Chapter Six Tired

On the top platform of Tiffany, trained warriors were launching waves of attacks downwards, bows, javelins, and stones, successfully blocking the Tide Legion in the middle platform again and again. When the teams were alternated again, the archers put away their empty quiver pots, retreated, and gave way to the pitcher carrying a large bundle of javelins.

Suddenly, the warriors on the edge of the platform started to riot. Two archers turned their backs to the outside and screamed and fell out of the platform. An extremely ugly giant hand stretched out from the place where they disappeared. A strip of blood spilled out on the back of their hands with green bristles. Then the corpse puppet appeared in front of the soldiers. The corpse puppet had agility that was completely contrary to the huge and bloated body. It slightly shook its body and appeared in the crowd the next moment, blocking the passageway for the fighters to retreat to Tiffany.

An archer came to his senses and raised his shaking hands and shot a crooked arrow. The corpse puppet ignored the weak arrow and let it pierce into its body. Compared with its size, the arrow used by the archer was too small.

Faced with this terrifying green monster, it was difficult for the soldiers to regard it as a new species, rather than a pile of fragments of human corpses. A brave warrior who was still in the passage jumped up while the corpse puppet was facing his back to him and stabbed his sword into its body! When the sword went down, it was like inserting a piece of rotten meat, splashing out a small stream of green juice, emitting a large stench.

The sneak attacker was sprayed with juice splashed out on his face. He was stunned for a moment, looking at the green rot that was falling in front of him in confusion. Then everything fell into darkness. His two eyeballs fell out of his eye sockets and slid down with the sticky rotten flesh on his face.

The warrior didn't know that all the flesh on his face had rotted down at an extremely terrifying speed, revealing the thick white bones under the flesh. And the dark green had spread rapidly down his neck.

In the blink of an eye, the warrior's armor and carrion like a pool of soft mud were scattered all over the ground, leaving only a complete skeleton standing there.

Most of the soldiers who smelled the foul smell turned blue and shaking, and the closest few fell to the ground, their faces turned blue and black, their limbs kept twitching, and they seemed to be unable to survive.

Dozens of warriors on the other side of the platform looked at the small human head on the huge body of the corpse puppet, and were a little scared for a moment. But before they could even pluck up the courage to charge, the corpse puppet opened its mouth and suddenly spewed out a thick green mist. The fog condensed but did not dissipate. In the dim light, it was almost impossible to see what was happening in the fog.

There is only scream, as if it will scream forever!

The corpse puppets climbed to the top of Tiffany's city one by one and began a killing journey among the dense soldiers. The head of a corpse puppet suddenly screamed, and the ups and downs were like a magic spell.

The screaming was over in a blink of an eye, and it turned out to be a spell!

Dozens of Tiffany warriors surrounding the corpse puppet suddenly screamed, their bodies were like broken clay sculptures, and their flesh fell one by one, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a moving skeleton holding a shield and a sword!

A Delaware officer who was commanding the attack on the corpse puppet not far away had an experience in identifying magic. Seeing the magic of the corpse puppet, he couldn't help but take a breath! This is the flesh-and-blood extraction! The corpse puppet's talented magic is actually the flesh-and-blood extraction! Although it seems that each corpse puppet can only use the flesh-and-blood extraction once, in the city where warriors are densely packed, just one flesh-and-blood extraction is enough to make the corpse puppet have dozens of additional skeleton guards. The combat power of these skeletons is average, but under their escort, the corpse puppet can calmly spit out poisonous mist, and the lethality is by no means a simple addition.

On the other side of the city wall, dozens of soldiers replaced their spears. With a shout, they rushed towards a corpse puppet from both sides at the same time, stabbing it into a hedgehog! The corpse puppet's head couldn't help screaming at the sky, twisting and struggling desperately, but with the combined efforts of dozens of brave warriors, how could it make it? In a blink of an eye, several spears even emerged from the other side of its body!

The dying corpse puppet suddenly emitted an extremely unpleasant roar, and then his body quickly grew bigger and with a bang, it exploded into a ball of green mist covering dozens of meters of radius, cageing the surrounding soldiers in the fog, and the dark green body fluids and fragments kept splashing out of the fog!

Under the green mist, large patches of thick green pus began to flow out, and a little dark red can be seen floating on some organs that have not yet been completely decayed.

