Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

The dark tower closed the door tightly, and the pattern on the base of the tower moved, completely integrating the door with the surrounding stone bricks.

It's not just a closed door. Priest Annihilation has done a huge space magic on the first and second floors. The two floors are temporarily isolated from the outside world. The nodes of the magic circle are inside the door. Now only the people inside can open it. They made every preparation to let the light go out here.

They waited outside the tower, waiting for the celebration when the tower door opened.

——This battle is bound to be tragic. They know the details of the leader's trump card. The continuous attack for many days consumes the spiritual power of the high priest, but the Lich uses the power of death to increase its strength. I think the possibility of pushing the door to walk out of Asius is more than half, and even if the ending is not satisfactory, the high priest of light can kill the lich they regard as their ace weapon, and then it will be the end of their battle. There are dozens of annihilation spellcasters outside, not far away There are barbarian soldiers from Xueling and desperadoes who have defected to them all these years. They are not to be underestimated. They are famous among the northern mountain people. Replenishing their energy and recharging their energy is not the same as the exhausted defenders of the Silver Heart Fortress.

The necromancer in charge of monitoring the battlefield said that everything was fine. After the high priest attended the appointment, the Silver Heart Fortress fell silent, and it seemed that morale was low. Although the undead creatures were half bombarded by the arrogant holy light when the high priest came, the rest were still obedient and easy to use , tireless and remembering no fear, still on the battlefield.

The dead man walked forward silently, without breath, and his footsteps made a dry rubbing sound when they stepped on the ground. This sound was reassuring and comfortable to the necromancers of the Annihilation Sect. Corpse is the most obedient and handy weapon. The death of the color change is the source of their power. These spellcasters who are not taboo and have no bottom line, when they cast spells, they are terribly tricky and insidious. How could the "traitor of death" be afraid of the moral values ​​of the living to finally grasp the mystery of death?

Confident eyes swept across the face of the undead creature. The necromancers stood up and looked at their companions suspiciously. Who called the corpse back for what?

This corpse that was used as cannon fodder was an ordinary village woman of Shenglong. The envoys of the Manshi tribe sent their captives from the west. Her skirt smelled of fireworks all the year round, and her peaceful life was suddenly broken. , was sent with half a breath left, entered the magic circle of the underground tower and walked through it, and when it came out, it was a mass-produced artificial undead creature cannon fodder.The negative emotions absorbed from Xialan City were enough to support that magic circle to rebuild an army.

The woman had a grim expression before she died. If it wasn't for the fact that she had no power in life, she might have evolved into a more advanced undead creature.

There was only a faint fire in those eyes, she seemed to look around, the light became stronger, the purple fire was about to rise from the eye sockets, she was about to evolve into a banshee with self-consciousness!

"Ah!" The mage stared at her, considering whether it should be used for research, and suddenly let out an unbelievable exclamation. A small child appeared behind him, and was digging out the mage's heart with his own hand bones.

The newly dead body fell down and immediately got up before it touched the soil. His companions were stunned, and then the woman who had evolved into a half-banshee howled, and the mages who got close immediately squatted down covering their heads. Going down, I didn't expect this trick at all.

"How is it possible!" The necromancers panicked.

They suddenly saw more undead creatures turning back silently behind the banshee. They silently walked back to the necromancer, biting the mage's flesh and blood in the most simple and primitive way.

"Stop!" The mages frantically used gestures, incantations, and issued various orders, but the low-level corpses that were supposed to be in good shape did not respond at all.At this time, the high-level undead creature flying in front of it, which had a deterrent effect, came back to its senses and tried to rush back.

A black-robed man was exposed behind the corpse, a flag was erected, and a thin figure stood among the corpses holding a black flag embroidered with a crescent moon. He said flatly:

"Revenge!"

——The voice of the dark herald Isair is an order from death, he said to take revenge, so the undead obeyed him, he passed the order from the dark, awakened the soul of the dead, and the eyes of the silent undead creatures lit up The dark fire of the soul, the afterglow of the fire is lit in the withered ashes, they look around the place, the chaotic soul finds hatred from death, and recognizes the face of the enemy in confusion.

