Chapter 560 Unwilled Eyes

"How much are the skeletons in the thorny mud?" Si Dinghan turned his head and looked at Philpool and Emila with his last hope and asked.

"A lot." Ai Lin's voice sounded.

"You have never been here like me before. How do you know so much!" Si Dinghan shouted.

"Look at it yourself." Ai Lin clicked the front.

"..."

Si Dinghan was immediately petrified.

In the wilderness, there seems to be wild bamboo shoots growing out.

But it's not a real bamboo shoot, but a dense skeleton hand.

"How can there be more than weeds! Is the wilderness of this thorny swamp a mass grave?" In the next second, Si Dinghan suddenly went crazy.

The muddy ground is constantly surging, and the dense skeleton hands are constantly sticking out of the mud.

In many one-meter-square land, more than a dozen skeleton hands have been stretched out, and they have not yet ended. In the deeper soil, there are also skeleton hands constantly stretching out.

"The thorny swamp itself is the era of the Dragon War. It is the place where the orc coolie army of the evil dragon king reproduces and works. There used to be rich tin ore and iron ore here. In the end, even the mountains were dug and smelting destroyed the environment here. Finally, such a thorny swamp was formed. In the era of the Dragon War, it was mixed later. In the chaotic wizarding era, at least hundreds of thousands of orcs died here.

The zombie face Filpo's face turned blue. "And in addition to the orcs, there used to be lizards and weasels who were lower than orcs. Their ethnic group was also very large. In the later stage of the Dragon War, the evil dragon king's legion was defeated and there was a shortage of military food. After the lizards and weasels were finally eaten by the orcs here as food.

"..."

Si Dinghan couldn't help but feel like he wanted to vomit.

"Uncle Leng Yue, Uncle Philpu, how about the combat effectiveness of the skeleton warrior summoned by this warlock weapon?" Ai Lin asked with an unusually solemn face.

At this time, the skeletons crawling out of the ground have been dense, and the muddy ground in the wilderness in sight is like a farmland that has just harvested potatoes. It is already full of potholes and has been turned over, but there are still continuous skeleton hands stretching out in the soil.

And all the skeletons drilled out of the soil are not as weak and incomplete as he thought before.

Every incomplete part of a skeleton has a magic power to condense. In the end, each skeleton becomes very complete after drilling out of the soil, and all the magic power is completely condensed and precipitated. The bones of each skeleton also seem to have completely changed the material, becoming black and oily, shining with a metallic luster. It looks like oiled black iron.

"According to the record, like the disaster of white bones, this kind of skeleton warrior has nothing to do with their strength in life. They are all bones absorb the same skill power. The strength will not be very strong, and they will not play magic skills. It's just a close combat. The strength is probably equivalent to the melee strength of the magician who opens two or three doors." Philpu said.

"What's the use of discussing the strength of these skeleton warriors now? The most critical number is too many. Even if they line up for us to fight, we can break up one with one punch, and we can't win. And their bodies are at least like physical blades. We don't have the strength. If we lose resistance, we will be completely torn to pieces by them!" Si Dinghan didn't dare to open his eyes and shouted with his eyes closed.

Lin Luolan rarely did not scold him as an idiot.

Because although Si Dinghan looks like an idiot, at least he is right this time.

Perhaps this order of magnitude skeleton legion was only pure cannon fodder for some Justice Legions in the Dragon War era, because the legions at that time were also very large, moving tens of thousands of warlocks, and each legion also had many legendary warlock weapons.

But after experiencing the Dragon War and hundreds of years of chaotic wizarding era, the magnitude of the legion can no longer be compared with the previous one.

No legion can annihilate such a huge number of skeleton legions.

Even the elite legion magician who opened four or five magic doors is not such an opponent of such a skeleton after the depletion of magic particles and physical strength.

"Uncle Philpu, Uncle Leng Yue, there is nothing wrong with what Si Dinghan said. In this case, there is only one way to see if it can be destroyed." But there was still no panic in Erin's eyes. His warlike eyes fell on the huge dark purple crystal door.

The voice that seems to be chanted by countless people is real.

Ai Lin can feel the sound waves of the air, constantly causing the fluctuation of the surrounding magic power.

It seems that in this huge dark purple crystal door, the oscillation of each crystal particle naturally causes such a chanting sound, and then the interlocking reaction causes a stronger magic fluctuation.

Lin Luolan's cold eyes also ignited a blazing flame.

