With the full strength of the three strong men, there are fewer and fewer necromantic creatures around them, and the activity space of Trina and the others is also wider, and the killing is naturally more effective, when a round of attack is about to end, there are no monsters around to stand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mitte and Lyma's faces were slightly pale, their chests were panting violently, their foreheads were covered with sweat and blood, and their thin clothes and pants were tightly wet and sticky to their skin.

And Trina's appearance is far better than the two, she is just slightly disheveled, panting lightly, her green eyes are quietly looking ahead, and her slender willow eyebrows are slightly frowned.

The emptiness was not because the monsters had been wiped out, but because they had gathered into an army and were staring at the three people in front of them. The undead creatures are not just terrifying because of their sheer numbers, they are much more obedient than human legions. These ferocious and tyrannical monsters don't know what morale is, don't understand what fear is, don't know what pain is, just follow the master's orders and launch a tireless attack on the enemy, this is the unique undead legion of necromancers, intimidating the invincible legions of the five continents!

The clumsy zombie skeleton was at the forefront, the middle was crowded with beautiful and charming snake women, and finally there were necromancers in the form of several corpses, and the evil angels as many as locusts were flying all over the sky like locusts at the moment.

In just a short period of time, the three of Trina have already killed more than a thousand necromantic creatures, which is a terrifying and remarkable achievement. But in the face of as many as 30,000 necromantic creatures in front of them, looking at the silver-haired men standing on the high platform, their faces really didn't look good.

With Wren reaching out and pointing, the undead creatures that have a heart to connect with him launch a new offensive. The evil angels in the sky took the lead in acting, and the dense black short arrows that were as dense as rain shot out one after another, one after another, wave after wave, forcing Trina and the three of them to disperse and dodge.

The evil angel, whose name sounds very arrogant, is actually just a kind of low-level summon. Their form is similar to that of the baby angels depicted in the book, they all look like winged babies, but compared to the latter, the former has indigo skin and a hideous expression. Their weapons are small short bows and short arrows, with a strong curse effect attached to them, and once they are wounded by black arrows, their minds will be invaded by all kinds of evil thoughts, and if they are not treated with intrinsic suppression, they will soon turn into completely irrational beasts.

A small group of evil angels, Trina and the three of them are naturally not afraid, but in the face of this dark arrow rain that covers the sky, all they can do is dodge. The large group of evil angels attacked in three places, making the two men and one woman very embarrassed, and they could only barely dodge and parry, and force the shield to consume their strength to resist those arrows at tricky angles.

The dispersion of the three of them hit Wren's arms, and with a casual finger, the monsters of the army suddenly split into two, turning into two mighty torrents, surging and impacting, separating Trina and the two men from afar. And Trina's sneak attack came suddenly, but Wren didn't even look at it, and a group of evil angels were already in front of him, protecting his master at the cost of his body crumbling. The idea of directly taking the head of the enemy, the three of them were not without it, but in the face of the monsters surging like a tide in front of them, they were powerless and could only sway with the waves like a small boat.

Trina and the three of them were in a hurry to fight, and they may not have noticed the details of the battlefield, but the Great Prophet who was hiding in the shadows could clearly see that the combat power contained in the two armies of the same number was completely different.

Chasing Trina, only a large horde of zombie skeletons, accompanied by a third of the evil angels, is designed to drive away the restriction and will not pose any mortal threat to the woman.

And the real combat power, the snake woman and the necromancer, were all sent to attack the two men, and Wren's intention was very obvious, he wanted to destroy Mitte and Lema first!

Evil angels, snake girls, necromancers, all long-range combat power, just used to deal with the two powerful martial saints.

To deal with the martial saint with strong flesh, if you use necromantic creatures that are longer than melee combat to besiege, your own casualties will undoubtedly be very heavy, so Wren picked three long-range targets for two men.

The forces involved in the siege are ranged, so they can attack without fear of hurting their comrades. And the two Martial Saints were barely able to dodge with all their might in the face of the dense bow and arrow magic, let alone rush forward to kill the enemy.

The Martial Saint is indeed very powerful, but in the face of the ferocious attack of the large army, it is difficult for his personal courage to be fully exerted. Faced with attacks from all directions, Mitte and Lema were angry and annoyed, as if rats were running in all directions, unable to attack their opponents. These necromantic creatures, as long as they are close to each other, two ninth-level martial saints can easily slaughter a considerable amount, but the enemy's attacks are too frequent and fierce, and the idea of hand-to-hand combat is simply impossible to realize.

The surrounding ground had already been filled with black arrows, and the smooth stone slabs had also been blasted out of holes of different sizes by dark spells, and the two Martial Saints jumped and rolled to dodge, their bodies were already covered with all kinds of filth, their faces were getting tired, and their combat power had begun to decline. Although they felt tired, the speed of the two of them still did not dare to slow down for half a minute, and the enemy's offensive did not slow down at all, even if it was only a little stagnant, they would be greeted by the attack from the sky. If they didn't want to be beaten into a honeycomb by thousands of monsters, they could only dodge desperately, but both of them knew very well in their hearts that there was only one way to die if they were consumed like this.

Despair and fear invaded the mind, anger and grievance dominated the mind, and Mitte's red hair was wet and sticky on his forehead, and his still handsome face became more and more pale, and he dodged the attack while yelling at Wren on the high platform: "Bastard bastard, you sissy born of a prostitute! A slug cowering in a corner and crying! You, Wren, think you're a man, and you're going to fight with me openly! ”

These words were extremely vicious, Wren heard his brows furrow slightly, his eyes fixed on Mitte, although his voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed the noisy battlefield, enough for the fierce man to understand.

"If you want to bully more and less, you can bully less with more, if you want to fight alone, I have to give up my advantage and fight with you alone?" Wren smiled coldly and disdainfully: "Why should I listen to you? What do you think you are? ”

The contempt in Wren's eyes was clearly seen by Mitte, he was so angry that he wanted to kill him, but he was forced to change his position by tens of millions of attacks, and he couldn't even get closer, and the silver-haired man didn't allow him to get close!

The necromancers, shriveled and clinging to their bones, wore black robes and cast various forms of dark magic on the two of them, while the snake maidens opened their moist red lips and spewed streams of thick green venom from their mouths to attack, forcing their foes to scramble. Magic arrows are raging, venom is terrifying, and the entire battlefield is in danger, and the situation of Mitte and Lema is becoming more and more difficult.

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