The roar of the druids could be heard in the distance, apparently they had already taken a look back and then at Buzureano beside them. Buzzurellano always looked ahead faintly, as if he couldn't hear anything. Those who are in a high position and do great things must not only be ruthless to the enemy, but also sometimes ruthless to their own people, and even ruthless to themselves.

The galloping horses seemed to sense something, and slowed down their pace with a restless neigh, and a group of zombies walked or crawled in the woods on both sides of the front, slowly stopping on the grass, and a pair of blank and empty eyes were not focused, only looking straight ahead.

An Fei raised his eyebrows, he had already sensed the dead air in the woods, there was no reason why Buzureano couldn't sense it, as a deputy, he couldn't do anything now, he could only wait for Buzureano to make the first move.

"It's a little quirky. Buzureano looked up at the setting sun and whispered, "You stay!" After saying that, Buzureano jumped out of the carriage without any acceleration, and rushed through the carriage in the blink of an eye, stabbing straight towards the group of zombies in the way.

When Suzanne gallops with all her might, it looks like a comet, and the fighting spirit will leave a trail like a comet's tail behind Susanna, and Buzureano sprints like a fierce beast, although his size is much worse than that of the giant beast, but his momentum is better than seven points, and with every step, a cloud of sand like fireworks will burst out from under his feet, straight through dozens of meters away before falling on the grass, and the crushed grass also spews up like a spring, An Fei knows that it is completely caused by trampling on the grass with strong force.

Just when Buzureano was less than twenty meters from the zombies. He jumped suddenly. A giant bear composed of light mist appeared behind Buzureano, and at the same time as Buzureano hit the ground, the giant bear also slammed its palm into the ground. An invisible and violent shock wave swept by, and the group of zombies on the opposite side were bounced up like soybeans on a sieve, and the next moment countless vines emerged from the ground to form a huge net, covering all the zombies underneath, and the tighter and tighter they were, and the existence of zombies was no longer visible. All you could see was the wriggling vines. However, the vitality of zombies is indeed very tenacious, and some zombies have been strangled in two by vines, but they are still struggling desperately under the vines, and the rancid blood flows outside, and a disgusting smell slowly spreads in the air.

"Annasita, stop playing this little trick. Buzzurellano's voice swept through the sky like a tsunami.

"As you wish. Anassita immediately replied in a-for-tat response.

A faint gray smoke drifted through the trees, and the trees quickly withered in their pass. The falling leaves turned to ashes before they could fall to the ground, then the branches, and finally the thick trunks, and the patches of grass were swallowed up. And the color of the land has also changed, from dark to gray. Dead and gray.

Standing in front of him, Buzureano quietly clenched his fists, this was not a test for him, but a test for Slamberge, if Sranberge allowed a druid to face the corrosive mist, it was enough to prove that there was not much combat power left.

Twenty meters, ten meters, the corrosive fog was getting closer and closer, and the vines could not resist such erosion, and wriggled and retracted back into the ground, regaining their freedom, the zombies roared and crawled towards Buzureano, but Slanbergé still did not respond. Buzureano took a long breath, and at that moment, with Anassita's distinctly audible laughter, three Dark Knights burst out of the corrosive fog like lightning, forming a triangle and crashing straight into Buzureano.

In just an instant, Buzureano's body swelled several times, and a small mountain-like silver giant bear appeared in front of everyone's eyes, like a small bear paw tearing open the air, and hit the dark knight who rushed to the front, the dark knight seemed to have no weight and flipped backwards and flew out, hitting the black knight in the right rear, the smelly blood splashed everywhere, and the bodies of the two black knights were seriously distorted, and the bone horse of ** became a twisted ball.

The Dark Knight in the left rear stabbed his spear into Buzureano's chest, and Buzureano flung his palm upwards as if to drive away pesky flies, and the Dark Knight flew upside down with his men and horses, flying into the corrosive mist, never to be seen again.

"Quack...... Is this a transformation?" Anasita's laughter was a little ugly, but her voice was very gentle, as if an old friend of many years was teasing.

"Roar......" Buzureano let out a deafening roar, and the corrosive fog that spread through it seemed to meet a strong wind, churning back a few meters, revealing a lifeless land.

