In the central region of the Gilverin Empire, in a tent, human, elven and barbarian heroes gather to discuss the coming war.

After half a month of calm, the core of the undead clan has gathered together. Sandru, Elsa, and Rod Hart brought these undead heroes to the front, confronting the coalition forces of the human camp across the incomparably wide plains, and no one acted rashly.

"Just charge! the mighty Beamon Behemoth can sweep away all skeleton shelves. The tall ogre hero Crolin was a little dissatisfied, and her voice was very loud.

"Shut your mouth, Croin. Kenlo Haag snarled at him.

Crolin sat down indignantly, her face a little ugly.

"Gru, your plan will cost our Beamon and Thunderbird dearly. Kenlo Haag frowned.

The archangel Calles, who had folded his huge wings, stepped forward and spoke, "We have enough magic to resurrect all of Beamon and Thunderbird. ”

Kenlo Haag twisted his neck in silence for a few moments, then nodded, and then looked at the other tall human man beside him, Korg.

With black hair that stood straight on end and a strip of red cloth tied around his forehead, Korg blinked his blind right eye and snorted indifferently: "My Beamon Behemoth has never been afraid of scars and death! It's time to crush these damn skeleton shelves. ”

"Good. Then the Archangel of Calles, when the time comes to attack on the flank of the west, will be handed over to the Archangel Legion and the Griffin Legion to attack from the sky. Once the undead are distracted from the war, the Silver Pegasus, Green Dragons, and Golden Dragons will come in from the east. And then there's the head-on impact. Gru finished his final attack on the map, and his right fist slammed into the table.

Jenny on the side said slowly: "Finally, regarding Sandru, Master Inheim and I will check and balance him, and Gru, you are responsible for interrupting his spell casting. ”

Both Inheim and Gru nodded, their eyes calm and full of murderous intent.

After the third day of the confrontation, Gru and the others finally got together and reconfirmed the rhythm of the attack, and the barbarian and human alliances in the stronghold began to converge head-on.

Hundreds of gigantic Beamon beasts stood on the battlefield, like a giant gray and white orangutan, their thick and powerful arms were three terrifying claws, the hardest claws in legend, which could easily tear apart any living being, even the most powerful dragons, and shy away from the claws of Beamon behemoths.

In the sky above these countless huge Beamon giant beasts, golden figures are hovering, the Thunderbird that can assist in the attack by summoning thunder and lightning is the strongest air force of the barbarian race in the stronghold, the huge Thunderbird, which is ten meters wide behind the wingspan, and in the case of sufficient numbers, the lethal power is extremely huge.

A large amount of Mithril wire implicated these hundreds of Beamon Behemoths, and nearly a hundred high-level mages of humans were stationed around these behemoths, ready to launch magic at any time. And in front of the Beamon Behemoth were a large number of human knights and half-orc wolf fighters, all ready to charge.

"Woo~~~Woo~~~" after a dull sound of horns.

The huge war drum was beaten: "Bang, bang, bang!"

All the wolf fighters and human knights began to charge towards the undead legions on the frontal battlefield.

Without any command, the moment the drum sounded, all the magicians stationed beside the Beamon Behemoth all whispered incantations, and one after another light fell from the sky and landed on the huge body of the Beamon Behemoth, and under a large amount of enhanced magic, the Behemoth Behemoth stood up like a King Kong man, and let out a huge roar. A group of mages reached out and touched the Mithril wires, muttering spells, and in the next moment, hundreds of Beamon beasts disappeared out of thin air one after another.

On the battlefield. The hundreds of Beamon Behemoths that output the line again were teleported to a low altitude of tens of meters like meteorites, and directly below them were the corpse witch legions of the undead clan!

"Boom, boom, boom!" A series of loud noises made a ball of Beamon smashed down in the corpse witch legion! Then he stood up and stretched out, and the terrifying claws frantically launched an attack on the corpse witch legion beside him.

Huge claws slammed into the corpse witch with a high-pitched, piercing whistling sound. The hundreds of bone dragons in the undead race also rushed to kill these Beamon beasts at the first time! The war broke out in an instant. Blessed by a series of magic shields, the Beamon Behemoth is like a god descending from the earth, with the blessing of "Divine Prayer" and "Attack Acceleration" magic, its huge body moves like the wind, constantly stirring the camp of the undead race.

A lot of golden lightning also fell from the sky and slaughtered into the corpse witch army. Countless thunderbolts flickered wildly on the battlefield.

Rod Hart's face was iron, and he quickly commanded a large number of vampires and ghosts to start slaughtering Beamon and Thunderbird, while the zombie and skeleton soldiers also attacked the charging human cavalry.

The sound of horses' hooves shook the land, and a torrent of heavily armed steel pierced the undead army like a sharp blade, and the wolf fighters followed, slashing the zombies and skeleton soldiers who had been scattered away.

At the first moment of the war, hundreds of high-level magicians led by Inheim and Jenny poured out to surround Sandru and other undead heroes, and the magical battle between death and living broke out without hesitation, and countless lightning and flames were wielded wantonly.

The magic elements of the entire space were stirred up to the point of chaos, and it was difficult for the space magic to be cast effectively.

Holding the Phantom Bow, Gru resembles a dark ghost, and his demon-breaking arrows swoop down on the undead heroes with precision.

The army of the undead is in a fierce battle.

Almost at the same time, the Archangel Legion and the Griffin Legion slammed into the undead camp from the western flank, and a large number of silver pegasus, golden dragons, and green dragons pounced into the battlefield from the eastern flank, spitting out hot dragon breath, leaving scorched earth on the ground.

Dense crossbow arrows were hurled into the sky, nailed into a sea of corpses like raindrops, and a large number of cyclops slings and orc stone axes were thrown out more destructively, smashing one corpse skull after another.

Passing through the "Extradimensional Gate", the ground troops with the Crusaders and ogres as the main force appeared behind the battlefield of the undead army, followed by tens of thousands of big-eared monsters, halberders and spearmen, advancing towards the undead decisively.

The battle for the dead is in full swing on the plains of the central Gilverin Empire.