The Rise of the Cemetery

"He is really a mindless demon lord. Brothers, start work!"

As a meat shield, the green-haired zombie Moros rushed to the front without any hesitation. Even though his body size has grown a lot in this year, but in front of the 5-meter-tall Berserker, his 3-meter height is still just a little brother image.

The gigantic and exaggerated tower shield was distorted by the berserker demon's strenuous hacking and slashing, and it was too much for just a single encounter. Moros's smaller figure was pushed back by the huge force of the Berserker Demon, and the steel boots under his feet rubbed against the rough bone ground and caught fire, and even curled green smoke rose.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Bruce pounced on from the side with all his strength, and thrust the black ghost claws covered with dense bandages fiercely into the gap in the armor on Kleinus' waist.

"roll!"

Kleinus yelled violently, holding an ax against the iron can with one hand, freeing the other hand, clenched into a fist, and with the sound of howling wind, he slammed fiercely at the mummy beside him.

Bru raised his hands high on the shelf, and the rune bandages on his body turned brilliantly. He tried his best to barely block the iron fist of the Berserk Demon. In this kind of head-to-head competition, Moros and Blue, who are both "light" in size and weight, will undoubtedly suffer a lot of dark losses.

Both sides exhausted all their strength, and their strong and sturdy bodies grew considerably under the stimulation of the surging blood. All of a sudden, the berserk demon Kleinus let out an angry roar, his strength dropped sharply, and he was actually pushed back by the two undead.

Kleinus took advantage of the opportunity to jump back and break away from the entanglement between the two. The fierce long-handled battle ax in his hand circled around his body with a sharp roar. During the movement, a fountain of blood gushed out from his waist. out.

"oops……"

The mutated ghoul Karu's lean, lean and flexible body suddenly emerged from behind the Berserk Demon, and almost screamed and rolled out from under the giant axe. Just being swept by the fierce wind brought by the big axe, his back was instantly torn apart.

Fortunately, with the big harvest last time, Karu specially harvested a pair of finger cots enchanted with the effects of "tearing" and "armor breaking". The demon lord, his weak attack really doesn't seem to be able to break through the opponent's defense.

Kleinus was sincerely bored with this kind of assassin-type opponent who jumped at every opportunity. With a swing of the long-handled battle ax in his hand, he forced away the two meat shields who charged again, and a burst of black energy rushed straight at the ghoul Karu who was wandering behind him.

As soon as Heiqifang left his hand, he was stirring rapidly, turning into a hammer shape in the tumbling condensation, and slammed into the thin body of Kalu.

"Hammer of Chaos"

With a scream, Karu curled up, and a translucent dark green cloak stretched out from behind his shoulders and neck, wrapping him completely in an instant.

With a muffled "boom", the Hammer of Chaos was hitting Kalu's curled up meat ball, and the heavy force made him grunt.

Kleinus was overjoyed when he saw this, he rushed towards the undead who had been hit by the Hammer of Chaos, and slashed head-on with the big ax in his hand, as if to cut him in half.

The cloak abruptly retracted behind the back, and Kalu's sneering Crazy War Demon smiled, and rolled and escaped on the spot.

The heavy and violent big ax suddenly hit the bone floor, instantly shaking the bone floor with a radius of 3 meters into powder, and countless bone fragments scattered in all directions. Kleinus stood there stunned in a swift strike posture, watching the ghoul kid calmly slip away from his axe, still muttering to himself.

"How is this possible? How can he resist the stun effect of the Hammer of Chaos? Even a demon lord must be stunned for at least 2 seconds..."

But no one will help him answer this question, because all the undead are busy attacking, and then attacking...

Moros' two-handed sword, Bru's ghost claw, Kalu's finger claw, and the shadow arrows of the two skeleton mages all focused on the Berserker at this moment, causing him to stagger back with blood on his mouth.

The Forgotten Mage Parkvik also took the time to insert a green cloud-shrouded bone pillar in front of him.

A berserk demon who accidentally fell into the encirclement knew something was wrong, and the long-handled battle ax in his hand swayed violently, fending off the attacks of several melee fighters in turn, and resisting the long-range firepower, he planned to "shift the strategy" ".

Unexpectedly, before the abyssal flames that had just enveloped him could be sent out, a snake-like twisted lightning shot out from the bone pillar in front of Parkwick, and hit the Berserker in an instant. In normal times, such tiny lightning wouldn't even be able to penetrate Berserker's armor, but at the moment when the "advanced teleportation technique" was about to be activated, this tiny change caused him misery.

The space layer just opened was disturbed by lightning, twisted and exploded in an instant, and the Berserker who got halfway in was ejected out again. The shattered space fragments are comparable to the sharpest blades in the world, dripping blood from the cuts of Kleinus, and half of the armor disappeared.

