Daomen Invasion

Xiahe's attacks are all the same, the accuracy of the rest of the people is even worse, a sudden gust of wind makes all attacks of a round invalid.

"Stop shooting and wait for the order."

The magicians put down their magic guns and waited quietly. They are used to fighting within 100 meters, preferably 50 meters, so Xiahe's order, they did not think there was any problem.

Put the enemy close and then fight, the effect will be much better.

Three thousand undeads were just shot and killed less than two hundred, because of a gust of wind, the camp calmed down.

The undead armor continued to move forward, stepping heavily on the desolate ground, with a regular rhythm, like a drum of war.

When these armoured soldiers approached a distance of two hundred meters, Xiahe waved his hand and ordered: "Everyone attacks!"

As his left hand waved, the wind in front of the camp suddenly stopped. This time all the people north of the camp joined the attack. The projectile roared and reached its goal within half a second. The face masks of the undead were shattered, and most of the warheads were shot into the cranial cavity of the armored soldiers, spinning, rolling, and tearing everything.

Those warheads shattered and turned into tiny metal pieces with a little flash of dust on them.

Even if the fire of the soul was not involved, the living undead fell to the ground one by one in pain.

"Slow down the rate of fire to ensure accuracy." Xiahe continued to order. He raised the magic gun with one hand. At this distance, he no longer needs to aim with his eyes. Raised his hand and dropped a dead armor.

This time he sees the most clearly. Those undead armor have human faces, and it seems that it has not been too long to become an undead.

How could it be as if the hands exposed by the undead had been blowing in the wind for decades.

"Miguel, is there human life in the underground world?" Xiahe stopped attacking and asked the young swordsman.

"Yes, otherwise it would be difficult for us to do business with them," Miguel said.

"What race?" Xiahe's question made Miguel stunned for a moment, because in this world, although the appearance of human beings is quite different, there is no racial division. It ’s enough to have elves and orcs, and humans do n’t even consider who is different.

"It's a bit like the southern humans of Leo's continent. The body is generally not high, and the pronunciation of the common language is ambiguous." Miguel apparently had contact and said it was more specific.

"Is it all the same?"

"We only have contact with the nearest underground city, and we only know this." Miguel said.

Xiahe raised his gun, and this shot hit the jaw of a mask of the undead armor. The metal mask rolled and flew, revealing a complete face behind him.

This face really looks like a southerner from Leo mainland!

"Could it be that something happened in the dungeon?"

"It's possible." Miguel was nervous, and his task this time was to establish regular contact with the dungeon. Because there are some specialties in the underground city, it needs local indigenous people to dig. If humans go, there will be great casualties.

There are a lot of metals with special radiation over there, and cave dwarves can refine them into materials needed by humans.

This is a big business. If everyone in the dungeon is finished, his task will be ruined.

Three thousand undead, running towards the camp, if the magic bullet is shot on the body, the soldier's attack will be ejected. Occasionally there are armor-breakers, but it only reduces the speed of the undead. The flash dust failed to enter the cranial cavity, and the lethality was not obvious.

Abigail couldn't help but ask: "Principal, why don't you rush out and kill them all?"

Xia Hexin said, I think too, but Baiyan City's time, but he was suffering from the Pit God. It is estimated that the realm of Hades can be controlled by every undead in the whole Northland.

The presence of Tai Zanyan will be concerned by the **** of meditation. In case that the person who destroyed his plan is here, it is estimated that the **** of meditation will desperately mobilize the undead and siege themselves. This is not possible, and it is possible for Hades to come out in person.

I haven't lived enough yet, so I have to follow the steps, not to attract the attention of the undead.

"I'm not a coolie. If I have to do anything, why would I raise them?" Xiahe said again: "I don't want to fight ahead every time in the future, this shouldn't be what I do."

"Who do you rely on?"

"How do I know, find it slowly."

"I would also think you want to say Medieri." Abigail smiled with her mouth covered.

"She? Maybe it's an advanced legend before me. How could she be allowed to fight this battle."

"She will advance the legend earlier than you!" Abigail was surprised. Medierli became an Asra student. She knew that, but how could the student advance earlier than the teacher?

"You don't believe me, in fact, I can make you a god." Xiahe held a magical musket with one hand and shot dead souls while chatting with Abigail. The combat efficiency was much higher than other magicians. .

Abigail wondered, is this guy saying true?

"If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Abigail shook her head, she did not dare to try, if the matter is to ask the goddess, the goddess must be against it.

