The scorching dragon's breath didn't end when it was launched like a fireball, its tail was connected to Moriel's dragon teeth, like a monstrous fire python, and under her control, it instantly swept the entire forest in front of it.

The mud evaporated, the ground cracked, and together with the few unicorns struggling in the mud and the green meadows, the place ravaged by the fire python instantly took on a charred and withered color.

At the same time, there was a roar of rage in the sky, and then a dozen similar flame dragon breaths swept wildly over the bodies of the forest guards, and the burning branches of the vines fell, accompanied by the crackling sound of burning wood, and the sky above this small forest was suddenly enveloped by a strong and pungent smell of sulfur.

The wind began to blow in the forest.

There were no clouds gathering and no thunder, and a sudden rainstorm suddenly shook the whole forest.

Of course, the trees that had been ignited by the sulfur dragon's breath gradually quieted down, and several purple shadows appeared at the edge of the forest and looked at Sandru and the others with extremely strong hostility.

In front of them, the unicorns, dispersed by the dragon's breath, began to gather again, and the forest behind them shook even more violently, and with a deafening roar and the shaking of the ground, it seemed as if a large group of monsters were rushing from the green depths.

"You didn't tell me that the guardians of the Enchanted Forest are the three purple dragons. The dragon incarnated by Moriel hovered in the air and said coldly to Sandru.

"I never said it was one. Sandru was unimpressed by her questioning. "Don't worry, I'm the only one who is more troublesome in the number of purple dragons, and you and your people are not affected by magic. ”

"Humph!"

Morriel turned away from arguing with Sandru, but she didn't order the other dark dragons to attack, and while she wasn't afraid of magic, she wasn't arrogant enough to treat her enemies like guinea pigs, after all, they were three legendary dragons.

And as long as it is a dragon, there is no flesh that is not strong, and she does not want to let the rare dark dragon take risks until she fully understands the enemy's abilities, not to mention that the dozens of sacred unicorns and the large number of forest guards who are rushing are not decorations.

In front of Sandru, three purple dragons, one size smaller than the size of ordinary green dragons, stood in a triangle behind the unicorn herd, their almost transparent saucer wings covered with dazzling magical patterns, and their purple skin showed beautiful flares under the caress of the sun.

Their heads do not have horns like ordinary dragons, but rather antennae like insects, and at the top, two golden balls sway gently like two beautiful pearls.

Those big eyes full of spirit were as perfect as God's creations even in the aesthetic of a necromancer, but there was no expression on Sandru's face when he looked at them.

In contrast, he would have preferred to admire the beautiful corpse.

A few obscure, muffled notes drifted out of Sandru's mouth, and then the Moriel-scorched ground began to take on strange changes.

The sacred unicorns, some of which had not yet been completely burned, still had their flesh and tendons hanging from their skeletons, but at this time they all let out a roar similar to that of hyenas competing for food, and then struggled to get up from the already dry and cracked earth, and staggered towards the purple dragon in it.

At the beginning, probably because they didn't get used to their new bodies too much, the speed of the corpse beasts was very slow, and even one of them fell to the ground as they walked, but their speed became faster and faster as they looked at each other.

Ten steps later, the purple dragons that rushed towards them turned into several gray lights that emitted a thick corpse aura, even faster than when they were alive.

"Necropsy!"

Moriel's heart sank, and his awareness of Sandru's danger instantly increased several levels.

You must know that this kind of witchcraft has been lost after the War of the Elders thousands of years ago, and most of the current necromancers use the spiritualism synthesized by Arthas, the king of the necromancy, from ancient texts six hundred years ago, and can only rely on secret methods to turn the fallen soldiers into skeletons or zombies after the war.

I've heard that if you collect all the three holy artifacts left by Arthas to form the Cloak of the Ghost King, you can even summon a lich, but no one can do such a thing as directly controlling the corpse.

This is also the reason why although the continent now hates necromancers, no country has really gathered a large army to exterminate Tiga - no one regards them as a source of disaster that can threaten the entire continent, at most it is an evil country like Nigon and Off.

However, she saw that Sandru's hand corpse control technique just now was by no means like a jerky beginner, although she didn't know where the other party got this lost evil art, but this did not prevent her from raising her vigilance against Sandru directly to the top.

On the other hand, she was even more confident that Sandru would actually be able to create a lich dragon.

A huge ice arrow directly nailed the corpse beast led by it deep into the ground along with the skull, even so, it dragged half of its fleshy limbs still kicked and struggled in the air, and the strong force even dug out a large pit with a diameter of one meter in the soil under it, as if it was going to use up the last resentment in its body until the end of death.

However, the remaining five corpse beasts did not stop at any point because of what happened to their companions, they jumped high and jumped over the unicorn group in front of the purple dragon after galloping for more than ten steps, and then fiercely pushed towards the purple dragon's body with the sharp horns that had already shown a dead gray on the top of their heads.

"Z!!" A blue power grid suddenly appeared in the air as the corpse beasts charged, and the next second, these monsters with only endless black holes left in their eyes slammed into it.

The electric light exploded miserably, like a lit firework, and the air once again filled the air with a scorching smell, and as the skeletons of those corpse beasts fell to the ground, more than a dozen wind blades were also slashed to the ground.

The bone meal was scattered with the smoke, and this time, they were dead and could not die again.

"I need more corpses. ”

For a few corpse beasts to be completely wiped out in one round, Drew is not the slightest bit tired, if a few corpse beasts can solve the purple dragon, he will not need to join forces with Moriel to enter the enchanted forest.

Morrill glanced at him, then nodded to Gonzas, who had been hovering in the sky.

A whole dark sky began to fall, and with a deafening roar and a strong, pungent smell of sulfur, a dozen dark dragons rushed towards the three purple dragons on the edge.

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