My summons are weird

Chapter 849 845. Fierce battle between insects and the dead

The bodies of the spiritual bodies that came overwhelmingly were broken, and their outlines were rolling and condensing like mist, somewhere between reality and reality. The energy to maintain their existence made them emit a cold light, which was the brightest and brightest in this dark night battlefield. The most terrifying glimmer.

The light was like a light guiding the dead, and also like a misplaced bridge connecting the kingdom of death. The rotting flesh and bones, the exposed bones, emitted a stinking stench, splashed with dark mucus, and enveloped a large number of people wearing battle-damaged Oroen armor. The dead gained a new attitude from death, crossed over from eternal sleep, and embarked on a new battlefield.

Layers upon layers of Zerg trampled on each other's bodies, converging into colorful "water streams" and rushing forward. The sky and the earth were crowded with their figures.

The large zerg are like solid rocks in the torrent, moving slowly and unhurriedly, not caring about the small companions passing over them.

The self-destructive Zerg began to form under the control of the Zerg King. The large crustacean Zerg will soon become their most powerful shield before completing their mission.

The mimic insectoids began to burrow into the ground. In the shallow soil that had been modified by the demon-suppressing plants, they were at home like a fish in water. They were slowly moving forward like an ambusher, leaving behind one after another enough to provide the insect king. Pheromone stronghold of information.

Oka saw clearly from a high place the collision of the two torrents. In an instant, the insect swarm and the spirit corpse collided together. The two groups with clear boundaries mixed together after a few seconds, and then sounded a strange sound that would never be forgotten in its life. Scream.

The sharp chirping of the insect swarm and the pitiful scream of the spirit body. When the two sounds collide and stir, Oka seems to be in the land cursed by the gods described by the bard, where disasters never end and everything in the world Suffering and torture are staged alternately, and the most frightening things and things spread across the land between dusk and dawn, spreading death and uncertainty for a long time.

Here, living is the greatest curse.

The words in the book jumped out, word by word, piecing together what was happening on the earth at this moment.

It's not a bard's fanciful words... it's recording a fact.

The spirit beings screamed and rushed into the insect pile. Their illusory bodies passed through each insect tide, causing a chain of madness. This group of low-level insects with almost no intelligence instantly became the toys of the spirit entities, causing chaos and self-mutilation. , the restlessness blocked the tide, forming gradually rising hills, like thick sores on the earth.

The insects that gnawed at the flesh and blood of the walking corpses and whirled around in their tattered bodies quickly fell to death. The deadly air of death corroded their body surfaces. As the walking corpses moved around, the corpses of the insect swarms were scattered all over the ground.

After a while, the rotten insect skeletons squirmed. They had lost their vitality and swayed over. They completed the transformation from life to death, followed the spirit body army not far away, and joined the queue to fight against "life".

The Insect King was smart enough to understand the current situation, and with the help of the Insect Master, he quickly changed his style of play.

The insect tide, which was full of demon-suppressing power, joined the offensive and once again violently collided with the spirit corpses. The insect swarms tore apart a large number of spirit bodies. After them, large insect tribes joined the battlefield, possessing With their sturdier bodies, they are not afraid of the corrosion and bites of the zombies, and are also immune to the magic released by the consciousness of powerful individuals among them.

The collapsed Oroen defense line stabilized.

The self-destructive Zerg joined the battlefield at this time. Under the cover of the large crustacean Zerg, they easily reached the center of the fierce battle between the Zerg and the spirit beings. Here, countless Zerg and Zerg were fighting every second. The spirits dissipated together.

The sound of the self-destruction was like the sound of firecrackers, and a pungent yellow-green smoke spread on the chaotic battlefield.

Although the sound was small, the power should not be underestimated. With the Baneling Bugs as the center, a large number of undead Zerg returned to the dust, and the walking corpses were torn apart. However, the smoke containing the power of suppressing demons did not waver the spirits for a moment. Let the light that always shrouded the army of the dead waver a little.

Melie arrived and was stunned.

The undead insect skeletons collided fiercely with the Oron zerg clan.

Spiritual bodies are everywhere on the battlefield, and they are pervasive.

The walking corpses hatch and nourish the undead zerg with their bodies, and they rush to the battlefield continuously.

What did he see?

A few years ago, the undead disaster ravaged the land of Mera, but as the two leaders of the Black Corpse Society lost contact inexplicably one after another, the undead disaster could not continue, and only the knowledge they left during this period continued to be passed on. As a result, one after another necromancy schools that claimed to be the orthodox successors of the Black Corpse Society were formed to fight with each other, and were targeted by the major forces in Mera.

Logically speaking, Mera's undead disaster has ended long ago, but the scene in front of her is clearly the reappearance of the disaster.

After a moment of dizziness, Melie took off his mask, wiped his eyes, and asked, "Is this the method of the Dawn Leader?"

