Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1022 Finally found the wrong Hubbell

The black shadow on Hydera's body is why they are called shadow cloaks...it can almost help the night priests block more than half of the damage of any attribute...except for light and silver moon spells.

The twelve pairs of eyes of the hydra were shining brightly, and shadow arrows spit out from the twelve mouths continuously, smashing the relatively large rolling stones and fallen trees blocking the road... As for the poisoned metal arrows shot from both sides of the passage, the hydra could not feared.

His swift action made many undead who followed Hydera suffer a lot... Those poisonous arrows are useless to Hydera, but if they get too close and get hit by two arrows, they have to cry for the priest And the favor of the paladins.

Those who have offended those who have treated Daddy and Aunt have to cry more sincerely at this moment... Otherwise, they have to either run away to revive, or wait for the commander Xue to lead people to sweep the floor and pick up the corpse.

Then why are they rushing so fast~ Isn't it just to get to the place earlier to get boss experience and meritorious service!

The undead knights had no choice but to hold their shields. Although they were still following closely, they were three meters away from Hydera.

'Xue Yunfeng' who had already walked up the passageway found out and quickly shouted: "You follow a P from so far away?

Take two quick steps and keep a distance of one meter!

Are you afraid of poisonous arrows?Your shield is made of paper?Or is the armor William made for you burned for you?
Unstoppable people... the knights in the front row are either black roses or the Demon Cult, right?

You have been fighting for so many years, can't you even do this?No wonder people say that our two families are not even worthy of pension!
Work harder, will you?

Save some face for me, and save some face for yourselves!Don't be so famous, the skills are not as good as elementary school students!
Those in the middle don't know what to do!

Hurry up and make way for the water mage!
Why are you standing still?To show off your intelligence?Or does it cover a vast area?
Hurry up!Give Hydera a continuation!
Fuck!Why only two rows?What about the water mage?All short legs?Can't keep up?
Do you want me to find someone to carry you and run? "

Hill raised his eyebrows. It seems that he hasn't heard of Xue Laogou's output so extreme for a long time... Is it true that when he treats his own people, his attitude is worse?
Then he couldn't help turning blue... Selûne muttered and repeated Xue Laogou's curse words, and laughed from time to time, as if thinking of something interesting.

Hill really didn't want to know who the unlucky ghost who would suffer from the extreme output of the Moon Maiden was. He only hoped that he wasn't around at the time.

Otherwise, if any god is so angry that he explodes himself, he will be unlucky no matter how high his defense is!

Shar seemed to have thought of this too, and moved a few times uneasily... Although she heard it too, the Daughter of the Night really couldn't scold her!
Then the shadow slowly calmed down, and Shar figured out one thing... As long as she knew where Selûne learned the curse words, her sister who always had her self-esteem in strange places would be fine. I will use it to scold her.

Selûne must have found other gods who had offended her to practice their rhetoric.

As long as Shar wasn't sprayed herself, she didn't care who would be unlucky... Goddess of the Night would be very happy if she really wanted to blow up two avatars of gods in Toril!

She doesn't need to spend all her time arranging conspiracies and schemes, and Selûne can destroy cities and lands with just one mouthful. What a bright future!

Hill focused his attention on the giant screen, but made up his mind in his heart, he must remember to ask Liszt to remind himself at any time, try not to go to Selûne's territory... For example, in the city of Deep Water next door, the Moon Maiden had an addiction Before, absolutely can not go.

At this moment, the old Habel felt the unstoppable force of the undead reinforcements, his old face was deeply wrinkled, his tone was cold, and he said majesticly: "Don't think they can save your lives in time! Haha~ this is You forced me!"

Edna said with a confused face: "The one who arrested us is he himself? If we can't kill us, are we forcing him?

Even a devil can't say such unreasonable things, can he? "

The 'Old Sanda King' smiled and comforted his little friend: "Don't worry, these people's heads are filled with water from the abyss! They don't know how to speak human words anymore.

Who wouldn't say harsh words!
Let's see what he can do! "

It's lighthearted, but judging by the way she pulls a giant painting out of her bag, she's cautious.

The 'Elder Sanda King' shouted loudly: "Priest, the holy rain has started, people with less than half of the blue bars, hurry up and drink blue bottles!

Attention swordsmen!

If any mobs come out, remember to take them away from Edna!If you can't, just die outside, and never come back!Did you hear me? "

"Know!"

"Don't worry! We have explosives! If it doesn't work, blow it up!"

