The black aura on the red-clothed god of death surged, making the skull even more hideous and terrifying. It really did not expect that Engels would dare to release cavalry for a surprise attack.

With a roar of rage, the figure of the red-clothed god of death dissolved, quickly reuniting in front of Mani, his eyes glowing red, wanting to interfere with Mani's thinking again.

Seeing the red-clothed Grim Reaper in front of him, Mani's complexion remained unchanged, he stimulated his spirit with his fighting spirit, and directly confronted the red-clothed Grim Reaper with the help of Hanlipas' magic, his eyes were clear and unwavering.

The long sword in his hand slashed at the red-clothed god of death with a fighting spirit, slashing half of its red robe open, revealing the black mist tumbling inside, and then the running war horse rushed into the body of the red-clothed god with Mani.

Mani, who covered his armor with his fighting energy, directly smashed the body of the red-clothed god of death, and continued to attack the other poisonous ghouls, and nothing could stop him in the charge of the heavily armed iron knights.

After reuniting on the side, the ghost fire between the eyes of the red-clothed god of death was extinguished, and it wanted to leave Mani to deal with other ordinary soldiers, but with Mani as the tip of the sword, as long as Mani was not contained, the cavalry offensive would not stop, and no matter how many ordinary cavalry died, it was useless.

It raised its left arm, and a finger made of pitch-black mist peeked out from under the red robe, and a wisp of dark red energy flowed from the scythe staff, falling into its left hand, staining its black index finger a dark red.

I saw that the red-clothed god of death's left hand pointed at Mani's back, and a beam of dark red magical energy with rich blood flew out of its fingertips, attacking Mani extremely quickly.

Vampire's Touch, the representative spell of instant magic in necromancy, emits a dark red energy spell from your fingertips, dealing true damage and stunting and paralyzing enemies that are attacked, and returning health to the caster, as well as Ghoul Touch, Malevolent Curse, and more.

He turned his head and took off the short spear inserted in his back with his right hand, and with a flick of his flying hand, the sharp short spear flew out in an instant and collided with the magic of the red-clothed god of death, directly resisting the attack of the magic.

Seeing that the undead army was about to encircle the cavalry at this time, Mani hurriedly raised the long sword in his hand, pointed obliquely at the sky, and shouted at the cavalry behind him with a fighting spirit bag to strengthen his voice: "Kill from the north!" ”

The gates of Engels City slowly opened, and the sword and shield men covered the pikemen behind them with their giant shields, and these soldiers who were good at spears pierced through the gaps in the giant shields, and the tips of their poisonous dragon-like spears smashed into the skulls of skeleton soldiers.

The extremely fast, clawed ghoul leaped to his feet, two sharp claws leaving a deep scratch directly on the giant shield.

Two spears stabbed from either side of the shield and slammed into the ghoul's head, but the ghoul's two claws blocked and retreated with the force of the recoil.

"Damn it! Why are these monsters so powerful! A shield-bearer shouted.

In the face of the uninterrupted slashing of countless necromantic warriors, the hands of the sword and shield hand were already trembling a little, and the long shield had made his hands already on the verge of limit.

The pikemen on both sides tacitly agreed to set up the necromancer in front of the sword and shield man, allowing him to take the opportunity to exchange with another sword and shield man behind him.

However, the sword and shield hand behind him did not step forward, and he couldn't help but look back, only to see the sharp claw of a clawed ghoul pierce the neck of the substitute soldier, blood trickling down from the claws like a waterfall, pouring most of the clawed ghoul's body, stretching out his slender tongue and licking the blood on his eyes, showing a cruel smile at the sword and shield hand.

"Stand back!" The Blade and Shield Man shouted.

His long military career has greatly improved his psychological quality, and in the face of the threat of the claw ghoul, he suppressed his fear, pulled out the long knife at his waist and slashed at the claw ghoul.

The two pikemen noticed movement behind them at the alert of the sword and shield man, but the skeletons that rushed in front of them kept them unable to move.

If there were no accidents, their squad would soon die under siege from the undead legion.

However, just as the sword and shield hand was praying to the gods, a warrior in heavy armor came from behind, and the fighting spirit on his body was swirling, and each blow could kill a low-level skeleton soldier.

A huge sword qi flew out of the long sword, slashing diagonally through the body of the claw ghoul, and the claw ghoul who was still fighting with the sword and shield hand was defenseless, and was cut off in an instant, and was seized by the sword and shield hand, and the long knife slashed, smashing the soul core of the claw ghoul.

"Master Tonks!" The Blade and Shield Man called out in surprise.

"Stand back! I'm going to resist it for a while! After Tonks finished speaking, he quickly stepped forward, bypassing the sword and shield men to stop the attack on the two pikemen, and the three who had relieved the crisis hurriedly retreated towards Engels City behind them.

Standing on the battlefield, Tonks looked around, the counterattack of Engels City was very smooth, pressing back the Necromantic Legion, and the open space in front of the city slowly fell back into the hands of Engels City, as long as he held on for a little longer, this attack of the Necromantic Legion would be successfully resolved.

However, at this time, he saw the red-clothed Grim Reaper floating in the distance.

There were no cavalry chasing Mani, no participation in the battle against ordinary infantry, and even the black aura that stimulated the rage of the necromancy did not continue to be maintained, just floating quietly in mid-air.

The magic that flew out of the magic tower hit the body of the red-clothed Grim Reaper, blocked by a transparent membranous shield in front of it, and behind the shield it seemed to be preparing some kind of magic, black light like a Dasmanic star.

The red-clothed Reaper's hands were raised to the sky, and a dark sound wave came out of its mouth, and a disgusting feeling like a muddy mire hit Tonks's heart, and his heart was terrified, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged.

He didn't care about anything, poured all his fighting energy into the long sword in his hand, turned around quickly, threw the long sword out, and pointed straight at the red-clothed Grim Reaper.

An extremely cold ray shot out from the magic tower, turning into solid ice and freezing the shield of the red-clothed Reaper, and Tonks's longsword broke through the air, instantly slashing the frozen shield and heading straight for the red-clothed Reaper inside.

The fighting qi on the long sword burst into chaos as soon as it came into contact, tearing a large hole in the body of the red-clothed reaper, but the red-clothed reaper's magic was complete.

I saw a strong necromantic power rise from the dead corpses on the ground, the original flesh and blood began to dissipate, and the black power rose into the sky, turning into pitch-black clouds to cover the sun.

The flesh and skin on the corpse were all gone, revealing the white bones inside, and a puff of soul fire lit up from the skull, revealing the white light inside through the eyes.

The Engels warrior, who had turned into a necromancy, picked up his sword again and aimed it at his original comrade, opened his empty mouth and killed him.

The eyes of the undead, who had already shattered the soul fire, condensed a flame again, and stood up tremblingly and pieced together the mutilated limbs.

The number of undead has increased even more than during the siege!

The body of the red-clothed god of death began to recover from the nourishment of the power of death, and as more and more necromantics revived, the soul fire in its eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Looking at Tonks in the distance, the red-clothed Grim Reaper smiled cruelly.