Charles contracted the wind pressure: "You guys get ready. ”

Astor raised his air gun and contracted the wind barrier with Charles.

The storm has been cleared out of the way by Lacey's flames and Deminus' daylight magic.

Sekira's singing is sacred and melodious, and countless holy feathers of light fall from the sky, purifying the low-level undead shrouded in light.

Maias weaved among the undead, opening his sharp beak and singing songs, picking and biting the sleeping undead.

With a black horn in his hand, Adolel imagined a group of archdemons following him to the left and right, heading straight for the Plague Bird.

At the center of the undead scourge, Andrew was already close to the undead knight, holding a black giant sword in one hand and slashing at the undead knight.

The knight with the bone spear reached out to block it, and the tip of the spear and the giant sword slammed into a thick sound and concussion, and even the earth was shaken into dust by the massive force of the collision.

The necromancer swings his bone wand and summons a two-headed necromantic wyvern to stop Charles. However, at the moment when the Necromantic Wyvern drilled out of the teleportation array, the swift storm and the Flame Dragon's breath approached at the same time, staggered and dispersed, and then hit the two heads of the Necromantic Wyvern.

The power of the dual magic was so powerful that the body of the saint-level necromantic wyvern was shredded by the wind, and it was consumed in the blazing dragon flames, burning into ash.

The undead lich raised his head slightly, the dark green soul fire in his skull fluttering, and stared indifferently at Arrolyn and Franchino who were approaching.

The Gate of the Dead expands with the will of the lich, and a dragon groans from the dark cloud of souls.

In the midst of the extreme slump of low temperatures, the dragon's breath of double frost spat out from the other side of the door, blocking the fire and storm that spread in front of the lich.

The Undead Knight withdrew the bone spear with his right hand, and gently tugged at the reins of the flame with his left hand, and the frost spat out of the door froze the storm and flames, condensing in front of the undead lich and the undead knight into a solid ice shield, followed by a massive bone dragon emerging from the door of the undead.

Aroline looked up at the sky, and her always relaxed state of mind was rarely tightened at this moment, "It's actually a demigod-level bone dragon, but it's still two." ”

"With their masters, there are a total of three demigod-level enemies." Franchino also tightened his breathing, and slightly tilted his head to look at Andrew, who was holding a greatsword, "It seems that it is because of the reason for asking for help." ”

Among the few friends who came to help them, there must be a very powerful existence.

Aroline also looked sideways at Andrew, and asked politely: "This gentleman, you should also be Mr. Isidore's companion, right, can we work together at this time?" ”

Although from the perception at this moment, Andrew was only a saint-level half-dragon in their eyes, but inexplicably there was a special and vaguely terrifying feeling. What's more, it is incredible that a half-dragon man of the holy level has the courage to attack the undead knight beside his master.

Andrew's calm jaw, "How do you want to cooperate?" ”

Franchino raised a storm to stop the ice, preventing the frost of the bone dragon from freezing them, and quickly bowed his head and replied, "It's up to me and Lady Arroline to stop the lich, can you kill the undead knight and take out the natal box hidden in his abdomen?" ”

Arrolyn: "By destroying that natal box, we can stop this undead scourge." ”

Like Arroline, at this moment in front of Andrew, Franchino also has an inexplicable sense of awe. At their current level, it's hard to feel this way when they meet their peers.

Andrew nodded slightly in response, and then coldly slashed at the undead knight with his greatsword in hand.

Although it was in a dream, Andrew was still angry when he saw the undead lich controlling the bone dragon, especially the bones of the dragon that did not die naturally, and brutally reincarnated the living dragon.

"The flame is as I will—"

Arroline raised her staff and surrounded the ice that protected the undead lich.

Frankino swung his staff to create a magic circle in the air, and the furious wind made the flames hotter and hotter, aiming at one place to burn with all its might.

The frosty lich gazes indifferently and guides the bone dragon to swoop down from the air to stop the scorching fire and storm, while more undead appear around the lich.

The skeleton mage directs the water to extinguish the flames, and the undead plague snake flapps its back bones and spits out a mist of smoke.

The sharp tip of the arrow was poisoned, and the human marksman was pulled open by the reincarnated undead with the bone longbow, and took cover to aim the tip of the arrow at Arroline and Frankino.

Surrounded by the wings of holy angels, Sékira observes the battlefield and discovers the actions of the undead in the shadows, her eyes tickling the strings with her divine eyes. A feather of light fell silently from the sky, burning to ash the moment it touched the skeleton shooter.

