Chapter Fifty-Eight: Attack on Mountain No. 2 (Part I)

As the Skeleton Legion advanced, Mountain No. 2, which had been silent, soon became noisy and chaotic.

Warcraft's sense of smell for death and disasters is much higher than that of humans. Especially when hundreds of skeletons attacked, the murderous aura that rushed to the sky and the unconcealed aura of death was like a flood. Even the sluggish Demonic Beast smelled danger at this moment.

For a while, I only saw No. 2 Mountain as if it had exploded. Countless frightened birds flew up from the dense forest. All kinds of demonic beasts are scurrying around like crazy.

The chirping of birds and the howling of wild beasts are intertwined, like the end of the world.

In the blink of an eye, the ten skeleton axemen who walked in front had already crossed the valley floor between Mountains No. 1 and No. 2, waded through a stream, and approached the woods at the foot of No. 2 Mountain.

For the monsters of Mountain No. 2, Mountain No. 1 has always been a mysterious place that is close to taboo.

More than a year ago, a human, an elf, and a mysterious monster that looked like a dog appeared on Mount No. 1 and became the ruler of the mountain.

No Warcraft can compete with these three guys.

They were ferocious and cunning, especially the black-haired human and the fat dog, who were simply the nightmare of the No. 1 Mountain Monster. There are countless demonic beasts planted in their hands. So much so that many of the demonic beasts that originally lived in or near Mount No. 1 left their homes in tears and left their homeland.

And these demonic beasts on No. 2 Mountain never dared to go to No. 1 Mountain.

The dragon breath of that fat dog, even against the eighth-order Golden-winged Tiger who ruled No. 2 Mountain, had an overwhelming coercion. It's simply not something they can resist.

Therefore, even if these three guys disappeared for a while, the demonic beasts of Mountain No. 2 were instinctively full of fear of Mountain No. 1. Whether it's predation. Drinking water or nesting and giving birth will be as far away as possible from the direction of Mount No. 1. Even flying demonic beasts generally don't fly over Mountain No. 1.

A month ago, a seventh-order iron thorn pig risked a conflict with an eighth-order golden-winged tiger and passed through Mountain No. 2 and fled to the north. Mountain No. 1 has changed again.

The human had returned, and this time with him were thousands of undead creatures.

For Warcraft, undead creatures are another mysterious and terrifying existence.

Many demonic beasts with low intelligence simply can't understand this kind of creature from the Netherlands with another life form.

Their fear of the aura of death that surrounds the undead creatures is as much an instinct that is embedded in their souls as they fear death itself.

Eleventh Order Dragon's Breath. Coupled with the aura of death produced by countless undead, it has already made many demonic beasts feel threatened. And now, when those skeletons walked out of Mountain No. 1 and headed towards Mountain No. 2, most of the demonic beasts chose to flee without hesitation.

In the night, the figures of seven golden-winged tigers rose to the sky.

After feeling threatened. These rulers of the second hill have finally appeared. They flew from the top of the mountain. Against the backdrop of the fiery red disc-like demon moon, it drew a dazzling trajectory, swooping down from time to time, hovering in mid-air, and letting out a threatening roar at the approaching skeletons.

Dozens of demonic beasts, at the urging of the Golden-winged Tiger. Appears at the edge of the jungle.

Most of these demonic beasts are fifth-order demonic beasts, and the strongest of them is a dozen sixth-order iron gibbons.

As soon as Roy's mind moved, the advancing undead army had already stopped.

Roy didn't have long in a desperate situation. There aren't many permanent undead creatures that can be summoned.

Because the combat effectiveness of the skeleton soldiers was too weak, and Roy summoned them with the intention of only doing some work such as cutting, reclamation and construction, so this time he attacked Mountain Two, and he left all the skeleton soldiers at home.

At this moment, Roy was only one hundred and seventy skeleton soldiers, seventy-two skeleton swordsmen, thirty-six skeleton archers, and twenty-three skeleton sword and axe men.

Add the three Death Knights, and the total is only three hundred and four.

If Roy was not in charge, then these low-level undead creatures, without even the use of the Golden-winged Tiger, would have been wiped out under the attack of dozens of demonic beasts led by the Iron Gibbon.

However, it is not the same with the command of a necromancer.

In terms of individual strength, these low-level skeleton soldiers were no match for fifth- or sixth-order demonic beasts, but in collective combat, they were indeed a real army. Combat effectiveness will increase exponentially due to the coordination of units and battle formations.

Moreover, Roy threw these permanently summoned undead into battle, but not with them as the main force to fight. Instead, they are used to attract the power of Mountain No. 2.

These are all permanent undead warriors that he summoned one by one, each of which has endless room to grow, not to be cannon fodder. The real main force of the battle is ......

Roy unfurled his wings of fire, like an off-string arrow, and shot to the front of the battle line.

As soon as he saw Roy appear, the demonic beast that pounced out of the jungle immediately stopped. Although the fifth- and sixth-order demonic beasts had low spiritual intelligence, they could also smell the aura of danger on this human boy's body.

And the seven Golden-winged Tigers in the air also let out an angry roar at Roy at the same time. The roar of the tiger whipped up a gust of wind that swept across the land and raised the fallen leaves in the sky.

Roy opened his arms and chanted in a low voice. Blood-red elemental arrays and countless mysterious and obscure magic symbols swirled around him.

Immediately after, apertures emerged.

As if opening a passage to the underworld, teams of skeleton soldiers, skeleton swordsmen, skeleton archers, and skeleton blade axes appeared in the undead army.

This is the main force of Roy's attack on Hill 2.

These undead warriors summoned with ordinary undead summoning techniques have a limited amount of time to survive.