For a moment, a large green mist exploded from the top of Tiffany's city from time to time. While the brave warrior destroyed a corpse puppet, he could not escape the attack of the corpse puppet's self-destruction.

At the city, Tiffany's killing puppet was in trouble. When a killing puppet often hit the ground, the heavy infantry on all sides would throw iron chains. Even if the crisscrossing iron chains were cut off, most of them would still be wrapped around them, greatly constraining the actions of the killing puppets. At this time, the heavy hammers in hand, the tide heavy infantry, who were fearless in death, would rush up and hammer them all, smashing the treasures of Winner into a pile of scrap iron.

Especially after the Ticton warrior holding a giant hammer with both hands joined the battlefield, he could completely destroy a killing puppet with just a dozen hammers.

"Damn it, we're all gathered here!" A low scolding came from the attic of a building in Tiffany City, with a trembling voice from fear.

The building is facing a square. Although this square is not big, it is important, with a well-connected passage and not far from the city gate that the imperial army attacked. Therefore, it has become a place for mobilizing reserve troops during wartime and reorganizing too many casualties. At this moment, the square was crowded with wounded soldiers, and the final reserve troops were gathering to strengthen the city defense.

There was a man hiding in the attic, secretly observing the crowded square from the cracks in the blinds, just Robertsky, who sneaked back to Tiffany's city one step ahead of time. His face was pale and his body was shaking violently.

He had seen the holy light pillar that ran through the heaven and earth, which was a signal that Roger asked him to take action.

"No...it doesn't matter! This... this bottle of things can make me completely immune to the effects of the undead magic! Yes, immunity! Then what are I still... afraid of? But, they... won't lie to me, right?"

Robertsky had a fight with his teeth, and he trembled and took out a gray bottle from his arms. His hands were shaking so hard that he tried several times in a row but failed to open the bottle plug. Instead, he almost dropped the bottle to the ground.

He suddenly became angry and cursed in a low voice: "Robersky, you are already a viscount, Viscount! If you are still so unreliable, you might as well die!!" He rushes his blood, pulling out the bottle plug, sips the magic potion in the bottle in one go, and then gasps, just like he has just experienced a big battle.

He took out a spiral gray crystal from his arms, and took the light and light outside the window, looking at the grey crystal with a very strange aura. There was a faint gray mist in the crystal clashing back and forth in the extreme fierceness, as if he wanted to break through the shackles of the crystal. Robertsky could even feel the crystal trembling slightly.

As if she felt his gaze, the gray fog in the crystal suddenly stopped, and then turned into a vicious woman's face! She opened a mouth full of sharp teeth and bit Robertsky hard!

Robertsky was so scared that he sat down on the ground, and the crystal fell down! Fortunately, the gray crystal fell on a thick pad and was not broken.

This time he was so scared that he almost fainted! After drinking the magic potion, Robertsky's face turned blue and gray. When he was scared, the last little blood on his face disappeared.

Robertsky finally felt that the terrifying degree of this gray crystal was far greater than that of other things. He really didn't want to get closer to it, even for a second!

Robertsky suddenly grabbed the gray crystal, opened the blinds, and threw the gray crystal towards the army in the square with the greatest strength in his life!

"Who!" Although the square was extremely chaotic, an officer still shouted loudly and drew his sword to cut the gray crystal above his head in half! In this case, he could find that someone threw objects and attacked him, which is not an ordinary person. Even the generals of the Aslofik Empire have always admired the quality of the Delaware soldiers.

The fog trapped in the gray crystal finally got free and spread rapidly, turning into a looming banshee!

The Dead Banshee suddenly found that there were living people below, and she seemed extremely angry. She opened her mouth with all her might and let out a shrill cry that is incapable of human beings! In front of this unimaginable scream, all souls were like a piece of crystal clear and fragile glass, shattering one after another!

The Howling of the Banshee, the top undead magic, ranks at the ninth level in the magic system. And now the one who is wandering in the square is a real banshee!

After the first shout, almost all the soldiers fell within a hundred meters of the banshee. Only a few soldiers who were strong enough or lucky enough could still stand in place. The Dead Banshee stared at the alive warriors in the square, obviously not satisfied with her own results. She quickly floated to the other end of the square and let out an extremely tragic scream!

The square was completely in chaos.

