The Rise of the Cemetery

Frustrated after repeated setbacks, it has not really taken down a single enemy so far since the start of the war, which made the ghost lord very surprised by this group of undead that suddenly appeared.

Why do they have so many strange treasures? Why are they so resistant? Why are they of different races, but they have a tacit cover and cooperation?

These doubts are constantly tormenting it, making it gradually lose confidence in this battle. From the original intention of annihilating the opponent, to the current intention of avoiding the strong and attacking the weak and killing the weak first, the ghost lord's mind is also slowly disintegrating, and some flashes of fleeing without fighting linger in his heart.

But before escaping, one must be killed first to relieve the hatred in his heart, so that it can escape here temporarily with dignity.

"It's you!" Seeing the ghoul spinning at high speed, the ghost lord made up his mind instantly, and took this arrogant guy as today's sacrifice.

There is no need to recite the incantation, the ghost lord who has already integrated with the lightning just gritted his teeth and exerted force, and a huge amount of lightning energy burst out from his body, converging into a super large plasma ball in front of him. The overflowing blue plasma liquid emitted frighteningly brilliant light in the sizzling friction of positive and negative charges, and the spinning ghouls were rushing towards this death trap.

Amidst the eerie laughter of "Jie Jie Jie...", the ghost lord pushed the super plasma ball towards Karu who had nowhere to hide.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down suddenly. The whole world suddenly turned into little bugs frozen in amber, and all undead, all movements, and all expressions were clearly identifiable. Some shouted in horror, with their swinging arms still in the air; some hurriedly made amends, and the bony skeleton mage Haka's rapid incantations were still flowing rapidly, and the magic brilliance of "protecting energy" was still slowly forming between the bones; After besieging Wei and saving Zhao, the Skeleton King rushed forward, trying to bring the ghost lord into the attack range of "Underworld Fire Critical Strike"...

All of this was seen by the mutated ghoul Karu, but in this fleeting moment, he only did one thing. An indigo cloak as thin as a cicada's wings tightly wrapped his body, only a pair of sharp claws were exposed at the front end, and his thin body crashed into the world of lightning.

For a moment, the white light shone brightly, and the apse of the Shadow Dome seemed to light up a sun suddenly, rendering the entire world into an ocean of light. All the souls of the dead shrank suddenly, losing their perception of the outside world, and could only vaguely hear a mournful and mournful wail amidst the violent lightning roar.

Hey, why does it sound like a ghost lord's voice?

All the undead were still spinning their sluggish brains, stumbling towards the rising sun like headless flies. Haka, who had always been on good terms with the mutated ghoul Karoo, was even more anxious. While groping forward, he shouted Karoo's name loudly, and his smooth and white skull hit the stone pillar with a "crash".

When the glare faded, the elites of the cemetery who surrounded them saw the incredible scene in front of them, their dry jaws almost fell to the ground.

The ghost lord Sermetek, who was still majestic before, has already slumped to the ground, and a large hole in the front and back is pulled out in the middle of his body. Countless small and small lightnings bounce and wreak havoc inside and outside his body, burning everything he passes by. The purple debris slowly melted into the air.

It's not long before I see my life!

And the ghoul Kalu, who was supposed to be dead, held up a purple core the size of a baby's head triumphantly, standing beside the ghost lord and laughing loudly. It’s just that the ghoul’s face is already ugly and hideous. Once the mouth is completely opened and the whole body trembles while laughing, the scene will be as scary as it is...

The Skeleton King stopped first, looked thoughtfully at the cloak of the same color as his skin on the back of the ghoul, and sighed faintly: "Anti-magic cloak?!..."

This is one of the achievements of the master in the starry sky laboratory. It’s just that one or two pieces have just been transformed by the corpse witches. I don’t know how effective they are, so I put them on the market. I hope that the undead mercenaries can feed back some useful key data, so that they can make the final finalization. .

It was only put into the market tentatively yesterday, and it can already be seen that undead mercenaries are using it today. This... this speed is too fast! Kalu probably doesn't know that this is an experimental anti-magic cloak. The main material is the outer skin of the star beast "Devil Fish". If he really knows, he probably won't dare to rely on it in such a dangerous situation. It saved my life!

"This kid's lucky value is quite high!" The Skeleton King silently made a conclusion.

Being penetrated by the human body drill and pulling out the key core, the ghost lord Semetek also lost control of the massive lightning in his body, and he was slowly swallowed by the lightning he gathered without being attacked by the enemy.

Adhering to the principle of maximizing profits, the undead mercenaries rushed forward immediately, those who extracted soul fires extracted soul fires, those who took slices and samples took slices and samples, and a few swiftly rushed to the depths of the stone forest, looking for the possible existence of the other party. treasure room.

But today's biggest winner is this unremarkable mutated ghoul Karoo. When he returns, all the treasures will be collected, and he will be given priority to choose one as a reward for the hero of this battle. This reward will not conflict with the rewards given in the mission hall, it is a means for the mercenary team to motivate teammates.

