"This damn bastard, he desecrated the bodies of the bear warriors and defiled their glory, and should be torn to pieces!"

Suddenly, seeing his former companion staggering to his feet under the influence of the power of death, all the fur and flesh of his body had fallen off, leaving only a huge skeleton as white as jade, and the iron club weapon was still firmly grasped in his hand, Catan's body couldn't help but tremble, he had been enraged by the evil Lord of Death!

As Catan's anger continued to rise in his heart, his eyes began to redden, and the muscles of his body swelled up again. Noticing Catan's abnormality from afar, the old patriarch shouted badly: "It's bad, Catan has fallen into a state of madness!"

"Dear King Pritz, now that Catan has gone berserk, the bears warriors cannot do without commanders, and I must lead those children to victory over the enemy. But I'm old after all, and if anything happens to me, please save Katan, who is already the only hope for the bear clan!" said the old patriarch to Leo with a pleading expression.

Looking at the old patriarch's bowed appearance, Leo's heart swelled with a slight sense of guilt. After all, this was what he ordered the bear clan to fight, and now that the bear clan is in danger, he naturally will not stand idly by, after all, the bear clan is already under his command.

"Old patriarch, please rest assured, I naturally won't sit idly by, these undead creatures are too much trouble, do you really think I can't do anything about them?"

As the old patriarch rushed towards the battlefield, Leo sank his mind into the Arena of the Gods, he wanted to find an army that could kill these undead and teach these damned undead a good lesson.

In the vast arena summoning legions, Leo first focused on those mythical troops, whether it was the Chinese Heavenly Soldiers, Yellow Turban Warriors, or foreign paladins, holy warriors, or some strange legion troops, there is no doubt that there is a characteristic that is expensive, surprisingly expensive.

For example, the summoning of a Yellow Turban Lux costs 1,000 Divine Pleasure Points, and an integrated Yellow Turban Lux Legion requires at least 500 people, which is 500,000 Divine Pleasure Points.

However, just as Leo kept searching, a slightly strange statue came into his sight, and after seeing this statue, Leo couldn't help but think of Immorton's big bald head, this statue is too related to Immorton.

The legion of Anubis, the god of the dead, is the wolf-headed monster in the mummy movie who wields a giant crescent shovel - the god sent Anubai. The summoning price of each god difference is 200 gods, and each thousand is only one summoning unit, which is 200,000 pleasure points, which is exactly the sum of all the gods that Leo has accumulated.

Leo looked at the only mythical army that he could summon, and thought in his heart that it was also a good deal, although the strength of each god was not strong, and they would even be killed by those tomb guards in the movie, but they also had their own advantages.

The biggest characteristic of the Anubis Legion is that it is composed of yellow sand, as long as the head is not broken, then it will never die, and when they reach a height of three meters, how can they easily be smashed on the head? And if combined with Immorton's Hades divine power, they can even be resurrected again, so that they can truly achieve immortality.

Alas, it's a pity that Immorton wasn't sent this time, otherwise, those undead wouldn't be Immorton's opponents. Leo regretted it slightly in his heart, it seemed that he still didn't know how to make good use of people, and there were still some mistakes in dealing with it, but now these immortal gods are more suitable for the undead.

Leo was not a hesitant person, and since he was already optimistic, he immediately exchanged all the Divine Pleasure Points for an Anubis legion. When a gust of black wind suddenly blew through the battlefield and the black wind disappeared, the tall monsters with a thousand wolf heads and human bodies that appeared in the center of the battlefield made both sides of the battle stunned.

"Roar!" Anubai, a god with a golden ring on his head, roared in the Anubis Legion, pointing at the Stitchers and Wraiths who were fighting the bear-man warriors, and the black-covered crescent blades attacked the Stitchers without saying a word.

With the Anubis Legion behind the Stitchers, the bloated Stitchers had no time to turn around before a sharp crescent shovel landed on them.

In addition to the two strong arms, the Stitch Monster also has many corpse arms, these normal people's standard arms appear a little small on the huge body of the Stitch Monster, but the weapons in their hands are impossible to underestimate. It's a pity that there are too many gods to besiege the stitching monster, and every blow of the sharp crescent shovel will shovel off an arm, as if slimming down the stitching monster, and it doesn't take a few strokes for the stitching monster's arm to be cut off, and all the arms around the body are cleaned up, except for the huge body, there is no longer any threat.

These Anubis gods are quite fast, and after each time they kill a stitching monster, the anti-joint wolf leg flicks to the other stitching monster and jumps next to the other stitching monster, and continues to slim down the stitching monster in the same way. Although its body was much larger than those of the gods, the stitching monster's clumsy attacks couldn't hit the gods who were circling around it.

After one stitch after another, the spirits couldn't stay. Without the cover of the Stitching Monsters, they will be completely exposed to the divine magic of the Sun Priest, and the fate of the time can be imagined.

"Ahh

As the banshees of the Ghost Lord Antana howled, a large number of ghosts flew towards the Anubis Legion, hoping to take the opportunity to take out these black wolf-headed monsters. It's a pity that this time, the ghost's tried and tested claw sneak attack was useless. Those bodies made of yellow sand were not afraid of any attack at all, and even if they were scattered, they would regroup anyway.

But the subsequent attacks of the gods made the ghosts suffer. The crescent moon shovel in the hand of the god Anubis is attached to the divine power of Anubis, who was once the lord of the underworld and the god of the dead in Egyptian mythology, and is the nemesis of pure undead creatures such as ghosts.