Chapter 93 The miracle of defending the city! King of the Wild Hunt!
The thunder-toothed wolf's body and tail are about ten meters long. As it gallops, the lightning on its body surges, leaving an afterimage and a buzzing roar on the spot.
A deafening roar came from behind Hilud. She did not look back. She was sure that this battlefield would no longer threaten the city wall where Yeats was. She suddenly let go of the reins and jumped from the snow leopard's back. Falling sideways into the snow.
Boom! boom! boom!
The three thunderballs spat out from the bloody mouth of the Thunder Fang Wolf made the air tremble violently. The attack failed and fell into the snow, kicking up several feet of snow!
Hilud stood up from the snow, holding a swift sword shining with crimson light. Facing the furious Thunder-toothed wolf, his cloak rustled in the cold wind.
Suddenly.
Her figure disappeared from its place.
The black knight's blessing and knight's movement give Hilud a spell similar to flash, but this spell is more lethal than flash!
Hilud flashed in front of the Thunder-fang Wolf, using his sword skills first, and his incredibly fast sword pierced the Thunder-fang Wolf's eyeball. Suddenly, blood dripped, the Thunder-toothed Wolf roared in pain, and its thundering long tail suddenly flung out!
boom!
Hilud jumped up lightly with the ground-shaking impact of her long tail. The combat skill 'Sword Dance' made her briefly suspended in mid-air, and the sword edge cut through arcs with flowing water. The huge body of the Thunder-toothed Wolf cut out blood marks!
Suddenly.
The Thunder Fang Wolf roared, and the sound wave almost blew Hilud away. She was forced to fall to the ground, and her heart trembled. She saw the Thunder Fang Wolf lunging forward vigorously, and the lightning in its claws surged, and there were four rings. Powerful Thunderclaw!
Cang!
Hilud's left hand condensed the shadow of a ruby shield, shining like glass. After blocking the thunder claw, the shield completely collapsed.
The thunder-toothed wolf's aura unexpectedly increased again. The hair all over his body stood up upside down due to the golden electric current. His green eyeballs flashed with a terrifying and fierce light, and he looked up to the sky and roared!
Boom! !
Thunderstorms gathered in the sky, and thunder suddenly fell from the oppressive black clouds!
The lightning swallowed Hilud's figure, and the speed and strength of the Thunder-toothed Wolf surged again. The muscles of the whole body were ridged and wrapped with electric current, and it crashed!
Hilud's figure flew out upside down, splitting two rows of flying snow in the snow, and hit a huge rock, causing it to crack with a loud bang.
Thunder Fang Wolf squinted his eyes and looked into the snow and fog, but could not find the human figure for a while.
Suddenly.
Thunder Tooth Wolf's hair stood on end, and he was wary, looking up at the top of his head.
The red-haired woman held a blood-red, almost dark, broad sword with both hands. A bright red blood glow burst out from the sword, and at some point it appeared in the sky above the Thunder-toothed Wolf!
Hilud held the incarnation of the 'Black Knight God-given Weapon' in his hand, with half of his eagle helmet cracked and his golden eyes looking coldly.
"General."
The power and beauty are shocking. They are gathered in this slash, and it falls from mid-air!
The world seemed to turn into black and red, a wolf head flew out upside down, and the standing headless body sprayed a lot of blood!
Falled heavily in the snow.
Boom! !
Hilud wiped the warm blood from his face, looked down at the blood-red plate armor, and then looked at the corpse of the Thunder-toothed Wolf.
“Where is the Thunder-toothed wolf near the Fourth Ring Road...” Hillud murmured hoarsely, “Leave the wolf meat to Yeats, I believe it will be quite delicious...”
At this time .
The thunderous sound of horse hooves came from the ice city where Yeats was.
Hilud looked back with the eagle eye technique, his pupils slightly contracted, a group of ghostly Wild Hunt knights were galloping among the beasts outside the city, the roars of the monsters and the wind were heart-stopping!
Looking down at his arm that was scorched by electricity, Hilud tore off a piece of red cloak with his teeth, simply bandaged it on the wound, and called to Snow Leopard:
“It’s time to go, let’s go back. Help Yeats!”