The higher the level of the necromancer, the lower the level of summoning undead creatures, and the longer they will be stored. Conversely, the higher the level of the minion, the shorter the time it will last. The longest is only three to five days, and the shortest is only a few prayer hours, or even a few minutes.

Coupled with the fact that such undead creatures cannot evolve, they are all used as cannon fodder in the world of necromancers. Win by numbers.

And this is also the most terrifying thing about necromancers.

The magic level of ordinary summoning magic is two levels lower than that of permanent summoning magic, but the number of undead summoned is far more than that of permanent summoning magic.

In the case of the low-level skeleton summoning, Roy now casts a level 5 permanent summoning spell. Consumes 500 magic codes at a time, and can only summon one permanent skeleton. However, with a level 3 ordinary summoning magic, it consumes two hundred magic codes at a time, but it can summon nearly eighty skeleton soldiers.

The second-order skeleton elite is a fourth-level summoning magic, and Roy can summon thirty at a time. Third-order swordsmen, archers, and axemen, are all fifth-level summoning magic, and can summon ten at a time.

And more importantly, for Roy now. Magic at this level is almost instantaneous.

In just a few minutes, the undead army's array had expanded by four or five times. Moreover, there are more skeleton soldiers who are stepping out of the magic aura and appearing in front of the monsters.

The seven Golden-winged Tigers roared and pounced at the same time. And the iron gibbons and other demonic beasts below also followed, surging towards the skeleton array like a tide.

These monsters know that if they delay any longer. I don't know how many more skeleton soldiers this human youth will summon.

Fighting broke out suddenly.

Seeing the demonic beast swooping down, Roy quickly mobilized the undead army under his command with his divine thoughts.

Six or seven hundred skeleton soldiers. Quickly passed through the queue and was at the front. The skeleton archers in the rear raised their bows and threw at the same time, meeting the charge of the monster with a dense rain of arrows.

Whoosh, bone arrows flew down from the sky and pierced into the bodies of the monsters.

But. Most of these demonic beasts had rough skin and thick flesh, and although they were shot crookedly, except for one or two that fell to the ground, most of the others rushed over.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides collided together.

Warcraft is extremely combative. At the beginning, it was a super fifth-order vine ape. almost killed six or seven armed one-star knights of Nicole's team. And without Oliver's dragon breath suppression, these demonic beasts would not be slaughtered. At this moment, the demonic beasts that rushed into the formation of the skeleton elite soldiers were simply killing on a killing spree.

Especially the dozen or so gibbons at the front, nearly three meters tall, with arms and feet as thick as a human waist, knotted muscles, and extremely powerful. Each of them held a huge tree trunk in their hands, and when they smashed down on their heads, even the Nine Rank Skeleton Elite soldiers couldn't resist it. Often a smash is a large piece.

For a moment, I saw only a skeleton smashed into pieces, and countless bones flew into the sky. The monsters are rampage through the hordes of skeletons and are invincible.

In just a few minutes, the dense skeleton formation, like a piece of cake, was gnawed out of a large gap!

If it were an ordinary human army, slaughtered like this by these dozens of demonic beasts, I am afraid it would have collapsed long ago.

However, Roy was mentally prepared for this.

He knew that the combat power of the second-level skeleton elite soldiers was only equivalent to that of ordinary soldiers of the seventh or eighth layer of fighting spirit, and they could not compete with these demonic beasts above the fifth order at all. Therefore, from the very beginning, he summoned these skeleton elite soldiers, which were used for consumption.

In the face of the ferocious attack of the demonic beasts, Roy was not in a hurry, and continued to release summoning magic to replenish his troops, while commanding the skeleton army with divine thoughts.

Although the skeleton soldiers in front of them kept falling, but under the drive of Roy, the remaining skeleton soldiers were like a tide, surging silently, dividing the demonic beasts that rushed in in chaos.

I saw that many demonic beasts were entangled by the dense skeleton elite soldiers around them. Roy seized the opportunity and quickly mixed the third-order skeleton archers, skeleton swordsmen, and skeleton knife axes into the skeleton elites, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

The attack power of the third-order undead warrior is much higher, which is equivalent to the level of a trainee knight.

Moreover, whether it is a second order or a third order, the most terrifying thing about undead creatures is that they have no pain and no fear.

When one skeleton is smashed, the other will not hesitate to go to the top. Whether it's a smashed head or a leg bone bitten off, as long as the soul fire in the eye socket hasn't dissipated, these skeletons won't stop attacking.

Under such circumstances, the situation quickly changed from one-sided to evenly matched.

The undead army's footing was steady.

The monsters found that they were surrounded by these monsters who were not afraid of death. While they can take it out very lightly, at the same time, they come at a more or less cost.

This price may be a bloody hole cut by a bone knife, or a bloody hole stabbed by a bone spear. And these scars are like greedy leeches, desperately sucking their blood and bodies.

"Boom!"

A fifth-order three-eyed bear, after shattering the skull of a skeleton soldier, was shot in the throat and back by two bone arrows, and was slashed open in the chest by a sneak attack skeleton knife axeman, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Its eyes were open, its blood-soaked fur undulating in rapid breathing. Count them and there are twenty or thirty wounds on your body.

"Whew!" a sixth-order gibbon, whose left arm was cut off, let out a miserable howl. The giant log on his right hand swung wildly, trying to dodge the surrounding skeletons.

However, the thick left arm is the key to its rapid movement. Without the support of its left arm, its short hind legs could not bear the weight of its thick upper body.

Soon, it was overwhelmed by skeleton soldiers...... There was a delay during the day, and I was dizzy and rushed out at night...... (To be continued......)