"This is a spell power scroll, which can be used four times, and after use, your spell power will be enhanced, and it will last for three minutes, which is very rare and will help you!" After speaking, Wang Zhifeng took out a scroll and handed it to everyone.

There's no choice.,At this point, there's no way to fight hard.,At this stage,There are very few casters who can have mass destruction skills among professionals.,Physical professions are even more impossible.,Their early individual combat and survivability are relatively strong.,But if you want to have a wide range of attack skills,At least you have to become an advanced professional.。

Lin Ziming took the lead in picking up the scroll, and the spiritual power was linked to the imprint on the scroll, and a layer of blue light emerged from the scroll and covered Lin Ziming's body, and then slowly immersed into his body.

After doing this, Lin Ziming turned around and left, and walked quickly to the east where he was responsible, the duration of three minutes was not long, and the east was also the place where he had been fighting, there were many monsters of the flesh and blood type, after all, whether it was a magic guide stone or a poisonous mist, it was easier to deal with flesh and blood necromancers than skeletons and blood demons.

After Lin Ziming left, the other two also blessed their own spells, and then rushed to the area they were in charge of to prepare to cast spells, which would be a blow that they would do with all their might.

"Everyone comes behind me, don't be touched by the poisonous mist, if you touch it, cut off that piece of meat immediately, otherwise the consequences will be very serious!" The fierce battle continued, the remaining professionals and soldiers withstood the attack of the undead, and with hope in their hearts, they burst out far beyond their usual combat effectiveness, but the gap in strength and number could not be filled by morale, and at the moment he left, several more professionals died tragically on the spot.

Without further ado, Lin Ziming took a bottle of primary mental power recovery potion, and restored his mental power to more than eighty percent, although he has been very economical in the consumption of mental power since the beginning of the battle, and he also has equipment for mental power recovery, but after a long time of fierce fighting, he still unconsciously consumed half of his spiritual energy.

Lin Ziming raised the Lanmu Staff high in his right hand, but his heart was extremely calm, the next [Corrosive Poisonous Mist] would be the strongest blow he had ever struck, completely ignoring the consumption of his own spiritual power, coupled with the increase in the power of [Dark Blessing], [Lanmu Staff] and [Spell Powerful Scroll], as well as his own understanding and perception of the Poison Mist skill in the past two months, at this time, a trace of understanding surged in his heart, it seems that this time the [Corrosive Poison Mist] skill will not be the same as before.

The words "contagion!" were whispered. The sound was not very loud, but it spread a long distance in this chaotic battlefield, and the professionals and necromancers of the surrounding hundred meters all paused at this sound, and a feeling of palpitations emerged from their hearts.

And Lin Ziming, who recited the spell, was in a strange state, usually unable to understand and had no clue, just relying on instinct to consume spirit to release poisonous mist, but he didn't know why, and he couldn't know why.

But now it is like taking a step forward, and with the perception that appears in my heart, I have slightly realized the mystery.

The "contagion" that is usually pronounced by the spell is mediocre, and it can be released without even reciting it, and there is not much difference in power between the two.

But the spell just now was completely different from before, although the spell itself had not changed, but when he said it, Lin Ziming was obedient to the perception in his heart, integrated his own spirit into the spell, and then recited the spell in a special fluctuating frequency through special staccato, pause, trill, and tone.

The spiritual power in his mind also followed this special fluctuation frequency, and a strange green mark in the spiritual sea began to be violently consumed.

After that, a thick green poisonous mist was summoned by him from an unknown existence, and began to expand rapidly, Lin Ziming realized that the poisonous mist was really summoned, and it was not like most elemental magic to manipulate the elements by consuming mental power through skills, but to summon elements through the consumption of mental power through skills, which are two concepts.

Moreover, the special spiritual frequency also has a special effect on the [Rotten Spread] skill, and as a spellcaster, he can detect that the newly summoned poisonous mist not only consumes less mental power, but also makes it more convenient to manipulate.

As the spiritual power of the special frequency fluctuations continued to be consumed, the speed at which the poisonous mist expanded was very fast, and without counting the consumption, it would soon fill the entire eastern battlefield, and most of the ordinary undead fell into the poisonous mist at once.

With the constitution of ordinary undead, there is no way to last in the poisonous mist for more than ten seconds, especially some flesh and blood undead, if there is no relevant resistance, the damage caused by the corrosion of the poisonous mist will undoubtedly be soaked in holy water for them.

After a while, most of the undead turned into a puddle of green pus in the poisonous mist, but the necromancers are not creatures, they have no pain, and they are not afraid, one by one the undead monsters rushed out of the poisonous mist, and the green poisonous mist wrapped around their bodies is still corroding their bodies, and their thighs or arms will be corroded from their bodies after taking two steps, and the already extremely terrifying appearance becomes even more terrifying, but they don't care, and still rush towards the professionals.

It's a pity that the strength is weak, and it can only rely on the number to pose a threat to the professionals, and now there are only two or three residual cats left, which are even more opponents of the professionals.

But these necromancers are not all ordinary undead, there are more than fifty primary necromancers in it, whether they can be solved is the key to the success of the plan, the lethality of the poisonous mist to the ordinary undead is undoubted, but unfortunately the effect is not so obvious in the face of the primary undead, the average primary creature can last in the poisonous fog for about twenty seconds, if the primary necromancer with good defense ability, it is no problem to hold on to thirty or forty seconds in the poisonous mist, not to mention that the movement speed and intelligence of the primary necromancer are very good, They don't fool into the poisonous mist.

But the damage of the poisonous fog to them should not be underestimated, the continuous corrosion damage will always aggravate their injuries, and they will be cursed by the poisonous fog for more than ten seconds, with the professionals around him, Lin Ziming believes that the odds of victory are not low.

Lin Ziming manipulated the poisonous mist to condense into several huge poisonous dragons, and launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle with the remaining junior undead, the junior necromancers first had to avoid the poisonous mist to attack the professionals, and the professionals fought with the junior undead with the assistance of the poisonous mist.