Chapter 300: .Expanded Sky of Death

Kantlerma reached out to stop moving.
The knights looked awesome.
The dense fog was rolling in front of me, and the gray-black appearance was like the black smoke from the factory chimney.
In the sky, the dark clouds cover the sky, the faint breeze blows, and the entire cloud layer moves slowly. With the faint wailing that appears from time to time in the ear, it really gives people a feeling of... the ghost world of the underworld!
As if the bitter cold came with the wind, the ground has been frozen like a cold winter lake.
The crotch warhorse plans the ground.
The horseshoe made of stainless steel can only dig out layers of white marks.
"Death sky..."
The mage apprentices spoke with an unshakable tremor in their tone.
At that time, the dense fog was just a trivial matter, and now the black fog and dark clouds are the real sky of death, suitable for the survival of the undead, and can cause ordinary people to produce diseases and a variety of negative BUFF horror scope!
They had just discussed this horrible undead spell.
But now I met.
Kant clenched the reins: "It's really impermanent."
"The negative energy inside is very rich, with the power of the undead to hate the living, and even various plague toxins. If there is no resistance, it will be infected with various diseases in a short time."
The mage apprentice warned: "Perhaps the spirit will still be infected by the canopy of death, turning into an undead zombie or skeleton."
"Humph." The knights looked cold: "They defiled Lord Kant's territory."
The desert of Nalun is the territory of Kant.
Now there are evil undead, that is aggression, it is defiled!
Hold the weapon in hand, all the knights are eager to try, even if they know that the evil in front will be a horror that can cause death, there is still no fear. This is a manifestation of the spirit of being a knight.
But it is definitely not reckless.
Turning his head to look at Kant, the knights were waiting.
But Kant is also waiting.
"Encamp in place."
Kant raised his hand and signaled the surrounding knights to dismount: "We wait for the dawn!"
"Yes!" the knights answered.
This is the best way.
Hastily rushed into the sky of death, who knows what will be encountered.
Instead of entering passively, it is better to wait until dawn, the sun will disperse dense fog and dark clouds.
The knights quickly set up the tent.
Around the circle, protect Kant's tent in the middle.
But even the Anza camp is actually just a simple rest and eating, raising a little bonfire, boiling the water in the iron pot, let everyone drink some hot water to warm up the body, avoiding the cold, too cold, freezing hands and feet .
Lien Warhorse needs some hot water to relieve the cold.
It's really cold here!
It looks like the layers of sand underneath have frozen, and the whole is as indestructible as a plate. If you don’t have extraordinary power protection, just relying on the body of ordinary people, it has already been seriously traumatized by the cold and eroded the inner abdomen. .
The elderly and children are estimated to be frozen on the roadside within a few hours of walking!
"Damn."
Kant exhaled the white mist, his eyes full of dignity.
Their sleep is very simple. They are roasted on the ground with a bonfire, and then sleep on the leather cushion around the bonfire. Everyone will be awake after half of the sleep. Only by letting the extraordinary powers of the body work, can the warmth appear.
This is true even for Kant.
Holding the sword of the king in his arms, he couldn't sleep well, just closed his eyes in confusion.
"Master Lord."
But beside him, someone shoved gently.
Kant woke up immediately.
Next to it was the Master Apprentice, with a slightly immature face that was frozen blue and shiveringly said to Kant: "Now... it's dawn, but there is a problem..."
"What?" Kant frowned.
"The sky of death has expanded..." The Master apprentice still shuddered.
"What expanded."
Kant hadn't reacted yet.
But in an instant, the dizzy head suddenly sober, turned his head and lifted the curtain of the tent, it was dark outside, the gray fog and the thick clouds in the sky made him look ugly.
"Death sky!" Kant gritted his teeth.
"Yes, the sky of death has expanded, and it has become very large now."
The mage apprentice said helplessly: "Just at dawn, the death sky began to expand and expand, swallowing us in." After a pause, his tone was also fortunate: "Thanks to you and the knights Extraordinary power can bless us all around and not be affected by the negative energy and various negative states contained in the sky of death."
Kant turned his head, only to find that his king's sword and the surrounding royal knights exuded golden awns, just forming a defense around the camp, so that the dense gray and black mist was repelled to the side.
The knights had been guarded with swords, and a few campfires released a reluctant enthusiasm.
Kant's face was somber.
"The situation is urgent."
He said in a deep voice.
"Yes." The Master apprentices nodded, their expressions impressive.
The rich death canopy around them is no longer comparable to their comment.
