Gray's guidance, the bones use weapons not without moves like the mercenaries, but just rely on fighting spirit and strength to slash. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but pay attention to the characteristics of weapons, every action contains skills.

The spear is the most powerful weapon, the thorn, and the next is the strike.

The bones are blocked by one by one, the right hand is in front, the left hand is behind, holding the spear, stabbing in a random move, bringing out the silver and black dots of scattered flowers, the movement is extremely fast, like a silver snake flying in the sky, giving people a sense of dazzle.

The three swordsmen slashed the long sword in their hands indiscriminately, resisting for a while, but they felt that the other party would not be in the same place every time, and they came towards the point where their defense was weak again and again, and they couldn't help but be a little hurried.

However, they were swordsmen after all, and in a few breaths, the three of them gradually changed their pace, forming an asana with the person in the middle as the main defense and two people outside attacking.

A blue light slashed out from the hand of one person on the left, as if it was a shock wave formed by the fighting spirit, while the other person stepped on one foot, and blue balls of light burst out from his hand, raising a cloud of dust.

As soon as the bones felt the Dou Qi energy contained in the shock wave and the ball of light, they didn't dare to hold it up at the moment, and immediately changed their stabbing to sweeping, injecting the entire Dark Dou Qi into the spear.

The soft divine power on the spear suddenly became fierce, like a dazzling sunlight, and the violently beating light element detonated the nearest few blue balls of light. The remaining balls of light and shockwaves were still rushing towards the bones.

A burst of black flames suddenly appeared in front of the bones, and then condensed into a translucent black barrier. The ball of light and the shockwave violently set off a huge wave of energy when they hit the barrier, and the ground was melted and dust flew as soon as the "snort" was heard.

Looking at it again, Bone One had already jumped out of place, and with a leap, he crossed a mercenary. With a flick of the spear in his hand, he actually picked off the opponent's weapon and pierced the armor on the shoulder of one person!

Everything happened in just a few tens of seconds, and the bone one had the upper hand.

The three mercenaries knew their own abilities, although they were not the top figures in the wolf mercenary group, but they were also the backbone of the upper echelons, and they were actually resisted by a small skeleton, and even injured one person, and they couldn't help but be even more annoyed.

There was a burst of shouts, containing the sound waves of fighting spirit. And the strength in his hand is even greater, and with the addition of fighting spirit, it is like a hill pressing on the top. The end is desperate!

If there are sweat glands in the bones, they must be sweating.

He didn't wear armor, his defense was still weak, and he also knew that he was underestimating the humans in front of him today.

Although the fight is happy, look at the fighting spirit. The ground is dusty, but also very dangerous. If you're not careful, you're going to break a few bones. The next spear was a dripping of protection around its own body, and it repeatedly made distress gestures to other bones.

"Really, who made him strong!"

The little devil had his tail in a circle, and his mouth was sarcastic, but his eyes were glancing at the ash that had slashed someone's neck with a dagger.

The corners of the gray mouth bent slightly. I thought it was a little funny, but the movements in my hands were not slow, and I kicked away the mercenary who cut it up. One bent over to dodge the attack from behind, and then lightly leaped backwards, the sharp bloody blade breaking through the opponent's leather armor and stabbing the man's heart from behind, while Seventeen was one gear backwards. It just happened to fend off the attack of the opponent's weapon.

She moves lightly and does not forget to release her magic. Bone spurs sprang out from time to time on the ground, affecting the gathering of mercenaries. The Weakening Technique and the Aging Technique have weakened the mercenaries by half one by one.

Eliminated another mercenary and got a breathing space, Ash immediately threw a dark rain of flames at the side of the bone, only to see a black flame falling into the sky against the space of the bone, like a blooming black lotus, beautiful is beautiful, but as long as it touches a little, it will be haunted by the dark flame, silently corroded, and burned into a pothole.

The swordsmen had to devote more of their fighting energy to their own defense, and the pressure on Bone One was finally greatly reduced.

There were more than 100 mercenaries, a total of five swordsmen, three of whom were fighting with bones, one of whom was ashes, and one who was fighting with the disease.

The battle was the most gorgeous of all, with wind blades flying everywhere and tornadoes looming from time to time, as if they were performing a performance of wind magic. In the tornado, there were countless weapons wrapped in local materials, and the swordsman who was forced into several tornadoes by the wind blade was really helpless and aggrieved.

He was the weakest of the five sword masters, and he didn't know how to restrain his fighting aura, so he was seen by Ash and let him practice his hands as soon as possible.

The bones deliberately lured the enemy away, leaving a small clearing for the battle. Feeling the changes of the wind element in the battle wholeheartedly, his small body continued to accelerate and run around the mercenary with the wind element, only feeling that he seemed to be one with the wind around him, which was very comfortable.

His palm grabbed in the air, and the wind elemental condensed into his fingers as his hand fell, turning his hand into a huge cyan wolf claw, tearing the entire tornado with the sound of breaking the sky, leaving a fierce blood mark on the sword master's face!

After doing this several times, the armor on the swordsman's body was already deformed, and there were countless scars on his arms and thighs.

"Damn! It's so funny! ”

"I'll fight with you!"

The swordsman had already noticed the situation around him, and he knew that no one could help him, and he would not be able to please him. Thinking that he was a dignified swordsman and was now being used as a training tool for a teenager, he was very angry, and his fighting spirit was irregularly overflowing, his skin was congested, and his muscles were exposed.

There was a huge "boom-" in his ears, and his heart jumped, only to see a piece of flesh and blood scattered in all directions, and the ground was blasted open by the explosion of fighting qi A large hole more than ten meters wide, and the surrounding cave walls collapsed more than half.

