Heroes of the Invincible Undead

In the front of the battlefield, Commander Farezer did not realize that Rod was in a dangerous situation, and was directing the battle with all his strength.

"There is a riot in the enemy’s rear, and the master’s surprise attack must have been effective. Those barbarians have become our companions under the watch of the master, and they can no longer control the Behemoth. New members!"

The succubus nearby passed on the commander’s order. For a while, the morale of the legion members was boosted. If they weren’t essentially undead creatures and were not dominated by morale at all, the high morale at this moment would leave an unforgettable experience for the enemy. Lessons.

"Jerreyfu, haven't you analyzed the blood components of those Behemoths?"

As if thinking of something, the commander quickly asked a mage in a bright red robe.

"I've said it a long time ago. It's not a normal behemoth. It's not blood, but hot magma that flows in their bodies. It's not a species that should exist on land at all."

After being called by the commander, Jereyfu angrily said that his ability to manipulate blood has completely lost its effect on the behemoth behemoths. The blood magic he mastered is essentially water magic, but for the flow in the hell. The magma in the body seemed helpless.

For this reason, Jereyfu needs to thoroughly analyze all the components of the magma in Hell Beamon, and then rely on the ability of the legendary mage to make corresponding adjustments to the magic in order to make the spell work again.

"Speed ​​up the progress!" Varese ordered. Unlike other members of the morale nearby, he looked at the battlefield in the distance. The experience he had cultivated in the war made him feel a little uneasy.

The Scarlet Mage didn’t say much. Although in terms of strength, he far surpassed the commander in front of him, and even only a piece of magic could deprive him of all the blood in his body, but on the battlefield, he had to obey the commander’s orders. .

Not far away, Vios in the Legion was fighting hard with Hell Beamon. He was also one of the very few in the Legion, able to rely on his own strength to fight the Hell Beamon back and forth, even In front of him, even Hell Bimeng had no advantage.

Seeing the right time, Jereyfu took advantage of Veos to brandish the giant scythe and added a seemingly insignificant wound to Hell Beamon's body. He cast his best blood magic, but the effect of this spell was negligible. , Just pulled out a few drops of magma from Hell's Bimon's wound, which quickly condensed on the ground nearby.

"Damn..." It had been predicted that the effect of the spell would not be good, but at this moment, Jereyfu still couldn't help but scream in secret. The monster in front of him from the depths of **** is really his nemesis. In front of him, his spells had no effect at all.

"Go away! This is my battle, but you don't need to intervene!"

What Jereyfu didn't expect was that his help was exchanged for the scolding of the great devil, as if his help in casting spells harmed the great devil.

In desperation, the self-confessing boring Jerevor can only put his gaze on other positions on the battlefield. In addition to this great demon, there are many members of the legion who are falling into deep and bitter battles and are suppressed by the hell. It's hard to breathe, waiting for him to help.

Shaking his head, just as Jereyfu looked around the battlefield, the sound transmission conch that belonged to him suddenly rang.

"I need your help."

The familiar voice from the conch made Jeref's expression slightly changed. If he heard it correctly, it was the voice of the owner.

Compared with the past, the master's voice is a little more anxious, and it seems that there is something important that is bothering him. Not only that, but the matter has come to the point of imminence, and there is no room for more hesitation.

After receiving the master's order, Jereffer immediately gave up everything he had at hand, and even before he could report the situation to the commander, he immediately displayed his teleportation, following the position of Rhodes in the perception, and crossed the space.

Instant movement, as a kind of space magic, is also a kind of water magic. Just like those witches who are good at manipulating death energy, they will produce different effects when they cast the time and space gates of the earth system. Jeref, who is proficient in blood spells, can also produce different effects when he casts teleportation.

Next to Jeref, the great demon Vios, who was fighting fiercely with Hell Beamon, seemed to feel something. He looked back and looked at him with a dazed expression. Only Jeref, who was still in place, was left at the moment. The afterimage of, a blood-colored Changhong across the air, the end of the Changhong pointed directly at the depths of the camp of the group of savage creatures.

"what…"

Just as Vios was stunned, the offensive belonging to Hell Bemun once again struck. The claws attached to the flames slammed on his head and replaced them with other enemies. Vios, who refused to retreat, must use a sickle handle. To meet each other, but facing the sharp claws of Beamon, he could only merge his body into the flames and move around in the **** Beamon.

The battle with Hell Beamon continued, but Vios was no longer paying attention to the enemy in front of him. The Scarlet Mage, who was anxious to leave, made him uneasy during the battle. It seemed that something important was happening over there.

On the other side of the battlefield, Jeff, who straddled the space, quickly realized that something was wrong.

"Master, that's..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jereyfu's eyes shrank. He saw the master who had summoned him, and the group of ferocious black dragons who were looking at the master and might pounce on them at any time.

What surprised Jereffer was that the master at this moment did not seem to be in a good state, half of his body was in a transparent state, and it seemed to be completely melted into the sky, no longer the majesty it once was.

Jereyfu swept his eyes around, and his heart became more amazed. With just a brief glance, he saw no fewer than dozens of giant dragons. However, on the battlefield below, he didn't even notice any abnormalities. He didn't even notice them. The trail of the enemy, that seems to be the ability of some kind of treasure.

The low and deep dragon roar that kept coming has also brought Jerevor’s thoughts back to reality. He seemed to realize why the master would specially find him at this moment. His blood spell is undoubtedly used to deal with a large group of enemies. best choice.

However, in the next moment, Jereffer showed a bit of bitterness on his face. What appeared in front of him was a large group of real dragons. Among them, there were many black dragons that could resist all magic. Faced with this type of enemy, even It was the blood magic he was good at, and it might not have any effect.