Looking at the deceased banshee who was completely incarnated by the God of Death, Robertsky's legs were completely weak. Although the banshee's screams would still reach his ears, Robertsky's soul remained motionless in front of the screams. Obviously, the magic potion he had just drunk was not a fake. But this could not relieve his fear.

Robertsky insisted on walking downstairs before seeing the owner's family falling down in the howl of the banshee. He was so scared that he felt weak all over and could not even move a step more, so he simply fell into the pile of corpses and pretended to be dead. In this chaos, perhaps pretending to be dead can save his life than running away.

The only thing Robertsky prayed for was that the basement of Winnie's house was deep enough to allow her and her family to safely survive the chaotic moments of the city when the city was broken.

The banshee's howl had disappeared. I don't know if she had gone away or had exhausted her power completely disappeared. But Robertsky had no intention of getting up at all, and he did not dare to look outside. The only thing he had the courage to do at this moment was to continue lying on the ground and pretend to be dead.

The originally noisy square outside was already dead silent at this time...

The dust and smoke rose into the air with a huge roar. When it dissipated, only rubble and ruins were left, and the wandering souls floating into the air began to increase in a hundred ways.

Although the red dragon is at a disadvantage, it can still struggle.

But just as the gap in the night was about to close, a sacred dragon emerged from the clouds!

The sacred dragon slid down silently, with only two dragon-word magic, one to enhance the attack power of the silver dragon, and the other to curse the red dragon, which made the battle between the two giant dragons appear to be a general inverted situation.

Gregory enjoys this feeling of controlling the battle situation while chatting and laughing. It decided to continue to work harder on assisting dragon language magic in the future. This is simply wonderful. It can not only control everything, but also take into account the majesty and graceful posture of the sacred dragon. A sacred dragon and a lower-class dragon tribe fight in hand-to-hand combat? It is a shameful thing to think about it.

Most importantly, this is safe.

Seeing the appearance of the floating city and two giant dragons, the morale of the imperial warriors was greatly boosted, and the voices of cheering and praising the goddess resounded throughout the clouds!

Winner just stared at the miraculous floating city frantically, completely forgot about the world around him. The angry face of Sky was extremely ugly. He stared at the Ferry floating down from the sky, Androni and Seuss, feeling that his heart was sinking little by little, and the forest light that had been prepared almost failed.

The wind and moon quietly emerged in the air, unlike other powerful people in the holy realm, with no light on her body, only a pair of silver eyes flashing under the night sky.

She raised her right hand, and the red dragon, whose power was already in the mad attack of the silver dragon, whineeded, and was suddenly pulled into the air by an extremely powerful force of gravity.

Feng Yue's silver eyes lit up, his hands were closed, and dozens of crisscrossing gravity instantly shattered the bones of the red dragon's body! The red dragon that was summoned could not even scream, but it turned into a scattered magic energy.

At this time, the wrath of the sky had completed the forest light, and the ground suddenly lit up, and then a beautiful forest suddenly appeared in front of people. The bright and warm sunlight shone through the forest tips and shone on the clear spring water in the forest. A naked beautiful girl slowly floated in the spring water. She opened her eyes, and the eyes that were the same color as the sunlight focused on the Bone Emperor and the Black Warrior Emperor.

This unparalleled magical beauty is a rare gift to the living beings, but it is a catastrophe to the undead.

The Bone Emperor, who had just escaped from the red dragon flame, was still dragging the Black Warrior Emperor. No matter how fast he was, he could not get rid of the forest light that had locked him. He stretched out his left hand, and a dark black light shield formed in his hand. The Bone Emperor wanted to block the forest light with his thousand-year-old aura of death.

A strange low roar suddenly sounded in the sky! Xius appeared in front of the Bone Emperor at an incredible speed. He straightened his chest and calmly endured the scorching gaze of the forest girl!

As the strong magic light of the same color as the sunlight flashed, Xius's face turned rosy and floating like a fairy. He had not consumed anything at all, and when he was repaired so hard by the forest light, his condition was so good that he could not be better.

At this time, the sky's wrath of ice began to gusts of ice wind. Death Clan and Androni rushed over like lightning, but the weapons in their hands finally hit a faint and blurry phantom.

Feng Yue's silver eyes slowly swept across the city, but could not find the trace of the wrath of the sky. In terms of her whereabouts, Druid was often not inferior to the best thief. She ignored the wrath of the sky, but just flew up slowly and returned to the floating city.

