"What? Go back? Very good, you two sisters and brothers have a deep affection, let's go to the funeral together." Mark slumped on the ground and said, "Go yourself, I'm not going to die." ”

What are mercenaries? Mercenaries are people who work for money, they are not regular soldiers, they are loyal to the country and the king, and they can sacrifice their lives for the country and the people without hesitation. Mercenaries are only loyal to themselves and money, and they don't do anything that costs their lives in vain.

"Commander, don't you want to come back, I'm still looking forward to going back and doing a big job......," Arnold said slightly disappointed, putting down his weapon.

"Well, since you're not going, I'll go myself!" Erica slammed into her feet and flew towards the Phantom Palace.

"Hey, you know that your opponent is the Corpse Witch King and his army of the undead! you're going to die, you know?" Mark shouted up to Erica's distant back, not knowing if she could hear it.

"Not necessarily!hey, hey, hey!" Neil grinned lewdly, "The fight isn't over yet, so Phil isn't dead." At least not dead yet, and a tie with the Corpse Witch King. If we go back, there may be a windfall. ”

"A tie with the Witch King? Are you too imaginative? Phil is still a child. Mark looked stunned.

"Hehe, how many archmages are there in the world as young as Miss Yaounde? If she hadn't easily defeated Arnold, who would have believed that she was an archmage? Maybe Phil Yaounder was stronger than his sister. Neil said, holding his pointed chin in his hand.

"What about your opinion?" asked Mark, Samantha.

"Go back! They are part of our mercenary group, and we can't leave them alone. It may be too late to go back now, no matter how strong the two sisters and brothers are, they can't be the opponents of the undead, and it will be dangerous after a long time. Samantha said worriedly. Samantha's analysis is correct, ordinary people are indeed not opponents of the Corpse Witch King, but it is different with the addition of the legendary nightmare, so Renon has been able to hold on until now.

"What about you?" asked Arnold.

"Go, of course go, why don't you go?

"Hey, let's go. Mark weakly picked up his broadsword and headed back towards the Phantom Palace.

Three black bolts of lightning pierced through the green mist, like three sharp daggers stabbing at the Corpse Witch King. "Karma!" There was another dry sound, and the Corpse Witch King slashed across the void with his white palm, and a black smoke appeared in front of it to form a smooth black mirror, reflecting back the three dark thunderbolts.

"You're from the circus? Nightmare flashed sideways and said, "Somebody's coming! Looks like we're going to have to end this fight soon." Do you have a way to clear this disgusting cloud of death?"

"Of course, of course!" Just as the Corpse Witch King and Nightmare were fighting, Renon completed his preparations for the reverse spell, and in an instant, a chaotic and strange wave of telekinesis spread from Ruinon's body.

Affected by this fluctuation of telekinesis, the red light in the eyes of the Corpse Witch King flickered brightly and dimly. "Whew!" it let out a howl of pain, and the green mist that permeated its surroundings instantly dissipated without a trace.

"That's right!" said Nightmare, raising her haughty head again, "it doesn't feel like it's the same without this obstruction. With that, it scraped the ground with its front hooves, and its black body flew towards the Corpse Witch King with a series of afterimages.

It's faster! It's faster than it was in the Black Forest! Seeing this scene in front of him, Ruinon couldn't help but sigh in his heart,

"Boom!" a violent explosion sounded, and a powerful air current slammed into Renon's chest like a heavy hammer, throwing the thin body into the air.

Such a powerful shockwave! This is the true strength of the nightmare? Feeling this unstoppable force, Ruinon's heart was extremely shocked.

"Do you want to fall to your death?" reminded a trembling voice.

Rinon hurriedly cast a levitation spell and floated in the air, suppressing the urge to vomit blood, his eyes fixed on the battle below. After an attack, Nightmare appears behind the Corpse Witch King, raising its two front hooves and charging again. The wide range of flames had dissipated, leaving only some of the black Hellfire condensed into countless small black fireballs that surrounded the nightmare. These fireballs follow the nightmares, exploding with each attack, ghostly flames blasting the fragile skeletons of the undead with unstoppable energy, flames burning their fallen souls.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The explosion sounded like a cannon, and the waves of air set off by the shock wave one after another, scraping Ruinon's cheeks with pain.

The hordes of zombies and skeletons surrounding the Corpse Witch King had long since been blasted to smithereens by the aftermath, leaving only its bare-bones commander to support him. Gradually, the Corpse Witch King was cornered by the nightmare, and in the midst of great danger, he opened his mouth again and emitted a puff of green smoke.

"Death Cloud again! This time the Death Cloud is much darker than the first, dangerous!" Renon shouted at Nightmare.

"I know it!" the nightmare figure flashed again and again, and took more than ten steps back to stand.

"The Death Cloud didn't spread?" Renon noticed that the Death Cloud released by the Corpse Witch King this time had many differences in addition to its color. The first Death Cloud was very thin, widespread, and spread very quickly, but this time it was as thick as cotton, clumping around the Corpse Witch King, showing no signs of spreading.

