The extraordinary characteristics were dissolved piece by piece by the bone ring, and the soul-stirring blood light injected evil power into the earth. The burial ground in the forest surged like waves, and indescribable terrifying screams and wails broke through the ground.
Some kind of terrible monster has appeared in this world.
They are composed of pale bones, huge membranes and green ghost fire in the chest, and they hover in the sky in groups.
The moment she saw them, Galadia's smile froze. The gray-brown shadows flying in the sky almost awakened her most twisted and crazy nightmare.
They travel between the treetops and black clouds, flapping their wings wildly, with rotten mouthparts and sharp fangs or barbs on their four claws. The gray membrane wings are large and powerful, and the long tail is made of bones and drags behind it, curved and ugly. A layer of indescribable black rot enveloped their broken bodies, preventing them from shattering in flight.
Guided by the bone rings, they swooped down and then pulled up at high speeds. In the sharp whistling sound that sounded like a whistle, they used bone blades and claws to tear at the living corpses on the ground to test their strength, or they grabbed sharp bone fragments and stones from the air. Throw it down.
Griffith's eyes were shining, and he opened his hands as if to embrace the monsters flying among the dark clouds:
"I give you new names,
"You are the undead dragon hawks, the undead creatures who fight for me!"
His expression was solemn and majestic, wanton and flamboyant, and he was sincerely cheering for the undead creatures to appear on the battlefield. There was probably no death knight more qualified than him in the world.
For a moment, Galadia wondered if she had found the wrong person, and was afraid that he might turn into a banshee-like existence...
Griffith turned around. He holds his right hand empty, as if the life and death of all things in the world are in his palm:
"My army is ready,
"Now, feel the roar of death!"
Since we have decided to fight, we should naturally concentrate our forces to crush them with unstoppable power.
Griffith invested all the treasured crystals of extraordinary characteristics, retaining only the characteristics of the two Sequence 6 Secret Peepers he had just captured.
An army composed of 800 living corpses and 200 self-destructing balls is ready, and the sturdy Stitch Monster and the ferocious Undead Dragon Eagle are also quietly gathering. They will split into two groups and attack different targets.
For the first time, Griffith had an army completely at his command. He jumped onto the skeletal horse, surveyed the elven defense lines and fortresses in the distance, identified his prey, and raised his hand to point.
The living corpses of half-elves and humans immediately rushed out of their hidden forests and valleys, roaring away overwhelmingly.
…
From the map, the elves have established a Silver Moon Fortress and multiple outposts to support the defense line on the hillsides and river valleys. Fortresses stood on both sides of the river valley leading to the north, connecting Canaan with the outside world.
Both the fortress and the outpost have a good view and are guarded by capable and vigilant rangers. There are huge crystals inside the building that are constantly rotating. Life activities that appear nearby will be detected by the energy dispersed by the crystal. If you want to go to the Yalan territory, you need to pass through the south of the fortress. It is impossible not to be discovered.
Once you break through here, there is dense jungle and wasteland to the north. Elves, orcs, trolls and other races often fought fiercely there, and the significance of the fortress became very important. The complete fortifications and rugged terrain ensured that the garrison could hold on long enough to wait for support from the main force when attacked.
Even if a legion comes to attack, such a fortress will be difficult to conquer in a short time.
General Stannis Paulus received the order last night and hurried to Silvermoon Fortress to take over command. Before he could figure out what was going on, the new order required him to command two teams of less than 50 elven spellcasters, rangers and knights deployed in the fortress, as well as nearly a thousand and a half elves and human soldiers to enter a first-level alert state.
Late at night, groups of four or five Elf Extraordinaries gathered here and then spread out to the surrounding areas. Each of them is well-equipped, and they look like elites specialized in performing special tasks. According to the superiors, the evil god's minions attacked the Archon's mansion. Many important figures died in the battle, and Miss Villanoy was also kidnapped.
"Garadia has been captured!?" Stannis jumped up almost as soon as he heard the news, preparing to lead the rangers in a search.
However, a messenger from his superiors asked him to stick to the fortress and not to act without authorization. The helpless general could only return to the headquarters and continue to strengthen vigilance.
Groups of mobile units came and went. In the early hours of the morning, thunder, hurricanes, flames and earthquakes occurred one after another, and the light under the dark sky flickered continuously. The strong men of Canaan were already at war with the cultists.
Not long after, a large number of dead and wounded were brought over. Many half-elf archers and engineers arrived with only half-naked bodies, or were burned into small pieces of charcoal.
Stannis watched with horror. The miserable remains showed that they must have been hit by a large-scale attack spell while hiding in the sniper position, and the entire team was destroyed.
This is the move of an enemy who is so well-prepared and powerful!
