From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 318 Undead Natural Disaster
"Roar----!!!"

The gigantic frost dragon roared upwards, with only its skeleton and rotting wings left. What remained of its once majestic chest and its eyes that had seen the truth was a deep and strange dark blue light cluster.

Click, click, click—

"Rider's inherent barrier. Has been eroded?!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the world that was originally full of yellow sand is slowly being swallowed by ice with the cold-faced Alsace at the center.

"Unlike you, I am the Lich King."

Alsace has always been so bad at expressing emotion on her face.

"I'm not leading a human being."

Click, click, click—

The sound of machinery is getting closer.

then
"Then that is—"

Irisviel's voice became even more trembling, and Rider's master, Weber, now had a completely "Mom, I want to go home" expression.

Behind the Frost Dragon, one after another stood up slowly, terrifying figures that could make people have nightmares at night and would definitely work to stop children from crying at night.

"Uh-"

A skeleton whose body is so clean that only bones and tattered armor and weapons are left. It seems to be patched up with various materials. The whole body is dripping with a foul-smelling liquid. The flying vampire bat is eroded And the enhanced bloodthirsty gargoyle, the translucent banshee who is keen to make killing noises, the lich with powerful mana who is almost immortal, and the nightmare steed standing at the forefront riding flames and steel death knight! !

The king's army full of fighting spirit with the conquering king Iskandar is bound to be. These dead are quiet and indifferent, but this does not mean that they are inferior to the human army full of fighting spirit.

On the contrary, this kind of quiet existence will always bring about a more terrifying death—a quiet death that never flinches.

If the human army's battle damage exceeds 40.00% and has not collapsed, it is the best of the best soldiers, then Alsace's undead natural disaster is a nightmare.

——It is an army that will not retreat even if it is fought to the last man.

After all, comparatively speaking, most undead do not have the so-called emotional existence.

"I, the Lich King who once made the entire continent of Azeroth tremble, lead my Scourge to accept the challenge of your conqueror."

Lifting the long sword, the cold air of Frostmourne has completely eroded half of the King Conqueror's inherent enchantment into an iceberg of thousands of miles.

"Fight."

Sitting on the Frost Throne, the Lich King gave the order.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh most but also ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

However, even in the face of such a creepy army, Iskandar and his soldiers couldn't even see the slightest bit of fear on their faces. On the contrary, the stalwart king pointed his sword at the sky, and everyone There is only fanaticism on people's faces.

"kill!!!"

The sound was loud.

"Roar----!!!"

The Frost Dragon was the first to act. After a roar, it went straight into the air, and a breath full of frost sprayed towards the army of the King of Conquerors without any hindrance——

boom--!
Then, the army of humans (heroic spirits) and the army of undead collided violently.

"Rider"

Standing on the edge of the battlefield, with Saber, Archer, and Irisviel, Weber looked at the battlefield with yellow sand, ice, blood, and broken bones in front of him. He couldn't bear to look at it, but his eyes had to be moved. Although it is not grand, it is enough to attract the representative gore.

His Heroic Spirit is very strong, so strong that even Saber, who claims to be the strongest job agent, is very likely to be hated once his strongest Noble Phantasm is released.

Originally, when he saw this Noble Phantasm, he felt that he might really get a chance to prove himself in this Holy Grail War. to prove their ability.

But now he felt that he was wrong.

"what--!!"

The soldier yelled and stabbed Abomination's body with a shot - and the Abomination ripped his head off before he could smile with pleasure.

click-

The death knights steered their nightmare steeds across the battlefield wantonly, stepping out strings of blue-purple flames and heroic warriors whose wounds were filled with frost.

But of course, although these undead will not stop if they don't cut off their heads or kill other fatal points, so it seems to be a headache, but this is not a problem for the strong.

boom -

Even in the army of the King of Conquerors, he was almost a general. Holding an ordinary iron sword, he swung a sword aura and instantly pulled out a deep ravine hundreds of meters long on the ground—with all the people nearby. The affected undead were cut into pieces and rested, or most of them lost their bodies and had no ability to move.

"Aha la la la!!!"

And Iskandar the Conqueror rode his beloved horse and yelled, chopping and slashing the rough dagger in his hand, cutting the undead along the way into two pieces—whether they were death knights, abominations, or spirits. banshee.

However, there are only a small number of strong men of this level, and although all the soldiers in the King's Army are heroic spirits, they are limited by the lack of professional treasures and inherent abilities. The power they can really display is completely weak and pitiful. .

But Alsace's undead natural disaster is different, because these undead, apart from those high-level arms, among them, the skeletons with the largest base are originally used as cannon fodder.
It is precisely because of this that in the overall battle, even if the army of the King of Conquerors is a powerful force that once swept across the continent, they can only be unwilling to take the lead.

"Rider—are you going to lose?"

Looking at it this way, Weber can clearly know which side has the upper hand in this battle.

"—!"

Then he didn't say anything, this boy who had always looked a bit cowardly bit his lip hard, but his eyes were a little hesitant to move between the battlefield and the pattern on the back of his right hand.

"I"

He wants to make up his mind.

And at the same time in Tohsaka house

"Kirei, you are too aggressive this time."

With a sexy moustache, the middle-aged man in red, who always believed in elegance, said with a gloomy expression.

"Yes, originally I just wanted to test it out, but I didn't expect Rider to hide a Noble Phantasm of this level."

Man's disciple.Kotomine Kirei, who is also Assassin's master, replied with a slightly mechanical tone, as if nothing could arouse his interest.

"At first, I thought I had drawn the strongest card, but in this case, there is also the treasure of the illegal Heroic Spirit Avenger—"

He gritted his teeth, things were moving far faster than he had planned.

"Teacher, please don't worry about this, I have prepared a backup."

"Backhand?"

Hearing his disciple's words, Tohsaka Tokiomi said in surprise.

"Yes, a backhand that may cause two Heroic Spirits to retire if used properly."

"!!!"

　Thank you for the 100 starting point coin reward that no one survived, today I will come to some rabbits for the 100 starting point coin reward, and the 10 starting point coin reward for Qian Yimeng and the support of a monthly ticket for a nonsense! !thank you very much! ! !
　　Said that I will not update today and stand up, does my face hurt? (manual funny)

　　By the way, there will be classes tomorrow from morning to ten o'clock in the evening. Can I choose a dog belt?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)