Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Dawn of Victory

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Listening to the roar of the Grove, Roland couldn't help but have a hint of foreboding in his heart, and even the fireball technique in his hand couldn't help but stop.

But when he looked around, he didn't find anything unusual, maybe it was just an illusion......

The evil dragon Grove has lost a lot in strength since he was weakened.

From a boss in his seventies to a boss in his seventies, even the ogre Bopo Pope can single-handedly resist its dragon breath with the blessing of the Holy Shield.

Grove now had to rely on the dragon's powerful magic resistance, otherwise it would have been bombarded to death by a group of crazy magicians.

The mages were thrilled to be about to slay an adult dragon, which was unimaginable for them.

They couldn't name the dragon, but it was still an honor that they would be proud of for the rest of their lives.

"What's wrong......

Roland glanced around suspiciously, and he always felt a little wrong in his heart.

Even if Grove is weakened by Yan Zhan, it is still a level 70 big boss, how can it just use some means, and in the face of a certain defeat, why does it not show signs of escaping.

Just when Roland was wondering, what he feared happened.

Not long after Grove's roar sounded, the ground not far away came loose, as if something was trying to get out of it.

With a pop, huge figures emerged from the dirt.

After a while, the area was occupied by those identical figures, densely packed, like a black ocean, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Look, what's that......?"

The warriors guarding Roland's side also noticed this anomaly, and in an instant, their faces became extremely strange, as if they had seen something terrible.

Roland's face was instantly gloomy, as he saw a creature that was very familiar, and that was the terrifying monster he had encountered in the Forest of Shadows.

Those monsters had once made Roland desperate, but luckily he summoned the Lich Bsoton in time to resolve the situation.

But why did the mutant monsters appear in this place in the Forest of Shadows, and why did they appear in droves, and what was the connection between the two?

"Hahahaha, my soldiers will tear you to pieces, no, I'm going to make you all my soldiers, I'm going to enslave you!"

Seeing this, Grove, who was floating in the air, finally let out an arrogant laugh, as if he had broken free from the weakening effect.

As soon as the words fell, those demonic mutant monsters seemed to have received some kind of instruction and rushed towards Roland neatly.

In an instant, as those monsters advanced, there was immediately an inexplicable pressure in everyone's hearts, as if death was coming to them step by step.

"Damn, Bobop, change your aim, stop those guys, and Mr. Mage, your magic needs to take care of the new guests......"

Roland couldn't help frowning, scolded secretly, and said to the people behind him.

Originally, the weakened boss of Grove needed to be brushed for a long time, but now with the addition of more than a hundred elite monsters, it can only be said that the difficulty has directly increased by one level.

Now the only way for them to do so is to find a way to withstand the onslaught of those elite monsters, and then try their best to deal with Grove.

You must know that Grove's weakened state is limited by a time, and if time passes, the scene will ...... Roland couldn't have imagined.

"Leave them all to me! I like the undead creatures the most, and I'm also interested in their method of talking to the undead, and it's amazing that they can increase such a huge amount of power. ”

Suddenly, the Lich Bsoton, who had been silent, stepped forward at this time.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Busthorton, and the same doubt surged in their hearts.

Who the hell is this guy? He said this with such confidence.

You know, not even any of them would dare to say anything about facing those terrible monsters alone.

"Come back, my servant of the underworld!"

Busthorton chuckled and immediately raised the staff of deadwood in his hand to cast his best at necromantic magic.

An eerie spell sounded in the lich's mouth, like a low groan from hell, and it made people feel creepy.

With a click, a skeleton in bright armor emerged from the dirt, and when counted, there were thousands of skeletons.

Roland found that the skeletons in front of him were very different from the last skeleton.

Now the skeletons summoned by Busthorton give people a strong aura, like a powerful army, and the armor has become much better, definitely not as bad as the armor of those dwarves.

"Bring their corpses to Lord Bustolton!"

Suddenly, a taller skeleton that looked like a general raised the blade in its hand and roared, quite with an invincible momentum that the blade of the sword pointed at.

"Yes!"

Its cries were immediately answered, and thousands of skeletons responded neatly to his words, deafening shouts constantly echoing through the subterranean space.

In an instant, under the command of the general's skeletons, all the skeletons waved the patient in their hands and launched a powerful charge towards those demonic creatures.

When they collided with those demonic monsters, those skeletons of bones were not shattered by demonic monsters in an instant, or quickly collapsed, as everyone expected.

Instead, the skeletons used their agility to constantly avoid the monsters' attacks, fighting back deadly like a battlefield veteran.

Although some skeletons will be caught and crushed after attacking those monsters, this is nothing short of a drop in the bucket for the massive skeleton general.

Obviously, these skeleton armies can't defeat the terrifying demonic monsters, but the skeletons have done their job and successfully entangled the demonic monsters' attack.

"Oh my God, what a terrible undead creature, what a great undead magic...... Who the hell is this guy? ”

At this time, the mages who watched the whole process all showed expressions of amazement.

Their eyes kept wandering over Roland and Busthorton, their minds guessing their true identities.

After all, this kind of necromancy is really terrifying! An army of undead who can instantly summon an army that is not inferior to the right army has to be an eighth-order necromancer.

"Hurry up and get rid of the big bug above, the goddess of victory is already waiting for us not far away, increasing the magic output."

Roland hurriedly shouted at everyone.

Now that he has seen the dawn of victory, as long as he increases his attacks, they will soon be able to reap the lives of this hidden boss.

So in order to increase the intensity of his attack, Roland used [Fever Magic] and [Shadow Clone] in succession.

The three identical Rolands were like a humanoid self-propelled cannon, constantly blasting towards the Grove in the air.

"Damn, I recognize that guy, damn Busthornton, how could he hang out with a bunch of humans, damn it."

At this time, the evil dragon Grove couldn't help but change his face, and a trace of retreat appeared in his heart.

If nothing else, because he recognized Busthorton who was performing undead magic below.

It and the Lich Busthorton know each other, after all, they are also bitter enemies who don't like each other.

But Grove had no idea that the abominable lich would be here and help the humans.

In this situation, Grove can only retreat first, and wait for it to lift the seal in its body, and then seek revenge on those humans again.

Suddenly, the evil dragon Grove didn't say a word, glared fiercely at Roland below, as if to remember this hateful human, and then waved his wings and flew towards the depths of the underground world.

"Damn, it's running away!"

Seeing this, Roland couldn't help but feel anxious.

He couldn't let Grove escape, and if he did, all their previous efforts would be in vain.

But Grove was flying in the sky, and with their speed, they couldn't catch up with that guy at all.

And it's so fast that there's no way to stop it.

"Pastor Roland, I want to ...... I can catch up with that dragon, let Christie help you. ”

Just as he was feeling anxious, the voice of the centaur girl Christie came from beside him.

Turning his head, he saw the centaur girl come to him and whisper.

Roland understood what she meant, and it was nothing more than using her speed to chase the fleeing Grove.

Although he and Christie were the only ones chasing the dragon, the other party had already been greatly weakened, and there should be no danger, and it was worth trying.

"Well, thank you, please, Christie."

Roland did not refuse, and immediately put away Van Doreen's soldiers and Bobop, and then turned over and rode onto Christie's back.

"Roland Mousse, please hold on."

"Hmm...... Good. ”

As soon as the words fell, the whole body of the centaur girl Christie was like white lightning, chasing in the direction of Grove's escape, and disappeared from everyone's vision in a blink of an eye.

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