Chapter 27 The Battle Hymn of the Undead(1/2)
Although I saw Ling Xuan, neither Valksio, Nikita, Blair, nor these three old-fashioned demon lords had the idea of talking to each other. In the eyes of the three lords, the other party was already dead.
On the contrary, those strange zombies can arouse the interest of the lords. In the Abyss Demon Realm, you have never seen such a strange warrior of the Dead!
Ten thousand skeleton warriors holding bone knives and bone shields, ten thousand zombies with decayed faces and black bodies, and the lowest-level existences of the two undeads entered the canyon passage about sixty meters wide and thousands of meters long.
The total number of 20,000 is already a lot, and it can even be regarded as a sea of skeletons and a sea of zombies!
The skeletons and zombies moved forward, and the undead advanced slowly, but there was a heavy and oppressive visual sense. Twenty thousand undeads, which seemed to be inconsistent, advanced into the city wall where the dark elves were located in a torrent of rushing into the canyon passage.
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The archers on the defensive tower immediately fired arrows after the opponent entered the range. A dense sound of arrows breaking through the air, and the skeleton zombies in front were shot down in a row. But for the 20,000 army, the attacks of the 500 archers were too weak.
"Don't waste arrows!"
Ling Xuan shouted quickly, and at the same time took out the corpse control plate. The spiritual consciousness responded through this magic weapon. The super-large square formation formed by 7,300 zombies, two thousand green zombies left the square formation, raised their arms flat, and used the jumping action to meet the approaching skeletons and zombies.
"Oh, just two thousand dead people will deal with us twenty thousand warriors?"
In Valccio's eyes, the green soul fire jumped for a moment, looking at everything in the distance with interest.
Skeletons, zombies, and zombies meet!
The skeleton warriors with white bones and bone shields were all in their bodies, and their movements were as dull as machinery. All the skeletons in front of them raised the bone shield in their left hand in almost the same posture, blocking the left front of their body, and slashed at the zombies with the bone knife in their right hand.
Driven by instinct, the zombies scratched the zombies with both hands. For the zombies, their claws and teeth are their weapons.
"What!"
The skeleton lord, who was interested in it, suddenly stood up from the throne, and the first wave of collision was unexpected. Whether it was the bone knife that the skeleton warrior slashed or the scratching of zombies, it had no effect on the zombies.
The other party's shriveled body was as hard as steel, and even many skeletons were chopped down with huge force. The not-so-sturdy bone knife was broken and broken!
The zombies who jumped and jumped, waved their straight arms like an iron rod hitting the thin wooden plate. The body of the skeleton warrior was broken in just one swing, and the white bones flew around, and the zombie's bodies were torn like rags.
This scene was like two thousand tigers vs. twenty thousand sheep. In a short time, ten thousand skeleton warriors and ten thousand zombies were all broken or fell to the ground. Two thousand zombies were not even damaged!
The demon lords were not angry, skeletons, zombies, but undead with first-level demonic strength. They sent these to test the combat power of the strange warriors, and the corpse witch, who dominated the deceased, were extremely excited.
Have intermediate demon-level defense and attack power!
The lord who used ice and snow abilities should have only arrived in the Gray Valley for one month and actually created nearly 10,000 dead people with intermediate demonic power, indicating that these warriors may be mass-produced into large army.
The dark elves cheered like a roar. Although they knew that Ling Xuan used his corpse to create a very powerful zombie. However, when he saw the 20,000 skeletons and zombies moving forward with his own eyes, they were destroyed and destroyed, these elves still had huge surprises.
In the canyon passage, some zombies who fell to the ground after being attacked and whose body was not damaged too much suddenly gradually grew white hair on the surface, their nails grew longer, and then zombies raised their arms and their bodies stood upright.
White zombie!
This is the lowest level zombie, with green zombie nails and corpse poison in its teeth. If the flesh and blood creatures killed are infected by corpse poison, there will be a certain possibility that they will become the lowest level white zombie. Unexpectedly, zombies can also be infected.
Most of the 10,000 zombies were torn to pieces, with only more than 2,000 more complete corpses. Of these corpses, about 500 were transformed into white zombies.
