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The underground passage gradually widens and finally merges into a larger passage. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The walls are still rough and dirt, and the canopy is covered by wooden pillars, like an underfunded underground coal mine with a black boss, but on a larger scale.

In the dim light of the torches, there were sparse wandering skeletons.

These skeletons were no obstacle to Nightmoon's party, and they rushed all the way, only smashing the hapless ghosts that were actually in their way.

The end of the passage gradually came into view.

Although it was far away, the blessing of a small magic spell could already allow Night Moon to see the composition of the enemy clearly.

A large group of skeletal warriors armed with spears and shields formed a hedgehog-like shield wall to block it.

Ten rows, ten in each row, clogged the passage to the brim.

The Skeleton Warrior is an advanced version of the Skeleton Soldier, which is much more powerful and much more precious.

Behind them were a large group of skeleton archers, a few black knights, a few black knights, a few ghouls, and a few flying gargoyles in the air.

More than a dozen black-robed mages were also mixed in.

The crypt demon who had just escaped was also there, but he seemed reluctant, and it seemed that he had to stay here because his soul was restrained.

"Is this the last line of defense?"

The Lord of the Dead frowned slightly: "It's stronger than expected." ”

The strength of each individual of the enemy does not seem to be weak, and it may be a tough battle.

Maybe it's time to take a step back for a moment and think about tactics?

But Midori rushed forward without waiting for an order.

There was a confident emotion from the spirit of the natural elf princess, and although the queen of the dead had lost all her magic, she still moved forward with her instincts as a powerful subordinate.

She also ordered the ghosts to come to their aid.

Layers of complex magic circles appeared in front of Green's body, and the light became brighter and brighter.

Fools know that she wants to construct a powerful magic.

Dense arrows, magic, poisonous smoke, bone spurs, and venom immediately burst out, but when they arrived in front of Midori, they were all reduced to shreds, green smoke, and molten iron, and they had no effect on it at all.

The undead who were not afraid of death also rushed forward to help each other, but the ghost magic of the ghosts had rained down.

If a grenade was hit at the same time, the fragments of the weapon shield and the broken bones scattered in all directions, and the top of the passage was shaken by the aftermath of the explosion, and layers of brown dirt were shaken down by the aftermath of the explosion, making it seem that the passage was about to collapse.

But the undead are still advancing.

The green circle is already extremely bright.

It seems to have reached the point of brightness and the brightness has begun to stabilize. Suddenly, the circle flashed again.

It was as if hundreds of flashbangs had exploded at the same time, and the passage was filled with a variety of colorful lights, and the color and light exceeded the limit of what the naked eye could accept in just a moment.

In another moment, the light and the circle were gone.

Although he had closed his eyes, he was still covering them with his hands. But even Yeyue was blind for a short time.

When her eyesight regained little by little, she found that the various undead who were still charging just now, the mages in black robes, the loess and smoke in the air, the scattered bones and rotten flesh, and the scattered weapons and armor had all disappeared cleanly, as if they had never existed in the first place.

The passage reverted to its original form of being empty, dark, dilapidated, and damp, except for what seemed to be a little duller green that circled around itself for a few weeks. Then he stopped in front of his eyes and puffed up his small chest.

"Impressive."

The Lord of the Dead smiled and praised heartily.

She took the lead in crossing the line guarded by the undead just now, and completely passed through the passage.

"It's spectacular."

With just one glance, the Lord of the Dead once again let out a heartfelt admiration.

At the end of the passage, there is a huge underground space that looks like several football fields put together.

I really don't know who opened it up and by what means.

The ground was covered with white bones, mixed with some decomposing corpses.

A considerable proportion of the bones bear the characteristics of various beasts, and it seems that the dead here are not only humans, but also a large number of orcs. There are even sporadic bones of stout, short dwarves.

A little phosphorus fire floated in the air, and the whining wind poured in, lining this huge burial field with an extraordinarily strange backing.

What's even more rare is that in every corpse and skeleton, there is a small flame of soul flickering in the skull.

It's just that these souls are too weak to power their own shells.

This is obviously the power of the artifact "Idol of Sushar, the Goddess of Night and Shadow".

The Queen of the Dead did not delay any longer, but walked towards the center of the boneyard.

"Green."

"Okay."

I signed a soul contract that can be shared with the energy of the soul, and the instructions for green don't need to be very specific.

I saw a flash of light, and in the center of the burial ground, which was originally just a pile of white bones like anywhere else, a two-meter-tall statue of the god appeared. and a group of black-robed men kneeling with their backs to this side.

There were hundreds of black-robed men, each holding a roll of parchment, their eyes closed, and their expressions pious and solemn.

They seemed to be praying. At the same time as the idol appeared, their prayers were heard, and their voices were steady and peaceful.

They are more like a group of true good god believers than the most hardcore Illuminati believers.

The illusion of hiding their tracks and voices had been shattered by Midori, but the men remained motionless.

The sound of prayer was still steady, only faintly mixed with a faint sigh of old age.

This sigh was like a command, and the prayers of several black-robed people suddenly became louder. The skin on the outside of their exposed robes withered and rotted at a rate visible to the naked eye; The hair is also dry and gray.

Then, the seven orifices of these black-robed people all flowed out of black blood, soaking the robes on their bodies and dripping onto the parchment in their hands.

These black-robed people quickly fell, and the soul fire in the skulls of the dozens of skeletons around the night moon suddenly turned stronger, and they forcibly rose by several levels.

In just a few breaths, dozens of ordinary skeletons that could not even move have been spawned into newborn skeleton warriors.

"When the oil runs out and the lamp is dry, do you still have to resist?"

The Lord of the Undead nodded, and said, "It's admirable. ”

"Are you going to clean them up?"

The green innocent and cruel thoughts fluctuated, but the Queen of the Dead shook her head slightly.

"You can protect me."

The enemy skeleton warriors rushed forward, but none of them could get within ten paces of Night Moon. Many of them, once generated, were blasted to pieces by the ghosts led by Lilou.

The beautiful Queen of the Dead walked calmly in the glow of magic trampling human bones on the ground, the aftermath of the explosion stirring her robe like a god.

A few more black-robed men fell, but still to no avail.

The queen showed no mercy, and the luckiest skeleton warrior could only rush to the queen's side, and then the green high nature spirit turned into bone powder and scattered in the wind. (To be continued.) )