Unlike normal skeletons, these Corpse Witch Kings are not mere skeletons. Their muscles are so atrophied that most of their bones are exposed to the air, and due to their ability to travel to and from other dimensions, some parts of their bodies are absent or even completely absent. The deep eyes flashed with red light, the shiny iron armor also had gorgeous shoulders, the iron plate inlaid leather skirt was long to the base, the gold-studded fingerless gloves, the black leather boots, and the left hand held a historic magic battle, and the huge red gem at the end of the battle shimmered red. The skeletons also have a crown hat made of gold, giving them a touch of dignity in the midst of evil.

Unlike skeletons who were spun off from ordinary creatures, they were very powerful necromancers in their lifetime, these extremists used arcane magic to turn themselves into corpse witches in pursuit of power, and then spent countless hours studying magic, and when they were able to freely travel to and from another dimension through a mysterious magical power, they became corpse witch kings - more powerful beings than ordinary corpse witches.

In the long process of studying magic, the Corpse Witch Kings possess unimaginable magical powers. Although their love for magical objects has reached an immense level, a sane and cool mind can keep them from making mistakes. The body of the Witch King is no longer necessary to sustain their existence, which is why many of the Witch Kings seem to be nothing. The Witch King's magical attacks have reached the point where they are gone, and enemies often fall in pieces before they are even seen. The formed Corpse Witch King troops are a nightmare for all enemies. The undead constitution renders magic such as curses useless to them, but it also makes them unable to defend themselves against divine magic in the hands of the Holy Priests.

The prayers in the sky suddenly became louder, and hundreds of priests on the golden chariot raised the Bibles in their hands at the same time, and the holy beams of light fell like raindrops, and those wisps of light rain looked warm and soft, but once they landed on the undead creatures below, it was like pouring a basin of thick acid, and black smoke rose sizzlingly, whether it was the ghost vampire in the air or the zombie skeleton soldiers below, they let out a piercing howl, and their bodies quickly eroded and disintegrated under the holy light. Only the necromantic knights, covered in black armor, did not have much qualms about this level of light and rain, and each calmed his slightly restless mounts, silently alerting the enemy in the air.

At this moment, the corpse witch kings moved, and one after another the evil-shaped magic staff were raised, and a cloud of gray mist appeared in the air out of thin air, and soon joined into a huge cloud and rolled towards the chariot in which the priests were riding. Ordinary rain of holy light falling into the gray clouds would also emit that sneering erosion sound, but it could not penetrate it. Even under the pressure of the gray cloud, the griffons pulling the cart caused a commotion, and one of the griffons struggled excessively, tearing off the reins tied to his back, and his body crashed into the gray cloud uncontrollably for a while. Then a terrifying scene occurred, the griffon's strong body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, its smooth feathers withered and withered, and finally turned into black ashes and scattered, and its flesh and blood were rapidly decomposing, and in the blink of an eye, the griffin was left with only a sleek skeleton, which was scattered into pieces and fell under the wind blowing in the sky.

Once again, the scriptures sung by the priests changed, and the Bible in their hands clattered to the next page. Then, the scattered holy light before was also gathered, forming a golden giant shield, blocking the front of the gray cloud, the gray cloud and the holy light impacted each other, and the sneering sound was endless, and no one could help anyone, temporarily frozen in the air.

Taking advantage of the gorgeous appearance of Erathia's priesthood, Shen Hao had already smashed open the door of a house with Shi Yuxuan, avoiding the center of the battlefield.

A fire had already ignited at the southern gate where the explosion had been heard before, and in the flames, the army of Erathia drove straight in, like a sharp sword from behind into the army of the undead of Tiga. The infantry wielded their halberds and slashed zombies to the ground, and the cavalry slashed their spears and smashed skeletons into their path. This team actually only numbered a few thousand, but those low-level undead could not form combat effectiveness at all before receiving the order, so they were like cream meeting hot knives, and were slaughtered into the battle by less than one-tenth of their own human army, and they were forced to plow a corpse path.

"Huga-" The screams of the undead commander sounded again, this time without the obstruction of the dark canopy, Shen Hao clearly saw the location of the commander. Surrounded by dozens of black-clad necromancers, a knight with different armor was roaring with his head up, it was taller than its peers, especially on the horse's head, there was actually a black horn more than two feet long, and a faint black gas could be faintly seen circling on the horn, which was not just a decoration at a glance.

Its armor was more ornate by its companions, although it was also pitch black, but there were many strangely shaped runes engraved on the armor, and its weapons were not long knives, but two long swords with black stripes, with short handles and gauntlets, and the broad sword body was more than two meters long.

Shen Hao discovered the commander of Tiga, and the chief general of Erathia also immediately discovered this target. A priest with three golden rings tattooed on a white robe on the golden chariot in the air suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, and a phantom of the holy sword immediately appeared above the head of the commander of Tiga, this phantom obviously had no attack power, but the opponent's figure was clearly visible among the countless undead.

