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For the large number of undead who are raging wildly in front of them, the level 18 corpse king is no longer the **oss they can fight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The reason why info put on an appearance that he couldn't fight back after being beaten was purely to fish out this necromancer hiding in the tide of corpses as soon as possible.

These cunning necromancers use their appearance to hide in the tide of corpses, and covertly use their spiritual power to constantly mobilize a large number of undead to encircle and suppress their enemies. This would prevent the Assassins, Wanderers, and others from decapitating him.

It's also a means for necromancers to protect themselves.

After all, most of the spells mastered by necromancers are high-power battlefield spells that do not distinguish between enemies and enemies, and they have huge flaws in the protection system and the prophecy system. Therefore, in the history of the Klein plane, there has always been no shortage of talented and amazing necromancers who were assassinated by the Assassins due to a moment of negligence.

An extremely powerful necromancer can drive a huge wave of undead corpses to slaughter cities and destroy nations, but it is difficult to dodge the dagger that stabs out of the shadows. Therefore, the necromancers who can survive have already summed up hundreds of ways to protect themselves, among which hiding the corpses is the most unsolvable one.

The necromancer in front of him is only level 8, but he can drive a wave of 4,000 undead corpses alone. With such a huge team, even the corpse king will have a headache to death when he encounters it. Without him, the Cemetery Iron Zombie is indeed a good hand when it comes to defense, but when it comes to killing speed, it is difficult to be satisfactory.

So after suffering a lot of losses, the corpse king also began to learn fine.

As soon as the war started, he reined in his strength and pretended to be his grandson, and when the necromancer couldn't help but take action in person, the corpse king was relieved to explode with all his might!

Like blowing up a balloon, the body of the Corpse King, which was more than 3 meters tall, quickly expanded and grew stronger as he roared loudly as he declared. More than a dozen tin zombie guards who had been following him rushed into his body like crazy, and quickly merged into it.

With the help of his men, the Corpse King swelled into a mountain of meat nearly ten meters high in a few fingers. The lower limbs were already thick like two huge pillars of flesh, and every step was a tremor of the earth shaking. And the upper limbs have faded into two long, fleshy whips that dance wildly, and each swing can send a dozen zombies flying in the air.

With heavy steps, the huge Roshan with an extremely sense of spatial oppression rampaged through the zombie horde, trampling the unlucky eggs along the way into crackling tomatoes. The Corpse King's Scorching Green Soul Fire stared straight at the location where the necromancer was hiding, and swung it over with a vicious whiplash.

That's where the "Necrogenomics" came from.

However, although the approximate range is locked, there are still more than a dozen zombies of different shapes here, and it is still difficult to identify which one is disguised by the necromancer. It's a pity that this little trick can't stop the corpse king who has become huge.

Since you can't recognize it, you don't need to recognize it.

Let's go down with a whip!

Looking at the huge meat whip that swung down in the air, Nepoel couldn't help but change his complexion.

Ignoring the cunning of the cursing enemy, Naple crushed the bone fragments in his hand, and a series of bone spears struck the skull of the attacking meat giant. And he himself was a lazy donkey, rolling desperately to one side.

There was a shocking loud bang, and the grass where he stood sank three feet out of thin air under this huge rammer, the earth cracked, and the grass clippings flew one after another. The dozen or so zombie guards who were originally surrounding the necromancer were instantly smashed into blood sauce all over the ground, and the splatters of bone fragments and soil debris hit the surrounding area like dense scattered bullets.

Napell's face rolled to save his life temporarily, and the whip smashed against the edge of the instant bone shield on the grass. The force of the violent shock even bounced him on the spot, and then the raging hurricane and the rushing mud waves pushed him far away.

Rolling incessantly in the air, the instantaneous bone shield exploded into powder the moment the flesh whip brushed it. If it weren't for the mage shield and the evil energy shield in time, I'm afraid this mud wave alone would have beaten him into a sieve.

And the bone spear inspired by Nappur at close range shot fiercely, and the corpse king didn't even dodge, his left arm was raised to protect his face, and all the bone spears were smashed into the arms formed by countless fleshy whiskers. After the continuous muffled sound of "poof, puff", the corpse king lowered his left arm with a sinister smile. The slight wound on it kept pulling out new granulations, twisting them back together again, and in the blink of an eye, they were back to their original state.

A level 8 necromancer's instant Tier 3 spell is now difficult to even deal some damage to him.

Napel was horrified when he caught a glimpse of this.

With such a strong spell resistance and rour strength, this is ...... The meat man in front of him was a powerful undead creature above level 16. How else can this be fought?

Before the end of the round, Nepoel was already planning to slip away.

Three or four white bone products were smashed in succession.

