He shouted, “Help me count, how many are there, dont overlook them.”
Instaron opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Bredel .
The reason why he said that was because he was filled with pride, just as Bredel was convinced that His Excellency Lord Black would become Madaras future. Instaron knew the value of himself, he was a genius, he Never deny it and take pride in it.
Even in the rumored Tarig, he never felt that he was inferior to the other. He was the pride of the pale rose. The first lineage family in the middle of the Dead Sea in the centuries was before the age of eighteen. The aristocrat who has completed the dark transformation, even if it is the shadow of Rolanda who is praised by his deputy, can only stand behind him.
He knew very well that this human being would never be clear about his value. He had long discovered that the other party knew him better, and even had a three-pointer than himself. There was no doubt that the count was also a talent, but only Only stupid people are jealous of virtuous people.
Those who are truly above them will only make them useful.
“Are you in a daze, Mr. Instaron?” Bredel tilted his head and said, “This is a fight for your homeland. I thought you didnt want to give this glory to Matissa.”
“Im sorry …” Instaron immediately raised his head, and he glanced over the battlefield with some panic: “They are on the east and west. There are a total of twenty-seven heads, no, twenty-eight. head.”
“Twenty-nine.”
Targus replied silently, one by one out of the newly emerging crystal monsters on the battlefield, and then looked back at his partner.
Instarons complexion was red and white.
Bredel didnt go to see the two of them: “Metisa, help me count.”
He raised his hand, slightly moving his five fingers.
“space”
Without warning
A huge screaming cluster suddenly flew from the ocean of crystals, and it waved its limbs in panic, apparently for a while it hadnt understood what happened.
Then the second, third, fourth …
One of the crystal clusters was named, and then rose from the ocean of crystal clusters, far behind the undead army. The undead lords who were preparing to use the semaphore to give orders suddenly froze. They turned around and stared at this in stun. A scene.
There was no trace of emotion in those black eyes.
“This … is this?”
“Someone is helping us!” Someone suddenly whispered.
“Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine …”
But when the last giant crystal cluster ascended into the sky, there was a turbulence between the crystal clusters. This turbulence spread like water ripples in all directions.
The woman on the platform turned her head and looked coldly at all her courtiers.
The undead lords wake up like dreams.
“Hurry up, dont waste time, attack them!”
Hissing orders.
The crystal tower of the undead became bright again.
“Mr. Instaron, contact your Majesty. You know what we need.”
Bredel held his right hand high, and the twenty-nine giant crystal clusters were fixed by him in the air like playthings, and he said calmly to Instaron.
Meditha also looked at the future Lord Black of Madara.
Adeni and her knights looked at Bredel eyes as if they were smelling the gods. Just by looking at the strange side of the twenty-nine head that could not move in his hands, they could understand how powerful it was.
Naguires eyes were full of light.
“Lord Lord, I …” Instaron replied a little awkwardly.
“This is not the time to discuss this. Mr. Instaron, the only way to win is something we need to consider.” Bredel shook his head. He was somewhat unexpected. He thought he had the most. It is good to only lift two-thirds of them.
But at this moment, he felt a strange thought dominating his state at the moment. He seemed to be examining himself at this moment from a higher dimension. The power of the laws of the body was moving, and the traditional cognition of time and space seemed to be Is leaving him.
The point is that he has felt the power of the Elemental Orb once again since Rustars war.
And this time.
They are more powerful, as if they were shocking.
He resisted this spiritual shock and said to Instaron word by word: “I know you can reach your Majesty and hurry up.”
Instaron nodded silently, but shook his head again.
“Sorry, Lord Lord, you are right. But I dont think we need to contact Your Majesty, the Lich of Barakirevo are already on the field …”
He turned back earnestly.
Bredel also turned his head along his gaze.
A continuous flash of light suddenly appeared on the ground.
…… (To be continued.)
The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 184 Battle of the Sages II
Rows of wizards wrapped in black robes are entering the battlefield from behind the Undead Army. The number ranges from hundreds to thousands. Compared to the fiery frontline, the scene here seems a bit weird and silent.
These Bai Sensens bone claws sticking out from under the robe sleeve, clenched the staff in his hand.
It is a different staff from the simple bone staff in the corpses witches. They are made of dark metal, as if it is the legendary ghost gold that can communicate between the two realms. Above the staff head, the kings tears are shining. Fai.
This is the first magic corps of the undead from Barakirevo, the Lich Legion that shocked the world in the battle of Sifah.
A bone hand lifted the cap of the cape in the wild wind on the battlefield, revealing a pale skull below. Victors dark red dots looked at Madara above the battlefield. This Bromanta Black roses are dying.
Rows of wizards in the same black robes came to him, juxtaposed with him, forming a long battle line on the battlefield.
A silent front.
But Madara, everything will wither, everything will sleep forever, Martha is on top, everything is so consistent with law and common sense.
The King of Lich, the master of Barakirevo, Victor raised the bone staff in his hand, the King of Gems, the Prometheus diamond unearthed from the Sea of the Dead Moon exuding a bleak in the wind. Light.
The undead lost their freedom to soar, but they still had magic, and death was still enough to sweep everything.
“Darkness is forever.” It sent out a monotonous, dull byte from his dry throat.
“Everything comes to an end.”
One by one, the arrays spread out on the horizon. They were spinning as if they had opened light doors that shimmered.
A green light rose from the horizon, reflected in the depths of Bredel eyes, as if drawing a long parabola from a distant sky, from far to near. Into a streamer.
Everyone turned their heads subconsciously.
The green beam of light left a long afterimage in the field of vision. It burst into the ocean in the middle of the crystal clusters, blooming like a plague flower exuding a green light. It was set off by a huge shock wave, flew, and fell like a raindrop.
“Be careful. This is a test shot!” Instaron shouted.
As if to fulfill his words. A green light curtain rose from the horizon.
Like countless suns rising into the sky.
Theyre here
It fell like a heavy rain on the clusters position.
Twenty-nine giant crystal clusters instantly turned into powder, and a stream of green light smashed into the sea of clusters. Each time it fell, it exploded a huge gap in the dense purple ocean, almost instantly. The crystal clusters had to collapse backwards.
This is arguably their first retreat since the war began.
Blank was so excited as if he was back in the holy war sixty years ago, as if he didnt care about the magic of death passing over his head. Shouted at everyone, “Master, the undead is covering us, this is opportunity!”
“Wheres the chance?”
Bredel asked just as loudly.
“Go to the flanks of the cluster!” Metissa glanced from side to side, and immediately replied, “After the magic of the undead is over, the clusters will organize new offensives, and thats when we come into play Now. “