(Thank you very much for your support, I will work hard for four shifts today, even if I have no time, I will stay up all night to write o(∩_∩)o) Under the control of hundreds of necromancers, tens of thousands of low-level undead followed behind Borgus and Mirduran to kill the Eternal Song Forest, and the huge number of undead filled the field of vision of the blood elf warriors, making them seem more and more nervous in the retreat, and the speed of retreat became faster.

Seeing the other party's flustered appearance, Borgus and Mirduran did not doubt that they would be run away by these blood elves if they didn't speed up.

"Kill those who are alive!"

"Chop them up!"

The two high-level undead ran faster with a group of low-level junior brothers, and the undead who focused their attention on the blood elves didn't notice the abnormality of the big river in front of them at all.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how calm the river is, there will be obvious traces of the current, but now, the great river in front of them has completely calmed down, and not even a single wave can be seen.

Leo, who had been paying attention to the movement of the river, smiled proudly when he saw this, and as expected, Aqui Essen, who was hiding in the water, didn't care who you were, as long as you dared to enter its territory, it would attack.

Akiassen, the master of the tides, let me see how big a wave you can make.

Borgus and Mirduran, who were at the front, were about to step into the water on one leg when the calm river changed dramatically.

The water surface of the river suddenly rose, but in the blink of an eye, a huge wave 100 meters high and 1,000 meters wide had already formed.

Seeing this, Borgus and Mirduran immediately paused, and they realized that what Massofitel said was indeed right, and that the damned group of blood elves on the other side were really cheating.

But even if they realized it, the 100-meter wave had already covered them.

Rumble!

The giant wave slammed into the ground viciously, making a loud noise, and under the bombardment of the huge wave, all the low-level undead were shattered.

The 100-meter range of the river was suddenly empty.

Selin and the Blood Elf warrior's faces immediately turned pale when they saw this scene.

With the strength of Selin's pseudo-legend, he was confident that he could resist the huge wave unscathed, but the blood elf warriors behind him were definitely heavily killed. Not everyone can survive the blows of this wave, even if they are gifted with great talents.

The waves came and went as fast as they came, but the surging waves of a breath or two vanished, leaving only a stump of bones on the shore.

As a number of high-level undead under Darkan, the strength of the bloodletter Borgus and the fallen Mirduran is naturally extraordinary, and these two guys are unscathed under the attack of the Great Wave.

"Damn the Water Elemental, you dare to attack Lord Darkan's army!"

"Going against the Scourges is a dead end!"

His younger brother was killed, and he himself was drenched in soup, and Borgus and Mirduran were furious.

At this time, the blood elf warriors led by Selin had already withdrawn from their sight, and seeing that the target had just run away, the two high-level undead immediately poured their anger on Aqui Essen, who was hindering them.

"You stupid people, give it all up, get that guy out of the water for me!"

Enraged, Borgus made a decision that made Sofitel want to kill him, and the bloodletter abandoned the mission of attacking the Eternal Song Forest and targeted Aqui Essen in the river.

This idiot, the border between the Forest of Eternal Song and the Land of Spirits is so wide, wouldn't he have crossed the river elsewhere?

"You all stay behind me obediently, and let those low-level beings go to their deaths with these two fools."

Knowing that it was impossible for him to stop Borgus and Mirduran, Sofitel gave orders to his necromancers in order to preserve his strength. Anyway, there are countless low-level undead who crawled out of the traces of death, so let these cannon fodder accompany those two guys to play, as long as the middle-level undead who came out of Dysom don't have an accident, no matter how much cannon fodder sacrifices, they will not be punished by Darkan.

In other words, cannon fodder is used to fill the pit, and their value only lies in whether the pit is filled meaningfully.

A large number of low-level undead surged up again, and the dense undead catastrophe under the control of the necromancer once again launched an attack on the river in front of him with a fearless cannon fodder spirit.

In the face of the natural disaster that invaded his territory again, Aqui Eisen did not show weakness, and another 100-meter wave blasted over.

The number of scarred bones and stumps on the shore has increased considerably.

However, this did not scare the undead natural disaster, and countless low-level cannon fodder poured in again.

Aquiessen responded with a third wave.

Then came the fourth, and then the fifth...... If it was an army composed of living people, it would have collapsed long ago under the attack of such a wave, but the other party was a fearless undead scourge, and they still had enough cannon fodder to use, and Aqui Aisen's counterattack had no other effect than to make the bones laid on the bank of the river continue to thicken. On the contrary, because of the constant attacks, the location of this high-level water element has been exposed.

"He's there!"