First, a large black smoke ball comparable to octopus ink suddenly exploded, covering a radius of more than ten meters in the darkness where you couldn't see your fingers. And the smoke is tumbling and vibrating, and it is constantly spreading.

Immediately after that, three ghostly figures burst out of the smoke, and they all looked like Nepoel the necromancer. The three Neckpipers fled in three directions, their movements as swift as the wind, and at first glance, they were blessed with a lot of acceleration spells.

Mirror Image, a very useful escape spell.

And a white bone statue that the necromancer had just thrown on the ground took the opportunity to expand rapidly. Soon, a skeleton general four or five meters tall holding a huge Dark Fire Bone Sword appeared in the field. I couldn't help but say that the skeleton general rushed towards the rumbling corpse king at the first moment of his appearance, with a posture of entangling the other party to the death.

Hehehe......

The corpse king's huge chest let out a thunderous laugh.

This necromancer is a good hand at escaping for his life. This set of combos is released, if the corpse king is just a melee professional who eats on his body, seven or eight times out of ten will really let the other party escape safely.

It's a pity that he is cunning, and the corpse king is even more cunning than him!

The necromancer didn't flee, the three mirror apparitions were all fake, and there was no body of him in them. And his body was still hiding in the pitch-black smoke that was hard to see, and a wave of magic power that was vague was easy to ignore if he didn't look closely.

The teleportation spell is a fifth-order spell, and it can't be cast at all as a level 8 necromancer in Poor, but it can't stand the fact that there are such things as teleportation scrolls in the world.

Therefore, Tempel used the Deep Darkness Technique to hide his figure, then used the Mirror Technique to divert the enemy, and then used the Bone Golem to attract the enemy's attention. When this was all done, he carefully hid in the darkness and slowly recited the activation spell of the teleportation scroll.

In order to avoid the sound of the spell and the shock of the magic power from being perceived by the enemy, he has been as careful as possible, and dragged the spell guide that can be completed from 5 to 11 fingers.

But even so, he miscalculated.

The corpse king looks like a big guy and three thick on the outside, and he is full of a bag posture, but in his heart, he is a cunning man who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. With the assistance of the True Vision Gem hidden in his body, the necromancer's pretentiousness was purely a big knife in front of Guan Gong and looking for death by himself.

Napour's every move fell into the eyes of the Corpse King. Looking at the other party's cautious and cautious look, the corpse king almost couldn't help laughing.

The Corpse King sneered, stretched out his right arm forward, and the thick fleshy whip with a length of 5 meters instantly disintegrated into countless wriggling whiskers, firmly wrapping the rushing skeleton general into a knot. And his left leg lightly broke through the grass under his feet, poked a tentacle out of nearly twenty meters, broke through the ground from the necromancer's feet, and instantly wrapped around the opponent's legs.

Natural creatures have roots and whiskers entangled, while other corpse kings have their own flesh whiskers entangled, which is paradoxical, but it is the same.

After a few moments, the flowery Tempor became a captive of the Corpse King, and followed him dejectedly.

There is no way, the "rope" that binds Naple is the tentacles that the Corpse King protrudes, and any little magic fluctuation and abnormal behavior can attract the attention of the Corpse King. So as long as Naple is a little dishonest, he will attract a "fat beating" from the corpse king!

Of course, in order not to scatter the necromancer's thin body, the corpse king has always used the least force to "beat".

Now that he has become a prisoner of the other party, the necromancer Neypur can only pinch his nose and become the little brother of the corpse king, and the thousands of zombies he drove have also become the opponent's peripheral legion.

As soon as the war ended, the zombie troops of the two sides merged into one, and they rushed to the southwest without even bothering to clean up the battlefield. There were only countless residents of Joselu who were lying on their stomachs at the head of the city and didn't dare to gasp, look at each other, look at me, I look at you, no one can figure out what kind of trouble is going on today?

In the end, it was a magical message received by the City Lord's Mansion that solved their confusion.

The supreme order jointly conveyed by the great Guardian of Novis - the legendary star mage Katieni and the Grand Duke of Novis has established an offensive and defensive alliance with the Necropolis forces and has become a vassal force of the other side. From now on, all the people of Novis will be protected from the necromancer's attack.

The residents of Joselu who received this order immediately began to discuss, and various tones were also endless.

To tell the truth, it is difficult for ordinary people of Novis to make an alliance with an undead force and accept the protection of the other party. The brutality of the undead and their hostility to the living are basically the consensus of mankind. If this order had not been signed by Master Xingchen, I am afraid that the vast majority of the people would have immediately erupted in a huge protest.

But today, just after experiencing the terrifying invasion of the necromancer, the residents of the small town of Josélu experienced a cycle of life and death. At this time, when they went back and analyzed this ridiculous order, many people actually pondered it rarely.

Perhaps, just maybe...... This cemetery may not be the worst option!

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