Disaster Strikes

Two armies confronted each other.

Tens of thousands of natural disasters faced each other from a distance. The huge battlefield was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground. The atmosphere was terribly depressing.

Even Chen Mo, who was hiding in the bunker and waiting for military orders, could clearly feel the tense atmosphere at the foot of the mountain.

"Look!"

Cheng Huang pointed in a certain direction and said, "The top leaders are about to make contact."

Chen Mo also looked in the direction she pointed at at the bunker's observation port.

Sure enough.

Several high-level natural disasters flew out from both camps. They were obviously the core of both camps. They maintained a steady and slow speed and slowly approached each other.

It took both sides several minutes to travel less than two kilometers.

Then they stopped at a distance of one or two hundred meters from each other.

It can be seen that both sides were cautious.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking at these high-level leaders, waiting for the final result. The negotiation process was calm and outsiders could not know the specific content at all.

That's it.

About five minutes later.

These high-level scourges actually fought at the same time, and there was no sign before.

They were still talking calmly the previous moment, and they were fighting fiercely in the air the next moment.

For a while.

Although there were only a dozen people on both sides of the battle, it was extremely fierce. The dense explosions continued, and the nearby area of ​​several hundred meters was instantly submerged by energy turbulence, and continued to spread to the surroundings.

The sudden change stunned everyone in the bunker.

For a while, some people couldn't react.

Seeing this, the armies of both sides blew the horn of war almost at the same time, regardless of order.

As the defending side, the scourges of the River of Distress opened all the dense flag formations all over the mountains on the Beauty Mountain at the first time and waited for it.

The scourges of the Black Wind Mountain drove the dense sea of ​​undead and giant beasts they summoned to the positions of the River of Distress.

Countless skeleton warriors climbed mountains and crossed rivers.

They rushed to the direction of Meiren Mountain one after another, with a magnificent momentum that could swallow up mountains and rivers.

More than 99% of the sea of ​​dead souls are the lowest-level skeleton warriors.

Even farmers carrying hoes have a great chance of winning after encountering these skeleton warriors.

But their number is too large, so dense that you can't see the end. There are at least 70,000 or 80,000, and the necromancers in the back are still summoning new skeleton warriors in waves, accumulating a new sea of ​​dead souls.

Seeing this, the scourgers on the side of the River of Anguish, under the organization of the captains of each squadron, the predators began to release large-scale damage skills.

Lei Wu had participated in this kind of battle and had relevant experience.

At this moment, all members of the Six Color Squadron were hiding in the bunker. If they were also on the front battlefield, I think Chen Mo would definitely be arranged to release the Lion's Roar skill.

The dense skills, looking down from a high place, are overwhelming.

The charging skeletons were first blocked by the flag arrays along the way, followed by various trap-type skills, and then the large-scale skills of the predators on the side of the River of Anguish, and the vanguards fell one after another.

But these undead creatures are a group of ruthless creatures who don't know what fear is.

They have no emotions, are fearless, and charge forward silently.

Until the dense army of the undead sea, countless skeleton warriors died at the foot of the Beauty Mountain. They waded through the traps, broke through the flag arrays, consumed the energy of the Scourge, and used their bodies to turn the steep cliff terrain of more than ten meters into a gentle slope.

Then.

The second batch of undead sea accumulated by the necromancers rushed in.

Among the countless skeleton warriors, there were also some intermediate undead and summoned behemoths, who took heavy steps and charged towards the positions of the River of Anguish.

Frequent summoning of these undead creatures consumed more than half of the energy of the necromancers on the Black Wind Mountain side.

Seeing this, the Scourge on the River of Anguish relied on the terrain advantage and flag formation to consume these summons as much as possible.

In this way.

These Skeleton Seas mixed with summoned monsters and intermediate undead easily flattened several flag formations along the way and rushed into the huge flag formation regarded as the last line of defense by the River of Anguish Scourge.

The white dragon in the bunker seemed to have noticed something wrong.

"Why are there so many?"

Qinghong looked serious and thoughtful: "There is indeed something wrong. Although the number of this team is not much different from ours, it seems that there are a large number of high-level necromancers. It seems that this time they regard Beauty Mountain as one of the main attack directions."

This set of high-level flag formations regarded as the last line of defense is indeed extraordinary!

Suddenly, a bright red light appeared in the sky, and the temperature seemed to rise suddenly. The gray death aura formed by a large number of undead creatures was dispersed by the sudden heat.

Many skeleton warriors instinctively slowed down.

However, the intermediate undead creatures with more elite death aura and the summoned giant beasts were not afraid of the heat and continued to charge.