That swordsman actually blew himself up!

"Hurry!"

Ash screamed, anxiety and worry flashed in his eyes, but the next moment he saw the earth surging in the collapsed cave wall, and Bone Nine came out of it with a fainting illness.

At the most dangerous time, thanks to Bone Nine, he leaped from a distance in an instant, hugged and jumped outward, although he was buried by the collapsed cave wall, he escaped most of the shock wave.

If it weren't for the dexterous Bone Nine, who happened to be in the vicinity of the disease, the disease would never have been stunned by the aftermath of the explosion like it is now, but would have been seriously injured.

Ash breathed a sigh of relief, and the bones around him were also relieved, but they were even more ruthless one by one.

However, they didn't expect that the sword master's self-explosion seemed to have turned on the switch of the surrounding mercenaries. As the second person blew himself up, the others were ready to start this kind of death together.

They were all outlaws, and after fighting for so long without seeing other brothers come to support, and even the regimental commander never appeared, they knew that they were more than lucky.

Since you are destined not to get out of here today, you must at least pull a cushion!

The mercenaries knew that the skeletons didn't count lives at all, but instead marched towards Ash and Rush one by one, trying to blow them up.

Ash and bones formed a defensive circle again, and by this time, it was only twenty minutes before the battle began. And only half of the members of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group are still alive.

Ash frowned, they weren't afraid of the other party blowing themselves up. At most, they were injured, but the dwarves in the cave who had been hiding in the surrounding passages and corners since the beginning of the battle had already suffered casualties due to the fighting. If the other party really blew themselves up one by one, then even if they can dodge it. Those dwarves won't be able to escape!

Ash didn't shout and let the dwarves escape. But the dwarves were accustomed to being enslaved, and their feet were heavily handcuffed, and they were all trembling, and their legs were so weak that few escaped. I only know that I am afraid to lie in the corner.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the magic in his hand was about to be released, when he suddenly keenly felt the change of the dark element in the air. The elements in the hands are scattered at the moment.

As she expected, the corpses of the already dead mercenaries on the ground turned into carrion zombies after a burst of black fog and stiffened up from the ground.

The members of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Regiment exclaimed one by one. Because those zombies actually bared their teeth one by one and flew over. Hold their bodies and open their mouths to bite down.

"What's going on!"

"It's despicable to summon zombies with our brother's corpse!"

The mercenaries of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group were scolding, but they were not weak, and they slashed at the zombies who were once their companions one by one.

However, despite the flesh and blood, those zombies still bite the mercenaries and do not let go.

Streams of cyan gradually spread from the place where the zombies had bitten to the mercenaries' bodies.

"It's corpse poison!"

"Damn it!"

Zombies transformed from fresh corpses still shed red blood despite their lack of defense, but their saliva still carries toxins that can paralyze human nerves.

Under the influence of this toxin, the mercenaries' fighting spirit could not be concentrated at all, let alone self-destruct.

"Don't try to blow yourself up. You guys... But it's all my material. ”

A red-cloaked necromancer walks out of a passageway, waving his staff to get more zombies to their feet.

"Master Amante!"

"Why?!"

Amante's eyes in the cloak glanced at everything in front of him, and he laughed a few times, and said disdainfully, "Mole ants." ”

As soon as the words fell, a piece of green fluorescent powder flew down into the air.

Ash immediately threw several defensive spells at the dwarves in the distance.

Necromancy - Sick Corpse Mist!

This is a kind of magic that necromancers use to speed up the lesions of fresh corpses and strengthen the toxins in the zombies' bodies. Although it does not increase the attack power of zombies, it can turn them into extremely corrosive poisonous corpses, and it is also a new type of zombie created by necromancers.

If an ordinary person is infiltrated into the skin by this mist, more and more fluorescent corpse spots will be produced on the body, and then the body will gradually weaken from the inside until death.

Amante's recent research has hit a plateau. He had originally developed a new method, which was to soak the poisonous corpses with a special liquid afterwards to make the joints of these zombies soft, supplemented by the help of alchemy, so as to create flexible zombie puppets.

However, the zombie he named the zombie puppet has not yet succeeded in creating one. In his imagination, this kind of zombie with flexible joints should have the superb defense of zombies and the toxicity of poisonous corpses. And because it is transformed by a fresh corpse, there is still a part of the original person's body memory, and he can use martial arts and even fighting spirit! However, the zombie puppets he has created so far are either wooden and unable to move freely, or their bodies are not strong enough to defend themselves, and they can easily collapse.

After thinking about it, he felt that the key was that the humans who had been transformed into zombie puppets were not strong enough. The more powerful the human being,* the more powerful, and the more physical memories should be left.

That's why he set up a bureau as a fire mage, luring powerful mercenaries to come, so that he could catch turtles in the tiles and add experimental materials to his research.

However, he didn't expect that the marine mercenary group that had entered the bureau would actually have such a leader. What a miscalculation, under his pursuit, he was still escaped by most of the mercenaries...

Presumably, the mercenaries who escaped will spread the word about him. Originally, Amante was going to cooperate with the wolf mercenary group for a long time, and help the wolf mercenary group revive by selling weapons made by dwarves. Although he is a necromancer, he is still a human being, and he also wants a stable base.

But now all plans have failed, and he must stay away from here before the Holy See comes to encircle him. But it doesn't matter, he's already got several good corpses, as well as the corpses of the reserve wolf mercenary group... It was enough for his research to continue.

His gaze turned to Ash and said, "You're also a necromancer?" ”

Mage Amante looked at the bones again, greed flashing in his eyes under his cloak.

"What a nice skeleton... Just kill you... They're mine. ”

(Two more chapters in a row!) Even if you work hard! ）