Chapter 518 The Angel of Death
and Masno stood side by side at the embassy window. When Iron Wolf saw the zombie dragon shrouded in moonlight and carrying a vampire behind it, he couldn't help but sigh, "Oh,
this guy can figure it out." Yes, I spent a lot of time looking for it."
Masnuo remained silent, staring intently at the zombie dragon whose body was full of flies above the city. All its gorgeous scales fell off, leaving only its dark red muscles. Attached to bone.
The evil blue flames in its eyes showed that it was completely controlled by the vampire, without any sense of self.
The wooden window could not withstand the strength of the champion warrior and made a creaking sound. He whispered,
"I will kill her, and you prepare to teleport the spell to get the Flame Knight who is on standby in the palace." "
This is not in line with what we have done before. Plan, if you take action now, it may cause misunderstandings among the Patriot Army, although the so-called 'generals' have already misunderstood us enough." Iron Wolf scratched his face with his hands curiously, he didn't have much feelings for the dragon, But it's not difficult to kill a vampire.
"I will take action as Malthael, not Masno."
"Okay, okay, the Angel of Death brings death to vampires again. This is really a good story." Iron Wolf shrugged and said Just do this, who made the man next to him the second in command of the army.
......
Jacqueline was a little excited. She rode a zombie dragon and flew above the embassy called the Dragon Kingdom, capturing a group of barbarian soldiers who tried to resist the dark kingship. This gave her a sense of satisfaction that she hadn't felt in a long time.
With a very morbid meaning, she glanced at the embassy, which only had two rooms with lights, with her black eyes, and licked her sexy lips.
After the 'General' is captured, the Caledor Embassy will be destroyed. Even if the Dragon Prince brings the dragon to the old world, he will only become an obedient puppet with a few recently dead dragons.
After a brief psychological suggestion, Jacqueline commanded the flying beast under her to rush towards the frightened barbarians in the street. Not only the Patriot Army knew the beheading tactic, but Lamia was also good at "beheading".
As for the street below, Rascal held a cigarette in his mouth and asked the guard beside him who was on guard with an extra-large musket, "
Which one do you think is more powerful, this zombie dragon or the black dragons of Druchi?"
The guard He looked a little nervous, but I'm afraid this was just to paralyze the vampire above him.
He showed a face that seemed to be a bitter smile, but also a sneer, "I don't know, but I only know one thing, she will die again soon." Rascal shrugged and exhaled. He didn't expect the Lahmian
vampire to be so easy to deceive. I thought the so-called Machiavellian family was so smart that they didn't notice such a simple separation temptation.
There are many mortal officers under Plokin who have been risking their lives to send intelligence to the Patriot Army. After the vampire knight entered the city, he has been paying attention to the movements in the underground tomb, trying to use several secret passages to form a pincer attack from both front and back to defeat the port defenders. Eliminate it.
After he knew that all the elite commandos of the Patriot Army had gathered into the secret passage, he would definitely personally lead someone to cut off one of the general's arms.
As the Lahmian vampires who have actual control over the undead, they must also know the news, so the general will be used as human flesh bait to go from the port to the Caledor Embassy near the central square.
"It's time to exhale, prepare to disperse." The guard's words reminded the general, who dropped the cigarette in his mouth and began to run away from the center of the exhalation.
It's not like they haven't dealt with giant dragons before. At least Druchi's black dragon seems to be more oppressive than these zombie dragons.
A group of black breath mixed with green mist suddenly protruded, and a large amount of toxic gas surged on the ground. A few weeds that were too close were just on the edge, and they accidentally touched the escaping gas, and immediately turned yellow. withered.
"Not dead?!" Jacqueline felt a touch of surprise in her heart. You must know that when facing a giant beast, the fear in the human heart will stop involuntarily. Even if the zombie dragon is dead, it is still a giant dragon.
Moreover, the time it took for the breath to reach the ground was less than ten seconds, so they were able to dodge the attack so quickly.
The vampire suddenly sensed that this was a conspiracy. The guards who had originally looked scared suddenly changed their expressions and became extremely calm. They raised several thigh-thick muskets and aimed at the sky. She suddenly sneered. These Kisli ladies thought they could reverse the situation with gunpowder weapons, but little did they know that night was the vampire's home court.
Several special beast-hunting cannons are aimed at the flying zombie dragon. These weapons are called beast-hunting cannons to avoid suspicion. They are designed to fight against the flying behemoth, which is Druchi's black dragon. .
The silver-white iron pillar with a diameter of forty centimeters flew straight out, and its speed turned into a silver-white shadow in the dark night.
But the body of a vampire cannot be speculated according to common sense. The keen vision is enough to be called the Lord of the Night. When Jacqueline saw the iron pillar flying out, she was already ready to use magic to deal with the enemy.
A purple-black vortex suddenly appeared in front of the zombie dragon, and the strong storm sucked the cannonballs into it, unable to rotate in the counterclockwise direction.
"General."
Without the guard's reminder, the general already knew that the hunting cannon had lost its effectiveness. This thing was quite effective when used against some fear lords with black dragon mounts, but it was not effective against a vampire who had served Neferata for thousands of years. Lord, maybe it's still a little bit worse.
Spitting out spit that smelled like smoke, Rascal walked out of the darkness, looked up at the gorgeous vampire on the back of the zombie dragon, and shouted loudly, "How about making a deal." "
Mortal
, what qualifications do you have with Midnight?" You've tortured so many of my lovely daughters to death when you're doing business with dignitaries, and you still want to survive!"
Rascoul opened his fingers and counted, "One, two, three..."
After finding that the calculation was a little unclear, he just Can raise his head again, with a helpless expression on his face, "Sorry, I don't know how many vampires have died at the hands of the Patriot Army. Although they are all quite beautiful, the Patriot Army are all normal men who treat dead people. Whether you are interested or not, you can only throw it into prison and see if those death row inmates dare to touch it."
Sensing this obvious irritation, Jacqueline smiled, but her smile was extremely cruel.
This was a layout to lure him, drawing Plokin's attention to the underground tomb, letting the general go out as a bait, thinking that he could be killed with these elven gunpowder weapons, and then drag the zombie dragon to the Caledor embassy.
She clapped her hands and called loudly, "Come out, my pets."
Several bloodthirsty ghosts followed their master's orders and emerged from the dark tower, flying in front of the zombie dragon, using their flesh and blood as cover.
Scarlet light began to appear in Jacqueline's hands, and the power of Nagash's gaze was enough to tear through the fragile armor, turning him into a miserable person who was hoarse and rolling on the spot.
"It's a pity that your elf master won't save you, and I won't let you surrender. Just die here, a mortal who thinks you can save the world!" There was a trace of interest in Raskel's eyes. He dared to come here
. , definitely confident.
Although Iron Wolf's strength is not clear, he still has some idea of what the other two equally-named humans are like. Killing this vampire is definitely not a problem.
"Oh, it's a pity that you might die again." The words coming from behind made Jacqueline a little scared.
A man in a gray silk hood appeared on the back of the zombie dragon at some point, holding two curved swords that exuded the aura of death.
Before she could react, the two cold lights had turned into the last images.
(End of chapter)