Vol 6 Chapter 183

Isaac's words did not seem to attract the slightest attention.

A little flame fluttered in the dark eyes, the sea of ​​bones, black flags, purple clusters like the tide covered the sky, lightnings hanging from the clouds, one or two flames across the sky, and the prospect of the battlefield reflected in this pair Deep in the cold, unemotional eyes.

She turned around.

Hold out a pale, slender fingertip, hold the mercury stick in that hand, and point your fingertip in one of the directions.

Without any order.

But behind her, the undead lords pressed their boneless palms together on their chests, and the flames of the soul burned in the chest, and the dark aristocrat lowered his head like the tide, and the water ripples waved from front to back.

They looked back, the pale flames beating in their eyes.

The generals of Madara in the last row realized that they turned around, opened their hollow jaws, and waved fist-bone fists to the corpses and undead wizard apprentices:

"Let the soft eggs of Barakirevo come in and tell them that for the rest of perpetual death, long live the Black Rose of Bramanta!"

"Black roses never die!"

The sound of orders erupted on the battlefield.

Intermediate and lower-level corpses and undead wizard apprentices hurried back, some even fell to the ground on the way, but under the supervision of the undead supervisor, these unlucky eggs immediately climbed up hands and feet and land, and ran to the back of the platform Huge crystal tower.

Pieces of dead witches and undead shaman apprentices put their hands on the crystal tower, and green ripples immediately extended upward along the main crystal of the crystal tower, which was twenty to thirty meters high. When it reached the top of the tower supported by the bone base, it immediately turned into a green beam and launched it in all directions.

The green line connects to the other direction of the distant battlefield. When it hits the crystal tower tip in that direction, a green light spot lights up immediately in the nearby bone-bone ocean.

Almost all the witches looked down at the glowing emerald inlaid on the bone stick in their hands. When they raised their heads again, a row of skeleton soldiers began to turn slowly, forming a huge wheel over the entire battlefield in an instant.

"Bonefire Legion Enters South of Lorverd Hills"

"Dead Knight is ready to join the battle."

"The pale knight is ready to join the battle."

"The Black Plague Army is ready for the next wave of shock."

Undead is adjusting the offensive

A bunch of green rays interweaving and flying over the battlefield, and instantly formed a green network hovering over the undead army.

But the good times didn't last long. There was a commotion in the crystal clusters like a tide, and suddenly a large number of beasts carrying crystal clusters as high as mountains appeared. As soon as they appeared. Immediately there was a shrill scream, the crystal beams behind them vibrated at high frequency, and the sound resonance was spreading out at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.

On the front lines of the Undead Army, the smaller crystal tower immediately cracked and burst in the sound of Kaka's voice, and further afield, the green beam began to become chaotic. In the sea of ​​bones, the green light spots began to disappear one by one.

As if in an instant, the entire battlefield went dark.

"Change the banner"

"Changing flags, idiots!"

Such a scene was reflected in the cold eyes, but she was not surprised at all, but the undead lords behind her queen had turned and roared and roared towards her hands.

Black sword-shaped flags erected from the battlefield.

The Eruin knight is still advancing, as if to separate a path in the sea of ​​crystal clusters.

Instaron looked back at the direction of Madara's army. His dark eyes were full of clouds, and the black flag reflected a thick shadow in the depths of his pupils.

"Master Lord, we must find a way to get rid of those weird things!"

He shouted anxiously.

"What's your name? Mr. Instaron?"

Brando asked on horseback, looking at the giant monsters that suddenly appeared in the crystal cluster. Occasionally, there were one or two crystal clusters rushing at them. He didn't even look at them, and then cut off their heads with a backhand sword.

"... As long as you can help Madara win this war, I'll work for you, as long as you don't mind the words of a dark noble as a family member." Instaron gritted his teeth and said loudly.

Tagus slashed the head of a crystal cluster. He looked back at what he wanted to say, but thought about it, but shook his head without speaking.

Brando glanced back at him, a little surprised: "I received an undead family member in the Cruz Empire. You are not the first, Mr. Instaron, but can you represent the will of the mercury rod?"

