Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

The Shadowmoon priests summoned their own undead creatures. These undead creatures were not busy participating in the battle. They carried a horn. The horn of the giant horned beast was so big that two death knights needed to carry it. In the past, Helena liked to personally Blow it, but now that he's wearing Isair's dead skin, it's a pity that he can't enjoy the fun.

So his attendant priest blew the horn. The sound of the horn was single but powerful, bringing the vast sky in the north. Commander Damara raised a long knife and pointed it at the battlefield. Twelve ghost chariots appeared in the void, and the white void The shadows are very clear when the night falls. The ghost horse snorts inaudible to the living people and spews white smoke from its mouth. The tall horses stomp on the ground with their hooves anxiously. , White fire burst out of their eye sockets, their faces were rotten, and the swords in their hands were rusty.

With a sharp swing of the long knife, Damara gave the order to charge!

The army of corpses and the ghosts charged side by side, the chariots took the lead, and the wheels rolled silently, leaving rumbling tremors in people's hearts. They passed over the heads of human warriors, and brought gusts of cold wind, blowing towards the army of half-orcs, half-orcs. The orcs backed away screaming, and some roared at the top of their lungs, trying to frighten the undead like they used to frighten their opponents away.

The pale ghost vanished the moment it charged into the formation of the living. The half-orcs thought their method worked, and were about to roar again, when they suddenly felt a cold breath climb up their throats, and a cool invisible object pinched their necks, sticking to their throats. On their backs, their hands and feet immediately lost heat. They couldn't even hold the stone axes, and they all fell to the ground, panting with their mouths open.

Seeing this, the human warriors rushed forward with shouts, and even the corpses crowded around them looked cute, and they desperately attacked the fallen half-orcs.

Something was wrong, and the half-orcs shouted the slogan to retreat.

"Domarag!" Helena yelled loudly, "Domarag! Are you going to run away!"

He called out a name——Among the half-orcs, a particularly burly half-orc raised his head suddenly, and the half-orc's slender beast eyes quickly walked around the battlefield, and soon he and Helena's eyes met Meeting in mid-air.

The leader of the half-orc savage stone tribe, the well-known human enemy, Domarag the Bone Claw.

He stood abruptly in the retreating half-orc army, looking quite prominent. The human warriors glared at him angrily, but they couldn't do him any harm. In the orange vertical pupils of this half-orc leader, only the orange eyes floating in mid-air remained. Helena.

Among the ferocious armor of the half-orcs, only Domarag was wearing a cloak made of white wolf fur. As bright red human blood was rolling down, Domarag moved the sharp blade to his mouth provocatively, licked slowly with his wide and rough tongue, and swept away the remaining human flesh and blood on the weapon. He suddenly lifted his cloak and roared upwards:

"The black robes of the north! You have broken the precept!"

The half-orc's lingua franca had a thick accent, and if you didn't listen carefully, you might even think it was just a vague roar. This roar even made some human soldiers dizzy. Domarag pointed his sharp claws at Helena, and he roared: "Priest! You are meddling in something you shouldn't be in charge of! Manshi will let you know the rules of orcs!"

A pitch-black spear emerged in the midair, and the spear made of black diamond swished towards Domarag. The half-orc leader opened his mouth wide and roared, his muscles tangled like old tree roots. The boulder on the ground, the spear of the dark magic collided with the pure physical force of the orc, and the boulder and the spear shattered at the same time.

The fleeing half-orc warriors immediately formed a formation to guard the leader. They bared their fangs at Helena, and retreated in an orderly manner protecting Domarag.

Helena looked down at these half-orcs contemptuously. He smiled and said softly, "Bonebreaker Claw, you cheated first!"

Domarag's muscles visibly twitched. The black robes in the north were right. It was indeed the Manshi tribe who cheated first—they accepted the assistance of an organization that called itself the "Sivar Abyss Council", which claimed to be able to make Since then, they have no worries about food and clothing, no need to spend time with Osland on the northwest defense line, no need to travel around for water and food, and they can even let the Manshi tribe enter the rich southeast country and live in that rich paradise on earth.So Domarag allowed those humans to enter the orc tribe to preach, and their shamans even learned the spells taught by those who called themselves priests of oblivion, so in just a few days they raided the holy dragon, the great dragon knight The country was defeated like a mountain, and the Manshi tribe harvested villages and farms heartily, and a large number of human civilians became slaves of the tribe.

They failed to hide the black robe from the north.

Domarag has nothing to say. They have mastered the magic to deal with dragons, but the holy dragon has brought the Shadowmoon Temple, and they are famous and upright. Horn, to send troops in the name of resisting the invasion of evil gods.

The half-orc leader licked his fangs and tasted the sweetness of human flesh and blood in his mouth. He grinned: "We're even, priest."

"No." Helena still smiled, "Just run away, attacking the Holy Dragon Empire is the last thing you can do as the leader of the Manshi."

