Global Scourge

Chapter 142 The Last Charge
On an endless grassland.

"Da da da…"

A beautiful female centaur, stepping over a small stream in one step, continues to run forward.

"Quick, faster!"

"They are still waiting for your rescue!"

Thinking of the evil god's invasion, the clansman's desperate resistance, and her lover's dying entrustment, the female centaur was filled with grief and indignation.

"As long as we can find the god of looting and let the god return, we can drive the evil god out of the homeland, and even kill the evil god to avenge everyone!"

Although she had been running for hours and was exhausted all over, the faith in her heart made her persevere.

At this time, she had already seen the entrance of the plane in the distance, and at the same time saw the same race and goblins.

But it's strange, how they seem to be fleeing in horror.

escape?
This discovery made her involuntarily slow down.

After a while, she saw an even more incredible scene.

Countless scary-looking monsters ran out from the entrance of the plane, and began to attack centaurs and goblins.

Suddenly she saw a familiar clansman running past, so she quickly stopped her.

"Ada, huh... what's going on? Could it be that, Lord God, he has already..."

It's no wonder she thinks so, after all, this is the plane channel that Lord God enters, but now there are monsters running out.

"It turned out to be Ali... I don't know what happened, but countless monsters rushed over, please let me go, I'm going to find rescue!"

Looking at the panting Ali, the centaur named Ada said a few words incoherently, then broke away with force, and then ran away into the distance.

There are too many of these monsters, they are simply not something they can deal with, and they need to find other people's rescue.

Ali opened her mouth and wanted to tell it that there was no rescue at all, because evil gods and monsters also appeared in other places.

But seeing Ada running away, she could only give up her persuasion.

And seeing monsters pouring out of the plane channel opening, she really didn't know what to do.

Could it be that their centaur race is doomed to perish?

What happened to the great god of pillage, is he dead, or is he still fighting hard?
Why do monsters appear?

All kinds of thoughts flashed in her mind, but there was still no answer.

And looking at the monster that was killed, Ali could only run back helplessly.

...

In the undead plane.

Compared with the simplicity and ease of the battle at the entrance of the plane, the undead below the castle fell into a hard fight.

Under Kazat's predatory magic, all the centaurs fought bravely. Some centaur warriors even had four or five ghouls hanging on their bodies, but they still fought tenaciously, and they would never fall down until they died.

More than 2 ghouls charged, and after an hour, they suffered heavy casualties.

But there is an endless army of undead behind them, so Zhu Zichen is not afraid of consumption at all.

Soon, the other army of undead also quickly ran to the castle.

The number of undead surrounding the Centaurs has reached about 56.

Among them, there are more than 15 skeleton soldiers, more than 14 skeleton warriors, more than 8 skeleton shooters, more than 5 skeleton mages, more than 2 zombies, more than 3000 poisonous corpses and ghouls, and more than [-] blood clans.

Zhu Zichen divided the undead into two troops, most of which were the main force besieging the enemy.

On the centaur side, there are more than 7 centaur archers, more than 5 centaur warriors, and more than 1 centaur generals.

The rest of the troops were still guarding the entrance of the plane passage and did not follow.

Up to now, although Kazat feels wrong and doubts the enemy's trap in himself, he still doesn't feel that the plane channel will be captured by the enemy.

It is still expecting that the centaur troops in the direction of the entrance of the plane will sense something is wrong, and then come to support, so that they can attack the undead army back and forth, defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, and win the war.

But the war continued for a day and a night.

It didn't see the believers' support, but the enemy came to support it.

At this time, blood flowed all over the ground, and there were corpses, broken armor and weapons everywhere.

The air was originally filled with a rotten smell, and I don't know when it turned into a lingering smell of blood.

The fireball in the sky is getting darker and darker, and the surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower.

But Kazat no longer has the power to maintain the temperature of the fireball.

Of the more than 13 centaurs, only a few thousand remained around it.

Looking at the still endless and tireless army of undead, it felt deep despair.

A day ago, it was still fighting against the enemy, but now, it has become a hopeless situation.

At this time, the divine power in its body has almost reached the critical point, and it must go back to restore the divine power.

As for the remaining thousands of fighters, it couldn't save them.

But looking at the believers who were exhausted but still fighting the enemy bravely, it was really reluctant.

"Blazing Fireball!"

Kazat roared, and a fireball flew out.

"Boom!" An explosion killed more than 200 enemies.

However, this casualty is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket for the army of undead.

Didn't even make a wave.

No, you have to go, or you will really die.

Thinking of this, Kazat launched the last magic spell again.

predatory nature.

And under the blessing of divine arts, the exhausted and hungry centaur suddenly burst out with the last bit of potential.

"Kill!"

"For glory!"

"go to hell!"

Facing enemies dozens of times larger than themselves, they launch a desperate charge.

And Kazat is also shining with the light of divinity all over his body, taking the opportunity to rush towards the direction of the plane channel.

The undead, which is only 1.7 meters high at most, is like a child to the three-meter-high one, one foot at a time, and it is effortless to step on it.

No undead can stop it even for a second.

Seeing this situation in the distance, Zhu Zichen smiled coldly, and then flew in front of it.

"It's too late to think of running away now."

Seeing the enemy gods finally appear, a bloodthirsty light flashed in Kazat's eyes.

"go to hell!"

There is no excessive language, and there is no pre-war warm-up.

Kazat clenched the big knife in his hand and slashed over.

"Ding!" There was a loud noise.

Broadsword and Frostmourne collided.

In its unbelievable eyes, a big hole appeared in the big knife that had accompanied it for more than 100 years.

But Zhu Zichen didn't give it time to think about it at all, and when he pulled away, he stabbed it with a sword, and at the same time, the frost power all over his body spread over, trying to slow down the enemy's movements.

However, Kazat's fighting for hundreds of years was not in vain.

I saw it surrounded the whole body with divine power, ignoring the power of frost, then raised the big knife, blocked Frostmourne, and then kicked it with two front feet.

"boom!"

Zhu Zichen was caught off guard, and was immediately kicked and glided back.

"interesting."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he held Frostmourne tightly, and rushed over again.

(End of this chapter)