Chapter Twenty-Five: Fierce Battle! under

Frost-faced Gunwine mercenaries, oh no, ex-Gunwine mercenaries stepped out of the shadows behind the Lich Apprentice and held Miles at bay.

"Sabwina", who had pierced the mercenary who rushed forward first, pushed away his partner who had already begun to lose his eyes with one hand, and slowly pulled out the sword, allowing the mercenary whose chest was penetrated to lose his support, lying on the ground and watching the blood and life flow out of his body, and the others who had been stunned and did not move for a while were suddenly angered by this scene

"Will! Get out of the way, you monster! ”

A sturdy man with slightly red hair roared angrily and rushed forward, Yas recognized that it was Uncle Zimana, who had the best relationship with Will, the mercenary who had just been killed by Sabwena, and before he could say careful, Zimana's long sword had already fallen, and the blow driven by anger exerted a power beyond the limit of Zimana, and the sharp blade slashed deep into Sabwena's shoulder, tearing his muscles after breaking through the armor, and dark red viscous blood splattered.

But Zimana didn't care about this, but picked up Will, looked at her friend's pale face and eyes that had lost their light, and her lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound—

The sword that pierced Will's body also pierced his body, and Yas didn't know if it was his own delusion, Sabwina seemed to stab Zimana deeper than Will, and the entire blade of the longsword was gone, leaving only the hilt in the hands of the undead mercenary

But listening to what the head of the regiment and Uncle Roger said, this kind of low-level undead should not have their own consciousness, but they think too much, Yas thought as he looked at Sabuweina, who stepped on the head of Zimana and slowly drew his sword

The Lich Apprentice chuckled, and with a slight lift of the bone staff in his hand, the white air flow slowly condensed and surged across the field, wrapping layer by layer around the bodies of the newly dead Qimana and several other mercenaries

"OTR Fvuzr"

Like a shroud, the air flow that wrapped the corpse in layers seemed to hear some order, and rushed into the inside of the corpse, and then the corpse shook violently and began to move, although the terrifying sword wound in the chest did not heal, but the blood that had been flowing slowly gradually slowed until it stopped, and the corpse also stood up with stiff movements little by little.

The other mercenaries who were originally furious, as if they were about to draw their swords and rush forward in the next moment, suddenly stopped after seeing this scene, like a burning firefly being poured cold water.

But they immediately started to stir up again, and the mercenaries rationally analyzed that they might not be the opponents of these undead fire and wine mercenaries, and barely restrained themselves, forcibly resisted the urge to fight with this shameless lich, just looked at Miles coldly with hatred and anger, and then used far more convenient and powerful weapons than their swords to start a fierce struggle with the lich to show their indomitable will

"Damn! You wretched! ”

"The thing that came out of the rotten maggot!"

"Die! Disgusting bone rack! ”

But Miles' intentions were clearly very different from what they had in mind.

The Lich Apprentice gently lifted the Bone Staff, and the undead mercenaries froze, and then, as if they had received some orders, they stopped their movements, stared at their former colleagues with empty eyes, and took a step forward in unison—

The faces of the people closest to Miles had even flashed with bright knife lights, and they were blushing after being gagged by the actions of the undead mercenaries, like roast chickens at the autumn festival

"A bunch of eggs who just eat and don't work!"

Several undead mercenaries approaching the crowd were knocked away by a black shadow that suddenly jumped out, it was Dona who arrived in time, he raised his hand to pick up the heavy shield and swept away a few approaching undead mercenaries, while shouting and scolding at his own group members, but the strong shield defender couldn't help but take advantage of this opportunity to secretly take two breaths, the repeated battles had actually exhausted his physical strength, and he felt dizzy and dizzy just now when he knocked over several mercenaries in a row.

"Don't be afraid! Calm down, these things are easy to deal with! ”

After Demps put down an undead mercenary with two swords, he also shouted, although it stands to reason that he should be weaker than Dona and the others, but the others of Huojiu saw the back of the regiment commander standing at the front, and their hearts settled down unconsciously.

"They're just more powerful, and they don't feel pain, but their speed has slowed down accordingly, just seize the opportunity to block the attack, and then take advantage of the gap, like this!"

Demps let out a low cry and slashed down an undead mercenary who tried to get closer, and at the same time took the initiative to meet another undead mercenary in order to let others see his movements, slowing down as much as possible.

