Chapter 4: The Resurrection of the Dead

When the werewolf jumped into the air to attack, he didn't notice the sly smile that flashed in Harpy's eyes, "It's my domain in the air, can you still be as flexible as you are on the ground?" ”

Smiling proudly, Harpy was complacent about his own inspiration, his wings fanned, and the body of the huge dragon snake was as fast as a bird, and he deftly distanced himself from the werewolf, looking at the werewolf who had no choice but to fall because of the loss of the target, "Haha, Lord Harpy's counterattack is coming!" ”

The poisonous * dragon head suddenly stretched down, the werewolf was in the air and had nowhere to borrow strength, looking at the blood basin mouth that was getting closer and closer, he could only widen his eyes, and barely twisted his body in panic and fear, but he was still bitten by the waist of the harpy, and it broke into two with a click, and the blood mixed with the organs was sprinkled down, just drenching the two werewolves below.

"Oh~~~!!"

The two werewolves sniffed the bloody breath of their companions coming from their bodies, and their blood-colored eyes were even more covered with madness and rage, looking at the Harpy who swooped down, and rushed forward with a violent momentum.

Harpy flexibly turned sideways, facing the two werewolves with a pair of dragon wings, and directly knocked the two out with the huge force that swooped in, smiling proudly, the black dragon head, the poisonous head, the petrified head, and the lava head were in groups of twos and twos, each finding the right target, and surrounded them left and right.

A moment ago, in the face of the three werewolves, Harpy's four dragon heads could not take care of him, and there would always be fish that slipped through the net to break through his defenses and give him a claw at close range, which annoyed him. And now after killing one, Harpy has become the most powerful party, and the two are surrounded by twos. Impenetrable, it binds the two werewolves in a small space. Completely erasing the opponent's dexterous and vigorous advantage is already a win.

Sure enough. A few minutes later, Harpy, who felt his revenge back, triumphantly killed the two werewolves, and flew to Bai Fenggu's side to invite pets flatteringly, and Bai Fenggu, who was disgusted with the smell of blood, was not sad after being kicked away, but threw the three corpses on the ground more diligently.

Looking around at the still calm fog around him, White Maple Valley couldn't help but raise a trace of caution. According to Elena's news, the strongest of the Sergeant Major reincarnations scheduled to participate in the gambling battle by the Night Council have all been defeated in the tenth level, so there must be something strange in this level. It's worth guarding.

A few minutes passed, and the sound of the enemy came from the fog on time. However, hearing the strange footsteps, Bai Fenggu raised his eyebrows and reminded the harpy: "Be careful, I didn't feel the other party's spiritual breath." ”

Telepathy is ineffective, either the other party's state of mind cultivation has reached the realm of ancient wells without waves and transparent glass, or. That is, the person who comes is simply a puppet, who has lost his independent thinking, is confused, and is manipulated by others.

With the tenth wave of enemies coming out of the fog. The answer was revealed, and looking at the three giant wolves that appeared in front of him, the familiar scars on their bodies were vividly visible. The place that had been bitten by Harpy's waist had been patched up by some mysterious force, albeit stiff and weird. But it was barely connected, and Bai Fenggu couldn't help but say to himself: "This." Are those giant wolves from before?! ”

After the giant wolf, werewolves, blood clans, dark knights, and resentful spirits, the enemies who died here in the previous nine levels, except for the two obsidian gargoyles, actually resurrected one after another, stepped into the battlefield again, and launched a vengeful charge towards the White Maple Valley and the Harpy.

Looking at the dense crowd of more than a dozen sergeant-level enemies in front of him, Bai Fenggu let the Harpy step forward to block the enemy, and he frowned and looked into the depths of the mist, where the only spiritual breath had been silently staying and did not appear, obviously the real boss of the tenth level.

Ahead, although Harpy had to rush towards more than a dozen times the number of enemies under the orders of his master, a cautious heart was still vigilant, and while cautiously making tentative attacks, his wings were wide open, ready to escape into the sky at any time.

However, when Harpy found that these opponents who had caused him a lot of trouble, especially those werewolves and bloods who had caused him a lot of trouble, were now slow and unthreatening like old ladies, he laughed and rushed towards the enemy group, looking reckless.

In fact, it's no wonder, you must know that many of these enemies that appear now are bitten off by the Harpy, their bodies are broken in two, and the others are also broken legs and hands, although they are now connected together again by some kind of force, but after all, they can't recover as before, and stiff movements are inevitable.

However, at this moment, a black* magical light flew from the mist, turning into a sprinkling of light to envelop the dead in front of him, and then, in the blink of an eye, Harpy was surprised to find that the eyes of the surrounding enemies were all soaked in blood, although their movements were not as good as before death, but they were still a lot more flexible and violent, "Blessing the dead!" ”

"Vampire Touch!"

"Advanced Acceleration!"

The real enemy hidden in the mist finally made a move, and as soon as he struck, he was empowered by three buff spells, strengthening the dead he summoned back to life one by one, making the habby obviously feel the pressure increase, as if he was in the midst of a raging wave, and there were attacks falling on him at every moment.

Although the attack of the dead is not as violent as before their death, the necromantic magic wrapped in it is constantly corroding and hurting the dragon scales of the harpy, plus they absorb the life force belonging to the harpy through the touch of the vampire, and then heal their own injuries in the battle, the latter may be worn to death.

The life-sparing Harpy was already aware of the predicament at this time, and secretly glanced back, seeing that the master had no intention of helping, he cried with a sad face, but he didn't dare to ask, so he simply spread his wings and knocked the enemies around him away, and he was about to take the opportunity to fly up and rush into the sky to dodge.

The enemy hidden in the mist and not yet appearing naturally did not let Harpy care, and another spell fell on Harpy, "Bone Bondage!" ”

More than a dozen pairs of pale and black bone hands stretched out from the black-brown dirt under his feet, seemingly fragile, but they grabbed Harpy's body everywhere, and let Harpy struggle, with his huge strength, he was actually stopped from breathing for a few breaths before he could stand up from the ground.

At this moment, the surrounding dead have been attacked under the control of the people behind the scenes, several rotten wolves have sharp teeth biting on Harpy's body, werewolves have also climbed on Harpy's back, and the Dark Knight is inserting the heavy rune greatsword in his hand into Harpy's tail, trying to immobilize him.

Harpy was in pain, and the plan to escape into the air was also stillborn, and he couldn't help but be angry, and a mouthful of seemingly faint dark dragon breath erupted from the dark dragon head, and a mouthful of boiling and scorching dragon breath like magma in the lava dragon head also erupted, and the dark, red, and two-color flames instantly spread vigorously, turning the surroundings into a sea of fire. (To be continued.) )