The Rise of the Cemetery

The glamor lord is out of wrath!

As a great demon lord, he has never experienced such unequal battles.

A group of bastards who didn't have the slightest awareness of being a strong man teamed up to beat him up, a powerful demon lord! This cognition of subverting the past made him furious, and he no longer had the slightest contempt, and began to use all his strength to fight the undead bloody.

Their fists and fists here are bloody, and their periphery is the elite guard of the abominable lickers fighting the demon lord.

Every moment, there is blood and flesh splattering, stumps are thrown, and every moment is full of swords, swords, and blood.

The sound of swords tearing through flesh and blood, the sound of bones being smashed, the muffled sound of heavy objects hammering flesh... All kinds of strange sounds that can torture people into madness merge into a movement that makes people unbearable to hear suddenly. Repeatedly played in the sky.

The more the Lord of the Misty Demon fought, the more frightened he became.

After fighting for such a long time, none of his direct guards broke through the blockade of the undead, and within his line of sight, there were shaking undead figures everywhere.

This undoubtedly made him even more frightened!

This is the conspiracy of the undead!

The undead flooded the demon queue with a large number of corpses, and then formed a team of elite high-level undead to attack the arrogant demon lords. To actually engage in such a farce of beheading on the battlefield of soldiers against soldiers and generals, this can't help but make every proud demon lord feel resentful.

But form is stronger than people.

No matter how powerful the demon lords are, once they encounter the prepared undead mercenaries, they can only be deflated in resentment. One-on-one, the demon lord can easily crush the undead mercenaries. But as the ranks, skills, equipment, and coordination of the undead mercenaries improve one by one, even fully armed sheep dare to wrestle with evil wolves.

What's more, the undead mercenaries are not sheep, and they have experienced cunning, cunning, boldness and carefulness in only two years. He dares to try anything, and he is not hesitant to try anything, so he can always create amazing miracles.

The glabra lord fought and glanced around, allowing him to witness the fall of a demon lord.

Ter, a demon lord from the Flo demon, and the strongest among the demons who fought, was beaten down from the sky alive.

Fighting Ter are two shadow assassins who roam the shadows.

A thin figure that looks like a six or seven-year-old human child who hasn't grown up, but the body is wrapped in a dull shroud, and even the face is not revealed at all.

As for the other, it is a blurred light and shadow that can't peek into the body, and it almost never really reveals its own body shape. If it wasn't for the fireworks that Terl spewed just before she died, and it happened to hit "her", outsiders would have thought that it was just a dwarf assassin fighting Terr one-on-one!

The glimpse at that moment completely shocked the Lord of the Temptation Demon.

A stream of purple flames streaked across the air in red and red, outlining the tall figure of a graceful and graceful beauty with its own splendor. The black crystal armor that is close to the body perfectly fits the perfect figure of "her", and the ups and downs are so thrilling.

With the fall of the demon, the flames drifted away, and the stunning beauty also slowly disappeared in the purple fireflies all over the sky, leaving only an indelible beautiful figure for the creatures who witnessed this scene.

However, what such a beautiful figure leaves behind is a real killing. At least one demon lord performed an ensemble of beauty and death with his own life.

When "she" disappeared again, the demon lords dominating the battlefield all raised their vigilance. Just now, this beautiful lady resisted the flame attack of a 17th-level Flo demon lord and killed her from the front. With such stealth and sufficient attack power, it is difficult for any demon lord to guarantee his own safety.

Being distracted on the battlefield is a big taboo, so the next moment the glabra lord suffered a terrible blow.

A large number of silver mummy Bru, who had already appeared with broken bodies, rallied with all his strength, wrapped the shroud around the slightly slender arms in the arms of the glamor lord, and firmly fixed them to his side. As a result, the subsequent attacks of the dark knight broke through the blockade of the other outer arm and directly opened a huge bloody hole in his chest.

The blood mage Hera took advantage of the situation and waved from the outside, and the surging demon purple blood spurted out from the demon lord's body in an unstoppable manner, weakening its power by 30% in an instant.

Although the blood mage's "blood control technique" is not as exaggerated and perverted as the blood demon, when the opponent is unprepared, it can completely create twice or even five times the amount of bleeding of normal trauma. As long as the opponent doesn't have a full-shield spell protection and no way to block the blood mage's ability, then this kind of extremely concealed damage can't be avoided by magic resistance at all.

