Chapter Ninety-Three: The Psychic Tower
As the lich Araki slumped out of the window, Samuro immediately galloped through the army of the undead and followed.
Shen Tao's sniper rifle had already fired three shots at Araki, and Samuro stepped out with an invisible slash, just in time to empty the lich's health bar.
"Ah~" Araki screamed and crumbled into pieces, turning into a black ball and falling to the ground.
The surrounding undead all froze, and then fell into chaos. They become like brainless zombies, only attacking the nearest enemy.
"Assemble, remote into the house, melee blocked downstairs. Next, let's play slowly. Xiang Ningxuan ordered.
The undead's ranged attackers had been almost killed by Shen Rui and the others.
Without command, the melee undead don't know how to demolish houses, they just huddle together stupidly.
By simply blocking the entrance in melee combat, you can minimize the contact surface with the undead, and the damage taken will be greatly reduced. It can also gather undead units into a lump to facilitate AOE clearance.
Not to mention such a tactic, it is an elite regiment, and any detachment can easily use dozens of people.
The battle lasted for more than half an hour, and the corpses of the undead were piled up with no place to put their feet. Especially those huge abominations, after death, the poisonous fog disperses, and can pollute a large area.
At this time, in the innermost detention room of the police station, the lich Araki forcibly opened the life box, took possession of the body of a skeleton mage, and then managed to contact his master and report his defeat. Of course, Araki focuses on indicting humanity for treachery and shamelessness.
The plaguebringer North didn't lash out this time, because it was useless to get angry, and the capture of this place was already irreparable.
"I'm sure I'm well hidden here, and it's impossible to be exposed." Araki swore by it.
North's projection nodded and agreed, "That's right. According to your description, these are the same people who captured our first stronghold last time. Moreover, they seem to have added quite a few helpers. But failure is failure, and you still have to be punished! ”
"If these humans can find you accurately, then they should be able to find our other strongholds."
"Now, the only chance you have to atone for your sins is to delay as long as you can! Give people in several other locations more time to prepare. ”
Araki knelt down and saluted North, "Then, master. Can you recall my lifebox? ”
"Huh! Of course, take your life box. ”
When Araki heard this, he went to fetch his life box. Originally, due to the unstable dimensional passage between the world of Azeroth and Earth, the Lich had to bring the Lifebox to Earth, or risk losing contact with the Lifebox.
A purple-black light shot out of North's projection hand, enveloping Araki's life box. The lifebox was suspended in mid-air, but it didn't disappear immediately.
North sneered, "Ah! The spatial connection between Azeroth and your world is not yet very stable, and it may take half an hour for this recall spell to take effect. You'd better hold it up until then, or ......"
There was no expression on the skeleton mage's fleshless face, but the flickering soul fire in his eye sockets indicated Araki's mood at this time - MMP.
But the situation is stronger than people, and even if Araki is unhappy, he can only try to survive for half an hour.
At this time, the undead forces had been beaten to pieces, and Araki's resurrected body did not have enough mental power to drive a large number of undead troops, nor did it have enough mana to cast magic.
Well, for Araki, the only chance now is the Psychic Tower.
Harness the energy of the Psychic Tower to cast spells and delay humanity.
The Psychic Tower was built in the backyard of the police station, which is an octagonal building with a diameter of more than ten meters and a height of about seven or eight meters. The whole is purple-black, and it is inlaid with white bone ornaments characteristic of the undead.
The Psychraic Tower is the base building of the Undead Scourge, which acts as a population building for the undead in the game and collects soul energy for the Undead Scourge, and all kinds of spells and armies of the Undead Scourge rely on the energy provided by the Scourge.
The tower is surrounded by houses and cannot be seen from the outside. There were a few newly transformed ghouls and an unfinished abomination beside him.
Araki didn't care, and went straight into the spiritual tower.
The Psychic Tower itself has no attack power, but can be upgraded to a Wraith Tower or a Web Tower. The Wraith Tower has high attack power, while the Web Tower has an attack that slows down.
When Xiang Ningxuan and the others began to attack, Araki upgraded this psychic tower to a ghost tower, which was almost completed at this time.
But he didn't know that his actions had already attracted attention.
"Report!" Luo Jinyuan, who was in charge of monitoring the enemy, suddenly said, "Just now, there was a strange skeleton mage who actually walked into the undead building in the backyard of the police station. ”
"Is it a skeleton mage or a necromancer?" Xiang Ningxuan asked. These two are not the same, and the necromancer is also considered the middle level of the natural disaster, and has a certain degree of autonomy. Especially after the Lich as the Commander hangs up. Skeleton mages, on the other hand, are low-level undead and generally have no autonomous consciousness.
"It's a skeleton mage!" Luo Jinyuan is definitely authentic.
If something goes wrong, it must be a demon, although Xiang Ningxuan didn't expect that the lich Araki would not recover well in the life box, he would actually run out to make trouble. But it's two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still three fields waiting for them to catch up! There's no time for ink here.
"Prepare for a general attack!" Xiang Ningxuan only said that he was ready, and Zhu Qixuan couldn't wait to jump down from the stairs. The ones who were in charge of blocking the door before were several of Xiang Ningxuan's taunting entourage and Shen Rui, and the others all withdrew first to recover. At this time, Zhu Qi's blood and blue were full, and the big axe was already hungry and thirsty.
"Your sister! Lao Tzu only said to prepare, you are on it! Lohin, deduct 1 point from him. ”
Xiang Ningxuan said, with a wave of his hand: "Go on!" ”
The 99A main battle tank card that had been held in his hand for a long time flew out, and Xiang Ningxuan also jumped down. With a bang, fifty or sixty-ton tanks crushed a road paved with minced flesh and bone residue among the corpses of the undead.
Naturally, the others knew how to do it, and just followed the tank forward.
The 99A main battle tank was pushed all the way, and the wall of the police station was as fragile as paper, and it was already smashed to pieces by abomination. The tank pushed again, knocking over a section of the fence that was still intact.
This was not enough, Xiang Ningxuan directly let the 99A main battle tank crash into the police station building, crashed the gate, crashed through the wall, and directly penetrated the entire building and came to the backyard.
Araki is thinking about how to delay humanity in the Spirit Tower, which has been upgraded into a tower of ghosts. "Humans should concentrate on attacking their healers, humans are afraid of death, as long as their healers are repelled, others will not dare to rush forward. Then ......"
"Boom!" The army-green steel behemoth shattered the wall and emerged, interrupting Araki's thoughts.