Lord of the Oasis

The sky is cloudless.

The moonlight shone down on the earth like a veil.

From a visual point of view, it is no less than the early morning. If you use the color difference, you can see farther!

Therefore, Kant and the others all discovered that on the far horizon, a group of figures were lining up in a long line. Although it was not really visible, it was vaguely vague, like a marching team.

And according to the distinction, it is not like a tall creature like a gnoll.

Instead it's like...

Humanity!

How could there be human beings in the depths of the Naron Desert?

Kant wondered.

But thinking about the so-called golden holy city, the so-called remnants of the ancient times, the so-called blood descendants of the gods, Kant felt a little relieved. After all, even those abyss demons can survive for ten thousand years. It is not impossible for the blood of the gods to survive.

The means of the gods are omnipotent in mythology, and even the heavens and the earth can be reversed. They are powerful creatures who master the rules of time, and even create the earth and the environment, and their power is extremely terrifying.

This is unimaginable in the Dharma-ending age.

Caution is still required, however.

Who knows that thousands of years have passed, and the gods who survived are enemies or friends.

Judging from the fact that the abyss demons and the blood descendants of the gods that I have encountered don't seem to regard human beings in the eyes, even friends are not much better.

The former rich man would be friends with the slave who cleans the toilet in his villa?

joke!

"Get ready for battle."

Kant took a deep breath and commanded in a deep voice: "Go over and see first, if you can communicate, it's the best, if you can't communicate." A fierce glow appeared in his eyes: "Then kill them!"

"Yes!" the knights answered.

"let's go!"

Kant lightly knocked on the horse's belly and drove the horse forward.

What about the former gods,

This is not the age of the gods.

Since it has fallen and can be killed by conventional weapons, then choose the appointment honestly, otherwise Kant would not mind a massacre to maintain his rule, and let these so-called gods see who is the master of this era. .

At the very least, the Narun Desert is Kant's!

"Something's wrong."

The mage apprentices reminded: "I always feel a bit cold in this chaotic element..." After a pause, they wrapped their leather jackets, shook their heads and added: "Maybe we are too cold. For the sake of it, but I think it’s best to be careful.”

"Of course be careful." Kant frowned and waved forward at the same time.

30 Swadian Royal Knights are in the front, 20 Sarion Lion Knights are in the back.

Surrounded by Kant and the five wizard apprentices, he accelerated the pace of the horse under his crotch, rushed towards the horizon, and tried his best to make the sound of the horse's hooves under his crotch slow down and reduce the noise.

However, just relying on the hoofs of the group of war horses under their crotch, stepping heavily on the sand, the sound is not too small.

The plains can't hide their figure either.

This is Kant's way of expressing kindness.

At least compared to more than 50 heavy cavalry rushing over aggressively, as terrifying as a flood, such a gentle approach is more reassuring and more able to win the trust of the other party.

At the same time, it can also enhance its own strength.

The distance is approaching.

Kant's expression was slightly solemn.

On the horizon, the group of figures who were moving forward seemed to have not seen them, and did not hear any sound. They were still moving forward. Looking from a distance, they could vaguely see the pale yellow burqa and hood on their heads. It is extremely conspicuous under the moonlight, and it adds a bit of weirdness!

A galloping horse, not to mention a 55-headed galloping horse, the sound is definitely not small.

Ordinary people can already hear it.

Nerves may be able to ignore it, but no matter how bad it is, he has to turn his head and look at the source of the sound, but instead of looking back, the figures in the queue in front of them are still walking towards the front, deep in the desert.

Just like a team of worshippers, yearning for the holiness in their hearts.

"It's not right!"

The mage apprentice next to Kant suddenly spoke.

Looking at the group of people in front of them getting closer and closer, he swallowed and his voice trembled: "No, no, this perception is extremely cold and cold, it's them, it's them!"

"What is it?" Kant frowned and scolded in a deep voice, "Steady the point!"

"Undead!"

The mage apprentices only had time to shout this word.

And just ahead, the Royal Knights are getting closer and closer to the team.

A strange and cold aura suddenly came, but the royal knight at the front seemed to have found something. He was especially shocked. He reined in the reins and shouted loudly: "Stop moving forward! The other party is not a human!"

"Call-"

Reining in the reins, the slogan to stop the advance of the horse under the crotch came suddenly.

But just ahead.

The long line, which was originally densely packed, formed a neat queue, but as if disturbed, all of them suddenly stopped moving forward, the pale yellow hood and burqa swayed slightly, and the scale of hundreds of people stood still.

Then he turned around, and the swaying blue fire flickered in his eyes.

With hatred for the living, he opened his jaw with only the remaining bones, and let out a silent roar!

