Chapter 298: . The emergence of undead skeletons

The sky is cloudless.
Moonlight spilled onto the ground, like a veil.
From a visual point of view, it is no less than early morning, if you can use chromatic aberration to look further!
Therefore, they all found a far-reaching horizon on Kant, and a team of figures was standing in front of the line. Although they could not see the real, they were vaguely as if they were marching.
And according to the resolution, it is not like a tall creature like a jackal.
It’s like...
Humanity!
How could there be human beings in the depths of the Nalun Desert.
Kant was puzzled.
But think about the so-called golden holy city, the so-called ancient relics, the so-called blood of the gods, Kant was a little relieved, after all, even those abyssal demons can survive 10,000 years, these once all It is not impossible for the blood of God to survive.
The means of the gods are omnipotent in mythology. They can even reverse the world. They are powerful creatures that master the rules of time. They even create the earth and the environment. Their power is extremely scary.
This was unimaginable in the age of the last law.
But still need to be cautious.
Who knows that thousands of years have passed, and the surviving gods are enemies or friends.
Judging by the abyss demons that I have encountered and the blood descent of the gods that I have encountered, it seems that people do not take humans into consideration. Even friends are not much better.
Once a rich man, would he be a friend of the slave who wiped the toilet in his villa?
joke!
"Ready to fight."
Kant took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Come and see first, if you can communicate, then the best, if you can't communicate." A fierce man appeared in the eyes: "Then kill them!"
"Yes!" the knights answered in response.
"let's go!"
Kant flicked the horse belly and drove the horse forward.
Even if it used to be the gods, it is not the era of gods.
Since it has fallen and can be killed by conventional weapons, then honestly choose to appoint, otherwise Kant does not mind a slaughter to maintain his rule, let these so-called gods see who is the master of this era .
At the very least, the Naron desert is Kant's!
"Something is wrong."
The mage apprentices reminded: "I always feel a little cold in this chaotic element..." After a pause, they wrapped the leather coat around them and shook their heads, adding: "Maybe we are too cold The reason is, but I think it is best to be careful."
"Of course be careful." Kant frowned, waving his hand forward at the same time.
30 Swadia Royal Knights are in the front, and 20 Lions of the Lions are behind.
Surrounded by Kant and the 5 Master Apprentices, they accelerated the pace of the hip-horse warhorse, rushed towards the horizon, and tried to make the hip-horse horseshoe sound slightly lower to reduce the noise.
But just by crotch the horseshoes of this group of horses and stepping heavily on the sand, the sound should not be too low.
The plain can't hide the figure.
This is Kant's way of expressing goodwill.
At least compared to the more than 50 heavy cavalry rushing past, it is as terrifying as a flood discharge. This gentle approach is more reassuring and trustworthy.
At the same time, he can also use his own force.
The distance is approaching.
Kant's expression was slightly dignified.
The team on the horizon was moving forward as if they hadn’t seen them, nor heard any noise. They were still heading forward. Looking from a distance, they could see the pale yellow robes and hoods on their heads. It is very conspicuous under the moonlight, it is even more strange!
The Mercedes-Benz Warhorse, not to mention the 55-horse Benz, the sound is definitely not small.
Ordinary people can hear it early.
The nerve strips may be ignored, but no matter how bad it is, we have to turn our heads to look at the sound source, but instead of looking backwards, the figures in the queue in front are still walking towards the front, deep in the desert.
It's like a line of worship and worship, yearning for the sacred heart.
"The situation is wrong!"
The mage apprentice beside Kant suddenly spoke.
Looking at the group of people nearer and closer, they swallowed and shuddered, and their voices were trembling: "No, no, this feeling is extremely cold, that's what they came from, it's them!"
"What is it?" Kant frowned, screaming in a deep voice: "Stay focused!"
"Undead!"
The master apprentices only had time to shout out the word.
And just ahead, the Royal Cavaliers are getting closer and closer to that team.
The strange cold breath came suddenly, but the royal knight at the forefront seemed to have discovered something, was particularly shocked, strangled the reins, and shouted: "Stop moving! The other party is not human!"
"Yu--"
Strangle the reins and let the crotch war horse stop advancing suddenly.
But right in front.
The long rows that were originally densely packed into a neat queue, but seemed to be disturbed, suddenly stopped all the steps forward, the yellowish hood and robe slightly swayed, and the scale of hundreds of people stood still in place.
Then he turned back and the swaying blue fire flashed in his eyes.
With hatred towards the living, he opened his jaw with only the bone, and gave a silent roar!
"Undead!"
