The sky is cloudless.

The moonlight fell on the earth like a light veil.

From a visual point of view, it is no less than the early morning, and if you use the color difference, you can see farther!

Therefore, Kant and the others all found that on the horizon far away, a group of figures were marching in a long line, although they could not see it really, but faintly, like a marching team.

And by discernment, it doesn't look like a tall creature like a gnoll.

Instead, it's like...

Mankind!

How could there be humans in the depths of the Narun Desert.

Kant wondered.

But thinking about the so-called Golden Holy City, the so-called ancient relics, and the so-called blood of the gods, Kant felt a little relieved in his heart, after all, even those abyss demons could survive for ten thousand years, and it was not impossible for these blood descendants of the gods to survive.

The methods of the gods are omnipotent in mythology, even the heavens and the earth can be reversed, they are powerful creatures who master the rules of time, and even create the earth and the environment, and their power is extremely terrifying.

This would have been unimaginable in the age of the end of the Dharma.

Caution is still needed, though.

Who knows that after 10,000 years, the surviving gods will be friends or foes.

Judging from the situation that the abyssal demons I have encountered and the blood of the gods I have encountered don't seem to take humans seriously, even if they are friends, they are not much better.

A once rich man would be friends with the slave who wiped the toilet in his villa?

Joke!

"Be ready for battle."

Kant took a deep breath and commanded in a deep voice: "Go over and have a look first, if you can communicate, it's the best, if you can't communicate." A fierce glint appeared in his eyes: "Then kill them!" ”

"Yes!" The knights replied.

"Let's go!"

Kant smacked the horse's belly and rode forward.

Even if it was the gods of the past, this is not the era of the gods of the past.

Now that he has fallen and can be killed by conventional weapons, he chooses to appoint honestly, otherwise Kant doesn't mind a massacre to maintain his rule, and let these so-called gods see who is in control of this era.

At the very least, the Naren Desert is Kant's!

"Something isn't right."

The mage apprentices reminded, "I always feel a little cold in this chaotic element..."After a pause, they wrapped themselves in leather clothes, shook their heads and added, "Maybe it's because we're too cold, but I think it's best to be careful." ”

"Of course be careful." Kant frowned as he waved his hand forward.

There are 30 Swadia Royal Knights in front and 20 Saarion Lion Knights in the rear.

Surrounded by Kant and the 5 mage apprentices, he quickened the pace of the war horse under his crotch, rushed towards the horizon, and tried to slow down the sound of the horse's hooves under his crotch to reduce the noise.

However, just by the hooves of the group of war horses under the crotch, stepping heavily on the sand, the sound is not too small.

The plains can't hide their figures.

This is Kant's way of expressing goodwill.

At least compared to the more than 50 hoplites rushing towards it with a fierce momentum, it was as terrifying as a flood, and such a gentle approach was more reassuring and more able to win the trust of the other party.

At the same time, it can also exert its own force.

The distance is approaching.

Kant's expression was slightly solemn.

The moving figure on the horizon was as if he hadn't seen them, and hadn't heard any sound, still moving forward, and from a distance, he could vaguely see the pale yellow burqa and hood on his head, which were extremely conspicuous in the moonlight, adding a bit of weirdness!

The gallop of war horses, not to mention the gallop of 55 horses, the sound is definitely not small.

Ordinary people can hear it a long time ago.

The nerves may be able to ignore it, but no matter how bad it is, they have to turn their heads to look at the source of the sound, but instead of looking back, the figures in the queue in front of them are still walking forward, deep in the desert.

It's like a procession of worship, yearning for the sacredness in your heart.

"It's not right!"

The mage's apprentice beside Kant suddenly spoke.

Looking at the group of people getting closer and closer in front of him, he swallowed and spit, and his voice trembled: "No, no, this perception is extremely cold, it is they who come out, it is them!" ”

"What is it?" Kant frowned and scolded in a deep voice: "Stabilize the point!" ”

"Undead!"

The mage apprentices only had time to shout out the word.

And just ahead, the royal knights were getting closer and closer to the group.

A strange cold aura suddenly came, but the royal knight at the front seemed to have discovered something, and was particularly shocked, grabbed the reins, and shouted loudly: "Stop advancing!" The other party is not human! ”

"Phew—"

The slogan of holding the reins and stopping the advance of the war horse under the crotch suddenly came.

But just ahead.

The long row, which was originally densely packed and formed a neat queue, suddenly stopped all of them as if they were disturbed, their pale yellow hoods and burqas swayed slightly, and the scale of hundreds of people stood still in place.

Then he turned around, flickering blue fire flickering in his eyes.

With hatred for the living, he opened his chin and let out a silent roar!

"Undead!"

Kant also gritted his teeth.

His eyes widened, and everyone's eyes widened.

