Birogri's tactics seem very simple, but they work. The constant summoning of skeletons is a real annoyance. As soon as someone gets close, the overlapping bone walls will suddenly appear in front of you, and once you are blocked and slow down the pace of the attack, new skeleton warriors will appear around you and add swords to each other.

Although the combat power of the skeleton soldiers was not enough to cause too much trouble to the four palace guards, even for the city guards led by Wesley, they were not a formidable enemy.

But as the saying goes, 'two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and a good man can't stand up to a lot of people', and it is not so easy for people to face it calmly after a long time of attack. Especially on Wesley's side, even the best Duke is in danger, if it weren't for the frequent help of the four at critical moments, it is estimated that he would have been knocked down and left the battle long ago.

And Duke's stubborn and rebellious heart was already on the verge of collapse, more precisely, shame and indignation. has always been in the name of daring to speak out, despising and squeezing all authority as uninhibited, even in the face of life and death, he has never flinched. But today he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration, not for anything else but for the performance of these four people.

There has always been a clear contradiction between the local army and the central military department, and as a soldier, no one has complained and resented those Shangguan and old men who only need to sit in the royal capital and issue military orders one after another that they need to entrust their lives. Although the palace guards are directly under the control of the king and do not belong to the military department, they are also pampered and enjoy preferential treatment in the eyes of the front-line soldiers, but they have never seen blood. In addition, even if he is in the same central government with the military department, he at least has a good 'class friendship', so in his mind, he is just a raccoon dog, otherwise he would not have openly had such a big conflict with Xiao Yi on the street that day, and there may not be some 'credit' from the palace guards accompanying him.

But now? Looking at the few postures of bravely killing the enemy in front of him, he suddenly felt that his previous words and deeds were like jokes, and he had never seen blood. Besides, how did the other party introduce himself when he first appeared, it was a self-proclaimed apprentice! Even a young man who has not turned a regular has such a level, how strong should a Praetorian guard with an official status be, and where does he get the capital to ridicule and despise him.

The feeling of burning and feeling of shame and anger on his face, in his head, and in his heart was uncomfortable, and Duke could only feel a little more relaxed by sending this feeling of aggrieved to the enemy, and he was more ferocious, but he made his situation against the enemy look a lot better.

At the same time, although the four people who are the main force seem to be relaxed, they are constantly thinking about how to win in their hearts, because according to the current situation, this goal is not easy to achieve.

Speaking of which, I have to mention the strength shown by Birogri, this necromancer who suddenly came belated, although his words are arrogant, but his strength is indeed considerable, although the spells used so far are only two low-level spells, 'summon skeleton' and 'bone wall', but it can be seen from the speed and precision control of spellcasting.

Because summoning spells need to be spiritually connected with other dimensional worlds, they have high requirements for the stability and strength of the caster's spirit, so generally only casters who can complete spells without the help of summoning arrays can be called high-level professionals, and those who can remotely summon and control the exact location of summoned creatures at a higher level can be called top-level. Judging from this indicator alone, it is undoubtedly the top enough than Rogri, not only has an accurate grasp of distance but also casts spells very fast, although the rarity of the undead mage is comparable to that of rare beasts and is not well known, but judging from the fact that he has never shown a hint of chanting incantations from beginning to end, this is definitely not an easy thing to do.

Wesley may not have the awareness to pay attention to details, but they know very well that the feeling of superiority on the field is just an illusion! Because no matter how hard they and others try, they can't penetrate the space within 30 steps of the opponent, which can only show one thing, that is, the opponent has a lot of spare strength.

Or to put it mildly, the other party is not serious at all, it is just a teasing mentality to play with them! Looking at the city guards who have already shown fatigue, Philip, who is holding a bow, secretly screams in his heart, not to mention what level the other party's real strength is, if this continues, even the morale will be consumed, and it seems that he must find a way to change the situation!

"Janar!" shouted to his companion who had been in front of him with his broadsword, and then a few back-jumps broke away from the warband, and Philip opened his bow to aim at the necromancer in the distance. But this time he will not shoot easily, in the battle just now, he took the time to shoot cold arrows at the opponent many times, but without exception was blocked by the new bone wall.

The companion who heard the shout looked back, and when he saw his movements, his eyes met for a moment, and then he and the other two slashed the dry bones in front of him even more violently, and the movements converged towards Birogri.

The action was very effective, and the small battle group formed by the three of them quickly moved towards the target, and in exchange for nothing more than a sneer on the corner of the opponent's mouth.

The staff was lightly raised, and a wall of bones that was taller and thicker than before was laid in front of the three of them, and Janar tried to use the heavy sword in his hand to split the barrier, but found that this slash only left a deep dent, it seemed that the spell was still the same as the previous spell, but the strength was completely different.

The heavy swordsman who returned without a trace of hesitation, and the other two people flashed directly to the side, and although the necromancer behind the wall was very confident that this barrier would not be easily broken, at the same time, he was also obscured by the obstacle, and he could not see that a spell-like cyclone was forming in front of the arrow tip of the archer who had been shooting in the direction for a long time.

The archery 'Piercing the Clouds' is launched!

When the arrow disappeared, it pulled out a turbulent current formed by the remnants of the phantom and twisted and rotated with the atmosphere, and gorgeously and coldly penetrated through the solid and unusually thick bone wall, and directly hit Birogri's body.

A crisp explosion of air sounded, and for the first time, the necromancer, who had been participating in the battle with a heavy lift, received a substantial blow between his stumbling steps, but that was all!

Firmly on his feet, Birogri did not appear to be visibly harmed, his pale skin as dry as old tree bark from under the torn clothing on his right shoulder.

"Do you want me to praise you, it took so long to touch me!" a disgusting voice rang out, but the narration of the harsh reality.

We admit that you are very strong, but it is not enough to offend the majesty of the empire with these simple tricks. ”

"Well, it's really underestimated! 'Path of Styx let go of your obstacles and let the Lord of Darkness show its power, Sacrifice Summon, the Dark Triumvirate'!"

(End of chapter)