"Another swarm of reptiles. ”

A low, deathly voice came from the necromancer at the end of the skull, and Rhodes could hear his curses and taunts even from a distance. Presumably, guarding such a powerful artifact here alone has already faced the challenges of countless adventurers. But judging from his self-confidence, there is no doubt that those adventurers all died under his sword and spell.

It was like a wind of death blowing, and the undead skeletons in front of me suddenly became manic, like hungry wolfdogs, pounced on the intruder.

Diego's back crawled up a deformed zombie, he screamed but couldn't throw it down, the zombie bit his neck, the witch hunter screamed in pain, but fortunately, the dwarven butcher chopped off the zombie with all four limbs with a precise axe, the weapon master butcher, his battle axe accurately slashed through the zombie's body, but did not pierce the witch hunter's body for half a minute. The butcher was a master of his skills, and this time, he won the approval of the witch hunter, Diego turned his head, nodded at the dwarf in recognition and thanks, and then quickly reloaded his revolver and continued the fight.

Rhodes once again took aim at the caster behind the skeletons and zombies. As soon as the necromancer raised his hand, all the torches around the tomb burned violently. The horrific faces of these undead skeletons are reflected.

Necromancers are also human beings, they also need light to see things clearly, but compared to ordinary humans, they no longer have so many material needs, magic knowledge is their spiritual food, once they study necromancer, many necromancers are like enchanted, specialized, study, study, and learn, truly swim in the ocean of knowledge. It's like taking drugs.

The necromancer's eyes burned with rage, two red lights in the darkness, brighter and brighter. Rhodes attempted to dash through the pile of skulls and confront the caster. However, it seems that this is a cunning opponent. Knowing that there are enough of his men to pile up their opponents, there is no need to do it yourself.

Under the effect of necromancy, the entire tomb shook, and all the corpses seemed to be gradually awakening.

"He must be killed as soon as possible, or we will all die here!"

Behind him, the guide, Patrick, shouted.

"Diego!

Rhodes shouted.

The next second, the witch hunter pulled out another pistol from his arms. With two guns in unison, the screeching of Imperial firearms echoed through the deep crypts, and zombies and skeletons fell under a flurry of bullets.

A sly smile appeared on Guide Patrick's face.

After the bombardment, Rhodes held the giant Mithril battle axe in one hand and slaughtered the corpse with the dwarven butcher.

How many times this bloody battle has cultivated the greatest tacit understanding between the two, like two meat grinders, side by side, Rhodes wields a battle axe, splitting the neck of a skeleton with an axe, and the dwarven butcher grabs the handle of the axe, sweeping the lower plate of another skeleton next to him, cutting off the legs and feet of the resurrected corpse.

In his frenzy, the dwarven butcher snorted in a frenzy, and with his axe he slashed off the head of one skeletal shelf, knocking down another with his rock-hard body. Rod turned nimbly, dodged, slashed diagonally, and slashed heavily, and in less than a few minutes, more than two dozen skeletons were lying on the ground.

Until the depths of the dark crypt crawled a heavily armored skeleton......

It was a Black Knight, perhaps a high-ranking knight in his lifetime, who was resurrected by necromancy and became a necromancer or vampire's henchman. The large skeletal frame was topped by a pair of sturdy battle armor and a sharp blood sword in its hand. Rhodes doesn't know how the necromancer found him and brought him back to life. When he was alive, he was the personal knight of the owner of this tomb or something, in short, it doesn't matter. Whoever stands in his way must die, even if it is again.

"It's yours. I'm going to deal with that necromancer!"

Rod shouted.

Immediately, the giant axe that shone with lightning made a bloody path through the pile of skeletons and zombies.

When a dozen zombies were chopped to pieces, Rhodes also rushed to the wizard who resurrected the corpses. The egg hurts

The necromancer is ready for battle. He held a sharp scythe in one hand with a grim blue glow, and a shield made of white bone in the other. On top of the bone shield, there are overlapping skeletons, like the skeleton of a skeleton warrior. Underneath the bone shield, two "clean" skulls also hang. When the shield was shaken, the two skulls were slammed.

Before Rhodes could make a move, the necromancer unleashed his first move. A bone spear more than half a man tall flew at great speed, and with a whirring sound piercing the air, it shot towards Rhodes.

The Chosen One only took a slight sidestep and dodged the ranged attack. Rhodes rushed forward, one step closer to the necromancer. A zombie pounced on him, and Rhodes dodged as he grabbed his head and threw it against the wall. After the sound of broken bones was heard, Rhodes roared and charged again.

However, just as he was about to approach the necromancer, countless white bones rushed to the ground around him, forming a high wall of white bones in front of Rhodes.

At the same time, some bone spurs pierced out from behind this bone wall, almost stabbing Rod in the eye.

In desperation, Rhodes strode back.

"Coward!"

Rhodes shouted, then grabbed the axe with both hands and threw it out. Lightning encircled the Mithril Battle Axe, smashing into the wall of bones like a bombshell.

In an instant, a huge explosion sounded, and in front of my eyes, broken bones flew and splashed in all directions. At the same time, in the dust and fog that kicked up, a huge evil scythe struck his face, and it nearly sliced Rod's head.

With his innate athletic skills, Rhodes bent over and dodged the attack. At the same time, he retracted his tomahawk and pounced head-on.

The Thunder Battle Ax and the Necromancer's Battle Scythe struck together.

At this moment, Rod saw those bloody eyes clearly, staring at him with revenge, longing, and greed.

However, Rhodes quickly roared and pushed the mage back. This guy wasn't as powerful as he thought he was, at least, compared to the vampire lord before him. Once you get close, your abilities are not good at all.

Rod roared and pushed him away.

However, after the fallen necromancer only stretched out his hand, the scattered bones floated in the air again.

Strange blue flames enveloped the bones and flew towards Rhodes like a sharp arrow.

In desperation, Rhodes could only retreat, brandishing his tomahawk against these annoying bone spurs.

But a bone spur still got into his heel. Rod screamed, but just as the necromancer sneered, Rod lifted his foot and pulled out the bone spur nailed to his body. His body was healing rapidly, his fighting spirit was surging, and his frenzied fighting spirit was skyrocketing in his body.

Finally, the Black Hammer Lord roared in anger and pounced on the emaciated necromancer like a beast.

A skeletal vortex ball rose in the mage's hand and attempted to smash it at Rhodes again, however, this time Rhodes rushed in front of the mage before he could cast his spell. The Mithril Tomahawk slashes down.

Necromancers can only raise bone shields to protect their bodies.

However, in an instant, the shield of white bones that seemed to be full of magical energy was wiped out under Rhodes' savage attack, like smashed glass falling to the ground, and countless bone slag shattered from the center of the shield. The energy also formed a shockwave that crashed into the surrounding areas of the tomb hall.

Skeletal zombies wrestling witch hunters and shamans have fallen.