Thousands of necromantic warriors rushed into the mage's camp, and the necromancer who had just escaped collided with them head-on, and was wiped out in an instant. The necromancer who was fighting immediately realized that something was wrong, how could the necromantic warrior attack them as an ally?

However, they forgot at this time that the relationship between their robes just now could not stop them from killing each other, so how could it be impossible for the necromantic warriors to swing their butcher knives at them now.

Driven by human xìng, the necromancers who were originally fighting each other slowly stopped fighting. Except for the few necromancers who were entangled by David Mo, most of the necromancers were vaguely gathered together.

Suddenly, someone began to shout: "Although we can't defeat that demon, we still have the strength to fight against that group of warriors!

As soon as the words ended, a burst of echoes erupted from the crowd: "Okay!

"I'm not used to seeing these rampant and domineering warriors for a long time!

"We're bullies when we mages, let them know we're awesome today!"

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However, there were also calmer ones who couldn't help but say: "Once the crime of killing friendly soldiers is known to the governor, I'm afraid that all of us will not be able to eat and walk around." ”

Someone soon retorted: "What do you care about so much at this time! Don't you see that it was the grandson of those soldiers who killed us first!"

With the support of this mainstream thinking, the necromancer finally began to form a large array, summoning the massive monster to attack the warrior, and a large number of spells rushed out and pounced on the necromantic warrior on the opposite side.

The necromantic warriors who were originally killing were suddenly attacked, and the momentum was blocked for a while, and many necromantic warriors were killed by surprise, which made the necromantic warriors who had been charging casually gradually stop and gather together.

A row of fighting spirit unfolded, forming a human wall to block the necromancer's attack, and a large circle of necromantic warriors gathered around the commander to discuss the battle situation in front of him.

A necromantic warrior knelt down on one knee and reported, "The attacks of the mage legion are dense, and we can't penetrate their attacks for the time being!"

The commander glanced at the spell attack of the mage on the opposite side a few times, and asked coldly, "Halta, what do you think should be done?"

Harta was the deputy commander who was a little fat, and I saw him holding his stomach and sneering: "Give me five hundred soldiers, and I will personally bring people over to break the formation!"

The commander Ferrif pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, you take five hundred people to break their camp for me, and I will then lead people to kill!"

Haltha didn't talk nonsense, and hurriedly gathered his necromantic warriors, raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, come with me to enjoy the ** of these necromancers!"

After saying that, he unfolded the nine-layer dark yellow sè fighting qi cover and took the lead in charging away, and the necromantic warrior who was originally demoralized saw him so brave, and instantly raised his morale and shouted: "The demon lord is above! Please give us the strength to put down this gang of traitors!"

Five hundred people rushed towards the mage camp, and the mage over there hurriedly continued to increase the density of spells when they saw this, and another wave of powerful spells was released!

As if he had the courage of ten thousand people, he did not avoid the black wind ball that was overwhelming in the air, and a big knife was horizontal in front of him, and he used the nine-layer fighting spirit on his body to withstand the attack that hit him.

At this time, the qi and blood in his body were tumbling, and he could continue to insist on it all by one blow, and when he saw that he was about to enter the mage camp, a big knife whirred, and he slashed at a bronze-level necromancer in front of him, and a black mist burst out of his hand, making the killing intent in his heart even stronger.

Five hundred people, led by Hartha, burst into the mage's camp in one fell swoop, and the battle caused great chaos, and the originally orderly spell attacks disappeared.

"The Necromantic Warrior has come in! Hurry up and summon the Infernal Flesh Demon to help!" Seeing that the warriors had already rushed in, the mages were much calmer than they had originally appeared.

Although Mo David's silver level 9 killing them was like chopping melons and vegetables, they didn't have much fear from the bottom of their hearts for this group of necromantic warriors of comparable strength.

The Hell Meat Demon was originally summoned by them to attack the young man in white, but because David Mo's position was in the middle of the large array, the Meat Demon could not attack at all in the camp, and now with the huge target of the Necromantic Warrior, it was just enough to summon it to attack them.

The huge body of the Hell Flesh Demon finally shook again, and slowly walked towards the camp of the necromantic warriors step by step, waving its huge arms, and a tsunami-like force swept through the right flank of the entire warrior legion.

Dozens of necromantic warriors were wiped out under this huge blow, and Ferif, who was originally going to lead people into the battle together, saw this, and hurriedly led a team of men and horses to run towards the monster.

I heard him yell, "The guards come with me, and all the others will go to support the deputy commander of Halta!" and then led people to attack the monster that was raging.

A layer of silver-white fighting qi spread out from his body, and a huge force came from his legs, and a huge force came from his legs, and the jet-black giant sword burst out with a burst of death qi, and the surging sword slashed directly at the head of the Hell Meat Demon!

With a loud bang, the giant sword slashed at the head of the Hell Meat Demon, and actually cut off a huge piece of flesh from its head! Under the severe pain, the Hell Meat Demon let out a wail, and then roared angrily, and a pair of huge iron fists rushed directly towards Ferive.

