This time the undead killer did not turn into a huge fairy phantom like last time, after a pale white skirt flickered in the air, a little white streamer was like a firefly to connect into a beautiful bond, that link turned into two spirals around each other, and began to chase the wraiths flying in the air at a very fast speed, each time they caught one, a little fist-sized fluorescence separated from the link and entered the wraith's body, and then I saw the hideous and distorted fuzzy face of the wraith gradually become serene, and the gray body then turned into nothingness in the air。

"No!"

After a dozen or so high-level ghosts disappeared, the streamer bond formed by the undead slayer began to chase after the low-level ghosts and killed a dozen more in an instant, and Chama in the distance suddenly let out a sharp roar.

Dead air rolled over her with screams, and as she changed, the ghosts of the chaotic battle in the air quickly gathered in the middle, eventually converging into the same huge shadow as before.

It's just that it looks a little lighter than the heavy resentment and death that it looked like at the beginning, the eyes are a little blurred, and the shape is a little smaller.

"Soul Gathering Thaumaturgy!"

An ancient magic scroll appeared in Chama's hand, and with her voice, the earth element in the air began to change violently, and a circle of green light with a thick dead aura appeared around the huge shadow and was quickly contained and absorbed, and as the magic light kept flickering, the shadow also returned to its original appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Go ahead. ”

Lear stretched out his hand to the gray shadow that was rolling and wriggling in the air, and the remaining fluorescence instantly turned into a huge lightsaber, stabbing into the gray shadow.

The completely incompatible light and death produced a strong repulsion in the air, but it did not occur as violently as Lear expected, and the effect of the thaumaturgy was quickly neutralized, and the holy light of the undead killer also died little by little in the battle.

Like a thousand years of ice meets magma.

After a few seconds, only a faint remnant of magical power could be felt in the air, and the shadow became even more blurry than it had been before the healing effects of the Gathering Thaumaturgy.

But it hasn't gone away yet.

"I'm going to kill you!

Chama screamed, the rotten air pouring down her throat, the sound of her broken body harsh and hideous.

She paid a huge price to collect these ghosts and ghosts, so much so that she now has no more resources to expand her territory and improve her strength, and she didn't expect to lose more than half of it in the first place in such a battle, which makes her not resentful of Lear.

A black light rushed from Chema's hand into the shadow, which was mixed with a hint of her own soul aura, and the shadow in the air, which had fallen silent under the influence of this black light, writhed violently again.

With a roar that pierced the eardrums, a huge ghost appeared above everyone's heads, its black hole ethereal eye sockets containing resentment that was too thick to dissolve, and as soon as it took shape, it swung its equally ethereal claws and lunged towards everyone.

At the same time, the sound of galloping horses' hooves could be heard in the distance.

Stronk was unable to suppress his fear of Chama and led the remnants of his zombie team to the rescue.

The fused ghost was more than five meters long, and its body shape was more and more terrifying when it was floating in the air, Haag's height of more than two meters looked like a child in front of it, and the rich death aura that lingered on the ghost's body made every blow of it carry a dizzying and disgusting aura.

"Bless Ivo's spell!"

As soon as Lear shouted, Adela understood what he meant, and the Wood Elves began to move rapidly after receiving both the Holy Spirit Blessing and the Hundred Shots magic buff.

Lear had to destroy the giant ghost first, so he couldn't let Thuma interfere with his spell casting, and Ivo was the only candidate on the field who had this ability without much cost.

After all, if it was only compared to the casting speed, none of them in this land would have the advantage that Chama had, let alone another Death Knight Stronk.

The orcs began to disperse after Ivo's pace, and after sensing Lear's intentions, Stronk immediately summoned dozens of more skeleton warriors, and together with the remaining zombies, tightly surrounded Zama - the ghouls he led were too slow, and there were not enough after Lear's original massacre, and there was no better choice than to be a meat shield, but he himself pulled out the hammer on his back as soon as possible.

As a third-level death knight, his personal combat power is also not to be underestimated.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp arrow pierced through the heads of the two zombies without hindrance, and the blade blessed with the holy light instantly created two paralyzed rotting corpses.

The fight never stopped, just a yawn.

"Raging Thunder Elf, with the power of rage, burn the evil in front of me!" "Thunderbolt Lightning!"

"The spirit of graceful water turns into an extremely cold blade and tears apart the filth of this world!"

As Lear and Adela chanted incantations together, a thick white lightning bolt suddenly slashed above the giant ghost's head, and the huge magical power of the thunder and fury split the ghost's illusory body backwards, and the shadowed body turned blurred after a strong shake, but before it could make the next move, Adela's thunderbolt ice arrived again.

The thigh-thick icicles exploded directly after encountering the ghost's body, although it could defend against most physical attacks, but the ghost seemed to be surprisingly low in terms of magic resistance, and after the cold air invaded the ghost's body, the shadow and death on its body became even weaker.

A cloud of green light once again enveloped the body of the giant ghost, and Chama hid behind the zombie horde of Stronk with a sinister face, and once again cast the spirit gathering thaumaturgy for the ghost, with the magic scroll, she didn't need any spells, and with the endless breath of death on this piece of decay, this was completely her home turf.

"Ivo!"

Lear was a little dissatisfied, but a little helpless when he turned his head to look.

The Wood Elves had already worked hard, including the orcs behind him, and the arrows and hatchets were pouring down on the ghouls as if they didn't need any money, but the skeletons and zombies kept waving their weapons, and they were always able to shoot down some distant attacks, especially the thick black aura that rolled over Stronk's body, and he alone blocked most of Ivo's attacks.

And Chema was far behind the ghouls, and Ivo's arrows couldn't lock onto her body.

Lear frowned deeply at the undead wizard's obnoxious ugly face, becoming more and more aware of his inadequacy through these two battles with Merika and Chema.

He has always relied on his own ability to fight, and it was not obvious in the previous skirmishes, when facing these slightly stronger opponents, the endless magic scrolls of the enemy can immediately make him fall into passivity, and the magic arrows that initially supported him to eat all over the sky have long lost their meaning in this level of battle.

It's time to change the way you fight.

"Leave the ghost alone, let the warriors hold it down and get rid of the wizard first. ”

Lear said to Adra, and began to chant the incantation quickly.

Several intermediate spells in a row made him a little tired, but the more this happened, the more he could exercise his mental strength, and when a huge fire appeared in Lear's hand again, Chama, who was hiding behind the corpse, widened his eyes in shock.

Although she has an absolute home advantage, whether it is a necromancer or a mage, there is a price to pay when invoking the elemental power of this world, and two consecutive Soul Gathering Thaumaturgy and Death Ripple are not a small burden for Chama, even if she has mastered the rudimentary earth magic and the Rotten Land, which makes her consume less when casting spells.

But what she couldn't understand was that Lear had obviously cast more spells and more burdens than her, why there was still so much magic power to cast large-scale lethal spells at this moment.

"Burst fireballs. ”

Lear was obviously not going to answer her question.

A flame more than two meters in diameter and burning violently rushed straight into the crowded group of ghouls, and although Chama immediately applied a light body spell to herself and quickly retreated, the surging scorching shockwave and fire wave still knocked her body out of the air.

"Boom!"

Broken bones splattered.

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