It was an hour and thirty minutes after noon, when the sparse light rain began to thicken, and there was a hint of coolness in the air.

At the same time, there is also a chill in the hearts of everyone hiding in the residence of the Black Hand Brotherhood.

At its peak, the Brotherhood numbered nearly a hundred, but now there are less than fifty people left, including a dozen or so who have been seriously wounded.

Sanders, a third-order pinnacle-level assassin and the current supreme leader in the small building, stood at the window, silently watching the undead army outside.

There were seven or eight other people sitting in the room, the most powerful of the Brotherhood right now, but their faces were full of exhaustion, and most of them had minor or severe injuries on their bodies.

They are now resting, and every entrance and exit of the small building has temporarily set up various powerful traps to delay the enemy's attack, and when they recover part of their body, they will have to guard the outside of the trap again, after all, there are not many materials that can set such traps, and they need to play a greater role at the right time.

Since all the buildings on the periphery were destroyed, they had been holding out for an hour until the last place, but they didn't know how long they would have to hold out.

Suddenly, there was a cheering sound from nowhere, not too far away, but I couldn't hear what it was.

"What's the movement?" everybody looked up.

"I don't know...... It's not like the enemy is going to have reinforcements coming again, is it?"

"There's no point in getting by, just by relying on these undead outside to completely trap us to death. ”

"Is this what the council said about the army of the dead, how could it be so large, and why did it come to us?"

"Who knows......"

After that, there was silence in the room again.

"Master Sanders," someone couldn't help but say after a while, "they haven't been back for so long, even Steve's parents, will it be ......?"

"Shut up," Sanders said without looking back, "If Steve is serious, he can be said to be on par with that old man in Austin, how can it be so easy to get into trouble!"

The man who spoke was silent, but after Sanders rebuked the rebuke, there was a hint of bitterness on his face facing the window.

Yes, those people haven't heard from them for too long, is there really something wrong? That's the elite in the brotherhood, not to mention that the parent is still a fourth-order night walker, such a rainy environment is the most suitable to play, but......

Sanders was a little apprehensive in his heart, but he knew that he must not show it, otherwise the morale of the remaining brothers would definitely be low.

After about ten minutes, someone stood up and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

But Saunders suddenly said, "Wait a minute, another lich is coming!"

Everyone gathered at the window, and sure enough, a lich slowly approached outside, apparently trying to cast some powerful and destructive spell.

"Absolutely not...... once a spell destroys the building, the traps blocking all entrances will be useless, and everyone will be exposed to the direct attack of the undead.

"I'm here this time, you guys have a little more rest," Sanders stopped the others from moving, and then his body suddenly disappeared from the house, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the lich not far from the small building.

"Shadow Attack!"

A dagger appears behind the lich, stabbing him in the back with a ghostly glow.

But a hand suddenly appeared in front of him, holding the dagger tightly, and the voice of the lich turning around sounded in Sanders's ears, "Human, this method can only be used once at most. ”

This is an intermediate lich who is also at the peak of the third order! in terms of perception, physical strength, Cheng Dù, and all other abilities, he has greatly surpassed the previous junior lich!

The Lich's palm was cut by the sharp dagger, but it didn't care, but instead smiled, and said, "Soul Bundle ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the human in front of him turned into a puff of light smoke and disappeared again.

"Hmph, a third-order assassin dares to hide his body in this environment?" the lich pointed his hand, and a large net woven by the shadows appeared on the outside of the small building.

Sanders could not return directly to the small building, and could only turn to the "Shadow Web" that bypassed the lich, but the three elite skeletons strode forward, and the three great swords slashed in one direction.

After a few soft sounds, Sanders's figure revealed, and he staggered back a few steps, a thin streak of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He discovered a fatal mistake of his own!

Because he was too worried that the lich's secret method would destroy the small building, when he rushed out, he forgot that the rain was already dense, and even if the third-order assassin reached the peak level, if he hadn't awakened the "power of protection", the concealment skill would not really disappear, so in such a weather environment, there would be some clues.

After the previous battle with the members of the Brotherhood, the mid-level lich had already understood the general strength of the people in the small building, so he arranged for this weakness, and personally controlled the three summoned elite skeletons through Guò Spiritual Connection, and used this to direct them to find Sanders's whereabouts, and crush his stealth skills with a single blow.

