"It's really TMD spectacular!"

I don't know who sighed, Wu Yi deeply agreed, stepping on the wave of the dead rushing with a thunderous sound is enough to be called spectacular.

Emmenech retreated with a wail as she was stung by the light, and in the distance, a torrent of torn armor and rusted swords had rushed a hundred yards to the front of the shrine.

The sword was raised high, and the ancient dead took the same pose, the flickering cold light tearing the shadows around them to pieces.

"Defense!"

One winter shouted, and the young figure stood at the front of the line, and another warrior followed closely, with his shield erected in front of him, assuming a posture to meet him.

"And me!" It's a holy horseback.

"Yes, melee!"

……

There was no one to command, and at this moment, the warriors and paladins took the initiative to step forward and use their bodies to build a thin wall of flesh and blood.

Wu Yi clenched the Eternal Blade, a dull feeling of depression pressed on his heart like a boulder, this time, he really couldn't think of any other way to get rid of the doom of annihilating the group.

Glancing at the Ghost Wing Forest Connection Voucher in the package, I don't know if this thing can be used in the dungeon, his fingers flicked slightly, but thinking of his teammates around him, Wu Yi sighed, and whispered to himself in his heart: "Forget it!" I'll play with you for a while! ”

"Glory is my life!"

Like a voice from eternity, a desolate and hoarse voice sounded in the army of the dead. Hundreds of long swords suddenly pointed at Amenech, and the ancient dead rushed forward like a tidal wave.

"Howl-"

With an earth-shattering roar, Emenech was instantly overwhelmed by the army of the dead.

"Bang! Bang bang! ”

The first few ancient dead flew upside down and fell to the ground more than ten yards away, their broken bodies almost shattered, and they never got back up. The ancient dead in the back rushed up again, followed by the footsteps of the front, and then, the next wave......

After a brief moment of consternation, a shout erupted in the ranks, these ancient dead were guarding Andrea's shrine!

"Ranged Class Attack!"

The roar of magic sounded, and with the black light of the arrows, Emenech's health began to slowly decrease—159867/180,000.

The ancient dead were entangled with Emenech, ignoring Emenech's attacks, and even if they were torn to pieces, there would still be the next wave of the dead to stop Amenech's footsteps.

Black blood pooled into rivers and spread where the light could not reach, and the remains of the dead were scattered everywhere. In just a few minutes, nearly a hundred ancient dead became minced meat on the ground.

Emenech roared in anger, and his size was much larger than before. At this moment, Emenech no longer resembles a human form, with a hideous face, a pair of curved sharp horns sticking out of his forehead, and the muscles on his body are far from being described by burly.

Emenech had long since lost his mind, and he hated a living creature, a living creature. With his hands slapping and sweeping wildly, Emenech wanted to destroy something in front of him.

An ancient dead man was punched through by Emenech, and black blood immediately stained Emenech's arm. The sword of the ancient dead slashed weakly at Emenech's body, but it did not bring the slightest damage.

"Bang!"

The ancient dead fell to the ground limply, his hands still trying to grasp forward, and in the next moment, he was trampled under the feet of Emenech, and his body was shattered.

It was a completely one-sided killing, the ancient dead did not gain additional strength, their armor was broken, their long swords were rusted, and even their bodies were in a long sleep, becoming a little sluggish.

Without hesitation, the ancient dead allowed Emenech to tear apart their bodies and extinguish the last bit of fire in their souls. After that, the remaining deceased continued to guard Andrea's shrine.

Under the blows of the ancient dead and the ranged classes in the team, the boss's HP finally dropped to half, but the fire of hatred in Emenech's eyes burned even more fiercely.

Suddenly, Emenech folded his arms and rushed out like lightning, plunging straight into the group of ancient dead, and the dead who collided head-on were like flying straws, his body bursting apart and scattered everywhere.

Stopping, a crescent-like blade of light shot out in front of Emenech, piercing through the entire wave of the dead, and the ancient dead who were swept by the blade of light were all broken in two in an instant.

With just one blow, the remnants of the ancient dead were reduced by thirty percent.

Black blood spread to the area shrouded in holy light, and with the sound of Ziz, a faint light smoke evaporated.

The roar of magic stopped, and after such a long time of output, the mages had already squandered their mana; The melee fighters couldn't intervene, and could only look stupidly at the melee ahead.

"Without these ancient dead, this boss would not have been able to fight at all." One winter lamented.

Mingyue Rushuang sat on the ground, slowly recovering her mana, secretly glanced at Wu Yi, and saw his nervous look, Mingyue Rushuang retracted her gaze again, and said softly in the team chat: "If Eternal Night didn't grab those two daggers, even if there were these ancient dead, we would still not be able to fight." ”

"Yes, without the eternal night, we wouldn't even be able to survive the feverish bones." The thief echoed with a negative charge.

Almost everyone except the copycat Gandalf nodded.

At this time, there were only more than a hundred of the ancient dead left, and they surrounded Emenech in a circle, and launched a suicidal attack without stopping.

"Our lives have passed, but our souls have never been corroded, our generations have guarded the bloodline of the Holy King, and we oath not to be blasphemed, glory is my life!"

Desolate voices emanated from the crowd of the ancient dead, making it difficult to tell whether it was coming from the mouth of a deceased or the resonance of the souls of those deceased.

Charge! Rusted iron swords fell on Emenech one after another, causing a series of dense damage.

Emenech clasped his hands and attacked wildly. One ancient dead after another, their bodies twisted and flew upside down, and the remaining soul fire was extinguished before they could hit the ground.

After another mute of fire among the mages in the team, Emenech's HP finally dropped to 20%, and beyond the Holy Light, the ancient dead were almost completely wiped out, flesh and blood were all over the ground, and black blood soaked the entire area.

These loyal souls who have sworn to protect the bloodline of the Holy King for generations will never back down! Finally, a dozen ancient dead rushed forward, and were mercilessly knocked away by Emenech, and flew out of the distance with the broken armor.

On top of the wreckage all over the ground, a bloody ancient dead man got up, moved his steps with difficulty, and he had lost his balance after breaking his left arm, and almost spilled a large canopy of blood from the wound that almost cut him at the waist.

Greatsword, charge! The desolate sound echoed through the crypt and never dissipated for a long time.

"Glory is my life!"