"Destroy my homeland, kill my flesh and blood, and eat my relatives, you shouldn't forget." Isair said, "Go for revenge! Go and get back all this from your enemies!"

The corpses all turned around, and the driven cannon fodder suddenly found their forgotten past life.

The necromancers were terrified. They recognized the man holding the flag. All the restless forces in the Northern Kingdom trembled in front of him. No lawless necromancer dared to set foot on the Northlands openly—it wasn’t Isair’s face they saw , what they saw was Shadow Moon's High Priest Siyue, and even though the Lich's soul controlled this body at this time, and the purple flames flickered in the eye sockets, they also saw his master through the Lich, it was just an order officer, whose orders come from the leader of darkness.

"My teacher's face is more effective than your spell." Kevin who came after seeing everything laughed.

In the queue of paladins who saw Yalan off, Etjaye kept brushing up his presence, so that everyone on the other side knew that the high priest had a little lover of dark background who was saying goodbye to him. Lich Isair was successfully sent to the opponent's formation.

As soon as the order of the herald came out, the necromancers without the backing of Asius were immediately counterattacked by the defected undead creatures. The black-robed priests under the city wall competed one by one, competing for teleportation. In terms of casting speed and casting distance, Kevin deserved it The first to reach the front line wins.

The accident happened only in an instant, and the wandering high-level lich immediately returned to defense, only to find that a group of paladins rushed out of the side somehow, the holy light on the armor was extremely dazzling, and they took advantage of the holy light scattered by the high priest without money , Did not return to the fortress at all, the sword-wielding priests in the queue held up the holy sword, and the light diffused from the sword in all directions, like lighting a lonely lamp in the dark night.

Not to be outdone, the Holy White Knights of Kantana Loa Temple specially chose to dance in the open space where there is no shadow moon priest.

They cooperated very tacitly. Under the protection of the dark knights, the rushing Shadowmoon Priest concentrated on seizing control of the undead army. Annihilation Priest, life force and annihilation magic confrontation, evenly matched.

The barbarian soldiers and desperadoes in the camp rushed out of the camp immediately. They grabbed their weapons and showed bloodthirsty smiles, but suddenly they stepped on the bushes.

They were dumbfounded as they watched the thorns come to life, climb up their legs, the thorns cut through the skin and tightened.

"Devil vine! Devil vine!" they roared, and a sharp arrow passed through their grown mouths and nailed to the ground.

The birds in the sky swooped down to the ground, and changed their shapes in mid-air. When they landed on the ground, they were animals like cheetahs and lions. The beasts and barbarian soldiers wrestled together. Some people wearing leaves sprang out from the woods, holding Sticks, jumping up and down like primitive people.

"Druid?" Priest Annihilation was shocked.

The Rangers of the Druid Southern Sect left the Long Lake Maple Forest, and the young apprentices were left to look after the house because they were still infected with the pollution that had not been eradicated. Some druids who were more plant-friendly sat in the tall On the tree trunk, they waved their sticks triumphantly. They did not come alone. In fact, if only the druids came to help out, they could come faster, and the tree people couldn't do it—those ancient natural races came from the soil. Pulling out the roots and trekking long distances, he was holding back his energy and let out a roar from the forest.

"I never knew that even big trees hold grudges." Druid Chris pinched his nose, guiltily began to count how many tree roots he had turned into a puppy.

The tree people remember the real culprit who polluted the maple forest, and since most of the trees are standing in place, these few guys who can run around have a sense of mission. Blight companions take revenge.

Not only the enemy was stunned, but Yinxin's side was also extremely surprised. Molaila chopped down a witch corpse, turned around and asked Dining in a daze, "Where did these guys come from?"

Dining was also stunned, "Maybe... when the high priest asked me to send them away, I seemed to have told them to find reinforcements?"

"Have you ever said that?"

The paladins looked at each other, they couldn't remember when Keli, the other two mercenaries and the elf left.

"Don't worry about that, they came at just the right time!" Moiraine excitedly turned the sword in her hand, turned around and pounced on it again.

There was a constant stream of sharp arrows in the jungle, and the druids obviously couldn't shoot arrows, and neither could the treants - those were woodland elves' arrows.

The gate of the fortress was suddenly opened, and the queue of defenders began to gather——

Now it's counterattack time.