"ah……"

The extremely traumatized Berserker could no longer restrain the tyranny in his heart, and launched a death charge towards the two skeleton mages in the distance like a mad tiger. No matter how crazy he was, he knew in his heart that if he didn't destroy this inexplicable ghost first, he might really stay here forever today.

Moros' big sword, mummy's claws, and ghoul's claws all left deep scratches on his body, but the violent force also shook the three of them out. Kleinus broke away from the entanglement of the three with his body, and pointed the big ax in his hand at the fragile skeleton mage who was struggling to cast a spell.

30 meters...

20 meters...

10 m

Just when the tip of Clennus' thick ax was about to reach the two skeleton mages, the calm and forgotten mage Parkvik stretched out his greasy white hand bone, pointed at the crazy war demon, and a misty white mist came out. entangled each other.

"senescence"

Almost at the same time when the mist entangled Berserk Demon, his rushing figure suddenly slowed down, as if he was suddenly in another space, and his movements were indescribably sticky. The two fragile skeleton mages were clearly in front of him, but Kleinus was like a puppet in slow motion, his every move was so slow and sluggish.

The duration of this "aging" spell is not long, only less than 3 seconds, but it is more than enough for a battle where every second counts.

When the Berserker got rid of the magic effect, the green-haired team had already completed the filling again. 2 meat shields and 1 guerrilla entangled him again, while the 2 fragile skeleton mages ran 20 meters away. It can be seen that the two skeleton mages have cast "Cat's Swiftness" and "Walking Freely" on themselves.

So, less than 10 meters away from the edge of the city wall, the Berserker fell into a bloody battle. The repeated defeats in the battle left him physically damaged, his fighting spirit plummeted, and he only wanted to break through the opponent's entanglement and go back to the city to rest.

It's a pity that his strength is no longer as fast as before, and he can no longer occupy an absolute advantage in a head-to-head contest with Moros. The escape line is getting farther and farther.

The angry roar and loud shouts of the Berserker also alarmed the other three demon lords in the city. The horned demon warlord is huge, so it is not suitable for rescue, and the fire demon is a magic demon, rushing to the front line is purely looking for death, so the pressure of rescue is all on the Flo demon lord.

Hall, the lord of Flo, soared into the sky with screams of curses. While rushing to the top of the city, he cursed loudly the brainless Berserker Kleinus.

Fortunately, the number of enemies is not large, and their strength is not that terrifying. Otherwise, even if Hall is given ten more guts, he would not dare to rush up. Probably only the life-and-death Berserker can't see that this is a trap arranged by the undead!

Before the war, it was not that the demons did not collect basic information about this undead force, and they still had a certain understanding of it. Among the undead, the more powerful scythe demon (necromancer) and the death knight have not yet appeared, and only a group of low-level flesh giants, vampires and a large number of ghouls are dealing with them. This is obviously because they don't want to expose themselves in advance strength.

Look, Kleinus's momentary arrogance immediately led to an ambush by several middle-level undead of the enemy. With the pure and tacit cooperation, he actually beat up a little demon lord crying and howling. This fully shows that the undead have long been prepared.

After thinking about this, Flomohall has absolutely no urge to kill all directions like the Berserker. He just wants to swoop down to force the undead out of the way, and save that brainless idiot back to the city.

However, his every move was clearly monitored by the mage tower in the distance. Following the slight fluctuation of the soul, another series of orders were issued.

It took less than ten seconds from the time when Flomo soared into the sky, to when he hovered over the city wall looking for fighters, and then to when he swooped down to attack, but a new opponent was already waiting for him here.

Flomo, who just saw the timing and planned to pass by Moros and cut off his head, just approached the top of the city, and suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. rise. But the inertia of rapid flight is not so easy to say stop, the extremely backward body suddenly hurt, and as he struggled to pull up, a huge gap appeared inexplicably between his chest and abdomen.

Dragging his wounded body, Fromehall returned to the sky again, covering his bruised abdomen with both hands, and looked at the open space under his feet in amazement.

The place where he swooped just now should have been empty, but at this moment, a huge moon wheel soaked in the blood of the devil suddenly appeared, along with a pair of slender white hands that could be broken by blowing bullets. These things appeared so abruptly, as if they were waiting there incognito, and Hall had bumped his relatively soft belly into them.

The pair of small hands lowered slightly, and with the energy overflowing, the devil's blood on the moon wheel suddenly dispersed, and a beam of cold light exploded from the moon wheel. But this kind of vision only lasted for less than half a second, and then turned into a dull matte again, and as the little hand stopped still, it disappeared again in the void.