Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 164 Fairy Tale Town and Undead Scourge
After killing the two most difficult enemies, the following battle suddenly became easier.

Under the arrogance of Albert and Zhang Ang, this Skull Cultist was wiped out in a short time.

The crowd swept the village again, and rescued all the royal guards who were still fighting.Destroy all the Skeleton Cultists you can find.

"By the way, where is the prince you mentioned? Isn't it in the north of the village?" Zhang Ang couldn't help asking the captain of the royal guard.

"Well, the situation was too urgent at that time. We went all the way north. We originally planned to rest and recuperate in this village. But we were ambushed by these skeleton cultists, and we were scattered all at once. The archbishop who led them It was even more frighteningly strong. We lost nearly half of our people in one face-to-face meeting. Fortunately, Mr. Andersen, who had been secretly following behind to protect him, made a move and stopped the archbishop. We knew we couldn't beat them, so we sent a group People protect His Royal Highness and retreat to the forest to the north, while we stay behind to prevent those Skeleton Cultists from chasing." The captain of the Royal Guard looked at Zhang Ang gratefully: "If you two masters hadn't come to help, we might have It’s really going to wipe out the whole army.”

"Then needless to say, let's go to the north." As soon as Zhang Ang finished speaking, there was a huge roar from the nearby forest, and the powerful vigor seemed to rush towards the face even if it was so far away.

"That's Mr. Andersen fighting against the archbishop of the Skeleton Cult. It's a fight at the level of a martial arts saint. We can't help, so let's go to His Royal Highness first." The captain of the royal guard explained with a worried face.

"Who is that Mr. Andersen?" Zhang Ang couldn't help asking.

"Well, since our country lost the holy sword of Katina, Mr. Andersen is our only remaining Danish protector of the country. I hope he will be fine this time." The royal guard captain couldn't hide the worry on his face.

"Well, I'll go over there to have a look, Tom, you and them go find His Royal Highness the Prince." Albert turned back and said to Zhang Ang.

But Zhang Ang shook his head: "I'd better go with you, after all, it's not so easy to see the battle of the Martial Saint class."

"Okay, then you have to be careful, I'm not sure to save you then." Albert didn't object.

After the two bid farewell to the team of Danish royal guards, they ran towards the roaring forest.

The forest was in a mess. Giant trees were torn apart by the force of the force, and they were tilted to this side, and deep pits were smashed out on the ground covered with fallen leaves.

It can be seen that the battle is fierce.

Zhang Ang and the two couldn't help but lighten their steps, and slowly leaned forward.

After being cautious all the way, they came to the battlefield!
What kind of battlefield is that? There are not two people fighting there, but two armies!

The old man in white robe and the old man in black robe were quietly suspended in the air, waving their hands constantly.

And beside them, whether it is underground, in the forest, or in mid-air, there are people fighting fiercely.

Not only people, Zhang Ang also saw swans, horses, big trees, mermaids, shells, huge flowers and snowmen
Some of them flash their wings, some raise their hooves, some wave their branches, some spout water, some spit out fire, some are biting, some are pinching
Using all sorts of strange ways to fight those pale-skinned Skeleton Cultists.

And even people are different, some wear shining armor, some are naked, some are little girls, some are little boys, some are as big as a tower, and some are as small as a bee.
Moreover, each martial art is strange, some stabbing spears, some wielding scepters, some swipe lightly, and the sky is full of flames, some with one hand, is frost on the ground, and some strike the big bell, sending out bursts of fire. There was a roar, and some shot out green hidden weapons, hitting the enemy with a crisp sound.
Zhang Ang was completely shocked by such a miraculous scene, did I come to the magical world?What's this?The protagonist of the fairy tale fights against the undead natural disaster?

Albert next to him was also shocked, but he calmed down after a while, and said softly to Zhang Ang: "The archbishop of the Skeleton Cult over there should be a martial saint-level corpse controller. Only in this way can he control so many and be so strong. Corpse!"

"I know that, but what's the situation over there?" Zhang Ang asked puzzled.

"If I'm not mistaken, that Danish martial saint over there should be a puppet master! In history, the only martial saint-level puppet master on the mainland!" Albert said softly. Guess: "I only went to the circus to see puppet performances when I was a child. Generally, they would use strings to make the dolls make various movements. Coupled with voices, it is a puppet show."

Staring at the fierce battle in front of him, he continued: "And as a doll maker at the Martial Saint level, he should have gotten rid of the string by now, and can use his internal force to turn it into a silk thread to control so many dolls. So many lifelike dolls, so many With all kinds of abilities, this Mr. Andersen is really a great genius."

Following their discussion, the following battle situation has reached a feverish stage.

With a "snap", a beetle-shaped doll was smashed to pieces, and various wooden and steel parts scattered and flew.

With a "bang", the head of a Skeleton Cult Walking Corpse exploded, and a small black bird flashed past and was thrown into another battlefield.

Several walking corpses tore with all their strength, tearing off the branches of the big tree waving the rattan, and with all their strength, they tore the trunk to pieces.

The walking corpse with a strong body was first roasted by a girl's fire, and then sealed by a girl's ice. It was smashed into several pieces under the blow of a giant hammer.

Unlike those powerful warriors who like to chase and collide in the air, the battle here is more like two armies clashing and fighting for a decisive battle.

The two powerful Martial Saints were all floating in the air, motionless, only waving their hands.

Even though the walking corpse's sharp claws had already caught its eyes, it didn't move at all, but directed a huge toad to knock it out.

Even though the flying steel needles and pea grains were about to hit him, it only caused a walking corpse standing beside him to jump up and block the attack with his body.

The battlefield was chaotic, almost dizzying, but the battles in every place were very clear, blocking, attacking, and dodging, without any chaos, and the fights were back and forth, very stalemate.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Ang didn't know how to intervene. After all, there were several unmoving corpses standing beside the archbishop of the Skeleton Cult, and they were all powerful corpses of the venerable level. Without strength, it is very likely to be a terrifying walking corpse of the martial arts level, which should be his last trump card.

And under that Mr. Andersen, there is also a luxuriously decorated cart, and many dolls got off this cart.

Obviously, Mr. Andersen also has useless hole cards.

(End of this chapter)