Seeing this, the guards beside him all showed their fighting spirit and brandished the weapons in their hands and rushed towards the Hell Meat Demon. For a while, under the leadership of Ferry, more than forty necromantic warriors actually fought to a draw with the Hell Meat Demon.

At this time, David Mo in the distance shot away the last necromancer beside him, and a burst of black mist burst into the air and instantly scattered on the ground. He even slashed nearly a hundred necromancers, but Jīng's divine power was also rapidly depleting, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

He gasped slightly, and just wanted to mention the jīng god to kill the mage crowd again, but found that there was no one next to him. Looking up, I saw that the mage legion and the warrior legion were actually fighting each other in the distance, and I couldn't help but feel inexplicable.

Only Anisha from a distance observed the entire situation from beginning to end, although she didn't know the details, but the general situation on the entire battlefield had been seen through by her. Looking at David Mo, who was forgotten alone, she couldn't help but shake her head slightly and sighed: "This guy is really lucky." ”

At this time, David Mo did not continue to fight into the formation, but just stood not far away and looked coldly at this group of necromantic legions that were fighting each other. Looking up at the somewhat dilapidated walls of Sharbo City, he couldn't help but think, "I don't know what happened to the people in the city now." ”

Bullying is the immutable law of nature, although the necromancer was killed by David Mo, but in the face of the necromantic warriors who are equal to their own strength, they have used almost all the unique skills in their lives.

The casualties on both sides were extremely heavy, and the highest mage in the mage legion was only bronze level eight, but fortunately, there was a hell meat demon who could stop the strongest man in the warrior legion, Frieve, otherwise they would almost be a herd of lambs to be slaughtered.

Half an hour passed, and the death toll of the guards led by Ferrif had reached thirty, and there were only more than a dozen guards left around him, but this hell meat demon had also reached the end of the crossbow, and Ferif forced out all the last jīng divine powers, and finally cut off the monster's head with a sword.

With a loud bang, the body of the Hell Meat Demon fell to the ground, convulsed twice and then turned into a puddle of black water. Firif couldn't hold it anymore and sat on the ground, the battle just now had almost exhausted all of his jīng divine power.

He looked at the scene on the battlefield in the distance, and a sadness surged from his heart, tragic, too tragic. Originally, he led this necromantic army across the entire province of Sharbo.

A month ago, the commander of the mage legion caused Korver to die on the border of the province of Sharbo, and Korver, a necromancer who also had the strength of the silver level, died in such an unknown way.

So the Governor gave an order and asked him to lead this necromantic army to plunder the entire province of Sharpo to avenge Korwall, but he didn't expect that when he was about to slaughter this Sharbo City in one fell swoop today, there would be such an extremely painful infighting.

The legion, which originally numbered as many as several thousand, now looks like there are less than 300 people left, even if he completes the order of the Governor after this battle, what kind of face does he have to continue to live in the world!

The mage legion was originally killed by David Mo, and the cannibalistic strength was already somewhat inferior to the warrior legion, and the leaderless dragons were even worse, and now they were almost slaughtered by the warrior legion.

The remaining more than two hundred people of the necromantic warriors tightly surrounded the last remaining dozens of mages, and it was this group of abominable mages in front of them that had caused them to suffer such a heavy blow!

Dozens of mages were surrounded in a small circle, and when they were about to be destroyed, they suddenly launched a spell again in a vain attempt to break out of the encirclement.

Seeing that they still dared to resist, Halta, who had already received heavy blows, burst out of anger from the bottom of her heart, shouting: "Kill all these despicable and shameless villains for me!"

In the end, under the charge of the necromantic warriors, although the necromancer swore to resist for a while, his strength was already too disparity, and he was finally completely killed after killing nearly a hundred necromantic warriors.

Leaving behind a mortally wounded necromancer, Haltha grabbed him by the collar and returned to Ferife's side with the remaining hundred and ten necromantic warriors.

I saw Halta throw the mage on the ground, put a jet-black knife on his neck, and asked coldly, "Why are you killing each other!"

This question has been bothering all the necromantic warriors, and Firif also looked at the mage, wanting to get the truth out of his mouth.

The mage was already frightened, and he just cried out, "My lord, it's all a misunderstanding!"

The sound of his crying made Ferrif upset for a while, and the big slap of the casserole slapped him directly in the face, and roared angrily: "Cry you m B! Tell Lao Tzu what is going on!"

After the mage was slapped by him, half of his face was swollen, and he just wanted to continue crying, but when he saw Ferry's slap raised again, he was so frightened that he sobbed twice and quickly explained: "We ...... Everybody fights each other to escape!"

When Halta heard what he said, she lifted him up and asked viciously: "C, you m, you run away! Why do you run away!

"There is a silver ninth-level warrior who has broken into our camp......" He saw that Halta was about to beat him again, and hurriedly looked around a few times, only to see a young man in white standing in the distance dozens of feet away.

As if he had found a life-saving straw, he pointed at the young man in white and shouted desperately: "It's him!

A large group of necromantic warriors looked in the direction he pointed, only to see a handsome young man with a silver spear also looking at them, his eyes were cold, and he didn't seem to have a trace of human fireworks.

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