Vol 2 Chapter 368: Ghostly Black Mist

Vol 2 Chapter 368: Ghostly Black Mist

The greatest contempt for the enemy is not taunting or provocation, but the belief that the enemy will never fight back. Such contempt often costs a heavy price. Just like the current Manda, it has been going smoothly, and has just completed the alliance with Bluestone City, so that he has forgotten all the enemies outside the city.

In the early morning, Stanley heard the long-lost horn in his sleep, and the enemy outside Heishui City attacked! This is the first time they have launched an offensive since Larne and Huaturo were captured.

The Great Wolf Prize, Huaturo led a team of soldiers, lined up the shield formation, and slowly advanced towards Heishui City.

Rahn Pigou walked beside Huaturo holding his shield, feeling uneasy.

"What is your purpose for doing this? With our current strength, it is impossible to capture Heishui City!"

Vaturuo smiled and said: "How many times will I tell you that I have no plans to capture Heishui City, I want Monchik to hand over Heishui City obediently."

"Do you think it's possible? Monchik won't leave the city at all!"

"He will be out of the city unless he wants to watch Stanley die!" While speaking, Vatuuro looked at the man next to him. The man was eight feet tall, wearing a black robe, and his huge hood covered him. Face.

Rahn's eyesight is very good, but from any angle, he can't see the man's face, not even the outline, as if there is only a hole under the hood.

When they reached the middle of the mountain, the soldiers stopped, and Huaturo ordered a shield formation to resist the enemy's first attack.

The black-robed man asked: "Which is Stanley?"

His voice was very low and it made Lahn's chest hurt. Vaturo pointed to the enemy army and said, "That short fat guy riding a horse is."

Rahn squeezed a sweat: "Where is he sacred?"

Vaturuo smiled and said: "He is my friend and owes me a great favor. Look at it, all the humiliation we have suffered from Monchik, today we have to ask for it!"

The man made no sound, walked alone in front of the shield formation, and pointed to Stanley under the city: "Humpty Dumpty, come here!"

Stanley was taken aback and couldn't help but smile. When he was a ruffian, he had seen many similar scenes before, but he had never seen such a straightforward provocation on the battlefield.

Does he want to win solo?

Stanley wanted to move his muscles and bones very much, but he could think about it. He gave up this idea. As the master, he couldn't do such unnecessary adventures. But today he decided to change his tactics. Instead of letting the cavalry charge first, he let the dead bodies line up. It's a good shield formation, and it's a head-to-head contest with the enemy, and then let the archer reap from behind. Anyway, the living corpse doesn't care about getting a few more arrows.

The biggest advantage of this tactic is that it can reduce the casualties of the cavalry. In the past few battles, Stanley has saved a lot of living corpses. Through continuous cultivation, he has become more and more skilled in the control of living corpses. More than 60 living corpses were taken at the same time. He raised his shields, lined up in three rows, and walked towards the enemy with great momentum, through the thick fog of the dawn, it looked like a team of well-trained infantry.

"A follower of Pluto?" the black-robed man asked.

Larn reminded: "Be careful, there is the fire of the underworld hidden in their bodies!"

"I see." Seeing the living corpse approaching, the man still stood at the forefront of the team, as if still waiting for a chance to fight Stanley.

Stanley didn't mean to single-handedly at all. Thousands of archers followed the living corpse.

Rahn wanted to remind him one more word, but he saw Vatuuro wave his hand and said: "Don't say more, he has a bad temper."

Stanley stood quietly under the city, preparing the cavalry for the attack. Vaguely, he had a bad premonition, and this black robe man seemed to be uncomfortable.

Manda, standing on the head of the city, was also a little nervous. Stanley's tactics were too risky. If the shield of the living corpse was broken, the archers behind him would be crushed by the infantry.

But then I think about it, the living corpses are not that easy to break through, their bodies are extremely strong, and they also hide the fire of the underworld, unless the man can break through the shield formation with his own power.

While thinking about it, the man rushed to the living corpse first. His speed was not fast, but Manda couldn’t see his figure clearly. It might be because of the morning mist. Manda only saw a cloud of black air. Drifting in the mist.

Stanley blew the horn, the archer opened the bow and let out his arrows. Manda could see very clearly from the top of the city. Many feather arrows hit the man, but the feather arrows fell on him and immediately disappeared. Did not pass through his body, did not fall behind him, did not evade, nor was it a skill similar to the virtual body, where did those feather arrows go?

