The First Guild of Glextug moved quickly, and within a quarter of an hour, the Grey Dwarf Guild leader led a legion down the mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ground.

Several Pioneer Scouts galloped back and bowed to the Grey Dwarf.

"President, those guys are ahead. We didn't dare get too close. ”

"Lead the way—"

The gray dwarf waved his hand to lead the legion to follow, and as the distance shortened, a drow priestess who was following the gray dwarf snorted and frowned, "There is the breath of the undead, it is very strong. ”

"Undead?"

"Are you sure?" The gray dwarf stopped in amazement.

"Pretty sure!" The priestess Drow's face grew serious, "Be careful, according to my intuition, the undead are strong, not like wild. ”

"There are a lot of us, just crush it!" The gray dwarf's drow's lieutenant said disapprovingly.

"Then crush!"

The Grey Dwarves are also confident in the elite legions they have brought, and it is thanks to these centaurs that the 'Burning Company Camp' has gained a foothold in Glextug City and sat on the first throne, being respected and feared by the natives.

How can a mere group of undead resist their iron hooves?

The distance was close, and in the dim light environment, there were about dozens of tall undead standing in a strict defensive formation, as if waiting for them.

"Warriors, charge with me—" The grey dwarf warrior let out a loud battle cry, echoing the large crowd of warriors around him.

The front-row fighters rushed forward with their shields raised, but surprisingly, the Undead Legion did not use any ranged weapons to suppress and consume them. The distance of dozens of meters had already been closed in less than ten seconds, and the gray dwarf warrior and his men had no time to think before they collided violently with the Fear Warrior.

The exclamation rang out:

"Damn, what kind of undead is this, it's so hard!"

"Watch out for their aura skills! These undead have an 'aura of despair'! ”

"Lord! Suzerain! ”

There was an unlucky warrior who crashed into the Fear Warrior Lord, and the three-meter-tall lord undead looked down at the dwarven warrior under him, and smashed it with a big stick.

The dwarven warrior hurriedly raised his shield and entered a defensive stance, but he had no intention of facing the blood-red eyes of the Fearful Warrior Lord, and his whole body trembled, and his defensive stance was suddenly completely disintegrated by a 'paralyzing' negative state.

Syllable.

A stick smashed down, hitting the head, and the dwarf warrior was killed in an instant before he could even hum.

The grey dwarf 'Burning Cloud' also got entangled with a fearful warrior.

Taking advantage of the gap between the undead with a shield slam, he looked around the battlefield, and contrary to the optimistic expectations before the battle, the two hundred and fifty elite players, instead of pushing all the way through like cutting wheat, fell into the quagmire of war, and struggled with the undead.

Under normal circumstances, a full team of ordinary players can only fight a level 30 elite monster.

The personnel of the 'Burning Company Battalion' are very elite, and their level and equipment are high, but three or four people surrounding a stone giant and a warrior still seem to be struggling, and if it weren't for the sufficient logistics potions and priest's milk, there would have been massive casualties soon after the war began.

The most terrifying thing is the stone giant fear of the warrior lord, it is simply a tank on the battlefield, at least more than twenty players surround him, but most of the personnel dare not look at the eyes of the lord undead, and the 'desperate aura' is still affecting melee players, and what is even more strange is that the health of this lord monster has not decreased in the slightest in the chaotic battle, but has a temporary increase of three or four hundred points.

"My constitution has been sucked up!"

"Don't go near it!"

"It can absorb constitution and increase its health limit!"

The soldier who was recruited turned pale and shouted, warning his companions around him.

"Stand out, long-range spell bombardment—"

The gray dwarf 'Burning Cloud' joined forces to defeat a Golem Fearful Warrior, strode with his shield raised, and stood on the edge of the 'Despair Aura' aura, beckoning the casters of the legion.

More than ten meters away, the casters who received the order waved their staffs neatly and chanted incantations.

But at this time, the Fearful Warrior Lord suddenly changed its silence, let out an angry roar, and rushed into the crowd, and the rich black negative energy aura spread in all directions with its body as the center, and the range was extremely wide.

This is through the [Undead Awakening Technique], the awakened seven-ring spell - [Wave of Depletion]!

The underground players who were fighting hard against the Chestnut Samurai Legion suffered, many people screamed, their bodies were shrouded in a negative aura, they suddenly lost their strength, and they couldn't even hold their shields and swords steadily, and some of the unlucky main tanks were smashed down by the Chestnut Warriors with a stick, and they fell to the ground and died tragically without drinking the potion.

The casualties of the scale effect appeared, and in the 'Burning Company Battalion' legion, a number of dead people with blackened avatars appeared in multiple teams and team panels.

"Use a single spell!"

The Grey Dwarf 'Burning Cloud' ordered the caster and beckoned the melee warriors to back off and regroup their formation, but the Fearful Warrior Lord was highly intelligent and did not give the underground players a chance to escape, leading the undead legions to constantly penetrate the player's camp, fighting and destroying.

The casters entered the battle, and the tide of battle began to turn, and one after another the feared warriors were hit by the surging fire arrows and strong acid arrows, and their health fell rapidly, and they fell to the ground after standing for a long time.

It took about half an hour for the fierce battle to come to an end.

"Chasing—"

The Grey Dwarves led a group of warriors in pursuit of the Fearful Warrior Lord, and the casters also tried to use various control spells, throwing cobwebs, and some even tried to seize control of the Fearful Warrior Lord, but in the end, they could only watch the Fearful Warrior Lord gallop away into the glimmering environment.

"Grass!"

A Drow warrior thrust his cutlass into the ground and gave up the pursuit, slumping to the ground wheezing for breath.

"Don't rush to rest just yet." The gray dwarf retracted his gloomy gaze, kicked the drow warrior, and led the team back to the battlefield without looking back, "Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, count the dead, and treat the wounded to the priest." ”

The elite regiment of the 'Burning Company Battalion' came with 250 people, and when they left, the number dropped directly to less than 200.

You know, this is a dark region, except for the main city, resurrection points are very rare, and the guild expeditionary legion has trekked all the way from Glextug City, and it is also a few days away from the nearest resurrection village to Cairnheim.

Therefore, this disastrous victory made it difficult for everyone in the 'Fire Company Camp' to accept.

After returning to the camp, the gray dwarves hurriedly called a meeting of the higher-ups, and the players looked at the detailed battle reports and looked at each other.

Bloody battlefields.

Charles and Leon walked the ground covered in blood and severed limbs.

"A fun fight, isn't it?" Charles stopped in the middle of the battlefield, scanning the corpses of the destroyed Fearful Samurai around them, a strange smile on his lips.

Zall Leon was purely a bystander and did not speak.

"Resurrect it!"

Looking at the priest whose body was radiating the aura of necromancy, Zorleon's face twitched, and he couldn't help but mourn in silence for the group of 'Burning Company Camp'. (To be continued.) )