Alien Queen

Black elves, red-haired dwarves, mountain giants... Withered eyes glanced at the underground intelligent races who were shouting and chasing after them. When he looked at the person at the front who was chased by them, the king couldn't help being slightly startled. .

A standard beauty, wearing a white dress that was either a sacrificial robe or a magic robe, embroidered with mysterious magic runes. Her pretty face was painted with a pattern similar to a clover using some kind of juice, and her face was full of words. panic.

What stunned Dry Bones was not this, the woman's beauty, but the mysterious patterns on her robes. Withered Bones has been seen in the writings of her mentor more than once thousands of years ago, including the fluffy fox-like tail floating behind her and the elf-like cupboard round pointed ears standing up beside her ears.

Underground hunters, in Dry Bones' knowledge, only they have this kind of combined body shape of humans, orcs and elves, and only their so-called saint's robes will be embroidered with those mysterious magic runes.

The woman was surrounded by mostly women of the same body type, all of whom were holding sharp knives and dressed in fancy clothes. From time to time, a few bravely turned around to stop the people who were chasing after them. In the blink of an eye, they were either burned into balls of fire or directly hacked to death with random blades.

Suddenly I saw a group of people appearing in front of me. There was also a huge black dragon. No matter who was running away or chasing, everyone was stunned for a short time. After an underground hunter pursed his lips and let out a piercing scream, he ran and chased. He rushed straight towards the withered bones.

Don't move those in front, and kill the others without mercy. The skeletal body floated motionless in mid-air, and the voice of the soul issued an order to the two undead lords.

Then, the Undead Lord was the Corpse King Lord and the Frost Ghost. After receiving the order, they dodged over without hesitation and started a massacre with disparity in power.

The thirst for blood, the sharp claws and sharp teeth of the Corpse King Lord who had not fought for a long time set off a bloody storm among the chasing people. His sharp fingertips flashed through rapid golden light, whether it was the body or the weapon armor. , nothing could stop his attack, and blood splashed all over the sky amid screams and screams wherever he passed.

Compared to Lord Corpse King's sharp attack, Lord Frost Ghost's attack was even more bizarre. His illusory body, with light blue light, bypassed the fleeing crowd in front of him like smoke and floated directly into the chasing crowd.

The body was quickly covered in frost. This frost that eroded with the deathly freezing air made those who were pursuing them unable to even scream. From body to soul, everything was completely frozen by the frost, and they instantly turned into ice sculptures.

Saint. The dozen or so maids around her were stunned by this scene. They had not yet reacted. The last dozen or so underground hunters and giants also had not reacted. In the blink of an eye, they were struck by the sharp claws of the Lord of the Corpse Emperor. The corpse was divided into pieces and was frozen into an ice sculpture by the Ghost Lord.

The ghost lord was lucky. His illusory body was not stained by any trace of blood and he floated to their side on guard. The ugly corpse lord was now covered in blood, as if he was a devil from hell. When they saw him carrying a piece of blood on his shoulder with his sharp claws, and throwing the blood clot of an unknown organ into his mouth and chewing it, and walking towards her, the nervous maids resisted the surge in their chests and persisted in using their long swords to kill the Saint Maiden .protected in the middle.

Who are you?

Saint. It was obvious that the skeletal king who was surrounded in the middle and whom she regarded as a human being was the one who spoke. He spoke the common language of the Aramaic continent in a smooth and gentle manner, which was pleasant to the ear.

Underground hunter? Dry Bones did not answer her question. He also asked in the common language of Aram: Saint? .

The saint's expression changed from fear to surprise. She looked at the Bone King in disbelief. Her clear eyes widened to the extreme: Who are you? .

Her. The Withered Bone King showed no expression on his face. He pointed at the maid next to the Saint Girl who was holding a sword and looking at Lord Wei with vigilance. He said: If you don't answer my question in three breaths, I will let her Turned into pieces of meat. In three more breaths, the one next to her will become an ice sculpture.

The saint's expression suddenly changed from shock to anger, but more importantly, helplessness. She opened her mouth silently, and saw that the three fingers stretched out by the withered bones were curled back and only one was left. Finally, she said loudly: I It's Saint Nos, the underground hunter.

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly saw two people with skin as dry as skeletons and two gray phantoms beside the human suddenly flashed past her head and rushed towards the river.

The saint who claimed to be Nos. looked back and was shocked. Amidst the shouts, she and the maids quickly retreated under the withered bones, as if she had no choice at this time but to pursue this. The sudden arrival of the human shelter.

