All the elves and half-elves hiding in the fortress cheered. Although a large group of living corpses were still blocking the door and trying to rush in, the panic and despair in their eyes had turned into calmness and peace of mind.
After the three elven spellcasters followed Stannis out of the teleportation array, several more filed out.
The figure of the fifth elf is as blurry as flowing water waves, and it can be vaguely seen as a female figure. She held a double-headed scythe and tapped lightly on the ground. The next moment, the living corpses that had appeared at the door were spinning and flying. Pieces of flesh flew wherever the sickle blade struck, and a path was cleared in the blink of an eye.
The sixth elf is a ranger armed with a powerful bow. She is different from other tribesmen. When she shoots, she does not charge a single blow or shoot a series of arrows like a silver whip. Instead, she puts five sharp arrows on the bowstring at the same time. The elf assassin who follows in front of her shoots them in a circle, spraying them like a shower. Rain of arrows.
Under the attack of the two of them, the living corpses at the exit of the fortress were forced back like an ebbing tide.
At this time, the last elf walked out of the teleportation circle. He is not a spellcaster surrounded by orbs, nor a nimble assassin or ranger, nor even an armored knight. He has a completely different temperament from all the elves present. He does not wear exquisite armor, nor is he equipped with a longbow or war blade. Instead, he holds a huge double-edged battle ax. His bare upper body is only covered with a red cloak, chest and arms. The muscles are extremely strong, the fierce and unruly spirit is booming, and the explosive power even makes people suspect that he has the blood of an orc.
The moment he walked out of the magical light, the expensive teleportation circle presented the illusion of collapse and collapse like an avalanche. The light went out and the cracks in the space disappeared.
The seventh elf took a step forward, and the surging blood energy was already gathering on his double-edged giant axe. If there was actual murderous intention, the elf companions around him would subconsciously retreat away. It turned out to be a rare elf breaking spell. By.
"Artus, come out," Stannis pointed forward, "dispel the undead at the door and take up position."
"Okay, Brother Dayong!" Elf Spell Breaker responded loudly, holding the giant ax and rushing towards the door.
Griffith and Galadia are sneaking through the outpost's defenses. Since the defenders were suppressed, they were able to sneak past undetected.
As soon as they reached the halfway point, they saw the door of the fortress where the guards at the outpost huddled suddenly wavered. Two figures that were distinctive at first glance were killing the living corpses with astonishing efficiency.
Griffith raised his hand and pointed, and Gulatoni immediately roared and rushed forward, preparing to block the narrow exit.
As soon as Artus arrived at the exit of the fortress, he encountered the fat Stitch Monster. The flesh all over his face bloomed like flowers. He swung the giant ax in his hand and slashed at the Stitch Monster. A flash of blood flashed, and Gulatoni's two arms and bone chains shattered into flying debris.
The reinforcements from Canaan are coming, why so fast? Griffith was suddenly shocked. His tactics should be successful. The attacks on Silver Moon Fortress and Yew Outpost were not far apart. Even if the fortress defenders wanted to support them, they would not be able to come so quickly. On the other hand, there is no way that the isolated fortress of Yew Outpost has a tunnel leading to the fortress where troops can be mobilized... Then why do such powerful reinforcements suddenly appear?
Could it be that one of the elf outposts also has a teleportation circle that only exists in Beyelan's mage tower? In times of crisis, a few strong men nearby began to teleport over for support at all costs.
It's possible... The more Griffith thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
"Those are Artus, Tanya and Flora, elite troops directly under Stannis!" Galadia also noticed the three extraordinary reinforcements who rushed out of the fortress, "They actually appeared here at the same time, Stannis Ness must have arrived through the teleportation array with his direct team!"
"Let's go!" Griffith had an ominous premonition in his heart. Although he didn't think that the air-ground force composed of the undead dragon eagle, self-destructing balls and living corpses would be defeated quickly, his instinctive heart palpitations still made him aware of the situation. There are changes.
The camp at Yew Outpost spans the middle of the mountain and the top of the mountain to a gentle slope extending to the north of the mountain. Going down the gentle slope in the north of the mountain and crossing the bridge on the cliff is the road leading to the corrupted forest to the north.
At this moment, the chaotic sky became clear, and Galadia suddenly felt a sense of majesty spreading, calling all nearby elves to open their consciousness to him.
"Griffith, withdraw your power quickly!" Galadia exclaimed, "Stannis is preparing to take action. He is a Sequence 5 Astral Knight!"
"No, the undead must go up, otherwise the elves will immediately pursue us and find our traces, and the situation will be complicated!" Griffith ran to the other side of the mountain while gathering all the undead for a counterattack.
After the three Artus men cleared the living corpses at the entrance to the fortress, Stannis walked out of the fortress under the cover of his team members. He closed his eyes, spread his psychic energy outward, commanded all the elves to divide the entire battlefield into areas, and summoned all the Extraordinaries present for deployment.