After seeing the skeleton warriors in front of them stagnated, they ignored them and continued to charge forward. Many skeleton warriors were trampled to death under their feet.

At this time.

The red in the sky gathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming firebirds about half a meter long after spreading their wings. They looked lifelike, and made loud and long cries, rushing towards the undead creatures and summoned beasts on the ground.

Boom, boom, boom...

The continuous explosions were endless.

After each explosion, a flame shock wave with a diameter of four or five meters would be formed. Even the summoned beasts with thick skin and flesh would fall to the ground after being hit several times in a row and turned into ashes.

"Huh?"

Ningying in the bunker was enlightened when she saw this.

"This should be a set of flag formations created by drawing on the Nine Sons Heaven Burning Formation. The power is indeed good. It should be regarded as the top-quality flag formation, at least reaching 10% of the power of the original formation. Tsk tsk, it seems that there are indeed several formation masters with extraordinary attainments in the River of Anguish."

Although the Nine Sons Heaven Burning Formation itself is not a top-level formation, but just one of the most ordinary formations, a flag formation that can exert 10% of its power is definitely not an ordinary product.

On the Black Wind Mountain side.

The natural disasters in the distance obviously also noticed the situation here.

If it continues like this, the second wave of the sea of ​​undead that has been accumulated with great difficulty will probably be swallowed by this set of flag formations.

So hundreds of flying undead flew out from the back.

They look like vampires, with pale skin, distorted faces, and extremely fast speeds, as if they are planning to destroy the center of the formation of this set of flag formations from the air.

But they obviously miscalculated.

At this moment, the entire Beauty Mountain station has been shrouded by the power of no-fly.

These flying undeads, which were originally very fast, instantly fell into a quagmire after flying into the restricted airspace, and their speed slowed down greatly.

At this time.

The watchtower on the ground fired a large number of energy crossbows, intending to shoot down these undeads.

But soon!

The originally complacent disasterers of the River of Distress discovered something unusual.

"No, it seems that something has been thrown down from their claws!"

The facts are indeed as the disasterers of the River of Distress guessed.

After these flying undeads realized that they were trapped in the restricted airspace, they did not continue to move forward, but threw the glass bottles in their hands towards the army of undead on the ground.

Then they turned their heads and flew out.

These glass bottles filled with black and gray liquid exploded on the ground, gushing out a large amount of pure death energy, just like the pure death energy that Chen Mo felt in the cemetery of the corpse team.

This is the dead water in the Rebirth Pool.

The cold and decadent breath instantly drove away the dryness in the air.

The undead who were originally affected by the power of the flag formation showed a cheerful mood, and even the skeleton warriors who were originally in a sluggish state became lively.

Seeing this, the undead wizards on the side of Black Wind Mountain showed a proud smile.

These dead waters are one of their secret weapons.

And their proud smiles are undoubtedly based on the pain of the natural disasters in the River of Distress in Beauty Mountain.

Not only did the strength of the undead in the flag formation increase greatly, and each of them became lively, but the flag formation itself was also affected, and the number of firebirds in the sky decreased sharply, which can be said to be a decline in one and a gain in the other.

"Where are you running!"

A third-level natural disaster destroyer roared, and it was Voldemort from the evil team.

He was standing on the head of the centipede, and with the roar, his body slowly merged into it. The centipede, which was originally more than 30 meters long, suddenly trembled violently, and then began to expand violently, the shell on its surface became shiny black, and it spit out rolling black poisonous clouds.

The centipede flashed and rushed towards the flying undead.

Under its poisonous cloud, these flying undead continued to fall from the sky.

But Voldemort's pursuit was just a temporary vent, and it was of no help to the battlefield situation, so the Scourge of Black Wind Mountain ignored it.

They have more important things to do!

Behind the Black Wind Mountain camp, four Scourge destroyers presided over the push of more than a dozen prisoners of war from the River of Anguish to the altar filled with a strong smell of blood.

The hand raised the knife and the body fell.

Then, under a strange sacrificial spell, the blood runes on the altar gradually exuded a brutal and ghostly evil breath.

After a long time.

Accompanied by the violent distortion above the altar.

A wolf-headed creature with a height of more than ten meters, wearing black metal armor and standing on two legs, appeared on the altar.

He opened his mouth wide and swallowed the soul on the altar in one gulp.

Then it opened its fangs and opened its mouth, revealing a satisfied smile. The sinister and cruel eyes under the helmet looked at the summoner beside it. The terrifying aura made the nearby necromancers silent. Finally, a natural disaster destroyer came forward and had a brief communication with it.

The strength of this creature has reached the level of a small destroyer leader!

Led by it.

The third wave of the undead sea summoned by the necromancers began to surge towards the Beauty Mountain.