Chapter 551: Mueller's Grudge

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The black souls were not affected by the lightning eagle attack. They suddenly raised a halo of blue light, and a circle around the black forbidden area. The halo on them became stronger and stronger.
"Murrel's grudge!" Hera in the distance screamed loudly, and the magic light array in his hand also rose to the high school to dissipate. On the battlefield, those circled souls responded to Hera's call, and at the same time dispersed the halo on their bodies and connected with the circled souls around to form a huge enchantment.
At this time, the members of the Air Horse Regiment had not flew out of the forbidden area, they were surrounded by the magic light array.
The formation of a giant formation, the strange and cold atmosphere in the air has changed again. The riders of the Air Riders haven't responded yet. Those corpse monsters that have fallen into the quagmire have already rushed up one after another, and they have come faster than they imagined. They have no chance to think and gasp.
"My guardian, come again." The shout of the four regiments got a response from Guardian Lei Diao, and it attacked again with its powerful lightning.
The crackling was another explosion, and the corpse monsters directly hit by the thunder and lightning were either shattered or their bodies were blown out of a big hole.
After this attack, the grindray eagle's physical strength seemed a bit unsupportive. After circling in the air, he returned to the main body's different space. But the Thunder Eagle repulsed, just a wave of corpse monsters in front. Within a few seconds, more than a dozen or more corpse monsters jumped out of the mud, they are like endless nightmares, forever Endless, endless.
The head of the four regiments said in the air: "There is no way to fight with full strength. In the middle of the magician, we move towards the outside step by step."
Immediately, the men in the air-riding regiment stood in their respective positions, with the mage in the middle, surrounded by knights and warriors up and down, left and right, and the guardian beast waiting for opportunities nearby to listen to the master's orders.
A member of the regiment said: "Head of the group, what about these four people? They are all injured and still in a coma, which will become our burden. How about throwing them away?"
"No!" The head of the four regiments rejected the soldier's request. He knew that these people were geological inspectors sent by Duomo and many countries, and this time the rescue mission included asking to rescue them. In the event that they die, the Duo Meng Duo country will be held accountable.
He immediately said: "Let the magician take them, and now we can only do this." He said that he once again sacrificed the summoned magic circle, and summoned the guardian thunder eagle who had just returned to rest in a different space. come out.
Grindelei screamed dissatisfiedly. This time he flew from the capital of Gueníz and entered the forest. Almost all the time, he has been fighting for cleaning. It is already very tired. But it also just dissatisfied a few times, and then re-entered the battle...
The fog in this mountain forest is still very thick, but it is already very bright outside the dense fog, and the small snowflakes falling from the sky fall into this forest. This place was originally a place that should be fresh and quiet. In the early morning, it should have the roar of birds and the long croak of insects; there should be the fragrance of flowers, the gurgling of streams; there should also be sword mane pigs rolling in the mud, trees The sound of a mandrill fighting in the treetops. But now, all this is gone, some are just hell!
After more than half an hour, the people of the air-riding regiment did not stay away from the black forbidden area where they were, but instead there were fewer and fewer brethren and guards around them.
The people in the air-riding regiment fell into despair. The continuous high-intensity fighting made them too tired to die and died. Sadly, no matter how hard they fight, those corpse monsters keep jumping out and don’t let them Move one step toward the side. And there are still those who are constantly flying out of the black cross above the head, and the inseparable black souls prevent them from flying to higher altitudes. As soon as they fly up, the magical power in the body is quickly lost.
However, what is more terrible is yet to come. I don’t know when to start. They find that their movements have become much slower, and their strength has become unavailable. At first they thought it was due to the fatigue caused by the long battle station, and it was only now that they discovered that their brothers and teammates suddenly became much older.
"The regiment...the regiment..." The air riders looked at each other in horror. The forty-year-old head of the constant 40-year-old air riding regiment, but now with gray hair and a white beard, looks like an old man in his sixties.
"Well, it's this magic circle!" the magician shouted, reminding them again that this had already appeared, but did not issue any attacks and abnormal formations to them.
