Duke of Grief

All day and night, artillery roared outside the Great Wall.

Cervantes looked blankly at the endless black ocean ahead. The trees had been knocked down, and some even hung on the city walls, which were used by the beasts as ‘cloud ladders’.

Of course, these tall trees were quickly burned, or pushed down by the defenders on the walls.

These things can be used not only by the beasts, but also by the soldiers of the Principality. Every bombardment will have at least one big tree dumped, and the fallen trees will press down the beasts that rammed down and crush them into flesh. Sauce, or prevent them from charging.

This is also one of the reasons why the trees in front of the Great Wall have not been felled. As long as they are used well, they will produce wonders.

This is already the third day of the monster siege. Because the rotation system is quite complete, and the offensive of these monsters is not strong, so even today, the defenders still have a full spirit.

This is not a special case of this section of the Great Wall. In fact, it is the same on the entire Great Wall defense line!

With a more reasonable rest method and combat plan, the soldiers don't need to think too much at all, just follow the orders of the superiors, rest, fight, and then rest is enough.

Until today, those monsters from the Black Forest have not been able to flood the city walls. The Great Wall like a thousand cliffs is hovering in front of the beast tide. Every attack is like a huge wave of rocks. No matter how terrible the wave is, for the reef, It's everyday.

The majestic walls like the mountains gave the soldiers a sense of security. Now they only need to manipulate the artillery to destroy the enemy, and then put more energy into the sky. It is enough to deal with the monsters of the birds and Warcraft.

The powerful monsters will be dealt with by the knights, but this definition of "powerful" is a bit more subtle for soldiers who grew up in the Principality of the Winds of Mourning.

It is not yet time for him to shoot, not only the "legendary" level monsters, but even some particularly powerful extraordinary monsters have not appeared, some weak extraordinary monsters have fallen under the fire, and there is no chance of getting close to the city walls. .

This offensive launched by "Wizard of Wisdom" could not help the Great Wall's defense system of the mourning wind. Even if there is no artillery to block it, they may be able to destroy themselves when they hit the wall.

This number is not right!

Cervantes had already noticed this, so he had been alert early.

But until now, there are no particularly powerful monsters appearing here, it is just like ‘death to death’!

He sat on the city wall, but no monsters and Warcraft dared to approach him, let alone attack him.

From time to time, he condensed a fireball and threw it at the beast tide, not only exploding a quasi, but also exploding a large piece. The resulting panic can cause countless monsters and Warcraft to fall into a deeper level of chaos and produce dominoes. The effect causes the monsters and Warcraft in an area to be emptied.

Three days later, he felt very bored, but as a soldier's "heart-pill", he couldn't leave here to do anything else.

"Master Lord!!!"

Suddenly hearing a call, Cervantes looked back in surprise, "Is there a powerful monster?!"

"No, it's not!" The messenger panicked, "It's the maidservant's grown-up who heard the news that an army of undead suddenly appeared in the east of the Principality, but Mr. Ziegler has already gone to intercept, she hopes you don't act lightly !"

The smile on Cervantes's face faded, and before he had time to think about it, another mage ran over, "Master Lord, a powerful monster suddenly appeared in the direction of the Black Forest north of the Fortress, and you need your support! "

Hearing the words, the eyes of the Black Dragon instantly became bloodshot, and he couldn't help but growled: "Send permission?!"

The mage hurriedly took out a short stick and waved it in front of Cervantes. As he gasped and chanted, a silver-blue light curtain suddenly unfolded.

Cervantes did not hesitate and rushed in immediately.

When he stood on the city wall again, a strong pressure came.

The black dragon grinned angrily, and scales quickly appeared on his body. The terrifying [Long Wei] instantly enveloped most of the battlefield, and the world and heaven fell into silence for a moment.

"You **** beasts..." A foot stepped on the battlement, and the fluttering flames overflowed from the corner of Cervantes' mouth. "Dare you even count me?"

The angry dragon roar resounded through the battlefield, and even the extraordinary monster with a big head couldn't help but send out a roar to cheer up.

Heilong tried his best to spread his wings covered with black scales and rose into the air.

When he activated [Flame of Light], the infinite heat and flames poured out of his body, the magic that had been closed for a long time was released, and the surging fire element burned the sky.

"Roar!!!"

The soldiers looked at the huge shadowy figure, and saw that he lowered his head slightly, opened his mouth, and a white pillar of fire spewed out from it, counting the monsters and warcraft on the battlefield. evaporation.

After that flame swept through the battlefield, only gray and black remained on the earth, and the scorched earth was permeated with a pungent odor, but there was no monster and the figure and body of Warcraft.

The anger made Cervantes more powerful. From the previous two news, he already knew that they were calculated!

Ziegler to deal with a sudden army of undead? Is it better to deal with an undead monarch?

And here is a powerful monster, is it not clear that they want to disperse their fighting power?

"Come on! Fight hard!" The black dragon hovering in the sky roared, "Don't you want to hold my foot? Come on! Come and try how long you can drag!"

After all, the huge body rushed down and hit the monster.

After shaking for a while, the Black Dragon stood up, carrying the monster's head in his hand, his fingertips had been inserted into the skull, and the other dragon's claw was also holding a **** mass.

A huge heart was struggling in the dragon's claws. The unwilling monster raised his claws and grabbed Cervantes fiercely.

"waste!!!"

After a roar, the black dragon grabbed the monster to the ground, and the earth trembled instantly.

He killed a powerful extraordinary monster. For the powerful knights, it is considered to be a tricky monster. He was just killed by him... but this is not over yet!

"The quality is not enough, do you use quantity to top?" Leng Ran's eyes swept forward, and several more powerful monsters hurried over, but when they appeared in front of Cervantes, they were already doomed. The fate of death.

It’s just the difference between ‘early death’ and ‘late death’!

Seeing this scene, Black Dragon couldn't help laughing.

Not finished yet! Not finished yet! He believes it is not over!

Whether it is these monsters~www.NovelMTL.com~ or the army of undead in the east of the principality, it is not an ``end''!

Now that their principality has been calculated, the enemy will surely carry out the battle-that is to say, these two kinds of hostile forces that cannot defeat them appear only to delay time, and a more powerful offensive is still brewing.

For this reason, ‘their’ has been preparing for a long time; for this, ‘their’ has been plotting for a long time;

In his memory, there are only a few organizations that can do such things—

"Oh, old friend, I really miss you!"

Cervantes shouted with a grin, his wings flicked behind him, and a gust of wind blew away, rushing towards the powerful monsters.

No matter what the enemy wants to do, he will not let them do it!