Big fireball!" With Bravi's loud shout, the magicians in the magic group released large fireballs, and hundreds of large fireballs pierced the sky, which was not much different from the high-level magic meteor shower, only the attack angle was a little different. 【Reading.com】

The ghost dragon, which had turned gray, spread its bone wings and flew down diagonally, blocking the roaring firelight, and with a loud bang, the ghost dragon was blown to pieces, and the remnants of the large fireballs passed through the exploding fire clouds, hitting the necromancers respectively, but unfortunately they were blocked by the bone shield.

In fact, the magic scroll that can summon the ghost dragon out of thin air is very precious, under normal circumstances, most of the scrolls that are released are to kill difficult opponents, just to make up for the mistakes made, which is inevitably a bit wasteful, but the necromancer is not in the mood to regret at the moment, and screamed: "Hurry up!" Before the words fell, he was the first to turn around, and saw a young swordsman holding a fire element sword flying towards him.

"Let's go?" An Fei's tone was soft, but his eyes flashed with a chilling fierce light, and his left hand suddenly pulled out his waist, and another long sword pointed forward.

The sky was full of thunder and light again, and twisted arcs of lightning poured down from the sky, like thousands of vicious whips, frantically pumping towards the necromancers.

When An Fei and Suzanne held their wedding, the great alchemist Jacob only gave An Fei a bottle of aphrodisiac* love potion, it was not that Jacob was too stingy, and An Fei accepted too many gifts that day, Jacob didn't want to join in the excitement, so he made a harmless joke with An Fei. But after the outbreak of the War of the Dead, out of concern for the future. At the same time, in order to protect some promising young people, Jacob spent a lot of energy to create a magic sword for Anfei, a magic sword that can release a chain of lightning.

It took a lot of precious materials to build this magic sword, but Jacob didn't mention it, because he didn't give it in return, otherwise he wouldn't have given the magic sword to the powerful people on the big 6, or there were many rich people, and it was so much that anyone could give it to anyone in exchange for a return on investment.

Those necromancers released their magic shields in time. But under the repeated whipping of the thunder, the magic shield collapsed one after another, and the electricity swept through their bodies without mercy.

Lightning is mediocre and has a chance to paralyze it. However, the odds are pitifully low, the arc can be 100% paralyzing, and the power is negligible, and the chain lightning is a hybrid enhancement of these two magics. Not only is it extremely powerful, but it is also an area attack that can cause 100% paralysis.

The lightning hadn't gone away, and the five necromancers had already fallen down like stones. Even if they weren't dead from the effects of total body paralysis, they wouldn't be able to control the elementals.

An Fei hurried closer, and the magic sword was already inserted back into its sheath. The flaming sword in his right hand flicked. A pale orange tongue of fire more than 20 meters long swept across the sky. The five necromancers instantly turned into balls of fire and smashed to the ground. It turned into a bomb again, still burning on the ground, and debris flew everywhere, and it also affected a lot of zombies.

"Protect Warner!" Anfei shouted, turning his head and rushing in Susanna's direction.

On another battlefield, looking at the endless undead creatures, Fernando felt overstretched, he supported A third of the priests and knights of Amphi, but now he finally had the Armageddon he wanted, but he was seriously understaffed.

More than fifty miles east of the main battlefield, a group of knights numbering about 20,000 were standing quietly in the night, and the person was actually a young girl, her face was full of strong contrast with age, even contradictory solemnity.

Suddenly, several small black dots appeared in the air, and several griffon knights jumped off their mounts, and scurried to the girl, whispering something.

"Raise the flag!" the girl said lightly.

At this moment, An Fei had no way of knowing what had changed in the rear, and now he was bent on breaking out. After killing those necromancers, An Fei has been releasing his induction to the maximum, and he thinks that the necromancer will not watch him kill it, and there must be a follow-up move.

Who knew that in the end, something unexpected happened to An Fei, not only did no necromancer rush to help, but even those undead knights broke away from the battle group, which was tantamount to willingly getting out of the way.

It wasn't until dawn that he made sure there were no more undead creatures around, Warner retracted the scroll of redemption, his magic still abundant, but not enough spirits, yawning after yawn. The mercenaries didn't have time to set up a makeshift camp or even vent the joy of the rest of their lives, so they sat down in the snow one by one and began to nap, and it was still dangerous for them to rest for a while and continue on their way.

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More hardships and blessings are after the completion of the service. The mercenaries rested, Shanna and the others couldn't rest, and the leaders of Ozgüch and Himpella were the same, first of all, they had to count all the losses in recent days.

