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ARPG Chapter 25 Northern Campaign (4)

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    The Immortal Empire does not have a unified political and religious leader. The three major lords, who are directly subordinate to the God of Death, are the supreme rulers of the empire. Such a big man not only appeared at the beginning of the war, but also went into battle in person, which really surprised the alliance. Everyone  They all unanimously turned their attention to the child of nature standing on the city wall like a target.  However, Link, who was being focused on, focused on the scattered earth element rubble. In addition to the death energy, there was also magic. The death knight was a purely physical attack. Even if it uses divine magic, it is an instant death type, which can instantly disintegrate the blessing.  The earth element that possesses various magical powers can only be the work of the other two lords.  In order to prevent radicals like Julian from messing around, Link directly pointed out the fact that another lord had also arrived on the battlefield.  "Now that you're here, show up. I won't let these mortals leave the barrier of life to make unnecessary sacrifices." As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow slowly appeared above the death knight lord's head, and his whole body was covered by a thick black mist.  In the package, one could barely make out the outline of a "person", and had no idea what was inside.  "Is the always neutral Pillar going to intervene in the material world together with the dawn?" The hoarse voice of a lich or a vampire lord echoed over the fortress. The caster was not the lord himself, but a member of the mage group.  He was seen with his head hanging crookedly, his eyes dull, and he was still controlled.  Both a show off and a statement of fact, it can extend the spell into a fortress protected by a life barrier.  It was this move that completely confirmed his identity as a vampire lord.  Raising his hand to signal to the people around him, a confidant immediately instructed other members of the mage group to imprison the controlled mage. Ortega's mood was even lower than before.  The power of the Son of Nature is enough to change the outcome of a war. Of course, the Immortal Empire will not take it lightly. In previous sieges, two lords have never appeared in battle at the same time.  The chief priest really couldn't see the situation clearly. The situation that was so easy to maintain was broken by this guy. If he failed, the entire mage group might collapse here In just a moment, the magician had made up his mind.  After this battle, report to Hohenheim and find a reason to move away from the front line before the mage group suffers a lot of casualties.  He didn't want to lower his rank on the Council.  "If Hicks hadn't crossed the bottom line, how could Zhu directly intervene." Link directly passed the responsibility to the immediate boss of the Undead Empire.  This was the second time that the commanders heard the Son of Nature call God's name directly, and they all shook their heads at Link's boldness.  Julian walked over and yelled in a low voice that this would bring disaster to mortals.  "If the gods could interfere in the material world at will, there would be no such thing as a divine envoy." Link didn't have the slightest fondness for the future death knight lord, and his tone was almost impatient.  "Don't go out, it's not safe in the barrier." After saying this, he jumped off the battlement, and his free-falling figure suddenly expanded.  The moment he was about to land, he turned into a white deer with huge antlers.  Although it is said to be white, it can only be classified into this color block. Compared with the smoky black of the undead lord, the white deer transformed by Link is more like an aggregate of light, bright but not dazzling.  An indescribable feeling of weirdness.  We and the enemy are both worried and happy. The white deer is the symbol of Isol, the pillar of the earth. Anyone who can change this form represents the highest authority incarnation of the son of nature.  The two lords looked at each other and said nothing.  However, the undead army began to change their formations under silent orders.  The skeleton armies, which are cannon fodder at any level of battle, burrowed into the ground one after another. They were of no use in the face of the incarnated Son of Nature.  Even if it is cannon fodder, it should be used in appropriate places and not wasted in vain.  Ghouls, gargoyles, giant corpses, ghosts, these undead beings slightly taller than skeletons quickly retreated to both sides without giving orders. With their weak IQ, they can clearly feel how terrifying the things approaching step by step are, and the breath of life is not there.  Then there is the signal representing a feast, carrying a terrifying premonition of annihilation.  The death knight lord yanked on the reins.  The dark black nightmare raised its front hooves and assumed the death knight's most famous charging posture.  Its target is the incarnation of the pillar, which is pacing leisurely. With every step it takes, fist-sized hoofprints leave verdant green on the frozen iron ground.  The soil that had been hidden under the ice and snow for a long time was exposed.  The soldiers opened their mouths wide and stared at this scene that was like a miracle. Just stepping on it has such power. If magic is used, wouldn't it be possible to turn the plains affected by the undead's death energy back into the original vast expanse of grassland?  Even the well-informed ** master was stunned, but in terms of divine power.  The Son of Nature is worse than the Paladin of the Dawn who comes with him.  If there is something that seems to be nothing, it can be captured but the specific amount cannot be estimated, just like his appearance, ordinary and bland. If it were not for his amazing actions one after another, no one would believe that he is the son of nature.  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????"??Muttered, his eyes filled with ecstasy.  This is a high-level divine spell. Even the Great Druid cannot cast it so easily. The power of incarnation is indeed extraordinary.  The death knight lord was not swayed at all by the power shown by Link. The death charge came like lightning, leaving only an afterimage in the air that was too fast to see clearly. He and his mount had already passed the white deer incarnation.  .  Everyone held their breath, waiting for the result of this first confrontation.  A line of black smoke rose from the white deer's body, and the torn parts healed at a faster speed before they could reveal their ferocious wounds.  Nature¡¯s healing and restoration, the most basic earth magic, can have such an effect when used by the son of nature at the incarnation level!  If it weren¡¯t for the black mist, the vampire lord¡¯s face must have been filled with uncontrollable shock.  No wonder that guy refused to come, he must have expected a fierce battle.  Bastard But the situation is not without a chance of winning. As long as it is a living creature, it cannot avoid the cause of death. No matter how strong the recovery ability is, it cannot eat unlimited death charges. Every time it is injured, the endurance of the flesh/body is reduced.  The damage caused by cause and effect cannot be cured, and the only way is to eliminate the caster.  The vampire lord spread his hands, and the scattered snowflakes turned into ice cones, and instantly turned into long-range weapons to attack Link, who was confronting the death knight lord.  There was just a crisp sound of "ding ding ding". The ice pick did not break the white deer's skin at all. After falling to the ground, it quickly turned into a puddle of water and quickly penetrated into the dry ground.  Immediately afterwards, the ground shook, gradually turning from slight to violent, as if a seismic wave had been unleashed. Before the mid-level undead scattered around the periphery could react, they were entangled in vines emerging from the ground, as if they were being caught by carnivorous plants.  The dead insects inside were purified, and these undead souls immediately turned into black ash or white smoke and dissipated. The wails resounded through the wilderness, and a quarter of the originally dense army like a tide was immediately emptied.  "A mere tangle of vines" The voice of the vampire lord gnashing his teeth came out from under the black mist. He was neither a man nor a woman, neither old nor young.  He just made a tentative attack, but was taken advantage of by the opponent, triggering a druid-level body protection ability.  Just the entanglement of vines has such power, then if it is the unique divine punishment of the Son of Nature "Wait a minute" Seeing the death knight lord preparing to use death charge again, the vampire lord couldn't help shouting.  It was a pity that the speed of his voice was not as fast as that of the lightning charge. The nightmare passed over the white deer, which was a head shorter than itself. The moment it passed by, it was torn into pieces. The scattered muscles and bones were still steaming with steam that was unmatched by the undead.  The death knight lord lowered his head and glanced at his mount. The armor on his body and the sword in his hand shattered, revealing the true appearance of an elf that no one had seen for a long time.  "Your Majesty Eddos!" Romero exclaimed in the fortress. The death knight lord was actually the Glow Elf King who died in the first northern battle.  "Oh, this is Iris's father, so the other lord can't be Iris's brother, right?"  It was because his father and brother were killed one after another that Iris, now a son of nature, had to step down.  "I told you not to attack rashly. This one is not an ordinary child of nature." The temperature of the air dropped suddenly, and the undead who had fled gathered again.  The third lord appeared on the scene, and the originally excited hearts of the people hiding in the fortress to spy on the battle also froze as the temperature dropped.  "Witch King Shuanghan." It's ridiculous to say that Link has met this old enemy many times. This is actually the first time he has seen Shuanghan's true appearance. He is not a substitute or a parasite, but his real self.  "Ohis this the title I will get in the future? It suits me quite well." The lich in a white robe put his arms on his chest and performed a regular mage salute, "Although I want to say  It¡¯s the first time we met, but I always feel like I¡¯ve seen him somewhere before.¡± From the memories obtained from Edmund, we can infer that this son of nature did not cast a transformation spell, but was born with such a popular face.  At that time, there was no such name as Shuanghan in later generations, so the reincarnated lich who still used his original name thought that he had met a fellow villager.  It's a pity that the Fateweaver cannot be predicted, even with the power of the gods, it cannot be spied on, but the other party's too unique style makes it impossible to determine. Even the former atheist, after coming into contact with Edgar,  He also had to rely on the power of the gods, and he couldn't do something as outrageous as calling the gods directly.  "You two, the temptation ends here." The Lich's muscleless skull turned to the other two lords respectively, and there was no room for negotiation in his tone.  "You want us to return without success?!" The black mist dissipated, and what was revealed was the face of another elf. It was indeed what Link had speculated. The vampire lord was none other than the future King of Ingwe, Iris.  Brother, once described as? Safin, the elf prince of the Light of the Emerald Forest.  "Are you going to use annihilation to consume the opponent's divine punishment? A son of nature has four opportunities for divine punishment. It is more than enough to kill all three of us. If you insist on destroying yourself, I will not stop you.  Justdon't delay the master's plan." After saying that, the Lich's red soul flame glanced at the death knight lord who had been silent.  Safin¡¯s face was distorted, completely losing the beauty of the elf, leaving only the darkness and ugliness.  He glared angrily at the lich who used audio and video transmission, and after a long time he gritted his teeth and yelled: "Retreat!" The army of death quickly retreated like the ebbing sea water. If it weren't for the traces of battle and debris left on the ground, the coalition forces in the fortress almost thought they had done something wrong.  The nightmare of an invasion.  (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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