"Stay away from the white dragon!" the 'Old Sanda King' suddenly woke up, "Try to bring it to the back of the hall to blow it up! I don't care if you die a hundred times. If you die a human, don't blame me for being rude!
When the time comes, tell the old dog yourself. "

"How long is the old dog?" a swordsman asked distressedly, "Don't have time to collect the corpse for us at the end."

"Quick... Alvia, fly up!" The 'Old Sanda King' slammed the oil painting, and a bright scorching ray rushed forward.

The White Dragon Queen fluttered her wings, and the two rows of swordsmen standing behind Alvia blocked the other white dragons without hesitation.

A huge rift that swirled with purple-red energy that Old Huber tried to open was directly blocked by the white flame after burning the six or seven swordsmen in front.

The blazing white flames in the open gap limited the ninth-level spell 'Chaos Abyss' to an area of ​​two meters square.

The 'Elderly Sanda King' took advantage of the time when the old mages of Huber were stunned, quickly added several buffs on the oil painting, and then put away the oil painting.

"Eh?" When the White Dragon Queen landed, she couldn't help shaking her wings and looked left and right: "What kind of buff is this? Why does it feel similar to the nine-ring magic?"

"Trasil's sun, silver moon and the sincere blessings of the goddess of the earth are not weak even if they are doubled." The 'Old Sanda King' replied happily, "Think about the gods of the same level as Toril, you should know How strong is this!"

Selûne suddenly sighed and said: "Ah, what a blessing of harmony! Unfortunately, we Toril can't do it."

Shar said coldly: "Toril's sun god is Amaenatar, who wants to merge with him, you or Chantia?"

Selûne fell silent immediately, and said after a few minutes: "I am stupid, I shouldn't say stupid things."

Hill looked down at the fruit plate on the table, and felt that the colorless white crystal berries must taste good, and he should eat more... I didn't expect that for Selûne, she would rather admit that she was a fool in front of Shar, Nor could the rumors of an intimate relationship with Amaunata be tolerated.

The same is true for Chauntia, she never denies her affection for Lansander, and she is even willing to use her divine power to meet and get acquainted with Lansander's Morning Light, and give birth to a child of both parties.

It's a pity that Ransander was immersed in his love for the goddess of fate at the beginning, and he hasn't given her a chance yet.

But if someone says that what the earth should accept is not the favor of the first light of the morning, but the enthusiasm of Toril's sun, then he must first feel the anger of Mother Earth.

Chantia never regretted being deprived of control of the underground world by Shar because she asked Selûne to bring life to Toril, but what hurt her most was why Selûne chose such a sun!
The endless fire is endless, and Toril's celestial bodies are even more numerous. If Selûne's hand was slightly tilted, the sun he got would definitely be stronger than the current one.

However, there is no if.

Shar didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, probably for her, even if it made Selûne feel uncomfortable when mentioning that Amana Tower, she herself was not so happy.

Feeling the surroundings calmed down, Hill slowly leaned back on the chair and looked up at the giant screen: the great mages Harbel who were still standing there were obviously a little confused.

The nine-ring spell 'Chaos Abyss' was already the strongest means they could come up with...but the opponent still blocked it.

The Harbell family knew that there were many priests among the undead, so they were not frustrated when the shadow energy core's spell failed.

All of Adanke's mana and most of his vitality were not the most powerful attack that could release the shadow energy core.

But knowing that the undead are difficult to deal with, it is impossible for them to sacrifice the mana of four people... What if the undead block it?

There is only one person left, and it is absolutely impossible to fight the undead to the end.

Moreover, the most important thing is that they gave up their conscience and humanity to get to where they are today. No one is willing to sacrifice for others... Adan is too weak, and some of his heirs were taken as hostages, so he had to follow the instructions of the others. command to do.

People like them, how could they let themselves have no magic power, and can only wait to see if other people have a conscience... Who dares to say that they have such a thing?
Not Marco.

But the 'Chaos Abyss' that was barely stored in the Stone of Higher Knowledge by gathering the strength of everyone also failed, which made the old guys who were dazed suddenly a little vigilant... Aren't they going to fail?

Of course they know how difficult it is to deal with the undead. As neighbors, the masters of Harbel have observed these strange elves in the underground world for a long time.

They finally researched and understood one thing... The undead are indeed immortal, but they cannot be resurrected immediately, they have to wait until there are no enemies around.

That's why the old Habel decided to fight with his back, and used the well-hidden shadow energy core and the stone of advanced knowledge... In their minds, two rounds of group attacks with the nine-ring spell should be able to wipe out most of the undead.

Then even if the remaining people are not afraid of death, what can they do?

It's a pity that these people haven't thought about it at all... What if the plan fails?

(End of this chapter)