Witch Monastery

"We can stop the dragon this time, right?" he asked uncertainly, while Wang Du responded confidently, "Of course, we built so many magic towers in this city just to guard against him. If he really dares to come over, he will be bombarded by magic missiles!"

He was referring to the twelve magic towers in the rear. In the previous massive attack by the undead, they would rather let their soldiers die on the front line than let these towers fire even a single missile, in order to accumulate strength and save all the firepower for the possible but yet unseen dragon lich.

Wang Du's confidence made Sharma's expression relax a little, and his heart, which had been hanging in his throat, settled down a little.

But then, he saw that the dragon lich first turned over and rushed upwards towards the sky, almost becoming an invisible dot at the edge of the sky.

He flew high in the sky, circled behind the city, and then dived down towards a point!

"Wait, how come he...he..."

Realizing the destination of the dragon lich, Sharma's heart seemed to be grasped by a pair of big hands, and his eyes suddenly burst into tears: "No, we must stop him quickly!"

He had realized that the dragon lich's target was the exhausted holy elephants in the back that were resting and eating in the pool!

The holy elephants were now in a state of relaxation and rest, and the holy light on them had been extinguished. They were now defenseless and defenseless, and if they were attacked like this, they would surely die tragically on the spot!

This guy never showed up from beginning to end. He was hiding in the back, just waiting for this opportunity and then catching all his holy elephants in one fell swoop!

Just as Sharma thought, the fallen prince's target in the sky was the holy elephants that were eating.

Ever since the last time he fought with these sacred creatures, he realized how difficult they were to deal with and how much the holy light on their bodies could restrain his undead troops.

But at the same time, he also realized how huge the boost to his own strength would be if he could transform them all into undead creatures.

After all, the ultimate goal of the Fallen Prince is to fight against the Old One from the deep sea, so powerful combat capability is indispensable.

Therefore, during this period of time, he has been preparing to subdue these holy elephants, which led to today's battle situation.

Use a large amount of cheap cannon fodder to consume the energy of these holy elephants, and then take advantage of them to rest.

When they are weak, he will personally take action and kill them one by one, turning them all into undead!

After a whole day of fierce fighting, now is the time for him to reap the rewards!

"Roar--"

The silver dragon lich roared and swooped down with its huge body. The exhausted holy elephants were immersed in the pool of water, but their huge bodies could not find any effective cover, and there was no way to dodge!

The dragon lich landed on the back of a holy elephant, its sharp claws piercing through its golden fur and deep into its flesh. The holy elephant raised its slender trunk and let out a shrill cry. Then, the fallen prince on the dragon's back jumped off and stabbed the huge sword in his hand into the back of the holy elephant's neck!

Endless undead power surged around, and the golden fur on the holy elephant's body quickly dimmed. Soon it was completely transformed into an undead creature and became an undead weapon under the command of the Fallen Prince!

"Do not--!"

Sharma let out a desperate roar and quickly rushed to the habitat of the holy elephants, trying to stop it all, but it was too late!

The twelve surrounding magic towers began to operate, and the magic light on the top of the tower became stronger and stronger, firing magic missiles like rain at the fallen prince who rushed in.

However, what was despairing was that the firepower of the twelve magic towers was very dispersed, almost evenly falling on the fallen prince and the dragon he sat on. The former relied on the powerful magic plate armor, and the latter relied on his huge body, and they temporarily withstood these attacks!

They seem to be in good condition. At least before the magic tower destroys them, they can transform all the holy elephants here into undead!

Wang Du stared at all this in a daze. He thought this was the worst possible situation, but it was far from it. The holy elephant, which had been transformed into a spirit, raised its head and roared. It no longer needed to worry about its physical strength as it had become an undead creature. It staggered out of the pool and slammed its head into the tower that was launching magic missiles!

With a deafening roar, the nearly ten-meter-high magic tower staggered and collapsed, and the magic light on the top of the tower quickly dimmed, and nothing remained in the blink of an eye.

