"Poof!"

After the fluorite powder sealed in the wood was exposed to the air, with the violent action of the magic particles and the fluorite powder, a white eye rose from the firewood, and then the small orange flames burst into flames.

Soldier Kaul Low-Vre struggled to move the tobacco from his mouth to the flames, his right hand suffering from occasional loss of strength because it had exceeded the limit of the muscles.

But compared to being able to chop off a few more bones and scum heads on the other side, Kaul-Louvre didn't think it was a big deal.

The battlefield is brutal, devouring every last shred of flesh and blood of each participant.

But it is like an abyss-like black hole, and no one can escape its haze.

It is now the thirty-seventh day of the death of the High Priest, and the attack of the Dark Empire is overwhelming like a mad wild dog.

The cold mist carried the smell of rot and fishiness, and Kaul-Louvre took a pleasant sip of the tobacco that had been lit.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The thick, irritating smoke entered the lungs and instantly triggered a violent cough from Kaul-Lowv.

But the euphoric effect of the smoke quickly worked through his bloodstream, and he felt the swelling and pain in his right hand disappear a little.

Kaul-Louvre looked across at the overcast gray sky, and it was hard for him to imagine how the still alive of the enemy could endure such an eternal and long oppressive atmosphere.

The living and the dead should be the clearest distinction in this world.

"The guy who is already dead should lie honestly under the horizon."

Kaul-Louvre took a hard bite of the coarse tobacco that had been rolled, and a bitter taste spread in his mouth.

And at this moment, his eyes froze slightly, and he could feel the ground begin to tremble slightly.

Kaul-Louvre, who had fought for a long time, knew that it was not the voice of his own heavy cavalry, but the bone-dregned dead cavalry army on the opposite side.

There was a hint of doubt in Kaul-Louvre's eyes, for even though he was just an ordinary soldier, he had already gained a vague sense of the pace of the enemy's attack in the course of thirty-seven long days.

And now, the opposite side is out of the dead ride at this time, which seems very abnormal compared to the past.

After all, the death cavalry was almost crushed in the face of the impact of the heavy armored cavalry within the scope of the sacred crystal, and the death horse with the same strength under the light of the divine crystal looked vulnerable in front of the heavy armored cavalry.

It only takes a few rounds of cross-slamming to take a heavy hit.

Therefore, they are often harassed by the Empire supplemented by the Dark Shadow Bat and the like, after all, the human heavy cavalry also needs to play a more important forward role.

"What's wrong?"

The recruit next to him asked, looking at Kaul-Lowvre's ugly face.

"Pray, child. The night was still long, and we were all new firewood pre-emptive......"

"The kingdom will usher in the dawn, and I don't want my hometown to be a place for the bones of the scum on the other side."

"Unfortunately, we will not see the light of day...... However, there will always be people who fall, and only then will someone survive. ”

Kaul-Louvre moved the tobacco to the corner of his mouth, then drew his sword:

And in the hazy darkness of the sky opposite, countless soul fires emitting the aura of death and icy glow began to enter the land of the living......

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Yi Qiu had faced the onslaught of small polluted creatures like a tidal wave, and he had also seen a steady stream of undead summons from necromancers.

But now, when the two kingdoms, which each occupy the vast majority of this plane, begin to finally stand on the side of life and death, this magnificent bloody scene undoubtedly exudes a cruel beauty.

This is the battlefield of one of the areas of the first line of defense between the human kingdom and the dark empire, and the human soldiers are constantly strangling the undead of all shapes and forms.

The sound of blood, the rancid smell and the rotting smell of the flesh as dark magic hits it, the wails, the roars, the dull sound of weapons slashing at the flesh......

Every second someone fell, and with every second the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

The soldiers who were dying lost their last life in the fatal convulsions, and the scavenging ravens that had long since gathered here waited nearby, and from time to time a hoarse cry sounded like a death knell......

Everything is like Yi Qiu expounding on this oldest source of violence, the most complete, straw bale of destruction.

And this was only the tip of the battle between the two sides, in the places where Yi Qiu passed all the way, he had already seen no less than 5 battlefields of this scale.

This made Yi Qiu have some questions: on a battlefield of this scale, what could their team of less than 100 players do.

Touching his bald head, Yi Qiu felt that this kind of problem was more suitable for the headache of Dan Lun Saul, who was now gaining the temporary command of the player team.

Yi Qiu tried to bring it all into his own familiar category: although he didn't know what he had to do, it was obviously not wrong to go and knock over the enemy player first.

As a comprehensive network player, Yi Qiu has a very clear understanding of the player's ability to do things.

And at this time, Yi Qiu noticed that in the dark sky in the distance, a group of humans wearing different styles of equipment walked out.

Yi Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and entered a stealth state in the faint light environment created by the gloomy clouds emitted by the mage of the Dark Empire......

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"The red-robed mage? …… I've heard about your organization. ”

Ruler of the Dark Empire: Gloomy Crown - Eternal Immortal Corpse King - Lukda Voloto I looked at the evil player leader Cyros-Billy and said slowly.

As a dark lord who was mutated by the carrion to gain evil intelligence, Lukda Voloto I still retains his iconic form as a carrion form:

From time to time, there was a viscous fluid gushing out of his skin, which was the disgusting mucus formed by the highly activated negative energy of the decaying flesh.

For the carrion, it can maintain the normal operation of the carrion, play a certain role in joint lubrication, and can inhibit the reproduction of maggots to a certain extent.

"I like the aggressive smell of your organization......"

Lukda Voloto I stared at Pyros Billy with its evil eyes, and its voice sounded thick with phlegm because of the slime.

"But that doesn't mean I'll give you extra servants."

"You're like the rancid intestines of the brainless idiots out there, having them will make their digestion easier, but it won't help them catch their prey."

"Offer your death, and I will reward it."

"And the pros and cons of words have no weight on the deceased."

Lukda Voloto I said after looking at the expressionless Ros-Billy and retracting his throne in a boring manner.

Only the undead will bring victory to the undead, and it has enough patience and confidence to create a world that belongs to the undead.

As for the living?

Lukda Voloto I stroked the Throne of Skeletons, made from the skulls of living people, and it would never trust them.

Unless, they choose to embrace death and become one of them once and for all.

Only embracing a cold death is a servant worth driving, and Lukda Voloto I's mind was well aware of this......