It has been several hours since the battle for the city walls, and no undead has yet to attack the city walls. This seems to be a situation worth celebrating.

But unlike the soldiers who were happy because of their advantages, Xiao Lan and others who really saw the battle situation clearly had a serious look on their faces-

The battle looked very smooth on the surface, but at the cost of consuming a large amount of ammunition, the puncture attack of ordinary arrows was basically ineffective on the bone frame. Only the explosion arrows could blow them to pieces after hitting. Due to the lack of the cavalry's rushing formation, they had already been back to their original loose formation. The density of the impact just made the arrows unable to stop it, but the killing efficiency was extremely low. There were no real high-level units among the dead spirits killed so far. Whether it was the banshee corpse witch or the black warrior, they were still in positions where artillery and arrows could not be attacked. Even the Dark Ranger himself did not launch the unpreventable attack of the arrows, but just watched coldly as the wave of the dead spirits that were rushing up were completely repelled under the attack of the defenders.

This was obviously consuming their ammunition and physical strength, and they planned to launch a powerful attack at any time when necessary, but even though they knew about this situation, Xiao Lan did not stop their wasteful actions.

If close hand-to-hand combat can be avoided, it will be avoided. Compared with the undead who has no vital force except the head, humans have too serious disadvantages in close combat. Therefore, in Xiao Lan's plan, close combat, which is basically equivalent to suicide, is the last choice!

But this choice will inevitably come, the arrows will be exhausted, the ** will be thrown away, the archer will be exhausted, and even Xiao Lan himself will not have time to destroy the gargoyle ladder, it will be a truly tragic confrontation.

For this moment, Xiao Lan and the others did not use all their strength. Except for some people who picked up bows and arrows to shoot, the knights who were high-level combat power were basically on standby, and the advanced units on the Necromancer side were tacitly aware of it and did not get along with ordinary soldiers.

Even though a large area was killed by artillery and explosions before, the remaining 10,000 undead spirits were still more than five times that of the defenders in the city. This number advantage was enough to make the dark ranger confident and use relatively low-level skeleton warriors and shooters to consume the defenders' physical strength and ammunition. After they exhausted their ammunition and had to enter hand-to-hand combat, they mobilized elites to completely defeat them in one fell swoop...

Not knowing the news that Arthur's Round Table Knight was on the way, Ming Yanwei made the right choice to effectively retain high-end combat power, and this just gave Xiao Lan and the others a chance to breathe, although it was just a breathe.

Then, the time to decide your destiny has come.

Even though the city wall was launched with an extremely powerful attack, for the endless necromancers, the fallen enemies were almost a drop in the bucket compared to the whole. Slowly, the arrows of the defenders were no longer so dense and compact, but were suppressed by the skeleton shooters from the low ground of their disadvantage. The originally loose impact suddenly began to accelerate at this moment.

The advanced units still did not move in the rear, but the defenders could no longer sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

The sky became very clear at this time, and the sun's light even penetrated the gray, but this faint light could not bring any hope to people.

There seemed to be more and more enemies in front of them, and the enemy troops in the valley were still like endless black. The attacks of the dead became as fierce as an angry tide. They slapped the city gates, climbed the city walls, and charged the ladders. The all-round crazy attack made the defenders exhausted. Hundreds of gargoyle ladders were set up by the walls, and the skeleton warriors holding swords and shields quickly climbed on the ladders, as strong as apes in the southern forests. The corpses and bones in the corners of the wall were piled up like mountains, but the enemy rushed towards them indifferently.

Xiao Lan no longer vainly destroyed the ladders turned into by the gargoyles. Compared to the defense of ordinary arrows in the take-off state, they are even harder than the reinforced concrete of nuclear-proof facilities. Even Alasto needs several strikes to destroy. The speed of this destruction is far less than the speed of reconstruction. With this time and strength, he might as well cut off a few skeleton warriors.

The hand-to-hand combat on the city wall has begun. Although the arrows and bombs have not been used up, there is almost no chance of use. The skeleton shooter who has advanced a large distance despite the casualties locked any figure on the city wall with his deadly arrows. If this continues, they will be completely suppressed without waiting for the advanced units of the undead to be dispatched...

In order to avoid this situation, the knights in the defenders could not help but move first, and completely crushed the undead who had attacked the city wall with a long sword shining with the light of fighting spirit. Xiao Lan also rushed down the city wall and destroyed most of the shooters with a sword slash. Mei Lin mobilized the few remaining springs of life to restore the wounds to the defenders and resist the invasion of the dead energy, so as to barely support them.

