"Vera, Syra!" Gu Yuan shouted at the two of them, and at the same time, a bone spear shot from a staff pierced through the villager's chest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Vera's expression was still a little excited, shaking Sira, who was standing in place without saying a word, and bowed her head deeply. Ignoring the increasingly dangerous situation around them.

The three professionals present were all mages, and even a 5-year-old child knew the consequences of being close to a mage, even Gu Yuan, who was a formal professional, had a better physical fitness than ordinary people.

The two ghouls quickly turned around like hounds and rushed towards the large wave of villagers coming here, but they were good at it, and for ghouls who were good at sneaking up on their heads, they didn't have much advantage in this kind of scene.

Gu Yuan had already foreseen the end of these two ghouls, and as long as they were stabbed by the hay in the hands of those villagers in the sea of people, the consequences could be imagined.

The Dying Spirit followed the ghoul into the crowd, and the sword and shield quickly ran towards the crowd at the rear.

"Sword and Shield"

There was even a burst of annoyed mental fluctuations from the spirit link, as if complaining about the behavior of the ghouls and the sunken spirits for robbing monsters.

One by one, the corpses fell, and another villager rushed towards the location of several people with weapons in their hands.

As a ghoul surrounded by several villagers and covered in wounds finally bit the throat of a thin woman and collapsed, a tingling pain came from Gu Yuan's brain.

At this time, there were only 4 of his summons left, and the villagers were getting closer and closer to him, and the bad Gu Yuan didn't know if there was still a villager team in the village that had captured Soraka and attacked the inn before and had not returned.

It is ironic to say that the necromancer, who has always been good at manipulating groups of undead creatures who are not afraid of death and beating others, is being beaten by a group of villagers who are not afraid of death.

It's just that apart from fellow necromancers, there are probably few professionals who will sympathize with them, after all, in the eyes of most people, the identity of a necromancer alone is already the original sin.

Ironically, the birth of necromantic magic was precisely after the third demon king opened the "door" between the undead world and the abyss, causing the undead natural disaster and demons to wreak havoc on the world.

It does not require the mage's elemental power affinity, nor does it require the mage to construct any complex magic circuits in his body, but only uses the ubiquitous death qi at that time, and the threshold is undoubtedly much lower than its magic at that time.

The presence of a large number of necromancers may not have turned the tide of the war at the time, but it did at least buy some breathing space for humans and other races.

It's just that after the end of the war, many necromancers went to the other extreme with the study of the mysteries of life and death - necromancy.

At that time, there was no clear line between necromancy and necromancy, and the later Shining Elves Frost Dynasty's dedication to necromantic magic research was accompanied by the death of countless experiments of various races.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-" Three bone spears shot out from the tip of the staff one after another, wrapping in a thick layer of dead air that pierced through the bodies of the villagers at the front.

Thanks to the [Passive Induction Rune] that he had built in his body before, the consumption of mana was not a problem for the time being, but the first-order attack magic he currently mastered was only [Bone Spear] and [Death Fluctuation], two spells that were biased towards a single attack, and he was still very reluctant to the crowd that was constantly pouring here.

What made Gu Yuan even more concerned was that the black-clothed dancers under the shelf in the distance were still performing crazy rituals, according to this kind of inertia like cult rituals. I'm afraid something worse will happen when the ritual stops

"Miss Vera...... Miss Vera, please cheer up. At this time, Snow Thorn also reacted from the panic at the beginning to the Runway Vila, who was obviously mentally deranged, and she could see that the young master's state was a little reluctant at this time, and he needed the help of the two mages.

Gu Yuan looked at the necromancer's memory in his mind one by one according to the magic that he could not release at all according to his current spiritual power, and the shortcomings of his profession were exposed at this moment, whether it was an arcane mage or an elemental, the natural mage had group spells in the apprentice stage.

It is also feasible to temporarily summon carrion corpses or skeletons to resist these villagers, but every dead summon will cause a lot of consumption to their mental power, which can be restored through [Passive Induction Rune] unlike magic power.

After becoming a high-level necromancer, he came out, and the contract summon he currently uses can also have a lot of spells for temporary summoning. Summons a large number of undead creatures that do not have a master-servant contract with them to act as cannon fodder.

The coachman, Eli, stood by and clenched his fists as he watched the scene unfold in front of him, the real smell of burnt and blood floating in the air reminding him that he was not dreaming at this time...... Is this a mage?

"Miss Vera...... Please cheer up...... I'm afraid we're going to die if we go on like this......" Snowthorn shouted to Vera, who was stunned.

"Sister, Sila will ...... Sila ...... Sheila will protect you. Sila will not let ...... What I saw happen...... "Cia's body was still shaking, and she slowly raised her head, her face still carrying the blood that had just flowed.

"Sila...... Thank you, it's just why it's my sister......" Vera's expression remained blank.

"If you don't come to help me, I'm afraid we'll really be dead in a few minutes......" A translucent gray vortex on Gu Yuan's staff swirled towards a middle-aged woman holding a kitchen knife in front of him.

First-Order Necromancy - Death Fluctuations, a magic that directs a large amount of compressed death qi into the body of a living creature and destroys and disintegrates its fragile internal organs.

The middle-aged woman with a dull expression fell straight down, and another bone spear pierced the two old men and young men with wooden sticks and hoes who rushed behind her.

Damn it...... Another ghoul was beaten to death, Gu Yuan felt a tingling pain in his head, he still underestimated the combat effectiveness of these villagers, at this time, only a summoned creature with a sword and shield could block these villagers, and although the two sinking spirits could cause attacks, they had no physical form.

There were about dozens of villagers left in front of him, and they were constantly pressing towards him.

Damn it......

"The Spirit of the Storm, who roars and dances in the clouds and air, communicates with my magic and spirit, and sends a whispering lightning above my scepter, carrying with it the darkness that tears through my front!"

"Crackling!"

At that moment, there was a chanting behind him, and an electric light swept through the air with a crackling sound.