Chapter 459

At night, the clouds became thick over the Anson mountains of the Ulan Empire, and the drizzle soaked every piece of soil with a deep chill.

So the moon disappeared.

So the darkness surged in like a tide.

The night sank like water, the fog turned, and the quiet eucalyptus trees danced with the wind like ghosts.

Sitting on his horse in front of his sheltered village, sizer was silent as he watched the endless army of shadows looming in the mist and woods.

After a long time, the knight stroked his own mount, which was also revived to be a hero, showing an indescribable smile. He muttered to himself, "this number is really more than that of my death."

Four hundred and eleven years ago, sizer dawell, a knight of the burning spirit, was riding alone in the Anson mountains. At the cost of exhaustion, he ignited the mountain fire and defeated three thousand elite mountain troops and four knights of the same rank who had been raided by the Gru Empire, so that the front battlefield of the Ulan Empire would not be defeated and retained most of its living strength. After the war, the descendants of the knights were granted the title of Anson, and countless survivors came here with reverence to worship the statues and steles of the heroes.

Three hundred and eighty-four years later, the darkness surged, and the spirit who returned to the world found that although his road had been exhausted, his battle was far from over.

But this time, the enemy changed from the living to the dead.

More than 20 years ago, under the attack of the shadow of death like the tsunami, the revived Xize led his descendants to open up a village in the mountains. This mountain range in the northwest of grantia is inaccessible. Except for the spirits of some beasts, there will not be any strong souls waking up. Therefore, in the past 27 years, Although they are hard, they live in peace. Apart from daily farming, it is hard to find protocrystalline veins in the mountains.

But now, the quiet time has come to an end.

The shadow of the army of the dead has come here.

Just like an island in the sea, now the completely surrounded town has almost no way to go back, except for the protocryst cave which leads to nowhere behind.

The knight held his lance tightly and pressed his left hand on the flail around his waist. In a weak voice, he said to the villagers who had already prepared their luggage and were waiting anxiously: "run, run along the mine, stay by the cave of the underground river you found last time, block the crack, and never come out again."

"What about you, ancestor?"

A girl's uneasy voice asked.

"Me?"

Yingling closed his eyes, and he laughed softly. The fire Knight opened his eyes again, and the magic energy began to boil in his body. The human figure composed of light turned red in an instant, just like a burning flame.

"Of course I'm going to do what a hero should do."

At this time, the darkness was expelled by the light of the fire, and the sparks were not extinguished between the ice and rain, but were flashing to release the temperature and heat. Just as the villagers retreated orderly, the Knights drove the horses forward, and the army of the dead, which should have no wisdom and only knew how to obey the orders, gradually retreated, As if instinctively afraid of the spirit with the soul of the flame.

The next moment, the sound of killing sounded, and the Anson mountains were ablaze for ten days.

Just as it was 411 years ago.

The same scene happened in every corner of the continent.

In the fishing village along the coast, the frost master freezes tens of thousands of undead knights. In the quiet forest, the Rangers wielding the divine bow destroy one dark Legion after another with a meteor shower of arrows.

Countless awakened but never fallen spirits tried their best to protect the people and things they wanted to protect, but under the endless suppression of the enemy, they were defeated one by one.

Centered on gaitar, the capital of the Ulan Empire, one after another undead troops, which are different from ordinary dead shadows, silently go to one after another shelters hidden in the mountains and forests. Under their attack, these villages and towns, which are sheltered by heroes or human strongmen, are successively captured, Some secret and dark secret method made these spirits, who could not be corrupted even by cataclysm, degenerated and assimilated into the ranks of their former enemies in just a few days.

Southwest of the mainland, the last four large gathering places of human beings, learned the shocking news nearly ten days later, and showed their unexpected strength by playing the role of the shadow of death.

But at this time, those who are slow to contact other shelters find that there are no other shelters except them. Maybe there are some scattered gathering places on the edge of the mainland, but they can't contact any more.Today, these four human habitats, which are the last resting places of heroes in the world of grantia, have been surrounded by darkness and completely isolated.

At the same time.

Grantia continent, central western region, Shaya mountains, forest of Anchuan.

Rain.

heavy rain.

The torrential rain, like the fall of heaven, made this swamp forest surrounded by mountains completely submerged by mud and water.