The firepower of the counterattack weakened instantly, and the Fallen Prince and the dragon lich he rode had more room to spare. They continued to pounce on the backs of the second and third holy elephants, wielding their giant swords and piercing their bodies...

At the entrance of the Holy Elephant Habitat, Sharma was watching all this with blood in his eyes. But he had no other options. His speed was far inferior to that of the dragon lich. It was too late for him to go over and provide support!

However, at this moment, something strange happened again.

The sun had gradually set, and the earth was shrouded in darkness. However, at this moment, the entire land became unimaginably dark, as if all light was denied, and even those with dark vision could not see any light at all.

Then, at the highest point in the sky, two moons slowly appeared.

Chapter 684 The Power of the Moon God

There are two moons in the sky, one is a full moon as bright as warm jade, while the other is a crescent moon with a cool light blue color.

Two moons hung together high in the sky, casting a cool glow together, illuminating every undead creature here equally, and making their bodies burn with cold flames like will-o'-the-wisp, before their bodies quickly collapsed and dissipated, becoming invisible.

Next to the harbor, Hawthorne looked up, his expression stunned. The moonlight also fell on him, but he did not feel the slightest discomfort, but felt very warm, as if he had suddenly encountered a stove in the winter night, and the coldness in his body was immediately dissipated, and he felt warm, comfortable and relaxed.

He realized that it was definitely not the real moon, but a being far more powerful and sacred than he had imagined, pouring its power here.

That is the power of the Moon Goddess!

However, the gods can no longer directly interfere with everything in the material world at will.

and so……

Which priest is channeling the power of the Moon God?

He didn't know, but in the warm and peaceful atmosphere, the undead that were rampaging in the city fell one after another. Their bodies turned into ashes, the fire of their souls was extinguished, and the souls that were enslaved and tortured by the power of the dead regained their freedom and went to the kingdom of their respective gods.

This was an indiscriminate attack on the undead creatures, and it enveloped the entire city in one breath. It was countless times stronger than the moonlight from Tirlastro that could only cover half of the deck!

This is a force that is enough to reverse any battle situation in an instant!

In front of him, the Fallen Prince also felt this energy. He turned his head to look up into the sky, where the moonlight continued to shine on him. He also felt that every part of his body was burning, as if he would be completely vaporized and dissipated into nothingness in the next moment.

Beneath him, the soul fire in the Silver Dragon Lich's pupils began to flicker, and around him, the holy elephants that he had just subdued were now showing signs of imminent collapse.

On the contrary, after being illuminated by these rays of light, the exhausted holy elephants began to recover their strength quickly one by one. Their golden fur began to quickly regain their sacred light, and then they raised their trunks and made excited elephant sounds.

Suddenly, the Fallen Prince hesitated. If he was facing a group of exhausted holy elephants that could not fight back, he could have calmly, even leisurely, killed them all one by one, and then

Turned into undead.

But if they regain their strength and gather here again, then...

No, I can't stay here any longer.

If we continue like this, the losses will be even greater. We might even destroy the holy elephants that we have already obtained by the moonlight and these holy elephants...

Forget it, there is no need to rush. Today's harvest is enough, it is better to retreat temporarily, and wait until more troops are gathered, and then go to plot for the remaining holy elephants, it will not be too late.

Thinking of this, he turned around and ordered the silver dragon lich to take off, heading straight for the distant sea.

Behind him, the holy elephants that had been transformed into undead followed stiffly, first crashing through the jade-like fence and then crushing it to pieces.

They completely ignored the city's roads and rushed forward, knocking down countless houses, crushing carriages and horses, and even trampling many undead souls into meat paste, just to follow the fallen prince and retreat with him.

Finally, they jumped from the side of the harbor and fell into the sea, where they were blocked from the moonlight and would never be harmed again.

The remaining living undead also jumped into the sea. Although they suffered heavy losses, it seemed that they still maintained a considerable size.

