It was a glittering, dimly black-iron blade, unremarkable at first glance, with a faint blue glow in the decorative skull partially embedded in the hilt. With the appearance of this giant sword, the sky began to darken, and the icy cold wind mixed with the snowflakes fell, bringing the whole world into a cold winter wind of death. The snowflakes fell one by one, staining the giant sword, and I saw that where the snowflakes were contaminated, a blue aura gradually spread. The next moment, the longsword, which looked lifeless, seemed to come to life.

And the oracles seemed to sense something, and they quickly gathered and rushed in the direction of the girl, and the paladins led by them raised their spears and huge shields in their hands and shouted loudly. And with his shout, a divine light emerged from the bodies of the oracles, helping them resist the invasion of this cold wind.

Here we go.

Seeing this scene, Jenn also reached out and pushed his glasses. This was the first time he had summoned undead creatures from different worlds, so he was very interested in whether these undead creatures could adapt to the environment. The fact that even the undead doesn't mean they have the same weaknesses in every world. For example, there was once a Dungeon Master who krypton the Resident Evil suit, where the undead did not eat the Holy Light and Blessing, but the official version is to inform the player that they can be destroyed by magic. So for some players in a Templar's sphere of influence, Krypton is obviously a good deal for a set of Resident Evil units -- of course, it is strongly discouraged for players who are in a non-Hallowed sphere of influence, as they are in a normal area. The caster is one of the most frequently spawned hero units. If it weren't for the dungeon lord within the sacred range to summon the "Resident Evil" set, then its end would probably be for the mage on the opposite side to upgrade.

Although frost sorrow certainly doesn't belong in this part. But Jenn was also curious about how far the machine spirit in front of him could go.

But in the face of the death knights who rushed towards him. Frostmourn just stood there without dodging or dodging, and then she held the massive blade in one hand, then swept forward slightly. And with the girl's movements, I saw that the icy ground not far in front of her suddenly cracked, and then hundreds of undead creatures covered in iron and pale crawled out of it, they looked similar to zombies, but they were more agile than ordinary zombies, I saw these monsters shouting loudly and running forward, they shook their arms. The two legs couldn't stop running forward. Its speed was not much slower than that of a galloping warhorse. In the face of these undead creatures rushing towards them, the oracles were very calm, and they quickly raised their spears and prepared for battle. The war horse under him galloped forward, and the speed became faster and faster.

And the next moment, the two sides collided together.

Spears imbued with divine power pierced through the ghoul's hard body, tearing them to pieces with the force of impact. But that didn't stop the ghouls from attacking, screaming and swooping, continuing to show their sharp claws at the enemy in front of them. And in the face of further attacks from the ghouls. The oracles reacted quickly, almost immediately dropping their spears, then backhanding out their swords at their waists and slashing at the rushing ghouls. I saw it after a round of encounters. The direction of the ghouls was lost in an instant, and the angel appeared unscathed, completely unaffected.

But that didn't make much of a difference to Frostmourn. On the contrary, the girl's expression did not change in the slightest. She only moved her right hand slightly, accompanied by the movement of Frost's sorrow. A whole new group of undead creatures has emerged from the ground, and they don't look much stronger than the ghouls before them, and they aren't even as fast as the ghouls. On the contrary, at least in Jenn's opinion, these monsters are simply slow, almost like the zombies walking in the streets in Resident Evil.

But even so, Jenn didn't make any moves. The reason why he brought Frost Sorrow this time was to investigate Frost Sorrow's strength. While Frostmourn has so far not shown enough attack power to match the demigods' attack in the system's intelligence, Jenn believes she won't stop there.

And the facts also proved Jenn's guess.

In the face of these undead creatures, who staggered as if they were walking on the side of the street, the oracles still did not mean to slow down, on the contrary, they continued to gallop forward. Then, facing the undead creatures standing in their way, the oracles raised their swords again, and then slashed forward with force.

Sword qi erupted from the sharp blade and slashed at the undead creatures in front of him with a roar. And those undead creatures who seemed to be slow were indeed as slow as they looked, and they were not able to dodge this blow, only to see that they were almost instantly slashed by the sharp sword qi, and then shattered.

And at this moment, the situation finally changed.

With the explosion of these undead creatures, a strange, poisonous purple mist instantly spread, enveloping the leading divine envoys. And after being shrouded in this poisonous mist, the faces of the divine envoys finally changed, and the rotten sores visible to the naked eye quickly appeared on their bodies, and even the war horses under them could not escape this catastrophe, although they were still galloping forward under the orders of the riders, but they had already begun to sway left and right, and then they saw those war horses raise their heads, let out a miserable neighing sound, and then fell to the ground, no longer sound. The oracles reacted very quickly and leaped up from above the moment the horse fell to the ground, holding their weapons aloft, and just like that, they cut through the sky and pounced on Frost Sorrow.

But unfortunately, this time, the girl never gave them a chance to get closer.

The howling wind erupted from behind the girl again, and the wails mixed with the soul rushed towards the oracles in front of them like a tidal wave, and at the same time, huge icy orbs more than a person tall appeared in front of the girl's sword, spinning and flying forward. Along the way, I saw that the cold ball kept releasing cold and piercing ice edges and breath, and countless small ice edges were scattered all around like bullets, instantly enveloping the divine envoys.

This time, the oracles were no longer able to dodge Frostmourn's onslaught, and they raised their shields in an attempt to fend off the ice and cold of the ball. But it didn't work, the hard ice kept beating against their shields, and the messengers retreated, and their armor was gradually covered with white frost under the influence of the cold wind, which made the messengers' movements stiffer and slower.

And it was at this time that Frost Grief finally came into play.

In Jenn's eyes, he only saw a cold light that divided the heavens and the earth, and the next moment, the sad figure of Frost had disappeared from the spot and appeared behind the oracles.

The girl kept swinging her sword, the greatsword in her hand at her side, and the oracles stood there as if frozen, and the next moment, Jenn saw a series of things that seemed to warp the mist fly out of the bodies of the oracles, and then quickly sucked into the blades of Frostmourn's hands.

There is no resistance, no refusal, only obedience.

It was as if the sword was the master of the souls of all things.

And this is the power of frost sorrow. (To be continued.) )