A handful of men, and went to war with the legions.

Xu Zhi's experience is rare, but it is related to Doug Wooger every time.

The last time this barbarian was adrift on the sea, starving to death, facing the hunt of the second king of the madhouse, Karthas Black Sword, with a group of ghosts, the situation seemed to be no different from now.

Your own strength increases, but the enemy seems to increase even more.

This barbarian likes to pursue good-looking, powerful equipment, and somehow he heard that the armor stolen by the three kings of the madhouse is good-looking, and since then he has embarked on this road of no return.

In his philosophy, the three kings of the madhouse can rob other people's weapons and armor, so there is nothing wrong with him snatching them back.

The fist is big, and there is a lot of truth.

The thinking of the barbarians is simple.

Violence solves problems, violence conquers everything.

Everything is an act of one's own doing, and as a barbarian, you have to carry it yourself.

No matter what these temporary partners thought, he couldn't avoid it.

Silently blocking the entrance to the tomb, Doug Woog wielded a war hammer, like the walking dead war slaves, and he also wielded a war hammer and shield mechanically.

As long as he still has the strength, he will keep wielding.

They were still riding horses when they stormed the tomb, but now they didn't have any way to run quickly.

Stormed by Platlan Black Sword, he can't dodge it, he can't escape, and he may even get involved with Elita.

Bob's voice came from behind him, his heart moved slightly, and his body swayed slightly, making room for this ** master.

Aegrenel had always been like this, and this woman was like him, and if he had been in the other person's shoes, he might have made the same choice.

If you can fight, you can't run back to collect the body, and you can do your duty as an ordinary friend.

And then there's the old lich with little power, the nervous old vampire, the bone dragon that has hovered so hard that he can barely see his figure.

Being able to contribute in times of crisis makes him feel a lot more comfortable.

"you, Lao Tzu won't die today, sooner or later I will beat your head to slag."

Doug Woog looked at Platland Black Sword in the distance, and said harsh words in his mouth.

Platlan Black Sword avenged his two brothers, and there was nothing wrong with that.

The three kings of the madhouse plundered other people's treasures, and he went to grab them, and there was nothing wrong with him.

The winner is king.

Only the victor can point to the corpse of the other party and declare his own justice.

It's simple.

As Doug Woog cursed, he heard strange singing in the tomb, the first time he had heard such a penetrating singing voice by superimposing magic on Agrinel's bard.

"This is the song of evil, the death magic dedicated to the human race, the scope of the impact will be large, no different from the magic of the legion, please pay attention to the exorcism."

"Thank you for your concern, Sir Bob, and so are you."

The two of them are obviously no strangers to death magic, one is a life and death practitioner, and the other is proficient in the five systems of magic, even if they have not practiced the song of evil, they are not afraid of their cognition of this death magic.

Human-based life-based magic is specific to death sequences, and there are death magic that is specific to humans.

Xu Zhi's heart was clear, and he knew that Aegrenel had begun to rely on the Effie Mandolin to release this magic.

As a jungle elf, he does not belong to the human sequence, and this negative magic has no effect on him.

Holding the grenade blaster, Xu Zhi thought for a moment, and then switched to an electromagnetic blaster with a wider power and explosion range.

If you're not mistaken, his first chance to use the Demolitionist will come after Egrenel.

As Agrinelle's eerie singing ended, she gently plucked the strings of Effie's mandala, the dark green magic elements condensing.

"Go"

The strings made an extremely dull sound, and the miserable green magical elements spread out like a sonic wave of impact, centered on Egrenelle, like layers of flowing water.

The roars of the commanders were heard, and it was clear that the magic had caused the Platlan Black Sword Legion to tremble a lot.

Even if they are well-trained, no one can remain unchanged in the face of legion-level restrictive magic.

"The other side has an evil necromancer, an exorcism, and the priesthood releases an exorcism, and the melee sequence is preferred."

Xu Zhi glanced slightly at the human war slave who had collided with Doug Wug.

Song of Evil: Attack damage reduced by 20%, Defense reduced by 20%, duration: 10 minutes.

A full-level magic unleashed through the small artifact Effie Mandala.

Second order and ten levels.

This is clearly beyond the Legion magic unleashed by regular wizards.

Whether it's the dispel in order magic, the exorcism in life magic, or the abolition in death magic, they are all first-order magic.

It's not easy to get rid of this max-level negative status magic, and it takes at least a few consecutive exorcisms to get rid of this troublesome cursed state.

Spells that involve group dispel require a relatively high level to be released.

"Let's pray that there aren't a few life magic masters in the opposing legion."

Egrenel glanced at Aelita, there was only so much she could do, and if she could release the evil song twice at most, she would not have much power to hit the opposing legion.

"Grandchildren, come on, your Uncle Doug Wooger is here, Lao Tzu will take a step back and call you Dad" Doug Wooger shouted.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to drop the gunpowder bullet."

"Okay."

The barbarian dodged quite quickly, and although Xu Zhi belonged to the elemental realm, Doug Wug was quite trusting.

In the early days, the two helped each other, loved and killed each other, and also played a certain friendship, but it was a pity that Doug Wuge's magic strength was not up to it, and as Xu Zhi's strength rose, he was never able to summon Xu Zhi.

The loss of a big help is something he regrets.

But Elita, who was new to the expert level of natural magic, couldn't summon Xu Zhi, and he extinguished this thought from then on.

It is extremely difficult for a barbarian to cultivate magic, he is already relatively smart, and when it comes to natural magic, he might as well exercise more muscles to make himself stronger.

"Boom"

Under the bluestone staircase, a red light flickered in the slightly chaotic formation, and then a huge explosion sounded, and some of the stumps and severed arms flew up in the crowd.

This is the power of an explosion that even master cultivators don't want to face.

Even with protective magic and steel armor, the Crusaders clearly couldn't hold it.

Like cutting wheat, nearly ten people fell down directly without saying a word, accompanied by the shouts of crying fathers and mothers around them.

In addition to the power of the blast, the flying fragments clearly cut through a lot of people.

Set a countdown, time blasting, and projecting like a grenade, and blasters can all meet this requirement perfectly.

It's just that the method of grenade projection is easy to be blown away by people, and even bounce back, and this blasting method is rarely adopted by cultivators from the outside world.

In a short period of time, Xu Zhi naturally would not let the people under the stone tomb figure out the defects of the blaster.

The first blast was successful, and three more blasters were thrown out by him in a row.

"Boom, boom, boom"

A continuous explosion sounded, and the elite legions, which had just fallen into a commotion, instantly began to enter chaos.

As long as you are near the center of the explosion, there is no chance of survival, even if you are on the edge, you will be injured.

Not everyone has the heavy armor of knights who can withstand this kind of damage, even the crusaders with thin steel armor have not escaped this fate, not to mention that these people who are close to each other have a state of evil song attached to their bodies.

Screams rang out, and the melee legions that were rushing to the front were in chaos.

This situation was obviously unexpected by everyone in the stone tomb.

"Your Excellency, are you going to slaughter other people's legions by yourself?"

The barbarian hammer struck, and the jungle goblin came out with the treasure again, this kind of gunpowder bullet like the magic power of a high-level fireball, was actually thrown casually and continuously. I want to talk about "Heroes and Invincible Grandmasters" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~