One man and one rode out of the fog slowly, and it was a bit inappropriate to say that he was human, because he was also a necromantic creature, and he seemed very proud compared to his companions

With an unhurried pace, it's like going to a banquet. He was of a strange shape, taller than an ordinary person, covered by a layer of dark red armor, wearing a broken crown on his head, his pupils shining brighter than the fire crystal looked extremely hideous, and the knight's spear in his hand was a foot long, and the tip of the spear pointed at Buzureano in the distance. His ** war horse is also very tall, and his body is covered with dark blue flames, like hair, and through the dark blue flames, you can faintly see the thick bones inside.

Buzureano slowly stepped back, he was not cowardly, the word never appeared in his dictionary, but if he fought the terrible Necro Knight in the Corrosion Mist, it would be tantamount to a lion running out into the sea to hunt sharks, and it would be killing himself. Buzureano had the courage to fight, but he did not have the urge to commit suicide.

The arrogant knight finally raised his gun and made a knightly salute to Buzureano, a declaration of the beginning of the battle. And the corrosive fog that began to move again obediently stopped behind the knight, Buzureano couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, could it be that this necromantic knight still knows fairness? What kind of person Anassita is He knows very well, and this kind of thing makes him faintly feel a little, maybe this necromantic knight is too powerful, Anassita can't completely control him, in order not to anger the necromantic knight, so he will control the corrosive mist.

"Glory......" the knight said in an interfering voice.

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Buzureano felt a pang of sorrow, and although the habit that existed in his instinct had made him not forget these two words, he no longer knew what glory was, and there was no glory to talk about in a necromancy, and all he could bring to people was fear and screams.

The zombies slowly crawled out of the corrosive mist, and under the leadership of the five dark knights, they bypassed Buzureano far away, and pressed towards the carriage parked there, the necromantic knight looked at Buzureano indifferently, he only asked for a fair fight with Buzureano, and the life and death of others had nothing to do with his battle.

"Do you think I'm a bully?" An Fei muttered, jumped out of the car, casually inserted the 'Qinglong Glaive Knife' into the ground, crossed his hands on his waist, rotated his waist a few times, and then kicked his legs and shook his arms, which was a warm-up before the game. As early as before, he had already guessed what his task was, so he tried to use the wind blade to make a green dragon glaive knife, the wind blade gun is difficult to cause devastating damage to zombies and other undead creatures, and the attack range of the fire sword is too small, the Daguan knife is not only windy, but also practical, sweeping a large area!

Anfei's ** work is very strange, those zombies crawl slowly, and several dark knights are also standing there from a distance, the hesitation of the undead creatures does not mean that they will think, but it reveals the emotions of that Annasita from the side. In fact, An Fei was wrong, no one would think that he was easy to bully, there are more people who know, and the secret is no longer a secret, and now the world is full of people looking for the ** village chief, in addition to the hurricane of Yoland, there are more people with magic fog. It's just that Yolande can be openly searched, but the demon fog has to be sneaky, after all, their identities are too sensitive, I am afraid that they will be killed on the spot by the extremely powerful Sword Saint as soon as they meet, and the reason why An Fei must be captured alive is not only to get more secrets, but also to use An Fei to blackmail that Sword Saint at a critical moment.

In Anassita's opinion, everything that Anfei did that could not be understood was inherited from the incomparably powerful Sword Master, and she had to not only think, but also keep what she saw in mind.

"Anfei, I don't want to hurt you!" Anassa's voice became softer.

"Then don't hurt me. An Fei was not polite at all, and then reached out and pulled out the 'Blue Dragon Glaive Knife'.

"Would you like to be a guest at my house?" Knowing that such a thing was unlikely, Anassita still wanted to try, and the perfect outcome would be that Anfei would voluntarily join their camp, so everything would be easy to say. The ancestors of the past were too simple-minded, always forcing people to choose between assimilation and death, always dreaming of being the master of the entire continent, as a result, people's resistance became more and more intense, after countless failures, now they have finally learned how to cooperate, in addition to necromancers, there are many allies and subordinates who are unwilling to be necromancers, because they have learned how to divide the cake, and even give what they deserve to the aliens. The road has to be taken step by step, first to occupy a place in the world, and then to think of other things, to grasp everything in your hands at once, that is a dream.

"Guest?" An Fei almost couldn't believe his ears, it stands to reason that Anna Cita should hate him to the bone, and he shouldn't be so polite, but An Fei wasn't ready to believe the other party's words at all, he put the Daguan knife on his shoulder and smiled: "Yes." ”