Even if the mage is here, he can only barely protect himself, unless there is a master mage who has refined the spell, in order to have a slight surplus in this horrible sky of death, because they all know what this represents.
In the world of war winds, death canopies of this scale often have several liches and more terrifying undead creatures.
There are also a large number of low-level skeleton soldiers.
The undead clan is originally to win by human tactics.
Any living person will declare defeat in vain in front of an ocean of seemingly endless people.
Such a sky of death, no one knows how many undead skeletons will be encountered inside, nor how powerful undead creatures will be encountered, but based on the previous encounters, the hundreds of people are the size of a team, the number is absolutely Quite a lot!
If you are entangled and let the stronger undead come, it will be really troublesome.
"let's go!"
Kant said nothing, and immediately gave orders.
The camp quickly collapsed.
The knights moved very quickly.
But when the tents were all folded up and ready to leave at any time, the thick fog rolled, just like the dark clouds began to spread toward the outside, and even the golden light around the suppressed Kant's body shrank a lot inwards.
Everyone gathered together to resist the ever-growing dark gray fog!
"there's noise!"
The knights reminded quietly.
"Be careful!" the knights on the north side said: "It's not fast, it seems to be an infantry, it's approaching us!"
They all have rich battlefield experience.
Similar to hearing the argument, it is even simpler, even if there is a faint wailing in the wind.
Kant narrowed his eyes.
In the thick fog on the north side, the range of sight is about 30 meters.
The sound of "click" appeared.
One shadow at a time accompanied by this footsteps broke through the thick fog and came out.
It seems to be holding a halberd, wearing light yellow armor, step by step orderly and very rhythmic, just like everyone's pace is the same, no, it is the same when walking.
"Elite troops." The thought appeared in Kant's mind.
In the era of cold weapons, those who can follow this neat pace can be called elite.
This represents discipline.
Represents synergy.
In fact, even Caladea's arms cannot form such a uniform footstep.
Except for those Svadia Sergeants and Sergeant Rodoc who are at level 5, these discipline-oriented kingdoms will be specifically trained, and the infantry powers, the Nord Kingdom, and even the Nord guard at level 6 cannot be formed so neatly. pace.
Although it does not represent combat effectiveness, it can represent the discipline and resilience of the troops.
This is an elite that can resist the enemy's attack!
"enemy!"
But the Master apprentices shouted in horror.
Their voice was quick, and they reminded Kant and the royal knights and lion knights next to them: "It is a skeleton warrior and a basic combat unit of the undead!"
Kant frowned, and all the knights looked at the troops coming out of the thick fog ahead.
The pale yellow armor seems to be a chain armor made of gold.
The halberds in the hands are all gilt, and the cutting-edge axe is a terrible killer made of stainless steel.
However, this is not the case.
The chain armor made of gold has long been ragged, just like a rag draped over the body of only the skull, under the rusty pointed helmet, the blue fire of the soul in the bones of the bones burned, with Hate the living.
The halberd, which looks like an artwork, is also rusty and cracked.
Even the front end of some halberds has been broken, leaving only half of the stick.
"Skeleton Warrior?"
Kant snorted slightly.
Turned his head to look at the knights who had gathered beside him, all ready, and said with a cry: "Destroy them!"
"kill!"
The knights shouted.
The crotch warhorse accelerates instantly.
Covered with golden light, 30 Swadia royal knights dared to face the skeleton warriors in the gray-black dense fog as if they were fearless.
Dozens of skeleton warriors armed with halberds were instantly wiped out.
But Kant hasn't slacked off yet.
In the dense gray and black fog, the "click" sound more and more.
Let everyone's face suddenly tighten again, hold the arms tightly, look at each other one by one, and then stare at the darkness in front, because there are enemies there!
And the number appears, more and more!
"Ready to retreat!"
Kant gritted his teeth, but did not intend to go deeper.
If you go deeper, God knows how many horror skeletons of the undead will be encountered.
He can not be afraid of these skeletons, but he must not ignore the unknown quantity of the unknown, the specific strength of the enemy, he knows nothing.
Knowing oneself and knowing the other can be invincible~EbookFREE.me~Om—"
But when Kant was about to retreat, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in the sky.
The dark clouds randomly dissipated like ice breaking, and the gray and black dense fog continued to recede and shrink, and the horrible "click" sound began to disappear in the dense fog that receded.
In less than half an hour, the dark clouds and dense fog dispersed.
Kant looked up in amazement.
In the middle of the head, the sun is blazing, releasing a terrifying temperature.
It's noon.
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