The twenty angels of light in the air swooped down in unison, the holy swords in their hands blazing with flames, and they all slashed towards the marked Tiga commander. As Erathia's strongest combat force, the Angel of Light has the strength to fight hand-to-hand with the black dragon, and the twenty Angels of Light shot together, and its power was as great as destroying the world.

The ghosts and vampires in mid-air were ignited by the afterglow of the sword, and one by one they turned into white fireballs in the air, and the rest, despite being driven by the commander, still cringed them from the instinctive fear of the light, allowing the angels to easily pass through their defenses.

However, Commander Tiga obviously didn't count on those low-level undead creatures either, and with a single swords, the dozens of necromantic knights around him immediately rode forward, raising their long knives in their hands together, and heading towards the swooping angels of light.

The clash of light and darkness is like the collision of two meteorites of different sizes in the void. Dozens of necromantic knights only slowed the onslaught of the angels for less than a breath before they burned their men and horses to ashes in the brilliant flames. But despite this, it gave the Tiga commander a moment of respite.

It had already turned its horse's head as its subordinates rushed forward, and with the force of the impact of the collision between the two armies, it galloped and retreated a hundred meters away. At the same time, hundreds of necromantic knights scattered around also moved, and they were like black waves, fearlessly rushing towards the twenty angels of light who had landed on the ground.

On the other side, the human army that had rushed into the enemy line was also blocked. The reflexes of the army of the undead are indeed very sluggish, which is closely related to their almost non-existent low-level intelligence. However, low IQ also has the benefit of low IQ, for ordinary intelligent creatures, when their team is raided and the casualties exceed 30%, it will definitely cause a certain amount of riots, and even a direct rout is not necessarily.

But this was not the case with these sluggish undead, who watched in a daze as the human warriors rushed in front of them, slashing themselves or their companions to pieces before they received the right order, but none of them backed down or dodged. At the moment of the confrontation between the two sides, the army of undead without resistance immediately suffered tens of thousands of casualties, but the remaining tens of thousands of undead were still in place like wooden stakes.

The next moment, Tiga's commander gave the order to attack, and the zombies and skeleton soldiers, who had been stupid, became agitated without warning. They had no formation or to match the words suggested, wielding their respective weapons, and desperately launched a counterattack against the human army that had penetrated deep into the core of their formation. The human army, which had been overwhelmed, suddenly fell into a quagmire that could not move an inch.

"The situation is not good...... Shi Yuxuan arched Shen Hao with his arm, and said in a low voice, "The number of Erathia troops is too small, and the so-called surprise attack strategy is of no meaning to these undead who have no fear at all. Even if twenty Angels of Light are dispatched, I don't think it will be so easy for them to kill hundreds of necromantic knights, as long as the human army over there is wiped out and a large number of low-level undead join the siege of the angels, it is estimated that these winged birdmen will not have time to escape......"

In most wars, it is not advisable to use a large number of low-level combat forces to carry out crowd tactics against high-end combat forces, and the premise of using numbers to fill the combat power of both sides is that all subordinates have the consciousness of fighting to the death and not retreating. Once they see a large number of their own kind dying, ordinary creatures will be afraid, and this will weaken their own combat power even more.

But the undead don't, they don't have a complete soul at all, they are like war dolls, under the orders of the commander, constantly rushing towards the target, even the lowest skeleton soldier will not hesitate to challenge a black dragon. The war will not end when there is only life and death against the army of Tiga, there is no victory or defeat, and the war will not end until the last soldier of the Tiga army is killed.

"Let's go, it's too late to retreat now, when they finish fighting, it's hard for us to leave......" Shen Hao's face was also very ugly, he bent down and picked up Shi Yuxuan on his back, and then jumped up in the shadow of the house, sneaking towards the city gate to the north.

The fierce fighting had drawn most of the undead to the south, and the northern part of the city was deserted. However, Shen Hao didn't dare to be careless, he tried to hold his breath, his body was as dexterous as a cat, as fast as a leopard, jumping in the shadows of one building after another.

Just when they could vaguely see the tower on top of the northern city wall, a black knight suddenly burst out of a house, and Le Ma blocked Shen Hao's direction. Shen Hao's scalp tightened, it was not that they could not defeat a necromantic knight, but if it was because the battle here attracted the attention of the main battlefield, just the hundred corpse witch kings took the time to give them a salvo, it was enough for the two of them to drink a pot.

Shen Hao drew his sword and was about to make a quick decision. Shi Yuxuan behind him slammed his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Wait a minute, he doesn't have the smell of the undead on his body." ”

As if to confirm Shi Yuxuan's words, the black knight put down his weapon, reached out and pushed the mask on his face up, revealing the face of a Western human. Looking at this slightly familiar face, Shen Hao and Shi Yuxuan couldn't help but exclaim: "It's you!" ”