With two waves of his hand, Jude took a fighting stance, took a half-step back, and then quickly forward.

Pulling up the sword from the right side to block the oncoming blade, the boy raised his leg and kicked his opponent's shield sharply, taking advantage of the impact to reveal a flaw, and immediately connected to a continuous diagonal slash.

After a series of fluid movements, the skeleton had been cut in half and fell to the ground, no longer moving.

"Good swordsmanship, young man. Not far away, the ranger who seemed to be named Nanx had just finished dismembering a walking corpse with two knives, and happened to look back at the young man's movements, and immediately gave a thumbs up and made a "nice job" gesture.

In fact, he had only been learning swordsmanship for a short time, and Jude thought to himself that the bounty hunter's swordsmanship was so superb that he could easily deal with these undead creatures with only a few fur skills.

But he didn't show these thoughts.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the boy aimed at a skeleton in front of him, chanting a mantra and shooting a star projectile that emitted a brilliant light to break it.

But he was actually a mage, and Jude felt the remnants of the arcane energy in his palm. Arcane magic, an ancient and mysterious art, master it and master it with the power to change your fate.

Taking the Ranger's surprised face in disbelief, Jude turned to face the more undead monsters.

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Before you know it, the battle has been going on for more than ten minutes.

The defenders of the slope here, under the leadership of the paladin Kane, quickly annihilated the first wave of undead, and for the time being, they were safe.

However, as time went on, an endless stream of dead people from the north flocked to the foothills. Despite the heroic efforts of the defenders of the snowfall to resist the resurrected monsters, the northernmost forward position could no longer hold on.

With a sword in his right hand and a spell cast in his left hand, Jude unleashed the skill of a sword singer and single-handedly managed to destroy more than twenty undead creatures. It wasn't until he saw the front-line defenders retreating from below the slope that the boy suddenly remembered his previous plan.

Didn't he decide to save mana for the rest of the battle? Jude secretly regretted his previous behavior of getting carried away because of a moment of pride.

Fortunately, the spell that consumed too much was not cast, and it was not too late to make amends, from now on......

Just as the boy was thinking about what to do later, he suddenly noticed that his shoulders were grabbed by a pair of sharp claws, and his legs were lifted off the ground and upward.

Looking up, an undead bird of prey flapping its rotting wings was dragging him into the air.

The mad necromancer had brought these ancient giant birds back to life, and Jude remembered that Mr. Stanshu had mentioned that Mordles must have found their corpses sealed in the glacier and thrown them into battle.

The height of the boy increased, and it was clear that the guy was trying to throw him down. Jude quickly analyzed the situation in front of him, and then couldn't help but laugh: this necromantic bird of prey was so stupid that he came up with this method to try to deal with a mage.

Fluently reciting those three syllables to bless himself, Jude gripped Cyrens and slashed upward, instantly severing half of the rotting bird's wings.

Feeling the power to grasp him disappear in an instant, Jude watched as the corpse of the undead raptor fell straight to the ground, while he floated like a light feather and slowly fell.

Seeing that the defenders on the ground raised their heads and looked up at him as if they had witnessed the incarnation of a god, the young man suddenly became eager to perform.

As he slowly fell, Jude aimed at the hordes of undead below who were trying to rush up the slope, chanting the fireball spell aloud: "Evo_kolmas_falrem_mesa 'cripz_niez-le_flonomas!'"

Blazing flames shot out at the boy's gesture and burst through them from the sky, blasting the staggering monsters into the residue of rotting flesh and bones.

"Catherine is on top, what do I see......"

"Is this the legendary mage?"

Landing smoothly in the midst of the exclamations around him, Jude felt his pride greatly satisfied.

At the same time, the boy also realized that after the previous spell casting, his mana storage was not much left.

Putting the black sword in the sheath behind him, the young man pretended to be ordinary on the surface, and walked to the slope to overlook the enemy situation below without saying a word.

Mordres' army of the undead spread from the distant edge of night to the interior of the northern foothills...... It's bound to be an uphill battle.

-

As the night grew darker, the battle continued.

The undead of the sea surged up the slope like a rising tide, and the undead were tireless and fearless, and they never stopped. The Groove Front gradually became precarious, and casualties began to appear.

"In the name of Hilpedore, gentlemen, let us fight and retreat, and retreat to the next bevel position on the heights. While fighting bloodily, Jude noticed that it was the ranger named Nanks who was shouting, "It's too risky to keep going." ”

Sensible opinion, the boy in his heart deeply agreed with the man's proposal, the enemy was outnumbered, and it was indeed time for a strategic shift.

However, a stern voice mercilessly dismissed his claim:

"It's too early, defenders of the snowfall, hold on a little longer. "It's Paladin Kane, the battlefield leader of the bevel here, "Let's buy as much time as possible for the Archbishop's purification ritual." Do not be afraid, the Light is protecting us!"

Stupid guys, the defenses here are already in jeopardy, and continuing to defend them will only increase casualties and consume the last remaining living forces. Moreover, the situation of the war is changing rapidly, and at this time, they may even be wiped out here.

Sure enough, those believers are all like this, dull, ignorant, and self-proclaiming. Increasingly disgusted with the pedantry and stubbornness of the church, the teenager spontaneously retreated to the second line. He didn't have a reason to pay for someone's self-righteousness, so he might as well save some energy and recharge for future actions.

Jude's suspicions were soon confirmed, and a small number of undead who had risen from the ground appeared behind the line, and when the defenders were about to retreat, they had to deal with the obstruction of the enemy first.

"Don't panic, hold the line, quickly clear the sporadic enemy in the rear, and ensure the safety of the retreat road. Under Kane's command, the defenders of the bevel partially retreated to the rear and began to clear the undead who were blocking the retreat.

Jude put Cyrens in the scabbard again, intending to retreat to higher ground when the undead were dealt with, hoping that the defenders of the next bevel would be ready.

At this moment, the boy suddenly saw an unbelievable sight: a large number of undead creatures suddenly crawled out of the soil in front of him.

They were so numerous that they seemed unusually dense, and the undead formed a thick barrier, blocking the defenders' retreat completely.

Jude understood the situation at a glance, which meant that they were surrounded.