With the blessing of the divine gains, the combat power of the imperial soldiers continued to soar, and the battle situation, which was originally quite anxious, gradually began to change.

The scales of victory began to tilt in favor of the side of the imperial camp.

If that's all there is to it, the undead players will still be able to block the attack, anyway, everyone is here to play points, even if they lose the battle in the end, it doesn't matter.

It's all you need to get your points.

However, in addition to buffing the gods, some monks also began to use attack and weaken gods.

"Weak!"

"God's Light!"

"Spear of Sanctions!"

One or two divine spells may not be threatening, but tens of thousands of monks cast these attack magic spells at the same time, which is no less powerful than the effect of tens of thousands of magicians starting to launch a magic bombardment.

"Woohoo!"

Countless white spears of light fell from the sky and pierced into the camp of the undead, as if a rain of arrows fell from the sky, instantly harvesting the lives of thousands of undead players.

"26 points! 31 points! it, it's a critical hit, 63 points! These soldiers are too weak! ”

"Forget about the points! The front row is almost unbearable, our front row is dying too fast! ”

"Brothers, stop playing points! Help the brothers in the front row push people back! ”

"Damn, I can't control the front row, the Templars are coming from the left and right! It's too insidious, and it actually came around to encircle and suppress our back-row output! ”

"No! It's not okay to fight like this! ”

The situation was chaotic for a time.

Ma Krypton turned his head and looked at Long Aotian anxiously: "Brother Long, what should I do now." ”

"What can I do?"

Long Aotian spread out his hands, his face full of helplessness: "The magic is really difficult to entangle, after this weak magic is cast, our front row can only be slaughtered." ”

"And this group of Templar Knights is also a strong mess after dismounting, outflanking our back row, and it is estimated that the output will not be able to hold on for too long."

Ma Krypton was very anxious: "Brother Long, if this continues, our people will die!" ”

"Death is death, what are you afraid of?"

Long Aotian picked up the big bone knife and roared, "All command players join the battle with me!" When you are dying, you have to go home with some points! ”

"Hahaha! The Chinese New Year is coming soon, have you scored enough points? ”

Long Aotian's optimism and fearlessness have infected many players, what happened to outflanking us? Even if you lose, what's the matter?

We're here to score points!

Thinking of this, the players suddenly stopped being nervous and began to wonder how to score more points.

The front row is no longer blindly anti-damage, and counterattack-oriented!

The front row is also a player, why can't you play points!

All hands on deck!

No more defense and coordination!

"Ka Cha!"

When a gargoyle's arm was cut off and his weapon flew out, he couldn't help but be furious: "You think this is the end of it? ”

"Huh!"

The gargoyle pounced directly on the soldier who had cut off his arm, and without looking at the magic light that shot from behind, he bit down on the soldier's neck with a bite.

[Dear player, if you successfully kill an Imperial soldier, you will be rewarded with +30 points.] 】

In teamfights, players can earn points for damaging or killing either Imperial Soldiers or Templars.

Hearing the prompt sound from the Godhead system, the gargoyle player happily closed his eyes and hung up.

The severed arm emits a black glow that disappears along with the gargoyle player's weapon, and the bound weapon automatically returns to the player's backpack when the player dies.

"The undead are crazy."

One of the bishops took a deep breath: "Father, even if this group of undead is dead, they will kill our soldiers!" ”

"Don't be afraid."

Father William was relieved: "This group of undead is about to be wiped out, and the victory is ours!" ”

The number of these undead was originally inferior to that of the Imperial Legion, and after the Imperial Legion was no longer troubled by fire damage, the undead were no match at all.

Instead, the flames burned the surrounding trees, slowly expanding the area of the battlefield and allowing the Imperial Legion to play to its numerical advantage.

More than 30,000 against more than 100,000, no matter how you look at the undead, they can't win.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Long Aotian rose up and shouted: "Dare enough to charge with me!" Kill the back and kill a few monks! ”

"Proud of the sky! Invincible! ”

The members of the Aotian Club roared, and with Long Aotian as the core, they began to charge towards the location of the monks.

The Imperial soldiers reacted extremely quickly, and immediately blocked the undead's attack, constantly reducing the number of the undead with the help of the monks' divine attacks and the Templars' outflanking attacks.

While the players continue to deal damage and destroy the strength and numbers of the Imperial army, the number of undead continues to decrease.

Judging from the trend of the battlefield, undead players will definitely be the first to be eliminated.

Sure enough, twenty minutes later.

There are only more than a thousand elite players left on Long Aotian's side, and the other players have already died back to the kingdom of God.

"You've already lost."

Archpriest William's face was calm, and he glanced at Long Aotian, he knew that this undead spirit had his own mind and wisdom, and could understand his own words: "Humble undead, you must remember this truth, darkness can never defeat light!" ”

"Phew!"

