Knights attack with the whole army!"

More than a dozen military horns blew fierce and high-pitched tones, piercing the night sky like sharp knives. When these horns were blown, rounds of tiny magic runes glowed on the surface, making the sound of the horns under the effect of magic Resounded through the sky.Flame Wheel Knight Willpus, who was standing on the top of the city of Dirk, suddenly had an expression of surprise on his face, and then put down the bronze speculum in his hand, "Glen Worm, come out!" He shouted, The voice was hoarse and broken due to tension and lack of water, but under the blessing of fighting spirit, it was like a thunderbolt, which was shocking.

Before Wilps finished speaking, a reply came from the tower next to him, "Sir, I am here, please give me your orders!" Then the young face of the servant knight Glenn Worm appeared on the stack of the tower. Between the battlements, there are signs of exhaustion from not having a good rest for two consecutive days and two nights.

"Listen, Lord Li Wei's troops are nearby." Wilps stretched out his arms towards the darkness outside the city, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and they struck each other like flints in the night, "Glen Worm, According to the prior plan, now is the time for you to blow that horn!"

Glenn Warm's eyes widened all of a sudden, and all the exhaustion in his body seemed to disappear at this moment, "I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time!" A military horn with three silver hoops.

The shape of this horn looks exactly the same as the legendary victory horn of Arthur I, that is, the horn blown by Iron Fist Knight Dragomson at the enthronement ceremony of Her Majesty Fleischer I. , the material is like rusty bronze, but the volume is much smaller.Grunwalm raised the horn to his mouth, took a deep breath, his chest swelled up, and then blew out a loud and forceful long sound that shook the entire city of Dirk.

In the next moment, the sound of the horn reverberated over Dirk City, and then spread in all directions. It didn't seem like a small horn coming from Grun Worm's mouth, but the gate of the kingdom of heaven suddenly opened, and countless angels blew it. The trumpets of the sky resounded through the clouds!This is the sound of battle that inspires soldiers, this is the solemn sound that arouses the fighting spirit of the weak, and it is even more sacred that makes the eyes of believers of the gods burst into tears!The clouds covering the starry sky suddenly scattered in the reverberating horns, and the silver moon and red moon like scimitars appeared on the sky with the bright starry sky, shining endless light of stars and moons, like countless burning fireflies, and like It is the gods who have returned to the earth at this moment.

Grunwalm felt as if a flame was burning in his chest, his facial muscles twisted and trembled, and his lips were scalded by the scorching horn. But he was unwilling to stop playing the horn, why did he stop?All the pain and fatigue are no longer important, the only important thing is to blow down, let this sound fill all the gaps between heaven and earth.With the rapid inhalation sound, the young knight's chest bulged violently again, and his cheeks bulged even more into a bloodshot ball, as if they were going to explode in the next moment.The three silver hoops on the horn exploded one after the other with a surprisingly loud sound, and then white-hot light erupted from every inscription and every line on the outer wall of the horn, as if there was a fierce burning fire inside. sacred flame.

The sound of the horn sounded from the top of Dirk City was exceptionally loud and forceful, suppressing the ensemble of dozens of horns from the Griffon Knights, and even suppressing the sparse roar of the meteor rain that finally landed.The sound of the horn also spread to the huge blood-red mask. Both the Abyssal Balrog and the Abyssal Alchemist covered their ears tightly with their hands in disgust, and at the same time looked at each other, their eyes were full of fear and uneasiness, and some even showed On the ugly and ferocious face.

Of course, Ramsdon, the lord of mad war, and Anriot, the lord of corruption, did not cover their ears. Instead, they recognized the sound coming from the direction of Dirk City with solemn expressions. Bobo seemed to be a terrifying sound that could burn the eardrums.The Berserker Lord Ramsdong finally couldn't bear it any longer, let out an annoyed growl, and then stretched out his scale-covered right hand to hold it in the air.

Accompanied by a sound like a sheepskin water sac being crushed, a strong abyssal magic power spread out in invisible ripples, and the terrifying sound wave from the direction of Dirk City was immediately isolated and disappeared, causing many people to cover their ears The struggling Balrog and Refining Demon breathed a sigh of relief, and put down their hands one after another.

However, the corrupt lord Arriot showed an uncontrollable anger expression, "Your Majesty Ramston, what are you doing?" He asked while raising his hands and making a gesture, as if he wanted to disperse the mad war lord. The soundproof enchantment, but seemed to have some scruples, and finally put it down. "Just now... I was about to recognize the strange power attribute contained in that voice just now, but it was completely destroyed by your sound-proof barrier."

"What's the use of identifying it?" The Lord of the Berserker stared at him with burning red eyes. "Anliot, let's face the reality. This plan has completely failed. We must leave here immediately and wait for the next opportunity."

"No!" The corrupt lord roared through gritted teeth, "I will never admit it, the plan has not failed yet, our two legendary powerhouses join forces, plus these powerful Balrogs and Alchemists, and an army of tens of thousands of undead as cannon fodder, As long as you pay a certain price, you can completely wipe out the Griffin Lord and the more than 100 knights around him!"

