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The Dead Sea Fleet finally passed the strange reefs on the shoreline of the Underworld abyss without any danger.

In order to save the time for the army to land, Dai Lin used a relatively rough method... he blew up all the reefs, and even brought the **** squids that grew in the muddy seas because of the bad environment of the abyss. He was buried in a torpedo explosion in the Dead Sea Fleet with the soul sucker.

On the deck of the fleet that was about to dock, Luminas used a wooden stick to poke the pale, twisted **** squid with **** suckers and nausea and sarcoma under her feet, which made her Eye-opening, she has always felt that the faceless ones spawned by the ancient gods are already the most disgusting creatures that Azeroth can find, but after seeing the "aquatic products" of the abyss of the underworld, Luminas Realized that he may still be too young.

"These things...how did Hella think!"

The unbearable death lord, struck by the disgusting smell of **** squid, waved the holy sword, and between the blades roared, the malicious creature that was spewed out of death was completely annihilated. She wiped the blade while facing The landing operations commander beside him, the most strategic-minded Darnas Torbane in the Legion, complained:

"I know she is a lunatic, but she is not crazy to this point? She would allow these disgusting things to exist in her seawater...I heard that she rests in this seawater every day, she Don’t you feel sick?"

"No! I don't think these things are made by Hella."

Torbain covered his nose with a handkerchief and said in a loud voice:

"Remember for a while, you have been dispatched by Tyrion to the wilderness of the dead world to clear those senior dementors? Those twisted monsters covered in black grease and composed of soul residues that cannot escape negative emotions, I think these quirky Dead Sea creatures are also variants of Dementors...they are essentially the same as those monsters."

"These are the last fate of the weak souls that were tortured by Hella in this gray world...the shape and essence of their souls have been distorted, which is really pitiful..."

But Torbain's explanation did not make Luminas feel much easier. The death lord stared at Torbain with the dead fish eyes he deliberately posed. She said dryly:

"Oh, that's great! That is to say, we have to occupy this land completely, not only to remove Hella and her innumerable Kvadir's dead souls, but also have to dump this garbage by the way. Clean up the same sea..."

"Well, right!"

Torbain nodded. The commander looked at the nearer shore. He no longer laughed, but reached out to hold the mechanical power axe beside him. He said to Luminas:

"Did I show your D-Day offense plan? Do you know what your mission is?"

"Uh?"

Luminas, who was wiping the Death Sword, turned her head and said in a puzzled expression:

"Kvaldir playing these weak chickens still plans? Wait, have you given me an attack plan? Why can't I remember?"

"Snapped"

Danas slapped his left hand on his forehead. He shook his head in despair. After a few seconds, he said to Lord Luminas with a tired voice:

"Ok."

"After landing on the beach, you take the assault troops all the way forward! Roughly past! I need you to clear a preset battlefield of at least 200 kilometers wide for us within 1 hour as our advance base and advance fortress control District, within this one hour, I don’t care what threat you encounter, I don’t care what **** hell sent you to attack you, you must block it!"

"After 1 hour, the second batch of landing corps will arrive here. After the rest is finished, um, it will be about 4 hours later, we will launch the general attack!"

Danas Trollbane spread out the simple map drawn by the pale Valkyrie on a wooden barrel, and clicked at two red X positions:

"Here! This will be our encircling circle of the Dead Sea throne of Hella. If all goes well, after a maximum of 6 hours, we will meet up with the 5 battle groups that attacked the gate of Hades from this world. The core circle of the earth is completely formed...Hella will have nowhere to escape!"

The landing commander’s fingers made a circle on the map, and he clenched his fists:

"And the Throne of the Dead Sea, that's where we battle Hella!"

"Well, I know, you can just say no."

Luminas glared at Darnas. She looked at the map and asked with some doubt:

"Actually, I have always had a question. You said, why didn't the boss take us directly to the throne of the Dead Sea, and fight with Hella to make a life and death, he should have that ability, after all, he has already taken over the punishment of Bangsandi. Gong, oh, right! Don’t Bangsandi also send troops? Why didn't I see his troll gold sword guard?"

