Chapter 273
The Blood-stained Constellation is the most cost-effective to gradually improve the combat power in the battle.
However, the opponent's explosive power is too strong, and Rosaria does not want to be killed instantly, so she took this way to improve her combat power.
The momentum surged, and the surrounding divine power surged towards her like a vortex.
"Go to hell!"
Without saying a word, Rosaria swung her sword and slashed.
The ferocious Gluttony Greatsword rapidly enlarged in Chica's eyes, and the greatsword was still stained with a strong bloody smell.
Chica felt a palpitation for some reason and quickly raised his hand to defend.
However, a shocking thing happened. The Gluttony Greatsword cut through the hard arm of the rotten corpse as if it was cutting tofu. What's even more weird is that Chica watched his arm being cut off, but before his hand fell to the ground, it turned into a blood line and was absorbed by the Gluttony Greatsword.
"What, this is impossible!" Chica's pupils shook.
"Don't talk nonsense, you should stay in the grave, oh no, you should be eaten."
Rosaria smiled horribly, elegant and ferocious, and launched an attack resolutely.
Countless shadows of great swords flashed in the air, accompanied by thunderous explosions, and slashed loudly.
Chica immediately mobilized all his strength, poured energy into his feet, and left the slashing range as quickly as possible.
"Boom boom!"
The gravel flew everywhere, and the floor cracked.
Chica dodged a few times, and just as he stood still, he was shocked by the dozens of meters long cracks on the stone slab. He didn't expect that the corrupted creatures and humans mixed together, and they actually had such powerful power.
If the fierce attack just now hit, it would definitely cause huge damage.
"Fortunately, I dodged it. Haha, the magic skill is really unusual." Chica laughed strangely.
"Oh?" Rosaria raised her eyebrows, "Who told you that this is a magic skill? It's just an ordinary sword swing. This move is a magic skill."
After speaking,
Rosaria's power was boiling: "Second-level magic skill, endless slash!"
Countless waves of sword energy, tens of meters wide, swept with rich blood, slashed out layer by layer.
Looking at the gray in front of him, Chica said in a daze: "Ah?"
Chica wanted to continue to retreat, but turned his head and saw Ashina holding a spear, and the ferocious dragon wolf beside him was staring at him with resentful eyes.
"Second-level magic skill, extreme cold killing spear!"
The two unreasonable and tyrannical attacks were like meteorites breaking through the atmosphere, with full visual effects.
The blue bricks on the ground were blown away layer by layer, rolled into the air, and then annihilated into powder.
"Stop, Rosaria, I'm your uncle..."
Chica's cry was directly drowned in the overbearing explosion glare.
Field was hiding in a distant house and spying. He was almost blown away by the violent energy ripples. When he stood still again, his hair had turned into a cool afro.
"Ahem."
After the aftermath, there was dust and scattered ashes everywhere. Field was tidying up his hair while anxiously observing the battle situation.
A strong wind blew and the dust was immediately scattered. Tisifa supported her body, her body was covered in blood, but the fighting spirit in her eyes was burning. She held a bloody dog head and threw it aside and said, "My lord, I have fulfilled my mission."
The fourth-level corpse dog was killed by Alison and Tisifa together.
"Alison has gone to help." Tisifa flicked her fingers and flicked the sword in her hand, making a pleasant sound. "I believe we can take down the corpse lord soon. Let's wait for a while."
"Yes."
Field nodded. With three second-level God Chosen, it was enough to take down Chica, even if it had the home advantage of Starry Night City.
In the center of the Starry Night City battlefield, Chica was in a mess. There was almost no good skin and flesh on his body. The whole person was almost blown out of human form. The whole body was covered with death and frost, but the magical thing was that there was a constant flow of corrupt energy into his body.
When he opened his eyes, he saw three God Chosen staring at him covetously. Chica knew he was going to die. He opened his cheekless mouth and said unwillingly: "Rosaria, what on earth made you betray and corrupt!"
