The battle in the center of the cemetery has reached its climax. Due to the lack of recovery and resurrection skills, undead players are inherently at a disadvantage when fighting, but this disadvantage in many cases, but it will instead stimulate the ferocity of these undead players, and players who originally chose the undead are more resistant to pressure than those who choose humans or elves (those who don't have that ability, it is estimated that they can't mix with the undead), and once they face a desperate situation, the undead players often burst out with the most powerful power.

In fact, although on the whole, the number of players in the orderly camp is far more than that of the chaotic camp, but a large part of them cannot be counted into the actual combat effectiveness, and in terms of the proportion of combat players alone, the chaotic camp is generally higher than the orderly camp, and as the "hardest hit area" in the chaotic camp, the undead players occupy the absolute first place in this regard. In the previous life, someone once roughly counted that the smallest proportion of combat players is the elves, only less than 30%, and the highest is the undead, with a proportion of nearly 90% has become a model for all the people to be soldiers, if it is not for the total number of players to suffer too much, I am afraid it will not be the turn of the elves to stand out in the previous life.

Although the battle of nearly 100 people seems to be chaotic, it still follows the basic rules, the melee profession with high defense is closest to Moradim, behind them is the assassin class that is ready to sneak attack, and the outermost is the archer class and the mage class in a circle, although these players belong to different guilds, but at this moment they are very tacitly aimed at Moradium in the center of the warband, and strive to kill this undead knight as quickly as possible.

Standing furthest are the summoning necromancers, a subclass unique to the undead, who are more adept at summoning a variety of undead creatures to fight than ordinary necromancers, and turning these things into undead creatures such as skeletons or zombies to fight instead of the undead summoners by injecting death power into nearby corpses and bones.

Other races also have similar branch skills, but they have not gone all the way to the end of the summoning road like the undead, compared to other races who summon two or three summoned creatures from the sky, high-level undead summoners are often able to summon a small combat team in a very short period of time (provided that the materials used to summon are sufficient, if there is no corpse, the undead summoner cannot summon), therefore, in the previous life, this kind of undead summoner was often raised by those big guilds, as long as three or four such players, can pull up a small army, and on many occasions, it can play a great role.

And now, four undead summoners belonging to different guilds are standing on the periphery far from the warband, controlling their summoned creatures to assist those players in besieging Moradim, although these summoned skeletons and zombies can't even withstand Moradim's casual blows, but as cannon fodder, it is indeed somewhat useful.

In the face of these annoying little reptiles around him, even Moradim has begun to gradually become impatient, originally just using the long sword in his hand to simply sweep or slash to deal with the player, and slowly used some large-scale skills, splitting the ground, splitting the slash, the big whirlwind, etc., it seems that this undead knight can't be said to be a knight at all, but more like a warrior.

"Huh?" Just when Yanyu Hongchen watched Moradim become mighty, slashing two unlucky people to death on the spot with a jump, and then turning around and a big windmill swept out a few soldiers who tried to surround him to restrict his activities, standing beside him, the mysterious player wearing a black cloak spoke, and before Yanyu Hongchen could ask, the mysterious man squatted down, imprinted his palms heavily on the ground, and recited a vague incantation.

At the same time, Yang Xiaolong, who was watching the play next to Quan Xianglong, completed the battle preparations in an instant, kicked her legs, as if a small explosion had occurred on the ground, and rushed her whole person out, flying straight towards Moradim. If anyone had good eyesight, they could see a thin shield around her body, which was the shield of light that Archpriest Marina had given her in a very short time.

Followed by Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei, unlike before in the valley, black and white flames began to appear in the eyes of these two girls, Xiao Bai's left eye was bubbling with white flames, Xiao Hei was just the opposite, the two girls rushed out at a speed that was not inferior to Yang Xiaolong, and the target was Moradim.

At the same time, Moradium, who had completed the big windmill, straightened his body, and his slightly shriveled chest after the undead swelled up rapidly, and in the next second, a shockwave visible to the naked eye mixed with sound waves spread rapidly around Moradium as the center, shaking out the elite players around him, and a few unlucky, because of the lack of blood, were even directly shocked to death by the shockwave on the spot.

