Imperial Crown

Viscount John's ears were filled with screams.

The defeat of the coalition forces and the withdrawal of the allies made Viscount John and his Snow Maple Legion completely isolated islands in the sea of ​​skeletons.

Huh——

The fist of the Plague Colossus, as big as a hill, came crashing down with the sound of wind. Viscount John clamped his legs together, and the beloved horse that had been with him for many years instantly understood his master's intentions, jumped forward, and barely brushed past the huge white bone fist.

The fist hit the ground, like a meteor falling to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust in the loud sound, the ground cracked, and the vibration spread, instantly knocking all the surrounding skeleton soldiers to the ground.

However, the Electric Horn Silver Eye Horse suddenly jumped to avoid the impact, turned its head in mid-air, and had completely turned its direction when it landed. With a light jump, it stepped on the fist of the Plague Colossus.

Then it raised its four hooves and climbed up along the arm that was like a stone bridge!

The Plague Colossus didn't know what fear was, but it instinctively sensed something was wrong. It reached out to grab the Electric Horn Silver Eye Horse, but the horse was too fast, so it just grabbed nothing!

Viscount John stood straight on the horse, and the spear in his hand was so stable that even if there was a cup of water on it, it would never spill.

At the moment when the warhorse climbed onto the shoulder of the Plague Colossus, its four hooves arched and straightened, and jumped to the other shoulder of the monster.

At the same time, Viscount John moved.

The icy fighting spirit in his body ignited and poured into the spear tip, making the entire spear look as bright as a magic lamp.

Whoosh——

At the tip of the spear, the extremely condensed fighting spirit extended into a slender ice blade, splashing with chilling coldness, causing layers of solid ice to form on the bones of the Plague Colossus.

Following the trajectory of the warhorse's leap, the ice blade swept across the gate-like head of the Plague Colossus, cutting through it horizontally, splitting the two dark green soul flames in the pupils into four pieces!

The ice began to spread and grow explosively from the head of the Plague Colossus, chasing the footsteps of the Electric Horn Silver Pupil Horse, but always one step slower than it.

When the Electric Horn Silver Pupil Horse landed, the entire Plague Colossus had been completely frozen.

Viscount John began to breathe heavily. He was no longer young. The continuous high-intensity battles made his physical strength and fighting spirit decline rapidly.

His eyes swept across the battlefield, and his mood became more and more depressed.

Under the impact of the skeleton soldiers who did not care about their own lives, the Snow Maple Legion carefully trained by Viscount John could only barely maintain its formation, and the 500 serfs were beaten to pieces, and some people had begun to flee because of fear.

In this case, the more you run away, the faster you die.

If Viscount John returned to the main camp at this time, he could still save the army that was about to collapse, but...

The electric-horned silver-eyed horse suddenly rushed forward, and the fist of the plague giant smashed down behind him.

There was one behind him, one in front of him, and another not far to the right. The giant monster whose lower limbs had been destroyed by him had now stood up again!

Three plague giants.

At this moment, the plague giant opposite suddenly opened its mouth, and the gray-white dead fire burning around its body flowed into the ground along its feet and spread, igniting the bodies of every undead creature in the range. The bones softened and collapsed like candles, and the gray and white soul fire flowed back and flowed into the mouth of the plague giant.

Viscount John was horrified and urged his horse forward, while his fighting spirit swelled and poured into the spear!

The sense of honor of a knight does not mean being stupid enough to wait for the other party to complete the killing move!

However, the necromancer hiding in the army had already locked onto Viscount John's position. He waved his staff, the power of the dead entangled him endlessly, and he chanted a spell in a low voice, then raised the bone staff and aimed it at John!

The dead white breath flashed on the white bone staff.

The pillar was shattered by the third-level necromancy.

It was as if a bucket of boiling water was poured over his head, and the icy fighting spirit that Viscount John had condensed suddenly dissipated, and then all the bones in his body began to tremble and vibrate, as if they had their own will and life, and wanted to leave the body at any time!

The intense pain spread throughout his body in an instant, and even though Viscount John mobilized his fighting spirit to suppress it in time, he still vomited a large mouthful of blood!

Under the armor, every joint of his body was severely bruised, and the knuckles of both hands were torn, and the pain surged into his brain like a tide.

If it were someone else, he would not be able to continue fighting.

But Viscount John quietly mobilized the icy fighting spirit and sealed every wound on his body. The pain would not subside, but the bleeding had stopped!