Kant gritted his teeth as well.
His eyes widened, everyone's eyes were already widened.
There is also the mage apprentice, who kept saying, "That is the undead! They are dead, they are obsessed to make them repeat the actions when they died. Now they are resurrected, and they cannot be seen as creatures at all. They are no longer humans!"
The words are almost incomplete, and the vocabulary is organized with flaws.
Don't panic!
But everyone understood what the mage apprentice said.
The enemy in front is not human!
The pale yellow hood and burqa are clearly the broken golden clothing under the circumstance of the years. In the cracked cracks at the edges, you can still see the pale bones inside.
There is also a faint blue flexible fire leaping in his eyes.
The entire skull looks terrifying.
It’s really like the skeleton is resurrected, looking at Kant dumbly, the dark blue soul fire in his eyes starts to burn more and more intense, just as the emotions start to become more and more intense, with the opponent 'S hatred, began to walk slowly, reached out and pounced on this side!
On the scale of hundreds of people, hundreds of skeletons are extending their hands towards Kant. They move their skeleton-like feet under the moonlight and move slowly, seeming to swallow any living things!
This is the most essential hatred of the undead to the living!
"Solve them!"
Kant pulled out the sword of the king directly in the waist sheath.
The gilt ornaments burst into a golden streamer, and the breath of the king instantly flowed, so that the cold surroundings seemed to disperse, and the frightened group of white flowers and skeletons stopped for a while.
"Positive energy dispels negative energy!"
The mage apprentices explained aloud.
Kant raised the corner of his mouth: "So are they afraid?"
Looking at the undead skeletons in front of them, they dare not shrink and dare to step forward, obviously fearing the golden light of the sword of the king in his hand.
"kill--"
The Royal Knights also roared.
The whole body exploded with the same arrogance as the king's sword, and together with the war horse, roared and rushed forward!
The royal knight after the sword of the king, its talent and extraordinary divine power, is the power of the king. It is also a variant of positive energy. With the might of the Huanghuang emperor, he instantly rushed into the group of hundreds of skulls.
It's a rampage!
"Wow la la..."
The skeleton was continuously picked up by a spear, and then cut by a long sword.
Even the golden light on the side of the warhorse was more intense. The skeletons seemed to have been greatly impacted. The gloomy blue soul fire in their eyes could not be maintained, and the whole body was scattered.
And the faint blue soul fire began to dissipate in his eyes.
Destroy Laku!
With only the 30 Svaldia Royal Knights, it is easy to slaughter the dead skeletons of hundreds of people!
The 20 Lions of the Lion of Lyon were surrounded by Kant and the apprentices of the mages. A group of blood-red lion-shaped arrogances formed around them, one by one with cold faces, holding a silver sword in their hands, and carefully guarding the surroundings.
There was a skull close to it, and with a simple sword, it was scattered into bones by the light.
"It's really weak."
Kant spoke, his tone calm.
The battlefield has been declared over in a short period of time.
All the skeletons of the skeleton were scattered into pale bones, just as they have been scattered for tens of thousands of years, and even began to darken and turned into a pale and pale appearance.
"Your knights are too strong."
Master apprentices compliment: "This is just some low-level undead skeletons."
"Too strong? Yeah."
Kant nodded, this sentence is also true.
Regardless of the film and television works or game works of the previous life, only the skeleton-like undead is the lowest level of existence. It is not the master of the strongest level 6 knights.
In fact, according to his perception, even ordinary farmers can kill a few skeletons with a long-handled sickle.
They are really weak.
If it is weak, even if it has a quantitative advantage, it cannot pose a threat.
"Go on."
Kant looked up at the stars and the moonlight, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"
Behind the horseshoes, the knights immediately followed.
The appearance of these undead skeletons has turned the bad feelings in Kant's heart into reality. If there are no problems deep in the desert, then these undead skeletons will never appear.
After all, a few months ago~EbookFREE.me~The expeditionary forces of the Grey Mane Kingdom have never found these skeletons!
"That sandstorm."
Kant gritted his teeth.
In his heart, he had guessed the truth of the matter.
Immediately after the sandstorm, demons appeared in the ancient passages, and undead appeared in the depths of the Naron Desert. If there was no connection, he would not believe it!
Taking a deep breath, Kant felt a little solemn in his heart.
But what about even the undead.
At least the 55 elite he brought this time, even thousands of similar undead skeletons, can rampage, rushing a blood path in these seas of skeletons, this is the confidence of the elite troops!
But Kant still felt uneasy.
Looking deep into the desert in front, subconsciously clenched the reins: "What the is there?"