As if it had been rehearsed, when Moradim's soul-shaking roar ended, Yang Xiaolong, who relied on the light shield on his body to block the shock wave, also flew right above Moradim's head, clenched his fists and smashed fiercely towards Moradim's head who had just released his skills, and his legs kicked towards the air on Moradim's side.

A little cold light suddenly appeared on Moradim's side, just in time to meet Yang Xiaolong's kicked feet, and after a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, an axe gun was kicked out, and Yang Xiaolong also successfully changed his position in the air because of the shock, dodging a stab from Moradim from the bottom up.

On the other side, Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei, who came close to the ground, were blocked by the black thorns that suddenly appeared under Moradim's feet, and the black thorns that broke through the ground seemed to have life, and dozens of rattans were volleyed towards the two girls like whips, forcing them to stop their movements and cut off these thorns that stood in the way with the weapons in their hands.

In the midst of this dizzying series of encounters, a bright red scythe suddenly appeared from behind Yang Xiaolong, seizing the opportunity of Moradim to open the middle door in order to attack Yang Xiaolong, the sharp tip of the scythe cut a perfect semicircle, cutting through Moradim's chest, not only breaking a shallow crack in the breastplate of this undead knight, but also causing Moradim's body to lose balance and have to take a few steps back.

However, these few short steps brought a fatal danger to Moradim, and from the night behind him, a giant scythe appeared again, unlike Ruby's crescent rose, this giant scythe was not only slashed on both sides inside and out, but also had a smooth and sharp blade with little reflection of light, which made Moradim completely unaware of the attack.

The slashing scythe sliced through the armor of Moradim's body, sparking a spark, and the tip of the knife that seemed to glow with blood red in the scarlet moonlight was like a divine weapon, piercing the armor behind Moradim without hindrance.

Moradim, who was about to be hit hard by these sudden attacks, really showed his strength as a heroic boss at this moment of crisis.

The right foot that stepped back stepped heavily on the ground at the last moment, and the flying stones and shockwaves that rose into the sky not only shook back the little white and black who came to the ground, but also beat the thorn strips that tried to bind themselves into a sieve. The black energy gushing out of his body instantly formed a circular protective shield around Moradium, and the giant scythe that came from the sneak attack only pierced the armor, and was pushed away by this protective shield, and could no longer penetrate even a millimeter.

As for the pair of fists aimed at the top of his head, Moradim didn't even raise his hand to block it, he just raised his head high, and a burst of intense silver-gray light erupted in his eyes, making Yang Xiaolong, who was almost about to succeed, feel as if he had hit a concrete wall, and was slammed down in the air.

However, Moradim was not injured at all, although he relied on a mental impact to shock Yang Xiaolong away, but it did not block all the damage, and the two red gems flying out of the fist gloves on Yang Xiaolong's hand hit Moradim's head smoothly, and the violent explosion that followed obviously meant that this undead knight was not incapable of harm.

It all happened in the light of lightning, and when the elite players who were blown away landed and were ready to attack again, they realized that this was no longer a battle they could participate in.

"Fist gloves? Paradise of ashes? I didn't expect it to be Yang Xiaolong, the leader of the second elite group of the Angel Covenant! In this way, that scythe is the crescent rose known as the Scarlet Moon! The mysterious player standing next to Smoke and Rain stood up and said, "It seems that you want to complete this mission, but it is not so easy!" ”

"Double the pay!" Yanyu Hongchen looked at the four girls not far away, and said through gritted teeth.

"Quadruple!"

"No problem!" Even if he knew that this guy next to him was taking the opportunity to blackmail, Yanyu Hongchen didn't want to worry about it anymore, because he knew that from now on, it was no longer the group of elite players under him who could decide whether their Yanyu Jiangnan Guild could complete the task, but the mysterious guy around him.

"Crazy Thorns! Damn, it's that madman from Galia! Xiao Bai, who was finally out of the attack range of the thorns, grabbed his short sword with his hand without hesitation and wiped it fiercely, the cut wound on the palm of his hand flowed bright red blood, and as the white flame in Xiao Bai's left eye beat more and more violently, white flames suddenly appeared on the blood-stained short sword, "Sister Yang, Xiao Hei and I are in charge of this side, you be careful!" ”

After speaking, together with Xiao Hei, who also attached the weapon to the black flame next to him, the two girls didn't look at Moradim, and rushed towards the smoke and rain Hongchen with a sharp turn, and a little white light submerged into their bodies, instantly healing the wound that was cut by themselves before, which was the healing skill of Noble Marina.