At the same time, all the undead creatures brought by Griffith to attack have been taking turns to attack like a tide. The ferocious undead dragon eagles gathered and rotated in the air, sweeping down like a gray tornado. Their sharp screams echoed, carrying a terrifying and oppressive force that made it impossible to look directly at them.
Following Stannis's orders, the elven spellcasters launched their spells one after another, building storm stands in the air and on the ground to restrict the movement of the swarming undead creatures.
Although Griffith could not see the specific situation on the other side of the fortress, the bone ring was controlling the troops and summarizing deployment and battle situation information to him at any time. Summon undead creatures from several directions to surround them.
Suddenly, he discovered that the swift dragon eagles and zombie waves were stagnant and stiff, trudging as if they were stuck in the mud, and their movements slowed down.
The gel-like storm blocked the Dragon Eagle and slowed it down during its dive. Immediately afterwards, an invisible vortex appeared, tightly binding all the undead creatures roaring in the air, unable to break free.
Stannis suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes and palms flashed with amazing arcs of electricity, and his focused eyes seemed to be waiting for this moment. Indescribable solemnity and depression came over my face.
Immediately afterwards, a lightless black hole appeared in the center of the invisible vortex. It seems that nothing in the world, not even light or sound, can escape its shackles. Even some undead dragon eagles that were trying their best to escape from the storm were caught by this invisible force and dragged into the darkness, making it difficult to escape. The self-destructing ball rolling towards the fortress also slowed down to an almost comical level.
"Destroy them."
The elven wizards finally found an opportunity, and the undead dragon hawks that came and went like the wind were now a bunch of dull targets. Led by a supernatural wizard, all spellcasters began to chant and gather crazy psychic lightning.
Violent lightning struck from the sky, mixed with terrifying thunderous roars. The electric arc was pure silver, but it was more shocking than the blood and brains smeared on the battlefield. In the crackling sound, the undead dragon eagle that was struck by lightning shattered into pieces of bone and black mud in the blink of an eye.
The sky, which a few seconds ago was shrouded in black shadows, became clear in the blink of an eye. Lightning and storm then swept across the living corpses on the ground, tearing them apart into a cloud of blood and fragments. The self-destructing balls exploded one after another, exploding green acid like caterpillars that were stepped on by big feet.
Thunderstorms howled in the sky. The surviving corpses hurriedly scattered to avoid under the guidance of Minos. But now, on the path of their escape, new thunderstorms have bloomed along the way, forming ripples of destruction and fragmentation.
The continuous crackling sounds were as dense as spring rain falling on the roof. Griffith's undead troops turned into a rain of blood, scattering on the silent land.
Griffith, who was high-spirited a minute ago, suddenly lost his voice, and watched his subordinates turn into liquid liquid all over the sky in an instant...
He was stunned for a while, even tapping his head to make sure he wasn't dreaming. The undead army, most of its Beyonder characteristics, which protected him and Galadia from reaching Arran safely, were all wiped out.
"My Dragon Eagle, my cute self-destructing ball!" Griffith screamed, "My extraordinary characteristics!"
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There was no time to take the high road, the elven forces were breaking out of the fortress. Without the suppression of the Undead Dragon Eagle, the defense forces at Yew Outpost began a full-scale counterattack under the leadership of the newly arrived transcendent. If they discover the trace, they will inevitably be pursued, and Griffith's secret of commanding the undead will also be exposed.
Griffith and Galadia no longer have time to enter the Corrupted Forest through land roads and bridges.
"Jump down!" Galadia had no time to be frustrated and pointed down the cliff, "Jump down and cross the river. Let's meet on the other side of the river downstream!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped down decisively.
The elves who rushed out of the fortress discovered the movement on their side. The last few living corpses around Griffith blocked their view, allowing them to see only a small group of undead creatures trying to rush through the outpost and enter the northern land.
The two astute spellcasters immediately took action and summoned a huge fireball to hit it. Griffith saw the flames surging and hurriedly waved his hand to push up all the remaining living corpses.
The dense tide of corpses blocked the fireball like a wall, but it immediately cracked and collapsed, and a crimson fire exploded, followed by an irresistible wave of air.
Griffith, who was running wildly on the mountain road, was hit by the huge explosion and fell into the river under the cliff.
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Griffith and Galadia are separated.
The river under the cliff was very fast. Although they fell into the water at about the same time, when they climbed ashore, they found that they could no longer find each other. Falling into the water itself shouldn't be dangerous. Both of them are Sequence 7. Although it would be embarrassing to fall off the cliff, they still have the ability and equipment to save their lives.
The raging river has isolated the territory of the elves, and the Canaanite elves should not pursue them.
Although Griffith was worried about Miss Elf's safety, he also understood that it was useless to panic. He only lost a small amount of luggage after falling from the cliff. The main armor and weapons were still with him. He checked the status of the weapons and moved north along the mountain road on the shore, preparing to determine the girl's location through divination.
The forest here is as ominous as the Whispering Forest...
