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The addition of this kind of monster instantly reversed the situation of the battle, not to mention the fact that First Vesper was personally commanding it.

The Light profession was able to deal with the undead and undead, but it was somewhat powerless when facing these assembled monsters. They were killed immediately and retreated, and many players died tragically on the spot.

If the monster dies, First Vesper can make them stand up again, which is equivalent to having two lives. Once the player dies, they can only go back and resurrect.

Fortunately, no corpse will be left behind after the player dies, otherwise the next battle will be even more difficult.

This is another reason why necromancers hate adventurers.

Death without leaving a body is full of malice.

"I can't beat him, and there's a super boss." Several big guild presidents complained to Su Mo. They didn't care about the casualties or the lost equipment. What they cared about was that this operation was about to fail.

"Why don't you let the NPCs around you take action?" Someone also made such a request.

"If you bring masters, don't hide them. Brother Tiema, you can't command them at all."

"Why are you so anxious? If you have to take out your trump card and use it casually, is it still called your trump card?" Mr. Su's calm and calm style blinded everyone's titanium eyes, even their own people were a little confused. can not watch anymore.

"Then what should we do now? Even if we have more people, we can't sustain such a casualty rate."

"I called for other reinforcements, they will arrive soon." As soon as Su Mo finished speaking, he heard the rumble of horse hooves.

Thorin's arrival was a bit slow. He was notified yesterday that he only arrived today.

Mainly because he brought his own elite cavalry. This elite cavalry, which numbered only 800, was the elite of the Northern Army and was stationed near the town of Dort.

They all come from a family of cavalry whose ancestors were favored by the Sartre dynasty, and they are still abiding by their ancestors' oath of allegiance to the Sartre family.

"Kill these bastards who are desecrating the Hall of Valor!" Thorin's roar resounded throughout Mount Mogan.

First Vesper suddenly turned his head to look in this direction, his face becoming very ugly.

However, he is not a person who likes to be captured without a fight, and he will not retreat without a fight. He opened his arms, and an invisible force lifted him into the sky. An obscure spell came out of his mouth. This guy was obvious. It's time to hold back your ultimate move.

"Can you knock him down?" Su Mo turned around and asked.

"It's a bit difficult. Ice and snow have limited damage to the undead." Tailor Mel said a little embarrassed.

"Then forget it, let this person continue to pose, Uncle Les, it's your turn." Su Mo hated other people pretending to be in front of him. Why fly so high without panic?

Les Macavian is an illusionist by profession. At least in terms of illusion creation, there are not many people in the Eastern Continent who are better than him. He has been hiding in the Twilight Forest for many years, and the two popes have not discovered his deception.

Soon, the cavalry appeared again in the distance.

The leader, whom many people are familiar with, is our Grand Duke Stan. He came here with his people and shouted loudly: "What happened? Why did you attack my people?"

"Your Excellency, what are you doing here!?" First Vesper was so angry that he almost vomited blood and had to interrupt the skill.

His original plan was to launch a natural disaster of the undead. If he could kill all these people, then he would pack up and leave. If he couldn't kill them, then he would escape alone, leaving Qingshan alone without worrying about running out of firewood. burn.

But who could have imagined that Grand Duke Stan came over in person.

Didn't he dislike it here? It felt so gloomy that he wouldn't even be invited here before.

"Mr. Foster, let's kill all these bastards so that no one knows our secrets." Stan shouted murderously.

"Okay, you are worthy of being the head of the Stan family. Let's kill all these bastards and help me resist these cavalry. I will cast spells and spells to summon all the dead souls here for hundreds of years to fight for us." Foster ·Vespar was infected by Archduke Stan's heroic spirit.

Then he saw Archduke Stan, who was slowly approaching in front of him, shatter and disappear like a bubble.

"Illusionist!" First Vesper was shocked, and he actually turned around and ran away.

It's not that he's afraid of illusionists, at least illusionists can't say they can restrain necromancers.

The main reason is that what this illusionist represents is extraordinary.

The most popular illusionist recently appeared next to Count Dracula. Could it be that that young man had betrayed his alliance with Archduke Stan?

In that case, today is a trap for yourself!

There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!

So he immediately thought about running away, not even intending to compete with Count Dracula, the so-called eight masters of the Federation.

The more we study death, the more we fear death.

It was a pity that Thorin would not let him leave. He took off the longbow on his back and shot eight arrows in a row.

Eight arrows hit First Vesper almost simultaneously.

First Vesper stopped helplessly, a facial bone shield absorbing the damage for him.

"You forced me." First Vesper said viciously.

From under his feet, white bones appeared out of thin air, like blooming lotus flowers, and then wrapped him up to form a cocoon, in which he chanted a spell.

The knights rained down arrows, but they were unable to break the eggshell in a short time.

Su Mo almost wanted to admire the Necromancer's awesomeness.

It's hard to imagine that this seemingly unimpressive profession has so many powerful methods - this unimpressive conclusion comes from Yun Fei, who can only wander around with two skeletons until now.

"Get ready to fight. I hope the entire army will not be wiped out this time." Su Mo sighed.

If the player dies, he or she is dead, and it doesn't matter if he or she is dead.

Su Mo's purpose today was to stop the operation of this test site, and then to make Grand Duke Stan's anti-human behavior known to the public. Both of these goals have been almost completed.

What he regretted was Thorin, the constable, and his knights.

He caused these NPCs, and if they died in battle, he would have to bear some responsibility.

Thorin raised his hand and the knights sheathed their bows.

Is he giving up?

Want to escape?

It's not that Su Mo couldn't accept such a result. If Sheriff Solin retreated, today's affairs would be more satisfactory.

This former nobleman will make the matter of Grand Duke Stan public, and no one will believe Grand Duke Stan’s excuse. By then, this Grand Duke will become a street rat, and may even implicate the already shitty Della. Count Kula, Su Mo didn't believe that these two brothers would still have time to cause trouble for him.

However, what surprised Su Mo was that Thorin did not escape with the knights.

He solemnly took out a whistle.