The commander of the Shaya mountains, the overlord of the mountain forest, the master of the swamp, and the king of the dark river, ulbandini, stands in the center of the forest. The body composed of roots is at the top, and the purple flame sweeps the distance with one eye.

The air was full of dead and gloomy atmosphere, and the suffocating dense fog filled the air. Even the rain like a waterfall could not disperse it. However, urbandeni could see that in the dense fog, there were countless stirring black shadows, and the scarlet and violent light came from the eyes that had already lost their souls, The forest in front of them.

"How is the situation now, Mr. king of Anchuan?"

The weak voice of longyi girl sounded behind the huge tree man. Xierya, who had just healed her injury, hesitated and said, "if it's really not possible, let me alone..."

"Shut up, man."

"My decision is not something you can question. Since I have promised you that I will send you safely away from the forest of Murakawa, I will never go back on my word," he said in a voice that can shake the atmosphere

"What's more, do you think these ants can stop me?"

And helya gave a wry smile.

It is not that she does not believe in each other's strength, but that she feels helpless and ashamed of her own strength.

Since her family robe resonated again last time, the powerful spirit of nature has changed her attitude. Urbandeni expressed his willingness to send her out of the Shaya mountains so that she can go to the southwest human gathering place smoothly.

But after that day, endless shadows came from nowhere, waiting in front of the forest to surround it.

With the cooperation of ulbandeni, xierya tried to break through several times, but all of them failed. The last time was probably the best chance. However, because she was too tired, she made a mistake, which not only failed to break through, but also seriously injured herself.

However, in addition to these disheartening bad news, she also knew the meaning behind her robe in the news that her partner accidentally revealed.

The robe of the saint of origin

In ancient times, the continent of grantia was still barren. The newborn world was full of the heat of fire, so that there was no other existence except boiling hot springs and lava lakes.

But there was a sage who came across the border with thousands of people. He called himself an apostle of "sage". With the help of some kind of ceremony, he performed a supernatural skill beyond human imagination, cooling the whole world from the fire. He scattered seeds and cubs of plants and animals, and in a short period of one hundred years, he made the whole barren continent take on a new look, Full of life and the smell of vegetation.

The sages and the thousands of people who crossed the border were the origin of all living beings in the continent of grantia, and the robes of the saints were the ceremonial clothes worn by the sages at that time.

Although all this is just a legend that cannot be trusted in the countryside, looking at ulbandini's confident face, she can't help but doubt that her robe may have some extraordinary origin. The sages of ancient times may not exist, but it is indeed a powerful and extraordinary equipment.

But now, it's not the time to think about it.

Opposite the forest, in the fog, the endless shadow team suddenly appeared obvious changes, dense array is orderly separated, leaving a long channel.

The huge tree man moved his body, thousands of tree roots twisted, and the soil surged like a tide. The huge power made the whole forest tremble. The owner of the dark river looked at this scene, his purple eyes flickered for a moment, and his face made of dark brown wood became serious.

A bunch of bedbugs.

For the dense darkness of the dead in front of him, urbandeni despised it. As a person who has survived for nearly a thousand years and is older than most of the heroes, how could he care about the mere shadow of the dead? Even tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of this kind of existence can't hurt its hair. Diamond is not afraid of being beaten by eggs. Moreover, it should be a diamond mountain.

Therefore, it has not been these pathetic undead who can make the leader of the dark river stand ready.In the deepest part of the dense fog, there were three figures walking out slowly along the separate passage. The dead shadows bowed their heads, separated by the rainstorm, and even the land that had already turned into mire and swamp became dry and solid again with their pace.

It was a middle-aged caster surrounded by seven crystal balls of different shapes. He came to the dark mountain forest with a misty figure and a skeleton Archer covered with blue light, who would never be found if he didn't observe carefully. He stood in front of the huge tree man in the center of the forest.

"Lord of the dark river, urbandeni, why do you want to protect our enemies?"

The caster said to the tree man in a voice like a machine: "in 27 years, the army of the shadow has never invaded your territory, but now why do you abandon the neutral position and turn to the embrace of those human beings?"

"She offered sacrifices, and naturally I will keep my promise and give her shelter."

The strong voice vibrates the mountains and forests, even makes the rain in the air ripple. Urbandeni replied with disdain: "the earth and the forest never belong to either side. My answer is that it will never change."

"Yes, but we don't want to fight you."