"First of all! The boss wants occupation! Not simply destruction."

Danas saw the approaching coastline. He reached out and buckled the black helmet on his head. Behind this huge flagship sea king, the cabins of the battleships that had landed in the battle had been opened. The soldiers of the Dark Blade Legion The chariot is being opened, and the artillery is being prepared. The dense windows of the 174 warships of the Dead Sea Fleet have also been opened. Obviously, the dark-blade landing operation must be guided by a round of covering destruction.

"Just killing Hella cannot guarantee that this land will fall into our hands in a short time..."

Danas explained to Luminas:

"You also know that Hella has ruled here for tens of thousands of years. The death spirit of Kvaldir under her command is extremely alarming. Even if Hella is killed, these misty dead will not lay down their weapons so obediently. On the contrary, the loss of the original order will directly lead to a long period of chaos in the Underworld Abyss, which is not what we want to see."

"So we have to advance gradually, while destroying the old order, bringing a new order with a dark edge."

"Secondly, regarding the golden sword guards of Bangsandi, they have actually been dispatched...but the boss and I don’t trust them very much, so they will exist as a maintenance legion, we are responsible for fighting, they are responsible for receiving management, this time also Just let them walk through."

Danus shook his head:

"We are fully capable of solving the troubles of Hades ourselves, but... we also have to prepare for the future war, just like these Kvaldirs who will be taken over by us, the Troll warriors of Bangsandi, and finally Will also be our strength, but not now... be prepared!"

"Kaka Kaka"

At the moment when the voice of Danas fell, the entire Dead Sea Fleet’s ship-borne artillery was under one command and began to adjust the muzzle. Under the control of the silent Necromancers, the dense and varied The muzzle of the artillery is facing the sky, and on the coastline not far from the fleet, in the rolling gray mist, an entire Kvaldir army has already lined up on the coast.

Obviously, Hella was not the one who could not be beaten, and she had already noticed the fleet that was spending on the edge of the abyss of the underworld. She responded under the raid, but unfortunately, this response was not much. Threat.

"Clear the coast!"

Looking at the Kvaldir Corps who built a defense zone in the mist of the coastline, Dai Lin was too lazy to assess their threats. They were too few, lacking destructive heavy weapons, and most importantly, Hella’s fleet Not here, the Army of the Dead Souls alone could not stop the destruction and majesty of the Dead Sea Fleet.

"Fire!"

At the command of the sea monster, the bright light completely dispersed the gray mist shrouded in the sea in the roar of thousands of artillery, and the mist extended by the death force of Hella was directly evaporated to dryness under the scorching flame. , And thousands of shells dragged a long tail flame, like a dark arrow, and in the flashing light, under the stareless look of the dark blade soldiers, paddling in the air The streamlined trajectory eventually fell into the rolling mist of the coastline.

"boom"

The explosion was violent.

In the roaring flames of destruction, an entire front of the Kvaldir Army burst in a moment, and countless misty death souls were destroyed. Under the raging flames and explosions, the most eerie ashes spattered and burst The ground, as well as the defensive walls they built with bricks and stones, seemed to be wiped clean with a pair of invisible hands.

It was a giant firework never seen on this ancient and closed continent, and it was also the cold slap of steel and flames, hitting the most loyal dead soul soldiers of Hella.

The generational difference of weapons is fatal. The number of the Kwadir Army in Hella is many, which is several times that of the Dark Blade Army, but the rusty cold weapons in their hands and the large heavy crossbows are really difficult to hurt. The Dark Blade Legion armed with engineering.

Quantity... is not the only factor that determines war.

And at this time, the soldiers of the Dark Blade Legion can proudly say to the soldiers of the death **** Hella: "The time for you...has long been over!"

"Hellfire Battle Group!"

At the moment when the dust and vibration caused by the cover artillery had not yet dissipated, Luminas, wearing a black helmet, turned over and rode behind his nightmare beast, and the wiped cold light shining death holy sword pointed forward. At this moment, her icy voice sounded in the hearts of all the undead in the entire Hellfire Battle Group, just like the drum of war.

"Follow me!"

