.As the dark swamp in the main territory, the black dragon invested unprecedented power. Hundreds of necromancers and the wizard's eyes spread throughout the swamp, and there was even more charming this undead element body to travel around the world. No movement could be hidden from him.

Moreover, all the strong men under him are wise figures. If there are places where the Black Dragon is not considerate, there will naturally be a lot of people to help him make up for it.

Agulit instructed more than 100 undead gangsters to change jobs to undead raiders and take on the alert work of the territory.

The Dead Ranger is actually just a necromancer who specializes in the art of death summoning. Through the ritual of the Arrival Heart, they connect their souls with dozens of skeleton zombies, such as the arm-to-arm fingers to drive these undead creatures.

With one control, dozens, or even hundreds, or one hundred undead parades, thousands of undead sentries can be formed immediately. Although such a number is not enough to monitor the dark swamps of hundreds of miles without any omissions, they will not miss too much when they cooperate with each other.

At this moment, a skeleton under the control of the Dead Ranger lurked in a water squash on the edge of the swamp, revealing only half of his head to stare at a battle ahead.

This is the first time that Torre stepped out of the Hengduan Mountains, but he deeply understands the dangers of the human world.

Although the northern fallen areas of the alliance carried out large-scale immigration work, they failed to control all the territory. The allied people who lost their land formed countless resistance organizations of all sizes, ignited countless wars of resistance in the occupied areas. The imperial army carried out countless suppressions, but the military was too short to completely eliminate hidden dangers.

Torre and his eighteen companions left the Hengduan Mountains, they immediately encountered seven or eight groups of thieves of different sizes. These guys who were generally pale and thin but were fearless were almost annoyed Torere and his party to the point of being crazy.

Although these thieves formed by farmers' transfers could not threaten the lives of Torre and his party, the servants came in the front and back, making them unable to sleep peacefully.

After dealing with seven or eight groups of thieves of different sizes, the exhausted Torre and others met another group of Imperial Rangers. The elite cavalry of two hundred people was not comparable to those hungry thieves. Torre and his party immediately fell into a tough battle.

Torre and his group were all violent warriors, and they could still maintain their consciousness after becoming crazy. Faced with the elite Imperial Rangers, Torre, who did not lose his mind after a hard battle, finally chose to retreat.

The violent warrior is a top-level strongman with a strength comparable to that of the human sword saint. Although Torre and others were forcibly promoted by the big tree in the territory known as the incarnation of Thunder God and the God of War, they did not have the excellent martial arts and combat experience as well as Rektin, these differences had no effect at all when facing ordinary warriors.

Their power caused heavy losses to the Imperial Rangers, and also attracted the attention of the Empire. Along the way, Torre and his party were trapped in the encirclement and blocking of the Imperial Army, making them in a mess and in a mess. In the end, even the elites of the Light Church were dispatched, and a team of Knights of Light with a population of up to 300 also joined the ranks of chasing them.

There is a dark swamp in front, with no way out and there are pursuers behind, and Torre's head is almost becoming two big.

Until now, he didn't quite understand what the command given by the divine tree really meant. The divine tree's command was to let him leave the Hengduan Mountains and go westward. As for where his final destination was, he did not specify.

Although Torre was surrounded and blocked along the way, the basic direction did not change. However, he actually came to this dark swamp known as the forbidden zone of life.

The forbidden lands of the seven major lives in the world, even those of them, who are isolated from the world and living deep in the mountains, have heard of them - is it the final destination of the Divine Tree's order?

But he had no time to think about this question now. The sound of thunderous hooves shook the earth, and the Knights of Light had already caught up.

Dwarf Beats is worthy of being one of the three top armies in the world. Even the immature violent dwarves such as Torre, their powerful strength and strong defense make them terrifying existences like chariots. Even the elite knights' full-speed charge is difficult to shake their bodies.

And these violent dwarves also have a terrible self-healing ability than real violent warriors like Rektin. As long as they are not fractured, no matter how serious the non-fatal damage is, it only takes three hours to fully recover, which has increased their ability to continue combat to a level that ordinary people can't imagine.

They went westward and encountered thieves, Emperor*, and Knights of Light... all the battles of all sizes, with countless hands, but in the extreme disparity in the number of differences, only one companion died of Torre's party, which shows how difficult they are.

But when he ran here, Torre was really tired.

No matter how strong the ability to continue fighting, they are not immortal creatures after all. It is impossible for them to fight like the Black Dragon, and the pursuit and blocking of the whole way really exhaust him both physically and mentally.

There was no way out and there were pursuers behind him. Torre's anger had already accumulated to the peak. With a roar of rage, Torre hit a big tree next to him, which was thick with a man.

The big trees were flying in, and with a squeaking sound, they fell towards the knight running towards them.

The other violent dwarves performed according to the law. For a moment, seven or eight big trees intersected in front of the dwarves.

Using this method, Torre and his party escaped several times of the Knight's pursuit, but this time, Torre did not plan to escape.

