The steel-forged shield struck the pale bones with a crispy cracking sound like an aged biscuit. 【For more exciting novels, please visit M】The skeleton warrior, who had lost the support of his spine, waved his hands in vain and involuntarily fell backwards.

The skeleton warriors who can really be called the army of the undead must be a qualified warrior during their lifetime, because the skeletons of these warriors are much thicker than ordinary people due to years of training and fighting. On top of this, the summoner also uses spiritism to strengthen the body.

And these skeleton warriors who appear on the battlefield now, they should not be called warriors in the strict sense of the word, they are not even equipped with a weapon to take advantage of, and they have launched a wave of impact on the human defense line with their overwhelming numerical superiority.

After the initial panic, the Iron Shields, the backbone of the defenders, suddenly realized that these enemies were not as formidable as they had imagined. As heavy infantry, they didn't need to fear the attacks of the skeleton warriors, but only used the iron shield in their hands to slap these monsters down.

With the first wave of the undead army successfully blocked, the morale of the human defenders is gradually recovering.

However, the top commanders on the human side are not optimistic about this.

"This isn't a skeleton warrior of the regular army, it's a bone servant......" Ron, the veteran who had dealt with the undead the most, stared at him for a while before speaking in a deep voice.

"What's the difference?" El asked in a low voice.

"The legendary tyrant Esenrock killed 300,000 slaves to die for himself before he died. The souls of the slaves who were martyred turned their graveyards into forbidden places of death, and their bodies were still subject to the never-ending drive and torture of tyrants, which is the origin of the Servants of the Bones. ”

Ron sighed and continued, "In the period when human beings had just begun to develop civilization from the Barbarian Age, the most primitive and barbaric slavery system was still prevalent in the vast majority of human kingdoms. Many princes and nobles regarded the number of buried slaves as the most praiseworthy honor after death. True skeleton warriors are to be summoned from the plane of death, and these bone minions are nothing more than cannon fodder released by the Cursed Sect when it opens an ancient necropolis. ”

"If it's a Necropolis like the one you mentioned, it shouldn't be the only cannon fodder, right?" Elle frowned, and he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be some ancient graveyard undead among the army of the undead who attacked Istalon in the first place.

According to the elder nun's account, the undead born in ancient cemeteries were often more terrifying than the regular undead troops that had been formed. As long as it is an army, whether it is dead or alive, the first thing that must be done is to coordinate and unify, otherwise it will be a rabble. In contrast, the undead born from the ancient graveyard are more powerful, and the direction of evolution is irregular, and there are often particularly strange situations.

As for how strange it is, the girl didn't elaborate, for a strong man who can single-handedly come and go in the army of the undead as if entering a no-man's land, no matter how strange it is, no matter how strange it is.

It's a pity that El doesn't have the ability to defy the sky now.

"I haven't met Bone Minions, but I've heard from paladins about the characteristics of this monster. Ron thought about it carefully for a moment and said in a low voice, "This kind of white bone minions can only be bred in the burial pits of ten thousand people in the ancient cemetery, as long as that cemetery still exists, these white bone minions will be endless, and the death aura that accumulates after they are killed can in turn strengthen the connection between here and that cemetery, in other words, their death will awaken more powerful undead creatures." ”

"These dead people aren't fuel-efficient lamps, what do you think they're going to do next?" El asked.

"It's hard to say...... Ron shook his head with a wry smile and said, "The undead will never be impatient, as long as they are not in a hurry, these lowest-level undead creatures alone can grind us to death little by little." The only thing we can hope for is the eagerness of the other leader. ”

"Don't be so pessimistic, we're not without the strength to fight. El had a noncommittal smile on his face.

The attack of the Bone Servants continued for nearly two hours, and the human defenders began to show fatigue. No matter how strong your body is, or how vulnerable your enemies are, you will inevitably feel tired after two hours of fighting.

If a siege war in the conventional sense of human beings is concerned, a two-hour battle is a serious burden for both sides, and at this time, whether it is a truce or replenishment of reserves, at least a buffer time is needed to make people breathe. But this is simply not relevant to the undead who never die.

At this moment, there was a crying and howling in the darkness, and under the light of the fire, a series of blue-white translucent phantoms slowly appeared from the dark shadows in the distance, mixed with the white bone servants to launch a new offensive against the human front.