And the mage apprentice kept saying, "That's the undead!" They're dead, it's the obsession that makes them repeat what they did when they died, and now they're resurrected, they can't be seen as creatures at all, they're no longer human! ”

The discourse is almost incomplete, and the vocabulary is full of flaws.

Panic!

But everyone understood what the mage's apprentice meant.

The enemy in front of you is not human!

The pale yellow hood and burqa were clearly the golden garments that had been torn by the passage of time, and the pale bones could still be seen in the cracks at the edges.

There is also a faint blue flexible fire that jumps in the eye sockets.

The entire skull looked terrifying.

It's really like a skeleton is resurrected, looking at Kant and them blankly, the dark blue soul fire in the eyes begins to burn more and more intensely, as if the emotions are beginning to become more and more intense, with hatred for the living, they begin to walk slowly, stretching out their hands and rushing towards this side!

Hundreds of people in size, hundreds of skeletons are stretching out their hands towards Kant, moving their skeleton-like feet in the moonlight, moving slowly, as if they want to devour any living thing alive!

This is the most essential hatred of the undead for the living!

"Deal with them!"

Kant directly pulled out the sword of the king in the sheath at his waist.

The gilded ornament suddenly burst into golden streamers, and the breath belonging to the king flowed instantly, so that the surrounding coldness seemed to be dispelled, and the group of white skulls that were shocked actually stopped for a while.

"Positive energy has a dissipating effect on negative energy!"

The mage apprentices explained aloud.

Kant curled the corners of his mouth: "That is, they are afraid?" ”

Seeing that these undead skeletons in front of him cowered and did not dare to step forward, obviously afraid of the golden light of the king's sword in his hand, Kant was instantly solemn, and ordered in a deep voice: "Kill!" ”

"Kill—"

The royal knights roared in unison.

The whole body exploded with the same aura as the sword of the king, and together with the war horse, it rushed forward with a roar!

The royal knight who has been canonized by the sword of the king, his talent and extraordinary divine power are the power of the king, and they are also a variant of positive energy, with the power of the Huanghuang Emperor, and instantly rushed into the group of skeletons of hundreds of people.

It's tantamount to a rampage!

"Whoa..."

The skeleton was constantly picked up by the spear, and then slashed by the sword.

Even on the side of the war horse, the golden light was thicker, and those skeletons seemed to have been greatly impacted, and the dark blue soul fire in their eyes could not be maintained, and the entire body was scattered.

and the faint blue soul fire, all of which began to dissipate in their eyes.

Destroy the wither!

With those 30 Swadia royal knights alone, they could easily slaughter the undead skeletons of hundreds of people!

The 20 Saarion Lion Knights were clustered around Kant and the mage apprentices, and a group of blood-red lion-shaped arrogance formed around them, all with cold faces, holding the silver greatsword in their hands, carefully guarding the surroundings.

There were skeletons that were close, and they were scattered into bones by the blood-colored light just by the easy sword.

"It's so weak."

Kant spoke, his tone calm.

The battlefield has been declared over in a short time.

All the skeletons were scattered into pale bones, as if they had been scattered for tens of thousands of years, and even began to darken in color, turning into a gray and white appearance.

"It's your knights who are too strong."

The mage apprentices complimented, "These are just low-level undead skeletons. ”

"Too strong? Oh, yes. ”

Kant nodded, and this sentence is also true.

Whether it is a film or television work in the previous life, or a game work, only the undead who look like skeletons are the lowest level of existence, and they are not at all the opponents of the strongest level 6 knights who have mastered extraordinary power.

In fact, according to his perception, even an ordinary peasant can take out a few skeletons with a long-handled scythe.

They are really, really weak.

It is so weak that even if it forms a numerical superiority, it cannot form a threat.

"Keep going."

Kant looked up at the stars and the moonlight, and said in a deep tone: "Let's go!" ”

Behind him, the horses' hooves were fluring, and the knights immediately followed.

The appearance of these undead skeletons has made the bad feeling in Kant's heart come true, if there is no problem in the depths of the desert, then these undead skeletons will definitely not appear.

After all, a few months ago, those expeditionary forces of the Graymane Kingdom had never found these skeletons!

"The sandstorm."

Kant gritted his teeth.

In his heart, he had already guessed the truth of the matter.

Just after that sandstorm, demons appeared in the ancient passages, and undead appeared in the depths of the Narun Desert, if there was no connection between them, he definitely didn't believe it!

Taking a deep breath, Kant felt a little solemn in his heart.

But what if it's the undead?

At least the 55 elites he brought this time, even thousands of similar undead skeletons can go on a rampage, rushing out of these sea of skeletons, this is the confidence of the elite troops!

But Kant still had a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Looking at the depths of the desert in front of him, he subconsciously clenched the reins: "What the hell is there?" ”1.