The Knights of Light is the largest number of knights of the Light Church, with 70,000 or 80,000 members. All of them are practicing the sacred fighting spirit and generally possess the strength of a junior and intermediate swordsman.

Moreover, these people have pious beliefs, strict training, strict discipline, excellent equipment, and unified command... All kinds of factors make them one of the most powerful corps in the world, and even the elite imperial guards of the empire are not their opponents.

However, the composition of this knight group is still mainly composed of ordinary people. In the field of ordinary people, they can be called the elite among the elite, but no matter how elite they are, they are still ordinary people.

The violent warrior is a powerful man comparable to the human sword saint. Even immature violent warriors like Torre cannot be measured by the standards of ordinary people.

They swung out with one hammer and could smash a knight who charges at full speed. The rifle that does not use the fighting spirit cannot even pierce their petrified skin.

Compared to ordinary people, they are just chariots made of steel, and they are also very rational.

The fallen trees blocked the cavalry's most destructive charge. The knight in front lifted the reins and jumped up hard. The knight who had crossed the obstacle was still in the air, and Torre had already swung the big hammer.

With the sound of fractures and flesh cracks, the knight and his horse were swept to the side, and at the same time they hit their companions who were leaping over at the same time.

The body is deforming and blood is squirting wildly.

The same situation has happened many times in life, and the Knights of Light are also very clear about the strength of these opponents, but there is no fear or retreat in the Knight's belief. Death to spread the glory of God is the supreme glory. This is the belief that they have existed in their hearts since childhood.

After one after another, the knights jumped over the obstacles, Torre and others began to feel a little overwhelmed. After smashing the head of a war horse again, Torre shouted: Retreat.

He is only over one hundred years old this year. Compared to the dwarf, he is just a teenager, and a reckless boy.

However, the monsters he encountered half a year ago made him fully understand the truth that there are people outside of people and there are heavens outside of heaven.

Those humans wearing black armor far surpassed him in both of the dwarves' most proud abilities, which caused a serious blow to him.

Strength and endurance are the best talents of dwarves, but those humans wearing black armor can exhaust him head-on.

From then on, Torre never dared to underestimate any creatures again. Every time he fought, he put away his contempt and tried his best, even if his opponent was a creature that looked extremely weak.

Retreat is not about retreating, but about retreating to a more favorable terrain.

When he left the Hengduan Mountains for the first time, Torre didn't know anything at the beginning, but after more than a dozen battles, he had quickly grown into a suitable commander.

Retreating more than ten meters, Torre and others stabilized their formation again, and their weapons flew over to resist the influx of the Knight of Light.

The ground shape of the Dark Swamp is not suitable for cavalry to gallop. Although it is just the edge of the Dark Swamp and there is no unfathomable bottomless swamp in the depths, mud and puddles are scattered around, and the scattered trees greatly restrict the activities of the cavalry.

The knocked tree hindered the charge of the Knights of Light and limited their number of advantages.

It was obvious that one of the commander's knights waved his hand, and the light knights behind him threw down their rifles, took out their swords, dismounted and rushed up.

The Knight of Light is a real cavalry. Most of them have a pair of band legs since childhood. However, with their outstanding martial arts, these people can also be a group of elite swordsmen after getting off the horse.

The pressure of Torre and others suddenly increased sharply. One of them was not careful. One of the dwarves' arms were cut off by a Knight of Light.

But the dwarf didn't even frown, but just roared angrily, forcing the other party to retreat, and then silently retreated to his companion's protection circle.

The trembling body and the muscles that constantly spasm on the wounds showed that the dwarf was suffering tremendous pain, but it was not enough to make him lose his will to fight. This is the violent warrior. After becoming crazy, he also knows how to advance and retreat, but never surrenders!

This is not a wonderful battle. Both sides are not opponents at the same level. Compared with ordinary people, the Knights of Light can be regarded as the elite among the elites, but for the violent warriors like Torre, they are not worthy of being opponents at all. Even the Black Dragon fought hard for a long time to exhaust them.

However, the Knights of Light have an absolute advantage in number and are waiting for work. Since Torre and his party have experienced more than a dozen wars since leaving the Hengduan Mountains, they should have been so tired that they lie down.

Before they could decide the outcome, a powerful sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from afar, as if it was in a very distant place, but it was clearly visible to everyone.

Both sides of the war were slightly slowed down.

Soon, the sound of breaking through the air was getting closer and closer. Before they could react, a strong wind suddenly broke out. The sharp wind blew the surrounding woods, and many light knights had to stance to prevent them from being blown down by the strong wind.

The next moment, a huge figure obscured the entire sky.

Everyone was stunned and looked up at the dark shadows in the sky, their heads blank.

The legend of the dragon is engraved in the souls of all intelligent life. No matter what belief or race, it is, it has a supreme and awe-inspiring attitude towards this behemoth standing at the top of the food chain.

Among the giant dragons, the most powerful one is naturally the black dragon, known for its size and strength.
Chapter completed!