Five silver wolves were like a silver arrow and pierced into the brigade of bones. The formation of hundreds of skeletons was very thick in depth, but they still could not stop the silver wolves from charging. Under the violent impact, the skeletons flew into the sky in pieces. Some were already scattered in the air. Although the others could still remain the same, they could no longer participate in the attack again. The silver wolves were like the wind on the grassland, hanging by the skeletons without a moment of stay.

"Haha, this feeling is so good." Catherine rode on the wolf's back and shouted loudly in the face of the strong wind: "This is the battle belonging to the knight, this is the joy belonging to the knight."

"Then hurry up." Panis patted the Silver Wolf's neck. The Silver Wolf's speed increased again. He quickly chased Catherine and rode forward with her: "From now on, we probably won't have time to rest. The undead will not give us the chance to camp and set up magic circles, so we can only move forward all the way and solve the problem before our strength is exhausted."

"And it's better not to drag it until the night." Lina and Marcia also chased after her. Lina covered her mouth to fight against the wind: "If you lose the sunshine, the combat power of the undead will be greatly improved. Although it cannot reach the level of improvement, it cannot be underestimated. If you face undead of this size, it may not be so simple to rush over."

"In other words, do we have only seven or eight hours to solve the problem?" Catherine thought for a while, and suddenly tapped the shield with her sword: "Enough, keep the speed and continue to charge with me. Marcia, guide the direction."

"Follow the foot of the mountain to the east." Marcia raised the heavy sword with one hand and pointed to the east: "Since we have mounts, we don't have to drill the path like I did at that time. Just walk along the grassland and go directly to the side of Guichui Mountain, which can be much faster."

"Did Ghost Cry Mountain?" Catherine waved her shield and knocked off a skeleton and asked in confusion: "Since it is the ancestral cemetery of this orc tribe. Why is it named such a strange name? Could it be that it has only been changed in recent decades?"

"It's not a later change." Marcia shook her head and said, "But I don't know why. This name has been circulating for thousands of years, and no one should know the reason now. But this name seems quite appropriate."

"Be careful." Panis suddenly turned around on the wolf's back and used the bowstring to flew a bone arrow into the air to avoid hurting Vivian on his back: "The skeleton archers have come out, pay attention to the long-range weapon. The penetration of the bone arrow is not bad, don't start getting injured as soon as you get here."

"Will there be a skeleton mage?" Marcia waved her heavy sword and smashed the skull of a skeleton: "Although I haven't seen it last time, if there is a skeleton mage, it would be a big trouble."

"Unless there is a corpse witch here." Panis made three arrows in a row. One shot the bone arrow that flew away again, and the other shot broke the bone bow of the skeleton archer. The last one shot directly into the skeleton's eye socket: "Only the corpse witch can trigger the generation of the skeleton wizard, so everyone is still looking forward to not being able to encounter the corpse witch, otherwise... I don't want to see the appearance of the sea of ​​magic."

"League! Gathering!" Catherine raised the one-handed sword, and a pillar of light that soared into the sky condensed on the sword. In an instant, the other four people and their mounts were shrouded in glimmer at the same time, as if they were spontaneously echoing Catherine's call.

"This skill will tie everyone together. Don't worry about falling behind before the time limit is over." Catherine waved her shield and shouted: "There is no need to control the direction of the Silver Wolf by herself. They will automatically take me as the core under the traction of the skill. Everyone should attack with confidence."

The assembly of the knight's high-level skill legislature is the best skill when the large army launches attacks. Once the skill is activated, all the cavalry in the envelope will be blessed, making the legion a whole and turning into an eternal nightmare for the opponent. If the undead can still dream, then they must feel that they have fallen into a nightmare. The running silver wolf is like a rampage-clad bull. Any enemy standing in the road will be ruthlessly crushed by them, and any intention to stop them from moving forward will be completely lost.

"Glory! Assault!" The former skill appeared again. Behind Catherine, no. Behind everyone, a large number of phantoms appeared. The swallowtail flag and the square flag were flying high in the air. The heavy knights wrapped in armor were riding silently under the flag. Under the metal mask was the hot fighting spirit, and the cold light of steel flowed on the weapons.

The knights' welcome prompted the horses to run rapidly on the earth, but did not make any sound, like a silent silent drama, but anyone who thinks it is just a welcome will undoubtedly be hit hard.

In fact, the 100 phantoms of the Honor assault also have a certain impact force. Although they cannot be compared with the Golden-level Knights, they often receive miraculous effects when facing troops composed of ordinary people or even low-level professionals. This is why people believe that several Golden-level knights can often face small legions of hardships.