"Trouble!" The corners of Galia's mouth hidden under the hood beside Yanyu Hongchen twitched, and he pushed Yanyu Hongchen away, "The black and white Shuangjiao under the hands of Angel Raphael, don't think that I will pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!" ”

As he spoke, the cloak on Galia's body seemed to be torn from the inside out by something, and the good cloak instantly turned into a torn outfit, and from the place where the cloak was torn, countless thorns grew wildly, pumping all over the sky towards the black and white Shuangjiao who rushed over.

Only then did those elite players in Yanyu Jiangnan see the appearance of this mysterious Garia, with legs that curved like sheep, fingers as sharp as wolves, and a pair of bat wings behind him that were extremely eye-catching.

Demon! And a demon player with a mutant demon bloodline!

On this side, two Demon Flame Hunters and a Demon Planter Gardener fought in the dark, while on the other side, Yang Xiaolong, who was armed with the Ash Heaven Fist, faced off against the Red Flame thug Bollive, who was holding an axe and gun [Broken Spine].

Compared to Garia, who has a mutant demon bloodline, Bollywell is a standard demon player, with a tall body, a thick and powerful recurved leg of mutton, a pair of slightly twisted demon horns on his head, and a set of dark red iron heavy armor covered with spikes at the joints. Each attack of the axe spear will bring out a roar of breaking wind, showing the great strength of this demon player.

If Bolliwell represents strength, then Yang Xiaolong, with his beautiful blonde hair, is synonymous with agility. The leader of the Second Elite Order of the Angel's Covenant wore only a half breastplate, and the leggings were replaced by a leather one-sided side skirt, and the only other thing was the sheepskin boots on his feet, which had the same golden color as the gloves. Although she looked weak and had little protection, her agile movements allowed Yang Xiaolong to easily dodge most of her opponent's attacks, and even if she couldn't, she couldn't break through the defense formed by the pair of gloves in her hand.

"Hmph, do you want to come to the Blighted City to develop in your Angel's Covenant?" Bolliwell taunted Yang Xiaolong with a strange yin and yang as he attacked, "When did you hypocrites become in the same boat with these bone frames? It makes me feel sick! ”

"It's not your turn to teach us a lesson! The lackeys of the Snake of Eaten! Yang Xiaolong unleashed a combo, parrying Moradim's long sword and shooting two small flame projectiles from his fist gloves, taking Moradim and Polyvier respectively.

The firebomb fired at Bollywell was blocked by him with his armguard: "Stooge? Hehe, what's your boss who only licks NPCs' butts? Ah, I see, I was fostered by your pope, right? It's so good to be a woman, just lie down and pout your ass! ”

Perhaps because he felt that he was being despised by others, seeing that these little reptiles besieging him still had their minds fighting, Moradim, who had long been holding his breath, roared, holding his sword in both hands, and a black mist appeared around him again, and he turned around and prepared to enjoy a big whirlwind for these little reptiles.

However, before the big whirlwind of Moradium turned, the four people who were originally catching and fighting, but only occasionally attacked Moradim once, coincidentally changed the target, Polywell's axe and spear accurately slashed at Moradim's waist, dragging a belt, pulling out a blood groove, and the two giant scythes took Moradim's legs one left and one right, the huge blade not only blocked the movement space of Moradim's legs, but also made him unable to exert his strength, and Yang Xiaolong's fist gloves shook Moladim's long sword with one blow, and then the two fists clenched each other, A cannon hammer slammed into Moradium's chest, causing the sturdy cuirass to make a screeching sound, and the naked eye visibly dented a piece.

If it weren't for the fact that the players present knew that these four people were by no means a group, judging from their cooperation alone, I am afraid that they would be good friends who have been playing together for many years, and no one would object.

But it is precisely because of this that these so-called elite players know how different they are from those top players at the top of the player base.