The Sun King's Evidence

"Is this?!" Feeling the power of this undead Chaos Champion, Mashubade was finally moved.

"The souls of the dead, listen to my command. The day of your death will be my time!" Kemmler did not answer Mashubade's words. On the contrary, he increased his mana output.

A group of about two hundred undead Chaos God-chosen warriors appeared behind Gul at the call of Kemmler. They were all wearing strong Chaos armor, holding halberds or two-handed giant axes, and set off under Gul's order. battlefield.

The cloak of the Blood God was flapping, and Gul strode towards the battlefield under Kemmler's order. Those undead Chaos God-chosen warriors also followed the champions of the Four Chaos Gods who had been dead for thousands of years. They no longer had self-awareness. , whose only instinct is to kill.

Mahhubard began to frantically recall all the knowledge he had, and Duke Mousilon muttered to himself: "Could it be that..."

"That's right, Gul, the champion of the Four Gods of Chaos. I found his tomb on the Gray Mountains. Now, he has been used by me." Kemmler's old and dry voice was filled with strong confidence: "His power It’s enough to help us turn the tide of the war.”

Mahhubard nodded silently. Duke Mousilon really didn’t think much about Kemmler’s ability to drive Gul, because two thousand years ago, Nagash successfully drove Gul, allowing this powerful The four champions of the undead were at his disposal.

Kemmler is a very powerful undead wizard. Even if his magic power is different from that of the Lich King Arkhan, it is not too far away. Since he can create the Black Holy Grail Knights, of course he can use these undead Chaos Chosen to control him. warrior.

The appearance of Gul changed the situation of the war.

The first moment the champion of the Four Gods of Chaos entered the battlefield, he waved the black ax in his hand and chopped the three knights errant who were charging towards him into two pieces on the spot. His empty eyes looked towards Embers of soul fire emanate from the outside.

The army of knights led by Francois on the left wing swept through the undead wave like a violent storm. The undead creatures were wiped out under the charge of four thousand knights, whether they were the zombie group at the beginning, the skeleton warriors or the It was the Tomb Ghouls and Tomb Evils behind them, and then the Black Knights Legion and the Spirit-Binding Knights Legion. The knights followed Francois and charged forward. Flags from various principalities were flying high, and lances were broken. Then he pulled out the sword, and the horse's mane was covered with the blood of the undead.

As they penetrated deeper into the battlefield, the knights gradually scattered and formed small lance formations to charge everywhere. The charging power of the heavily armored knights of Britannia was second to none in the old world, and any strong enemy standing in front of them was crushed.

Some knights gradually approached the command platform where Kemmler was.

The vanguard of the knights first ran into this group of undead Chaos Chosen Warriors. The two kingdom knights saw Gul's figure. They shouted their names loudly and prayed to the fairy in the lake that they had found a qualified opponent.

"For the sake of the lady! Accept the sanction!" In the chaotic wilderness, the knights of the kingdom rode their horses on the muddy grass and flew towards the place where the champion of chaos was: "Go to hell!"

Breathing out blue mist, Gul, the chosen champion of the Four Gods of Chaos, raised his battle axe. He swung his battle ax horizontally, and the kingdom knight who rushed towards him also tightened his grip on the lance in his hand: "Be judged! The Lady will grant you destruction!"

Gul danced his battle ax horizontally, and the black ax in his hand swept across the air.

The two knights of the Kingdom who rushed past him were cut into two pieces. Before he could even say a last word, he and his horse died on the spot.

Blood spattered, flowed, and the head fell to the ground. A long line of blue mist spewed out of Gul's mouth. His consciousness was blurred. It seemed that some instinct during his life was making him excited, but after all, he was a human being. dead.

More than two hundred undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors entered the battlefield under the leadership of Gul.

The knights finally encountered a powerful obstacle.

These undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors cannot be harmed by mortal weapons at all.

The knights' lances broke in front of them, and the knights' swords could not cut through their armor. On the contrary, as long as there was a slight flaw, their sharp counterattacks could immediately cost the knights their lives.

Even if a knight pierces their eye sockets with a lance, it will still be unable to cause any harm to them. Only weapons blessed by the prophet of the lake god or even the lake fairy can drive these filthy things back.

As a result, the space became smaller and smaller, and the space for the knights to charge was compressed by the Chaos God's Chosen Warriors. The force of the charge was like waves hitting the rocks. No matter how perfect a textbook charge, the knights still could not shake it. These undead Chaos God-chosen warriors had no trace of them. They always stood in place, approaching step by step, squeezing the charging space of the knights. The war horses fell in front of their halberds and heavy axes, and the knights were pulled off the war horses. Many knights died on the spot and were resurrected as undead knights.