The torrent of steel composed of phantoms rolled by, and the skeletons blocking the road were hit, trampled, and trampled. There was no need for others to finish the attack. A large number of enemies could be eliminated by trampling alone. There were several skeleton knights of silver or even gold grades, but in the face of the glory assault, these undead were still torn apart like paper, and even the hard body could not resist the charge for glory and victory.

"The first front, breaking through." Catherine held up her one-handed sword and cheered for victory: "Victory is ultimately ours!"

After the assault, the rushing phantoms disappeared one by one, and the flags disappeared one by one. Maybe it was an illusion, but these dissipated knights gave people an illusion full of satisfaction. When the last phantom disappeared, Catherine put down the raised sword, gasped violently for a while before speaking: "It is too physically exhausting to launch the glory assault with all her strength. I need to slow down, and the enemy will be handed over to you in the next round."

"Leave it to me." Marcia shot the giant sword, turned her eyes to another group of dead souls close to a thousand in the distance, and said calmly: "The God of War will always guide us to victory."

"Thank you," Katherine thanked and asked by the way, "Where did you go the farthest when you walked in?"

"Ghost Crying Mountain is halfway through." Riding on the back of the wolf and facing a large number of undead blocking the road, Marcia calmly wiped the sharpness of the giant sword: "I know what you want to ask, but I didn't go deep into Ghost Crying Mountain, so I just knew the approximate terrain."

"The terrain is OK," Catherine asked, "I'll introduce it to us in advance and let us understand it."

"First face the enemy, and then talk about it later." As the enemy got closer, the calm and gentle expression on Marcia's face became increasingly faint, and finally disappeared completely, changing into a desolate expression.

While the silver wolf was running, Marcia pressed the wolf's back with her left hand, and the man had already jumped out of the wolf's back like an arrow. The giant wolf she leveraged to stagger even staggered, which shows how powerful the press was.

Marcia jumped to mid-air at a speed faster than the Silver Wolf. When she passed the highest point and began to fall quickly, her body suddenly stopped in the air, completely violating the rules of gravity and rising again, jumping in the second stage of the air. After two jumps, Marcia had appeared more than 20 meters before the team, hanging in the air of five meters. When the moment of exertion of the current rushing force, Marcia suddenly clenched her fist with her left hand, and with the impact of the fall, she smashed from the air like a meteorite from top to bottom to the ground, and hit the edge of the skeleton group.

The speed of the dead didn't have time to react, so they could only watch Marcia smashing on his position with fighting spirit. With a huge roar, a shock wave composed of soil and weeds quickly spread around. When the smoke and dust dissipated, a circular pit with a depth of one meter and a radius of three meters was left on the soft grass, and Marcia, who was supposed to be in the pit, disappeared.

One attack was not enough to hit the passageway, so after the bombardment, Macia did not stay in place, but held the giant sword in both hands, and her body turned into a whirlwind, rolling forward in a straight line. Yes, it was a whirlwind. Macia took herself as the axis and held the giant sword and kept rotating continuously. With the inertia of the giant sword, it turned faster and faster. In the end, she could no longer see the figure in the center, and could only see a rotating stream of light passing through the sea of ​​undead. The giant sword was heavy and sharp, and was like a meat grinder in high-speed movement. No matter how strong the thing entered the coverage of the giant sword, it would be easily crushed without any lag.

The undead had no feelings, so there was no fear. The undead near the passage rushed up to the living who rushed into their positions without fear of death. However, this effort was destined to have no effect. The undead could only watch the storm formed by the sword blade passing through thousands of undeads, opening up a passage several meters wide.

The five silver wolves did not pause either. When Marcia began to rotate, everyone signaled that the silver wolves would start to accelerate, and followed Marcia forward without any obstacles ten meters away, relaxing like an outing. Behind the few people, the passage was closed again under the filling of the undead, but no matter what the undead did, it could no longer affect the adventure group that had passed.

Finally, shortly after penetrating the undead group, Marcia, who was spinning, slowly stopped. As soon as she stopped, Panis happened to appear beside her, holding her collar and throwing it back, accurately letting her ride on her wolf's back again.

"It's so dizzy." Marcia, who had just created a shocking effect, barely rode on the wolf's back, his body swaying, and he inserted the giant sword back into the scabbard with difficulty, and said in pain: "So I hate the sword blade storm, it's so dizzy."
Chapter completed!