Oka was at a loss: "I don't know...maybe, maybe not..."

Even he could not digest the shock of the scene in front of him in a short time.

The strength is astonishing and the structure is precise, covering the entire Magic Array in the Dawn Territory.

The magic power is highly enriched and seems to be an endless internal environment.

The giant dragon that has become extinct in Mera continent.

The siren who unites as one and controls the spirit of speech.

A mushroom tree that can compete with demon-suppressing plants and block the process of demon-suppressing erosion.

Extraordinary giant puppets, as well as flexible puppet control methods.

It is a powerful ritual magic condensed based on elements.

An advanced flesh summoning method that easily defeats flesh summons and destroys them.

A plague potion that can be specialized against swarms of insects.

If even the group of undead in front of them are the means of the Dawn Leader... then how many methods does the Dawn Leader have that they have not yet demonstrated?

Is this really the level of knowledge that a territory located on the edge of the continent, isolated in a corner, self-isolated, and clearly hiding from the world can possess?

Their power is enough to carve out a kingdom!

Oka forced himself to calm down. As a legion commander, he could not fall into long-term panic due to shock.

There are several issues that need to be understood urgently.

One: The spirit body is also a special kind of magical body. This is what Clover has told them a long time ago. This concept was elaborated by the survivors of the Black Corpse Society and is believed to come from Sarah and Carlden. The Mouth of the Undead Herald.

However, some of the spirits we have seen so far will dissipate quickly after being attacked by demon suppressors, while others will become completely mad and last for a long time before they are completely wiped out.

The casualties caused by these mad individuals are extremely high. The insect swarms are almost unable to stop them from blowing across the battlefield like smoke. When Oroun's magicians are eroded by them, most of them will lose their minds and become madmen who attack their teammates, thus causing The chaos is countless.

What causes this difference?

Second: Not all dead people will form spirit bodies after death, and most of the spirit bodies will linger near the corpse, with a large fluctuation range, and their actions are aimless. The number and scale in front of you is extremely unusual, and it is obvious that someone is secretly controlling it, but ...Oroun's messenger has still found no trace of the Necromancer.

How did they control these crazy spirits?

"Will the situation get better after daybreak?"

Oka quickly went to Newman to consult the situation. The reason why he didn't go to Clover was because he was completely disappointed with those five idiots.

"It should be...but there are also many records of daytime activities of spirits reported from various places in Mela."

"In other words, most undead are afraid of the daylight, and there are indeed individuals who don't care at all?"

Newman nodded: "Only the Necromancy School has studied them. All the old forces in Mela have disdained to contact them since the Necromancy Disaster. The only old school system they have come into contact with has now collapsed, so their knowledge is useless. People can know.”

Oka asked the question that concerned him most.

"Is it possible for the Necromancy School to help the Dawn Leader?"

Newman was stunned. The question was as unnecessary as asking whether it was possible for Noel not to be interested in women.

The Undead Calamity originated in the buffer zone of the four major nations around the Snowy Mountains, and had eroded the territory of the Theocracy. Sera, the former God-chosen God of The Theocracy, was in the Dawn Territory. With her character, how could the Dawn Territory cooperate with the Undead… Unless she has completely forgotten Laurentian's teachings, completely abandoned her moral bottom line in the process of getting along with the glutton, and devoted herself to the darkness.

This seems to be the story of the corrupted version of Serra’s Chosen God in folklore?

The fierce battle is still going on. The Oroun Zerg and the Necrons are fighting fiercely. One side has an absolute advantage in numbers and can repeatedly smash and repel the Necrons.

On the other side, there are more corrosive spirits that disrupt the insect swarm, and can continuously resurrect parts of the dead insect swarm to replenish their troops and fight again.

Overall, Oroen has the advantage.

In order to prepare for this war, Oroen's Zerg have been "violent" for several rounds, and the overall number has reached a terrifying critical point. Both for the insect king and the Oroen people, these have gradually exceeded the limit of Oroen's endurance. The individual is an out-and-out cannon fodder, in desperate need of an occasion to splurge.

Oka also noticed that as the sky grew brighter, the spirits showed obvious signs of weakness. They would break and dissipate at a faster speed, and the intensity of erosion was far less than that of the initial confrontation.

It is not an isolated phenomenon, but a common situation that occurs on the entire front.

Sure enough, just as the morning light was about to leap over the horizon, the spirits seemed to have heard a definite signal, stopped all actions, and retreated in a direction where the Oroen people could not pursue, leaving only countless corpses to continue charging forward. , consuming another batch of replenishing insect swarms entering the battlefield.

The messengers wanted to track them, but the movements of the spirits were so fast. They penetrated the obstacles and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving no opportunity for the Oroen people to find the source.

The morning sun shed light on the land that had been noisy all night, revealing mountains of insect carcasses.

Never in the history of Orona have the Swarm suffered such losses.

Another record, broken in the Mela.

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