Archmage Of The Undead

The Jackal officer was not completely defenseless, but the Dark Warrior's attack happened just when he had just chopped a Skeleton Warrior into pieces.

At this time, when the old strength was gone and the new strength was not born, he could only hurriedly raise the long handle of the battle ax to block the attack of the dark warrior.

"boom!"

The sword and ax handle struck each other, making a huge roar.

Violent continuous slashing!

The dark warrior released his second combat skill, and with the blessing of the soul fire, the sword continued to slash wildly, killing one after another, overwhelming the jackal officer.

The violent attack tore open the tiger's mouth that he used to block with his battle ax, and blood poured out from the torn wounds.

Cleave!

The dark warrior was unyielding, and then followed up with a powerful and heavy attack, knocking the jackal officer staggering directly.

"Ho! You damn puppet!"

The Jackal officer's eyes were red with anger, and the Jackal shaman behind him also cast a spell on him in time.

Bloodthirsty curse!

Petrified skin!

"I'll tear you apart!" the jackal officer howled, and with the blessing of the spell, his combat effectiveness reached a new level.

He squeezed the fighting spirit from every inch of his muscles and burst out with higher strength. The heavy double-edged battle ax was like a light branch in his hand.

Brutal blow!

The battle ax cut across the curve, and with the blessing of fighting spirit, it slashed at the dark warrior crazily with the afterimage.

The hungry wolf roars!

The jackal officer looked up to the sky and roared. This was a combat skill of the jackals. After roaring, he could not only enhance his own fighting power, but also boost the morale of other jackals of the same race around him.

The dark warrior held up his shield and withstood the violent blows of the jackal officer. The cold iron shield kept roaring under the attack of the battle axe.

The Dark Warrior is extremely patient. He is an undead creature and will not experience changes in morale. Even if he is temporarily at a disadvantage, his combat effectiveness will not be affected.

Touch of waste!

Huo Ling on the tower saw this battlefield, looked at the comparison of combat power between the enemy and ourselves, and released a silver spell on the jackal officer.

As soon as this negative magic fell on the Jackal officer, he immediately noticed the difference. Under the influence of the bloodthirsty curse, the fighting spirit was extremely smooth to use.

Now it seems to be blocked, and even the muscles all over the body have become sore and weak, as if they can't lift their strength.

broken!

The jackal officer was shocked. He realized that he had been hit by a negative spell, and he suddenly became panicked.

Cone of Bones!

Cone of Bones!

Immediately afterwards, Huo Ling released two more first-level attack spells. With the blessing of his silver-level magic power, this level of spell also had good attack power at this time.

The jackal officer, who had been using his fighting spirit to sense changes in energy, immediately noticed the spell when it struck.

He tried hard to squeeze the fighting spirit in his body. Although this was a first-level spell, if it attacked him, it would not be easy, even if he was wearing enchanted armor.

The gnoll officer waved the battle ax in his hand, and with difficulty blasted the bone cone that was shooting at him quickly before he could take a breath.

The dark warrior seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack again. As he slashed with his sword, he kept leaving scars on the body of the jackal officer.

Even though the Jackal officer has rich combat experience, he can always adjust his body shape at the last moment, and sometimes even launch a counterattack.

But the continuous fighting still caused his combat effectiveness to decline sharply. His attacks could leave scars on the dark warrior. At this moment, there were many pierced wounds on the dark warrior's armor.

Through the wounds left by these battle axes, you can still see the green glowing soul fire and the mutilated corpses, but the dark warrior is not a living person. Even if he is injured, as long as the limbs are not mutilated, there will be no battle. What a change.

But the jackal officer was different. The dark warrior was also an experienced warrior, and his sword was even more extraordinary with the blessing of soul fire. The flesh and blood around the wound scratched by the sword seemed to have its vitality sucked away.

The wound turned gray, and the blood flowing out was even dark brown, and the dark warrior's attack also contained undead poison.

This poison, which is only found in the undead, continues to weaken the Jackal officers.

The jackal officer was panting. At this moment, he already wanted to retreat. The scars on his body had greatly reduced his combat effectiveness. The double-edged battle ax that was once as light as nothing has now become heavier and heavier with every swing. Blocking, the muscles in his body were groaning.

But the dark warrior's pressing step by step did not give him this chance, and the jackal warriors following him were now entangled by the skeleton warriors, and their situation was not much better than him.

"I'm here to help you!" A voice that pleased him came from the ladder behind him. It was the voice of another Silver-ranked Jackal officer.

But not only did he have reinforcements, the dark warriors also had reinforcements, and the other two dark warriors had also been recruited.

"call out!"

A dark warrior burst out with soul fire. The green soul fire lingered on the short spear, and he threw it out with all his strength.

"Uh-huh!"

Just as the jackal officer felt that life was about to come, he was shot through the thigh by a throwing spear. The violent power and the short spear blessed by soul fire directly tore his entire thigh apart.

Dark brown blood spurted out from the wound, and the Jackal officer groaned, became unsteady on his feet, and fell sideways.

The dark warrior who had been fighting with him for so long would not miss this good opportunity, and cut it down with his sword.

The jackal officer wanted to block, but he had fallen to the ground and was unable to move. He could not escape the repeated pursuit of the dark warrior.

"Crack!"

A huge wolf head was cut off with a sword. The head's face was full of panic, and its eyes were bleeding with tears. Dark brown blood spurted out along the neck of the jackal officer.

The fierce battle continued. Some jackal warriors were killed by skeletons and dark warriors, and some were killed by the mechanical crossbows of the garrison.

Similarly, the skeletons who have been fighting on the front line have also suffered heavy losses. The continuous fighting has exhausted their soul fire.

The jackals who have been blessed with shamanic spells are also fearless of death. They are not afraid of pain. Even if they die, they will bite off a bone from the skeleton.

Even the well-protected garrison paid the price of more than a dozen lives. These garrison troops were hiding on the battlefield far away from melee combat, and they continued to output with mechanical crossbows.

There were many apprentice-level jackal warriors on the battlefield who fell under their attacks.

But overall, the defenders still have the advantage. They occupy the defensive advantage of the city wall.

Although the number of jackals was greater, the battle on the city wall resulted in a partial situation where the skeletons were fighting against the small number.