Chapter Seventy-Six: The Hand Slipped

"It's the Meniscus!?"

The leader of the team shouted out in some surprise, and the next sentence made the ghost clown hiding in the village a little surprised, "Hasn't the Crescent Moon Army been destroyed?"

The Crescent Moon Army has been destroyed?Ghost Ugly looked at the blood-colored skull banner floating in the village, a trace of anger rose slightly in his heart, looked at the soldiers behind him, and after giving him a look, a trace of frenzy flashed on the faces of those soldiers, and then with a wave of Ghost Ugly's hand, these soldiers entered the battle position one after another.

"Master, is the other party a light mage or a necromancer?" the leader said with some uncertainty, the white light just now had a strong light element, and as a result, those dwarf skeletons were all purified, but why didn't these two masters find out at the beginning?

"What we just felt was indeed the fluctuation of the dark element, but in any case, if there is only one person on the other side, there will definitely be no second repetition of the means, and if we can find out the true identity of this remnant, it may also be a great achievement. Although the magician was slightly injured, it did not affect them to continue to summon necromantic creatures, and soon a group of necromantic creatures were summoned, and once again pressed towards the village, before they reached the entrance of the village, they heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, and after a while, the same amount of necromantic creatures swarmed out, the eyes of the two magicians lit up and gave the leader of the team a look and continued to control the necromantic creatures to fight, as for the other members of the slave hunting team, they were divided into two teams and outflanked the past.

The necromancer wants to control the summoned necromantic creatures more accurately, not only needs strong mental power, but also needs to master the distance, too far to waste mental power, and too close to be attacked, and the current situation proves that the necromancer on the opposite side did not go, but chose to stay and fight, which gives the people of the slave hunter team a chance to kill the other party, and the other party will definitely have a helping hand, but the meniscus army has been wiped out, and the remnants of the army are not afraid.

The village is not big, but there is also a radius of nearly two miles, each of which is relatively independent, and it takes time to thoroughly search, but for the people of the slave hunting team, this is nothing, five people form a team, and search from house to house, which is very efficient, but the battle between the necromantic creatures has been going on, but they have not found the necromancer who casts the spell after looking around, and when everyone has returned, the leader is in doubt.

"My lord, there is nothing, what should I do?" asked a member of the team with some confusion, they also looked at the blood-colored skeleton flag, but they only saw the flag but not people, could it be that the other party did it just to scare them?

"Did you find the body of the thief?" Thinking of a team member he had sent in before, the leader asked again, but the result was no, not only the corpse, but even the traces were not found, the thief seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and when the big man who was leading the team frowned and pondered, one of the necromancers suddenly shouted: "Don't worry, there are not a few skeletons left that he summoned." ”

Everyone looked at the battlefield and found that there were less than ten skeletons left in the village, and there were nearly thirty skeleton warriors besieging them, and it was only a matter of time before they were taken down, but the leader immediately said: "All of them, prepare to evacuate quickly!"

The teammates felt a little puzzled by this order, but as soon as the leader's eyes widened, everyone began to prepare obediently, but as soon as they turned around, they found that not far behind the team, a blood-colored skull flag had been erected again! Everyone couldn't help but look back, only to find that the blood-colored skull flag that had been cut down in the village had been erected again, but there was a person standing under the flag behind him, a very ugly person.

"Not good!" After the big man saw the faces of the people under the flag, he suddenly turned pale with fright, and couldn't help but take a few steps back before standing firmly, and the surrounding team members were a little surprised, but they all drew their weapons and looked around vigilantly.

Under the blood-colored skull flag, the ghost ugly looked at the slave hunters who were on guard against him and sneered, "Just now, you said it was the slave hunting team of the temple?"

"What kind of person are you, dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of the special troops of the temple!" The big man realized the negative impact of his retreat on the team members, and there were no other figures around the banner for such a long time, but he still quietly ordered to retreat slowly, regardless of whether the other party was really the Lord of the Crescent Moon Province, the regent of the empire, and the person who dared to fight the blood-colored skull banner would definitely not be a good person, and listening to the tone, he could also feel that the person in front of him did not have the slightest good impression of the slave hunting team.

The surrounding dwarves looked at the scene in front of them with some blankness, the captured dwarves had been slowly reversed, and the injured dwarves on the ground had regained a little strength at this time, but they could only watch in vain as the group of hateful Terrans in front of them slowly retreated without the slightest solution.