However, at this time, the Plague Colossus had completed the condensation of the soul fire, and the gray-white soul fire turned into a ball of dead white fire, locking Viscount John!

"Go, old friend!" Viscount John's body was burning with ice-blue fighting spirit. The warhorse under his crotch felt the master's determination, whined, and galloped up with lightning flashing around his body!

The fire in the mouth of the Plague Colossus was boiling and excited, jumping and bursting suddenly, and the dead white flames splashed out like the breath of a dragon!

This flame has no temperature, but everything is melting wherever it passes. Bones, snow, dust and even the earth have become molten, mixed into a piece of crystals with mixed colors.

Soul-burning fire.

Viscount John held up his spear, and the ice-blue fighting spirit whistled and condensed, forming an armor made of ice on his body. On the tip of the spear, the azure fighting spirit seemed to be alive and leaping!

It collided with the deadly white fire stream!

The flowing flames were like a tide, and Viscount John was like a reef in the tide, letting the waves of fire rush wildly, but he remained unmoved!

The huge impact force hit Viscount John, and was diverted by the electric-horned silver-eyed horse under his crotch. This second-level monster lowered its head, and its muscles were tense. Its four hooves plowed deep grooves on the ground, but it still raised its hooves and tried to move forward!

The already severely injured bones were trembling wildly, and Viscount John's wounds sealed by ice broke one after another. Blood mixed with broken ice flowed down, dyeing the handle of the spear red, and was pushed forward by the fighting spirit, making the whole spear stained with a trace of blood.

"For-glory!!"

Viscount John roared, and the azure ice fighting spirit surged wildly. The spear was suddenly raised from bottom to top, and the ice fighting spirit brought a circular arc, finally breaking through the abundant fire flow!

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of the electric-horned silver-eyed horse's mouth, and the horse's hooves were raised and carried the master to run up!

The colossus of the plague slowly closed its mouth, and its two thick arms closed in the center and grabbed the warhorse!

Viscount John's fighting spirit burst out without reservation, and the bitter frost swept across with him as the center, and the earth gave birth to icicles, and also welded the two arms to the ground!

The spear tip swung diagonally, and the bloody icy fighting spirit drew a crescent-shaped blade, penetrated the head of the plague giant, and then drilled out from the back of the head, rushing straight into the sky!

Boom——

The plague giant fell to the ground, raising a piece of snow and dust.

Viscount John slowly turned his horse's head, white air overflowed from the gap of the helmet, his arms naturally drooped, blood seeped out of the seams of the armor, and slowly dripped along the spear.

The electric-horned silver-eyed horse under his crotch was also exhausted, and the originally smooth fur was completely covered with sweat, and it could no longer flash electric light.

The remaining two plague giants took heavy steps and began to approach Viscount John again, like a death knell for the soul.

The old nobleman clenched the gun, but couldn't even lift it. There was still some fighting spirit left in his body, but his body was on the verge of collapse.

After all, he is old.

Stroking the mane of the mount under his crotch, Viscount John showed a smile on his face.

It is better to die on the battlefield than to die in bed.

But after death, this body cannot be left to those necromancers.

The last fighting spirit condensed in his chest.

He didn't want to die like Morgan, so cowardly: "Old man, let's make the last use of our remaining heat..."

The war has failed, but every active plague colossus is a huge threat to the lives of the soldiers. If one more is solved, more people may survive.

The electric-horned silver-eyed horse seemed to understand what its master said. It slowly moved its four hooves. It was a little staggering at first, then it turned into a trot, and then from a trot to a gallop!

The long spear was supported behind the horse, and Viscount John's body was slightly slumped, but the pale blue ice began to condense on his chest.

Among the bones scattered all over the ground, it was like a blue spark.

With this body, it turned into a raging fire.

However, the electric-horned silver-eyed horse stopped abruptly at this moment.

A trace of anger flashed in Viscount John's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw that not far away, a pile of bones were thrown up, followed by the rumbling sound of horse hooves, and then a silver figure appeared in his eyes.

The icy fighting spirit condensed in his chest suddenly dissipated.

Raven's army is coming!

Eric took the lead, and under the trampling of the horse's hooves, all the skeleton soldiers who dared to stop him, whether cannon fodder or elite, would be knocked down, thrown away, and crushed!

Behind him were Raven's personal soldiers. The sharp arrow-like formation pushed away the skeleton wave, allowing the Snow Maple Legion to usher in a rare respite!