The fighting in the forest to the east became more and more intense. In the second half of the night, after a big flash like the rising sun, smoke clouds shot straight into the sky, and a violent earthquake shook the dust off the roof of the headquarters.
Stannis could sit still no longer. He began to inspect the fortress. When he passed by the arrow tower and magic circle, he heard some half-elves spreading vague rumors——
"There are also believers of the evil god among the elves, and the big shots are attacking each other!"
As day breaks, the dead and wounded of elven rangers, knights, and even supernatural beings are brought in. Some of them were injured, but most of them were left with broken corpses that had had their Extraordinary properties taken away. The injured all had dark faces and kept silent about who caused their injuries. The rumors among the half-elf soldiers became more terrifying, and the entire fortress was shaken.
Stannis immediately sent out military police knights to suppress them. Just when the sky was getting brighter and the order control work was beginning to bear fruit. The scouts spotted a brown band on the plain south of the fort.
The torrent of rotting zombies poured out of the forest, crossed the streams and grasslands, and began to hit the Silver Moon Fortress like a tide. Among the fast-running living corpses were mixed the burly giant suture monsters, and strange spherical monsters rolled past both sides.
An army of undead creatures appeared in the hinterland of Canaan. Behind the fortress, it swept over like a tidal wave across the green land.
The half-elf archers with excellent eyesight discovered that many of the monsters coming towards them had similar body shapes and appearances to their companions. The tattered clothes hanging on the withered and rotting bodies looked familiar, and the hollow eye bones were flashing. The ghostly fire is filled with hatred for the living.
The half-elves even forgot to attack for a moment.
"Attack, don't let them get close." Stannis issued an order, gathering the troops scattered in the fortress to the side facing the zombie tide, and at the same time reporting his battle situation to Canaan.
The half-elf archers were divided into several waves and used dense fire arrows to intercept the corpse tide. The wizards and bed crossbows also deployed, and continuous flames and thunder were shot from the fortress and hit the corpse tide.
The troops of living corpses dispersed like mercury pouring down the ground. Magic and arrows destroyed some of them, but the remaining ones were still brave enough to attack the barrier in turn. They used the cover of ravines and trees to swarm under the high walls of the fortress. The suture monster threw bone chains upwards, hooking down the half-elves who were caught off guard.
The half-elves who were just glad that they were hiding on the wall were immediately hooked one after another and disappeared in the sound of gnawing.
Suddenly, Stannis saw the corpse wave opening two holes, and two spherical monsters glowing with green light rolled towards the golden-red fortress wall.
"Wizard, use your stance to isolate them and don't get close to the city wall!"
Stannis's order had just been issued, and before the caster could recover from the cooldown of the attack spell, the first wave of spherical zombies crashed into the outer barrier.
There was a loud "win" sound in his ears, and he felt like he was pushed hard and fell backwards. The half-elf archer placed in front of him flew all over the sky like dandelions, and then fell sparsely. .
Green explosions of liquid erupted one after another, and the thick city wall defenses exploded in the continuous impact.
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It's much better than what I've used before. Is it because of my growth? Griffith watched from a distance as two gaps were dug out of the Silver Moon Fortress, and zombies swarmed in from the messy ruins. He was a little surprised at the smoothness of the battle.
However, if you think about it carefully, he is not an Extraordinary in the path of a puppet master. There should be no mutual improvement between the summoner and the summoned object. Then, it is probably because the corpse itself as the material contains a certain amount of magic power or other factors, which causes the explosion effect of the self-destructing ball to be enhanced.
As soon as the living corpse broke through the outer layer, the two magic crystals inside Silver Moon Fortress flickered violently. They were set up on the inner city wall, and the casters gathered nearby had just been knocked over by the impact of the explosion. However, the crystal has changed from clear white to light red, then crimson, and finally a bleeding dark red.
The magic crystal occupies an excellent position and trembles like a heart. The red electric arc surges around the crystal, forming a spear-like beam and throwing it out. The living corpse that was hit was penetrated or torn apart like paper.
The living corpses that rushed toward the gap continued to hit with light spears, leaving a dense mass of broken corpses on the ground in the blink of an eye, suffocating the offensive. With this precious respite, the guards who had been knocked down by the explosion returned to their posts and began to fight back.
Galadia trembled and quietly watched the battle between her tribe and the undead. The inward side of Silver Moon Fortress is open and not suitable for defense. Griffith's troops deployed very quickly and the attack was sudden. In the blink of an eye, they had broken through the first line of defense. However, the strongholds of Canaan were not so easily breached.
"Let's go," Griffith hugged her onto the skeleton horse again, "Let's go over the mountain."
"But the fortress will not be conquered~"
"Of course it can't be captured," Griffith nodded and said, "I don't plan to leave from here."