"More than 100 knights? Anliott, I'm afraid you haven't figured out where the plan failed this time?" The Lord of the Berserker snorted heavily, with more irony than anger in his tone, The scene of the knights duel just now was clearly an act. The Calamity Knights probably had already taken refuge in the little griffin. This plan was clearly understood by the little griffin from the beginning to the end. What are your accusers? I'm afraid even my bone pets are unreliable!"

The anger of the corrupt lord Anliott was frozen on his face. After a few seconds, he shook his head vigorously as if he had just woken up from a dream, as if he couldn't understand what he had just heard. "This...it's impossible, His Majesty Ramston, there must be something wrong." His voice was between roaring and howling, full of despair and fear, "I never made this plan complete Tell those members of the Council of the Dead that even if they have surrendered to the Griffin Lord, they cannot reveal it."

"The spellcasters are all scheming and cunning guys. I'm afraid your plan has been guessed by them a long time ago..." The voice of the Berserker Lord suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned his head behind him, his deeply sunken eye sockets burning. Blood flames danced wildly, "Gods should die, what is that?"

The corrupt lord's face was uglier than that of the Berserker lord, and he was as stiff as a stone sculpture, "I read that right, is that... the heaven... an angel descending?"

The location of the two demon lords is about three kilometers away from Dirk City. Even if the demons have strong night vision ability, they cannot see so far through the dense night without using any auxiliary magic.But now everyone can clearly see the dilapidated city walls of Dirk City, a brilliant holy light like a pillar of heaven tearing through the clouds and descending from the sky, the darkness and silence of the night have been driven far away in front of the holy light , the reverberation and the sound of the horn under the sky suddenly turned into a loud hymn.

A figure surrounded by holy white light stepped out of the sky pillar, and spread out a pair of white wings behind him. The sound of the hymn suddenly became several times stronger, and even the sound-proof barrier cast by the mad warrior trembled and cracked, faintly heard in his ears. Come to the sound that makes the devil extremely painful.The light on that figure seemed gentle, but it pierced into the eyes of many demons like a red-hot blade. Several weaker abyssal demons even looked away involuntarily, and the eyes were like purple silk threads. Thin blood flow.

"It's an angel, and it's still a blazing angel, quasi-legendary... no, a legendary blazing angel!" Ramsdong, the mad warrior lord, suddenly stretched out his hands towards the sky, and a scorching lightning accompanied by a thunderbolt exploded from the sky. It fell into his right hand, and then condensed into a giant electric sword with crackling blades; what appeared in the left hand of the Berserker Lord was a long flame whip, the end of which was divided into nine fiery red whip tips, like each other. It rolled and twisted like it had life, and countless tiny runes swirled and spun out.He gripped the two powerful magic weapons tightly, and they fought each other in the air, then roared and gave orders. "All, prepare to fight!"

"No, we should retreat immediately!" The position of the two demon lords seemed to have suddenly undergone a subversive change. This time, the one who advocated retreat became the corrupt lord Anliott, "Your Majesty Ramstone, the Griffin Lord is still there There are two legends, and if you add that seraphim, it will be three against two, in terms of the number of legendary powerhouses, we are too disadvantaged!"

"Anliot, do you think I don't want to retreat?" The mad warrior lord kept looking at the place where the golden holy light was shining in Dirk City, and he didn't even look at the corrupt lord, "But time is fleeting, and the space here Blocked by the second link of your stupid plan, even the teleportation technique of jumping flames, how can we retreat safely under the fierce pursuit of the griffin lord?"

"But..." The corrupt lord clapped his hands together, summoned the sickle-shaped keel wand, and held it tightly in his right hand, but the expression on his face still showed reluctance, "... After all, it is necessary to use the second enemy Three, His Majesty Ramston, how should we allocate our opponents?"

"The blazing angel and the gray-robed necromancer will be handed over to you to find a way to hold them back, and I will deal with the black-armored scourge knight." The mad warrior Lord Ramstone made a proposal, but when he saw the corruption When the lord Anliott's face turned ugly, he immediately changed his words and said, "Hold on, just hold them back, or let me hold off the two opponents, the Seraph Angel and the Scourge Knight, and you can defeat them as quickly as possible. That gray-robed mage, then help me deal with the remaining two enemies."

The clean cheeks of the corrupt lord twitched a few times, and countless tiny maggots wriggled under the skin again, "I... most of the undead magic are curses, diseases, and toxins, and there are very few high-damage spells. I can't defeat that gray-robed mage quickly..."

"Then assign the opponents according to the first situation. You delay the time, and I will attack with all my strength." The mad warrior interrupted the corrupt lord unceremoniously, "The power of death is restrained by the power of fire, although the violent power I possess The fire is not as good as the Flame Domain that burns the lord, but that knight of condemnation should also be a legend for the first time..." He thought for a few seconds, and then came to a conclusion, "Anliot, you just have to do it for me 3 minutes is enough!"

"Your Majesty Ramston, I am the leader of this operation. Why do you give orders to me?" The corrupt lord's face showed an expression of shame and anger, and he raised the dragonbone wand threateningly, "Don't forget, this is His Majesty's own orders!"

"Thanks for your reminder, Anliott, I almost forgot it just now!" The Lord of the Berserker mocked coldly, "Also, let me inform you of those bone pets, and let them immediately attack the Dirk City defenders with all their strength. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, I hope that the fierce attack that goes all out can at least delay the speed of that blazing angel's arrival on the battlefield."

(End of this chapter)