The Red Age of Sword and Magic

Chapter 358 A Thousand Zombies
In the center of Stonehenge is a tall altar.A dozen thick iron chains stretched out from the boulder, binding Nana and Ke Ke on the altar in the middle.

The oval white God's Domain mask around Coco is still there, but a dozen or so iron chains are filled with black air, surrounding the mask.

The mask can only protect Ke Ke. The unicorn Nana's head is held tightly by Ke Ke, and half of her body gets into the mask to be protected, but the buttocks and the back half of her body are exposed outside the mask.

The milky white life force was continuously being sucked away by the boulder from Nana's back half of her body. Stonehenge gave back more black smoke, surrounded Ner'zhul, and was continuously sinking into the demigod of the Lich King. level armor.

Seeing that Nana's body was withering, Ke Ke held a silver jug ​​in the mask and fed a small mouthful of fairy wine into Nana's mouth.

With the entrance of the fairy wine, Nana's body quickly recovered, and then her vitality was sucked away by Stonehenge, and she slowly withered.

In front of Ner'zhul, there were two broken swords and an old golden box.

Around Stonehenge, surrounded by more than 1000 elves, wearing all kinds of clothes, it seems that they are nearby villagers.

But all of them looked dull, as if they had fallen into some evil spell of the Lich King.

Ah, this—Ko Ke is saving Nana's life, but it seems that she is also assisting the enemy at the same time.

As Nana's body withered and flourished, Ner'zhul's aura continued to rise, and now he had the coercion of a holy peak.

Above Ner'zhul's head, a dark gray godhead was forming in the air.

Ner'zhul's proud voice rumbled, "You don't even have a single holy rank, and you dare to interfere with the great Lich King's succession ceremony?"

The Lich King waved his hand and cast some kind of spell, causing more than 1000 stunned villagers to fall down together.

Immediately, the light from his body was pulled away and gathered into a light cluster, which was held in Ner'zhul's hands.

Ner'zhul held the ball of light in his hand, "You servants, you only need to obey my orders, you don't need a soul.

Your souls are honored to be the nourishment of Frostmourne! "

With a wave of his hand, the ball of light sank into the two cut-off swords, and the two cut-off swords shone brightly. Ner'zhul bent down and picked up the great sword on the ground with one hand.

The two cut-off swords have been tightly connected together, unscrupulously radiating the coercion of the evil god.

The Lich King raised Frostmourne with one hand, swung it forward, and the evil sword howled thousands of innocent souls.

"Several clowns, do you need this king to do it yourself? My servants, in the name of the Lich King, I order you to kill these ignorant guys."

More than 1000 corpses on the ground slowly stood up, and they had become soulless zombies.After taking two steps slowly, they suddenly lined up and howled in unison.

With the howling of the zombies, all the negative emotions within a hundred miles gathered here, and the gloomy wind in the Stonehenge became an out-and-out ghost.

The zombies quickly absorbed negative energy, and the black gas formed crystal nuclei in their bodies. According to their physical fitness before death, they formed zombies of all levels from trainees to intermediate.

The Lich King was busy there, and the squad that came to kill him was not idle.

Mr. Fei pointed to the golden box on the altar, "Although Ner'zhul is already a saint, he has weaknesses, and he doesn't dare to attack.

He wants to guard the unformed godhead, and more importantly, guard his phylactery.

During the Lich King's inheritance ceremony, it was the most vulnerable stage of the Lich King.Once the phylactery is destroyed, he is completely finished.

As long as we eliminate these zombies, a few people entangle Ner'zhul, and one person raids and kills the phylactery, we will be successful. "

After Mr. Fei gave his orders, seeing the zombies slowly approaching the crowd, everyone began to prepare for the battle together.

The tone of Mr. Fei's order was full of confidence, but Randy was not so optimistic.

He knew how much energy was contained in Coco's Immortal Wine, so it was continuously drawn away by the Lich King through Nana's body, and the Lich King's aura soared very quickly.

He wished that Nana would simply die, so that Keke would not use it as an enemy.But from Ke Ke's point of view, seeing the holy pet Nana withering in her arms, how could she not save her?
The combat effectiveness of these highest and mid-level zombies is obviously not very good, and the only advantage is the large number.

