In the distant sky, the gloomy rain was spreading and the surging sounds were heard, as if an amateur symphony orchestra was spreading pollution freely. As for whether the audience would like it, it was something outside of work. Only the distinction between public and private affairs is the good employees of the Nature Company.

I think my God-Dang Nature Unlimited Liability Company has always been rampant and receives countless complaints at every moment. But we never improve our service attitude, but instead regard it as a compliment. At the same time, it becomes more and more serious and free service to move everyone!

The dancing lightning illuminates the entire night sky, and countless dark nights flash and shine, like some scenes in horror movies, gloomy and tense.

The entire land is surrounded by muddy rainstorms. This terrifying wave from the whirlpool brings abundant precipitation to the entire Storm Kingdom every year, ensuring good weather for tens of millions of people. But at this moment, they are naughty and turn the entire land into mud, like a green mudflat in a wetland, slippery and cold.

For those who are rushing, this is absolutely awful weather, especially for the war team who are running wildly.

The girls Chuanyun and Lan Yi were clearing the way ahead. They were skillfully shuttled among the tall trees, carefully searching and identifying the road ahead. The cold rain was blocked by the cloaks on their bodies, but they also soaked their long hair. They jumped quickly among the branches of Wang Shuzhi and barely identified the road ahead based on the map in the team space.

Following closely behind was a tall and burly tauren man. He was wearing wild animal leather armor, and the wound on his chest was barely recovered. The blood dripping from his clothes poured down in the heavy rain. However, he was not aware of it, and he still tried hard to wield the huge single-blade battle axe in his hand to open up a road among the dense thorns. The axe, which was dozens of kilograms, seemed to have no weight in his hands. No matter how difficult the thorns blocking the road were, he could easily open up a spacious road. However, his face was full of anxiety, and he wanted to take two steps in one step.

He is the powerful tauren warrior from the terrifying rune tribe that Wang Qinhu encountered in Takuilin - Harden - the terrifying totem!

Behind him, the pale-faced tauren girl, fallen leaves, waved a staff that emitted strong energy fluctuations. Its whole body was made of delicate, lubricated and tight brown wood. The mysterious magic runes were faintly visible on it. A purple cloth bag hung on the top, exuding a burst of magnificent energy. On it, you can vaguely see countless elemental spirits entangled on it leaping happily. This is a powerful artifact no less than "Atiyes-The Legend Staff of the Guardian".

It took half a day before the staff to release a healing skill, which penetrated into the bodies of the wounded around them, stabilizing their injuries. She turned her head from time to time and looked at the back, with a panic look in her big eyes.

The little girl Amu was leaning behind her, and the star-chasing crossbow shot out sharp arrows with dazzling lightning, sank into the darkness behind her. Although her little face was still calm, her tightly clenched lips revealed her nervousness. Although the shield attached to the armor blocked the surrounding rain, her sideburns were already wet with sweat.

More than a dozen Kurtinis naval soldiers were running wildly on the muddy road with an elf on their back. Only the five musket snipers were holding a magic shield that protected the rain, holding the muskets high and firing backwards alternately. They were used to fighting while talking nonsense, and at this time they did not say a word and stared at the back with concentration.

In the middle of the team, Mina'er was unconscious, her delicate and fair face was wrapped with dark dark air, her two embroidered eyebrows were frowned, and she looked very frightened, and she kept muttering in her mouth. She didn't know what she had experienced, but she seemed so embarrassed.

The elf magician on the side was constantly waving his emerald green staff to bless everyone in the team with the "light body technique". His long golden hair looked particularly messy at this time, his gem-like sky blue eyes were red, and thin bloodshots covered the whites of his eyes, and his rosy face turned pale. He knew that his mental power was overdrawn at a glance.

Only the deposit was still yelling hard, waving his staff and shooting out a series of magic bullets that had become much bigger, which seemed to be much more powerful. I heard carefully, "A bunch of poor ghosts, what are you chasing! Why are you chasing?" "I didn't have a single child after killing it, it was cleaner than a dog licked it." "The most important thing is that I actually ran naked, and I didn't let a piece of equipment rob, and Is there any king's law? Is there any law?"

Let us forgive this funny guy and turn our eyes to the back.

Dozens of warriors from the Storm Kingdom were retreating quickly, with panic and uneasiness remaining on their faces, and it was obvious that the things on them were indeed scared.

