The ceiling above the corridor, the beautiful frescoes continue, telling an epic story full of bizarre and twists - the human general Christie was stabbed to death by demons at a critical moment in the battle, and in order to win the war, the human wizards collectively transported his body back to the Black Iron Castle, the Cold Lands, where the great general was re-energized and became a death knight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Death Knight returned to the battlefield and slashed through the mud on the battlefield, and for a while, all the demons began to fear this new species, because it was only a corpse, there was no fear from pain, and the human without fear burst out with unprecedented combat effectiveness. Is there nothing more terrible than death?

The positions of the demon army began to waver.

More dead human soldiers were made into Lich Bodies, also known as Death Knights or Death Warriors.

The power of cold and darkness has become a weapon against demons on the battlefield, and every time the demons incinerate the human coalition with burning flames, the death knights of the human legion use the power of ice to fight against the demonic flames, this frenzied style of play completely changes the tide of battle.

The demon army has finally broken up.

However, after the victory, the people found that more than half of their legions had become undead, known as Death Knights or Death Warriors. What's even more terrifying is that the general who led them, Christie, who was the first to die on the battlefield and was made into a death knight by a human wizard, began to slowly corrupt, his soul could not control the dark power from the universe, and the army of the undead began to slaughter his companions, that is, living humans.

Seeing this, Esalivan seems to have a general understanding of the extinction of ancient humans, which can be described as self-inflicted sin and cannot live, and death is death.

But if it weren't for the Burning Legion being too strong, alas, thinking of this, Essalivan couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Elsali grammar god, there's movement ahead. ”

Just when Essalivan felt sorry for the demise of the ancient humans, Gelman noticed the movement ahead, and the unique perception ability of the Night Elves made Gelman instantly nervous. Esalivan lay on the cold floor, listening to barely perceptible movements.

However, after a while, the ground began to shake uneasily.

The floor of the dungeon is made of huge white stone, and such a floor cannot be shaken if it is not a creature of a certain level of weight.

Sure enough, five minutes later, a pair of terrifying green eyes appeared in the darkness.

"It's the undead!"

Esalivan shouted, and at the same time, the wand in her hand began to glow with a bright white light. It's like a small sun underground.

The first complete creature to come into sight was a large patchmolder. Its body was made up of the stumps of more than a dozen human corpses, and these bodies were obviously thicker and longer than those of current humans.

The disgusting thick juice continued to drip from between the rotting stumps, and the whole corpse exuded a thick stench.

“kdahfkafowf”

A strange spell came out of Esarivan's mouth, and soon the wand's white light slammed like lightning towards the stitcher charging at the roaring charge.

The entire corridor was instantly filled with this kind of white light that was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes, the impact of light and shadow, the magic that Aishara was best at using when she was alive, and now it was perfectly copied by Ai Sullivan.

I saw that the seamming monster was smashed to pieces by the bright white light the moment it rushed up. Rotting limbs splattered everywhere, red and green pus and blood splattered all over the walls, and a few drops even splattered onto Essalivan's clean and ornate mage robes.

Soon, the second sewing monster also rushed up, and Gelman roared at the top, but he didn't use his teeth to bite it, and I'm afraid Gelman was disgusted with this monster, and he was afraid of dirtying his mouth.

The giant bear fights hand-to-hand against a mending monster, and the rest of the skeleton brigade is dealt with by Axalivan.

Obviously, these skeletons were much larger than the ones Axalivan had seen on Planet Herrera, their skeletons were the torsos of giants, and they did reach three meters tall.

There is no doubt that the ancient humans moved here en masse after the plague of the dead, but perhaps some of the immigrants were infected with the plague, which led to the fact that hundreds of years later, the plague of the dead continued to spread and rage, causing the city cluster to become a city of the dead, and the ancient humans died out completely, and what Esalivan and Gelman see today should be the ancient humans who disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, that is, the ancestors of the current humans.

It turned out that their ancestors were so tall that the orcs seemed small in front of them.

But before Esalivan could admire, a huge fireball spell pounced on the attacking giant skeleton.

The skeleton soldiers' eyes flashed with ghostly fire, and their skeletons were extremely large, but the moment the fireball hit the skeleton warriors, three or four skeleton soldiers fell apart.

Flying bones hit the wall with a ping-pong sound.

"Axalivan, run. ”

Gelman defeated the stitch in a fight and yelled at Essalivan. At this moment, in the dungeon, the number of skeletons is not a little, but a lot, at least twenty or thirty, with the power of Esalivan and Gelman, once the skeletons surround them, the two of them will hang here.

Gelman quickly retreated, and the Skeletons followed in the rear.

As she passed through a hallway door, she pulled the rusty chain, and suddenly the huge light above her head fell gorgeously and smashed against the skeletons, making a thunderclap. Apparently, the skeletons were killed a few more.

Around the corner of the hallway, Essarivan hurriedly carved runic marks on the ground, and as soon as the skeletons entered the trap, the runic energy would explode, blasting them all into bones.

Sure enough, two minutes later, behind Essalivan and Gelman, a violent explosion sounded. All the skeletons squeezed against each other, their bones exploding, colliding with their companions' ribs and sternums, like dominoes, and the explosion blew over a dozen large skeletons. Now, the strength of the two sides can finally be evenly matched.

Esalivan and Gelman stopped their rout and turned to face the remaining five skeletons, but in fact, there was no room for the archmage and the druids to retreat, and behind them was an impermeable stone wall, and the skeletons cornered them......

"Roar. ”

In the next second, Gelman pounced like a mad beast, and the skeletons raised their shields and made a block in the air. Two species of similar size came to face off head-to-head. (To be continued.) )