The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0174 blood demon * prestige

The enemy is coming.

In front of the hall is a corridor that is nearly 20 long. The walls of the entire corridor are polished and slippery, which limits the talents of certain races on the walls.

The first to rush over were some rickety living corpses. The reason why they are called living corpses is that they can still feel the breath of the soul, which is almost the same as the soul-binding corpses made by drow, but these are definitely not soul-binding corpses.

Many drow warriors have seen in previous battles how the enemy bound the souls of these war dead in their bodies, and continued to be used by them. The drow priestess still needs various special materials and special techniques to make the soul-bound corpse, but the enemy can do it quickly and conveniently just by using some special skills of the Lich. Although the enemy's corpses are very concealed in the back, and they are also dressed differently from ordinary corpses, but the drow warriors have been dealing with the undead for a long time, and they can still distinguish them clearly.

It must be some specially evolved Lich!

What's even more frightening is that there are as many as 10 of the enemy's specially evolved Lich. There are 5 cursed liches who are good at negative blessings, and 5 are good at making living corpses and mending undead. Damn it, these bastard spellcasters will only hide behind those mountains of meat that are far more bloated than stitches and shake their staffs, never stepping on the front line, giving the drow warriors a chance to concentrate their elite assault.

Now, as expected, the enemy sent these living corpses to the front again. Damn it, it is a huge waste to spend precious crossbow bolts on these unconscious and harmless cannon fodder. But in close combat, the drow warriors present no longer had such extravagant hopes. These living corpses who staggered forward were their comrades in arms fighting side by side a few quarters of an hour ago, but now they could only open their terrified eyes, with a desperate expression, and rushed towards the sharp metal spear involuntarily.

They also have human senses, but they can't help themselves. They can only watch the metal weapons coming in and out of their bodies, and watch the dense magical spells flying towards their bodies, but they can't even wail in fear. Before he died, he tried his best to stretch out his dirty hands to the creatures in the distance.

When the drow fighters thought that they would face this kind of enslavement that was worse than death after they fell, all the souls of the dead would tremble, and the stabbing speed of the metal spear in their hands was accelerated. With countless metal barriers and obstacles, the living corpses couldn't approach them at all, which was a good opportunity to dispel the enemy's cannon fodder.

It's a pity that the enemy sent all the living corpses who were not afraid of death and toxins, which saved the drow warriors from the process of poisoning their weapons.

The living corpses crowded in front of the obstacle pounced on them repeatedly, and were stabbed down one by one by the drow warriors, and then turned into ashes by divine spells, turning them into slag.

Maybe it's time for the enemy to send higher-level undead. This idea just rose to the mind of the drow warrior, and there was a change in the corridor.

A Lich hidden among the living corpses sneaked close to the obstacle, and then a cloud of gray-green smoke exploded at the entrance of the hall, and quickly spread to the surroundings.

The drow warriors who were using metal spears at the entrance of the hall to stab through the gaps in the obstacles hurriedly dodged around, but two of them were still affected by the gray-green smoke. Even with the resistance of the drow warriors, the black skin was instantly dyed green, and some pustules began to spread rapidly. The two drow warriors fell to the ground and howled. It's all over the place.

Two golden rays of light landed on the drow warriors, immediately relieving their pain. The green color on their bodies had gradually faded, and the wounds that were ripped apart were slowly closing. Under the command of the priestess, several servants immediately came up to carry the two drow warriors to the back for treatment.

After the gray-green smoke at the entrance of the hall was dispelled, several drow warriors with crossbow arrows in their hands rushed forward, and the sound of "popping" shots continued. The Lich retreated quickly, but it was a pity that it moved slowly and its size was too obvious. When it exited the range, its body was already shot into a sieve. But for the undead, as long as the soul fire is not extinguished, the damage to the body can be completely ignored.

The chaotic lord who retreated to the rear pulled out all the crossbow arrows on his body, leaving a dozen fist-sized holes, and the death-controlling witch king next to him hit several consecutive black lights, and these holes healed quickly.

Li Xun scratched his head in distress. These combat powers were the only mobile forces he could deploy. They must not suffer too much damage because they went out to hunt wild food. That would not be a virtuous circle.

Standing beside her was Priestess Zena who had just arrived. She couldn't control her nervousness among many terrifying undead, and she stuck closely behind Li Xun, never leaving her.

The idea of ​​a frontal attack is not advisable, because the tunnel is not wide enough to accommodate two abominations charging at the same time. And going up one by one to add fuel to death is by no means a stupid thing that a conscientious and ambitious commander should do.

In the cemetery team behind him, the corpse witch is a protective unit that must not be sacrificed easily, while other units can invest moderately. As long as the capital can be earned back, Li Xun will not hesitate to fight with all his strength.

