Ninety-seven The Scourge of the Army of the Dead
In the depths of the fog of the undead, a circle of two-headed bone dragons surrounded a hill, and under the bone dragon, countless high-level undead monsters such as skeleton knights, ghoul lords, and skeleton mages lined up in a phalanx. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The green soul fire in their eyes flickered, and their bodies swayed constantly, centering on the hills, spreading out a forest of white bones that seemed to be swaying in the wind.
This kind of stillness made the high-level undead extremely impatient, and the slight collision between them caused violent conflicts from time to time, and a ripple bloomed in the forest of bones.
The banshee flew through the air, a terrible howl that stopped the ripples from spreading. The low-level lich in the team swung his staff and spilled a cold undead aura to soothe the soul fire that was about to boil.
On the hill, two necromancers with cloaks and hoods and green eyes whispered.
"This can't go on, more high-level undead must be dispatched. ”
"Our bone dragon has been intercepted, and there are unknown enemies in the air. Your thoughts will continue to drain our strength so that we cannot accomplish our goal of going as deep into the kingdom as possible. ”
"But that castle is our most important target! We must do whatever it takes! Unfortunately, the plan was too far ahead of schedule, and we couldn't convert more high-level undead. ”
"What's the point of capturing that castle if you can't extend your coverage to the heart of the kingdom?"
"So we'll have to ask the mentor?"
"The mentor will scold us for being incompetent!
A necromancer raised his staff: "I'll go out myself!" these undead have been asleep for too long, and their soulfire minds are too vague to deal with those cunning humans. ”
"Then I'll leave it to you, stay safe, Tothman has ......"
"Don't compare me to that stupid and arrogant junior!"
The necromancer set off with a large group of high-level undead, and on the hill, the green light in the eyes of the remaining necromancer flickered, and his gaze pierced through the fog of the undead to look at the light on the horizon.
The castle and the barrier still stand.
"The growing influence of unknown variables is exactly what the Mentor hates the most," the necromancer muttered.
Deep in the fog of the undead, the mist was stirred by a few ripples.
A low-level lich commands another group of bone warriors on their way to the battlefield ahead.
Crystal shatters burst out in front of the lich, triggering the lich's bone shield.
The lich waved his staff and cursed at the Assassin, the tip of which glowed green.
Another ripple appeared behind it, and the crystal scythe did not shatter the shield of bones, but it caused the soul fire in the lich's eye socket to flicker, and the green glow on the tip of the staff dissipated.
The surrounding bone warriors rushed over, the lich let out a shrill howl, and the bone shield scattered into boneless rays and shot out.
The two figures with the crystal light had long since dissipated, and at the same time, another ripple appeared above the lich's head, and the crystal scythe slashed at the lich's head, causing it to let out a scream that was close to infrasound.
The two ripples reappeared, one after the other, and the Demon Breaker dagger plunged into the lich's skull, stirring violently.
The skull shattered, and the soul fire rose, still maintaining a flame-like form that twisted and struggled, and after a while it dissipated into a faint smoke.
Before the Bone Warrior could complete the encirclement, the three figures quietly disappeared, and in a matter of seconds, the low-level lich was killed.
A moment later, in the middle of a patch of grass, Tina nodded to the three visible subordinates, "Well done! ”
The round hook looked indifferent: "This is the gift of my lord and the teaching of my mentor." ”
The other two teenagers were overjoyed and high-fived each other.
"Look, we are few of us, but we play a great role," said Tina, proudly, and even the round hook could not hold back the smugness, and raised her head.
In the beginning, Tina and Roundhook killed high-level undead in the enchantment. However, they often compete with the crossbow group, which is not only in vain, but also almost injured by mistake several times, which makes them realize that this is not a suitable battlefield.
Tina quarrels with Tarence and is finally allowed to hunt freely in the fog of the dead, with some nimble and responsive apprentices.
Most of the dozen or so apprentices who followed Tina were wounded and retreated, and one died. The remaining two teenagers have obtained Tina's death powers.
Just by looking at their names, you know that they are from stealing chickens and dogs, but they are suitable for this kind of assassin-like battle.
The four masters and apprentices kept hunting the lone high-level undead on the periphery, and by now, the round hook was already a second-level dead, and the white rat and bat had also touched the threshold of the official clergy.
Tina is very happy with this momentum, and her "death line" is finally no longer alone. However, the "pain system" grew faster, which made her feel pressured and more and more picky about her goals.
After taking out a few more high-level undead monsters, a large team of all-high-level undead attracted the attention of the hunting team.
"Mentor, this necromancer is much stronger than the original one, so don't take any chances. ”
Seeing that Tina was staring at the necromancer in the middle, the round hook persuaded.
"With so many skeleton knights and lichs, it's hard to get through. Those abominations are smaller, and I'm afraid they are even more difficult to deal with than the big guys before them. ”
"That's a banshee on the head, just shout at will, and our stealth will be broken. ”
The rats and bats were not arrogant enough to think that the stealth of the dead was invincible, and this powerful undead brought them a strong coercion.
"That's because you haven't practiced enough," Tina said, biting her lip again.
She hasn't reached the hero level now, and if she wants to assassinate that necromancer, she probably won't be able to do it.