The devil's blood spewed out, but it didn't fall to the ground, but swirled in the air, turning into a bloody light arc and lingering around the side of the blood mage. Taking the blood of the devil as a guide, the next blood spells of the blood mage will have a lot of spell bonuses. If the essence of the blood of the devil is extracted, she will even recover a lot of mana loss just now.

Feeds on blood, draws on blood, the profession of Blood Mage is a killing machine built entirely on the core of biological blood, and is a perpetual motion machine that perfectly fits the battlefield.

The glamor lord roared again and again. He didn't care about entanglement with the mummy next to him. He took big strides, and with rumbling heavy steps, rushed towards the dancing female blood Fahra who was holding spells and casting spells like dancing.

As an elite member of the first batch of blood mages, Hera followed the blood demon through the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and she had no fear at all in the face of the huge body of the demon rushing towards her. A series of blood-type spells such as "Blood Bomb" and "Blood Boiling" fell on the demon's body, further deepening its trauma, and Hera had already blurred her figure with the help of the blood mist technique, walking around the opponent's tentacles. Not far away, slowly lure him into the core of the team's attack step by step.

And the undead creatures flooding the battlefield have become an inescapable obstacle for the demon lord. Whenever he wants to kill the delicate "human female mage" in one fell swoop, he will be interrupted by the sudden insertion of zombies, lickers, and abominations. Or instead, let him teach him nothing, and use up the remaining few spells in vain.

At this point in the war, with the successive fall of several demon lords near and far, the glamor lord has already begun to retreat. It's a pity that the ugly dracolich hiding in the distance cast curses on him one after another, not only reducing his combat effectiveness, but also firmly imprisoning the teleportation spells in the space around him.

The enemies are all slippery. Several spellcasters either hid far away and tortured him with single-target spells, or wandered around and used low-level undead as cover, almost never caring about the loss of these cannon fodder.

Fighting in such a sea of ​​undead where it is extremely difficult to raise one's hands and feet, the demon lord can't give full play to his advantages in size and strength, and has almost become a meat target who cannot fight back after being beaten. If it weren't for the excellent magic resistance and the powerful scale armor on the outside, the glamor lord would have been beaten to death by this group of undead long ago. Even so, his current situation can only be described as tragic.

Unable to kill the enemy and unable to escape the siege, the glamor lord was in torment, and could only pin his hope of survival on the follow-up reinforcements of the plane lord.

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In fact, the battle situation on the front line has already been seen by the plane lord Taffin.

However, unlike the demon lords who fight on the front line in the front line of life and death, Taffin examines more the combat power and coordination displayed by the undead side.

There is no shortage of undead lords in the abyss world, and fighting with undead all over the mountains and plains is not a new thing for demon lords. But the army of undead in front of him was completely different from all the undead he had dealt with before, showing a kind of discipline and order that the creatures of the abyss did not have.

Order, in the abyss world, what a disgusting word this is!

It is the disgust and rebellion against order that makes the abyss full of countless betrayals and usurpers. Every superior needs to spend all his energy and time to carefully avoid the open and dark arrows of his subordinates, so as to avoid himself becoming a victim of a vicious plan.

Therefore, the demons became the worst army in the world that was so strong individually, but weak when gathered together.

The undead lord has absolute control over a large number of low-level undead under him. This is determined by the characteristics of the undead at the beginning of its birth, and it is difficult to explain it with common sense. It is precisely because of this lawful and evil camp position that the undead are only a small force in the abyss world, and they are incompatible with most chaotic and evil abyssal creatures.

The extreme killing and efficient killing displayed by the undead army in front of him impressed every demon lord who witnessed this scene, and every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

Mindless lunatics are scary, but those rational killers with extremely high IQs who have no scruples are even more frightening. Killing with a smile or killing with a deadpan face is their signature and their trademark. This kind of rationality, this kind of ruthlessness means that demons who are also evil creatures have to avoid three points.

Demons just do whatever they want, and most of the time they kill just to please their bodies and minds, and their actions seem to be unscrupulous. But the killing of the undead in front of us, if the dying wailing of the prey is ignored, it looks extraordinarily pleasing to the eye and united. It's like a slaughter line with every step precisely fixed, every undead participating in it, every tactical action, is just a component of a fixed pattern.

This cognition undoubtedly confuses the demon lords!

Where did this group of terrifying undead appear? If they really formed an absolute number, would there still be a demon army able to contend with them?

As soon as this idea appeared, the plane lord Tafen had an ominous feeling in his heart.

This army of undead must never be allowed to grow so strong again!

With this inexplicable sense of crisis, Taffin waved his arms angrily, and gave the order to attack in an all-round way!