"Undead!"

Kant also gritted his teeth.

His eyes widened, and everyone's eyes widened.

There was also the apprentice mage, who kept saying, "That's the undead! They are already dead. They are obsessed with making them repeat the actions they did when they died. Now that they are resurrected, they can't be regarded as living creatures at all. They are no longer human!"

The words are almost incomplete, and the vocabulary is organized full of flaws.

Don't hesitate!

But everyone understood what the mage apprentice meant.

The enemy in front of you is not a human being!

The pale yellow hood and burqa were clearly golden clothes that had been shattered over the years, and in the cracks at the edges, the pale skeleton inside could still be seen.

There is also a faint blue flexible fire in the eye sockets.

The entire skull looked extremely terrifying.

It was really like the skeleton frame was resurrected, and he was staring blankly at Kant and the others, and the blue soul fire in his eyes began to burn more and more intensely, just as the emotions began to become more and more intense, with the opposite The hatred, began to slowly walk, stretched out his hand and rushed towards this side!

On the scale of hundreds of people, hundreds of skeletons are reaching out to Kant and the others, stepping their skeleton-like feet under the moonlight, moving slowly, as if they want to swallow any living thing alive!

This is the most essential hatred of the undead for the living!

"Fix them!"

Kant directly pulled out the sword of the king from the sheath around his waist.

A golden streamer burst out on the gilt decoration, and the breath of the king flowed instantly, making the surrounding gloomy and cold seem to disperse, and the frightened group of white skeletons stopped for a while.

"Positive energy disperses negative energy!"

The mage apprentices explained aloud.

Kant raised the corners of his mouth: "That's why they are afraid?"

Seeing these undead skeletons in front of them timid and did not dare to step forward, obviously afraid of the golden light of the King's Sword in his hand, Kant's face was instantly solemn, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Kill!"

"kill--"

The royal knights also roared.

The whole body burst out with the same arrogance as the King's Sword, together with the war horse, rushing forward with a roar!

The royal knights who have been conferred by the Sword of Kings, their talents and extraordinary powers are the power of kings, and they are also variants of positive energy.

It's like a rampage!

"Crash..."

The skeleton was continuously picked up by the spear, and then chopped up by the long sword.

Even on the side of the war horse, the golden light was denser, and those skeletons seemed to have been greatly impacted. The blue soul fire in their eyes could not be maintained, and the entire body was scattered.

And the faint blue soul fire began to dissipate in the eye sockets.

Destroyed!

With just those 30 Swadian royal knights, they can easily slaughter the undead skeletons of hundreds of people!

The 20 Sarion lion knights crowded around Kant and the apprentices. Blood-red lion-shaped arrogance formed around them, each with a cold face, holding the silver sword in his hand, carefully guarding the surroundings.

There are skeletons approaching, and they are scattered into skeletons by the blood-colored light with just a simple sword.

"Really weak."

Kant spoke with a calm tone.

The battlefield has been declared over in a short period of time.

All the skeletons were scattered into pale bones, as if they had been scattered for tens of thousands of years, and even began to darken, turning into a pale appearance of gray defeat.

"Your knights are too strong."

Mage apprentices complimented: "These are just low-level undead skeletons."

"Too strong? Yeah."

Kant nodded, this sentence is also true.

No matter the film and television works of the previous life or the game works, only the undead in the shape of skeletons are the lowest-level existences, and they are not the opponents of the strongest level 6 knights who have mastered extraordinary power.

In fact, according to his perception, even an ordinary peasant can kill a few skeletons with a scythe.

They are really very weak.

If it is weak enough, even if it forms a quantitative advantage, it cannot form a threat.

"Keep going."

Kant looked up at the stars and the moon, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

There were horseshoes behind him, and the knights immediately followed.

The appearance of these undead skeletons has turned the bad feeling in Kant's heart into reality. If there is no problem in the depths of the desert, then these undead skeletons will never appear.

After all, the expeditions from the Greymane Kingdom never found these skeletons a few months ago!

"That sandstorm."

Kant gritted his teeth.

In his heart, he had already guessed the truth of the matter.

Just after that sandstorm, demons appeared in the ancient passage, and undead appeared in the depths of the Naron Desert. If there was no connection between them, he would never believe it!

Taking a deep breath, Kant felt a little solemn in his heart.

But what about even the dead.

At least the 55 elites he brought this time, even thousands of similar undead skeletons can rampage and rush through the sea of ​​​​skeletons. This is the confidence of the elite troops!

But Kant still had a vague sense of unease in his heart.

Looking at the depths of the desert ahead, subconsciously clenched the reins: "What the hell is there?"