Well, it seems that I still lack a strong soldier who can attack fortifications, but I won't be short soon.

Because the Gorefiend has arrived.

Before the person arrived, the disgusting smell of blood had already permeated all the space around Li Xun. When the Gorefiend walked towards the mage with silent steps, it seemed as if a boundless sea of ​​blood was rushing towards him, forcing Zena to retreat again and again, barely leaning on the stone wall so as not to fall down.

Li Xun was expressionless, watching the blood demon approaching coldly, his mind was completely absorbed in his body, he could turn into a thunderous blow along the soul link at any time, annihilate his soul while breaking his blood contract.

The Gorefiend still had the appearance of a ferocious wolf man. He walked up to him and knelt down on one knee, put his hand on his chest and said, "At your call, your servants are here to wait for your orders!"

"Some enemies here are blocking my steps." Li Xun pointed to the hall where the battle was taking place, and the superior ordered coldly, "Knock open their defenses for me, and let the bloody roses bloom!"

"As you wish!"

The Gorefiend clasped his chest in salute, stood up and hissed to the sky, and immediately turned into a bolt of red lightning, rushing straight through the hall door.

The aura of his appearance was really overwhelming, instantly attracting the attention of all the spellcasters in the hall, and then the same overwhelming attacks came over.

The red lightning turned continuously in the air, passed through the gap between the horse and the obstacle, and rushed directly into the hall, just in time to collide with the opponent's magic attack.

The thin body was smashed to pieces in the blink of an eye. The only strange thing was that there were no broken limbs, only blood mist pouring on the drow warriors at the front line of the battle.

A drow warrior was the most unlucky. He was directly under the Gorefiend and was drenched all over. He angrily cursed this brainless brat, he appeared gorgeously, died happily enough, and even caused himself to be washed in blood. While pinching his nose to prevent himself from being stunned by the thick bloody smell, he wiped the thick plasma on the chain armor with his hands, feeling a slight tingle on the skin splashed by the blood. Could it be that this guy's blood is poisonous?

When he raised his head to look at his comrades-in-arms, he realized that they were running away from him in horror. What are they doing, are they still afraid of the blood of the enemy?

Before he could figure it out, the stinging pain on his body became more and more intense, and some sticky soft body wriggled on his face, trying hard to drill into his mouth and nose. He grabbed it in horror, slammed it hard, and then let out a heart-piercing scream. His entire face and the flesh and blood underneath were torn off.

When the blood in his body spurted out, the miserable drow warrior seemed to hear the sound of swallowing loudly before he passed out.

Looking at the entire corridor, there was not only one person who was attacked by blood. Those drow warriors who spattered less blood were still fighting inexplicable enemies, but the battlefield of the battle was transferred to their bodies. The boiling blood and piercing pain made them howl in pain, and they stumbled towards the priest of the family, hoping to obtain divine rescue.

"Don't let them get close, the enemy is inside them!" Madam Wen Lisha also put aside distracting thoughts at this critical moment, and issued a clear command: "Attack!"

More than a dozen magical spells combined with spells blew the five blood-tainted drow warriors into pieces, and a more terrifying situation unfolded before their eyes.

All the splashed and disintegrated blood was wriggling as if it had life, converging nearby, gradually gathering into a stream of blood, rushing happily to a certain place, where it gathered and protruded into a human figure made of blood.

Moments later, a new Gorefiend appeared.

"Don't use attack magic, trap it with bondage!"

Madam Wen Lisha immediately changed her tactics, and together with all the priestesses and priests, she used different magical spells with different names but similar effects, such as spider web, binding vines, and dark binding.

Before they could check the effect, the sound of clothes flapping could be heard everywhere in the hall, and 20 blood-sucking counts had already appeared beside them.

In just a split second, all the priestesses and priests were caught in the flames of war.

Before the drow guards at the side caught up to help, each spellcaster went through several rounds of attacks. Although the magic defense was not breached, they were still distracted.

There was a sudden earth-shaking vibration in the passageway, and a flesh giant that crowded the passageway was appearing within Drow's line of sight at a sprinting speed. Completely ignoring the cannon fodder in front of him, he slammed into the obstacle at the entrance of the hall as he stomped all the way.

There was a muffled "boom".

All the creatures in the corridor bounced on the spot, which shows how violent the collision was.

The horses and obstacles instantly distorted and deformed, and many sharp edges and corners pierced deeply into the flesh giant's body, making it unable to move at all. But before everyone calmed down, another burst of heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor.

"Boom"

The second collision achieved far better results than the first one. Most of the obstacles couldn't withstand such a rapid force and still burst into the air. The broken metal fragments bounced back and forth between the walls in the corridor, causing countless stray bullet damage.