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The connection between war and a spirit-sucking monster and a lich seems to be very weak, what is the need for a strange monster to participate in a war? What is the possibility that a strange monster will be affected by a war? The intersection of their great power and war should, in fact, and can only be used as the culprit, as the culprit, as the conspirator...... to start a war.

However, the reality is very different...... The city, occupied by Katzejek, is facing a ferocious attack!

The darkness spread like a river, and only at a very close distance did it reveal its true face—their bodies, which had long lost their skin and flesh, touched the ground on all fours, and charged forward with a strange movement! Their original humanoid bodies were so fast that they could even cross a distance of more than ten feet in a single leap...... The skull-like heads turned endlessly, the flames fluttering and burning in their eye sockets, unable to illuminate the strange dark red around them! and they were only an extension of the river, and behind them were even darker, grotesque figures, the bones and dead flesh combined into countless strange figures......

However, Edward's gaze did not pause for a moment on this magnificent river.

His focus is on the enemy......

A cyan monster with wings that was seven or eight feet long, it shook the tattered membrane on its wings, which could barely hold the wind, and circled forward, but with a sharp buzzing sound, with a shadow entwined with a faint blue light, shot directly through its head. A violent light turned into a raging flame containing positive energy, burning the unlucky undead creature to pieces in an instant.

The humming of the bowstring continued.

Dozens of white lights flew from afar, one by one, submerged into the black river, and ignited a burning flame in the midst of the army of the undead!

Thereupon. The sound of incessant explosions echoed in this large, confined space countless times louder! The trembling light of the fire reflected the leaping shadows, driving away the thick darkness, and when the flames of light extended outward, it was as if the cliffs on both sides of the rift were burning!

But through the air that expands and distorts from heat and cold, Edward sees those that are constantly converging. The shadow of humanity.

The voices around him are gradually calming down.

Or rather, they converge and converge into a melodious sound. Vaguely reverberating, but eventually lingering.

We, we are an extension of the Empress's will.

We. We owe allegiance only to her holy name!

Questioning is blasphemy, thinking is false, we just have to act.

We fight, we work, we serve, all our one qiē repays the Empress's expectations of us, and the fulfillment of her wishes is the only thing we want!

Her happiness is our reward, and her sorrow is our failure. She is our light in the darkness!

The dross of the world is driven by fear. Fluttering before our doors, but destined to dissipate before her great will, the royal storm, unrivaled!

The Divine Will of the Empress is like mountains, and they are like the waves that lap against the mountains. Even if it rolls in, it will definitely achieve nothing.

We are unstoppable. We are steadfast.

Let us, the voice hand-picked by the Empress, carry out our mission......

......

The Psychic Mancer's eyes narrowed. In the silver eyes, the color of the flames was reflected, and it was countless points of pink......

It was dancing like a flame......

Pink silk.

It turned out to be her.

Or, this is a matter of course, this matter can't be reborn in other people, how can anyone other than this woman be interested in making a special trip to start a war against a spirit-sucking monster lich?

But in front of Edward, Marilyn is not the only one who started this battle - it should be said. Not just a Marilyn, but ......

It's all Marilyn.

Yes, all. Every ...... that keeps gathering Edward's gaze, sweeping over the faces beneath the pink silks, repeated again and again. In order to make sure that what he saw was not a profound illusion, but exactly the same faces-

Pink and slender eyebrows, deep and bright pupils, plump and seductive lips, fair and delicate face. The only individual differences that can distinguish them are those pink silk forms, long, short, double ponytails, coils, curves, and ladylike curls......

They're entities, they're all Marilyn, they're all ...... No matter every soldier, every officer.

The black and white long skirts wrap their slender and toned bodies, and the skirt corners seem to be a little lengthy, but they bring out a unique rhythm in the running, but because of the completely consistent appearance, they form an inexplicable pressure, which is eye-catching and shocking to the senses.

Hundreds? no, at least a thousand, or even thousands......

Thousands of women in pink-haired and black-and-white dresses ran and gathered like that, forming a long formation on the flat front of the cave. Catch up on the river of death, where the undead gather!

A corps of clones.

For a moment, the mind warlock's mood suddenly became a little indescribable—he didn't expect that in this world, there were people who would also touch such a powerful power.

Of course, if you dig deeper, it is definitely simpler to use the applicability of magic to promote cloning than technology, and compared to the complexity of human technology, what magic lacks is not technology, but ideas. In this world where God created the world, who would have thought that countless of themselves would be used to create an army?

God created man in His own image, and the repetition of this practice is a natural blasphemy!

But they may really be worthy of the title of invincible.

Pink and black occupied both ends of the battlefield in an instant, the human side organized its formation as it ran, and the river of the undead rolled forward in a disorderly manner...... The undead don't need tactics, they have lost their intellect in their minds, only the instinct to kill remains, and in the blink of an eye, the black torrent has wrapped the acute angle of pink, and the two wings that are surging up frantically complete the merger. It seems that it is only in the blink of an eye.

"The song of the crimson, the idealism of war. ”

Human beings, however, are fearless.

At the front of the acute angle, Marilyn pink long flying, taking a step forward. Fingers forward, a pale red color appeared in her palm, it was a long silver spear, unfurled a fluttering banner red like a flame, and a silver lily with three sharp swords in it. Dancing on the fluttering red, her voice was clear and high, passing through the entire battlefield space!

