Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

"Necromancers, the time that belongs to you has arrived, the great artifact holder, Lord Rhodes gifted his corpse witch king to you, just for this moment, now it is time for you to give him back."

Leading a large number of necromancers to the front of the quiet city, as the corpse of corpses set their position, the centaur leader is giving orders to all necromancers, boosting their morale.

However, the eyes of the Necromancer looked at her, but there was no eagerness to lift the morale, and some were just deep fear.

The inheritance preserved in the bloodline makes the centaur leader used to inspire the momentum of his men through words before the start of the battle, and the experience of being a death knight also taught her another way, which is to use fear to drive her. action.

"If all the undead creatures under your control are consumed, you can rest for a short time, but don't think about fleeing from the battlefield. The people behind are your role models."

Following the words of the centaur leader, the corpse witch behind the formation raised one slender wooden stick.

A corpse was worn on each stick. The tip of the wooden stick passed under their bodies, and finally out of their mouths. Some of these corpses had decayed, and some remained fresh, and the blood on their bodies had not yet solidified.

The surrounding necromancers looked at the sticks, and their eyes showed fear.

Wasting corpses is a taboo of the Necromancer, but now, no one has the courage to reprimand the Centaur leader for this behavior. The corpses on the wooden sticks are all former companions of the Necromancer.

Among them, not long ago, Torri, who had just participated in the Rain City Conference, was on one of the wooden sticks. No one knew what he had done wrong. It was only from the centaur leader’s mouth that Torri tried to escape from here, and was finally affected. punish.

Noting the fear in the eyes of the necromancer nearby, the centaur leader showed a satisfied look in his eyes.

"Fear will drive creatures to move forward. They dare not slack, and are more effective than any other emotions, especially for those necromancers. Cut off their retreat, control them, and at the same time, don't forget to give them A chance to survive, of course, is only a glimmer."

Recalling the sneer on his face when Rod had said these words, the centaur leader felt with emotion that these fearful necromancers were as he said, after discovering a glimmer of opportunity to survive. Mastered a powerful force, but had no intention of resisting at all.

In the secluded city, the elf scouts who are constantly investigating the movements of the necromancer have also reflected the arrival of the enemy to the powerful guardians in the city.

Already aware of the arrival of the Necromancer, the guardians in the city have also made targeted arrangements for how to win, and everything will be able to work only after the final confirmation.

On the city wall, several prominent guardians are watching the necromancer's every move.

"The plan is like this. You resist the attacks of the undead creatures, and I will kill the leaders of those necromancers." On the city wall, Yves dressed in black said slowly, and he shook the blade of the sword, his expression very dark. firm.

"This is not like last time. The enemies that came here included at least one lich, and many powerful undead creatures. What's more, we haven't found the trace of the evil lord Rhodes. He may be hiding. In the dark, waiting for your shot." Beside Yves, the city lord Ivor in a green robe said slowly.

"I understand him, he didn't come to this battlefield. According to the Elf King's indication, he should be lurking in the Turalion Forest, ready to attack the ordinary creatures. I need to solve the battle here as soon as possible, and then go to support. "

As he said, Yves raised the blade in his hand, his eyes gleaming with hatred: "What's more, if he really appears on the battlefield, that would be great. This time, I must personally take him. Kill."

Hearing what he said, beside the black elves, the powerful dwarf spellcasters, plus the women in golden robes, looked at him one after another.

The sky above the head has long been shrouded in deep black mist, and the dark sky that belongs to the necromancer, obscures all the rays of the sky.

With the last ray of light being obscured by the black cloud, the Necromancer's attack has also begun.

The neat corpse of corpse witches began to advance continuously, and on both sides of the corpse of corpse witches, two huge skeleton giants were slowly marching forward. Under the envelope of darkness, vampire bats merged into the dark sky. Enter the city silently.

The mighty lich showed his power, sent evil blessings to all undead creatures, and made the death energy in the space even greater.

Before they came under the city wall, the clouds of death shot at the creatures in the city first, but they were blocked by a pure white barrier, unable to go deeper into the city.

The vampire bat that touched the pure white barrier turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated.

"Damn it's undead creatures, it seems that they haven't learned a lesson yet, let me teach them with an undead killer!" The dwarf Malcam said with a urn, and a pure white light emerged from his hand.

Suddenly, the dwarf stopped his actions, the white light slowly dissipated, and the other two guardians beside him were also a little dazed.

"What happened? Guardian Malcam, why stopped casting spells?" Aside, seeing the undead creatures approaching the quiet city, the puzzled Ivor asked the dwarf anxiously.

"I received a message from the Elf King." Malcam said in a deep voice, "The Holy Land of Turalion is now being attacked by the Necromancer."

"This must be his plan. He must have been in the Holy Land himself." Yves changed his face and said urgently, "Yuk the Wise is now in danger. I can't stay here, Markham, open the door of time and space. Let me return to the Holy Land to support."

"How should the Necromancer here deal with it? Without you, we can't end this battle quickly." The dwarf did not rush to cast the spell, but asked first.

"With your strength, it is enough to hold the Necromancer for a long time. After ensuring the safety of the Holy Land, I will rush back as soon as possible. The guardians in the nearby forest will also come to support soon."

Seeing Yves saying this, Malcam said nothing more, and raised his hand to display a faint green portal.

Facing the portal with waves of ripples, Yves didn't hesitate to step into it, and his figure slowly disappeared.

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