Chapter 217

The two armies on the battlefield were silent for no more than half a minute. Kuyt had already stood in front of the army of the half corpses and waved to the army of the resurrectors.

All of a sudden, the situation in the field changed dramatically, the sound of "Wuwu" sounded in the sky, and a series of hurricanes formed by magic airflow rushed straight into the sky.

At this moment, the sky was covered by the magic of death, and gradually became dark.

"What's that?"

Norway and molde, in the army of the resurrectors, were riding on their horses and were pounded back step by step by the hurricane.

The old man, Maude, while tightly covering his black robe, looked at the sky in amazement.

Over there, the huge magic of death gathered together, as if forming a black hole, rolled up thousands of resurrectors and swallowed them directly.

The rebirth people are sucked into the sky by black holes, and their various magic equipment falling from the mid air are also twisted to pieces by the hurricane of death magic.

"That's the aggregate of magic storm..."

On the other side, Norway, who also couldn't open his eyes because of the hurricane, turned his head and gritted his teeth.

As a person with four turn equipment, he naturally understands the use of magic very clearly.

However, knowing the origin of the black hole, even knowing the rank of the Legion under the brave wind.

The other side's Legion's people, unexpectedly are some 400 level above strong!

"Magic storm?"

On the other side, Maude's face showed a touch of fear when he heard Norway's words.

Even the previous demons can know that the magic storm is caused by the second turn of the strong when they use magic. How can he, who is a member of the holy sword church, not know.

"How could it be?"

For a moment, molde was a little surprised. The 400 level people, as a rule, had no such strong people in the world for a long time. Where did these people come from?

He didn't know what to do. Originally, he thought that his legion had the advantage of numbers and could crush each other. But who would have thought that there would be two strong men in each other's Legion who should not exist in this era?

And a whole legion of people are two turns.

He can see from the situation in front of him that the army in front of him is absolutely beyond his own army of REVIVERS.

"Let's go!"

Molde said something to Norway, then fled to the rear of the army.

Because at this moment, in front of the army of the resurrectors, the soldiers of the army of the half corpses have rushed into the army, and they are unstoppable like ghosts and gods. In a few seconds, they scattered the camp of their army, and the resurrectors fell down like they were mowed.

Molde had no doubt that if he was a few seconds later, they would be the next to fall.

"I can't run! Grandfather molde, I have to do it at this time! "

Norway, who was pulled by molde, immediately yelled and looked at the nearly half of the survivors who had been killed. He knew that if he didn't do it, the survivors would die soon.

At that time, if only the two of them are left alone, they will face the brave and his army at the same time.

When Norway finished, he planned to open his robe and use his four turn equipment to repel the strong men who did not know where they came from.

But before he started, he was held down by molde

"Wait a minute!"

Maude turned to look at the situation on the battlefield, and looked at the army of the resurrected, which now had only two or three thousand people left. He couldn't help laughing bitterly.

These resurrectors, however, were born out of the chaotic magic that they have been assiduously inheriting for thousands of years. Now that the magic crystal stone is used up, it is impossible for them to revive again. An army can be said to come out again. Every time one dies, there will be one less.

It was just a few minutes later that the precious resurrectors almost all died under the army of the brave. It can be said that his heart was dripping with blood.

But he knew that it was not the time to feel sorry for these things. His face showed a touch of determination, and he knew that it was time to make his own decision.

So he took Norway and rode in a sudden direction. As he walked through the army, he said:

"Listen, Norway! Next, I will use all the remaining resurrectors to stop the opponent's army and send you to the brave wind. You must win this battle! "

Molde's meaning, of course, is to rely on the Legion to win, has been impossible, then their last hope, all in the body of Norway.

As long as Norway can kill the brave wind, then the rest of the Legion is not worried. Even if Norway has no strength to deal with the other Legion after the battle with the brave wind, it is more than enough to escape.

When it comes time to escape and cultivate, the army of the brave, no matter where they come from, will no longer exist.

"Leave it to me!"

Hearing mord's words, Neville gritted his teeth, put down his hands, and gave up the plan to fight the strong of the brave army.

He will keep the magic of his equipment to deal with the brave wind.

The army of resurrectors quickly gathered towards the young man of the holy sword church. It seemed to be protecting him from rushing in his own direction. Of course, Lu Ming could see it.

"My Lord, what should I do?"

On one side of the fourth devil, naturally also noticed that some unusual young man.

It is obvious that this person is not a double eyed revivalist, so he should be the one who cooperates with the three demons this time.

Since his goal is brave, the fourth devil will not do what she wants, but intends to stop him.

But before she started, Olivier, who was beside Lu Ming, said:

"If you don't want to die, just stand here and watch."

In the words, there is no lack of disdain for the fourth devil's strength, thinking that she is not qualified to participate in the war.

In the face of Princess Olivier's words, the fourth devil pursed his mouth and did not speak.

Although I don't want to admit it, from the beginning of the battle, it was beyond the cognition of the fourth devil.

If her perception is correct, none of the thousands of resurrected people in front of her is weaker than her own demon army, and many of them are no less powerful than herself.

But these people under Lu Ming's army are as simple as mowing grass. They are not a threat at all. It's hard for the fourth devil to imagine how many levels these people are.

If even these people can't stop the young man of the other party, it's useless to let her pass.

For a moment, she hesitated.

Lu Ming, of course, saw the tangled expression of the fourth devil. He couldn't help laughing and comforted her

"Don't worry, even if the Legion can't stop him, there's quet ahead."

With that, he raised his chin and motioned to the fourth devil to look at the army general who had not moved from beginning to end.

His face was still very calm, as if the battle before the Legion had nothing to do with him. He never looked at the resurrectors from the beginning to the end.

On the contrary, his eyes have been focused on the young man of the holy sword church who was mentioned by Lu Ming. The actions of the other party have long been under his eyes.