Chapter 1062

Deep in the blood skeleton Valley, a confrontation is going on in a "long and silent" way.

Three thousand Bain knights and Hussars from Boye formed a blockade on the periphery according to the order of Duke Bain; Once the demon army gathered on the slope starts to attack, it will immediately give up the blockade and organize a breakthrough.

So, an hour passed, three hours passed... Thousands of cavalry were trapped in a dark valley, unable to advance or retreat.

Apart from a few flag officers carrying torches on their saddles, the valley was completely dark.

The rotten corpse demons who confronted them completely exceeded the expectations of the cavalry - these demons stood there motionless, lined up in neat rows and rows, and "confronted" them at a distance of almost 80 steps away.

The nearest cavalry can even see those rotten corpse demons constantly roaring like ice crack, and their rotten and pale bodies constantly tremble, like hyenas tied by reins.

Tens of thousands of rotten corpse demons surrounded the cavalry, and the two sides faced each other late at night.

"In other words, do you know it..."

Staring at the motionless demon army opposite, lanmallos, count of Lake City, shivered in the cold wind: "when are they going to attack me... I mean to attack us?"

"Why, why, you can't wait to be eaten by them?" the ridiculed white horse peak count regrell was also shivering: "Eighty steps... If they rush up immediately, we don't even have time to charge!"

"I know, but compared with being killed, I don't want to be frozen to death... Sneeze!" lanmalos sneezed and wiped his nose: "Knight... Is damn on the way to charge... Sneeze!"

Regrell had no strength to roll his eyes. Tightening his tight cloak, he turned his eyes to a light spot that was coming towards them quickly: "someone is coming."

Lanmalos looked in the direction he pointed - it was a small cavalry coming this way from the western position along the edge of the valley, headed by a small man with dark blue hair and gray eyes he knew very well.

"Lucian, and... His demon hunter Legion?"

Just as the count of Huxin City blurted out, the gray pupil boy who galloped with his horse couldn't wait to rush in front of them.

"Is it lanmallos, the Earl of Lake City, and Lord regrell?"

"It's us." slightly frowning regrell took the initiative to come forward and coughed: "excuse me, can the rear line position provide support as soon as possible, and when is the floating city..."

"Where's Lord Loren? Where's Lord Loren now?"

Without waiting for him to finish, Lucian directly grabbed Riel Rael's arm and stared at him.

Regrell, who was suddenly robbed, trembled and instinctively looked behind him; Aware of this detail, the grey pupil boy couldn't help saying, left behind the demon hunter and ran away.

"Pa!"

With a dull sound, the suddenly grabbed Lucian suddenly turned back and glared at lanmalos who pressed his arm: "what do you want to do?"

"I don't want anything, but can you calm down?" the count of Huxin City stared at him impolitely: "tell me, do you think you are the only one in the world who cares about the Duke's life and death

The grey pupil boy who was robbed all at once looked red and white and was speechless.

"I, I just..."

"You're just too nervous... Trust me, because we're all in the same mood." the count regrell slowly opened his mouth and couldn't help glancing at lanmalos.

This guy... Sure enough, he's still a little different from bosivar.

"Now the situation is very complicated. The Duke is dueling with each other one-on-one and forbids any of us to intervene - as you can see, we don't know the current situation of the war, but since the black fog hasn't dissipated, it should be regarded as good news?"

"Good news... Yes." thoughtful Lucian nodded: "since the mood has not been relieved, it means that the battle is not over, that is to say..."

"At least the Duke is still alive, or the rabbit Lord would have rushed out and killed us all!" lanmallos said in a deep voice.

The three looked at each other with different expressions.

"What should we do now?" Lucian said first. "The duel is not over yet. It will take some time for the floating city to restart. Most of the army are resting."

Feeling the attention from both sides to himself, regrell couldn't help glancing at the still lingering black fog and calmly said, "in that case, my suggestion is to immediately... Huh?!"

Before he finished, there was a loud noise from the dark dome.

"Boom --!!"

Like the roar of thunder, everyone was shocked.

However, this is not even the end, followed by a strong wind with snow rolled up at the bottom and lifted into the air; Whistling, roaring, circling over the valley.

The wild wind makes a sound, and the valley is full of flying sand and stones; The cavalry's original neat and tight formation immediately fell into chaos, and they could hear chaotic screams and screams.

Many "smart" and "experienced" Boa Hussars immediately got off their horses, pulled the reins and buried themselves in the snow; As a result, within half a minute, the strong wind blew away the snow and tore all the bits and pieces of his clothes into pieces and scattered them in the air.

"Boom --!!"

There was another thunder, deafening.

The roaring wind became louder and stronger, almost at a speed that could be perceived by the body, becoming more and more violent, as if the whole valley would be torn to pieces by the rolling hurricane.

"What's going on?!"

Count regrell, who was lying on his horse, shouted desperately at Lucian: "is it the magic of the Duke, or... The magic of the elf eagle king

"I don't know! The power of this level can no longer be measured by a magic spell..." similarly, Lucian glanced at LAN malos, who looked up at the starry sky.

"What are you looking at?!"

The completely shocked count of Huxin city didn't say a word, but just motionlessly pointed to the sky - the dark cloud shrouded in the blood skeleton Valley turned into a black storm, and there was a murky sound.

"Boom --!!"

Thunder tremor.

"Then... What the hell is that!"

Call -——

In an instant, the three people shivered at the same time, and even the war horse under them heard a neighing; Lucian, who was black in front of him, nearly fell off his horse.