After the search was completed, the cemetery elite decapitation team hurried out of the stone forest, boarded the waiting empty riders one after another, and quickly returned along the original road.

As soon as they rushed out of the gate of the Shadow Dome, all the undead were stunned by the huge roar outside.

The ghost clouds that covered the sky kept circling, falling and impacting in the sky, and the continuous death clouds on the ground shot into the air, dyeing the sky around the top of the mountain into leaden gray. The well-equipped cemetery mercenaries blocked the only road up the mountain, wielding huge two-handed swords, double-headed flails, cart axes and other heavy weapons. A pile of corpses nearly 3 meters high has been piled up, and the pile of corpses is still piling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Lich Mage Group behind the mercenaries kept casting spells, barely protecting the mercenaries' heads from being attacked by ghost clouds, and a thin layer of ash had fallen on the entire mountain top.

"Isn't this the residue left after the spirit body was destroyed?" The undead mercenaries who had just rushed out thought in horror. "How many spirit bodies have to be slaughtered to form the ashes that cover the square on the top of the mountain, one thousand or two thousand? This place is worthy of being called the Resentful Soul Mountain, and there are many sincere resentful souls!"

"Why are you still in a daze! Hurry up and help, beat them down, so we can break up and leave!" A mercenary leader who stayed outside the hall and was in charge of commanding looked back at them, and immediately shouted excitedly.

All the undead rushed to the front line, stood on the high pile of corpses and looked down, their hearts were shocked again.

So many undead!

Looking down from above, within a radius of 3 miles of Wraith Mountain, there was not even half of the ground to be seen, it was all covered by crowds of people. On the only avenue up the mountain, there are even more dense piles. The tide of corpses is not one layer or two, but countless layers, forming a constantly wriggling mountain of meat.

Looking around, there are crowds of human heads everywhere, jungles of arms growing everywhere, hoarse roars of "ho ho" everywhere...

No wonder the well-equipped cemetery mercenaries began to complain. The terrain they originally occupied was almost filled up by the piles of corpses piled up by the opponent. The piles of corpses that were slowly increasing in height and thickness were being pulled up from the ground, swaying towards the top of the mountain. climbing. If the decapitation team moved more slowly, it is estimated that several piles of corpses could directly cover the top of the mountain.

Among the dense crowd of ghosts in the sky, there are also many phantoms, night shadows, resentful ghosts, and banshees mixed in. Under the cover of ghost clouds, they keep rushing downwards, trying to rush into the shadow palace. These guys are the most hateful, most of the injuries of the cemetery troops are caused by them.

The injection of reinforcements immediately stabilized the situation, and the powerful skills of the elite mercenaries in the cemetery showed their brilliance on the side of the mountain one after another, breaking the large group of corpses into pieces and slowing down the spread of the pile of corpses.

"I'll suppress them with the power of the dragon, hurry up and evacuate!" The Skeleton King rode on the ghost dragon, holding the huge bone spurs on the keel, and yelled loudly.

The undead mercenaries blocking the front line immediately used all their skills, and bloody flowers exploded in the corpse tide. Only then did they have a short gap with the endless corpse tide, and hurried back to run to the rear empty ride.

The high-ranking Lich of the Cemetery Mage Corps teamed up to cast spells. Countless corpses on the front line exploded, and rows of skeletons and zombies stood up, becoming a temporary rear-end force.

As soon as the anti-air firepower was relaxed, a large cloud of ghosts swarmed down, directly attacking the members of the mage group who were retreating in a hurry. Those big guys with sharp swords and strong shields can't stay, and these short-legged and thin-skinned spellcasters don't want to run away.

The Skeleton King stomped on the ghost dragon, and the huge bone dragon covered in layers of black mist immediately rushed forward. The dark red soul fire hidden in the depths of the black mist surged, and a silent roar resounded through the top of the wraith mountain.

All the spirit bodies affected by the roaring sound wave immediately lost their minds, broke away from the uniform ghost cloud, and slammed into the air. The dozen or so resentful souls who rushed to the front disintegrated directly in the shock wave and became the sacrifice of the undead "Longwei".

There are also a large group of high-level wraiths, night shadows, and banshees mixed in the ghost cloud, which are minimally affected by the "Longwei" and still rush forward regardless of their own safety.

The Skeleton King let out a cold snort, swung the big bone sword, and a white brilliance shot out, facing the group of screeching and annoying ghosts.

Silently, without any hindrance, a huge half-moon-shaped white brilliance sword energy soared into the sky, gliding past the crowd of ghosts, cutting all the spirit bodies encountered in half. In the powerful half-moon slash, no spirit body can survive, and no spirit body can hinder the speed of the half-moon slash.

This half-moon slash rushed up to a height of 50 meters before it slowly faded and dissipated. On the way it passed, countless ash powder was scattered, and countless spirit bodies were destroyed.

However, after issuing this superb big move, the energy stored in the White Bone Great Sword just now was completely consumed, and it no longer had the brilliance and agility it had before.