"The dark nobles are free, not just our will."

Brando rushed forward while shaking his horse, shaking his head on the horse.

"I am very moved by your proposal, Mr. Instaron, but I don't bother to slap anyone. If you volunteer to come to Fir to work for me, I will welcome Dou Zhi, and for now let us consider how to win . "

He shouted, "Help me count, how many are there, don't overlook them."

Instaron opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Brando.

The reason why he said that was because he was filled with pride, just as Brando was convinced that His Excellency Lord Black would become Madara's future. Instaron knew the value of himself, he was a genius, he Never deny it and take pride in it.

Even in the rumored Tarig, he never felt that he was inferior to the other. He was the pride of the pale rose. The first lineage family in the middle of the Dead Sea in the centuries was before the age of eighteen. The aristocrat who has completed the dark transformation, even if it is the shadow of Rolanda who is praised by his deputy, can only stand behind him.

He knew very well that this human being would never be clear about his value. He had long discovered that the other party knew him better, and even had a three-pointer than himself. There was no doubt that the count was also a talent, but only Only stupid people are jealous of virtuous people.

Those who are truly above them will only make them useful.

"Are you in a daze, Mr. Instaron?" Brando tilted his head and said, "This is a fight for your homeland. I thought you didn't want to give this glory to Matissa."

"I'm sorry ..." Instaron immediately raised his head, and he glanced over the battlefield with some panic: "They are on the east and west. There are a total of twenty-seven heads, no, twenty-eight. head."

"Twenty-nine."

Targus replied silently, one by one out of the newly emerging crystal monsters on the battlefield, and then looked back at his partner.

Instaron's complexion was red and white.

Brando didn't go to see the two of them: "Metisa, help me count."

He raised his hand, slightly moving his five fingers.

"space"

Without warning

A huge screaming cluster suddenly flew from the ocean of crystals, and it waved its limbs in panic, apparently for a while it hadn't understood what happened.

Then the second, third, fourth ...

One of the crystal clusters was named, and then rose from the ocean of crystal clusters, far behind the undead army. The undead lords who were preparing to use the semaphore to give orders suddenly froze. They turned around and stared at this in stun. A scene.

There was no trace of emotion in those black eyes.

"This ... is this?"

"Someone is helping us!" Someone suddenly whispered.

"Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine ..."

But when the last giant crystal cluster ascended into the sky, there was a turbulence between the crystal clusters. This turbulence spread like water ripples in all directions.

The woman on the platform turned her head and looked coldly at all her courtiers.

The undead lords wake up like dreams.

"Hurry up, don't waste time, attack them!"

Hissing orders.

The crystal tower of the undead became bright again.

"Mr. Instaron, contact your Majesty. You know what we need."

Brando held his right hand high, and the twenty-nine giant crystal clusters were fixed by him in the air like playthings, and he said calmly to Instaron.

Meditha also looked at the future Lord Black of Madara.

Adeni and her knights looked at Brando's eyes as if they were smelling the gods. Just by looking at the strange side of the twenty-nine head that could not move in his hands, they could understand how powerful it was.

Naguire's eyes were full of light.

"Lord Lord, I ..." Instaron replied a little awkwardly.

"This is not the time to discuss this. Mr. Instaron, the only way to win is something we need to consider." Brando shook his head. He was somewhat unexpected. He thought he had the most. It is good to only lift two-thirds of them.

But at this moment, he felt a strange thought dominating his state at the moment. He seemed to be examining himself at this moment from a higher dimension. The power of the laws of the body was moving, and the traditional cognition of time and space seemed to be Is leaving him.

The point is that he has felt the power of the Elemental Orb once again since Rustar's war.

And this time.

They are more powerful, as if they were shocking.

He resisted this spiritual shock and said to Instaron word by word: "I know you can reach your Majesty and hurry up."

Instaron nodded silently, but shook his head again.

"Sorry, Lord Lord, you are right. But I don't think we need to contact Your Majesty, the Lich of Barakirevo are already on the field ..."

He turned back earnestly.

Brando also turned his head along his gaze.

A continuous flash of light suddenly appeared on the ground.

…… (To be continued.)