The Record of Unusual Creatures

When the front of the living began to waver, the Legion could no longer push further. It was the death of the dead who took over the striker and launched the last charge that was destined to change the fate of the entire world.

The separation of life and death, the transmission of ancestors and descendants, is on such a battlefield, in such an indefinite way to achieve reincarnation.

In front of the wall of light formed by the wardens and the steel defense line formed by the Knights, a non-human army swept across the border as if the storm had swept across the battlefield. There was no normal living in this army. They were Composed of corpses, ghosts, hollow armor and twisted monsters, years and eternal wars ruined their limbs and lives, distorting their shapes and faces, but not distorting their inner souls, when such a ragged When the army rushed up, Hao Ren knew that things were not under his control.

Lily was anxious and low-lying, constantly clasping the ground with huge claws. What happened in front of her made her unable to control and rushed to fight side by side with the souls. Even Hao Ren himself, some **** rushes. The impulse to live is only forced by reason. At the same time, the king of mountains and rivers Gordon is also blocking them: "We still have our own mission, this is their battlefield, we are not qualified to intervene."

The army of the dead and the "monster" has already rushed into the line of fire. They suddenly rushed from the flank of the army, half slammed into the death zone composed of derivatives, and the other half hit the front line of the chaotic monster, not too intense. The shouting and killing, there is no brilliant magical brilliance, these warriors who are willing to break into the darkness in order to protect the mortal world are only silently charged, and then smash into the position of the chaos monster.

A tattered flag flutters at the top of this huge wave. This flag has been corrupted by pollution and can not see any original appearance. It may have been a golden flag, or it may be the flag of the last legion. But now it is dancing like a rag in the wind, and the end is tied to a twisted and stabbed bone spur. However, it is such a battle flag, but it seems to stand up in the mountains, leaving the chaos of the monsters countless times. Shock, no fall!

Oh, another banner is also rising in the ranks of the charge.

This banner presents an ethereal and translucent state. The upper side of the goddess is blurred and difficult to distinguish. It is a "spirit", a piece of the burial of the saints, whose body has been completely weathered, leaving only the rest. The soul of the dead missed.

The hand holding this battle flag is a tall undead. He rides on a ghostly battle and raises his flag to the front.

The two flags gradually moved closer together and finally merged together.

"Aaron! I know it is you!" The tall undead only struggled with one hand and rushed to the side of the "end-of-war group" who was distorted and mutated. "After dying for so long, I can see you again." your turn!"

The person who was distorted and mutated seemed to have heard the sound beside him. He hesitated to stop and recognize the person in front of him.

"Old guy, you are dead, I am also dead," the tall undead looked back at the direction of the Knights. "But they are still alive..."

The spiritual Jinhui battle flag suddenly tilted forward.

"Leave your hopes to the living people! Let us lay the road to the old bones that have died once!"

The chaotic minions are not afraid of death.

But the dead and the end of the legion will not be afraid!

Just like a spirit passed down from the ancient times of Kolo, an ancient saying

Leave hope to the living.

For thousands of years, in every chaotic war, the barriers on the boundary of the order were the same: the layers of the line of defense collapsed, accompanied by the bloodshed of countless border guards, and they exchanged their own lives for the buffer time and after the defense. Space allows the people to survive to the end of the chaotic tide.

For thousands of years, every secular country has also been the same: when the chaotic war ended, the destroyed order kingdom became the nutrients and masonry of the new country. The surviving kingdom relied on the resources and heritage of the dead country to heal the wounds and strengthen it. They themselves, and their rulers also know that sooner or later, their kingdom will also become such a "nutrients", which is the law of inheritance of the Kolo world.

In this battlefield, the ancient warriors are the same: when life and death, the crisis comes, even the deceased will climb again, together with their comrades and robes thousands of years ago, and then go to the battlefield, leaving hope to live. People.

Under the charge of a corps that is also not afraid of death, the line of defense of the chaotic monster finally began to retreat again. There were also several huge holes in the wall of death composed of derivatives. The column of smoke collapsed due to the impact of the army of the dead, ugly and corrupt. The Lockmanton tentacles were exposed in shock.

The horn sounded from the three magical warships and rang through the battlefield.

The knights and warriors of the Sanctuary Expeditionary Force have gained valuable breathing and reorganization opportunities with the help of the ancestors' spirits. When the horn sounds once again, the roar of the ground shaking the mountain reverberates over the legion, the silver The white blade once again appeared on the battlefield, with an imposing momentum, stabbing the spiral spiral of the heart of Locke Marton.

