"Damn it! What happened?!"
Enid Bonefire sat on the Bone Throne, furious.
She wore light armor inlaid with gold on a black background, and a pale cloak on the outside. A gorgeous white bone crown covered most of her pretty face, revealing only a pair of red lips like flames.
But at this moment, those red lips were biting tightly, and his eyes were almost bursting with fire.
In the past three days, more than ten transportation teams have transported no supplies to the front line.
The orders and harsh accusations from the frontline headquarters pressed on the female lord like a mountain.
As the newly promoted Viscount of Madara in the Undead Empire and the leader of the younger generation of the Bonefire family, Enid has always performed brilliantly. She has never been blamed for this kind of crime, which naturally makes her extremely angry.
"Lord Enid, let's go investigate immediately!" The general below immediately lowered his head.
"Humph, investigation? I'm tired of hearing this, but what's the result?" Enid slapped the armrest suddenly, and the whole hall shook slightly.
The general below immediately buried his head lower.
"Lord Enid, maybe we can take a detour to Huling Road. The enemy shouldn't have defenses there—"
The general's words suddenly turned into a cry of grief.
A huge bloody hand held his body tightly, and with the constant sound of bones breaking, blood kept flowing out of his mouth. It was obvious that his internal organs and bones were shattered by the huge force of that bloody hand.
"snort!"
Enid snorted coldly, flicked her bloody hand, and the unlucky guy was thrown away.
The giant skeletal dragon next to him opened his mouth and bit it down directly. As the chewing sound was sour, a large amount of blood gushed out and flowed onto the thick carpet. The giant skeletal dragon didn't bite twice, but it showed a disappointed look. , and spit out the general who had turned into a ball of rotten meat.
Suddenly, everyone in the hall fell silent.
Enid suddenly stood up from the throne, her red eyes swept across the whole place, and then she spoke coldly.
"This time, I will personally lead the troops to escort the supplies!"
"We want to see who dares to attack behind his back!"
........
On the rugged mountain road, an army meandered.
This is a coalition composed of various races, orcs, undead, ogres, and werewolves.
Although they are allied forces, there is a clear line between them.
A team of 150,000 people carried almost no baggage.
Horace listened to his cousin Ramsden's advice and left fifty thousand soldiers to contain and attract the attention of humans, while the army took advantage of the night to walk along the Mantis River, preparing to circle back and attack Guangcheng Pass.
The woods roared, and a group of night crows flew up, passing through the dark sky, leaving only a sad and mournful cry.
Lumsden was sitting on the skeleton horse, enjoying the pleasure of giving orders.
Compared with the trembling and cautious way they got up, this time a large army cleared the way, and all the monsters stayed away.
Some guys who didn't have long eyes were also swept past.
But it made Lumsden feel extremely happy!
"Cousin, how long will it take to pass the Mantis River?" Horace asked.
Lumsden was still immersed in that feeling. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "It's almost time. We'll cross that mountain and we'll be out of the Mantis River!"
"That's good!"
Horace was a little happy, but he was afraid that something would go wrong. The sooner he could reach his destination, the better. He was urging him along the way.
"Cousin, what is that?" Horace suddenly saw some strange protrusions on the steep mountain. They didn't look like trees.
"This..." Ramsden looked at it and was stunned. There was no such thing before.
The next moment, both of their eyes widened.
Countless lights lit up on the mountain peaks, piercing the dark night.
Bright and blazing flames spurted out, gathering into a sea of flames in the darkness. It is mixed with flashing thunder, dark poison, and tumbling boulders.
The roar echoed through the night.
And all this terror is heading towards them!
Everyone raised their heads and looked at this scene of destruction in shock, but then extreme fear filled their hearts.
Run away!
This is what everyone thinks!
The coalition forces collapsed instantly and fled in all directions.
But they are too slow!
Red flames pierced the darkness and fell from the sky. Like a crashing wave, it poured down. Rapid increases in temperature deflect light.
It was as if time stood still at that moment.
When low-level undead creatures come into contact with flames, the soul fire is directly annihilated.
Flames swept across and burned the trees.
The armor made of steel could not withstand this terrifying power at all. It quickly heated up and even turned into molten iron.
The flesh and blood body is even more fragile on top of this kind of power, and it turns into charcoal in just a few breaths.
Even those heroes could only resist for a moment.
Before he could break out of the sea of fire, he had already become a burning person.
Several skeletal griffins descended from the sky, grabbing Horace and his two men before they were engulfed in flames, and flew them up with them.
Ramsden's back was soaked with cold sweat, and the sweat was evaporated by the high temperature.
Affected by the high temperature and flames, the skeletal griffon flew crookedly. Ramsden wondered several times whether he would fall into the sea of fire in the next moment.
He couldn't help but look down and saw the flames sweeping across the mountain road like a giant dragon, swallowing up everything along the way.
Wails and pleas for mercy pierced the night, but it was all in vain.
The skeletal griffin stopped crookedly on a small slope hundreds of meters away, and Ramsden felt his legs trembling.
The sea of flames that lasted for several minutes gradually began to dim, and then slowly extinguished.
But Ramsden saw in front of him a thousand-meter blank space on the mountain road, with billowing smoke and dust, in which a large number of charred corpses of various shapes could be vaguely seen, and the smell of corpses mixed with the stench of burning rose into the sky.
But at this moment, the coalition forces lost at least tens of thousands!
At this time, the coalition forces were in chaos, and many people were rolling on the ground with flames burning on their bodies.
Wails and curses arose.
Lumsden stared blankly at this scene, feeling so magical and unreal.
"Snapped--"
Ramsden received a hard punch on the cheek, and he was sent flying. He rolled around in the dirt several times until he hit a wooden stake and stopped, with stars still popping up in his head.
Ramsden was then violently pulled to his feet.
Ramsden then faced his cousin's fair face that became ferocious due to anger and resentment, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
"Ho, Cousin Horace..." Ramsden struggled to squeeze out a few words, but he was immediately hit on the face again.
"Damn it, I never thought that members of the Bonefire Family would also be bribed by those humans to serve them!" Horace sneered and drew out his long knife.
The cold blade reflected the moonlight, and Ramsden's heart instantly felt like it was falling into an ice cave.
He shouted desperately, "Wait! Cousin Horace is not like that. This is all just a coincidence. I am definitely not a human spy!"
"Hmph, go to hell and say this!" Horace suddenly swung his long knife.