The white zombie did not stick the corpse-control talisman, and the soul in the body was not included in the corpse control plate. However, these are the lowest-level zombies. They are born to maintain awe and fear of higher-level zombies, so they dare not move around and will follow the higher-level zombies and act together.
Ling Xuan couldn't help but be excited. Since he could create a white zombie, the gap in absolute combat power could be narrowed!
Discovering the dark elves shouted excitedly, the corpse witch lord Nikita snorted unhappily. The other party's army combined was less than 10,000, and it won an inconspicuous small victory, and it actually burst out with such a fanatical morale.
On the Dragon Bone Ghost's body platform, the skeleton lich, corpse monster, and female corpse monsters with extremely high intelligence heard this cold snorting.
The undead in the magic system looked at each other and directly issued orders with their mental power. It was obviously created in advance for this war. The loud undead war song sounded from the mouths of the undead and instantly resounded between heaven and earth!
The low tone of the deceased was mixed with a high-pitched shout like a "banshee's howl". The blood skeleton guards on the dragon bone ghost also hit the thick dragon bone with the white bone rod in their hands, making a dull drumbeat.
The drums and singing together form a roar of war songs filled with death and tyranny:
"Who will you face, humble dark elves?
Valksio, the lord who ruled the skeleton cave!
On the ground made of bones,
The tower of skeletons stands tall,
Symbolizes the glory of the bones!
Humble Dark Elves, who will you face?
Nikita, the lord who ruled the corpse witch maw!
In the swamp where the dead sleeps,
Life is buried in the quagmire of flesh and blood,
Release the smell of rotten corpses!
Humble Dark Elves, who will you face?
Blair, the witch who masters fear and demise!
On that branch that represents death,
Hanging the head of the demon lord,
Showing the magic of the gray witch!
The army of the dead is coming, with disaster and destruction,
The sky is covered by dark clouds,
The cold and stern wind whistles,
The enemy wept in despair!
Humble dark elves, look at them, look at them!
The undead are walking on the earth.
The army of the undead will destroy you!
Life disappeared in brutality, leaving only blood and corpses.
Humble dark elves, listen, listen!
The sky shakes under the singing of the undead,
The power of the undead will be destroyed by you!
The swamp of death is the belonging of corpses and souls.
Be afraid under the army of undead!
Tremble in the tide of the undead!
The fate you are about to usher in,
It's a complete death..."
Amid the roar of the harsh battle songs, the undead began to advance, teams of skeletons and zombies, their upper and lower jaws opened and closed, rubbed their teeth, making neat footsteps, as if the scene of sea water pouring back into the river and rushing to the canyon passage.
The skeleton demon with a tall figure, a thick skeleton, holding a big wooden stick, a weird corpse doll transformed with various corpses, and two undead with the strength of the third-level demons, also mixed into the skeleton and zombie team.
The dark elves who were originally cheering were all dark, and the roar of the undead was enough to make anyone frightened. The momentum of the army destroying everything was undoubtedly revealed in the singing. The terrifying number of army advances even more makes people unable to breathe!
Even the dark barrier magic array and the city walls blessed were trembling like sound waves.
Ling Xuan couldn't help but change his color. This scene was even more shocking than the scene in the Lord of the Rings when the orcs attacked Gondor, and when they used weapons to hit the ground and roared on a rainy night.
"No, if this continues, the morale of the dark elves may disappear."
"As soon as the war begins, I lose my momentum, this is not possible! And the other party is advancing, and the elves must be motivated."
Seeing dark elves, their bodies trembling, Ling Xuan felt that something must be done, and an inspiration suddenly surged in his mind. It was a song that once inspired the proletariat in many countries to fight for survival in the real world:
Internationale!
Of course, the lyrics of the Internationale are not suitable. Ling Xuan changed a little and sang them in the common language of the Abyss Demon Realm to inspire the morale of the dark elves.
Driven by magic power, Ling Xuan's voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the battlefield, even covering the army of undead, making sounds:
"Get up, miserable and sad slave!
Get up, the suffering elves in the forest!
The blood is boiling,
To fight for victory,
Bring the undead into a fallen flower and flowing water!
Elfs get up, get up!
Don't say we will lose,
We must be the masters of our destiny!
This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow,
A free life must be realized!
This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow,
A free life must be realized!
To be continued...