"My Lord's body temperature." Rosaria smiled jokingly, "At least, I will have a way out, instead of being abandoned here like you."
"Okay, okay." Chica was almost choked to death.
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, go to hell."
Under the joint efforts of the crowd, the corpse lord barely raised his hands twice, but his physical strength was quickly drained, and he felt dizzy.
"I am not willing! I have obviously obtained true immortality!"
Unable to fight back, Chica could only burst out with a miserable howl.
The howl seemed to have magic, and it echoed to the castle deep in the gray fog.
The woman lying in the coffin slowly opened her eyes, stretched out her slender white arms, and lightly pushed open the heavy stone coffin.
"Pure White, my appointed frontier minister Chica wantsDead, Acorn, Ophelia and Rosaria who stayed in the Night Territory have lost their perception. Is this how you command the corrupted army? "
The woman turned her head, her long, smooth hair like a waterfall, lazily falling down, covering the big rabbit and willow waist.
"Oh? Are they all dead? That's great. I can get less food in the future. The only pity is that I didn't eat them. "
Pure White sat on a lion statue, swinging her calves: "The Night Territory is easy to attack and difficult to defend. It's perfect to throw it out as bait. The three outer territories need to be abandoned. The corrupted creatures produced there are even weaker and have no use value. "
"No value?" The woman in the coffin, her eyes like the best emeralds, shining: "I hope the decision is right, not a joke."
Pure White played with the music box in her hand, feeling the fierce killing intent, she was not afraid: "Good children will not question the superiors."
"Hehe. "
The woman did not comment, stepped out of the coffin, walked out with a cat-like step, her whole body was snow-white, and trembled from time to time.
The whole person exuded a charm.
"Corruption requires attack, killing, and continuous attack and continuous killing. Not conspiracy, we must quickly kill all the lives in the world, there is no time to waste. "
"Don't rush, the superiors have their own plans. "Pure White said with a smile, "If we don't pursue change, we will only keep hitting the walls of mankind with our heads, and then repeat the same mistakes. Wisdom and strength are equally important."
"It's not a good idea to gain wisdom. I would rather abandon everything and only keep strength." Taking a deep breath, the woman seemed to compromise, "Try it, but I will kill the person who occupies the Night Territory with my own hands, and I will taste his despair. "
Pure White covered her mouth and smiled harmlessly: "No problem, dear lady, put on some clothes before going out. Although it does not affect the defense, the corrupted monsters I raise may have evil thoughts when they see you like this, such as asking you to give birth to a baby or something, well, it may be a whole litter. "
"You should also sleep more." The woman swung her hand casually, and the divine power immediately wove a thin and transparent gauze dress to put on, "I will open your brain now, and it must be empty inside."
On the other side.
Rosaria cut off the neck of the corpse lord with a sword, and the resentful dragon wolf also pounced on it, directly tearing off half of the corpse's body and throwing it around as if to vent anger.
And on the south wall of Starry Night City, a large number of burning corpses rushed to the top of the city wall from the holes that were previously dug.
The soldiers of the Night Lord blocked the passage, and the two sides were fighting crazily in the closed passage of the city wall.
"No retreat, the second team will continue to push on, slaves, go boil water and string the crossbows, whoever wants to escape I will send him to hell! "
Yobate shouted until his throat was hoarse. He had killed three slaves with his own hands. He glanced at the city unconsciously and prayed silently: My lord, you must win.
Just then, a shrill roar was heard.
The ordinary corpses that were attacking frantically suddenly collapsed like headless flies, turning into a pile of loose sand, slashing around in confusion, and then running around randomly. The corpses under the corner of the wall no longer drilled into the hole.
The remaining thousands of corpses could no longer pose a threat to the army.
The corpses ran into the fire and were burned to death, or pushed and trampled each other. Only a few of them still wanted to attack humans, but the scattered corpses were no match for the army.
After pushing the corpses out of the passage of the city wall and blocking the passage, the soldiers on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, they fell to the ground in a mess, and their bodies had no strength at all.