Moreover, most of the losses were only the lowest and most primitive undead creatures. After a while, they would be able to make a comeback in the land of Borneo, which was full of accidental deaths.

But fortunately, at least now, the battle is over. People who have been fighting all day can finally take a breath.

"it's over……"

The surviving soldiers stared blankly at the undead creatures retreating like a tide, feeling as if they were dreaming. They all thought they were dead, and would be killed by these undead like their sacrificed comrades before, and then resurrected by the necromancers as one of the enemies.

However, no one expected that things would take a sudden turn for the better, and the battle was over almost in the blink of an eye.

Most of the soldiers had not yet reacted and stood there in a daze. A few had regained consciousness and realized that they had survived. They immediately broke down and knelt on the ground, covering their faces and crying.

Some soldiers had even reached their physiological limits long ago. Their bodies were shaking and they could no longer hold on. They fell heavily to the ground, and their hearts stopped beating forever.

As for Hawthorne and the others, they were now on the other side of the port. They had cleared out the undead that were entrenched here, and were now waiting for their ship to dock in the distance.

The sound of artillery fire in the distance had long since stopped. Although the light from the two moons could barely illuminate the surroundings, it was far from enough for the artillerymen to carry out ultra-long-range strikes.

But this is not a bad thing. The naval soldiers on the ship are probably already exhausted. It is a good thing for them to take a quick rest at this time.

Looking at the undead creatures around him that were rapidly leaving like the receding tide, he swung his double-headed sword tiredly but without stopping, trying to purify as many enemies as possible and reap the final rewards.

And in the end, almost all the undead followed the departing Death Knight back into the deep sea, while those who failed to leave in time were completely reduced to ashes under the shining of the double moons.

There was nothing left here except the city that was still burning, the broken walls and ruins everywhere, and the broken corpses on the ground.

Looking at the devastated battlefield, even though Hawthorne had witnessed many life and death separations, he couldn't help but feel very emotional at this moment.

The fight between the living and the dead is far more brutal than the fight between the living. After all, in the latter case, the victorious leader will try to capture some prisoners and keep some civilians alive so that they can work and serve him in the future.

The former will only try every possible means to kill everyone and then convert their corpses into his own soldiers.

Before he could finish his sigh, the magic veil that covered most of the city in the sky dissipated, and the two moons that illuminated the world also disappeared. The faint light emitted by the blood-red setting sun in the west continued to illuminate this world, as if the entire city was covered with a layer of blood.

At this moment, Hawthorne turned his head to the distance and suddenly found that their ship had actually arrived at the port and was even trying to anchor.

Looking a little further away, he found that Anno, with a black and gray nose and some blood on his armor, was standing next to the fence of the front deck, waving his arms excitedly towards him.

He then smiled and waved back at them.

The big ship slowly approached the shore, which was not very difficult. Hawthorne took a step and walked back to the ship. Then Annuo suddenly rushed over, threw himself into his arms, and hugged him and was unwilling to let go.

Although she trusted his ability, she had not predicted how dangerous the journey had been. From the beginning, her heart was in knots, and she was always worried about his safety, fearing that if something happened to him, he might never come back.

Fortunately, this time, he still did not disappoint the girl and returned to the boat safely, with not even much visible injury.

This made Annuo's heart fall back into her stomach, and then she couldn't help but throw herself into his arms, her heart full of relief.

Hawthorne patted her back gently to comfort her, with a relaxed smile on his face. On the boat, other people also gathered around, smiling, and feeling relaxed.

Behind, Fatima

Looking at the two of them hugging each other, he couldn't help but recall the time when he and Ekta hugged each other and Celine called him "Master".

Suddenly, her expression became a little strange, as if she was speechless, as if she had a lot to say but couldn't find the words.

Finally, she sighed softly.

Forget it, I'm already a dead man, why should I care about so many things? Let them do whatever they want...

She thought so and finally didn't say anything more.