However, for such a powerful team to rush into the barrier, the Priest of Tarence would definitely not be able to withstand it.
"White rats, bats, go back and report the enemy", she supported the two apprentices back.
After the two left, Tina looked at the round hook again, and her voice trembled slightly: "We...... You have to try at least once, and if you fail, run immediately! I won't care about you, and you won't care about me!"
She didn't want to die!
But if she didn't try it once, she wouldn't be reconciled.
If it's really dead......
No, it won't die.
Tina subconsciously touched her ears and sighed secretly.
I don't feel it at all......
So, Li Qi will definitely come back, and he will be fine, and then let him ...... Touch your ears.
Although this logic is strange, Tina is convinced of it.
The round hook didn't understand the complicated psychology of the tutor, and just nodded lightly.
It doesn't matter if you can't kill the enemy, what matters is to protect the mentor. If this is the end of the path of faith, it is a bit regrettable, but it is not bad.
Two ripples disappeared in the mist, approaching.
The lich on the periphery noticed it, and Quack turned his head, activating the undead vision to take a closer look.
Tina was about to launch when the lich turned its head in the other direction, and the skull let out a terrifying cry.
A huge hill-like thing fell from the sky and rushed into the midst of the army of the undead, crashing and tumbling madly. From a distance, it looks like a snow-white hairball mixed with black spots.
When the furball stretched out its claws, and the massive claw blade sliced an abomination into several pieces, its shape was roughly clear.
It was a wolf, and the two-height hatred was like a ball played by a kitten in front of it.
Most of its body is snow-white, from the bridge of its nose upwards, from its ears to its entire back, and the upper half of its tail is a pure black glow. With such a color contrast, even if there was a scarlet light flashing in his eyes, he felt that something had ruined the savage and ferocious aura.
If it weren't for such a size, someone with sharp senses, such as Tina, might have burst out laughing.
Of course, the undead couldn't laugh, this giant wolf bit its mouth and claws, shook its head and tail, and rolled on the ground a few times from time to time, and after getting up, there was a whole group of skeleton warriors who were crushed to pieces.
The chains of abomination and the undead spit, the swords and spears of the skeleton warriors, the death dash of the skeleton knights, the undead curses and necromantic energy arrows of the lich, and even the howl of the banshees, have no effect on this wolf at all.
Occasionally, the Ghoul Lord inflicted wounds on the giant wolf, but whether it was the cut flesh or the wound diffused with the rotting aura of the undead, it was all restored in a matter of moments.
"What the hell is this!?"
In the middle of the group, the necromancer screamed and shot a barrage of giant bone spears at the giant wolf.
The giant wolf was shot by the bone spear and retreated again and again, as if playing, and grabbed the bone spear that shot again, as if it was a bone, and gnawed it up.
Without two bites, the bone spear turned into an undead aura and disappeared, making the giant wolf very unhappy, staring at the necromancer in the distance, and letting out a dangerous snoring sound in his throat.
"Damn, damn it! where did this dog come from!"
The undead master was startled, and with a wave of his staff, the broken bones around the giant wolf floated up, instantly forming a huge semicircular bone prison, holding the giant wolf inside.
The giant wolf howled, and the bone prison shattered, sweeping down a large number of undead around it.
The sun-obscured figure swooped down, and the necromancer unleashed a teleportation spell while shouting, "Remember the evil dog! My name is Barry......"
Before he finished speaking, the giant wolf bit the necromancer, and the white bone shield and various protections on the mage's body exploded continuously in the wolf's mouth, but it didn't block the wolf's mouth, and the upper body suddenly disappeared.
The necromancer's screams stopped abruptly, and the giant wolf spat out half of the corpse, and with a wave of its claw blade, it split the remaining half of the mage's corpse into pieces.
Tina and Roundhook appeared in the shadows, watching the wolf look like a dog chasing a rabbit in the wilderness, scattering the undead army into a mess.
The round hook said bitterly: "This is ...... Dog, or wolf?"
Tina shrugged: "Who knows, it's done us a lot anyway, we need to say hello." ”
"I think it's ...... Danger", Round Hook swallowed.
As soon as the words fell, the eyes were dark, and the fishy wind suddenly rose, and the giant wolf rushed in front of them.
The massive claw blade unleashed, and the bones and corpse fluid of the undead remained on it.
Tina and Roundhook were about to teleport to dodge when the wolf suddenly stopped.
It sniffled and seemed to smell something.
Then it actually spoke: "You guys...... What does it have to do with that Rich?"
Meet Richie!?
Tina was about to reply, when the wolf swooped away again, using an abomination as a racket with her paws.
A banshee flew over its head, howling in vain.
The giant wolf swung abomination away with a single claw, and its massive body leaped into the air, pounceing on the banshee like a butterfly.
The banshee was torn to shreds, and the wolf shuddered with a terrible howl before dying.
It ran back, the huge wolf with an embarrassed expression on its face.
"I have something to ask you, but the way I am now, I can't control the urge to do something. Why don't you wait here and I'll come back to you when I've had enough?"
Play......
Tina looked at the hook, it was a dog, and there was nothing wrong with it.