Only a small number of lance formations led by the Holy Grail Knights could break through the blockade of these undead, but the number of Holy Grail Knights was still too small. One after another, the knight squads fell down and were swallowed up by the undead.

In this way, the chosen warriors of the Undead Chaos God gradually reversed the situation of the battle. Gradually, the knights began to lose strength and began to suffer casualties. The situation on the left wing changed from an advantage to a disadvantage.

If this continues, failure will only be a matter of time.

Francois, who was leading the army of knights to charge around, noticed this scene. He raised his unicorn sword and shouted loudly: "Knights of Britannia! My brothers and compatriots! "

The knights regrouped under François's orders.

"Fight for you! Fight for the lady! Fight to protect the kingdom!!!" The knights of the Quinaris Champion Knights Brotherhood gathered together. They were headed by Francois and formed an inverted triangle. The cavalry array.

"Forward!!! For the lady! For Brittany!"

Francois kicked his spurs hard into the belly of his beloved horse. He led the Brotherhood of Champion Knights of Quinaris and charged towards Gul's location.

That was the center of the storm on the battlefield.

"Francois! Finally here!" Kemmler stood high on the podium. He looked at the figure of Duke Winford with an extremely malicious expression: "Deal with him! Gül! Get rid of him!"

The first confrontation between the unicorn sword in François's hand and the black giant ax in Gul's hand sparked sparks. The huge force coming from his arm almost caused Duke Winford to fall off his horse.

Francois's eyes widened. He didn't know why the undead Chaos Champion appeared in front of him, but he was the enemy! This was enough. The Duke, who was skilled in equestrian skills and had reached the state of perfection, easily adjusted his body slightly, and pushed the stirrups hard to restore his body's balance. Then, the unicorn sword shined again: "Ms. Ah, please give me the power of revenge!"

The dazzling bright light erupted from the Unicorn Sword engulfed Gul's figure, and the nearby undead were once again collectively purified into a pile of debris. Even the undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors were restrained by the bright light and temporarily stopped moving. .

The champion of the Four Undead Chaos Gods was not affected by the bright light. Gul raised his axe. He stood on the pile of corpses of dozens of knights and chuckled. The sharp serrations on the blade of the black ax were stained with the knight's blood. Blood, the unicorn sword and the black ax clash again.

There is no winner again!

The battle continued on the battlefield. In this millstone of flesh and blood, the knights on the left began to fight hard. The infantry regiment in the center lost the control of the knights. They were unable to fight against the undead army that was getting more and more. On the right, the dwarves were still fighting hard. , Belegar did not ask for reinforcements from the humans out of pride, but he and his dwarf army were too few.

Francois used all his strength to push Gul's giant ax away. He turned his horse's head and rushed through the battle line composed of the undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors. The unicorn sword rotated repeatedly, forcing back several new weapons and weapons. With a halberd, he tried to pierce the blade blessed by the Lake God into the helmet of an undead Chaos God's chosen warrior.

If there is no invincible existence, there must be a way to kill these powerful undead!

It took effect! Under the powerful blessing from the fairy in the lake, black smoke came out of the helmet of the God's Chosen Warrior in front of him. Under the power of divine purification, the skull filled with the power of the undead and the power of chaos was evaporated, losing the support of the dead bones. The armor fell to the ground.

François successfully killed a divinely chosen warrior, but there was no joy in his heart. He was already a high-ranking knight in the holy realm who was approaching his peak! How many people on the battlefield have his strength?

"Duke, we can't continue like this! We will lose!" Count Conde-Renault fought his way to Francois's side, his armor covered with the flesh and blood of the undead: "We must find a way! "

"No! We can't fail here!" Francois clenched the Unicorn Sword in his hand and shook his head repeatedly: "Find a way to get close to Kemmler, I will have a showdown with him today!"

"I will cover you! My Duke!" Sir Geoffrey of Anglerton led a small number of his knights and shouted towards Francois: "I will buy you time!"

"Okay!" Francois knew that now was not the time to hesitate. The sun at noon had already risen high, and the knightly army and the undead army fought from early morning to noon.

The human army is beginning to tire.