When he first occupied Zenggreen City, An Fei's mercenaries had already exceeded 4,000, and now the number of mercenaries is more than 2,600, that is to say, after defending the city for seven days, they have almost lost 1,500 mercenaries, which is equivalent to destroying more than half of the brilliant achievements of other mercenaries in these days, you must know that when An Fei walked out of Moramachi Town, there were more than 1,700 mercenaries under his command, and now it has only expanded to more than 900 people.

Everyone's face is a little unsightly, but there is one thing that cannot be ignored The effect of the natural law of survival of the fittest! Now among the more than 2,600 mercenaries, there is not a single beginner professional, and the lowest is also a middle-level swordsman, and most of them are veritable high-level swordsmen, as for how many people can become swordsmen, and how many are not exhibited, this cannot be counted, but in terms of average strength, the elite level of the mercenary group even exceeds that of the Death Roaring Legion.

Looking at this statistic, An Fei couldn't help but be moved, the potential of the mercenary country was indeed amazing, if so many swordsmen were bent on fighting guerrillas, it was no wonder that the Allison Empire at that time had returned.

In fact, there is nothing strange about this, no matter how small the mercenary group is, it will also have its own backbone, otherwise it will be difficult to survive, when the war of the dead breaks out, they are besieged in the city, and they are bound to unite with each other, and it is often the backbone of each mercenary group that can survive to the end. The law of survival of the fittest is cruel, and in reality, in this troubled world, strength comes first, and other factors do not play a decisive role, if you are lucky enough to be saved this time, will someone save you next time? As for stealing, cheating, and not doing their work, unless the mercenaries in the city who fought bloodily were fools, they would be found out sooner or later, and there was no need to do anything, as long as they were deprived of rations and the treatment of all the soldiers, they would have starved to death these days.

It is a large-scale screening of the stubborn defense of Zeng, Green, which can be seen from the losses of each regiment, the smallest loss of Himpella's sixth regiment is less than a hundred, but the first regiment of Ozgüch has lost nearly three hundred people, a full half, and Thomson's newly formed seventh regiment was originally a ragtag soldier, Thomson has not even recognized the names of his mercenaries, but his regiment has only lost more than 20 mercenaries, in the final analysis, his mercenaries are all strong men who have survived a hundred battles.

After confirming that no one was pursuing, there was another mountain range in front of him, and in case of danger, he could immediately hide in the mountains, and An Fei simply stayed for a while and reassigned the unorganized mercenaries to the regiments.

There were now four regiments, each with nearly seven hundred mercenaries, which was in any case larger than when it had left Moramachi, and there was one more Thomson's seventh regiment.

Himpella's expression was very calm, she herself was a high-level swordsman, there was no problem with her personal prestige, and the group was ironclad, and she could easily digest the mercenaries assigned to her. Ozjuch didn't care, he thought he was An Fei's first henchman, and he had Ye, a wise assistant, so he was really not afraid of trouble, and he really couldn't find An Fei to help him say a word, what can't be solved?

Thomson's expression was very relaxed, because he was also a latecomer, and the mercenaries who joined later had a sense of identity with him, coupled with the fact that his mercenary group was reduced by very few people, and the number of people who were added was limited, and the prestige established by fighting side by side for a long time could not be easily shaken.

Only Orsi frowned, his regimental losses were not as many as Ozjuch, but they were also very serious, and the number of mercenaries who were added in later exceeded that of his old subordinates, and the most troublesome thing for him was that there were two middle-level swordsmen among them, who turned out to be the leaders of the mercenary group, although in this catastrophe, their subordinates died or scattered, and almost became bare-bones commanders, but their strength is still there, and they deign to be below themselves, which may cause trouble. In terms of strength, he is not as good as Simpera, in terms of cronies, he is not as good as Ozjuch, and he does not have a good assistant like Ye, so he can only deal with it on his own.

No matter who is happy and who is worried, they always have to continue walking, and when the sun rises, An Fei and the mercenary group turn to the northeast and go straight to the headquarters of the mercenary group of the Brotherly Alliance. And south of Zenglin, a battle that could almost decide the pattern of the mercenary country has entered the white heat, but the scales are gradually tilting against the necromancer, the undead creatures can wield their maximum combat power at night, and if they do not achieve decisive results at night, then it is difficult to say during the day, unless they can survive the day under the onslaught of two armies at any cost.