Beyeland's cavalry had just suffered a round of artillery fire. The cannonballs from the Ship of the Dead smashed their flesh and blood everywhere. There is actually a strange black-purple mist lingering on these black cannonballs, and they fall from the sky and emit a scream of terror like a banshee, almost tearing away the human mind!
Murat's squadron of Veronese cavalry and mercenaries suffered the most damage. It was just a salvo, and some people were hit by artillery fire. The black mist on the shells bit their bodies like flames and burned them, killing them in the blink of an eye. Others witnessed this tragedy, screamed and neighed frantically, and immediately dispersed.
"Come closer to me!" Griffith reined in his horse, held up the light, and stood like a beacon in the wild waves of the battle.
The fiery breath swept across with his order, and the somewhat chaotic storm and the cavalry of the Black Wolf Squadron subconsciously lined up and concentrated. When they come together, courage returns and chaos subsides.
They were almost lined up under the muzzle of the guns. The black barrels of the dead ship on the flood might launch a second round of bombardment at any time, hitting their heads with shells. However, the cavalry's will overcame their fear and they formed a tight formation again.
"Lana, Murat, reorganize our troops. Those who have escaped, let them go."
Griffith said to his comrades. In order to launch this charge and deal with the high-level combat power of the rebels who may appear, the reliable Rana and Murat acted with him.
"There are enemies everywhere here! If the elves can provide reinforcements, they'd better come now!" Rana pointed at the tentacle monster transformed by Yin Xiusi. That thing was among the many phalanxes in front, facing the infantry like a mountain. The defense line is pressed down.
"That's what I meant," Griffith pointed at his collar, "but not now. You attack the rebels from the side and rear, contain them, and support the defense line on the low hill. I will deal with Yinsius. "
"What about that ship? They'll blow us to pieces from behind! (You're against so many enemies by yourself?)"
"The Sword Comes"
Lana and Murat were startled by the idea and blurted it out almost simultaneously.
As soon as he finished speaking, storms surged in the sky, and a bright light pierced the darkness and struck the ghost ship on the river. The blow seemed to shatter the shield and hit the battleship's hull directly.
Under this blow, the battleship made an inhuman and terrifying roar like a living creature, and a powerful evil will faintly appeared. It abandoned the cavalry in front of it and turned the ship towards the direction of the low hill.
At the same time, an indescribable spiritual energy also rose from the top of the low hill. On the noisy battlefield, people actually felt as happy and comfortable as being surrounded by the clear starry sky and the quiet forest.
"Let's take action, gentlemen," Griffith suddenly became more motivated. "Garadia is here to support us!"
…
"The contract is made."
The black mud was spreading, and terrifying and distant sounds came from the magic circle. The terrifying aura frightened the crowd, causing them to flee in all directions.
The cavalry were taken away by Lannes and Murat. However, monsters filled with decay and death arrived one after another.
"Report progress."
Griffith's tone became low and hoarse. The heavy horse's hooves and the loud neighing echoed around him. At this moment, death lingers under the iron hooves of the war knights.
One after another, the corpses were pulled up from the ground by Minos, the bone ring.
They reorganized and aggregated to form the terrifying servants headed by the suture monster Gulatoni. Darkness accompanies them, and the sound of death howls from their mouths.
Griffith issued the order to recruit the Army of the Dead. However, this time, he sensed some familiar atmosphere——
Undead units become more powerful and ferocious. They are creatures killed and enslaved by Griffith.
"Did you summon us? Lord Death Knight," with a thunderous roar, the mountain-like stitched corpse monster shook its giant body and shook off the broken flesh, "The powerful Gulatoni has been upgraded to a rotten corpse, dominated by death. everything!"
"Baron Anselm, the leader of the ghouls, is at your disposal. I will eat brains and nothing else!"
"Connix the Necromancer, submit to your will, the invincible Death Knight. May the Queen be well."
"The undead banshee Sif is at your disposal. I hate it so much~"
Even the strange gold coin taken from Neopolis Island was trembling and buzzing. All the mysterious properties associated with death cheer for their new ruler -
Griffith, the holder of the bone ring Minos, the extraordinary knight who controls the power of the Sequence 5 "Death Knight"!
Surrounded by layers of gibbering, most of the extraordinary characteristics Griffith had on hand were used in the battle to defeat the fire dragon, and there were not many left on hand. He could only rely on his own spiritual power to pull together a mixed army composed of rotting corpses, necromancers, twenty-four ghouls, twelve self-destructing balls, six suture monsters and six wild beasts.
The intense spiritual energy consumption almost overwhelmed him, and something seemed to seep through the gap in his will.