"Uh"

At the moment when the horseshoe of Lord Luminas touched the Dead Sea, the cold force that extended out frozen the surface of the Dead Sea. In this world of death, the power of death is more vivid, making it easy for the dead to splash them. .

In Luminas's Mercedes-Benz, the entire turbid sea was covered with cold frost, just like a battlefield of any Mercedes-Benz, and behind her, countless death knights riding on death battle horses Converged into a dark turbid current, like a black tide rolling forward, led by Ruminas, ruthlessly rushed into the battlefield of shelling, and the surviving Kvaldir's dead souls The soldiers counted the first.

But... the mist has not dispersed!

This is the world ruled by Hella. Hella set very different rules for this land. In Luminas’s gaze, those dead soul warriors who were completely destroyed by artillery, they wandered there. The ashes stretched out little by little in a new form, still the posture of a drowning person, covered with algae and bones, and full of nauseous sea smell.

They seem to be unkillable!

At least on this land, in the glory of Hella, they are hard to be...

"boom"

A low gunshot, the scorching bullet with holy silver pierced the head of a sergeant Kvaldir who had just climbed out of the ashes, where holy silver, which had great restraint for any dark power, was there The head of the dead soul exploded, and the silver fire completely burned his torn head, causing him to scream harshly. He staggered back, but after a few seconds, his body turned to ashes, This time, it failed to stand up again.

"well!"

Lord Luminas riding the black nightmare beckoned with a finger, and the silver, beautiful revolver revolved in her palm for a few weeks, then was inserted back into the slim waist holster in a handsome pose Here, Luminas reached out her finger and plucked her blood-red hair, and she informed all the knights and soldiers following her charge in a spiritual link.

"Everyone! Dress up holy silver bullets! Don't save money for the high lord, all armament refitting is for this moment! Enjoy every holy silver bullet in your hands and shoot them into these **** ugly monsters In my head!"

"I want you to use the **** holy silver fire... to clean this dirty earth thoroughly for me!"

Seeing Luminas with the assault troops simply settled all the dead soul soldiers on the coast, Danus blew a whistle, he looked back at Dai Lin, he whispered:

"Thank you for your help, Admiral, we can solve the rest, and I wish you a good time with the Nagfaer... that ghost ship is really famous..."

"I know all the legends about it!"

Dai Lin adjusted his collar, he said calmly:

"I also came for it, it is a legendary ghost ship, very suitable as a gift..."

"gift?"

Danus froze for a moment, he looked at Dai Lin:

"Isn't it what you collected for your fleet?"

"Do not!"

There was a slight smile on Dai Lin's indifferent face:

"It's a collection and a gift...the best gift for my grandson who is about to be born!"

"Anna's child is destined to become the new son of the sea... how can a son of the sea not have his own boat?"

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"Furan"

Tyrion leaning on the Iron Throne raised his head and emitted a ray of blue smoke. He narrowed his eyes and said to a friend in the quiet darkness:

"The war between Hella and I has begun, I hope she likes the way I say hello to her..."

"You should understand why I didn't enter the abyss of the Underworld for the first time. In fact, Hella... is not unable to be a collaborator."

"But I will still give you a chance to look for Odin in the past, and tell him to give him what I need. It is my kindness, it is precious..."

"If you fail, then I will stand on the side of Hella, and use my method to completely end these tens of thousands of years of grudges. You should know, friend, I am not talking about it..."

"In short, there is not much time left for you, friend, and get on the road."

In the tranquil darkness, there was no response, but the Lord Lord knew that the persuaders of Odin and the Legion were already on the way. He hoped for good news, but if it was bad news, he would not mind too much.

"Uh"

Lord Lord stood up and pressed the cigarette **** in the ashtray in the ice. At the moment when the fire was extinguished, his figure also disappeared into the darkness of the temple with clear footsteps... his The soldiers have already started fighting, and he is about to set foot on his battlefield.

He doesn't need to ask anyone's opinion anymore, he doesn't need to look at anyone's face anymore, he can decide for himself.

after all...

He is strong enough.

He already has the ability to enjoy every dish served by his destiny...

He is no longer a chess piece.

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