The undead mercenary did not show mercy to the commander who once admired him in front of him, although his expression was sluggish, but his sword was still fierce.

I saw Demps raise his left elbow, take a step closer and cling to the undead mercenary's body, stuck the raised long sword, and then quickly took out the sword, the sharp blade of the night sparrow passed through the jaw of the undead mercenary, breaking the occipital bone, and the soul flame burning in the depths of the pupils of the long-dead mercenary was suddenly extinguished after its brain was stirred into a mess by Demps.

The mercenaries of the fire wine are also considered to be good in this industry, just because they were in a panic for the first time because of the rumored means of facing the undead, and after Dona and Demps stood up to stabilize the situation, they quickly calmed down, and two or two people could face an undead mercenary and quickly deal with it.

There were fewer and fewer undead mercenaries in front of Miles, but the black-robed lich apprentice didn't look panicked or annoyed, but continued to laugh in his hoarse voice

"It's really merciless, I think your blood is colder than our undead......"

Miles is talking about a joke about the undead, from a long fairy tale popular in the southern region, because of the witty tone, vivid description, so basically everyone in the Southern Union is familiar with it, and even the remote Ferema, Kutalla and other areas have many loyal fans, is about a group of witty and clever children against evil and stupid necromancers and lichs.

In one of them, the protagonist Maca uses a trap made of a dung fork and a straw pile to stick it in the vampire's ass, and then the blood shed by the hapless guy freezes the toes of the other protagonist, Luxia, thus leading to the story of visiting the old wizard later.

Of course, no matter how vivid it is, this is just a fairy tale, and there are more apocryphal components, but because the description of the dead in this book also has a lot of dry goods, many people, especially some well, are diligent in seeking pleasure and noble children believe it and make a lot of jokes.

The cold jokes told by the Lich Apprentice were naturally not appreciated by the audience, and the only sound in the corridor was the heavy breathing of the members of the Fire Wine Regiment and the sound of swords tearing flesh and blood.

Temples narrowed his eyes, this lich had put a lot of pressure on him, I am afraid that his strength was not inferior to him in his heyday, and it would not be a problem to take him down in the state of the strength of the Fire Wine Mercenary Regiment.

Although the caster has a great advantage in facing other classes before reaching the legend, even opponents of the same level can fight one-to-many with a good reputation, but Demps is still extremely confident in his mercenary group, but that is when the state is complete, with the current team to face a powerful copper wizard, hehe, Demps's mouth is full of bitterness.

However, no matter how slim the odds are, they can't wait, and Demps quietly tenses his muscles, and when facing the caster, the big thing to avoid is to take risks and give them plenty of time to cast the spell!

The night sparrow let out a soft roar, like a flickering thunder, as Demps's figure left several traces in the air, the lich apprentice did not panic, several undead mercenaries resisted a few swords, leaving their opponents alone, and rushed over in a few steps to loyally protect the awakened one, but the cold sword light flashed, and several undead mercenaries who stopped in front of Miles were cut in two like paper paste, revealing the fragile black-robed lich.

The longsword castrated unabated, slashing at the lich with a splash of blood, and the lich had been hanging his head slightly, revealing the faintly burning soul fire in his eyes, he knew that if he activated the protective spell on his body to carry this blow, then he would have to face the combined attack of the heavy shield and the greatsword that followed.

So, the lich, who still had a lot of stiff muscles on his face, tried to tug at the corners of his mouth, revealing an expression that could hardly be called a smile, and his response was-

“vakt！ (Whisper of the Dead)"

Just before Demps's sword was about to touch Miles, two shadows suddenly swished out in front of the lich, although Demps was slightly shocked in his heart, but he still slashed down without hesitation, he didn't plan that this sword could successfully fall on the lich when he took out the sword, it was just to force out the lich's defense, and then Dona and Dick joined forces to end him!

"Ahhhh

"What is this! I don't care about you! ”

"Everyone, be careful!"

What's going on?! Demps didn't stop because of the screams of the group, no matter what happened, the only way to deal with the lich in front of him was to deal with it, and he was shocked that the sword was not coming from the hard and fragile body of the undead, but another kind of hardness rather than toughness.

