The first warrior to die was not the infantry fighting in the first line, but some hapless fellow of the 2nd cavalry, who was pierced through the chest by a flying spear, and then shot down from his horse and nailed to the ground. Then bone spears were hurled from the army of the undead, and panic began to appear in the crowd.

"Damn! there's an undead knight!" the appearance of the bone spear immediately hit the morale of the warriors, they thought that there would be some low-level undead who appeared here, the young and somewhat over-the-top nobleman did have a lot of good ideas, which made them see hope in a desperate situation, and now, they set their sights on the mage who dared to charge, hoping that he could come up with another good idea!

"Warriors, there is only death to retreat, and all you have to do is kill the damned undead in front of you!and the bad death knights, leave it to us to deal with!Remember! we are with you!" Delin raised his staff and Tang knife in an uplifting voice.

"The number of undead knights is a bit large, and I can't seem to handle it. Breno said half-jokingly.

"It doesn't matter how many you can take. Delin laughed and said, "Because it's none of our business! These undead knights are hiding in the army of the undead, and this is obviously not their wisdom. Look, those old guys are going to do it!" Delin tilted his head towards Charlie.

"That stinky boy guessed we're going to do it! Shall we be late?" he seemed to make the fire girl angry. The old lame man looked at the old blacksmith with a wicked smile.

"Let's do it, it's going to be hard to sustain it any later!" said Charlie.

Hearing this, several lazy figures disappeared on the roof of the building in their own ways, leaving in different directions. A few minutes later, the old wild dog was the first to send a message. Charlie stretched out his hand in front of him, and a ripple in the void surged up and expanded rapidly. One foot stepped in, disappeared, and the next moment, it had appeared not far in front of the old wild dog, a fiery red magic vine grew wildly, and rushed towards an existence that looked no different from an ordinary undead, the latter felt the crisis, burst out with a powerful death aura, and rushed into the sky to escape, but was still bound by the fiery red magic vine. The undead warrior let out a violent struggle, and then opened his jawbone, and an invisible shockwave erupted, and the undead who were tens of meters around him all fell straight upright, and the tightly wrapped magic vines were broken away for a short distance. The undead warrior seized this desperately fought for opportunity, and his head quickly flew up, heading straight into the sky. However, a white light pierced from Charlie's hand, instantly piercing the entire skull, and then the entire skull drew a parabola under the action of inertia and fell into the army of the undead below, and then was trampled to pieces.

"Chief, be careful!" the old wild dog roared, but to no avail. Charlie's form had been swallowed up by a huge head entwined with the breath of death that had swooped down from the side!

!!The three people in the distance were stunned, and then their bodies erupted uncontrollably with terrifying energy, and even the undead knights besieging around were forced back a few meters.

"Boom, boom!!" different screams came from different places, but the only thing they had in common was that they were extremely unpleasant. "Kill Romis, kill him alone, this ...... It's a bargain!" A white skull opened and closed in a screeching scream.

"Tullu, the god of death is on top! you're so fucking insidious!" shouted a skeleton in a tattered black robe, holding a staff.

"Bang!" A discordant loud explosion interrupted their revelry, and not far from them, a death knight was blown up into smoke and a man in a white robe, who looked a little lewd, appeared next to them. "Looks like you're a little too happy too soon! Charlie isn't going to end the fight like this!"

The hoarse laughter stopped, like a duck being pinched by the neck as it barked. The skull and the black-robed skeleton froze for a moment, then released a bone cage at Charlie at the same time, and then flew in the opposite direction without looking back.

"Hmph!" Charlie burst out of magic without hesitation, destroying the two bony cages in an instant. He tried to fly out, but was blocked by the third bone cage. Charlie slammed his fist into the cage, shattering it and chasing it in the direction of the black-robed skeleton.

Charlie's speed was much faster than that of the black-robed skeleton, and in less than 10 seconds, he had already entered the attack range, and just when Charlie was about to make a move, Charlie suddenly felt that he was imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move a bit! Even his magic power was imprisoned! Charlie felt that he might have fallen into the enemy's trap, and if another Saint-level necromancer appeared at this time, or even an undead knight attacked him, he would die! It turned out that death was so close to him, and he had never felt like this for a long time. Looking around, fortunately there was no such existence, the old wild dog, the old cripple and the other four were quickly rushing towards him, in addition, Charlie also found that he was held by a giant hand formed by a dark black energy around him. Could this be...... Thinking of this, Charlie put his mind at ease, the Grip of Death is a legendary undead magic, which is characterized by having no characteristics at all, and can imprison the target in an instant, but it will put the target in a state where it cannot be attacked, unless it is a more advanced attack magic to break it. Will they have a second Legendary Magic Scroll? After more than ten seconds, Charlie felt that the energy around him was about to dissipate, and he wanted to break free, but unexpectedly, his magic power was absorbed by the giant hand as soon as it was released, and then he clenched himself again. This Grim Reaper's Grip can absorb magic to sustain itself?!Charlie can also be regarded as having seen the horror of legendary magic.

After a few more seconds, Charlie was finally relieved and slowly landed. Charlie's face was a little pale, after the previous battle and the consumption just now, his magic power was not much left, but fortunately, his four followers had also arrived at his side. Suddenly, Charlie felt a sense of being spied on, turned around, and saw a corpse passing not far from him, surging forward with the current. Corpses are not uncommon in the army of the undead, these are people who died not long ago, or who died in the last battle, and then were controlled by the necromancer and became part of the army of the undead. Charlie examined the undead carefully, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

"Chief!" the old wild dog was the first to arrive, and as a thief, he had an advantage in speed. Seeing the undead walking around, he realized that his worries were unnecessary. Without the deliberate control of the necromancer, the undead would instinctively avoid powerful existences, and Charlie did not deliberately hide his aura. The other three also arrived one after another, and then flew in the direction of the town.