"Renon, the magic is in your hands. Nightmare looked at Rainon floating in the air and said, "One, two...... Five people have come, it's your sister and the Wind Demon Mercenary Regiment. With your character, you won't let your friends take risks, and I don't want outsiders to know about my existence. So, prepare to counterspell speed to solve it. ”

"Good!" Renon nodded, closing his eyes and concentrating. At this moment, a miserable howl sounded, and a huge black palm appeared in front of the nightmare, and its five fingers opened and grabbed the nightmare's neck, forcibly pouring cold energy into it.

Nightmare's black body shuddered uncontrollably, its mane began to frost, and a white chill trickled down its muscular body.

"Nightmare!" Rynon shouted.

"Leave me alone! A nightmare voice rang in Rinon's head.

Just as Nightmare's body began to freeze, the black hand began to retract. Seeing that the nightmare was getting closer and closer to the ball of "cotton", and he was helpless, Ruinon couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Poof!" a nightmarish black voice sank into a thick green fog. It was engulfed in a cloud of death.

"Damn! I don't know what to do!" Renon tugged at his hair in frustration, watching the Nightmare get caught, but nothing was going on in the face of the same magic counterspell. If the Nightmare is dead, who will kill the Witch King? Can he escape with his own level? Could the Phantom Palace be his burial place?

It turned out that the Corpse Witch King had strengthened his control over telekinesis, and Rynon's meager level of magic was obviously not a threat to it. As long as you kill the Nightmare, this lowly human will be your own meal. A legendary beast, a soul with powerful dark energy, can skyrocket in strength just by devouring their own. Looking at the nightmare trapped in the cloud of death, the red light in the eyes of the Corpse Witch King was sheng, and the undead magic was activated: Thousand Souls Seeking Life! (Thousand Souls Seeking Life: (Necromantic Magic) High-level undead creatures release souls that have been gathered in their bodies for many years to impact their enemies. Void souls can penetrate most defenses without physical hindrance, and follow their target for long periods of time. They are effective at inflicting both physical and mental damage on their targets. Initial level unknown)

Countless ghosts poured out of the Witch King's body, surging into the nightmare with a desolate wail. In the face of the double attack of the death cloud and the thousand souls, the nightmare struggled to set up a defensive barrier with the flames of hell, and at the same time propped up the unstable static force field to save his life, but this fragile defense system gave people the appearance that it would collapse at any time.

Seeing the nightmare's awkward situation, the Corpse Witch King opened his large, leaky mouth and let out a series of dry "rattles" one by one. It's laughing, and it's smirking.

Ruinon, who was floating in mid-air, stared at everything that was happening below with wide eyes and bewilderment, and stammered, "This ...... This is...... What's the situation?"

"What's the situation? You can't understand such an obvious situation, and you don't want to think about who I am, and you want to trap me with all these low-level magics?" said Nightmare as he came to Rainon, "I have to admit that necromancy is really lethal. But no matter how strong the magic is, if you can't hit someone, it's in vain, right?"

"Dream Eater?"

"That's right! No intelligent creature can escape the effects of my dreams. It's sleepwalking now, thinking I can't do it. Nightmare's purple eyes shone brightly, "I've eaten enough, I'll devour half of its soul energy first, and I'll give you the rest." ”

As soon as Nightmare's words fell, the Corpse Witch King let out a cry of pain. The sound it makes is not the sound of the real world, but the cry from the depths of the soul, although it cannot be heard by the ears, it is like five thunderbolts, deafening.

"It's ......," Erica and the others, who were heading towards the Phantom Palace, heard the roar from the depths of their souls.

"It's the Witch King's wail!" said the knowledgeable Mark, "God! what happened to Phil and the Witch King? How could the monster let out such a cry of pain?

Hearing the Corpse Witch King's soul wail, Erica became anxious because she didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse. She boosted her speed to the limit and flew towards the gray castle.

Quiet, everything is so quiet, the gray sky, the broken low walls, the broken bones all over the ground. "The battle is over?" Returning to the place where the battle had been before, Erica looked anxiously, "Rui...... Phil, where are you?" She almost called out Rinnon's real name in desperation, but she immediately changed her tune when she noticed someone coming behind her.

"The battle is over?" it wasn't long before Mark and the others arrived.

"Hey, hey, hey, it looks like Phil's kid won. I knew that the little boy was more terrible than the Witch King. Neil crouched against the low wall and laughed lewdly.

"Kala!" Arnold stomped a bone, "it's over...... I'm going to have a big fight. ”

"Really, Neil, I hope you're right!" Samantha strained her bowstrings with her hands, her bright eyes scanning her surroundings warily.

"The battle is over, where is Phil?" asked Erica.

"I don't know what to do! There doesn't seem to be anyone alive around here. Mark said, "Don't go alone, let's go find someone together." Neil!" he shouted, gesturing to Neil.

Neil nodded in receipt of it. He leapt from the top of the wall, his thin, lewd figure arcing through the air. "Bang!" Neil's clothes suddenly swelled, and he staggered forward like a giant bat.

"This ...... And flying like this?" said Erica, with her little white hand dragging her chin.

"Not every martial artist is a genius, and not every mage knows how to fly. Mark said to Erica, "We can only make up for the gap in strength by wisdom, Miss Yaounde!"

"It's the most efficient way we can scout. Arnold said angrily, "Wait patiently for good news." ”