Distortion, ferocity, terror, nausea, numbness

This... This feeling is completely crushed by the force of emptiness, and it is also the deepest fear!

Lying on the horse's back, ruthen, who couldn't move, said silently in the bottom of his heart.

There is no passive finger, but it is immovable; It was clear that the sky had not changed, but it seemed dark in front of him, and his body trembled as if frozen... These were familiar to Lucian, who had confronted fascism, because he felt almost the same at that time.

But... This time is different.

Because this time as like as two peas of Loren's reaction, the reaction of the void.

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"Are you... Still alive?"

The slightly trembling voice is not enough to describe the surprise of the eagle king at the moment.

He was covered with blood, his joints and bones were broken, and tens of thousands of black fog spears ran through Loren Turin thousands of times

At this moment, I was sitting quietly in the blood water, lowering my head and saying nothing.

No, no, no... these are not the key.

The key is that I just felt the complete collapse of his void force, and my consciousness dissipated to a negligible extent, but now... It completely appeared in front of me.

And he was unharmed. He didn't even feel any weakening of his void reaction - on the contrary, it was himself because of the reduction in the just series of battles.

"Why are you... Still alive?"

The eagle king's face was blue and his pupils trembled slightly.

Loren Turin, with his head down, frowned as if he were thinking about something and ignored him at all.

"Pa!"

With a snap of his finger, the black fog around the eagle king's body condensed one after another and turned into a long gun to attack the black haired wizard's body.

Through the head, twist the neck, smash the joints, tear the flesh and blood, dig out the internal organs

In the blink of an eye, the eagle king tore the black haired wizard into a pool of flesh and blood again.

Then

In the blink of an eye, Loren Turin still sat intact in front of him, bowed his head and pondered painfully.

"Impossible!"

The eagle king's expression was hard to see. The long knife in his right hand pointed to the black haired wizard's face: "how did you do it? Is this... The ability brought by the special constitution of foreigners, or some kind of wizard's high-level magic spell?"

"No, no, even some kind of magic spell is only the manifestation of the power of emptiness. Your power of emptiness has been completely suppressed by me. It's impossible..."

"Can I say that I fell in your fantasy from the beginning, and everything I feel now is just the illusion you designed?!"

"Tell me, tell me how you hide your emptiness and consciousness, and how you revive your body again and again!"

This time, the dark haired wizard seemed to finally hear his voice and looked up bleary eyed; The eagle king, who was extremely nervous, looked at him with almost complete concentration.

Why?

Well... Actually, I don't know. Why don't you try again and try a few more times? Maybe you'll know?

The black haired wizard didn't speak. His eyes blinked on his innocent expression, so that this sentence came to the mind of the eagle king.

The shocked eagle king raised his trembling right hand and pointed the tip of the knife at Loren's head.

Loren Turin, who did not change his face, neither took the initiative to meet nor deliberately avoided it, just looked at the bright blade.

"Poof!"

At the next moment, the Mithril long knife ran through the black haired wizard's face and dyed half of the eagle king's body red.

"Pooh!"

When the long knife was waved again, only half of the blood and flesh with no shape remained on the cross section of the broken neck, and scattered pieces of meat and fragments poured on the eagle king.

There was no trace of blood on the mirror like blade.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

Gasping, the eagle king stared at the headless body in front of him without blinking. He watched "it" begin to spasm and twitch. It became cold with the ejection of blood and became extremely strange.

But he still didn't relax his vigilance, resisted the impulse to close his eyes and stared at him motionless.

The void response has begun to dissipate, and the existence of consciousness has gradually become blurred.

Indeed, Loren Turin is dead. It's no mistake. He was killed by himself.

But why just... Ah!

Suddenly, the eagle king suddenly realized and turned his eyes to the Azor long knife in his hand.

By the way, almost all Elven warriors' sabres are mixed with secret silver, at least the blade is secret silver; And their sabres are all forged by secret silver - in this world, only secret silver can cause real damage to the power of emptiness.

So no matter what trick he plays, as long as he doesn't get rid of the limitations of emptiness, he will be hurt by secret silver weapons!

Yes, that's it!

Looking at the blade soaked with viscous plasma in his hand, a distorted smile appeared on the eagle king's overly nervous and stiff face.

The body involuntarily shivered and made him instinctively blink his eyes.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he suddenly had an impulse of extreme fear.

The bloody blade blocked his sight. The eagle king, who didn't know what he was afraid of, trembled and moved the blade upward a little.

First, the legs;

Then, the trunk;

Followed by a neck;

Finally

The eagle's Wang pupil shrank suddenly.

Head... The head of Loren Turin, intact on his neck; The disgusting face was smiling at itself.

In the eyes of the eagle king, it was no less than the devil's smile!

no He is the devil! It's the devil! It's a devil that can't be killed!

"Why --?!!!"

The eagle king roared hysterically, as if the only way to suppress his inner fear.

"Why... Well, there are many reasons, but you only need to know one."

Smiling, the dark haired wizard whispered:

"Because your empty power is far below me - therefore, with your empty power, no matter how many times you are given, you can't see me, touch me and kill me."

The shocked eagle king trembled and motionless, as if he had been attacked by anger.

"Well, it seems that you don't understand what I mean. Then I'll explain it to you seriously - your void power, even a small part of the void power you borrowed from the four evil gods, is below me, so you can't hurt me."

"Dear eagle king, you are under me; do you understand? Do you want me to say it again?"

"You... Are under me."