Manda was wondering. Suddenly the man came to the living corpse. The living corpse in front raised the shield, the living corpse in the back stabbed a long sword, and the third row of living corpses stabbed a spear, although it was just a simple tactical action. , But the cooperation is very structured.

Stanley smiled triumphantly, but he didn't expect that the three living corpses in the same row were wrapped in the figure of the man at the same time, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

No, this is a high-level powerhouse!

Seeing a gap in the shield formation, Stanley hurriedly manipulated the living corpses and let them surround the man. Unfortunately, the living corpse moved too slowly and was surrounded by the man easily. A living corpse hugged the man from behind, and Stanley did not. The hesitation allowed him to release the fire of the underworld.

The body of the living corpse exploded, and the dark green flame just gushed out, but it was wrapped in black shadow again, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared again.

In order to surround the black-robed man, the corpse shield was in chaos, and Huaturo took the opportunity to order the infantry to charge.

The archer was at a loss. Seeing that the man approached, he actually aimed all the targets at him, failing to immediately block the infantry who rushed towards them.

Stanley knew it was not good, and immediately led the cavalry to launch a charge. The black-robed man shuttled through the bow and arrow and came to Stanley in a blink of an eye.

Stanley raised his lance to stab at the black-robed man. The black-robed man did not dodge. He pierced his body with the lance, like a bottomless hole. A powerful suction hit, forcing Stanley to release the lance, and the lance sank. The man’s body disappeared quickly.

What kind of monster is this? In amazement, the man grabbed Stanley’s horse, his body turned into a black mist, and soon wrapped the horse’s head, the horse neighed hard, kicked and kicked, broke the black mist, but also threw Stanley under the horse. .

Stanley stood up, pointed at the head of the black-clothed man and shouted, "Pain!"

This time the attack finally worked. The man took two steps back with a bitter cry, turned into a black mist, circled around Stanley, and tried to sneak attack.

Stanley was worried that his opponent would go behind him, he stretched out his finger again, pointing to the sky and said: "Darkness!"

Stanley only used his skills in a small area to plunge a few feet around him into darkness. In the darkness, he could clearly know the opponent's position, but the opponent could not see him. This was the best way to prevent a sneak attack.

But he miscalculated. The opponent is better at fighting in the dark than him. Stanley clearly felt that the opponent was walking behind him. When he wanted to turn around, he was already wrapped in the opponent's figure.

It felt like a vortex in the deep sea. Stanley's body was constantly being pulled into an unimaginable abyss. He heard countless terrible wailing and roars, as if countless ghosts were dragging him to hell. .

He pierced the long sword into the ground and tried to stabilize his body. However, it was futile to do so. The long sword was broken, and his body was slowly falling. In despair, Stanley let out a wailing Suddenly seeing the black mist suddenly dispersed, Stanley fell heavily to the ground.

The black mist condensed and turned into the figure of a black-clothed man again, his body was poked a hole, as if blood was flowing out.

It was Manda. At the moment of life and death, Manda rushed out of the city and prodded the man in black with a gold finger.

The black-robed man snarled, "Are you Munchick?"

Manda did not respond, and rushed to the black-clothed man with his clone left and right.

The black-clothed man tried to turn his body into a black mist, but Manda's speed was too fast and he poked another hole in him.

The black-robed man flew up into the air wailing, then swooped down and wrapped his body around a manda.

He chose the wrong target, this manda is fake.

After Manda’s clone was wrapped in the man in black, he quickly lost his ability to move. Seeing that it was about to be absorbed into the body by the man in black, the real Manda came behind the man in black, and all ten fingers were inserted into the man in black. The body, madly torn.

In the severe pain, the man in black let go of Manda’s clone and fled back to his army. Manda quickly took the clone back. After all, this is part of his body. There was a small mouth left on his body, but if the entire clone disappeared, Manda could not imagine what the consequences would be.

Under the joint command of Manda and Stanley, the chaotic battle situation gradually became order, and the advantages of the cavalry gradually came into play. The battle lasted all morning, and Huaturo led his army to retreat.

Although he was victorious, the casualties in the campaign were not small. Stanley felt deeply self-blame, but fortunately, Manda didn't go into it.

After lunch, Manda slept, until dusk woke up, still feeling very tired.

After dinner, Manda rested early, not thinking about this night, he had a terrible nightmare.