The brilliant Xius took the Black Warrior Emperor from the Bone Emperor and smiled and said, "You can kill the enemy, I'll take care of him..."

"No! No! I haven't failed yet! What a hell! Why did so many powerful guys come to my Tiffany? Six, no, five holy realms, that elves are a little short of the holy realm. Oh my God, what is that! That's a woman... a woman who strangled an adult red dragon with empty hands? No, I must have read it wrong, right, wrong! She's gone! Ah haha! God... Which god should I pray to?... Oh, no! My last baby!" Wenna's face turned gray and nonsense, while rushing to pull a switch.

Tiffany's steel gate fell again, blocking the influx of the Imperial heavy infantry outside.

However, the Imperial heavy infantry suddenly separated from both sides like a tide, making way for a tall man who was slowly walking. They did not know who the man was, nor did they know why he appeared here. It was just that all the soldiers subconsciously refused to approach him, half because of awe and half because of admiration.

The man was flowing like a substantial golden light. The light was neither strong nor dazzling, soft and gentle, and not at all ostentatious.

However, everyone's eyes subconsciously avoid this light, which is humility and awe from the depths of the soul.

The man had a very clear and strong face, and it was Macbeth.

In a blink of an eye, he had arrived at the city of Tiffany and placed his hand on the steel gate. A dark red spread rapidly, dyeing the entire steel gate red in an instant. The steel gate was like a large piece of cheese roasted by fire, softening and dripping quickly, leaving a pool of corrugated solid and liquid steel floors on the ground.

The crystal screen in front of Wen Na suddenly appeared dozens of horizontal lines, and it jumped in chaos for a while before darkening. No matter how he inputs magic, he cannot get any response.

"Your babies are all finished, so you should surrender obediently!"

Wenna suddenly turned around and looked at Ban and Androni who were walking through the gate. At such a close distance, two sanctuaries! Wenna's eyes twitched, and one hand quietly retracted her sleeves.

However, the yellow light flashed in front of him, and Wen Na felt a little tingling on his shoulder. All his movements became very slow, and he watched Androni's slender hands fly in agile manner, taking off all the gadgets hidden on him one by one.

Until then, Winner tried to stop her hands and lifted them to her chest.

In an inconspicuous house, the wrath of the sky stepped out from the surging ice wind. His face was very gray, and the summoned red dragon was strangled by Feng Yue, which was also a heavy blow to him.

After the sneak attack, Sky Wrath thought he could eat two holy realms steadily and leave some energy to drive away the remaining magicians with Wen Na. But he never expected that the other party had five holy realms and two giant dragons! The last giant dragon that appeared looked like a sacred dragon no matter how it looked!

Although the Wrath of Sky never doubts his power, he still does not have this confidence in fighting magic against a legendary sacred dragon.

What's more, that terrifying Feng Yue even destroyed the adult red dragon he summoned with a wave of his hand!

what does that mean?

For the first time in his life, Sky Wrath felt that running away was not a shame.

Fortunately, the Great Druid was skilled in hiding whereabouts. After escaping, I hope that those holy lands will not be found for a while. The Wrath of the Sky has built a portal in this house in advance, just step in.

The portal was located in the lobby of the house. The Wrath of Sky felt a lot more at ease when he saw the constantly waving halo in the portal.

Just as he was about to take a step, a dark gray fluctuation rushed from behind silently, and in a blink of an eye, most of his protective magic was eliminated.

"Wrath of the Sky, this is the first time we have met!" The smiling fat man appeared. He was not suddenly caught in the last moment of nonsense with the enemy, but was afraid that the Wrath of the Sky would have some help. For invisibility, he did not have any protective magic on his body, and he would definitely not be able to withstand the counterattack of the Wrath of the Sky. During the time he greeted, the magic light on Roger's body kept flashing, and one protective magic after another blessing on himself.

"Now you have let go of the ninth level magic, and the eighth level magic has been sent out. We can fight fairly..." The fat man smiled. After the protective magic that had been prepared, silver light armor began to appear on his body again.

"Old guy, do you still want to leave alive today?" Although he said something was rude, Roger's smile and tone were very gentle, as gentle as if facing a beautiful woman who was about to seduce her to bed.
To be continued...