Necromancy God of Heroes of Might and Magic

2021-11-30

  Chapter 2273 The crisis is approaching    "You..."

The sudden arrival of reinforcements immediately caused pressure The heavy York was relaxed, and if their action took another step at night, the consequences would be disastrous.

"We already know about the abnormality on the master's body, so naturally we can't just sit back and ignore it." Vios, who held the giant sickle, answered York's doubts, "Thanks to Yusia's Help, her familiarity with Snow Mountain allowed me to pinpoint your location."

Following Vios's remarks, York couldn't help but put his eyes on the ice blue holy dragon body in the distance. On the top, there was a bit of gratitude in his eyes, at this critical moment, thanks to their presence, the hero's remains were preserved.

The arrival of the Sacred Dragon made the nearby wind and snow even worse, and her shot directly turned the tide of the battle. Under the scouring of the cold Ice Dragon, King ogre instantly turned into an ice Sculpture is fundamentally impossible to move even a little bit, while Savina on the side can still hold on for a while with the flame of the judge, but it is only a matter of time before she loses.

Seeing this situation, York is also relieved. With the protection of the Sacred Dragon at the top of the Legendary, he no longer has to worry about the remains of the hero being taken away. According to the strength of King ogre and the judge, There was no way they could make any waves under Sacred Dragon's hands.

At this moment, the strong crisis in his perception caused York to turn around sharply. He looked at a place in the snowstorm, where the outline of a silhouette slowly appeared.

"How could it be possible..."

The appearance of the silhouette made York cry out in surprise. He clearly saw that the silhouette was clearly the culprit that caused all this. , the stunning beauty from hell.

"King of Lust...Damn, how did you get on with her?"

As Archfiend, Vios, in this brief moment, also recognized the man's identity , holding the scythe, also trembled in this brief moment, if it weren't for the hostile position at the moment, according to the instinct in the demon bloodline, he would even kneel directly in front of the king, but at this moment, he still held his hands tightly weapons, keeping York behind.

"You're not her opponent, hurry up. Don't forget the task Rhodes gave you, we'll help you hold her back."

Besides, the ice-blue Sacred Dragon , After sensing the person's breath, she couldn't help but shrink the dragon's pupils. The threat that person brought her, the hero Moriel, who was very close to the giant dragon form, was no longer a level that ordinary creatures could contend with. She immediately spoke human's words, moved towards York instructed.

York, who was carrying the hero's remains, took a deep look at the two people behind him. Under their urging, he didn't say a word and moved towards the weak point of Fengxue.

Behind, even the whistling wind and snow couldn't cover up the loud dragon roar and Archfiend's unwilling roar. York listened to their voices, and his heart was long ago. He wanted to stop and face the terrifying enemy calmly, but he knew in his heart that once he did, it would lead to the failure of his previous achievements.

Even for the two behind him, York couldn't stop. Only by carrying the hero's remains all the way forward and finally fulfilling the master's order can he live up to their expectations.

The cold couldn't stop York, his heart was so hot. Finally, when York, who was running wildly, only felt that he was about to be exhausted, the wind and snow in the sky showed signs of subsidence, and the white snow in this brief moment also came to an end, what appeared in front of York was a vast expanse cracked desert.

The trail belonging to Gates of Hell has completely faded from York's eyes at this moment. He successfully crossed Snow Mountain, bypassed Gates of Hell, and returned to his hometown in bloodline from another direction.

After many attacks, once again set foot on the land of Crowlord, York's heart has long lost the initial excitement.

The vibrations from the ground in the distance are reminding York that there are countless demons sweeping over there. Although their target is not the Krulord Desert, who can guarantee that those demons will always be like this. ?   Physical exhaustion made York slow down, but his heart was always vigilant.

In this brief moment, York couldn't help but think back to what he had learned at Bracada. It is said that those undead creatures will not be tired, they have no sense of touch, and cannot be measured by all the normal flesh and blood creatures, but he himself is clearly not the case. For this, York can only attribute it to the magic of the master's ability.

Going deeper into desert, the past resurfaced in York's heart little by little. He remembered the many savage creatures who fought side by side with him in the battle for the throne. Unfortunately, he was the only one who returned here in the end. That's it.

As York moved forward, there were gradually signs of people in front of him, and a crooked stone building appeared in York's eyes. Green-skinned savage creatures live here, and with their craftsmanship, it's obviously impossible to make buildings as neat as Erathia, or as gorgeous as Bracada.

Among those buildings, what attracted York's attention the most was a tall stone tablet. In a row of short houses, the stone tablet undoubtedly appeared to be a crane in a flock of chickens. Go, there is a rare sense of solemnity.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, York did not choose Camp Barbarian. According to the habits of those savage creatures devour raw meat and fowl, if they find York, they will catch him and eat him raw. They can eat everything, and York does not want to get into any trouble.

At this moment, a loud dragon roar came from behind York.

Feeling the full-bodied meaning of the dragon's roar, York was instantly overjoyed. It must have been the Sacred Dragon who had defeated the powerful enemy. He also passed through Snow Mountain at this moment and was looking for himself. Looking at the sound, the scene in front of him made him panic.

York saw from a distance that on the back of the ice blue Sacred Dragon, the beautiful woman was standing with her arms and hands. She had a relaxed expression and a smile on the corner of her mouth. Threats, on the contrary, make people want to involuntarily approach and stay by her side forever.

"Not good..."

This discovery made York cry out, recalling the changes in Badu, he seemed to have realized that the holy dragon body What happened, didn't expect the tyrannical Sacred Dragon, who couldn't hold on for too long in the hands of that beautiful woman, and was controlled by her.

York, who was walking on desert, could not escape the top-down view of Sacred Dragon, and he was in danger of being exposed at any time.

Only the pursuit of King ogre made York battered and exhausted. When the enemy was replaced by the most terrifying Sacred Dragon among the giant dragons, York had no chance to survive.

Seeing that the Sacred Dragon was approaching continuously, York gritted his teeth, then turned his heart away, and rushed towards the Barbarian camp without looking back.

(end of this chapter)