"I don't know the dwarven tribe here, do you want to live?" The voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it, "I, the regent of the Kotler Empire, am now asking the dwarven leader of this tribe as a friend, do you want to live!" The whole scene was silent, and everyone looked at the ghost ugly with a strange look, but the ghost ugly still shouted fearlessly: "I ask one last time, do you want to live!" After speaking, the ghost clown pulled up the blood-colored skull flag beside him with one hand, this flag is four meters high, it is one of the two flags given by the blood clan when the ghost ugly left, and it is also the largest one.

"I beg His Royal Highness the Great Lord Regent to save the people of the Ironfoot Dwarven tribe! I will live!" a gaunt dwarf cried out hoarsely from the shadows of a corner where Whitebeard was dragging the ground-length mess, he was lying in that corner, his beard was stained with blood, obviously not lightly injured, after saying this, he was silent, apparently having passed out.

Ghost Ugly nodded, and then the blood-colored skull flag waved, and the figures behind him were crowded, and dozens of soldiers of the Tenth Guards Regiment rushed out from behind Ghost Ugly, and then Barry shouted: "Array!" These dozens of soldiers quickly formed an offensive formation. A chilling murderous aura spread out from the array, but after seeing this array, the leader sneered and said: "Sure enough, it is a remnant of the defeated army, such a person actually dares to be presumptuous, respected His Royal Highness the Ghost and Ugly, you are not very lucky today." ”

The number of people in the slave hunting team is more than five hundred, but there are dozens of people in the ghost ugly, this leader seems to know some news, so when he sees that no one shows up, he knows that there are only these people left on the other side, and the original defeated tenth guard legion is left with this little person, the rumored combat effectiveness of this legion is outstanding, and it is true that what I said today is true, but is this ghost ugly stupid in the head, and actually fights with dozens of people and hundreds of people, is it going to break the jar?

And the dwarves who had just ignited hope in their eyes fell into despair when they saw such a scene.

"My lord, this kind of rogue doesn't need to take action, how about the two of us take it?" The two necromancers who had already freed their hands came to the big man who led the team and looked at the ugly phalanx and said disdainfully, the big man who led the team said with a sly smile in his eyes: "It's bothering the two masters, but remember, the ghost ugly of the other party is to be captured alive, and his head is worth more than the sum of these dwarves, and the one captured alive is more valuable." ”

The two necromancers glanced at each other, then sneered and recited the incantation, and soon a large number of necromantic warriors appeared between the two teams, and the number had exceeded a hundred, several times the number of soldiers in the opposite array.

"The temple is actually colluding with the necromancer, if His Majesty Kahler hears it, I'm afraid he will be furious, right?" Ghost Ugly also sneered, but he raised his hand but it was a more refined dark element, and he didn't chant any spells, but directly when the elemental ball formed by the dark element was pressed on the ground, because there were soldiers around, so only the two magicians on the opposite side could know what Ghost Ugly had done, and he was about to open his mouth to remind, but suddenly felt the ground shake.

"Oh no, it's a thorn!" The magician's reaction was very timely, but he reminded that it was a little late after all, the snow-white bone spurs pierced the slave hunters who had not had time to react in the shaking of the earth, and the spurs easily penetrated the soles of the feet, thighs and bodies without the slightest regularity, and there were several slave hunters who could not dodge were directly penetrated by the ground thorns and hung on them, blood gushed down the bone spurs, feeling the coming of death, and the horses responsible for pulling the carriages were frightened and scattered, and several carriages were completely out of control, and as a result, they rushed towards the crowded places, where could the enemies who were already in a panic still think that there would be flying disasters behind them, and many people were directly knocked into the air, while others were even worse, directly crushed to death by the carriage.

didn't expect the ghost clown to sneak attack, the two necromancers immediately felt that they couldn't hang their faces, their hearts moved, and the group of skeleton warriors went straight to the other party's phalanx, and the other party was dozens of people, even if it was consumed, it would be consumed to death, and the ghost ugly's life must be left, as long as he killed all the soldiers around him, it was impossible to run.

In the middle of the village.

"Oh, my brother's bone spurs are very good. On a towering ancient tree, a petite figure sat on a thick branch, two small short legs swayed back and forth, here is at least ten meters high from the ground, but the child is not afraid at all, and in front of his porcelain doll face, a small black ball slowly formed at his fingertips, and then the small black ball first expanded, then shrunk, and after a few times, the small ball suddenly fell downward.

"Oops, my hand slipped. The child exclaimed, but the little black ball had long since disappeared into the ground.