Chapter 685: Fleet of the Moon Elf Kingdom

After a while of tenderness, Hawthorne let go of Anno a little. He looked around and then went over to hug Kasa, Ethan, Moen and others who were also covered in dust, as a celebration of victory and a comfort of peace.

In this way, he also expressed his condolences to the navy soldiers here, then turned his head to look at the other people here, and asked at the same time: "By the way, the two moons that illuminated half of the city just now, could it be Ms. Tierraszo calling the Moon God?"

He asked this, looking at the only person here who believed in the Moon God and happened to be a priest in the Moon Realm, his eyes full of curiosity.

The situation just now was very similar to the situation when the priests in the Moon Realm cast spells. He couldn't help but be curious whether the grand scene just now was the work of Tirrastri.

Although the priest profession is generally mediocre, there is one advantage that cannot be ignored. That is, after they have mastered the fifth-ring spells, they can try to communicate with the gods they believe in and ask them for divine intervention - in other words, the true God himself will come down and cast an invincible spell for you.

Although generally speaking, the success rate of doing so is pitifully low, after all, the gods can no longer do it casually. But at this critical moment when undead creatures are poisoning the earth and intelligent creatures are dying in large numbers, if there is a priest with enough weight to communicate, the possibility of the gods personally intervening in the situation is much higher than usual.

That's why Hawthorne suspected that Tirastri saw the situation was not good and asked the Moon Goddess to intervene, and then she actually succeeded, which led to the amazing scene just now.

However, Tierrastron shook his head and said, "The scene just now was indeed the Moon Goddess intervening, but that was not my effort. Although I also requested the Moon Goddess to intervene, she did not respond to my call."

"There are others who have successfully called upon the power of the Moon Goddess, and they should not be far away from us."

Having said that, Hawthorne couldn't help but feel curious.

If not Tirrastri, then who could it be?

Is there a third party force here?

He didn't know, and at this moment, Captain Panjed suddenly called out: "My Lord Earl, we found a strange ship in the distance, please come and take a look!"

Hawthorne's expression changed, he walked over, took the telescope from his hand, and looked hard into the distance, and saw a huge light silver wooden ship that was curved like a crescent moon, quietly docked in the distance.

A huge silver flag was also hung high behind the ship, with a symbol of a pair of eyes surrounded by seven stars painted on it.

Hawthorne recognized the symbol, it was the holy emblem of the moon goddess Selune. There was probably only one force that could use this symbol as a banner.

The power of the Moon Elf Kingdom.

The Sayin Empire, the Chisha Empire, the Polo Empire and the Moon Elves' Kingdom are all located on the same continent; while the Golden Dragons' Kingdom is on another continent across the ocean.

However, the Chisha Empire is located in the northeast of this continent, Sein is located in the easternmost part, and Poro is located in the southeast. Although the distance between the three is not close, they are still close to each other on a geological scale.

The kingdom of the moon elves is located in the northwestern corner of the continent, almost at the Arctic Circle, thousands of miles away from here.

In addition, the moon elves have always been isolationist and are relatively secluded and closed to the outside world. So at the beginning, no one thought that these elves would come here to support.

Huo Sang had not expected this either, so when he saw it now, he couldn't help but be very surprised: "I never thought that I could meet a moon elf here..."

As he said this, he looked back, glanced at Kassadin, and then at Tirrastri.

Obviously, the former looked a little unnatural, while the latter looked normal and even smiled. He said, "No problem. My activities in Libel Port have been registered with the Moon Elf Kingdom officials. They are all aware of the situation and will not embarrass us because of this."

As she said this, she glanced at Kasa with a smile on her face, and said with a hint of meaning: "They won't arrest citizens like me who escaped through legal channels. If they do arrest someone, they will arrest those who sneaked out on their own..."

It was visibly that Kassa's body trembled, as if she was a little frightened.

"I'm a little tired!" She suddenly said, finding an excuse for herself, then turned and ran, "Father, you guys take care of the rest, I'm going to take a shower and then go to rest!"