Can you still become a god?

Xiahe did not tease her, and said seriously: "For a while, if the undead rushes to a place of tens of meters, don't be too conspicuous, just do it, otherwise it may cause the attention of the **** of meditation."

"It's so powerful!" Abigail realized why Asla was so low-key.

"Very powerful. Before we passed by in the North, we met those small stocks of undead. You see, I don't use classic magic, just an ordinary magician, right?"

Abigail is speechless, are you still an ordinary magician? A big fireball can be four or five meters in diameter, scaring the dead, okay? Two feet of someone's big fireball is good.

But she knew what level Xiahe was, and she did endure all the way.

The events in the White Smoke City also made her feel terrified. No wonder that along the way, Asla kept telling her not to use anything related to magic. Abigail's face was bitter with the thought of using secret art before.

It is estimated that the Hades really stared at themselves.

Thinking in this way, Xiahe suddenly changed his face and took out the alchemy telescope, and refused to use his consciousness to investigate. He raised the lens barrel and looked at the distance, his heart was cold.

Behind the army of undead in the distance, there was another team of undead, less than a thousand, but they were all wearing pure black armor and surrounded by a tall monster.

The monster has three heads, and the snake head in the middle is still fresh in Xiahe's memory.

This thing is coming, now I ca n’t escape, just go straight up? These three monsters are at least level 50 creatures, and may reach level 70, that is Anduzias, and it is not so easy to kill them.

Such a powerful undead is dedicated to open the way to the **** of darkness.

If he is on the verge of death, it is estimated that Hades may come over with his body.

No, you have to run away immediately, and there will be no solution if you run late!

When Xiahe thought of this and was about to order the whole army to escape, a figure flew in the sky. Xiahe looked up, but he knew someone, but Xiahe did not expect him to appear.

This man was a visiting professor at Juno College. He had a relationship with Xia He and gave him a piece of equipment.

He is Nicola Mailer, a powerful legendary mage who is good at the magic of fate.

"Your Excellency!" Xiahe shouted into the sky, and Nicola Mailer's figure flashed before falling on Xiahe.

"Asla, I haven't seen you for a long time.

Xiahe does not sound like a taste, what is this, does he offend him?

"What do I give you?"

Xiahe suddenly realized that Nicola Mailer had not sensed the drop of fate, but what did he say? In front of others, you can't always say that you suspect that the emperor is going to kill Principal Jennifer?

"Fate is dripping, I sent Medieri to the far north, and the principal is dealing with a powerful monster. I'm afraid she has something to do." Xiahe immediately made an excuse.

Nicola Mailer's complexion was much better. Jennifer was his friend. Asla did this without any problems.

"How did you get here?" Xia He didn't want to continue the principal's topic, and quickly asked.

Nicola Mailer said: "I feel that something is going to happen here, and you happen to be here. I'll come over and ask, by the way, how is your college's affairs handled."

Xia He didn't expect that he could still get the attention of this strong man.

Nicola Mailer is really powerful and proficient in the magic of fate. In this respect, Xiahe is not as good as him.

"It's really a big trouble, I'm ready to escape, you see." Xia He pointed to the distance, Nikola Maille glanced, frowned.

"Why?" Xiahe was a little shocked in his heart. Can't he deal with this monster?

"This is a magical creation, and it can survive and grow to this point!" Nikola Mailer did have a worried look in his eyes, but obviously not because of the monster's strength.

If there is such a technology in the underworld, it will create a lot of stuff with strange attributes, which cannot be inferred by common sense at all, and similar technologies can make it easier for alien creatures to survive in this world.

This intruder's method is quite powerful, no wonder he feels palpitations and wants to come and see.

"Are you sure you killed it?"

Nicola Mailer smiled, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com said: "What kind of problem is it, killing him is as easy as killing chickens. I originally thought it was God of Darkness here."

"Don't be kidding, even if the power of Hades is weakened, it will look like level 80."

"Asla, you guys, look down on me before you have an epic?" Nicola Mailer's arrogant look obviously had something to say, perhaps his glorious record.

"Don't dare, but the gods have some natural skills, it's too difficult to deal with."

"If you are willing to help, there is no problem."

Xiahe smiled bitterly and said, "Do you want me to summon the flame demon?"

"Of course not." Nicola Mailer took a magic musket and threw it to Xiahe Road: "Aim him with this, to attract his attention, and if there is a chance, shoot the left head."

Xiahe was surprised when the muskets fell into his hands.

This is legendary equipment!