There is a very novel feeling that dreams can accomplish things that reality can't...... In the face of the evil spirits of the undead, Sékira was lucky to be able to become an 'Angel of Light in War' in her dreams, praying that such a dangerous natural disaster would not occur in reality.

Andrew's gaze easily felt the ice wall dissolve in the flames, and he aimed his greatsword at the weakest point of the frost with all his might.

The wind wall created by Charles shattered, and under the guidance of Frankiemu, everyone flew out of the wind current, flying along the passage opened by Lacey after burning the undead, and approached the place where the plague bird was located at full speed.

"Such a holy and scorching flame, a warm light."

As a mage of fire, Orn is extremely sensitive to the temperature of fire. Even if he hadn't experienced it himself, he could feel how hot the remaining flames in the air were.

Charles channeled the storm and purified the approaching poisonous mist, "Angels, demons, elves, and light mages...... The combined efforts of the Light fanatics are advantageous to us, even though it is a dangerous undead scourge of this magnitude. ”

Firmly believe that they will win this game.

"That's true."

Paorion summoned the scarlet bats and the banshee to scream at each other, took off a blood-colored gem set on the side of his face and transformed it into a scarlet staff, and turned his head to Orn, Musel, Charles and Yaster, as well as Padraic and Lecurgus, and said, "It's rare to have such a magical experience, do you want to play?" ”

Musel's eyes flickered, and Orn asked with interest: "What game?" ”

"I have fifty points in my hand, and Lecurgus and Padraic have only fifty points." Paorien unfolded the map, his words quick and concise, "I will make a bet on these points, and the one who wins in the end can take them all." ”

While we don't know what points do, it never hurts to collect more.

"It's a fun game."

Ernn and the others instantly understood Paorion's thoughts, and they didn't hate this kind of friendly, slightly competitive game, but they ......

"I can participate, but the game can't affect our alliance and cooperation, and I hope it can be fair and just."

Mussell looked up at Paorion, "Why do you only have 50 points?" ”

Paorien and Padraic looked at Frankimu at the same time, "We asked for help. ”

Padraic and his enemies were not as strong as the Lich, but they were far superior to them, and if it weren't for Aroline and Franchino, they wouldn't have been able to respond to the call immediately.

Frankiemu, who has the most points, smiled: "I'm very sorry, my brother is in the Lich, and I'm not good at fighting, so I'm not going to participate in this match." ”

Lolites looked apologetic, "I'm very sorry, I'm not good at fighting. ”

Astor looked at Charles and Sidney, looking down a little embarrassed.

Charles in the Breeze form didn't feel too much shame, and whispered calmly: "The total points of the three of us are only 100. I don't participate, but we can help you, and the winner will only need to give us a small number of points. ”

Isidore held the Scepter of Light, his eyes drooping slightly, "I'm so sorry I can't participate in this kind of competition. ”

"The frequency of the undead attacks has changed, and I am learning the attacks of demons, angels, and elves...... I heard the sound of danger. ”

Although Aryas wants to support Paorien, the circumstances of the war have changed and time cannot be wasted.

"Then we will discuss this kind of thing later, let's go and help our friends first, otherwise it will be too rude."

Paorion looked at the flames and demons around the Plague Bird, and his staff turned into a blood-colored light to weave through the undead.

Isidore wielded his staff and channeled the Light with Lancelot, Karina, and Padraic at the same time, working together to bless everyone with multiple buff magic.

Astor and Charles call for the storm to quicken, and Loris shares her magic.

Orn, Musel...... Sidney and Alexis and the others scurried close to the Plague at the same time, and Aryas controlled the bat to sense more sounds.

Lancelot grabbed the reins in his left hand and charged at full speed with his right hand with the spear of light, sweeping and purifying bones and undead with his light. With the suppressive and attracting firepower of Sékira, Lacey, Adoral, and Maias, the low-level undead creatures were powerless in front of Lancelot.

Frankimu, Loris, Isidore, and Karina followed behind Lancelot, and Lycurgus looked at the undead at his side, waiting for the light to move slightly away from him, and then raised his right arm to smash the moonstone clenched in his palm towards the sky.

A light silver magic circle emerged from the shattered crystalline powder, shooting a pillar of light into the sky in Lycurgus's palm.

The icy silver pillars of light pierced through the clouds of the undead, and the torn night engulfed the surroundings, revealing an illusory and real bright moon.

The cold moonlight purifies the evil, and the undead who fled the light are purified into moondrops in the moonlight.

Lycougus let out a long, melodious howl towards the sky, and several small teleportation arrays appeared one after another around him.