The good news is that this is a powerful force. The Blood Baron who once fought against Griffith, the mage stationed on Neopolis Island, and the fallen elves from the Bellomon ruins also appeared in the recruitment battle sequence. Griffith absorbed or retained their extraordinary characteristics, and now they have become named elite units that are more powerful than ordinary undead creatures.
"Interesting."
Griffith crooned. He has already felt the difference in the bone ring Minos. After defeating the dragon and Yin Xiusi, this dormant magic ring has clearly been promoted to Sequence 5.
"The power of Minos is unmatched," the will of the bone ring echoed, "awaiting your command, knight of the apocalypse. Where should the filth of the undead be spread?"
Griffith waved his sword, and the undead army immediately rushed forward according to his will.
They tore apart the chaotic formation of the rebels and soon arrived near the monster Yinsius had turned into.
The giant beast that was still stumbling and squirming just now seemed to have solidified and stopped less than two miles away from Beyelan's defense line. Thick, ferocious, dark red flesh curled upwards, the towering tusked pillars were densely covered with astonishing and strange markings, and a turbulent and strange aura almost turned into reality.
It stood on the ground, motionless. This doesn't look like a monster, but like a nest of flesh and blood!
Griffith observed for a moment doubtfully. He came to stop it, but he didn't know how to start... He was a Sequence 6 war knight, wielding the authority of a death knight, but he couldn't see through the thing in front of him at all. Yin Xiusi has become like this, he must do something...
"Minos can gain vision of controlled units," the Bone Ring reported. "It is recommended to send out a reconnaissance force."
This is good news. Griffith nodded slightly and prepared to dispatch troops to go in and check. Just then, he heard someone talking...
"What are you waiting for, boss? Are you planning to let us go in to explore the way?" Baron Anselm was shouting, "There is no personal grudge between us! I will never tell you which parts of me he ate!" Oh no, I’m already dead, but I still won’t say it!”
"I am willing to obey," Necromancer Conix said calmly, "It is my destiny to obey."
"Shut up, Skinny Bones," Rotten Soul Corpse Gulatoni roared, "Boss is just slow to react!"
Griffith suddenly felt a headache, and the thoughts of these undead creatures were cluttered in his head. He took a deep breath and gave the attack order to the ghoul.
"Fight for El! Ah, I mean the Death Knight!" Baron Anselm shouted, and was rushed in by other ghouls.
Unexpectedly, the troops who rushed in suddenly became confused. Griffith could sense their aura, but could not see them. There was an inexplicable impulse and confusion that interfered with the command.
There is something here that affects the undead.
Griffith then glanced at the undead banshee Sif.
Come on!
"Let me be your eyes, Your Majesty the Death Knight," the former Canaan purifier and fallen elf immediately turned into a stream of smoke, rushing towards the solidified flesh and tentacles, leaving only a resentful whisper, "I hate you."
Soon, the Banshee's consciousness came back. All kinds of people were stunned on the spot.
A group of twisted tentacles is entangled on the chitin carapace above the head, and hanging on it are pieces of cocoon-like containers, and all the things squirming inside are human shadows.
Bone spurs, bone chains and spikes grew on their bodies, and the aura of each one was increasing, and almost all of them were transforming into the form of monsters and hybrid experimental subjects.
The moment he witnessed this scene, a series of chaotic inspirations appeared in Griffith's mind like lightning, and he immediately searched the ground.
Soon, he found a bunch of surging tentacles, growing on the gray-black bag-like body... Apart from the shape of the bunch of tentacles stretching out and groping around, it looked like a split lump. , a bite deep into the ground and into the crypt... The morbid organs of this terrifying and disgusting creature immediately reminded Griffith of the earth-burrowing demon insect he had seen before.
This fortress with flesh and blood tentacles is actually producing mysterious creatures in batches and digging tunnels leading to the front line! Once it hits the defense line...
"Anselm, Sif, withdraw!"
Can't wait any longer! Griffith immediately activated the Lord of the Rings "Kazni's Miracle", and the six weapons - long sword, throwing spear, halberd, battle axe, war hammer and flail - appeared in sequence, shining like six comets and taking shape.
Griffith summoned the breath and soul of the ancient weapon, and then used a large amount of spiritual energy to create the almost illusory form of the mysterious weapon.
"Zircon!"
Griffith's hand embodied a flashing arc of light, which kept buzzing and trembling, and then he took out his hand and blasted towards the top of the flesh and blood fortress.
"Boom!" There was a sudden explosion in the sky, and the crimson arc even penetrated the dome, tearing a shocking crack.
This attack is one of Griffith's most powerful attacks, and is powerful enough to penetrate dragon scales. However, under this blow, the flesh and blood fortress showed no signs of collapse. Instead, it healed rapidly at the cracked area and rapidly proliferated flesh and blood.