After a moment's silence, the middle-aged caster put down his hood and revealed the real face behind it - a skull made up of crystal. The shadow commander shook the atmosphere with magic and made a rigid voice: "then, another suggestion, how about you consider it?"

He used a tone as soft as possible to persuade: "join us, king of Anchuan. You are strong enough to be one of us. I can even give you my throne. As long as you agree to this condition, what if you let the Dragon girl go? And since then, the shadow will never invade the Shaya mountains and enter your territory. "

Smell speech, in tree person behind of hill Ya Dun tense up, she immediately want to open mouth to persuade this powerful existence don't be bewitched by each other.

The Dragon wing girl knew that her life would not be worth mentioning if she didn't have the robe. Even if she died, it would be no big deal. However, urbandeni was the oldest and most powerful creature in the world. It was blocked in the northwest and southeast of the mainland, so that the army of the shadow could not move forward to the territory of the Gelu empire on a large scale, If this one really joins the other party, or even just allows the army of the dead to advance, it will be a terrible disaster for the remaining human forces in the whole continent.

But after hearing these words, the Lord of Anchuan gave out a harsh sneer.

"Pathetic dead, already degraded souls... Darkness has blinded your once wise eyes."

This one seems to be just a powerful existence of a huge tree man. He said in an inexplicable and calm way: "when do you think you can eat me with these bedbugs? Why do you think I have to promise you to fulfill my promise? "

Smell speech, skeleton caster did not speak, he just stretched out his own pair of the same crystal metacarpals, and then patted.

Boom, in the cloudy sky, there was a sudden burst of thunder, a piece of lightning interweaved in the clouds, and three monsters with magnificent light all over them fell from the sky.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were three loud, dull sounds in succession. The mud like Earth rolled like waves, and three huge puppets, all made of crystal, landed in front of the forest of the dark river.

Each of these three puppets is huge, nearly 40 meters high. They are made up of irregular crystals with geometric shapes, and are engraved with countless mysterious runes. In the center of these huge puppets, which are no less than the size of the leader of the dark river, you can see three holy stones with red, purple and brown colors, turning different lights, The powerful energy supply they need

"It seems that you refused."

The caster shook his head, but somehow he didn't seem disappointed: "although I don't know why the great commander treats you differently, as far as I'm concerned, although you are strong, you are not strong enough to make us fear."

"It's time for you to suffer, master of Anchuan."

Behind him, the fog figure disappeared, and the skeleton Archer took the long bow from his back with a slow but steady posture, but they didn't move, waiting for the caster's action.

As the strongest leaders of their own times, whether they are the casters of Royal crystal puppets, the most invisible assassins, or the archers who have shot the floating mountain whales and sea king beasts, they all have their own pride in their hearts. Even if they fall for some reasons, they will never easily interfere in the fight of others.But the giant tree man shook his head.

"There's a little bit of honor you haven't forgotten."

"But it doesn't make sense."

Countless tree roots turned into tentacles, lifted the Dragon wing girl up and sent her to the other end of the forest. Facing the puppets of Santai, who are striding forward and preparing to crush into the forest with irresistible force, urbandeni's voice is getting weaker and weaker, and the tree roots that make up her body also retract to the earth in turn.

But just when others were wondering if urbandeni was going to avoid fighting, an earthquake like roar sounded from the bottom of the whole dark forest.

"Boom! Boom

It was like the sound of a giant slowly waking up and moving his body.

"I am the blood of God, the descendant of mother earth."

A low but clear voice permeated from the whole earth: "I breathe with this earth. I can hear its anger and reluctance. No matter what you and the existence behind you want to do, there is no doubt that the ultimate goal of this way is complete destruction."

"You'd better go together."

At the next moment when the voice fell, a huge column, like a mixture of flesh and blood and roots, ran through the earth's surface and appeared in front of everyone's eyes, And then it's built into a very strong hand.

This arm is made of rock and soil, running water and plant roots. On the other hand, on the hillside of the mountain range in the distance, the rocks cracked and the peaks loosened. On the head of a giant made entirely of black hard rock, two purple flames like the sun lit up, and the incomparable majesty came.

When the crystal skeleton caster saw that it was only half of the body, which was hundreds of meters high, he immediately controlled his puppet to quickly retreat to the rear. While pulling the distance urgently, he took a breath with the nonexistent lung cavity.

"Titan!"