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Chapter 47 Skull Juggernaut
Hongluo made a move. She used the dragon wings to create a pair of wings, flew to a high place, and looked down at a giant bone ship.

The height of the bone giant ship is 50 meters, and the red radish flies quite high.

And where she looked.

It is a miniature version of the Skeleton Throne, on which a very strong skeleton sits boldly, with a giant white bone sword standing next to it.

No undead around him dared to approach him, and the aura on his body was undisguised.

The commander of the death army this time, Amster.

"Snakeman, I heard that you repelled Zell."

Hong Luo pointed at the opponent with a spear: "Take out your sword and fight with me."

"I'm not the idiot that Zell is." Yamster raised the great bone sword, and threw it into the air with a loud sound.

Seeing this, Hong Luo waved her spear and was about to fly the long sword.

Just when the spear and the sword met, the bone giant sword disappeared.

The surrounding environment became dark, people and objects around disappeared, the island of wind disappeared, the snake tribe disappeared, the giant bone ship disappeared, and after the darkness dissipated, they came to a strange space.

The breath of death and withering filled this strange world.

"Snake man, you should be honored."

Amherst, the Lord of Death, stepped out of the shadows.

"This lord prepared this for the King of Bones. You should be honored to die here, a mere snake man."

Hongluo didn't panic, she was very calm, her pupils turned dark red.

"Pupil of Destruction!"

Amster in front of him was suddenly shattered.

"Damn snake man, go to hell."

An exasperated voice came out, and then a sword energy suddenly appeared, tearing everything apart.

Hongluo turned to dodge, and the second sword energy followed closely, attacking one circle after another. After dodging for a dozen times, Hongluo finally found a gap to jump out and escaped successfully.

In the attack just now, the opponent's sword was extremely sharp, she couldn't fight back at all, and she felt a little lucky to get away.

"Death lord, indeed..."

Hong Luo couldn't continue speaking halfway through her words of appreciation.

Because the guy she was fighting with was standing not far away, it was not the death lord Yamster, but a slightly thin skeleton soldier. The skeleton soldier looked like an ordinary skeleton, holding a long sword, In the standing posture, ready to go, there is a sharpness of a peerless swordsman.

"Skeleton Sword Master!"

Hong Luo opened her eyes of insight, and saw the message of this monster, it was really not Yamster.

Immediately afterwards, many footsteps came in the black mist.

Skeleton soldiers with long swords appeared one after another, all of them were skeleton sword masters, forming a circle and surrounding Hongluo.

There are twenty of them, skeleton sword masters.

Without saying a word, they launched an attack at the same time.

Seeing this, Hongluo gave up the frontal battle. With a sharp hiss, the earth shook, black smoke billowed, and a giant lava snake pierced the sky and snaked out.

All the skeleton sword masters quickly jumped away, still without saying a word, jumping nimbly one by one, dodging the attack of the giant lava snake, and launched an attack from all directions.

High in the sky, the battle was fierce, magma and blood kept spilling on the ground, all kinds of roars, hisses, and sword energy swept across the sky.

Standing strong in the smoke.

The scattered bones of the Skeleton Juggernaut fell down one after another.

I don't know how long it took, and there was an earth-shattering cry.

The magma splashed, and the black clouds were dyed red.

A huge magma head fell down. The head of the giant lava snake fell from the sky and rolled on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the torso of the giant lava snake was cut into more than a dozen sections and fell in all directions.

The earth, covered by the overflowing magma, was crimson.

Many streamers fell from the sky and fell to the ground, standing in places where there is no magma, they are skeleton sword masters.

Twelve left.

Still cold and speechless, with a sword on his back, standing around like a statue!
"I lost my eight sword masters, damn snake people."

With the sound of roaring, Armster's figure re-condensed.appear in this space.

"However, that's all. The lord has won again. As for you, a hateful snake man, I will piece together your bones and become a new sword master. It must be a very strong sword master."

Amherst looked forward to the future, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"In the sky, why haven't these nasty volcanic smoke clouds dispersed?"

At this moment, all the skeleton sword masters turned their heads and stared at one place.

At the same time, the Skeleton Sword Master jumped up and drew his sword in one go, and rushed towards that place.

A little red crystal light emerged from the ground, and then expanded, spewing out a large amount of crimson waves, drowning the skeleton sword master, and the giant lava snake re-condensed. This snake was emitting terrible black air, with a black horn growing on its head.

In front of the giant snake, Hongluo also condensed into a shape, her hair turned into flames, and her lower body turned into magma. She looked down at Yamster coldly, and uttered a voice that made the space tremble: "I am the natural disaster."

……

After a while, Hong Luo reappeared on the battlefield. She was no different from when she entered. The difference was that she was holding a person in her hand, to be precise, a skeleton, which was burnt on the outside and inside. .

Island of Wind, the battle is at its worst.

Guardian Legion, Guardian Legion, Kobold Dragon Vein Warlock!

They are all engaged in the battle, and the battlefield of fighting is spread all over the entire island.

Corpses piled one after another, foul-smelling blood flowed into streams, flames were burning unscrupulously, the clanging of weapons, heart-piercing screams, angry roars, and terrifying breaths intertwined and shook them apart. The dome is covered with white clouds.

From the simplest skeleton soldiers to skeleton archers, skeleton cavalry, skeleton mages, and animal-shaped skeletons, all kinds of strange skeletons are scattered on the battlefield.

With Yamster killed, the combat effectiveness of the skeleton soldiers has been greatly weakened.

The death lord has a buff effect on his subordinates.

The balance of victory began to tilt.

Archer Skeleton General, Cavalry Skeleton General, Mage Skeleton Army Commander, and Beast Skeleton Commander.

These advanced undead stood up and continued to take over the battlefield.

Then they were assassinated one by one, and the skeleton army became a mess.

The battle continues.

On the first day, the death lord Yamster was beheaded, and twenty senior skeleton generals were assassinated.

On the side of the snake tribe, the centaur army was wiped out, the rest of the legion lost nearly half, and the holy legion lost 124 soldiers.

The next day, Duolu organized manpower to build a fortress to resist the attack of the skeleton soldiers.

On the third day, Darkscale assassinated a total of 1786 high-level skeletons, and almost all the commander-level skeletons were killed.There are twenty simple fortresses.

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On the fifth day, the Snakeman Tribe used the terrain of the fortress and the alleyway to trap and kill the skeleton soldiers.

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On the 13th day, the snake tribe began to counterattack.

……

On the 15th day, the island of wind skeleton soldiers were basically eliminated, and the battle was won.

At the end of the war, only one thousand of the more than 3000 snake people survived.

There are still [-] kobold dragon vein warlocks.

The quota of [-] is fixed, and for every kobold lost, Nie Chong will add one, and their number is constant at [-].

The same is true for the Holy Legion. Every time one dies, the blood of the gods returns to the kingdom of God, and Nie Chong recreates a warrior of the blood of the gods.

The Holy Legion never dies.

The endless dragon warlock, the endless holy legion.

It is also the key factor for the Snake Tribe to win in this battle.

This is not without a price. The price of forging dragon blood is the power of one hundred thousand beliefs.

It takes a ray of divine power to create a blood warrior.

Kobold dragon vein warlocks lost 27 blood warriors sacrificed.

For this, Nie Chong spent five thousand strands of divine power.

(End of this chapter)