The black-clothed Marsofitel informed Borgus and Mirduran of his mental fluctuations, and as a Scourge mage, he was naturally more sensitive to the fluctuations of the magical element than the latter two.

"Haha, got you!"

Borgus laughed, and he pulled a chain as thick as an arm's arm from his body and whipped it in the direction that Sofitel was pointing, as if he was going to entangle Aquiessen with his favorite chain attack and drag him ashore with brute force.

Seeing this, Masofitel was stupid, and the Scourge Mage had the urge to commit suicide by hitting the Holy Light.

You stupid fool!

As Sofitel expected, Borgus's chain attack failed to catch Aquiessen except for a small splash.

"Are you stupid? This guy is a water elemental, can your broken chain tie it? The Lich King is above, how could I be a companion to such an idiot? ”

Hearing Sofitel's scolding, Borgus shook the big head, and the head mixed with corpse water and brains made a rattling sound, looking at the iron chain that had nothing to find, he thought hard for a while and nodded solemnly: "It seems to be the case." ”

Mirduran next to him laughed, and the skeleton warrior pointed at Borgus with a disdainful tone, "I'm smarter than you even if I don't have a brain." ”

Feeling insulted, Borgus glared at Mirduran indignantly and shot back: "I have more meat than you." ”

Masofitel is completely powerless, these two idiots!

Oh my God, just send down a holy light to purify me, I can't stand it!

Under the command of the necromancer, countless low-level undead surged up again, but this time there were no more waves, a six-meter-tall water elemental appeared in the great river, and behind the water elemental a looming ghost was in hot pursuit.

Seeing this water elemental, Borgus and Mirduran immediately stopped arguing, and the two undead rushed towards the water elemental quickly.

"Juryne, it's my prey!"

Borgus roared, and the chain struck out again.

The fraudster Yuryon, one of the four commanders of the cannon fodder regiment named by Darkan, a ghost with no sense of existence, but his nickname is gray, and he actually has the same name as the **oss Kilgardan of the Burning Legion, both called fraudsters.

This is a ghost with big ambitions!

Turning a deaf ear to Borgus's words, Eurion is in fact a ghost that is almost completely immune to physical attacks, and is not afraid of hatred to find fault.

A blue mana thread wrapped around the water elemental, which was the spiritual whip of Sofitel.

The attack from the soul level caused pain to the aquiessen who was forced out of the water, and Jurien took the opportunity to cast a dark spell on it, Dark Word: Pain.

Being attacked by two undead scourge forces stronger than his own, Aqui Eisen quickly couldn't support it, especially the spirit whipping of Masofitel directly damaged its origin, making the ice arrows it counterattack weak. After a group of necromancers joined in the siege, Aqui Eisen was even more embarrassed.

As a high-level water element, Aquiessen is a powerful existence if it hides in the sea, but once it is discovered and forced out of the water, its strength decreases exponentially.

Crash!

An iron chain struck out from underwater, and it was at this moment that Sofitel's spiritual whipping and Juryne's secret word: pain came into play, and Aquiessen was returned to his roots—turned into a puddle of water.

"You idiots, you have to rely on me to kill a water elemental!"

Borgus dragged his blistered and bloated body ashore with a staggering manner, and his unashamed words made Sofitel want to give him a hard blow, but thinking of this guy's brute strength, the Scourge Mage suppressed the thought again.

"Fellow Scourge minions, it looks like you're having a great time."

A voice came from the sky, and the four bone dragons had come to them at some point, and the double dragon power, especially the necromantic dragon power of the Twilight bone dragon, was terrified by the low-level undead controlled by the necromancer.

A human!

Masofitel's heart sank, four mechanical golems that could exude dragon power, one human who could control them, could it be the warlock Leo who had recently appeared in the Arathi Heights?

When did the Blood Elves hook up with humans again?

"Aha, a living man, I'm going to chop you to minced meat."

As a high-level undead creature, the suppression of Borgus by the necromantic dragon is not obvious, this undead with a stomach full of stagnant water is very arrogant to provoke Leo, and he really has the momentum of cutting wires with a kitchen knife, sparks and lightning all the way.

"Noise!"

Leo pointed out, and with a bang, the bullish Borgus exploded into minced meat, and a rancid fishy smell spread.

Although Borgus's strength is comparable to that of an epic powerhouse, it is only in terms of strength, and his hatred in terms of spiritual resistance is still only in the legendary realm, and it is not a problem for him to blow himself up with Leo's strength.

What happened?

Masofitel was shocked, that human just pointed a finger at Borgus from afar and it was over, and the bloodletter Borgus who made himself jealous died like this!

(To be continued)