The lich has been hindered by Arroline and Franchino, and a powerful 'half-dragon' is attacking next to the core, and the plague bird, which is the 'brain', is also caught between two demons.

Lycurges doesn't have to worry about the reincarnation of the undead at the moment, and he can freely try the talent of the Silver Moon Werewolf.

In the long howl of Lycurges, a number of ghostly wolves with silver-gray bodies, two meters in length, and illusory limbs appeared in the teleportation array.

"Whew~"

The ghost wolf's long, fluffy tail drooped, the tip of which seemed to ignite a dark blue ice flame, and it raised its head to show its fangs, and let out a low howl in response to Lycurgus's call.

Nearly a hundred ghost wolves surrounded Lycurges, and the lowest strength was also an eighth-level demonic beast, and the saint-level undead were not their opponents when they were fighting.

Lycurgus maintained his werewolf appearance, not forcibly transformed into a giant wolf by the moonlight, his back hair became whiter from the moonlight, and his azure eyes stared at the plague bird protected by the undead.

"Woo~"

Lycougus swung the wolf's tail behind him, and the wolf's claws, sharper than steel, tore the undead plague snake in half, changing the frequency of the long howl.

The ghost wolf responded to the wolf's howl and acted at the behest of Lycurges, stepping on the dark blue frost and spitting illusory flames that burned the corpse of the undead plague snake and incinerated the poisonous mist, and silently and lightly charged at the plague bird, biting all enemies that stood in their way.

The flames and wind melted the ice, and Andrew's giant sword easily broke through the barrier.

The ice wall exploded and cracked, and the undead knight once again stretched out his bone spear to block it, but Andrew suddenly changed direction and severed his wrist with great force.

Chapter 592

The blade of great force easily sliced through the bones, and the right hand that clenched the bone spear was cut in half, and it fell to the ground, sending up gravel and dust. The painless undead knight slowly raised his head, the soul fire in his skull not fluttering from a broken wrist, and the cloak whistling on his back seemed to be angry.

The undead lich looked indifferently at Andrew, who raised his sword again, his right hand holding the bone wand staff was slightly raised, using his mental power to guide the magic, and the hand that fell to the ground grasped the bone spear and soared into the air, intending to reintegrate with the knight's broken wrist.

Andrew sensed the undead lich's thoughts, so his right hand was raised at will, and in an instant, nearly a hundred black greatswords appeared at his side at the same time.

The bone dragon fell into the sky, accompanied by the frost dragon's breath, and the thorny dragon's tail slapped at Frankino and Arroline with all its might.

The Necromantic Wyvern flapped its illusory wings lightly, and its slightly open mouth contained not only fangs, but also a large cloud of foul rotten flames, aiming at Andrew and waiting for him to attack.

"Ms. Arrolyn."

Frankino, who turned into a wind spirit, had a keen sense, his eyes patrolled the whole field, his flexible body easily dodged the dragon's breath frost that could freeze his soul, and his illusory right hand tapped his staff in the air, "Please give me a little time, I'll help that gentleman first." ”

"Stay safe."

Arroline replied softly, raising her staff in her hand, and the red dragon under her raised its head at the same time and spewed fire dragon breath at the two bone dragons. At the same time, accompanied by Arroline's chanting and the release of a large amount of magic power, a red magic array with a radius of more than ten meters quickly took shape in the sky above the bone dragon's head almost instantly.

The swirling magic array first erupted a black smoke screen, and the smoke completely enveloped the bodies of the two bone dragons, accompanied by many scorching firelight explosions, like meteors falling from the sky to shatter the dragon's back and pierce the bones.

The furious flames coalesced into a cage of fire, imprisoning the bone dragon completely. The red magic array suspended in the sky continued to expand, accompanied by Arroline's passionate chanting, a heavenly light like the rising sun to the sea shone, and then thousands of small flame birds fell from the magic array one after another, indiscriminately blasting and blasting in the group of undead, causing a wave of fire.

The temperature was hot and the fire was raging, and Orn raised his staff above his head and whispered to the fluctuations of Arroline's magic at the moment.

The earth shook violently and cracked in the midst of Orn's chanting, the rocks piled up in the shape of volcanoes, and the huge flints attached to the hot lava erupted one after another in the magically created volcanoes, and bombarded the undead in the heap of the dead with all their might.

Charles and Astor gave up the initiative to attack, and at the same time chanted the whisper of the wind, and the power of the auxiliary flame became more and more powerful.

Loriss directs the air currents and assists in creating large windswept tornadoes to form enchantments.

Armed with a sword of fire, Alexis transformed into a heavenly fire that shines in the lava, smashing the undead who have not been blasted by the flint.