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Yeats stood on the ice wall corridor, resting his hands on the crenel, gritting his teeth as he looked at the monsters that had been captured by the wild hunt.
Where is this Wild Hunt? This is obviously robbing me of my money!
The Wild Hunt’s plan to attack the territory was not seen for the time being, but the Wild Hunt Knight caused a riot among the beasts, causing the Warcraft to rush towards the ice wall desperately.
Due to panic and loss of physical strength, the number of casualties among the defenders increased rapidly. Every militiaman was a valuable force in Morning Frost Ridge, and Yeats felt his heart bleed.
Yeats personally drew his sword, pierced the throat of a frost wolf, wiped the blood splattered on his face, and shouted:
"Hold the line!!"
Beside him, Gray took a deep breath, puffed up his cheeks, and suddenly exhaled a cold breath of ice, landing among the beasts approaching the corner, and immediately slowed down his pace.
At the same time, the rolling logs crashed down, causing considerable casualties to ordinary beasts.
Yeats glanced at Gray in surprise.
“It’s the Dragon Breath Technique.” Gray said, “But I’m not skilled in using it. I can only use the blessing of the Winter Goddess to release the power of frost. The dragon breath spit out by my elders is so powerful. It’s awesome!”
If Gray in the game can absorb the dragon soul of the ancient dragon, she can enhance her dragon breath according to the attributes of the ancient dragon.
But now was not the time to think about games. Yeats was very afraid of the wild hunting gang outside the city, so he reached out and touched a golden melon seed in his pocket.
This melon seed is a gift from Diamond Tooth.
Has the effect of releasing a large-scale chaos spell.
If the Wild Hunt Knight really rushes towards the city wall... Yeats decided to trust Drill Teeth and use this trump card.
If the dental drill still cheats you this time, then you can only pray to the goddess of art and youth.
After all, I am the chosen one of Goddess Idun. If I don’t hug her thigh, there is nothing else I can hold!
At this time, Gray exclaimed:
"Yeats, those Wild Hunt knights are coming!"
Yeats looked up and saw flying snow. On the plains, dark clouds rolled, and thunder ripped open the cracks in the clouds.
The atmosphere was solemn, the Wild Hunt knights gathered into a row of black cavalry, and the ghostly war horses under their crotches had burning flames in their eye sockets.
Yeats felt that the commanding knight seemed familiar, and when he looked at him, he found that it was the Wild Hunt who had killed him on the way back to his territory!
The battle flag held by the commanding knight rustled in the strong wind, and with a bolt of lightning piercing the black clouds, he raised the flag towards Yeats. The next moment, the Wild Hunt Knight seemed to be riding thunder and storm, rushing towards the ice wall like a torrent!
Despair.
Fear.
The trembling from the soul when facing the wild hunt!
The defenders on the ice wall had completely lost their fighting spirit, and even Sola's eyes flashed with fear.
Can this... really be defeated?
I am afraid that not even the heroes in the epic can save this toppling situation!
Morning Frost Ridge is finished.
Unless there is a miracle.
Miracle?
Suddenly, Sola's eyes were illuminated by a bright golden light, and she looked at Yeats in surprise.
On Yeats's shoulder, I saw a shiny little squirrel standing. This little squirrel seemed to be made of phantom, translucent, and presented an aura that was hard to ignore. Yeats said to the little squirrel: "Drill Tooth, help me!"
The little squirrel nodded and jumped out to face the torrent of Wild Hunt Knights.
Like a golden meteor streaking across the sky, it fell into the military formation.
A golden ring, with its landing point as the center, spreads golden waves outward.
The affected Wild Hunt knights either fell on their backs or turned against each other, and the military formation suddenly fell into huge chaos!
Sora was stunned...how did this squirrel come to be able to make the Wild Hunt kill each other with just one move?
"Kelya, rush again!" Yeats ordered.
The summoning light appears again.
The imposing black-armored knight, sitting on a nightmare horse burning with ghost flames, holding a black lance, suddenly charged towards the Wild Hunt front!