After a full two hours of waiting, Klein the Lich finally turned over one of his hole cards.

"It's ghosts!Normal physical attacks are hard to do against them!" Ron said loudly with a flash of his eyes.

His reminder was timely, but the human soldiers in the middle of the battle knew nothing about it. They saw those blue-white translucent phantoms hiding in the gap in the queue of the white bone servants rushing towards them, and slashed with a sword but did not touch anything, but were grabbed by the shoulders of the other party's outstretched claws, and then they felt a chill in their bodies, and fell to the ground involuntarily.

The moment the ghost troops joined the battlefield, the already tired human defense line immediately faltered. Dozens of soldiers were dragged out of the line by the ghost's body, and they were dismembered by the knives before they could struggle. Many large and small gaps appeared in the defense line at once, and the overwhelming white bone servants poured in like flowing water between their fingers.

"Dispatch our sacrifices!" El ordered back.

"Wait a minute, don't let the sacrifice waste divine power yet!" Ron hurriedly stopped: "Their main force has not moved yet, they just want to consume the divine power of the sacrifice on our side!"

"If we don't get rid of these ghosts, we won't have a future......" El couldn't help but pout as he looked at the crumbling defense. The slightest setback in these cowards is prone to collapse confidence, and they really can't expect anything from them.

The young girl's soft voice came from behind, a golden-red maple leaf pattern flickered in the darkness, and a white "Expelling Evil" enchantment slowly unfolded on the defensive line, gradually extending in all directions. The body of the white bone servant who entered the enchantment immediately lost control, shattering and turning into a ground of dry bones. The ghost shrouded in the barrier let out a terrified scream, turned and fled.

However, the damage caused by the divine power in the enchantment is even more effective, even if it is only a little bit of divine power, it can burn most of their transparent bodies.

One by one, the banishing enchantments unfolded one after another on the human defenses, suffocating the offensive of the army of the undead. From Sword Fort to Bambrol, there were also more than thirty people from the Gods Sect that El had gathered along the way. While there are many apprentices or promiscuity, it's not too difficult to get them to cast an enchantment that banishes evil.

Exorcising evil is the most basic type of divine art, and expelling evil enchantment is also one of the simplest divine arts, such as the Maple Leaf Nun, who is good at this way, can stretch this enchantment to a diameter of fifty meters. Its effect is actually not very powerful, but the Bone Minions are also cannon fodder to death, and the spirits in the spirit state will take double the damage. Unleashing it now is just the right time to completely crush this wave of the undead army's onslaught, giving your own warriors a chance to rest.

Both sides are very satisfied with this cost-effective approach.

"That young man is just a scheming warrior......" Seeing the light of the human defense line to expel the evil barrier, the lich Klein hidden in the darkness showed a smug smile on his face, and turned his head to the black knight beside him.

The black knight guarding him was much stronger than the average black knight, and even the skeletal horse under him was tall and mighty, with sharp bone spurs growing on the top of his head. He is the new generation of Shadow Legion Commander Starron, a Black Knight Lord who has reached the Silver Rank.

As the archbishop of the Cursed Sect, Klein never imagined that he would be assassinated by humans, especially when this scandalous incident that humiliated him actually happened in front of the two armies. Although he avoided the life and death crisis under the protection of the life box, he also paid the price of his original body.

Although Klein is now resurrected from the corpse, this body of the Cursed Cultist is not as powerful as his own. Due to the limitations of this body, he now only has less than fifty percent of his strength. Under the watchful eye of several silver-rank powerhouses on the other side, this strength was obviously not enough to suppress the situation.

Although for some unspeakable reason, Klein is quite estranged from the old undead army under his command, but the current situation obviously has no more choice. In order to protect his life and dignity, he can only summon the Black Knight Lord Staron to his home.

"Lord Klein, I have some personal opinions on this, and I hope you don't mind. The young man was both strong and daring, and since he was able to assemble this resistance force in Bambroul, he was certainly not brave and unscrupulous. The look of contempt in Starron's eyes flickered, but on the surface, he still said in a sincere tone: "It's better to let my knight carry out an attack, so that whatever the other party relies on will inevitably be exposed." ”

"Don't be in a hurry, young man, time and death are on our side, and you should learn to be patient. Klein sneered and shook his head: "Since he wants to play, then I'll play with him." ”

(Jiangsu.com)