The champion knights led by Francois once again attacked the headquarters of the Tomb Legion where Kemmler was located. Gul followed Kemmler's order and wanted to stop the knights, but a knight wearing silver full-body plate armor used The sword blade in his hand blocked his giant axe: "Jeffrey of Anglerton is here! Who will take my head?!"

After saying that, Sir Geoffrey, the Brittanian hero who had slain a dragon, stopped Gul. Francois and two or three other knights really broke through the last line of defense and headed towards where Kemmler was. Rush everywhere.

"Hoo~" The soul fire in Gul's empty eyes was strong, and he, Jeffrey, was fighting.

After two rough blows, Sir Jeffrey immediately realized that he was no match for Gul. His arms were numb and he was unable to resist Gul's attack.

The black giant ax chopped his shield into pieces with one blow. Jeffrey smiled bitterly. He held his flaming sword with both hands and fought Gul head-on.

Madam, Jeffrey has served you so far. When that moment comes, I hope I can continue to fight for you in your kingdom of God...

Monsieur François, I wish you success...

"Hoo~" The sweeping ax knocked Jeffrey off his horse.

Rolling to the ground in embarrassment, Jeffrey wanted to stand up and fight Gul. When he wanted to get up, a black serrated ax blade penetrated his back from behind, and the plate armor was cut open by the axe. Jeffrey's chest felt cold, his mouth felt sweet, and he spit out blood.

He knew he was going to die.

Gul pulled out his black giant axe. He walked up to Jeffrey and decapitated the champion knight with one axe. The bloody head was pulled out from the knight's neck. Gul looked up to the sky and roared in celebration. Hold on to your own victory.

There was a burst of cheers and a burst of mourning. Immediately, several knights wanted to rush over and seize Jeffrey's head. They all became the souls of Gul's axe. The dead champion of the Four Gods of Chaos was ready to go back to support with a sweeping attitude. Kemmler - his master.

At this time, the Tumulus Legion command podium.

"Kemler!!!" A loud roar sounded from afar. Duke Francois and the two knights behind him broke through the last line of defense and rushed towards Mathhubard and Kemmler who were on the podium. Come, the light from the Lake God on Francois flashes continuously, and the faint spiritual light surrounds Duke Winford. Any guard who tries to stop him is killed by him on the spot. Francois has an extreme expression on his face. Cold anger: "Today is the day you die!"

"François...François!" Kemmler clenched the Noisy Skull Staff in his hand. The Great Undead Wizard knew that victory or defeat depended on this!

Mathubad tried to stop Francois, but an expeditionary knight wearing a red and blue robe and a golden fire dragon cross helmet and the divine sword "Durandale" in his hand stopped him: " Your opponent is me! Traitor!"

"Kalad!" Mahhubard's eyes were red. He clenched his black blade and fought with Kalad.

On the other side, Count Antelm of Kuileu blocked several undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors who came to support from the side: "Cousin! Please!"

Finally, Kemmler and Francois met, and Duke Wenford raised the Unicorn Sword in his hand high, just like the battle between the two sides at the La-Messnel Abbey more than twenty years ago. Same as in.

The first sword, the blade of the Unicorn Sword cut across a silver path and slashed straight down. Kemmler subconsciously raised the Noisy Skull Staff in his hand to resist.

"Kacha~" The staff was cut into two pieces by Francois's sword. Relying on the sacrifice of his own staff, Kemmler barely escaped Francois's attack.

Francois, with a furious look on his face, immediately slashed out the second sword.

"Qiang~" The Chaos Gravedigger Sword was unsheathed. The crisp sound of steel against steel and the sparks told the fierceness of the confrontation. Relying on the blessing of the evil god, Kemmler barely blocked the blow again.

But Francois's offensive was not over yet. A dazzling light erupted from the Unicorn Sword. A purifying light that made Kemmler extremely uncomfortable almost blinded the eyes of the undead wizard. He screamed. He stepped back continuously, covering his eyes with his hands, unable to see anything for the time being.

"Suffer death! Kemmler, for all the knights and people you killed, for your father, for your lady!" Francois's horse's front hooves were raised high, ready to volley down to give Kemmler the final blow!

"Ha~ you are the one who is going to die today, Francois!" A ferocious smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Kemmler's mouth. He stretched out one hand, and the wind of the undead surged.

Gure, who was still at least ten meters away, instantly appeared behind Francois, and the serrated blade of the black giant ax struck Duke Winford like a whirlwind.

"What?!"

"It's over, Francois, our feud for more than twenty years will come to an end today!"

(To be continued)

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