I Made the Myth Template

The white wolf is more than 200 meters long and nearly 100 meters high. It looks much taller than the one from Bangalore.

Of course, in the battle of real life forms.

Body size is never the only factor that determines victory, just like just now, Bangerlot easily dealt with the two giant creatures Wanglaoji and Apacha. Facing the taller white wolf, Benjalot is also not afraid.

"I will prove myself and protect this homeland!"

The corpse lord who looked like a demon roared furiously, his body burning with soaring flames.

The dark red hellfire first rolled and exploded outwards, then suddenly explored and condensed, turning into a flaming red lotus.

In the sky, Benjalot roared up to the sky. After entering the state of military soul, he reached the highest peak in his life, without any reservations, the shot is a lore.

The layers of flaming red lotus collapsed inward layer by layer, and the power increased by one each time it collapsed. At the end, the power burst out was like the detonation of a nuclear weapon. A thousand times slower, you can clearly see that before the light came, the mountain had already begun to shake, the ground cracked and collapsed, and countless dust and gravel were splashed.

"This power..."

In the big tomb, Medea's eyes were also burning, and there was an inexorable tension on her face.

She clenched the long sword in her hand, but now she has lost the best time to enter the battle. Stepping into it will only make things more uncontrollable.

on the other side.

Sino didn't know where to draw a staff.

The slender fingers clenched tightly.

Transparent ripples bloomed from under his feet towards the surroundings, and the sacred Sanskrit sound came from the big tomb, as if something was reviving.

"Roar!!!!!"

And at the very center, the white wolf Brenhill, who was in the spotlight, was also unafraid.

She was a former Valkyrie, and she is also a template creature today. In terms of potential, she even surpassed her former self. At this moment, she is fully mobilizing her power. The resurrection of the holy corpse tore apart the cracks in the real universe and the subspace. When all the gorgeous colors receded, what emerged was a black hole that was difficult to peep into.

She recited mysterious words in her mouth, and the warp really responded.

The golden particles spread like waves with the white wolf at the center, rising and falling like tides. At this moment, she really looks like a Valkyrie from the peak period of the past, walking on the earth in the form of a god, reigning like the sun. In the world, hundreds of millions of aliens vanished wherever they went, bringing dawn to the desperate earth.

A butterfly-shaped creature faintly formed on the particle waves, and it seemed to dance in the vast stars.

With the infinite power like a galaxy and the golden radiation all over the sky, he flew towards Benjalot. There was no sound, and there was no more brilliant light. Some were just silent annihilation.

The chaotic energy and the breath of death were compressed to the extreme in the air and exploded.

A circle of translucent dark-colored ripples spread out like ocean waves. The earth was swept everywhere, and rushed into the distance under the shock wave.

A circle of eggshell-like transparent light curtains suddenly erupted in the big tomb, blocking the destructive energy from the outside. In the undead army, even though many bone mages and high-level undead reacted quickly and cast spells together, they still couldn't isolate the energy as easily as the big tomb.

The wall formed by the breath of death only existed for a moment.

Then it collapsed inch by inch in the ripples, and countless cracks appeared and burst out. The remaining energy was as soft as the evening wind, and when it blew through the army, one-third of the undead disappeared silently into dust.

"Damn it!"

Benjalot was severely injured, the skin on his body was torn to shreds, and every muscle and viscera was revealed.

Because its strength bonus comes from the army, and when the army suffers a large number of casualties, Benjalot's breath begins to decline from its peak state. On the contrary, the injuries on his body, because Benjalot himself is an undead, are not as scary as they look, basically they can only be regarded as skin trauma.

He jumped up.

Sharp bone spurs pierced through the arm and swelled in the air.

With the whistling sound of tearing air, the huge skeleton palm slammed down towards the white wolf, and the movement was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Puchi!

File-like bone spurs appeared on the white wolf like armor with transparent ripples.

This is the counterattack claw. It is a small function configured according to the talent of the skeleton weapon. When attacked, the skeleton weapon can counteract at a speed that exceeds the speed of the white wolf's neural response.

Each template has a very clever fighting wisdom.

Even ordinary talents can be played out in their hands.

Not to mention, this kind of high-level stuff that Su Heng spent a huge price on carefully selected from among the many talents.

Bangerlot's tall body was pierced by a sharp blade, and dense holes appeared in his body, blood and broken internal organs dripped like rain, and the deformed arm also flew high and fell.

"kill!"

The white wolf panted heavily.

The explosion just now also consumed her enormous energy, and at this moment, she felt like a flame was burning in her lungs.

However, at the moment of the explosion just now.

The white wolf has already activated the skeleton to form a shield to resist in front of him, and at the same time used the temperature manipulation talent to form an ice wall more than ten meters thick around his body, plus the resistance brought by various talents.

so…

She is in much better condition than Benjalot.

Although there are some burn marks on the white and soft hair, it is still largely intact.

Su Heng can be considered to have summed up his experience. In most cases, female templates are more concerned about their appearance than male templates. This is especially true for a white wolf like a willow tree, and even the heartless Kamiya. Sometimes he also takes care of and polishes his scales with vector manipulation talent.

"This blow! Runs through the stars!"

on the battlefield.

The white wolf shouted loudly, jumping high, and a huge fireball burning in his hand slammed down at Benjalot.

Benjalot's tattered body was twisted and deformed by this huge force mixed with scorching high temperature, and it shattered into a meteor and fell towards the ground.

Boom!

There was a loud noise from the pitted ground under the influence of the white wolf fossil as bone and death enchantment talent.

Sharp thorns emerged from it, just in the area where Benjalot fell, and the thorns flashed with cold light.

Bang!

There was an explosion.

A large swath of smoke filled the air and stopped moving.

