Like light magic, fire magic also has a huge lethal effect on ghouls, the phosphorus powder attached to the bones and the incomplete decay of the body after being contaminated with the magic flames quickly burned, just a moment, the ghouls who were crowded into a ball to resist the long-range attacks of the orcs and Ivo turned into a sea of fire, although they were fearless and unconscious, but after the blazing flames burned the skeleton supporting the body, those ghouls fell into the fire one after another.

Completely exposed the Chema and Stronk who were hiding behind them to the shooters.

"No!"

Tsuma struggled to get up from the ground and began to cast spells, layers of green light flashed on the ghouls, and the unburned corpses writhed to get up from the ground, but before they could fully regain consciousness, they quickly turned into pieces of shredded corpses and flesh under the attack of the orcs' short axes.

Seeing that it was impossible for Chama to pull out a new magic scroll, a burst of dead air turned into black mist and seeped into the ground from the scroll, and after a short delay, hundreds of ghouls crawled out of the bulging earth bag, whether it was a necromancer or a death knight, the endless necromantic army was their biggest reliance and regular means of combat.

It's just that after this spell casting, Chama's already pale face added a few wisps of cyan, and the ghouls she summoned were only numerous, and they were no different from the ones that Stronk summoned at the beginning.

Obviously, her magic is running out as well.

Lear in the distance also shook his body after casting the explosive fireball, and Adela beside him quickly supported him, but the female mage was not much better than him, and after seeing this scene, a cruel smile appeared on Chama's face.

Now everyone has no magic power, but she still has Stronk and the giant ghost and hundreds of ghouls, and her mana recovery speed in this land must be much faster than Lear's, as long as this group of ghouls can hold off the orcs for her for a while, and when she recovers the ability to cast a spell with only one death ripple, it will be the death of these people in front of her.

A feathered arrow screamed and shot at Chema's head, it was Ivo, who had a very high fighting talent, and he obviously felt that the balance of battle was tilting in favor of the bad side, and it was undoubtedly the best choice to kill Chema directly in this case.

"Ding!" and Stronk's hammer slammed into Ivo's arrows, and he stood sideways in front of Chema with two broken arrows at his feet.

"Get out of here!"

Hag roared, and the tomahawk in his hand swept towards the ghost's huge body, but the ghost only shook slightly, and Haag's axe blade only slashed a small line of dead air, and then the ghost roared and pounced on Hag.

Mrak and Guina respectively met the ghost's illusory claws, their blades were not only wrapped in fighting energy, but also a layer of holy light applied by Adela for them, the two long swords slashed at the ghost's waist one left and one right, but after the ghost screamed, the body that had originally expanded and spread suddenly contracted violently and then fled violently, narrowly avoiding the blades of Mrak and Guina, but the extended part of the fighting qi still scraped the ghost's tail.

After two terrible screams, the color of the giant ghost's body faded slightly—no matter how large it was, it was still a collection of dozens of ghosts, and with each damage, its strength would also weaken.

In the face of three warriors who can inflict real damage on it, the huge body has become the ghost's biggest weakness, except for disturbing the warriors through a sharp howl, the ghost has no effective means of attack - if it dares to get close, it will face two long swords and an axe at the same time, and these weapons have a terrifying holy light on them, and if it does not get close, it can only be slashed by a few warriors with a sword and an axe without the power to fight back.

The thick resentment rolled over the ghost more and more violently, but the dead thing that lacked intelligence couldn't think of a better way after all, and Chama was now trying to absorb the dead energy around it to restore its magic, and there was no time to direct it into battle.

"Die!"

Haag lunged forward again in a rage, his axe-armed mid-the-middle weapon dancing into a silver whirlwind, his left foot slamming into the ground and leaping into the air, slashing at the ghost's head with both axes.

"Squeak!"

The ghost shrank in a terrible scream, and it turned into a thick gray shadow that dodged Haag's axe blade before lunging at the orcs, the remnants of its instincts telling it that it would be in great danger if it stayed any longer, and that the orcs with short axes in the distance would be much easier to deal with.

But Ivo disagrees with him on this point.

Seeing the ghost flying towards this direction, the wood elf immediately turned the arrow, and there was no need to aim at all, and when the arrow pointed at the ghost's huge body, his fingers were steadily released, and the three silver feather arrows roared across a distance of nearly 100 meters, and penetrated the ghost's chest without hindrance.

