Look at the few powerful undead in front of you.

"You hold the Black Knight!"

What Zhao Hao meant by this was that the Dark Knight would be solved by him and Freya, and then support them.

If someone else said this, the three of them would definitely be unhappy, but if Zhao Hao, the champion of the competition, said it, it would be a matter of course.

Swish!

All three rushed out at the same time.

Dreadnought!

Gnavier unleashes her exclusive ability to instigate the unicorn to rush to the front.

Its terrifying speed, combined with its own weight, makes it look like a high-speed tank, with a gleaming spear in its hand that stabs through the armor of any enemy.

The Black Warriors, who had combat experience in their lifetimes, dodged to the sides.

It's not easy to block a Knight in a charging state, but it's not difficult to dodge when there's room to dodge.

The Dark Knight didn't dodge, and a pale light appeared with the long-handled saber in his hand, ready to take on the charge.

'Is it recovery, isn't it made?' ’

Seeing the dark knight's movements, Zhao Hao figured out the identity of the other party.

A bit of a must be declared.

The undead generally appear in two ways.

Recovery!

Resurrect on its own under the breath of death, or the magic of the undead.

Fabricate!

Necromancers through spells, rituals... and other means to create undead, like the filial piety sword is like this, but it is extremely special.

Both are undead, but the former is autonomous and the latter is dominated by the Maker.

Like the black warrior that Zhao Hao encountered at sea before, it was created by a necromancer.

This move of the Dark Knight shows that he disdains to dodge, which is a manifestation of autonomous consciousness.

The shining spear collides with the saber.

Rumble!

Dirt from the ground splashes around.

When launching the fearless charge, Gnavier's strength is comparable to the ace level.

Otherwise, the Dark Knight wouldn't have used even the power of the undead, instead of striking at the same level as he had done with the squad of players before.

But it's finally blocked!

The Dark Knight stood still and blocked the charging Gnevere, which shows that the difference in strength between the two sides is indeed too large.

Swish!

The saber swung out with lightning and aimed at Gnavier's swan-like neck, apparently ready to be decapitated with a single blow.

"Your opponent is me!"

The sound was accompanied by two golden rays of light and the slasher.

Clang!

In the high-pitched sound of metal colliding, the blow was directly blocked by Freya.

Whew, whew!

The two figures crossed the Dark Knight and lunged towards the surrounding Black Knights.

It's Ice Storm Bear and War King!

They and Gnivelle were responsible for containing the Black Knight and creating time for Zhao Hao and Freya to deal with the Dark Knight.

"Powerful creatures... Is it? ”

The Dark Knight's hoarse voice rang out from the armor.

Most of the undead have no intelligence and only rely on instinct to act, like skeletons, walking corpses, ghosts... And so on.

But high-level undead and special undead will naturally be conscious.

Only the undead who have their own consciousness are qualified to be called 'undead', and the undead who do not have autonomous consciousness will not be recognized.

Deya!

It is a force dominated by the undead race, with allies such as the Immortals, ruled by the Council of Eternal Sleep composed of nine archons.

The leader of the cemetery camp is Diya, and the other party is not divided into eight principalities like the Terrans in the castle camp, and its strength is extremely terrifying.

Restless!

Freya's fanged dagger ignited with dragon's breath.

Although it won't be of much use, the opponent is shrouded in thick armor with men and horses, and the dragon's breath can't attack inside.

The undead will be restrained by the dragon's breath, but the armor will not.

In other words, Freya was actually restrained by the other party, and the other party attacked, and was able to threaten her without opening the field.

Hit the words!

The strength of the human form is agility, and it is not easy for the Dark Knight to think about it.

An orange fireball the size of an apple flew in from behind, striking the sluggish Dark Knight.

Bang!

Intense flames and explosions engulfed the Dark Knight and his mount.

Blazing Orb!

This is Zhao Hao's only ranged attack skill.

And the consumption is small, the power is enough, when the enchantment is not opened, it is indeed the best to use the means of attack, even in this level of battle, it is enough to act as a means of interference and containment.

Swish!

The flames were split.

A saddle knife with a pale glow swept towards Freya.

Clang!

In the face of the attack of a bone club, how could Freya be cowardly, naturally just frontal.

It's just that after the collision of the weapons, she sensed something was wrong.

Weakened and slowed down!

Even if it's a pitiful amount, it's a real reduction.

"Curse attack, can reduce the target's state, even you can only weaken the effect, there is no way to immune!"

Zhao Hao's reminder sounded.

As an ace-level high-level undead, the Dark Knight doesn't just rely on the armor on his body.

Otherwise, it is not worthy of being evaluated on the same level as the cyclops.

Well, that is, Freya has strong resistance, and the opponent's ability is not solidified by the rules, otherwise she will have to become a soft-footed shrimp after this knife.

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"Can't you just hit it?"

Reminded of this, Freya immediately took advantage of her agility, stopped being tough with the other party, and began to swim.

If time drags on, she's sure to be victorious.

But the Dark Knight is not a low-level undead without intelligence, but an undead with independent consciousness, and immediately has a new move.

Step, step!

Riding the undead warhorse, he rushed in the direction of the convoy.

Since there is no way to attack Freya, then attack the convoy directly.

There's no way Freya can stop it.

The gold realm has already been opened, and transforming into a dragon can be easily solved, but Zhao Hao can't use this card, so he can only play it himself.

Natural Enchantment!

With a soft shout, a layer of green light instantly enveloped the surrounding area with a radius of 108 meters.

At the same time as the enchantment unfolded, the man-eating vine seeds sprinkled in advance in the soil under Zhao Hao's feet instantly swelled into bucket-thick vines, winding towards the rushing dark knight.

-500

Health is instantly reduced.

Strictly speaking, the maximum amount of health points to give birth to this size man-eating vine is a few dozen health points.

Now it is because of time that it is consumed so much!

Instantaneous spawning and slow spawning are two concepts, and for every second faster in speed, the consumption almost doubles.

And under the suppression of the undead aura, the natural enchantment will also consume more than usual.

That is, Zhao Hao can afford this kind of consumption, but the others have already been drained.

In the face of the winding man-eating vines, the Dark Knight swung his sword lightly.

Tear and pull!

The incomparably tough man-eating vine was torn apart in an instant.

Such a terrifying attack power also shows how strong the Dark Knight is.

The players around the convoy shivered.

In the face of such a terrible Dark Knight, they felt that their small body could not withstand the swords of others.

It's just that Zhao Hao didn't mean to dodge in front of the dark knight, it was like staying where he was and waiting to die.

The saber was swung again.

At this time, Freya was left behind, after all, the Dark Knight is a 'Arima' clan, and the lack of dexterity does not mean that it is not fast, which is also where it is stronger than the Black Warrior.

In other words, no one can help Zhao Hao block this knife, and other players will not have time at all.

"It's a pity...!"

Zhao Hao looked at the dark knight in front of him with a calm expression and sighed lightly.

Boom!

The sword swept in front of him, the wind slapping coldly in his face, the tip of the knife within striking of his fist.

But this short distance is like a moat, so that it cannot be crossed.

The reason is, of course.