The king of fire, Gulas and the king of Thunder, Keno, screamed, a hot ray and a ball of lightning crossed the battlefield, passing through the already-scarred derivative group and the chaotic line of defense that was swept away by the dead army. Strike on the two tentacles.

Everyone's mind echoed a roar, which can shake the scream of the spiritual world, meaning that Lockerton's body was finally traumatized and the two tentacles were hit hard, and the derivatives finally stopped entering the battlefield.

The front of the Sanctuary Army continued to advance and finally reached the foot of the Spiral Hill.

It seems that the continual provocation of the mortal finally gave the nightmare tyrant a patience, or perhaps Locke Marton felt the threat from a series of changes, and it finally stopped hiding.

Hao Ren felt that a heart-rending wave suddenly came from the sky, and even his spiritual world of the demigod level was awkward.

With the inexplicable induction, he looked up and saw that the clouds had been twisted in a funnel shape over the spiral hill. Even the spiral hill itself seemed to be shrouded by a wave of lens, showing a constantly dithering appearance. At dusk, the light is spread behind the funnel-shaped clouds, and it penetrates the clouds and disperses the thick clouds.

One after another huge tentacles hang down from the clouds, squirming in a malicious manner, setting off an astonishing energy storm.

A tentacles swept over the spiral hills, and the spiral hills swayed as if they were awakened, and then broke silently, and two-thirds of the structure disappeared out of thin air.

Another tentacles swept over the Sanctuary Expeditionary Force, and within the shadow of it, countless soldiers were exposed, and then one soldier after another disappeared from the crowd and became "wake up." Dissipated dream products."

This power is not something that mortals can resist!

"The mortal has done what they should do," Gordon, the king of the mountains, suddenly screamed, and his body blossomed with countless brilliance. "It is time for our brothers to play!!"

Af Dina, the king of the wind, laughed and stepped forward: "There can be more than a brother, and a sister."

The ten warlords broke out all the power, and the pure order of the light formed a raging ocean, blocking the sky above the Sanctuary, blocking Lockerton’s tentacles attack, and then they vacated and flew to the clouds. !

The clouds also dissipated in due course, and Hao Ren finally saw the true face of the nightmare tyrant.

It is difficult to describe a giant, and any secular language used to describe this distorted madness is pale and powerless. It has no clear shape at all. The huge body covering the sky does not see a trace of rational structure. It is like a piece. The meatballs that grow in disarray, you can see a lot of sinuous areas between the illusory and the real. There are things like starlight flashing around in those places, but you can see them there is only a piece of darkness. Like the deepest nightmare.

This weird thing floats in the sky like that. Every part of the whole body is constantly changing, shape changes, structural changes, and even the reality is constantly changing. It seems that you can never observe its exact side.

The unpredictable nightmare Hao Ren even subconsciously associates this sentence.

Then he jumped from Lily to the ground, found a relatively open space, opened up the space, opened it to the maximum extent, and let all his heavy firepower come out.

The missile that spewed the flame flew out of the crack in the space behind him, and hit a beautiful arc bombardment on Locke Marton. A cannon also emerged out of thin air, screaming at the sky, and the self-disciplined machines waved long. The long robotic arm, at the end of each robot arm, manipulates a variety of artillery and launchers that are larger than their bodies. They also participate in the battle and form a powerful firestorm.

At the same moment, in the place where the position was slightly behind, the three magical warships finally waited until they played their role, as if to vent their anger and war, and the three ships’ artillery screamed and banged. Almost let the cloud of the sky oscillate!

A series of attacks fell on the huge body of Lockerton. The latter suddenly emerged with layers of various defenses. Most of the attacks were swallowed silently, but a few attacks through the defense were still there. The chaotic surface of black broke out.

Lily was stunned in the circle and screamed at the sky. This battlefield has completely inspired the animality in her bones. The husky girl who usually looks awkward and second can not suppress her fighting desire. Hope, she I feel that something is brewing, expanding, and almost breaking control. In a burst of arrogance, she leaned her head and stared at the body of Locke Marton, and the light of order gradually contracted.

Then she opened her mouth and forced her to make her most loud scream: "嗷"

A huge white light beam emerged from her mouth, straight through the front defense of Lockerton, and made a grand explosion on the body of the latter.

The half-streaked wolf came to an abrupt end, and the latter part was scared back by her own. (~^~)