Following their pace were the last six royal guards. Judging from their injuries, they were clearly left behind after experiencing cruel and fierce fighting. One of them actually revealed azure blue energy. Judging from this situation, this warrior who was first promoted to an elite royal guard is about to be promoted to a high-level royal guard with outstanding strength!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

At the end of the team, the fat man decisively launched a crazy rush and rushed out. His body was covered with sharp blood holes. The blood was flowing rapidly with the heavy rain, dyeing his assault road into a bloody road. His mouth kept gasping. This tireless monster became a little tired. God knows what he had just experienced.

He grabbed a thin body that was struggling constantly in his broad hand. When thunder and lightning flashed, the sudden light shone out. The compact and dry skin and clothes shrank into a ball, tightly leaning against the slender but thin body that was only bone-skinned. There was no trace of blood in his hands, but sharp claw-like fingers grew. He was cutting blood marks on the fat man's big hand. It seemed that the culprit of the scars had found one.

Its head was also left with the hideous skull, its whole face shrank into a ball, and only the scarlet eyes were still shaking in the night sky, bringing out two narutoes. The lower jaw was crushed by the fat man with brute force, leaving only the upper part of the sharp fangs. Even so, it naturally tried to bite the fat man's hand with its upper jaw.

The monsters that have resurrected from the dead are like Ao and Le Fei who have not recovered from their sanity, just like those undead who have not been successfully scanned by bloody space analysis!

"Persevere, we will arrive at the camp prepared by the griffin knights. We can take a break for a while." Little Laris kept breathing, his little eyes turned red, and he obviously did not have a good rest. Hill was controlling the unexpectedly flexible imperial crocodile on the muddy ground, carrying more than a dozen humans and elves wounded on his back quickly moved.

But God didn't want them to reach their destination so easily. A sharp and loud roar came from the dark forest behind, and everyone's heart trembled because they had seen the appearance of this enemy and his powerful strength.

Boom! Boom!

Two lightning bolts as thick as buckets bombarded the two ancient trees. The vast energy instantly ignited the wet trees, the fierce high temperature directly carbonized the fibers, and two towering flames bloomed instantly, illuminating the scene behind.

The densely packed with dry and twisted monsters were shaking and constantly moving forward. The scarlet eyes were like wildfires of stars, illuminating the entire night sky.

They are numerous and can't see at a glance; they are never tired, without burdens of flesh and blood, and wherever they come from; they are full of killing, and no creature visible to the naked eye can survive wherever they go, and they are torn to pieces by the fanatical and cold.

"Damn... why are there so many more again? Should I play like this?"

"yes!"

"You also said that you can kill them completely with your marksmanship."

"Yes! Yes!"

"...It's so dark, our guns are just like that. It's still raining so heavily. How can I be accurate in seconds?"

"You need to aim at the fart, just aim them directly at the high position of their heads. Wouldn't it be over to shoot casually?"

“…It seems…it’s like that.”

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

“………”

“………”

The cold power flowed through more and more rain. The people who had been running wildly for nearly a day began to run out of energy. At this time, what made them persist was not their bodies, but the obsession of not becoming the monster behind them. They had to work hard to continue moving forward, even if they could not see any hope in front or any way ahead.

Hurry!

The last thorn was cut off by the Taurus warrior's axe, but the scene in front of everyone showed deep despair, and thousands of scarlet eyes were placed in everyone's hearts.

A group of neatly arranged undead was walking in slow and firm steps. They were very different from those unclothed in clothes behind them. They were tall, each of which was at least 1.8 meters tall, and each of them was intact, and they also had weapons and equipment. Although their swords and armor were rusted, they could vaguely sense the sharpness at that time from the bright spot that shone with cold light.

The difference between professional soldiers in the undead and militia and civilians!

In front of them, a dead spirit with a blood-colored aura under their bodies was directing them to rush forward. From its agile movements and its dazzling eyes, it can be seen that this dead spirit has a considerable high level of wisdom.

These are actually intelligent creatures?

Deep despair emerged from everyone's heart. They looked at the army of undead walking in the rain, holding the sword in their hands tightly, breathing involuntarily and preparing for the final battle!

Even if you die, you will die on the road to charge!

Hehehe...

It's about to unveil a corner of my thoughts...

Thinking about it, I still feel reluctant to let it go...

Ahem,

A daily question: "Is the first death knight a human or an orc?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!