But at its cost, inevitable fatigue began to cover the knight. Xiao Lan retained enough physical strength and magic power with the soul stone, but his mental fatigue could not be recovered by taking drugs. The combat load he bears in the siege battle was too serious!

And after fatigue became the main color of the defenders, the real tragic battle finally arrived.

The gargoyle is no longer responsible for setting up ladders, but starts to fly up to the city wall when the defenders have no time to take care of it. While making a cheerful scream, drag the soldiers into the air with their claws to tear open their throats or kill them. The black warrior wrapped in black armor also rushed up to the city wall along the stone stairs, immediately preventing the knights from killing very smoothly. The corpse witch who entered the range of shooting also spread the deadly poison clouds and curses to the city.

Above the wall, the few banshees flew up the city wall and made their unique screams. The ordinary soldiers immediately knelt on the ground with bloody ears. A large number of people fell down with pain and horror. Although the knight did not die under the banshee's screams and the poisonous clouds of the corpse witch, they were fatally disturbed. They were already tired and could no longer resist the black warrior's weapons and the falling rain of arrows...

The situation was almost on the verge of collapse in an instant, and everyone who realized that the critical moment began to fight desperately.

Xiao Lan's lightning chain tore three translucent banshees into green smoke. Gnevre's magic arrows shot out like beads and burst out the corpse witches' foreheads. Flora and her female warriors met the enemy one after another. Several druid mages changed into beasts and roared. Merlin was not saving the remaining spring of life as a weapon to attack the undead...

But this was almost useless. Their efforts did not change the overall situation. More and more undead spirits rushed up to the city wall through the gap, and the city was about to fall here!

This is almost despair, but it is also an opportunity: since a full-scale attack has been launched, there are few guards left by the Dark Ranger. If you can take the opportunity to deal with the commander, then maybe-

Can do it!

Xiao Lan told herself in her heart that it would be best if Ming Yanwei could break free from control, but if it didn't work, he could only give her rest.

He didn't know what happened in the blank memory stage, but for a "stranger" and a city with people who are important to him, his answer would be the latter if he had to make a choice!

At the moment when the battle on the city wall reached a critical moment of life and death, Xiao Lan opened the last time that would greatly increase the burden on his body. He held the thunder sword and knocked a piece of undead in front of him, and jumped down the city wall and rushed towards the target ahead with unparalleled speed and power, slashing the dark ranger under his sword to relieve the crisis of the undead siege.

This is how it should have developed in theory, but the facts have changed a little bit.

The demon, whose light was wrapped around his body, scattered a blocking dead spirit with a sword, but when he was about to jump off the city wall to charge, a severe pain pierced into his brain like a sharp needle made him kneel on the ground scream and scream!

pain.

It's a sharp pain.

Go deep into the bone marrow and pierce into the soul.

It makes me no longer me, the real absolute pain.

In this pain, Xiao Lan felt her perception disappearing and being stripped away.

Hearing, touch, smell, touch, taste, and even the sixth sense consciousness that explores the spirit, all perceptions that perceive the outside world are disappearing, and he is as if he is in the endless darkness of the realm of life and death.

No, not like...

This familiar scene is the unconscious collection of all life!

But he was not dying or becoming a vegetable. Why did he suddenly come to this ambiguous area of ​​life and death?

He didn't know, but he saw the answer immediately.

In the endless darkness, he sank rapidly under the urging of some force, until he saw an extremely dazzling light that appeared in this darkness, although he was carrying a grayish-white color like death.

Death incarnation...

Xiao Lan knew the essence of this light, and then the next moment he realized that it was also himself.

However, before he could tell what color his light was, the demon who had already sunk into this light realized that he had arrived in a completely different area than before: it was no longer endless darkness, and the disappearing six consciousnesses and perceptions had also recovered, but it was not the horn castle that was about to collapse, but a desolate and dead place without any vitality.

All I saw in front of me was death, there was no trace of life, there were soul fire burning in my eyes everywhere, countless undead spirits were stronger than those in the horn castle, and these undead spirits were quietly looking in a direction-

The line of sight was automatically moved uncontrollably. Xiao Lan suddenly realized that this seemed to be the perspective of the death incarnation, and judged that this was temporary visual sharing or memory reflux caused by soul connection, and there was no movement for a moment. He quietly looked at the world seen by the death incarnation through this first-person perspective.

But in the next moment, he saw the end of the myth.
Chapter completed!