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"Wow hahaha! It's cool! It's so cool!"

The already red-eyed Harry ignored William's obstruction, plunged his head into the pile of undead in front of him, and with an axe, cut a certain [Accumulation Abomination] that was nearly two people in height horizontally in half, and then the next second. He was thrown to the ground by the undead that flooded in like a tide.

The next picture is not suitable for children who are often gray. The only thing I can say is that after the [Raging Flame Legion] hurriedly grabbed their leader back, it really took a lot of effort to put him together.

However, a strange thing happened. Harry, who was already dead, had to stand up after being put together, and it took less than five minutes to recover. The torn armor slowly grew back.

Judging from his appearance of being so full of energy, ready to rush into the undead pile for another 300 rounds of battle at any time, I am afraid that even the lost stamina has been replenished.

Raising his eyes and looking at the [Accumulated Corpse Abomination] that was slowly recovering, William rubbed his temples very annoyingly, but for a while he didn't know what to say.

From the moment they entered this underground palace, the enemies they encountered had undergone some strange changes. The most obvious one was that some of the enemies could not be killed at all.

No matter how badly the two sides hurt each other, as soon as the battle stops, the wound will heal at a high speed like a time-lapse, and even the dead body can be slowly resurrected in place, as if everything just happened, They are just projections of parallel worlds.

That's right, it's the feeling of a "parallel world".

William's eyes flickered slightly, and the part of the undead that couldn't be beaten to death was as if he and others were not in the same world, and they didn't count any traces left by each other.

It seems that Leonard's destiny item is quite fair in some respects, as long as it is not counted in the chessboard, it cannot hurt each other before the end of the chess game.

For the undead side, which has the advantage of the home field, it can be regarded as self-defeating, and it has lost a lot of undead creatures that can be used for human sea tactics... um... But if it doesn't work well, it may be dangerous.

After looking at the unrepaired scratches on Harry's breastplate and the smashed [Bone Shooter] in the undead group, William gave up his plan to use these undead undead to stack the [Raging Flames] buff. .

After all, the [Raging Flame Legion] gang, as long as they fight, are almost certain to go to the top. When they would have been injured and died, they couldn't stop them from going up to send their heads. They would find that there is a high probability that they would not die. It's been a long time here.

If at this time, some undead who belong to the identity of "chess pieces" are mixed in, then there will be a lot of battle damage in an instant.

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When William was asking the goddess of fate about the next arrangement, Harry had completely recovered.

The perfectly resurrected old father roared with great interest, and was about to rush into the undead pile again, and find the [Accumulated Corpse Abomination] that feels great to chop off.

However, halfway through his steps, William grabbed the collar and lifted him up, knocked him unconscious and threw it to Iori in the distance.

On the other hand, Iori activated the magic skill very skillfully, condensed two gray ropes, tied the fainted Harry to the horse next to him, and finally gave William an OK gesture.

Seeing his increasingly proficient handling techniques, William nodded with satisfaction. Following the direction of the Goddess of Fate, he led the crowd through a passage full of broken bones, avoiding the massive crowds on the first floor of the underground palace. Skeletons and hatred, went directly to the second floor of the ghost hall.

Compared with the first floor of the underground palace, which is dark and blind, the second floor, which is the habitat of ghosts, is much more "bright".

Without it, this hall, as the name suggests, is completely a domain of ghosts. Tens of thousands of ghosts hang upside down on the ceiling of the hall. Except for the blue light that is too cold, the brightness is even brighter than the sun outside. Not a lot.

As the saying goes, if there are a thousand people, the earth will reach the sky; if there are 10,000 people, there will be no boundaries. And if it is tens of thousands of people, I am afraid it is enough to fill more than a dozen standard football fields.

The volume of [Mourning Soul] is not much worse than that of ordinary humans, but the area of ​​the entire ghost hall is less than the size of two football fields.

As a result of this contrast, the ghosts emitting blue-blue dim light above everyone's heads have almost nowhere to stay. Bright as day.

Countless chaotic and noisy scattered thoughts are pressing down like a tide wave after wave. This is not even a conscious active attack, but the fluctuation caused by the excessive gathering of ghosts has already rushed into the hall. A moment of paleness.

Reaching out his hand to support Avril, who seemed to be about to fall, he pulled her back to the edge of the hall, and after avoiding the position where the spirits of the dead had the strongest fluctuations, William squinted at the massive ghosts floating above the hall.

If it was a previous life, then it is time for the caster legion to take action. Holy light and flames have the best killing effect on these ghosts, followed by lightning and spiritual shock, and finally, elemental damage of other types.

But now that the Witch Legion has not been raised well, and I only have the little rich woman as a spellcaster, I can only play a little bit.

Just as William looked at Harry, who was sleeping soundly, and was about to tie him up and throw him up to catch some of the ghosts, the Goddess of Fate's prompt sounded very abruptly.

"Don't move, I have blocked your breath, first call the guys with the mad blood demon blood to get ready, and after the blue dragon rushes up, let them release [Blood Trample] to suppress the blue dragon. body."

Ah... Was it an ambush? But after all, it is a seventh-order old-age blue dragon, and there should be a few semi-permanently solidified high-level purification techniques on its body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Bloody Trample] I am afraid it can only be controlled for a moment, right?

As if answering William's question, Goddess of Fate's voice paused, and then continued to explain:

"Let the terrifying knights under your command be ready, and when the first purification technique on the blue dragon is triggered, start stacking the [Terrorist Mark], confuse its spirit, and let it crash into the [Sorrowful Souls] above. inside.

And after the second purification technique is triggered again, I will use a Destiny Apostle's [Release] to directly suppress its dragon power, and those awakened dead souls will take the initiative to counterattack, and the counterattack of nearly 10,000 dead souls is enough to severely damage its Soul, then it's time for you to do it.

Do you remember what I said? When you are all ready, go to the northwest corner of the main hall and step on the floor in front of the stairs leading to the third floor...

Remember, the time to face this dragon alone is only thirty seconds. If you succeed, you will be able to solve a strong enemy. If you fail, you will face the alliance between the blue dragon and the lich, so there must be no mistakes! "

"..."

It's really poisonous... um, meticulous.

After looking at the huge corridor in the center of the second-floor hall, which was reserved for Blue Dragon to enter and exit, William couldn't help licking his lips.

The enemy hasn't even emerged yet, but it's been arranged so clearly. Is this the joy of having a big boss with a back version to fly?

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