Looking at Rak hanging in the air, the players felt incomparably desperate, that was the deepest fear in their hearts, the repeated bloody battles just now had made this group of brave men physically and mentally exhausted, and the tense nerves could no longer withstand any pressure, but now, looking at the magic that Rak was about to take shape, the brave men only had a helpless wry smile on their faces, they had tried their best, they had fought unyieldingly, but the strength, the difference between the strength of the two sides was too big, the undead mentor, what a terrible existence it was.

The breath of death kept surging towards the undead mentor Rak, the skeleton staff has been shrouded in a layer of pale gray light, everyone knows that once the magic is completed, what awaits them is death, maybe because of the needs of the task, some people will continue the next journey, but everything is no longer important, people who have lost the heart of war will not be able to achieve the final victory at all, for the real brave, failure is failure, and any gift is not necessary.

Quiet, there was a rare dead silence on the entire battlefield, the undead monsters were afraid of the power of the undead mentor and did not dare to make a move, while the players were quietly waiting for the coming of defeat. But they didn't have the slightest fear before death, nor did they have the slightest half-way frustration, all they had in their hearts was a raging fire of unwillingness, and the pride of the brave made them remember this shame forever. And shame can only be washed away with blood.

"Hehe, go die, become a soulless undead outside my city of the dead. Soul Purgatory. "The magic of the undead mentor Rak is finally complete, and the brave who are under the pressure of the powerful aura of death cannot move, even the usual easy actions of stretching out and twisting their bodies have become very difficult, and it seems that everything is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.

At this time, there was an abnormal distortion in the space, and it was precisely because of this sudden distortion that the "Soul Purgatory" that Rak had already prepared to go ended without a problem, and the backlash of magic almost injured Rak, this sudden change surprised everyone present.

The distortion of the space is getting bigger and bigger, and gradually the entire space is torn out of a spatial crack, and inside the crack is endless darkness, like a giant mouth of a monster, devouring all the light.

Boom, boom again, but unlike the rumble just now, the rumbling sound coming from the spatial crack is much more neat, although it doesn't seem to be much to ride, but it is definitely the elite of the elite.

The "crackling" sound continued, and countless lightning bolts rained down on the group of undead without warning, although the power was not very great, but the momentum was absolutely shocking.

Immediately after the rain of electricity, a group of knights rushed out of the endless dark spatial rift like ghosts from hell, and plunged like sharp arrows into the hordes of undead that surrounded the players.

The autumn wind swept away the leaves, how could the unprepared group of undead investigate the impact of such an elite division, and within a few rounds, the group of undead surrounding the players collapsed.

"It's the lone star, it's the lone star coming." The Blood Axe's loud voice shouted excitedly. In the midst of despair, there was finally hope, especially brought by his own brother, and the excitement could not be expressed in words.

"Battlefield God Slayer!" The players in the China region cheered first, whether they were enemies in the region or not, but now his "Battlefield God of Slaughter" Lone Xinghan is the pride of himself and others, and the pride of the entire China region.

"Warriors, the opportunity is at hand, for the sake of our dignity, for our honor, for the countless fallen brethren, kill." Berserk gave the order for a final attack.

For a while, the sound of killing was everywhere, revenge, revenge for the humiliation just received, revenge for the comrades who died just now, kill, this is the only thought in the heart of every player. ("Legend of the Lone Star" was first published in, hoping to support the wooden axe)

The roaring players rushed into the horde of the undead, and the battle finally entered the final white-hot stage.

The Demon God's wings unfurled, and I flew lightly into the air, easily retracting the one-horned Pegasus King Blast, and the group of knights who followed me quickly formed a new attack formation, and the elite division was most fully manifested at this moment.

Some people may wonder if my sudden appearance is actually all accidental. After obtaining the Fountain of Life, I learned about the teleportation array from Bato's mouth, and immediately sent someone to look for it. Although the Oasis of Life is not big, it is not small, and it took me a lot of time to find it with limited manpower, but because the other side of the teleportation array has been seriously damaged, the quality and speed of the teleportation have been greatly reduced, and it is precisely because of this that I was late to save everyone.

Looking at the undead mentor not far from me, I said lightly, "Rak, I've kept you waiting." ”

There was not the slightest displeasure at my presence that disrupted his plans, but the face of the undead mentor Rak was very happy. "Lone Star Han, you really deserve to be the one who knocked down the fallen angels, your appearance is very satisfying to me, and it is not in vain that I have waited for you for so long, haha, I am so excited, this feeling has not been felt for a long time, Lone Star Han, I hope your strength is worthy of your prestige. I'll do my best, and the miracle won't happen again. ("Legend of the Lone Star" was first published in Hope to support the Wooden Axe)

In this way, the player and the two outstanding characters in the NPC are suspended in the air, quietly looking at each other, not reacting to the melee at their feet, the eyes of both sides have only left each other's figures, and only the breath of the other party is felt, and the whole world seems to have only two people.