In the big tomb, Medea was stunned, and the long sword she had just held in her hand subconsciously put it down at this moment.

The power that the corpse lord burst out just now was so powerful that even she felt the threat, even if the former Valkyrie had just stepped into the third life level, it was impossible to obtain it under such circumstances. Victory in battle.

But she did it incompletely... why is this?

"Great!"

Arthur cheered. They were in the shelter of the Great Tomb, but they were not affected by the aftermath of the battle just now.

I have watched this huge battle from beginning to end. At this moment, the two human children are emotionally up and down. This is the power of the Valkyrie, and this is the dawn of human redemption in the apocalypse!

And compared to Arthur Merrill's celebration here.

across.

Although the tens of thousands of undead legions are numerous, like the tide of the ocean, they are now plunged into a dead silence.

Until the white wolf walked towards the fallen Benjalot.

Only then did a ghost wake up like a dream and shouted loudly, "Your Highness, please keep your hands!"

This voice did not come from the undead army, but from behind the white wolf, the undead centaur staggered forward and knelt down beside the white wolf, pleading, "His Royal Highness, save Ben Geralt's life, he Still useful!"

……

"The angel of the gods gave me an order to find the two human teenagers who escaped from the mountain of heaven. If the task cannot be completed, the entire valley of corpses will be destroyed, and all the undead, including the great tomb, will become those two. A boy's burial."

Inside the temple outside the Great Tomb.

The candle is burning faintly.

The two rows of tall sculptures are neatly arranged, majestic and cold, as if they have turned into reality.

On the throne high at the end of the hall, the white wolf curled up into a furry ball, raised his head, and looked at the people in front of him with a lazy expression.

This is a simple meeting.

Both sides of the corridor.

On the left are Sino and Medea, who are the tomb keepers, and on the right is the undead knight Karius.

In the middle, the former corpse lord was reduced to a prisoner, but this guy did not struggle at all, and smoothly completed the transition from these two identities. At this moment, Benjalot's body was scarred, the black and red blood was draining, and the bones and internal organs were naked like this. He lowered his head and half-knelt on the ground, still trying his best to express his point of view:

"My lord, whether or not you are the real Lord Brunhill, you should know the power of those Protoss best."

"Those archangels of the fourth life level, powerful and mysterious ancient gods... each of them has the power to easily destroy a planet. We were defeated by them in the past, and now we can't compare with them. ."

Ben Geralt's voice trembled with uncontrollable fear.

"Angel…"

When Su Heng was possessing the willow tree, he had heard that the priests in Jordan City had the ability to summon angels.

Paradise Hills, Jordan City.

If there was no connection between these two places, Su Heng would definitely not believe it.

"Hmm... that sounds terrible." Bai Lang frowned and muttered in the mental space. Defeating Benjalot doesn't mean the end of trouble, but the beginning of big trouble.

A third life level undead is not a formidable enemy.

But the news from his mouth... Paradise Mountain is definitely an unimaginable formidable opponent. The archangel under the ancient **** of light is already a radiant life form. What kind of existence will the ancient **** who once drove the radiant Valkyrie to death?

Even if it is not an evolutionary of the fifth life level, it is definitely a powerful life form on the same level as the swarm dominates.

"My lord, please allow me to say a few words."

suddenly.

Sino took a step forward, glanced at Benjalot who was kneeling beside him, and then saluted towards the white wolf, respectfully.

"what?"

The white wolf who was muttering to Su Heng was taken aback.

He raised his head in a panic, and after seeing Sino, he immediately put on a serious look, coughed twice, and said in a pretentious tone: "Tell me, I'm listening."

"Actually, the current situation is not as bad as Bengerlot said."

"The Protoss is powerful, but now they can't draw more power from the physical universe."

"Oh... why?"

White Wolf asked, this guy always seemed a little dumb when he opened his mouth.

She looked majestic when she was of normal size, but her furry body did not look like a white wolf after being scaled down, but more like a pure white husky.

It always made Su Heng think about shoveling two hands from the top of his head.

"Protoss and demons are feuds. To be precise, those who call themselves Protoss are just fugitives chased by demons... The war that broke out in the warp attracted a lot of troops from the Protoss, while the remaining powerhouses are planning another A secret plan."

Sinon, who was wearing a robe, came slowly.

"Really..." White Wolf frowned and asked, "How did you get this news?"

On the contrary, Su Heng was stunned in his heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If the relationship between Paradise Mountain and Jordan City was really as he had guessed, combined with the prophecy he saw from Bassab, it seemed that everything could be explained. .

"At the end of the prophecy, the enemy Youdu will face is not the warp evil **** but the ancient **** of the Protoss..." Su Heng frowned, thoughts in his heart.

In the hall.

Sino had obviously already prepared the answer, he smiled: "In Paradise Mountain, the struggling Terran compatriots never gave up the hope of recovering the world of Terraria. Among those people, they set up a joint rescue club like this. A national salvation organization. In the past three hundred years, I have been in contact with the high-level officials of the Common Salvation Association, and these news are naturally obtained from it.”

"Is that so? It's amazing!" White Wolf nodded, his eyes resolute, "Since they are in **** and they didn't choose to give up, then I can't give up on them!"

"What do you mean?"

Medea's complexion changed slightly, and Benjalot's expression was even more horrified. Only Sino had a faint smile on her face, showing an expression of wistful reminiscence.

"That's right!"

White Wolf nodded, "I plan to save those children from hell."

"Of course, this matter is very dangerous, and we have nothing to lose again now. Therefore, before we proceed with this matter, we still have a lot of things to do, and I also need your help."

Said, the white wolf stared at Sino, "We have waited too long. If everything you said is true, then this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is absolutely not to be missed."

"Of course..." Sinok kneeled on the ground and said earnestly, "I am willing to use my soul to be responsible for every word I say."