Archmage Of The Undead

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The hobgoblin warrior laughed excitedly, but he underestimated the vitality of the skeleton warrior.

As long as the soul fire in their skulls is not extinguished, even if only their jaws can move, these skeleton warriors will continue to fight.

The skeleton warrior's soul fire flickered brightly and darkly. He opened his big hands and hugged the hobgoblin directly. However, the skeleton warrior who had lost his spine had little strength in this hug, and he was easily broken away by the hobgoblin officer.

However, just during this delay, another skeletal warrior rushed forward and hugged the hobgoblin officer tightly.

The Skeleton Warrior waiting on the side would not miss this opportunity, and directly slashed the Skeleton Warrior's arm and the Hobgoblin Warrior's chest with his sword.

The sharp bone blade cut off the skeleton's arms, the armor on the hobgoblin, and the flesh and blood of the hobgoblin one after another.

The hobgoblin warrior let out a painful cry, and he struggled to break free from the skeleton warrior's grasp, trying to escape back.

But how could he be let go when he was injured? A thrown short spear was shot from his back. This was an attack from another skeleton warrior. The thrown short spear pierced him with huge kinetic energy.

An extremely fierce hobgoblin officer died under the siege of the skeletons.

However, on the battlefield, with the help of their numerical advantage and the magic of the herb Gamaro, the goblins continued to kill the skeleton warriors.

The balance of victory is also constantly tilting towards the goblins.

Goblin shaman Marlow, two more corpses have been discarded next to him, which means that he has released two more witchcrafts.

Bloodthirsty Curse, Stoneskin Curse

With the blessing of spells, the combat effectiveness of those hobgoblin warriors has become even higher.

Although Marlowe never let down his guard, Huo Ling still slowly touched him.

In the chaotic battlefield, no one noticed that two hundred meters away, Huo Ling was hiding in a goblin room and watching Marlowe, who was dancing a shaman dance and releasing the fourth spell.

This room was originally the residence of a goblin, but now it belongs to Huo Ling. As for the original owner's family, they are lying on the ground with their necks broken.

Guessing that Marlowe was almost done dancing, Huo Ling also started to cast spells.

Cone of Bones!

Cone of Bones!

Cone of Bones!

The enchanted spells on the staff were activated by Huo Ling three times in a row.

These bone cones, as thick as a child's arm, hit the goblin shaman Malo with huge energy.

"puff!"

Marlowe, who was caught off guard and interrupted his spellcasting, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. This was the backlash of the spellcasting after the spell was interrupted.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The two bone cones that hit Marlowe were also blocked by the life-saving items on Marlowe's body.

At this time, Maro's heart was aching. He saw that the ancestral spirit amulet hanging around his neck had been broken into pieces and completely destroyed.

This is a talisman he made for himself using a large amount of magic materials and combined with the aura of the ancestral spirits. It can resist several attacks.

Unexpectedly, after more than ten years of use, it was destroyed by a sneak attack today.

"It's you!!!"

Marlowe, who looked like a mad man, sensed the direction of the attack and saw Huo Ling by the window.

"I'm going to kill you!" Marlowe said in a cold tone.

With trembling hands, he took out a shriveled poisonous snake body from the satchel at his waist, dipped his fingers in his own blood, and prepared to cast a spell to attack the enemy.

But Huo Ling would not give him this chance, and his mental strength moved slightly.

The five black iron skeleton warriors rushed out like tigers descending the mountain.

"Stop them!!" Even though the goblin assistant had fulfilled his mission, he screamed and ordered the hobgoblin guards around the shaman.

Even the shaman Marlow saw this scene with approval in his eyes. He was casting spells and reciting spells without any words left.

But Huo Ling always acted before he thought. Ever since he started attacking, he had no intention of stopping.

Negative energy rays!

A gray ray shot at Marlowe again as Huo Ling cast the spell.

"Click"

Another talisman was destroyed by Huo Ling's spell, but this time the spell did not harm the shaman Malo.

That's the bad thing about fighting spellcasters. They have countless life-saving things on them.

Huo Ling gritted his teeth angrily when he saw this scene. Originally, these talismans were supposed to be his trophies, but now they were consumed like this.

The shaman's attack spell has good attack power, but the casting time is long.

Huo Ling took out a tube of potion from his bracelet and drank it in one gulp, feeling his magic power rapidly recovering.

Then he began to outline the runes

Soul whipping!

Although this spell has no offensive power, it will cause severe pain in the soul and ignore defense. With Huo Ling's current strength, this spell can only attack with one whip.

"Ouch!!!"

The soul whip hit Marlowe's soul, and the whip hit him hard, causing Marlowe to wail in agony.

His spellcasting was interrupted again, and more blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. The pain added to the injury, and he was twisted and rolling on the ground like a shrimp.

gray fog

Huo Ling released several gray fogs in succession, covering the entire battlefield, and the goblin's morale suddenly plummeted.

Unless they get close, they don't know where the enemy is, so how can they attack.

But the skeletons on Huo Ling's side were not affected. They relied on soul fire to sense the enemy's life message, and they had no eyesight at all.

On Marlowe's side, he shivered and got up from the ground, not even bothering to wipe away the blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

"Damn Necromancer, I want you dead!!!"

He took off a piece of animal bone from his body, and he carved an attack spell on it.

Marlow activated it directly, and then a black shadow sprang out from the animal's bones, and attacked Huo Ling under the guidance of spiritual power.

"boom!"

A huge spell attack landed on Huo Ling's mage shield, instantly consuming more than a hundred degrees of the shield's armor value.

Seeing that the energy of this spell had not dissipated, Huo Ling directly took out the mage shield scroll, activated it, and opened a new shield to cover himself.

This spell attacked several more times before it exhausted its energy and dissipated.

This made Huo Ling wipe his sweat. The shaman's attack should not be underestimated.

Although their spellcasting efficiency is low and brutal, they still have merit in terms of attack power.

But the battle ended here, Huo Ling drank another tube of magic potion.

The guards around the shaman have all been killed by the skeleton warriors.

Now the five skeletal warriors are constantly attacking Shaman Malo, and the life-saving objects on his body are dissipating one by one.

Huo Ling cast the spell silently.

Touch of fatigue.

soul whipping

Negative energy rays…

Finally, after Huo Ling drank the third tube of magic recovery potion, Marlowe was successfully killed by a skeleton warrior.

Huo Ling's eyes showed joy and ordered the skeleton warrior to take Marlowe's body away.

Then he tore open the scrolls of the fireball technique.

The fireball spell fell on the house of the goblin tribe, causing a huge explosion and burning with blazing flames.

The battlefield itself was obscured by Huo Ling's use of gray fog. Now with the addition of flames and explosions, the remaining goblins' morale collapsed and they fled desperately.