In the midst of the chaos, the black-armored knight seemed to be in an uninhabited land. His spear was like a dragon's breath. Wherever he swept, the wild hunting turned into black smoke and dispersed!
Sora's face showed strong shock.
Above the ice wall, the citizens of Chenshuang Ridge also saw a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation and shouted excitedly:
"It's the Lord's summoned beast!"
"I saw him letting the enemies fight among themselves!"
"Hold on! The Lord is with us!"
Miracle, Lord Yeats really created a miracle.
Sola was extremely shocked.
He resisted the iron hooves of the Wild Hunt for this border town!
Phokas' eyes were blazing, and unparalleled fighting spirit burned in his chest. He swung his broad sword to kill a monster, and looked in the direction of the young master with excitement.
The cold wind hunts, and the sound of horse hooves breaks.
Dark clouds covered the sun, and a bolt of thunder and lightning pierced the sky.
The young lord, standing on the border of the kingdom, drew his sword and shouted to the sky:
"For Morning Frost Ridge!"
Morale has risen to the extreme.
“For Morning Frost Ridge!”
At this time, Yeats felt a gaze directed at him.
"You have won glory on the battlefield, and you have gained the attention of Tyr, the god of war."
"You have been blessed by the God of War!"
"Talent·Certificate of Leadership: When you spend at least ten minutes giving a mobilization speech, it will greatly inspire the soldiers' confidence in fighting and temporarily provide physical gain. . When you personally command, the morale of the troops is difficult to lower."
Mortals with outstanding performance on the Atrium Continent sometimes receive blessings from the gods, but this blessing is usually done without the knowledge of the person involved.
Some generals will experience a great leap in ability after experiencing a large-scale battle. This is due to both their own growth and the secret favor of the God of War.
Yeats felt that as a lord, he showed leadership more than tactics, so he received this morale-related talent.
It’s true that I plan to build a temple to the God of War!
Yeats has summed up the rules. God-given spells and God-given combat skills, which can only be performed by believers, generally fall into the category of blessings, while passive skills are often regarded as talents.
Yeats was quite satisfied with this talent, but the battle was not over yet, so he ordered the Snow Owl to also attack the Wild Hunt formation.
The herds of beasts that rushed towards the city wall have been eliminated one after another, leaving only the Wild Hunt still killing each other outside the city.
Yeats marveled at the power of the tooth-drilling spell. Unfortunately, this golden melon seed was a one-time prop and has disappeared after use.
suddenly.
Outside the city, all the Wild Hunt knights disappeared without a trace.
The battlefield suddenly fell into a strange silence, with people feeling dazed, confused, and relaxed, with different expressions.
Gray looked at Yeats and whispered: "We...won?"
The sky suddenly darkened and dark clouds gathered, as if the whole world was waiting for the arrival of some kind of great power.
The barking of hounds echoed in the void, and the air trembled!
Yeats looked at the black fog that was covering the sky outside the city. In the black fog, there was a figure whose face could not be seen clearly, riding on a horse. The eyes under the metal mask of the horse, Through the black mist, a deep light shines.
The black mist completely enveloped the body, and his eyes shot out golden light, illuminating the vast black mist.
King of the Wild Hunt!
Yeats smiled bitterly: "This one is even more important..."
Gray looked at him strangely, pointed her finger in surprise: "Yeats, your chest is glowing!"
Yeats lowered his head, was stunned for a moment, and then took out the glowing Eden brooch from under his long coat.
A turquoise light symbolizing vitality and vitality flew out of the brooch.
Sheltered in front of Yeats, forming the shadow of the youthful goddess Yeats once saw!
The incarnation of Idun, the goddess of youth, wears a white dress and a laurel wreath on her head, with flowing blond hair and a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the faceless King of the Wild Hunt in the black mist outside the city.
Yeats looked at her figure, and his heart was filled with the feeling of being saved from a desperate situation.
The soft rice of the goddess of art tastes so delicious!
The situation fell into a momentary stalemate. Yeats heard the low and hoarse telepathy of the King of the Wild Hunt echoing in his heart.
"You are very much like me back then...you were always protected by a powerful woman."
Yeats: "Huh?"
Do you also like to eat soft rice?
(End of this chapter)