Not only did Marlowe feel this way, but so did the dozen or so paladins around him, because Marlowe saw that the Holy Light was already shining on their bodies. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Leave the orcs behind you and keep following me, the necromancer is ahead!" James shouted to the crowd.

The team climbed the hillside and made its way along a flatter col, where Marlowe could see in the faint moonlight the bones of animals on both sides of the col, and even the evergreen pines and cypresses withered and drooping from their branches.

The wolf cavalry warriors of the orcs waved their weapons and let out a strange long howl, and seeing this group of human cavalry fleeing in a hurry, these wolf cavalry were extremely excited, they saw James's excellent equipment, which was the best full-body armor, if they grabbed these equipment, they would be able to have an advantage in the siege battle in the near future.

James rushed to the front first, and the cold aura around him was getting stronger and stronger, and he knew that it was almost there.

"Ride!" James waved his whip fiercely, and the speed of the horse sped up a few points.

After running along the col for a few hundred meters, there were more and more animal bones in front of him, and Marlowe even saw a lot of freshly dead animal corpses, which were torn to pieces, and occasionally saw a few animals that were still intact, which was also disturbing, because these animals were covered with wounds, their mouths were crooked, their eyes were protruding, and their bodies were still in the posture of painful struggle before death.

Marlowe didn't know what the animals had been through, but they must have been tortured before they died suddenly.

Suddenly, the narrow col became wider, and Marlowe saw an altar made of various skulls appear in front of him, the altar was burning with dark blue flames, and the six necromancers were standing in six directions of the altar with the skulls of giant beasts, and the pale jawbones were closed one by one to make a strange sound, this sound was like a wail from the abyss that made people inexplicably frightened, they were obviously performing some kind of ritual.

The altar was surrounded by corpses, humans, orcs, and beasts, and at the outskirts of these corpses stood dozens of undead soldiers.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed through the col, but the six necromancers didn't turn their heads at all, they continued to chant incantations with their bone jars held aloft as the undead soldiers charged at Marlowe with their rudimentary weapons.

"Damn, it's actually six bone-level necromancers, these bone sticks want to resurrect the corpses in the col!" James picked up his paladin hammer and rushed to the altar. "We must stop them!"

The sacrifice of the six necromancers also reached the most important juncture, they poured the liquid from the skull of the giant beast to the ground, and the oily liquid immediately burned into a green flame, and the flames extended around the altar to form a six-pointed star, and the six necromancers were exactly on the six points of the six-pointed star, their chanting became louder and louder, and a fierce wind blew in the col.

“OsFota！”

The chanting of the six necromancers ended at the same time, and the flames on the altar suddenly rose upwards and turned green in an instant, and the six skeletons on the side of the altar finally turned their heads.

The entire col was illuminated by the flames that rose high in the air, and the snow glowed with a terrible green light.

The wolf riders who were chasing after them were frightened by the scene in front of them, they had never seen such a strange and terrifying situation. How could the flames be green, what was that altar, what was going on with those fellow citizens who rushed towards humanity, how could their eyes turn into green flames!

They grabbed the reins in panic and stopped, could it be that this is an ambush by humans, and these weird things are all evil magic of humans?

The six necromancers were no longer flesh and blood, and there was no expression on their faces, but Marlowe felt as if he saw them smirking.

"Marlowe, use all your skills to attack that altar!" James raised his hammer, his entire body bursting with dazzling golden light. "Holy Light, everyone protect Marlowe, rush with me!"

"Holy light above!" a dozen human boys also raised their weapons in response.

The paladins weren't suited to ranged weapons, so they took a seat around Marlowe, the only one in the team who could use ranged weapons, and the whole team stabbed like a golden spear straight into the necromancer's altar.

Human paladins were born to deal with these dark creatures, who have been mindful of their mission since the day they entered the Church of Light, and have been trained by ordinary people to endure it, all to protect the peace of the world, so that their homes will not be occupied by these fallen demons.

They know the undead even better than the undead themselves, they know what these dark creatures will do to the dead, and they know what they will do to the living, and there is nothing more evil in this world than the undead.

In the face of the undead soldiers rushing over, the paladins did not hesitate to drive their horses to meet them, and purified them with weapons full of holy light in their hands.

The Holy Light is the most effective weapon to restrain the undead, but the opponent has a huge advantage in numbers, and the six necromancers are still using magic to resurrect the corpse, and the speed of Marlowe and his party has to slow down.

At the same time, Mallowe pulled the longbow of energy in his hand, and an arrow made of pure magic appeared on the bowstring. Perhaps sensing the majestic magic power of this arrow, the six necromancers commanded the undead soldiers in a bit of a panic to block Marlowe's vision.

"Eclipse Spark!"

The arrows pierced the night sky like meteors and flew towards the altar, but at the moment when the arrows were about to hit the altar, the green flames on the altar suddenly burst in the sky, and the green flames fell to the ground like a torrential rain, and then disappeared after falling on the corpses, and then the corpses on the ground began to stagger to their feet, they had obviously become undead soldiers.

The altar was destroyed by magic arrows, and all sorts of bones were turned into pieces, but Marlowe knew he was still one step too late. When the six necromancers saw this, the flames in their eye sockets burned even more vigorously, and they threw down the giant beast skull in their hands, and then picked up their staffs.

More and more corpses stood up, their heads bowed, and they stood in place and shook like drunks.

"TshollAsdJinu!" ordered the necromancer, pointing to Marlowe and his party.

The undead soldiers finally looked up and opened their eyes, scarred and expressionless, with a miserable green flame burning in their eye sockets. As more and more undead soldiers stood up, the entire col was once again covered in green light.

"These undead soldiers are more powerful than the ones we encountered at the edge of the woods. Although he didn't know enough about the undead soldiers, Marlowe still felt that the dark power in the bodies of these undead soldiers was even stronger.

(I didn't expect the overtime to be very late, and I just finished a chapter.) Let's rest early, too.,I can only wait for tomorrow to make up the chapter.,But I'm not sure when it's going to be made up tomorrow.,Because tomorrow during the day, I may be called by the leader to work overtime.,I'm really beep!)