Next, the assassin was surrounded by dozens of enemies.

But six or seven members of the Brotherhood appeared at the door of the small building, the same people who had just been in the hut, and when they saw the failure of Sanders' operation, they immediately rushed out to help without thinking.

"Idiot, get back!" Saunders yelled.

But those people turned a deaf ear and still rushed over with their own combat skills.

If Li Ang was present at this time, he would definitely sigh with emotion-"The gangsters also have true feelings!"

However, there are only undead here, and they will not have such senseless feelings, and the mid-level lich once again controlled the "Shadow Web" that had risen into the air, and quickly fell down on these people.

They glanced up and continued to lunge forward, almost indifferently, as one of the tallest of the wounded let out a roar and leaped upward, almost heading towards the "Shadow Web".

After a strange sound, the "Shadow Web" that came into contact with the creature disappeared into mid-air, along with the tall Brotherhood members, and Sanders knew that it was useless to scold at this time, and immediately tried his best to join his brothers.

But six or seven elite skeletons came to the aid at the same time, in addition to dozens of skeleton warriors and hundreds of low-level skeleton soldiers, the mid-level lich knew that this was a critical moment, he had already mobilized most of his subordinates, and with such a huge disparity in combat power, it was foreseeable that the remaining high-ranking members of these brotherhoods would soon be wiped out.

Sanders had already joined the supporters, his face was a little desperate, and he sighed in his heart: "It is estimated that after this time, the Black Hand Brotherhood will become the history of the capital of chaos." ”

Suddenly, a young man's voice came.

"Hold on!"

"Support a little longer!

......

Hearing this, Sanders looked up at the source of the sound, and not only him, but also the remaining elites of the Brotherhood and a few lichs on the field also turned their heads.

On the other side of the street connected to the ruins, on the roof of a small building, a man who was excessively young was standing on a rising chimney, his hands clasped together at his lips, as if he had just made the sound.

I can see nearly 100 people clustered at several intersections around the young man, their clothes are not uniform, and even the weapons are varied, these people are brought by the young man, but who is he, is he really here to support?

However, the hope that had just risen in Sanders's heart sank again, although he didn't know this young man, but he could see that those people at the intersection should be residents of the lower city, even if they came to support, their strength was too low, and the number was too small!

The mid-level lich sneered even more, "Filthy humans, even with your small number of people, dare to speak out! Is it that we killed too few people when we passed by, which caused you to have some misunderstandings? Hmph! I said that I was too tolerant of you people, but this time you came to the door to seek death by yourself!"

"Looking for death?" Leon laughed as he stood on the chimney, "Look who's looking for death!"

He raised his hand upwards and said, "Kill!"

The crowd gathered at the nearby intersection saw these undead, and the eyes were already bursting with greedy sparks, they had been waiting a little impatiently, and as soon as the word "kill" came out, it was like a wolf frantically pounced on it when it saw food.

Sanders, Brotherhood Elite, People in the Building, Intermediate Lich...... All those present suddenly widened their eyes and stared at the scene in front of them in amazement.

In the eyes of the members of the Brotherhood and the undead, countless figures suddenly appeared from the intersection of the various streets in front of them, they were hugging, pushing, and pulling each other, running wildly as if they were crazy, and what was particularly terrifying was their eyes, these low-level lower city residents, these gangsters, **, down-and-out mercenaries, and even some disheveled young women, not only did not have fear in their eyes when facing the undead soldiers, but exuded fanatical affection.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, five hundred...... In no more than ten seconds, nearly a thousand people have appeared in everyone's sight, and behind them, there is a steady stream of people rushing out from various intersections!

With a "bang", the weapon in the hand of a fraternity member behind Sanders fell to the ground, he quickly picked it up, and stammered, "Lord Sanders!

"What the fuck do I know......" Sanders was also at a loss.

Even more overwhelmed is the mid-level lich, it is not afraid of hundreds of such opponents at all, and it also feels that it should be able to deal with nearly a thousand, but the number of these humans in front of it has exceeded its capacity, especially those who are running in the front know that the strength is very strong at a glance.

It hesitated, and its body began to slowly float backwards.

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