Long Aotian was not afraid or afraid, spit out, and then turned his head and asked, "Ma Krypton died, how many points did you fight." ”

Ma Krypton died: "Brother Long, I have scored 625 points. ”

"Hahaha, it's not enough, Lao Tzu scored 1065 points!"

Long Aotian laughed wildly and took the lead in charging: "Come again, I want to break through the 1200 point mark!" ”

At this moment, Father William took advantage of the moment when Long Aotian took the lead in running out of the protective formation, and released the attack magic that had been planned for a long time.

"Spear of Light!"

A huge ray of light suddenly appeared, directly piercing the soul fire of Long Aotian's head.

"Smack!"

With a crisp explosion, Long Aotian's head exploded in the air, and his entire body was also overturned into a great distance by the impact.

After the body of the undead fell to the ground, he looked at Long Aotian again, his head was gone, and the person was also hanging, lying motionless on the burning grass.

"The way it lays there is as ridiculous and pathetic as a poor worm."

Father William remained unmoved, his face still calm.

"Brother Long!"

Ma Krypton shouted angrily: "Brothers, avenge Brother Long!" ”

"Kill all these undead, we must rush to the northern city as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Archpriest."

Ma Krypton and the others were completely unable to stop the attack of the Imperial Legion, and after killing some of the Imperial soldiers, all players, including Ma Krypton, died.

"Woo Woo Woo ~!"

A ray of black light appears, taking the player's weapons and equipment with them.

Father William frowned as he watched the black light continue to appear frequently: "What a strange undead, this black light gives people a feeling that is even more uncomfortable than the undead. ”

"Grand Priest."

The bishop walked up to William and respectfully reported: "This group of undead has all been purified, but we have also sacrificed 26,000 soldiers, more than 1,000 Templars, and nearly 3,000 monks from the 10,000 monk regiment can no longer continue to perform divine magic. ”

Father William lowered his head and calculated, purifying more than 30,000 undead with an absolute superiority in troops, and actually paid a similar number of sacrifices.

I have to say that the undead are really terrible creatures, they are not afraid of death, and they would rather die than pull a cushion.

This kind of bloody nature and consciousness is terrible.

It's like a dark fanatic!

"Luckily, we won in the end."

Archpriest William breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This group of undead still wanted to raid us, thinking that they could drive us away with flames, but unfortunately they were wrong! ”

"The undead underestimated the wisdom of the light, and this is what happened to them!"

"Clean up the battlefield, and then hurry to the city of the North."

Archpriest William looked up and glanced north.

This battle was a shame, and he breathed out a vicious breath, the enemy that Alex can't defeat, our Temple of Light can defeat!

The bishop laughed, "Father, I don't think there are many undead in the northern city right now, otherwise they wouldn't have sent so few undead to fight us. ”

"You're right, I'm going to take it back before it gets dark!"

Archpriest William gave the order, and after the Imperial army had cleaned up the battlefield, they walked non-stop towards the outside of the forest.

"The exit to the forest is just ahead! Hurry up! ”

The bishop's command of the legion had just fallen......

Suddenly!

Mutation, regeneration.

"Boom!"

Countless huge stones fell from the sky and smashed on the heads of the soldiers and monks.

"Ahhh

The screams rang out continuously, blood splattered, and flesh flew everywhere.

"Boom! Poof! Poof! ”

The boulder smashed into the ground and cracked, turning into tiny stones, piercing through the armor of the Imperial soldiers with unparalleled impact, expanding the range of damage.

The monks reacted quickly to protect themselves and their fellow clergy, but the soldiers suffered heavy damage, and at least thousands of soldiers were killed in a wave of boulder bombardment.

"Another ambush!"

Father William was startled and gasped: "This is a high-level magic [Meteorite Falling from the Sky]!" ”

My dignified priest has been tricked again!

Judging from the power of the boulder rolling down, it is definitely the power of dozens of high-level magicians casting spells at the same time.

William couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head, where did this group of high-level magicians come from? In other words, he is plotting against himself with a high-level magic scroll!

"Tut-tut, good afternoon, everyone!"

Wang vigorously came out with a big bone knife, and behind him was a group of undead players, rushing out and blocking the exit of the forest.

"Surprised, surprised?"

Wang Dali smiled: "I can't imagine it, there are undead to play points again!" ”

This group of undead players is no more, no less, exactly 30,000 people.

"It's the undead again!"

Father William turned his head to look at the bishop, "Didn't you say that the undead have been wiped out?" ”

"I ...... I don't know, maybe there are still undead in the northern city. ”

The bishop was covered in a cold sweat, and the undead who kept appearing in front of him were very bitter when he saw them rubbing their hands and eagerly trying to touch them.

What are you doing, can't you fight together?

How can you still disperse your forces?

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