"No!" a loud roar came from the mouth of the god of death in the sky, rolling like thunder, but it was completely drowned out by the huge roar of the meteorite's fall. It's a pity that even if the god of death is angry, under the joint attack of many exotic gods, he can't spare his hands to deal with things on the ground.

Equally desperate as the god of death was Pope Juan, who escaped in time using a teleportation spell when the opportunity was bad, and he watched the elite of the sect that he had carefully cultivated for nearly a hundred years all fall with the fall of a meteorite, and this heartache was indescribable.

"King Pritz, you!you!s!should!s!!

Once again, the Death Lord Gascoll, who pretended to be dead and hid in the pile of bones, saw the whole process of the meteorite falling from the sky with his own eyes, and the shocking bombardment and huge power made this bone lord who was the best at pretending to be dead stupid, if it weren't for the fact that it had no flesh and blood body for a long time, I am afraid it would have been scared to pee.

"Perverted, it's so perverted!" is what Gaskol said about Leo, the King of Pritz. From the repeated failures of the Gray Bone Sect, it can be seen that the heritage of the Pritz Kingdom is far beyond the imagination of the Gray Bone Sect.

Fierce burly bear warriors, a large number of sun priests, the equally undead Anubis Legion, and even a great mage who can summon meteorites using forbidden spells. I have to say that this King of Pritz is really too insidious, if he shows such strength from the beginning, I am afraid that the Gray Bone Sect will weigh whether it can afford to provoke him. But King Pritz gradually increased his forces little by little, luring the Gray Bone Sect to constantly see the hope of victory in the fierce battle, and kept investing his strength until it was completely wiped out when the total was launched, and he was no longer powerless to struggle.

The huge army of the undead, the Gray Bone Sect with countless high-level undead creatures was slowly drained of blood, and finally harvested, and it was simply played by King Pritz. Gascoll's heart complained about the meanness and shamelessness of the Pritz side, but the soul fire in its eyes was also flickering, and it was obvious that he was also thinking about whether Pritz would be taken prisoner, and whether he should fight to join the Pritz king.

If it had been a normal time, Gasko would have surrendered a long time ago, but with the experience of Antana, the lord of ghosts just now, now Gasko is a little undecided, in case King Pritz does not leave prisoners and resolutely wants to completely destroy all the undead, then taking the initiative to go out is to fall into the net.

While Gascoll was struggling, the vampire Count Nicholas, who had already fled the battlefield, was both happy and frightened. Thankfully, the vampire judged the situation in time, ignored Pope Juan's orders, and quietly left the battlefield at the risk of disobedience, and it was clear that this step was the right one, even if he was a little late, he was afraid that he would be swept up in the catastrophe of meteorites.

But to Count Nicholas's horror, such a huge meteorite from the sky made the god of death also pay attention to the battle on the ground, and the anger from the rolling thunder made Count Nicholas's mind empty, and the intense fear caused by going against the will of the god of death completely dominated his body.

"O my God, and so am I...... I'm here for ......," Count Nicholas trembled and looked up to the gods in the sky to explain something, but his lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't argue.

The guilt of disobeying the oracle and escaping from the battle and being seen by the god of death completely crushed Count Nicholas, and his deep despair pushed his thoughts to the other extreme: since he could no longer live forever in the arms of the god of death, it was better to simply take refuge in the foreign gods, and perhaps he could be blessed by the foreign gods to continue his eternal life.

Once such a thought was generated, it was like taking root in Count Nicholas's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible Count Nicholas's eyes became brighter and brighter when he looked at Pritz's side.

Pope Juan, who had just escaped, looked sadly at the battlefield that was still full of countless undead creatures, and a huge meteorite smashed the entire battlefield into a huge crater, and puffs of green smoke continued to rise around the pit, and a thick scorched smell filled the entire battlefield.

Under such the power of heaven and earth, no matter how strong the necromancers of the Gray Bone Sect were, it would be useless, and the undead creatures were not truly immortal after all, and they would die when they exceeded their capacity.

Even Pope Juan himself knew that if it weren't for the Gray Bone Sect's Suppression Sect's artifact: the White Bone Altar, which could achieve magical effects such as teleportation and teleportation through sacrifice, he would probably not be spared at all.

"Fooled!" was the thought that came to Pope Juan's mind.

Magic of this scale can already be said to be at the level of forbidden spells, not to mention Pope Juan, even if it is combined with the joint efforts of the old immortal San Francesco of the Church of Light, it may not be able to complete such magic. The Pritzians must have prepared a large war circle here a long time ago, deliberately luring the army of the undead into their trap step by step, and using meteorites to destroy them in one fell swoop when all the high-level forces of the Gray Bone Sect entered the predetermined area together.

Pope Juan suddenly felt a strong sense of remorse and depression in his heart, it is no secret that the magicians under King Pritz can cast the magic of meteorites falling from the sky, it has been used as early as the southern invasion of the orcs, when even the army of millions of orcs was repulsed, how could he be so careless to fall into the hands of King Pritz again?

"King Pritz, you have ruined my sect, you have ruined everything I have, I want you to pay with blood! I want you to live forever!" Pope Juan glared at Leo on the other side of the battlefield with resentment, and viciously swore his curse oath,

With that, Pope Juan once again used the Bone Altar to teleport himself. With the current situation on the battlefield, Pope Juan is already alone, and there is no way to compete with the still strong Pritz statues, and for the evil side, it is not a shame to temporarily avoid in front of a strong opponent, but it is a good practice to be able to see the opportunity to save his life, and those reckless guys have long been burned at the stake of the Church of Light.