A large group of people rushed out from the bend of the mountain. This time, there were mostly black elves. There were more than a dozen of these elves who were darker than the blood elves. Under the cover of giants. As soon as he showed up, he shot a sharp arrow.

Behind the black elf, there are a dozen people with the same size and appearance as the saint. Their faces are also covered with juice. The mysterious patterns can be seen with the withered eyes. These people are also earth-addicted bamboo tamers. .

Civil strife or dog-eat-dog, Dry Bones is too lazy to care. Attack orders were given to their subordinates almost as soon as they appeared.

Roar!

Hei couldn't hold it back for a long time. Stimulated by the smell of blood, it roared. Its huge body was immediately covered in metallic black light, and it rushed forward to face the arrows that were shooting across the sky.

The two lichs and ghost lords that rushed forward quickly flashed back and hovered above the heads of the saint and the others after receiving the order from the Bone King.

The arrows that filled the sky were almost all blocked by Xiao Hei's huge body. No matter those sharp metal arrows or arrows condensed from elements, none of them could pierce Xiao Hei. The dark armor, sparks flying everywhere either broke or flew out diagonally.

The most terrifying nightmare has come, letting a giant dragon approach, not to mention a giant dragon that is not a holy dragon in the traditional sense. Xiao Hei didn't even use any magic, he just rushed in, and the dozen or so people in front of him couldn't dodge. The giant was immediately knocked into the air and hit the mountain like a torn bag. With a puff, a large area of ​​mountain rocks was dyed red, and he died before his eyesight.

The tailbone, sharp claws, giant snout, giants, black elves, and more than a dozen underground hunters were completely destroyed. The hard armor and sharp weapons that they had always been proud of were all turned into rotten wood, including those who were famous for their strength. The underground mountain giants are all more fragile than ever before, and no one can withstand an attack from Xiao Hei. Amid the terrifying screams, they were either thrown into the sky with a rain of blood, or they turned into pieces under the sickle and fell down in pieces.

A trace of unbearability flashed across the face of the Saint Girl. She raised her head and said to the bones: Dear humans. They are just deceived. Please let my people go. Nora will thank you.

No one can shoot arrows at me. Dry Bones coldly interrupted Holy Water Nora's voice and said, I don't want to save you, but I can't tolerate their unreasonableness.

Saint Nora was choked and could no longer speak. Watching his tribesmen screaming and running away. But their speed couldn't compare to Xiao Hei. One after another kept falling, and Nora couldn’t bear to look any longer and lowered her head deeply.

Pfft!

The long and narrow tailbone stabbed silently into the chest of a neatly dressed underground hunter. The tip of the small black tail pierced through his chest mercilessly like lightning. The latter had a look of horror on his face and vomited blood, and before he could even utter a word, He was thrown by Xiao Hei and fell to the mountain, smashing him to pieces.

Take me to the altar. Withered Bones watched as Xiao Hei flew over with a cheerful hissing sound from his throat, looking at the Saint Nora underneath him.

The blood on the ground flowed happily down the river like a stream. Saint Nora raised her head and looked at the horrific situation in front of her. A trace of regret flashed across her face, and then she looked at the Bone King.

Humanity

Call me Sir Dry Bones interrupted her voice unceremoniously.

Sir, Nora hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth and asked, Are you from the surface world? What are you doing here?

Don't challenge my endurance. If you still hesitate to answer after I ask the question, I will let them take out the hearts of those next to you and swallow them in front of you.

The sound of dry bones was like a cold blade that stung the nerves of Holy Water Nora and a dozen maids. They completely believed that this human being could do it if he said it.

The altar is right in front. Saint Nora's face turned pale. She pointed with her tender fingers at the foot of the mountain where the river rushed around the bend, and said, You can walk forward for about half an hour and you'll be there.

If you are coming to the altar or the underworld. I suggest you not to go to the altar first. I will take you to a place where my tribesmen who have been blinded by selfish desires are summoning the beasts of the underworld.

Underworld beast? Dry Bones eyebrows raised: Is it just a summons?

Otherwise, what else could it be? Saint Nora smiled bitterly and said: Under the instigation of a blood elf, the patriarch has gone crazy. He wants to rule the entire underground world and return to the surface. But to do all this, there is no way. The help of the underworld beast is obviously impossible.

Lead the way. Things went as expected, Dry Bones said to Saint Nora in a deep voice.

Saint Nora nodded, turned and walked forward, with a dozen maids following her closely. As she walked around the wreckage and corpses, a trace of regret flashed across Nola's face, but a hint of joy disappeared in the hidden eyes of her slightly lowered head.

No one noticed the change in her expression, just like no one noticed the sneer flashing across the skeletal face.