A terrifying plague colossus also found Eric's trace. It turned around and smashed its fist like a hill at Eric!

Eric's eyes sparkled, and he didn't dodge or evade, but instead increased his horse's speed!

In front of the giant Plague Colossus, Eric's body was as small and ridiculous as a toy.

The silver-white steel fighting spirit enveloped his body, and Eric raised his shield high, like a meteor, and suddenly hit the fist of the Plague Colossus!

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The next moment.

Boom--

The huge sound of the collision spread along with the raised broken bones and snow. The enchanted shield obtained from the Heleti Treasury was almost beaten into a discus, and the arm of the Plague Colossus also had tear marks like biscuits, and broken bone fragments splashed down!

The silver-white steel fighting spirit poured in, along the cracks all the way up, and smashed half of its body!

"Shoot--" Raven gave an order, and the soldiers raised their crossbows, and the crossbows enchanted with fire aimed at the head of the Plague Colossus and shot over.

With a bang, a little white mark first appeared on the forehead of the giant, but as the flames invaded, the bones began to become fragile. When the first crossbow arrow pierced its forehead, the raging fire spread uncontrollably and wrapped its head. More and more crossbow arrows shot in, engulfing the green soul fire in its head!

The huge body collapsed.

"Be careful!" Viscount John shouted hoarsely, because another plague giant had begun to prepare to ignite the soul-burning fire.

Raven wiped his belt, held the dragon locust wood staff in his hand, aimed at the plague giant, and uttered a syllable.

The land under the giant beast's feet suddenly turned into a pool of mud, which was not enough to submerge it, but made the huge body fall down, and the originally wide-open mouth was submerged in the mud.

It struggled to stand up, and its arms were on the ground to support itself, but another mud spell had already fallen, making it fall deeper!

The next moment, a deadly white flame surged out of the mud, wrapping the Plague Colossus in it. In a short while, it turned into a ball of white clay.

Riding his horse to Viscount John, Raven handed him a healing potion. Viscount John was not polite. He lifted his visor and drank it himself, and then threw the bottle back to Raven: "Donald's good things were not willing to give me at the beginning."

Raven smiled and nodded: "This is not a place to talk, Viscount John, let's go!"

"Go!" Viscount John nodded heavily and ordered loudly: "Snow Maple Legion, follow the Eagle Army and evacuate!"

At the same time, the necromancer who had been staring at Viscount John showed a hideous hatred on his face. He summoned five Plague Colossi in succession and asked him to sacrifice thousands of undead soldiers. Just as he was about to harvest John's soul, another Raven came out!

But since they are here, they will all stay!

He waved his staff, chanted the spell in a low voice, and locked his eyes on Raven.

At this moment, Raven suddenly turned back and stared at me.

He found me! ?

This thought flashed through his mind, because the necromancer immediately got the answer. Raven had raised his staff, and the flames on the top of the staff condensed. Then a fireball whistled up and rushed straight to his face!

The fireball exploded with a bang, and the charred flesh made a sizzling sound, and the smell of rot and burning spread at the same time.

The necromancer was panting in shock - the mage's physique was not as good as that of a knight. If he hadn't dragged a rotten soul corpse to resist the damage for himself, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die!

When he raised his head again, Raven had already escorted Viscount John away with his personal soldiers.

With Eric and his personal soldiers leading the way, the Snow Maple Legion began to retreat in an orderly manner. Although nervous, they also saw a glimmer of hope.

What surprised the Snow Maple Corps was that sometimes, even though they were in danger, the surrounding skeletons suddenly lost their minds and started running around, buying them a lot of time.

Perhaps it was the protection of the priest?

For a moment, they looked at Lux with a trace of awe and worship.

This was certainly not Lux's work, but Raven used the Eye of Truth to cast a spell to remove a few "herders".

Also because of the Eye of Truth, Raven could always find the weak links of the undead army, lead the team to rush over, and open up a new path.

After an unknown amount of time, when Raven broke out of the encirclement of the skeleton army again, the scenery in front of him suddenly opened up.

Finally, there were no more skeletons blocking them in front of them, and they finally broke out of the encirclement!

The cannon fodder skeletons did not move very fast.

Next, they just had to run away and get rid of the skeleton army behind them!

A glimmer of hope appeared on the faces of the Snow Maple Corps and the serfs.

"Hurry up!" Viscount John also recovered some of his strength: "Get rid of these skeletons, and we can rest!"

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