Every elite skeleton under his command was smashed to pieces by Modo, and the heart of the Great Lich Trot twitched faintly, these elite-level subordinates were the foundation he had accumulated over the years, and they were also the cornerstone of his ability to ensure his position in the organization. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But apart from using the vicious language he could know in his heart, madly cursing this tough and unseelike little dwarf, and cursing the big ship with the function of destroying evil made by those elves, he didn't have much effective means.

The creator is fair, and in addition to giving these lich powerful undead troops the ability to create and control them, they also make their own physical fitness and attack ability far lower than that of the same level of legal professions, which can be regarded as the worst combat effectiveness among the legal professions.

After comparing the limited damage that his spells could inflict on the little gnomes with the danger of being close to the warband, in the end, the Great Lich Thort made a wise choice to stay where he was.

Although as long as he doesn't directly break the life box he stored in the headquarters, even if the main body is killed, he can still be reborn with the life box, but he can't afford to halve the price of his strength at all.

Old Toth pinned all his hopes on the little dwarf's physical strength to be consumed as soon as possible, and he gritted his teeth and swore that if this pesky dwarf fell into his hands, he would eat it for a year, during which time the little dwarf would be tortured in unimaginable ways.

Just as the Great Lich Thoth was in high anticipation and intense heartache, the time gradually passed, but after more than an hour, Old Thoth's elite skeleton had been smashed in half, which also meant that the strength in his hands was forcibly reduced by a quarter.

The little dwarf is still fighting, counting the first time, the little dwarf has been fighting with high intensity for more than two hours, although his breathing is a little short, but the movements in his hands have not slowed down and lost his shape in the slightest.

Old Toth is really a little untenable, according to this state of development, even if he finally defeats this little dwarf, he can't hold back his appetite and not eat him, and then start the black warrior transformation ritual and make him his own powerful thug, it is still very much worth the loss.

The other party's black dragon mount is still asleep so far, but just by looking at the size, he knows that the combat power is good, and thinking of the consequences of defeat, even if the body on his body has long lost his senses, Old Tot can't help but shudder from his soul.

"It seems that there is no way to swallow this tender and delicious little dwarf alone?" With a strong unwillingness, Old Dott blew the secret bone whistle for help.

The shriveled chest rose and fell sharply, and Old Toth exerted a lot of strength to blow this bone whistle, and the hideous bone whistle did not make a sound, but the invisible and extremely thin shadow ripples in the air began to spread rapidly to all directions, and they could be transmitted more than ten miles away in the blink of an eye.

When Old Toth put down the secret bone whistle in his hand, he found that in the short time he blew the whistle, it was nearly a hundred elite skeletons that were completely reimbursed, and he finally gritted his teeth and ordered the undead creatures under the water to start pushing the warship, carefully approaching the elven sea ship.

In order to snatch some essence points from this little dwarf, Old Toth was also out of the way, but just as the ship he was on had just docked the elf's big ship, the fat black dragon that seemed to be unable to wake up even if thunder could not wake up suddenly rose from the ground.

"Not good!" Old Toth, who didn't feel good, turned around and ran towards the cabin, but unfortunately his weak body made his speed slow down a lot, and then a black dragon's breath that fell from the sky completely enveloped him.

The fat dragon probably woke up after two hours of fighting, but he continued to pretend to be asleep after receiving Modo's mental information in advance, and then finally waited until the great lich approached this side without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and he seized the opportunity to burn the increased amount of dragon breath directly into slag.

After losing the commander of the Grand Lich Thoth, these skeleton sailors were like puppets that had lost control, and the ghostly fire in their eye sockets dimmed, and then automatically disintegrated into scattered bone pieces and fell to the ground.

Modo looked around, and there was not a single decent trophy except for the scum of bones and tattered weapons all over the ground, and even where the great lich Thorth had been standing, there was nothing but a pile of charred scum, and nothing else.

"Hell, poor ghost. While Modo muttered in his mouth, he jumped on the back of the fat dragon on tiptoe, and after a little reluctant to take one last look at the elf sea ship that had to give up, he motioned for the fat dragon to leave here quickly.

After the Great Lich Thort and his men were eliminated, the uneasiness in Modo's heart became even stronger, and Modo, who had already found the route map, didn't want anything to happen again, so it was better to return to the Iron Collar safely.

Soon after Modo left, the sky was densely packed with an army of undead flying over the elven ship, led by a ghost dragon that was forty meters long.

This ghost dragon with a size that can catch up with the fat dragon Xiao Hei, all composed of crystal white bones, the magic is that it has no flesh and blood, waving its leaky wings not only to fly, but also quite fast.

This kind of famous undead clan's top combat power, although it does not have the dragon breath that the dragon clan was proud of in life, but with a solid body without pain, the hand-to-hand combat ability is a little stronger than in life, if you must find out the disadvantages of ghost dragons, then it is necessary to create them with a complete dragon skeleton.

In the densest part of the vertebrae on the back of the ghost dragon, there was also a tall and thin lich, and the only difference from old Toth was probably that he had a few nice magic ornaments on his body.

In this flying army, in addition to the ghost dragon led by the leader, there are more than a dozen undead bipedal wyverns, thousands of gargoyles, just looking at the number and the number of skeleton sailors in the Great Lich Thoth tens of thousands is simply not the same level, but in terms of actual combat effectiveness, it is completely easy to defeat the seemingly huge army of Old Thoth.

"Waste, I said that Trot is the most rubbish of the Forsaken Council, and sure enough, not only is his army dead, but he has also been killed once, but whoever dares to murder a member of the Forsaken Council, I, Gonser, will definitely make him pay a heavy price. The lich on the ghost dragon muttered to himself.

Then, after lowering the flight altitude of the ghost dragon, he began to shake his nose, distinguishing the residual breath of the living in the air, but after a short time, he found the direction where Modo rode the fat dragon away.

So he decisively led his flying army and accelerated his speed to catch up.