The Lich King probably didn't pin his hopes on the zombies either, he just used these zombies to delay time.

As long as the godhead of the demigod above his head is formed, a demigod holding an evil sword, who in this world can resist?
Not to mention, there are really some who can resist, and there are quite a few.

Senior Jia has already lost a demigod-level avatar for himself, so it's not easy to ask someone else.

In Randy's concept, since Coco is fine for the time being, the situation is not critical enough to break the treaty and recruit the elders of the dragon clan and demigods to help in the battle.

Because Randy has another spare tire.As soon as he stretched out his hand, a wine gourd-shaped jade talisman appeared in his hand, a trace of magic power was injected into it, and when the jade talisman lit up, a demigod-level distress signal had been sent out.

After asking for help from Jiu Jianxian, the "big brother" of the wine-colored school——

Ah bah bah, Jiu Jianxian is not a big brother, and the Jiu Se Sect doesn't exist at all.

Randy scolded the Jiumengzi who harmed himself and now even Coco knows the name of the wine-color school.

As soon as he touched the silver lock, a thunderstorm fell into the dense group of zombies, knocking over dozens of zombies immediately.

While waiting for the thunderstorm to read the progress bar, Randy jumped into the group of zombies with an epee in hand.

A perfect loop chop, with a master-level sword glow, five or six zombies were split in half, and their intestines fell to the ground.

The second one was the archdruid. The old man stretched his hands to the sky, muttering to himself, and five tall oak trees were summoned.

"Spirits of nature, grant me the power to destroy the evil liches that harm humans and nature!"

The five oak trees moved with the sound, opened their huge roots, and began to move slowly, forming a tree wall.

The tree wall moved forward slowly, and soon came into close contact with the zombies.

The attack of the zombies did almost no damage to the tree wall. The big tree waved its branches, but kept knocking down the zombies.

The old man alone covered more than half of the battlefield.

Rambo waved his hand, and a very stylish heavy machine gun appeared in his arms, and then rolls of bullet belts were wrapped around him.

Rambo is a master-level gunner, and the heavy machine gun in his arms weighs ten kilograms, which means that a muscular man like him who is also a master-level boxer can carry it.

This heavy machine gun is very exquisitely crafted, and it is not a product of this era at all.

Like the submachine guns in the hands of the guards of the high-ranking officials and dignitaries, they are all products of the Tang Dynasty unearthed from ancient ruins, and they are general-purpose M60 heavy machine guns.

In fact, many of these advanced firearms have been unearthed, and they are basically usable.

The only thing that is restricted is the bullet that matches it.With the current technology, it is impossible to mass-produce, and the bullets unearthed are one less than one.

The bullets on Randy's body were not unearthed, but the high-level factory specially established by the Dark Federation, recruiting alchemists and senior technicians, and semi-manually polished magic bullets.

This approach is costly and laborious, and the output is appallingly low, and it is impossible to equip troops at all.

Rambo is a senior combat talent of the Dark Federation, and is responsible for defending the advanced laboratory presided over by Mr. Fei.

The bullets made by hand in a factory will only be enough for several senior and master gunner guards.

With a heavy machine gun in his hand, Rambo stepped forward, "chug chug", those zombies who had just been transformed by the Lich King were shot and fell down one after another.

As soon as Steve, the super soldier, stretched out his hand, a round shield appeared in his hand. He looked back at Mr. Fei, "Godfather, please hide behind the arch druid first, and I will charge for a while."

Holding the shield in hand, Steve rushed into the crowd of zombies without hesitation.

Mr. Fei, a scientist, has no spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and looks like he has no physical strength at all.

Suit tie, shiny shoes.Even after driving for more than 20 minutes in a jeep, the hairstyle is still meticulous.

At this moment, he was standing behind the battlefield with his hands behind his back.

For a while, he looked at the large number of zombies, and for a while he looked at the four comrades who were fighting, and then took a look at the demigod that gradually formed above the head of the Lich King, and the evil artifact Frostmourne in his hand.

Finally, he looked at the old golden phylactery under the Lich King's feet, touched the ring on his finger that also had no spiritual power fluctuations, and suddenly showed a strange smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)