Tens of thousands of troops here have moved and made such a big move, and the guardians of the Temple of the Goddess of Magic over there naturally discovered it early. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, the air in front of Xiao Yu suddenly twisted, and in mid-air, the figure of a white-bearded old mage appeared.

Xiao Yu is also knowledgeable and knows that it is just an illusion.

"This is the territory of the goddess of magic, Mishra, and we will not allow the desecration of the unfilthy spirits of the undead to retreat quickly, otherwise the great magic of our lord will turn them all to ashes!"

As soon as the old man appeared, it was a drag.

Xiao Yuxin said Isn't it just bragging, who wouldn't, laughed and said, "Hahahaha, what a joke, your magic is not worth mentioning in my eyes, no one can live forever, only death is eternal, give your soul, hand over your body, and accept your fate." ”

He couldn't reveal the identity of the blasphemer yet, so he simply played the sign of Naraku, the god of death.

The old mage blew his beard and glared when he heard this, "Foolish undead, your arrogance is destined to lead to your destruction!" ”

After saying that, the image blurred for a while and disappeared.

After talking nonsense, it depends on the strength of your hands.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

"Give it all to me, for the will of death."

In front of the temple of the goddess of magic, the army of the undead rushed like a tidal wave, and this small temple looked like a reef in the middle of the tide, as if it could be submerged and destroyed at any moment.

On the tower of the temple, an old white-bearded mage put away his previous illusion magic and turned around, and behind him stood a full of high-ranking mages.

"Hmph, the lowly undead of a district, do you think you can challenge the majesty of the goddess of magic by relying on the number of people? Just let them understand that their numerical superiority is meaningless in the face of the power of magic! Get ready for battle! ”

At the sound of the order, the mages walked to the platform that extended from the tower, which was reserved for the mages to cast their spells.

"I'm going to play the first wave of output, and then take turns attacking from the first to the third group, giving priority to attacking areas with dense undead, and second, taking out those stitching monsters, and the rest of the clutter will be dealt with by the Arcane Guardians, and begin!"

The old mage said, and threw it out with a big move.

Level 9 Magic - Meteor Storm!

As a level 10 mage, an level 8 archmage, and a level 18 powerhouse, although he is not a voter, his spell-casting ability is also terrifying.

The sky suddenly darkened, and then the flaming meteor rained down.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

In the sound of successive explosions, countless meteors fell from the sky, each of which could blast a dozen or even dozens of undead into pieces.

Not only the attack of the meteor storm, but on the tower of the temple, dozens of high-level mages lined up, and all kinds of AOE magic smashed over as if they didn't want money.

Lightning, flames, and all sorts of devastating magic almost covered the army of the undead.

Under this kind of saturated firepower attack, the undead under Xiao Yu are simply cannon fodder-like existences, and they are completely killed in seconds.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand cannon fodder undead were sent in.

"Damn, don't you want to be so awesome!" Xiao Yu stood in a cold sweat and watched from a distance, this was completely a saturation fire attack.

But the casualties didn't offset his resolve.

Keep going!

Thousands of undead armies scattered and attacked. Maybe it was because too many spell slots had been consumed before, or maybe because the formation was much more dispersed this time, and the second wave of attacks was not as violent as before, but 80% of the undead were still bombarded before they could rush to the front of them, and the rest rushed to the gate of the temple, but were stopped by those arcane guardians.

The combat effectiveness of the undead was already weak, and in addition to the scattered bombardment, the remaining dozens of them went up to send them, and they were completely slaughtered by one-sided.

"Go on!" Xiao Yu didn't blink an eyelid, and once again sent an army of five thousand undead.

Seeing that the third wave of attacks was about to be wiped out, at this time, a piece of information suddenly appeared in Xiao Yu's private chat message.

"Boss, don't fight, they don't consume much at all." But it was an undercover agent sent by Xiao Yu in the magic temple before.

"It's impossible, they used so many spell slots just now, why did they have to consume most of them, right?"

"These believers of the goddess of magic, whether they are mages or priests, have a natural skill of magic advance, and they can advance spell slots from the goddess of magic, you must know that the goddess of magic is in charge of the magic network, and theoretically the spell slot is open in supply, and the goddess of magic also sent a notice to his believers, asking them to come back to protect the temple, and it is estimated that a large number of mage players will come back to support soon."

Xiao Yuxin said that I rely on it, self-produced and self-sold, this is still a hair, it is estimated that it is not enough to put all the troops into it.

It seems that we can only retreat for the time being.

"Retreat, retreat!"

The third wave of the five thousand undead Xiao Yu didn't plan to recycle it, so he became cannon fodder behind the palace.

However, although he was about to retreat, the mages of the goddess of magic on the opposite side did not let them go so easily.

Hundreds of mid- and low-level mages suddenly walked out of the temple, and they all used levitation, levitation, and other magic to bombard the undead army on the ground in the air.

These mages are all players, and they used to see that most of the undead were hiding in the temple and throwing spells, but when they saw that the undead retreated, they naturally followed up to reap the benefits.

Xiao Yu organized long-range skeleton shooters and skeleton mages to take cover, and at the same time led the army to fight and leave, fortunately, although some of the troops would be killed, most of them could still escape.

"Boss, look at the six o'clock direction over there!" Da Shui suddenly shouted, Xiao Yu subconsciously looked over there, but saw a flying magic carpet, a female mage wearing a blue robe was summoning a blizzard, freezing the white zombie skeletons that fell behind.

The key is not the other party's magic, but the other party's appearance, the calm undead's amazing eyesight, even if he is so far away, he can still see the other party's face clearly.

Esmerhalda?

That's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?

The army eventually managed to retreat back to the Bone Field, and after a little inspection, it lost 15,000 troops, not counting the player's casualties.

This one is a big loss.

But fortunately, although the operation failed, Xiao Yu saw another hope for success.

Let Da Shui force the army to be organized, Xiao Yu quit the game and directly sent a message to Esmerhalda.

"Isn't it?"

After a while, the other party replied to the message.

"I'm playing a game, what's wrong?"

"I'd like to talk to you after we meet, how about it, do you have time?"

"Hehe, others can do without, how can old friends not have time."

Esmerhalda is very familiar with Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yuxin said that this is good, "Okay, let's make an appointment with a place and have a meal together and talk slowly." (To be continued.) )