Without warning, a sudden wave of magic appeared around me, and a green flame appeared out of thin air, enveloping me entirely, and the speed was almost done in the blink of an eye.

And almost at the same time as the Flame devoured me, my figure suddenly appeared beside Lac, and the simplest and most direct stab hit Lack, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

The sword struck the entity, but the other party did not react as expected, still smiling and staring at me, and it seemed to have no consciousness at all. "Not good!" An ominous feeling surged in my heart, almost an instinctive reaction, I slammed down, and a sound of breaking the air almost brushed over my head, Rao was my calmness, and my heart was beating wildly.

The distance between the two sides was again, and it seemed that everything was back to normal, but I knew that I had a slight advantage in the first round of attacks, and if I hadn't reacted quickly enough, I would have returned to work at this point.

"Well, that's good, you're really strong, but if that's all you can do, haha, then I can tell you with certainty that your death is only a matter of time. I, Lord Lac, am a very gentleman, and I am very merciful to my enemies, and I will let him give full play to his abilities, and even if he dies, he will die without regrets, haha. The undead mentor Rak laughed maniacally, what a funny toy on the other side, he was so lucky, the days were too boring, sometimes such a spice was necessary.

I don't have any anger at Rak's contempt, it does have crazy capital, I can't imagine that a mage has such a strong melee ability, the undead mentor, what a mysterious profession.

With a deep exhalation, my heart calmed down again, hum, since you want me to take the initiative to attack, I will definitely not be polite.

Towards Lack, I rushed straight over, that look, that momentum, to be honest, it was really a bit like that.

Smiling coldly, Rak was very disdainful of my actions, although there was nothing wrong with the other party's actions, for mages, melee combat is their nightmare, but the question is that the mage's side is so easy to approach? And he is also the supreme of the necromancer-undead master, such a trick is too inferior. (First release, I hope to support the original author Wooden Axe)

With a slight finger of the staff in his right hand, Rak was ready to give the other party a mental shock, a little warning, if the other party relied on this to defeat the fallen angel, then the next thing would be meaningless.

But unexpectedly, the mental impact that had never missed actually failed, and the lone star cold who had been hit by the spiritual shock did not seem to be affected in the slightest, and still rushed directly towards him, and the speed seemed to be faster.

Just as Rak was surprised, Lone Star Han suddenly turned into a ball of light, like a small sun, rushing towards him.

"Ahh Rak let out a miserable howl, the strong light is seven inches for every necromancer, even the undead mentor who is the supreme necromancer is no exception, for my sudden "strong light technique", Lark was greatly traumatized, taking advantage of this golden opportunity, I launched a furious attack on Rak, and I almost hugged him and gnawed a few bites.

But the level 90 undead mentor is so easy to be knocked down, a gray light flashed, and my attack will no longer have a big effect, damn, the mage's vitality shield, an existence higher than the magic shield, I know, it's time to accept it when it is good, and the undead mentor in the rage is not so easy to talk to.

"Big brother, you go into the city quickly. The Undead Mentor is about to make a splash. "Summoning the wind again, I took the lead and led the NPC warriors of the Sand Clan to the City of Hope.

By my shout, the crazy crowd seemed to calm down, just now just in order to vent the resentment in their hearts, they actually forgot the most important thing, and immediately adjusted their direction and rushed towards the final goal, the City of Hope.

Without the command of the undead mentor Rak, the undead group surveyed the impact of the players, and soon, the last line of defense at the city gate was also broken through by the players, and at this moment, there was nothing left to stop the crazy crowd.

At this moment, Rak's furious roar suddenly came from mid-air, "Lone Star Han, I want you to pay for everything you have done, and I want to completely destroy you, the most completely destroyed!! Yes!!! ”

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What does a spaceship that travels through space bring? How will a slave write his own life, whether to succumb to fate and become a stone at the bottom of the pyramid of the human class, or to say no to fate and create a sky of his own with his own efforts and unknown power.

A lost magical civilization, a novel technology from another dimension, is gradually understood by the world through the growth process of a slave.

The gods are no longer in authority, power is no longer in the hands of the nobility, slaves are no longer inferior creatures that everyone bullies.

After "The Legend of the Lone Star", the wooden axe is another elaborate work, the legend of the other continent "Slave".