Just as the Dominator Zombie was carrying out their savage and primitive attack, the Intermediate Guard Dryad simply restored its long arm to a twig form, and then summoned more than a dozen egg-thin vines from inside the torso, wrapping around the Dominant Zombie's body and binding it tightly.

The vines summoned by the mid-level dryads were far superior to those low-level dryads in terms of quantity and quality, and at this moment, they were tightly bound, and no matter how much the dominant zombies struggled, they could not break free from the vines, on the contrary, those vines became tighter and tighter, and even sank deep into the skin.

In this way, dragged by the vines, the dominant zombie was forcibly hung in the air, and at this moment, one after another thistle thorns grew on the thick trunk of the tree spirit, densely spreading outward, like a torture instrument densely covered with steel nails and wolf teeth in a prison.

The vine flicked, and the dominant zombie slammed into the trunk of the guard treant with the swing of the vine. Under the action of huge inertia, the dense tribulus thorns homeopathically pierced the tough skin that dominated the zombie and stabbed the whole into the zombie's body.

As the vines slowly dragged the zombie away from the trunk, Gaudus saw countless pillars of dark red and black blood slanting down, watering the barren surface and accumulating into a shallow pool of dark pools and several criss-crossing streams. On the surface of the zombie's body, there were already nearly 100 deep penetrating wounds, several of which were almost completely pierced, like a sieve made of flesh and blood.

And what suffered this tragic torture were more than a dozen of these dominating zombies.

Looking at the zombies in front of him who were tortured to the flesh and blood, the guard dryad let out a manic silent cry, and the blurred human face growing on the trunk also showed extremely distorted joy and excitement. It waved the vine again, and then threw the zombie at himself!

The thistle stinged through the zombie's skin again, ravaging and destroying the opponent's body, and the blood slowly flowed out and poured on the dryad's body, staining it with a terrifying and filthy crimson.

The Guardian Treant felt the touch of blood spilling out, and while it wasn't the first time, it was still excited enough to make it swing its canopy, make it twist, make it chirp, and make it go crazy.

But the excitement ends here. Gao Duosi has finished casting the spell, and the time for the corpse explosion to detonate has arrived.

The body that dominates the zombie is like blowing up a balloon, rapidly expanding, and even stretching the vines apart, and the rotten skin is stretched to the maximum, even close to translucent. Through the skin, you can see that various organs, blood vessels, nerves and other tissues are also rapidly deformed, and a large number of cracks are bursting into the bones.

When the distortion had reached a certain point, the result that Gaudus wanted to see finally appeared.

Bang.

Explode!

The body of the dominant zombie quickly disintegrated at an alarming rate, and then completely disintegrated and collapsed, the sound of bombardment rumbled, the smell of blood spread in an instant, and the violent shock wave set off a storm of flesh and bones, not only shattering the vines into the most primitive fiber state, but even shaking off most of the branches and leaves on the canopy of the tree spirit!

The broken leaves were blown into the air, then fluttered in the wind, and the branches were broken. More than a dozen dominant zombies exploded in an instant, equivalent to more than a dozen bombs exploding at the same time, and the ferocious qi waves hedged against each other, directly tearing open the skin of the tree spirit, and even further destroying the internal tissues of the tree heart, forming a large number of pit-like, cobweb-like and ravine-like wounds, each wound submerged into the deepest depth, and the green slurry was like a solution after the rupture of the cup wall, rushing out!

Although the lethality of the soul is relatively weak, but the impact on the soul caused by detonating more than 10 necromantic acolytes at the same time is no less than a 3-ring soul attack magic. This near-simultaneous soul and body damage was enough to destroy the will to survive of any intermediate Tier 1 Demonic Beast... Of course, it must be a ten-explosion stack.

The guard dryad let out a heart-rending wail, and although it was inaudible due to the out-of-sync frequency, the hair could be seen flying wildly as the sound swept through the hair.

Although the scene that happened in this moment was shocking, it was instantly obscured by the dust that rose into the sky. By the time the dust settled, the two intermediate Level 1 Guardian Tree Spirits had already fallen to the ground, and they could no longer see the tall appearance before they were born, and even if they could occasionally glimpse the twitching of the developed root system, it was only a limited physiological reaction before death.

Looking at the skyrocketing combat experience, Gao Duosi immediately assigned it to the light cavalry, and directly promoted it by 2 levels, reaching lv9.

Although the corpse explosion is powerful, the magic power consumed is also terrifying. Gaudus watched as his mana vortex wilted from fullness to fullness, and was now a spinning wave. But fortunately, the mid-level dryads have been eliminated, and the battle between the necromantic cavalry and the low-level dryads has gradually become clear, and they have basically won the battle.

Seeing that the situation was not bad, Gao Duosi smiled bitterly. Field and the others said, "Next, I'll leave it to you." ”

When she heard this, Spider Ji suddenly laughed, and her charming smile was bright, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time; As for the peacock, he bowed slightly and replied with a "obey"; Thunder. Field had long since broken away from the body of Gaudus and flew into the air; Don Quixote was expressionless, but the nightmare under his command had already shown a mouthful of fangs as dense as that of a beast, his eyes were bloody, and the horse's hooves were extremely thick and scraping the ground and dusty.

And at this moment, there was an earth-shattering cry from the main trunk of the withered dryad, it was the real beast roar, the beast roar from the forest mammoth, it seemed to have finished feeding the withered dryad, and was about to launch a charge!

The rumbling sound of footsteps was like a roaring war drum, from far to near, in just a dozen seconds, and just like that, the forest mammoth appeared with the dust and sand that soared into the sky. The crown of vines wrapped around its head was also congested, exuding a blood-red color, as if it was injecting some substance into the mammoth's brain, making it extremely violent.

Looking at the mad-haired mammoth in front of him, Ray. Field's expression was a little solemn. No matter what kind of creature it is, in the berserk state, its strength and speed will be greatly improved, but its intelligence and reaction will also decrease to varying degrees. The mammoth in front of him looked extremely fierce, but he had completely lost his mind and just rushed over!

In just a dozen seconds, Don Quixote's pupils reflected the mammoth's body, from far to near, from blurry to clear. He drew the Earl's greatsword, and it sent a metallic glow of blood in the air. He even had time to pop out his middle finger and struck the sword, causing a loud sword roar.

He said lightly: "Leave it to me." ”

And the nightmare under his crotch had already spread out its four hooves, like a dark red phantom, and instantly accelerated to the fastest, and then rushed out!

There is no doubt that Don Quixote and Nightmare, although they are already tall, are still less than half the height of the forest mammoth, and the difference in size between the two sides is obvious, that is, the confrontation between humans and giant beasts. But for some reason, Gaudus looked at the moment when the phantom formed by Don Quixote and the nightmare was about to collide with the mammoth, and he had an inexplicable confidence.

If it were him, maybe he could do it?

The thought lasted only a moment before it was answered. Don Quixote gently turned the horse's head, and the phantom of man and horse immediately turned in one direction, bypassed the mammoth, and passed by. And at the moment when he was about to pass by, the Earl's greatsword in Don Quixote's hand turned into a faintly blood-red sword light flashed, and swept past the mammoth's leg!

Poof!

Bloodshot Splash!