His arrows were also blessed with holy light, all three.

But the ghost still pounced on the orcs, and although its body color had faded again after Ivo's three arrows, it soon tore a cloud of ash from the body of the first orc it had struck down.

That's the soul of an orc warrior.

With the replenishment of fresh souls, the ghost looked a little better, and when it tasted the sweetness, it immediately pounced on the second warrior, and the orcs next to it threw their short axes at its ethereal body in horror, but without exception, they all penetrated through it, and even accidentally injured its companions around it.

Obviously, ordinary attacks without the blessings of the Holy Light and the power of the bloodline have no effect on it.

"Cut your palm! Attack it with blood!"

Thinking of something, Lear shouted at the orcs, and the warriors did not hesitate to cut their bodies, and when the blade of the axe, stained with the blood of the orcs, struck the body of the giant ghost again, it suddenly let out a terrible cry and fled into the air.

Fortunately, it worked, Lear exhaled deeply, because he just suddenly remembered that the blood of the orcs may contain a trace of demonic power, strictly speaking, the devils in hell were their true ancestors a long time ago, and those bloodlines and curses with the temperature of underground magma are more evil than the undead, and it is only natural that the spirits that can harm the ghosts are as it should be.

Seeing that their attacks were effective, the orcs lifted their spirits, changed their previous momentum of being oppressed and aggrieved and helpless, and chased the ghost's body with the short axe in their hands like revenge, and that guy could only shrink himself into a small mass and flee in the air in a hurry, which was no longer enough to be a powerful threat.

In that case, it's the necromancer's turn.

Only at this time, Chama stood up from behind the ghouls again, and a strange green light kept shining in her hands.

She's got her magic back!

The thick dead qi gathered together through the green light, which in turn became brighter and more evil because of the condensation of the dead air, until it became the size of a human head, and Chema pushed it out violently.

"Death Ripple!"

A small cloud of rapidly diffusing and rotating green light appeared in front of everyone, including Lear, just like the undead killer that Lear once cast, the magic attached to the dead gas became as evil as the undead, they automatically locked all the living creatures on the field, and after the violent rotation, a little red light burst in the middle of the whirlpool, and it only took a second or two from the time Chama launched the green light to the death ripple explosion, and many people didn't even have time to dodge.

Lear spurted a mouthful of blood and fell backwards, the most dangerous of all on the field, and unsurprisingly, Chema took extra care of him - there were three whirlpools exploding in front of him, and they were all the largest.

He hasn't recovered his magic yet, and his protective ability is also the weakest on the field.

Stronk watched this scene from afar, a strange emotion flashing in his eyes.

After falling to the ground, a mixture of cyan and black deaths quickly crawled over Lear's naked, exposed skin, and the back of his hands, neck, and face were covered in layers of dark green moss.

Judging by Lear's frowning brow and hideous expression, he was in great pain right now.

But after a few seconds, he opened his bloodshot eyes.

"With the wrath of thunder, eradicate the evil spirits of the world, tear apart all filth, destroy all evil, arrogant thunder spirits, feel my unforgivable will!" "Thunderbolt lightning!"

He was half-lying on the ground and propped himself up on his elbows, then pointed one hand at the necromancer behind the ghoul.

"Impossible!"

Chema screamed in horror, she couldn't believe that Lear could still stand up and still have the magic to continue casting spells.

"Boom!"

The current is agitated, and the white light is shining.

Chama lay on the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, her body was charred black and even her thighs and waist were exposed with black bones and spine, and she would not die even if she was exposed to such a strong thunder light, which showed that she was indeed extraordinary.

"Ahem... Cough... Stronk... Take me away!"

After coughing up two mouthfuls of black blood again, Tsuma made a weak cry for help to Stok, she had to rush back to the cemetery as soon as possible, and if she could enter the Lich Tomb in the first place, then she might still be saved.

"Yes, my lord. ”

Stronk walked past the bustling ghouls to Chema, his corrupt left hand stroking Chema's charred head, and an ugly smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"I'll send you on your way, ma'am. ”

He raised the hammer in his hand and slammed it down on Charma's head.

"Bang!"

The sound of a watermelon shattering.

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