Thousand Blades of Death

v10 Chapter 135: King's Ladder

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"That's... what! What the **** is going on!"

Originally convinced that he should no longer be surprised, after seeing the scene in front of him, he still made a reflective wailing sound.

Appearing in front of him is a huge statue with hands and feet, carved out of stone.

The thick chest rock plate also flashed red like a heartbeat. The stout body with thick hands and thick legs is even a little cute. If the height does not exceed 30 meters.

Such a huge stone statue suddenly appeared in the forest. It is more acceptable to call it a phantom.

The stone figure moved slowly, and somehow took it out and lifted a giant stone.

Then, throw it out.

Salius couldn't help covering his eyes, and the person hit by the boulder would definitely die.

In the dark world, amazing sounds and loud noises struck Sarius. The mud wall also shook violently.

With the sound of fierce rain, the sound of the falling sand and gravel falling into the water, the village and the children also exclaimed.

Although he still regarded death as his home, he could not stand the horror beyond imagination. The shock education just made even those who survived that battle scream and scream like children.

Xiaoming still let Sarius breathe a sigh of relief. After opening his eyes tremblingly, he saw the Legion of the Undead and the huge stone statues that disappeared.

The wetland in the middle of the two armies had a boulder that did not exist until now. The undead legion approached the stone, then lifted the flat shield up and squatted down. The other skeletons jumped on the shields raised by those skeletons, and after flexibly maintaining their balance, they also raised their shields just like the skeletons underneath.

The moment he understood what the other party was doing, Sarius was shaking as if struck by lightning.

"Wouldn't it be... stairs? Even these legendary armies were used as stairs!"

The skeleton approached the boulder at an unusually rapid speed-the staircase composed of the Legion of the Undead was finally formed.

Next, other undead soldiers also started operations. There are about a hundred more undead soldiers who are more elaborate than the skeletons just now. Holding a gun with a cloth hanging, like a cavalry would take.

Bright red cloth-all their flags are embroidered with an emblem.

Those undeads stepped into the wetland in a nonchalant manner in the cloak of the wind. They crushed the ice under their feet while advancing silently. Then, another group of skeletons entering the wetland at regular intervals with the same movement, intersecting the gun in the hand with the gun of the soldier on the opposite side.

The intersecting guns form a road to the boulder.

"Is it the way of the king?"

Renbel was right.

The "dead" magic chanter embarked on the path of the undead, followed by several figures who did not know when.

Walking ahead is an unfathomable magic chanter.

It was covered with a dark robe made of a small piece of dark interception, and the cane in his hand radiated a black glow. The light turned into a human painful expression, then collapsed, and finally disappeared. Under the hoodie is a skull, and in the empty eye sockets, there is a little bright red light.

The other party wore countless-and also absolutely incomprehensible to Sarius-magic jewelry, marching forward with the footsteps of the king's style.

A famous white woman followed the king of death. Although it looks like a human being, there is a place completely different from human beings. Those are the wings around her waist.

"Should she be a demon...right?"

demon.

The devil who brings destruction by violence and the devil who brings depravity by wisdom are collectively called demons. It is said that it is a fierce and evil monster, which exists to destroy all rational good people. This is the so-called synonym for evil.

Sarius had heard the devil's name while traveling.

He had heard how terrible the devil is. It is said that more than two hundred years ago, a monster called the demon king-the demon god, once led the demon under his control, almost wiped out the entire world.

The Demon God was finally wiped out by the thirteen heroes, and now the ruins of the battle can be seen in some places.

If the undead is a monster that hates the living, then the demon is the monster that torments the living.

The demon is followed by a pair of dark elf twins, followed by a silver-haired girl. Not only that, there is a weird monster gliding in the air, and finally a male with a tail like a human.

Although only strange monsters don't feel very strong, but every other glance will make the front end of the tail start shaking. Wild instincts are strongly warning themselves that they must escape as quickly as possible.

A group of people marched silently, under the flag of the gun, and climbed the stairs leading to the boulder. They trampled the undead soldiers without hesitation and stood on the boulder like a king. The king of the dead walking ahead reached out and waved.

In an instant, a high-backed throne emitting black light appeared, and the king of the dead sat directly.

Walking behind, seemingly confidant characters lined up, looking towards the village as if waiting for something. However, other than that, they did not take other actions.

what is happening?

Several lizardmen looked at each other unsteadily, and finally decided to let the smartest person present judge.

"Please, please, what should we do, Mr. Salius? Are you ready to escape?"

There is no fighting spirit in this voice. The powerless drooping tail makes the inner thought self-evident.

"No, there is no need for it. Think about the former great magician of the deceased, but the other party is far better than the magic chanter of the great magician of the dead. It should be easy to launch an attack at this distance. I am afraid it is... .. what do you want to tell us?"

The lizard man showed an expression of approval.

During this time, Sarius' eyes were still fixed on the oncoming pedestrian. He looked like a civilian looking at the king, constantly observing the powerful monster standing on the boulder.

He is here to lose any information.

After such a close distance, it can already be observed quite carefully, and the eyes of each other can even meet.

Is the king of death sitting on the throne watching the lizard people? The dark elf seemed unexpectedly hostile. The silver-haired girl showed a mocking expression on her face, but the devil’s tender appearance was creepy, but the strange monster could not see any famous at all. There was no emotion in the eyes of the man with the tail.

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