"Sorrow magic! Isn't this the magic possessed by the cursed dragon?"
Cursed magic is very rare in the world, and the old curse, only some mysterious and unknown Warcraft have this ability, the most famous of which is the cursed dragon of Katjalaga Peak!
The shadows of mourning, cursing, and despair suddenly caught my heart. The people who were still holding on to the hope of the formation in the formation of the hope, were instantly struck into the bottomless abyss.
There are only seven members left in the air-riding regiment, and only three guard beasts can fly on the sky. Just two minutes ago, the fifth-order Warcraft ‘Grindray Eagle’ of the fourth regiment was also broken by the corpses. And now all of them have been injured, all seriously injured.
"Endless, never-ending monsters, those black souls with no shadows and no trace, plus the body grows a little bit. Four heads, are we really going to be buried here? I ...My wife and children are still waiting for me at home..." In the face of such a situation, a soldier finally cried like a collapse.
"Shut up, you bastard! Do you look at you as the elite of the country, and actually showed such a timid attitude, it is really black on the faces of our four teams!" The reprimand of the four regiments temporarily stopped the frightened soldiers from yelling , But he knew it was just burying their fears, but he was still scared deep down. More than a soldier, why is he trembling in his own heart?
The head of the four regiments gritted their teeth and secretly said, "Damn, this is really over! Although as a soldier, he had the will to lay down his life on the battlefield, but this situation..." He turned his head and looked at the still fainting Anglo them: "No way, no one can leave here until now, and I can't live with you anymore, just throw you here."
He was about to make an order for the magician to dispel the magic and leave Angelo them, but suddenly found that Hurington had been awake, and he hadn't grown old at all, and his wounds, at least the surface wounds, had been healed!
"Ah, you woke up! Uh..." The magician holding him looked at him in surprise: "You... why didn't you mourn?"
Hurrington, holding his groggy head, patted his face hard: "Well, what?"
The magician horrified: "I say you..."
At this time, the other soldiers who were dying were also looking at Hurrington: "You... why haven't you grown old?"
"Age?" Hurrington raised his dizzy head to look at the people around him, but found that these people had white hair, and the eyes and forehead were covered with wrinkles: "You...you are air riders. People? Are you the leader of the four teams?" If they didn't recognize their suits, Hurrington could hardly recognize them.
The head of the four regiments shouted, "Don't be stunned, resist with all your strength, and it's not time to die!" The battle is most afraid of lack of morale, although it is time to despair.
Hurrington glanced around: "This is..." He immediately realized that he had been pulled down from the quagmire before being comatose, and immediately joined the battle together: "Hey, four heads, how long have I been comatose?"
"I don't know, I only know that this period of time is long, and I won't spend it too long." The head of the four regiments had bruises all over his body, but the life-saving instinct still supported him in fighting despair, though he knew that he knew this kind of resistance Already in vain.
"What about the others?" Hurrington immediately saw Angelo, the bearded man who was still sleeping in the air enchanted by magic. They have all grown old, and even the young and beautiful Chloe has now become a twilight old lady. He asked in shock: "What's going on? Why do you all..." He immediately touched his face and looked at his skin, but showed no signs of getting old.
The air rider magician said: "It's all this strange magic circle, this should be a sad old magic! I say why you are not getting old?"
"Yeah, why don't I?" Hurrington asked himself. Suddenly his heart moved: "Yeah, I remember that I had suffered a lot before, caused by those healing magics, they caused my skin to ulcer badly, but now it is all right. The dying old ghost talked arrogantly What corpse magic did I corpse with magic..."
"The corpse... corpse magic?!" The first time the air rider heard this magic: "Does it sound like a corpse?"
"Yeah, the body will not age, so the old magic is not effective?" The magician of the Air Horse Regiment cried excitedly: "It must be!"
The head of the four regiments immediately asked, "Hey, what did you think of? Can this help us to alleviate our current predicament?"
The magician hesitated: "No, no."
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