"Jonru! there!" Delin pointed in a certain direction, and Jonru understood what he meant, and a long arrow flew past Mungo's face, destroying the spine of the undead knight who had the upper hand on him opposite. The undead knight instantly lost his combat effectiveness and was put to the ground by Mongo, but this was not enough, Mongo's fighting spirit was urged again, and he burst the opponent's head with a violent blow, this is not the end, he must destroy most of the intact bones, otherwise these will be used by other undead knights with intact heads! This is the real horror of the undead, they are like a magic puppet, they can replace damaged parts, and it is more convenient, they do not need to rely on external forces! Many battles with the undead, many people end up being exhausted to death!

Delin now chose to stand on the roof of the building like other mages, because he knew that his combat power was no different from that of the undead knights and looking for death, and staying here could support them with wisdom and strength, and although his limited magic was limited, it still had great lethality to some low-level undead, especially after the blessing of the deadwood staff. Delin estimates that this is at least purple with a staff, not to mention a 10% increase in spell power, but also a 10% increase in spell penetration, and a 10% reduction in mana consumption and cast time! Delin doesn't know about other staffs, but he just made a rough estimate.

The battle has entered the white heat, the second infantry team of the five infantry teams has been broken up, and the other infantry teams are only half of the personnel, most of them are still wounded, and the wounds in the skin by the undead are also a major matter that cannot be ignored. I don't know how long the corpses have been buried in the ground, and I don't know how much corpse poison there is, and the corpse poison will make people injured and die gradually, ranging from a few hours to several days. In addition to this, the two cavalry teams have been converted into infantry teams, and under the threat of the undead knights, the cavalry is no longer useful, and will only become a priority target for fire. On the battlefield, everyone is trying their best to play their part.

Breno destroyed one of the undead knights again, and began to slowly walk towards the next one with his sword, and Punk flanked him with several men to clear the battlefield for him. Compared to before he could take out one in less than a minute, now, Breno must pester, and then look for flaws, and the undead knight is the best and most difficult to deal with. They can't fly, they can't use fighting energy, and they can show huge flaws in combat, but you have to be aware that his mounts can trample you and charge forward, and they are not afraid of death, so it won't be easy to kill him. Now, Breno felt that he could barely deal with two undead knights at most, and with those two, the number of undead knights reduced to bones under his sword would reach 20. For a level 14 warrior, this is quite a remarkable result. Without hesitation, Brenor continued to charge towards a tall undead knight, and Punk followed.

On the other side, Delin's eyes saw the blacksmith's daughter, who was now also in crisis. Her broadsword swung again, severing the two Bone Shield warriors in front of her, and then she could only leap forward to dodge a long bone spear, followed by the rampaging Undead Knight.

"Qianglu, save her!" Delin repeated again what he had said for an unknown number of times. The arrow, the bow, the long arrow still roared and powerfully, accurately hitting the undead knight's spine, and at this moment, the tip of the bone spear was less than 30 centimeters away from her. Delin looked at her at the end of the crossbow, petite and weak, and couldn't imagine that at the beginning of the battle, she directly smashed the two undead knights with her own strength, and the strength of the explosion was completely comparable to that of Breno. However, the difference in strength between the two is obvious, and after 10 minutes, she can only find a lower-level Bone Shield Warrior, while Breno is still hunting the Undead Knight.

Delin wanted someone to come and save her, but she seemed too deep when she got close to the ring of fire, and now, the battle line had been forced under the building, and she was surrounded by undead. Delin didn't care about anything else and jumped off the roof. "Qianglu, give me support on the roof!" Delin immediately took out the Tang Knife again, compared to the staff, he still felt that the destruction of the Tang Knife was direct and reliable.

"Bang!!" Cut by a hideous bone knife, Delin subconsciously raised the staff in his hand, only to realize that Delin had made a mistake unexpectedly found that this staff that looked dry and fragile was actually unharmed, but the opponent's white bone war knife was popped out of a big hole! A sharp arrow flew and pinned the Bone Shield warrior in front of him to the ground. Delin didn't bother to look back, and then quickly rushed to his destination. Standing on the roof of the building, the woman who made Delin very disgusted also saw the situation here, her red lips squirmed, her plump hand gently pushed forward, and two wind blades fell from the roof. One swept in front of Delin, clearing a two-meter-wide passage, and the other slashed over the head of the blacksmith's daughter, slicing the surrounding undead, including the two Bone Shield Warriors, in two. Delin glanced back at the expressionless woman, and then quickly ran forward.

"Let's go!" Delin saw her nearly collapse to the ground, grabbed her hand and was about to walk back.

"Let go! I can walk on my own!" the woman seemed to have a great temper, and shook off Delin's hand, and then struggled to hold her broadsword herself, trying to stand up, but it seemed to be struggling. Looking at him like this, Delin didn't know where she had the strength to shake off her just now. However, he soon did not have time to dwell on the matter, and the undead surrounded him like a tidal wave. Delin knew he couldn't handle it on his own, but that didn't mean he couldn't do anything.

Shocking hearts!

The invisible spiritual energy rushed in all directions, and the surrounding undead warriors fell one after another, and even a few bone shield warriors were hit hard, barely supporting them as if they were drunk. The power was somewhat beyond Delin's expectations, not too big, but too small for even the soul of the Bone Shield Warrior to destroy.

"Let's !!" ignored her resistance, Delin carried her with one hand, and then ran towards the town.