The two vines that came out of nowhere were entangled with the night sparrow, and the more tightly they were entangled, Demps frowned, and with a shake of his long sword, the night sparrow lit up with a faint light again, cutting off two vines, but then four or five vines were entangled, this time Demps saw clearly, these fat and stout, and even a hint of luster red vines suddenly grew out of the ground, and then wrapped around his sword as if he had a conscious mind.

No, it's not on the ground, it's from the blood flowing on the ground, Demps sighed secretly, retracted his sword and returned to defense, sweeping away the vines approaching him, he thought that the Lich Apprentice would inspire a defensive mage like mage armor, even if it was an offensive spell, Demps had a certain degree of certainty and relied on his reaction to dodge faster, but he didn't expect Miles to release such a strange spell.

After all, although this mercenary has a certain understanding of the spellcaster, he still belongs to the level of a layman after all, and his wrong judgment makes him lose a valuable opportunity.

“vaktrss art！ (Whisper of the Dead)"

And the Lich Apprentice's spell did not end there, the blood-red vines did not stop because Demps and the others gave up attacking, but spread wantonly, wandering among the dirty blood on the ground, and seemed to grow faintly a little, constantly attacking the remnants of the Fire Wine Regiment.

"Damn!"

Yas struggled with a sword to cut off the vines that climbed up his ankles and continued to climb upwards, but he couldn't help but gasp, and there was a sharp pain in the place where the vines on his legs crawled, he didn't dare to look down, he knew in his heart that he was pierced into the flesh by the spikes on the vines, he could feel the dense blood holes, gritted his teeth and waved the long sword in his hand, but he stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground.

The ground was full of severed blood-colored vines, mixed with dirty blood and still writhing slowly, the dizzy Yas held up on the ground several times, but could not stand up again, the worst happened, Yas thought in a daze, this vine is really poisonous, he tried his best to open his eyes, and in his blurred vision he could only see his companions who kept falling, and the blood-colored vines that kept dancing.

Seeing that Demps and the others were also forced together by more and more vines, Yas gave birth to a little more strength, no, no, I have to get up to help the head of the group, but as soon as he lifted his upper body, he fell down again, but he vaguely heard what seemed to be an unfamiliar voice

"It doesn't seem like we're here by chance?"

Demps and the others, who were barely supporting, no longer had the extra energy to care whether this voice from nowhere was friend or foe, what they wanted, no, and even whether this faint voice could reach their ears who were tired of dealing with the endless blood-colored vines was a question.

Only the laid-back Lich Apprentice has time to let out an "Oh? He turned his head away, and then quietly looked at the figure who walked out of the corridor behind him, and the appearance of the group gradually became clear, a girl and eight or nine men.

"Yo, let's meet again so soon, man!"

Wairutan greeted the Lich Apprentice in his usual flirtatious tone, while his sister Nila snorted angrily, and it was naturally Miles' "old friend", the Macchifer Butler.

"Gui'an, Mr. Myers"

The butler stood up from the line, unhurriedly straightened out his black tuxedo, which was not too dirty, and saluted Miles, as if he had not seen the blood-colored vines dancing in front of him and the corpses all over the ground, and said with a smile on his face

"You seem to be in good spirits?"

The Lich Apprentice quietly watched as the Caster and the others behind Maqifa slowly dispersed, forming a semicircle around him, although the blood-colored vines that kept spreading stopped waving, giving the exhausted Demps and the others a chance to breathe, but they did not show the shocked and angry feelings that the butler expected.

After all, it's just an undead, Ma Qifa thought so, these monsters who abandoned the dignity of life to live in the world are afraid that they have long given up on such a thing as feelings.

"Although you are grateful for your help with Anderdade, considering the relationship between our two countries, it is not a clear choice for both of us and you to maintain this kind of contact for a long time."

Speaking of this, the polite butler paused slightly, and a sigh appeared on his face before continuing

"Of course, adults are also very sorry about this matter."

The look of hope on the eyes of the remnants of the Fire Wine Regiment, who had thought that they were going to be rescued, gradually froze, no matter what they thought, it didn't sound like a secret that they could hear like a little mercenary, and at this moment, Demps, who had been gloomy since seeing Maqifa, met the butler's eyes

"And that includes you, Captain Temple."

The butler said with the same smile that had been given to him when he was given the task