The army of half-orcs didn't get any cheap, they retreated quickly, this is the usual harassment tactic of half-orcs, because the mobility of human soldiers is far from keeping up with the foot strength of these half-orcs, so Helena and The Dragon Emperor regarded repelling the orcs as a temporary victory, but Helena said to Domarag:

"Shadow Moon came to destroy the forces of evil gods, and I myself..." He said with a smile, "I came for revenge, Domalag the Claw of Bonebreakers, I will take your life, and I will keep my word .”

The crimson fire cloud boiled all the way from the west. When the Manshi tribe attacked the outpost of the Holy Dragon Empire, almost at the same time, the Yinxin Fortress also ushered in the third attack.

After the daylight disappears at night, the sky is left with a dark purple. Every family has enjoyed dinner and is about to go to bed. The Silver Heart Fortress is now implementing a strict curfew. The streets are empty, there are no markets and tourists, shops are locked early, and the fortress guards , Magic Legion and priestly knights take turns to patrol.

Mavis followed Kevin closely. Ever since they had a substantive relationship, Kevin hadn't said a word to him. If he hadn't refused when Mavis gave him the medicine, Mavis He would think that he really angered Kevin. Now the priest is like an awkward black cat, with his back turned to him in anger, but his ears are actually sticking out, for fear that the people behind him may not keep up.

In the middle of the night, a holy white knight followed a necromancer into the cemetery?Mavis still had a strange feeling that he was dreaming.

Kevin stood at the entrance of the cemetery. The detective ghost he cast told him that there was something abnormal in the cemetery. The banshee Adeline went to inform the temple, and soon the high priest Yalan led the team to arrive.

The soil in the cemetery rolled up, and the tombstones were pale and seeped in the moonlight. The necromancers were the only ones who were at ease in the cemetery in the middle of the night. The holy white knights were the first to lose their composure. But Kevin laughed very bluntly.

"Nothing new." He commented, "Before starting the fight, wake up the corpses of the ancestors in the city and try to shake the will of the defenders. Why are such old-fashioned and backward methods still being used?"

This tactic is very popular among necromancers when they need to do evil. Nine out of ten bad mages who are crusaded do this. Necromancers who go to the battlefield will also do this. The companions are resurrected from the dead and attack their own people. This is a psychological tactic. .

"The awakening magic circle has long been unknown." Yalan said, "We were busy dealing with the magic circle awakened by the skeleton knight before, and we didn't detect the one hidden in the cemetery."

Sissel and Dinin had a cold wind blowing in the cemetery all night, but they didn't notice it, so Yalan was a little angry with the students. If there were no accidents, the two high-ranking priests should not have noticed it.

Moiraine leaned on his ear and said, "...When they went back that day, Priest Sissel was running a fever because of... um... because of that incident. It was Dinin who carried him back..."

Yalan decided not to be angry again.

He said, "Is the rate of virginity among clergy a bit high in the past month?"

Moiraine glanced at the person in the queue of holy white knights who sent her a love letter, coughed dryly, and said, "If it wasn't for a major incident, how could the clergy have the opportunity to get together like they are now!"

"It makes sense." Yalan replied, "Thanks to the Annihilation Sect, they still did a good thing."

Kevin took the lead in suppressing the corpses that crawled out of the soil. Undead spells suppressed their dead bodies, making them difficult to walk. They are about to lose their mobility and turn back into rotten bones. The strength of undead creatures is related to obsession or resentment. Although a resting corpse can be stimulated, it is also easy to calm down.

The only trouble is that the knights need to bury the corpses that crawled out, and level the land, so that the people who come to pay homage the next day will not find anything strange.

"Your Excellency the High Priest." The paladins became distressed, "We're lying together, and we can't tell which one is in which tomb. Do you want your relatives to identify you?"

"Bury it whatever you want." Yalan's answer made the holy white knights of the Kantanaroa Temple look sideways.

He smiled and explained: "The souls of the ancestors have already rested. They have already arrived at the Garden of God. The corpses left in the world will eventually melt into the earth. It is the same in any tomb. They will naturally be accommodated and there is no need to disturb them." The relatives living in this world are gone, why let them see the rotten bones, they can just remember the original yearning."

In the mountain, the legion was assembled and ready to go. A commander asked the archlich standing beside him in a bad tone: "Hey, when will the city be in chaos? Didn't you activate the awakening spell?"

Asius didn't take it seriously, he looked at the tranquility in the city, and spread his hands: "Do you really think that a corpse in a cemetery can cause chaos in the Silver Heart Fortress?"

The Lich sneered, wishful thinking.

"The plan in the Holy Dragon Empire is not going well, and the Silver Heart Fortress must be taken this time!"

Beside him, the Legion of the Annihilation Sect is ready to go, just waiting for the time to go to war.