"Rush! For the glory of the gods of the north! ”

"Kill! For the Northern Empire! ”

The earth-shattering shouts of killing came, and a new attack of the Northern Empire was played again.

More than 50,000 soldiers ran wildly across the land, and the color of the fighting spirit often appeared, which was white.

There are also priests who cast blessing spells in the rear, giving the soldiers strong defense and healing.

"Archers prepare."

"Stand on the horse and start trotting."

"The mages are ready to attack in a wide area."

At the head of the city of Acre, in the face of the enemy's attack, it was carried out in an orderly manner.

The arrival of Wholeheart and Mark at dusk yesterday boosted the morale of Acre City.

On the battlefield, the necromancer is everything, and the death mage is called the harvester of life.

Especially a legend, a saint-level, these two people, enough to change a large-scale war.

"Wholeheartedly, don't worry, just take a look at these low-level battles, don't make a move, otherwise you will be locked by the other party." Makla with all his heart, and with all his heart hid in a fortress.

Through the window of the fortress, look outside, like a hidden mole, waiting for a chance to strike.

"Mentor, I want to go out." Looking at Mark's obscene appearance, he wanted to go out with all his heart, kill all sides, kill the other party's demigods as soon as possible, and complete the task as soon as possible.

If the task is not completed, the whole heart is like a cat scratching, which is very uncomfortable.

It was the Skeleton Emperor's summoning spellbook.

With this book, he can summon the king of the necromancy, the Skeleton Emperor, which is of great help to him.

The dark dragon is very strong, but it is only suitable for single combat, and if it is a group fight, it is still a human form of necromancy.

Especially the Skeleton Emperor, once summoned, when he goes to the death plane, the power he can control will directly increase by a hundred times, no, a thousand times is not impossible.

However, now that the skill book has not yet been settled, a demigod of the light system must be killed, and it must also be of the light line, and the other factions will not work.

The requirements of the task must be clearly marked and must be in the open.

And time, there are still twenty-nine days, yesterday, a day has been wasted.

"What's the hurry, I don't know if the strong should play in the back? Go out early and look for death? Mark scolded angrily, unable to understand the idea of wholeheartedness.

You are strong, but in the face of the enemy's special attack, no matter how strong you are, you can only drink hatred.

If you encounter the sacrifice of the enemy and summon the power of the gods, the demigods will be hated.

So, be careful, be careful.

Their task is nothing more than to defeat each other and crush the attack of the Northern Empire, so that the Dark Holy See will no longer be looking for trouble with all his heart, and the worries in Mark's heart will naturally be eliminated.

He didn't know that he had a mission wholeheartedly, and he didn't know why the other party launched an attack in advance, but he only knew that he couldn't offend all of them, and if the Dark Holy See was offended, then on the road, there was only a desperate escape.

Light and darkness, but the two overlords on the glorious continent can influence many empires, perhaps, only the Lionheart Empire can withstand the pressure of one Holy See, but the two Holy Sees, the Lionheart Empire, can't bear it.

"I see, but Mentor, if I find a target, I'll definitely shoot, and for the rest, I'll throw out some ordinary necromancers, okay?" glanced at the worried Mark, and said lightly.

He knew that Mark was for his good, and this time, he was only supposed to come, but Mark also came, regardless of his own safety, to help him.

It is really a blessing in life to have such a mentor.

"Okay, anyway, you guys have a lot of money, make some necromancy, go ahead." Hearing Wholeheartedly's answer, Mark nodded and watched Wholeheartedly do it.

"Sandru, Edward. Destroy all enemies, both of you. ”

The first two saint-level necromancy, which are also the two strongest under Quanxin's subordinates.

Sandru, who is now a death mage in the late stage of the Holy Level, is proficient in death summoning, and is a master of group battles in the field.

Edward, the Death Knight, can be used to protect Sandru, and is now in the middle of the Holy Tier.

"Yes, great master, follow your orders."

"Master, can you give me those corpses?"

Two different voices sounded, and when they heard their words, they nodded wholeheartedly.

"Sandru, go ahead, let it go, I'll take care of the rest." Glancing at Sandru, he was completely satisfied with this death mage.

Smart, knows when to do something, is very bold, the speed of promotion is also very fast, and the qualifications are also very good.

In the eyes of a demigod lich like Marx, it is also a kind of necromancer who can be invested, Sandru's limit, at the lowest is also a legend, as for the demigod, it depends on his luck.

"Yes, thank you, master."

"Haha."

"Let's go!"

Two necromancers appeared, directly changing the battlefield.

Edward's fearless charge, the power of the holy level, directly crushed the lineup of the Northern Empire.

The army of countless deaths covered the battlefield.

The entire battlefield, the breath of death is pervasive, this breath of just death, even in the daytime, can not be dissipated, and this breath, for the necromancy, is a tonic, a tonic that is better than the best tonic of the necromantic plane.

"Kill, kill, kill." Edward's frantic penetration, the spear of death in his hand, stabbed out casually, each stab, at least one person killed.

The blood was absorbed through the gaps in the weapon, and the armor on his body began to suck blood.

In the battle, Edward's strength steadily improved.

"Shhh

Under Edward's crotch, the Death Horse also began to roar, teeth and hooves attacked wildly, it could also absorb the blood of living beings, and then become stronger, stronger, and more powerful.

Edward drew the attention of his enemies and routed them, and in the rear, Sandru commanded the army of death to crush those who had been routed.

With the cooperation of the two necromancers, the enemy's 50,000 army was completely wiped out, and even, on Sandru's side, stood up with 50,000 necromancers.

"Haha, haha, what a soul every second, this kind of soul, but it makes me happy and makes me stronger." Sandru roared excitedly, the bone staff in his hand, raised towards the sky, he was too excited.

Fighting in the Brilliant Continent is even better than fighting in the Gnome Plane.

For each human killed, the soul power he gains is four times stronger than that of those gnomes, and the transformation of the human body into a necromancy is much easier.

This is his paradise.

"Hahaha, kill, kill, what about the enemy? As for the enemy, come over to me, attack, attack. Edward was also very excited.

The blood donation of human beings made him excited, and the death of human beings made him stronger.

The death qi of 50,000 people, coupled with the death qi that had not dissipated yesterday, actually allowed him to break through to the middle stage of the saint level and directly reach the late stage.

The size directly became larger, and the death war horse under the crotch also became stronger.

The battlefield, if it is the world of death, is the paradise of the dead.

"Bright and fearless, great light."