As long as this evil dragon king's weapon itself can be destroyed, there should be no more skeleton warriors generated continuously, right?

"It's useless."

Filpur also closed his eyes in pain. "The Philloze Fortress is destined to fall, and the skeleton army and the orc and monster army of the thorny swamp are destined to sweep the Kingdom of Dowa."

"Why?"

Ai Lin took a breath and asked.

"Because this weapon of the evil dragon king is said to be refined by the power of the evil dragon king to extract his own bones and blood. Any magic power that attacks it can only give it more power sources. Leng Yue's voice also sounded, "And in the era of the Dragon War, no magician has seen its original form. Every time it sees it, it appears with the Skull Legion, which is already such a huge door to the rebirth of evil spirits, just like countless necromancers chanting in it. Its last appearance was in the final battle of the hanging city of your Aiqi Kingdom. In that battle, after the fall of the evil dragon king, it disappeared. I didn't expect it to appear here today, and let us see its original form, an iron-gray crystal coffin.

"Does any attack work?" Ai Lin was stunned.

"The magicians in the era of the Dragon War have tried to attack this door of evil spirit rebirth by various means, but they have failed. The final way is to consume all the skeleton warriors." Leng Yue shook her head.

Lin Luolan's hands and feet were completely cold, and even the blood flowing in his body seemed to be so cold that there was no temperature.

So many efforts have been made before... so many people fought desperately, the sacrifice of the Feixin Fish Column... The last battle of so many spirits in the Wall of Spirits... These are all in order to finally be able to defend the Fieroze Fortress.

Even if it is inevitable that more people will die in battle, even if you finally sacrifice here, as long as you can defend the Fierozze fortress, it is worth it.

But now it's just the door to the rebirth of evil spirits, which makes these meaningless?

"Alin, what are you going to do?"

At the moment when everyone was silent, Si Dinghan suddenly shouted in laughter.

Without any sign, Ai Lin's body made a detonation, and he began to rush at full speed towards the huge dark purple crystal door.

"Wh!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Luolan was the first to follow.

"What can he do?"

Leng Yue and Phil Pu and others looked at each other, and a glimmer of hope flashed in their hearts.

All the giants and orcs still dare not stop them and dodged like a tide.

"Boom!"

When it was still forty or fifty meters away from the dark purple crystal door, Erin's body suddenly shook and crashed back.

This is a huge invisible force, a completely invisible transparent resistance layer.

Ai Lin's body landed without any hesitation. He used all his strength and punched at the invisible transparent anti-layer in front of him.

"Boom!"

Countless power lines were broken, and his body collapsed again.

He stopped and didn't do anything more. He just looked up at the dark purple crystal door.

"How's it going?"

Lin Luolan flashed beside him and turned his head to look at him and asked.

But when he only saw the look on Ai Lin's face, Lin Luolan's heart fell to the bottom.

Elin's face has been distorted.

A kind of anger and unwillingness that Lin Lolan had never seen before permeated his twisted face.

"Bastard! Are you the bishop of the Holy Coffin? Get out of here and fight with me!"

Suddenly, Ai Lin roared unprecedentedly in front of him.

Only Erin himself knows that the collision between his body and this dark purple crystal door has formed a delicate balance between devouring and devouring.

His body absorbed some of the power of the dark purple crystal door, and even many magic granules appeared in his body. But at the same time, he also felt that this dark purple crystal door also devoured many of his magic granules. The total amount of magic granules in his body did not increase or decrease.

This balance made him understand that even his body could never destroy this dark purple crystal door.

But did you admit defeat like this?

Have the sacrifices of so many Royal Thorn Legion magicians have been in vain?

How can this be willing!

"I don't care if you are the bishop of the Holy Coffin or someone else... I swear, I will definitely knock you down!"

ai lin made an unprecedented roar again.

Even if it is impossible to defeat today... but as long as the cultivation and strength exceed the strength of the weapon itself, it must... be able to win!

In Ai Lin's roar, Si Dinghan was also stunned.

Even he felt that kind of strong unwillingness. In his mind, he thought of those Fetion Fish Column Warriors and those base armor Warriors who were determined to die.

"Retreat... Uncle Philpool, let the Royal Thorn Legion retreat."

At this time, he heard Erin's voice again. He turned his head and only saw Erin's red eyes, looking firmly at Philpool and Amyra.

"I will stay behind, drag this skeleton legion as much as possible, and give your legion more retreat time."

(It's so slow, but it seems to be in a better state.)