"The song of the crimson, the idealism of war. ”

Thousands of voices shouted in unison, along with the sound. The dazzling light illuminated the space in an instant! The white light pierced into the deep darkness where the undead gathered, and the surging river split like cream in front of a sharp blade, and melted like ice and snow under the flames. The reef separates the waves, and the light drives away the darkness.

"Thank you...... This was a gift from the Empress...... Everything in the world is a test for us. We won't let her down. Her will is above us, and above all the people of this world. Death or death is the absolute choice!"

"The song of the crimson, the idealism of war. Where the heart goes, where the war goes. Fight as you like, not as a profit-driven battle, but only according to the will of the empress...... Fight. Listen to the voice of the Queen's divine wrath, and you ......"

"Obey, and you will obey!"

Before the sun burst into the light, the essence of the undead was banished. The ashes of the bones were sent to the edge of the brilliance with the hot and cold currents.

"Beautiful girl and undead tentacle monster...... Aesthetically, you've already lost. Lowering his eyes, which had been burned by the eight-ring spell, Edward sighed.

"So, you. How do you judge?"

Obviously, the Eater of Souls lich didn't understand the human joke, and wasn't interested in delving into the meaning of it—the phantom, the dead white eyes staring at Edward, his voice as ethereal as if coming from afar, "Help me, or be my enemy?"

Edward tilted his head.

For a moment, he had guessed a little bit of the other man's thoughts—no wonder the zombie octopus head was so annoyed—or rather, more uneasy? The contact he had coincidentally made to him at this time, with the caution of a spellcaster and the strange malicious mind, would not have yielded an optimistic outcome in any case.

What's more, with Edward's current strength, if he really wants to participate in this battle, he can't stop it at will.

Edward obviously had more to do with his rival than him, and if the two joined forces, he might not be invincible even if he owned an ancient magic city.

Or, there must be none.

As long as necessary, Edward can reverse the direction of most teleportation spells, even the space lock of a large city, it is difficult to defend against this distortion that touches the divine rule, once the barrier of the city is lost, it is conceivable that the Katzejek side will immediately fall into a desperate situation - the so-called spells originally relied on the mage's own control of the rules, and had little to do with the body, and in the face of such a number of spellcasters, even if the lich had a large number of subordinates, how could he fight with a group of ** division-level opponents?

Even without his own appearance, Katzejek's end is already doomed.

If there are no accidents -

"Don't worry, I'm not going to help her, I need what you offer me more than her. ”

The Psychic Warlock spoke.

"Greed will not lead to more, Lord Edward. ”

The lich's indifferent response made Edward tuggle at the corners of his mouth - unsurprisingly, such a simple explanation would not be credible, because in the current situation, it was clear that the Psychic Alliance's gains would not be greater than that of the human union.

Help the ** division, then the entire city, as well as most of the Lich's collections, will appear in the category of loot. And according to the characteristics of Edward's current ability, he can even take advantage of the fire to loot - anyway, loot has always been the one who grabs it. In the case of fast hands and slow hands, what can be better at scavenging the battlefield than a storage zài with spatial gods?

But the person in front of him claimed that he wanted to choose the opposite.

That meant that not only would he turn a powerful fellow into his own opponent, but he would not be able to get much help from others after the battle—whether it was the city or possibly help—to survive the crisis. Does that mean that a lich must be grateful to a human and give everything he has?

This is not at all the answer that comes after thinking about it.

"Their bodies are also human, right? Have they been strengthened in any way? What if they are killed?"

The human only smiled indifferently at the suspicion of the undead, and his gaze returned to the battlefield. Notice that the darkness has collided with the pink.

The Sun Burst is a weapon of magic against the undead, the nemesis of the undead, but it is by no means a curse that can end war—just as a match can't boil a river, or a bowl of acid can't dissolve a cow. When the light fell, the dusty ash dissipated only a corner of the river of the undead, and countless bones. The rotting flesh, the claws, the teeth, the bones, the teeth, the bones tumbled, and in just a breath, the wide space was resealed, and even the more vicious parts were regurgitated from the inside!

Edward's problem arose at this time, stemming from what he had seen—that the Marilyns at the forefront had stopped. Stretched out his palm...... In the midst of the brilliance, everyone has at least one weapon in their hands.

Flails, swords, scimitars, daggers. Rapiers, swords, curved swords, halberds...... Even a two-handed scythe or a heavy long-handled war hammer...... A person, a warrior can think of all the weapons that exist in the human race, as if at this moment they were in the ranks, and the beings who were in charge of them had already begun another kind of battle that was different from the imagination.

Their movements are swift and orderly. Slash, stab, smash, a flash of metallic sheen, and there will be an undead. Reduced to dust and blood, the undead are tireless and unafraid, and they rush forward like the waves, and the pink and black and white ranks are in the way, and the cliffs in front of the waves split the layers of black, shattering, and disappearing in the brilliance!

"There is a magic enhancement, but it is not a very strong level, not afraid of poison, the anti-death enchantment makes the death cloud technique useless, and it will also die, although it is very difficult to kill, because it seems to have increased some kind of bloodline similar to that of a demonic beast, and it has an abnormal resistance to the damage on the **. Losing a large amount of blood will not completely incapacitate them, and besides, there are also healers among them."

Katzeyek's calm and dry voice couldn't hide a trace of helplessness in his mental fluctuations: "Therefore, in the few days that the battle has lasted until now, their losses are surprisingly small, and once they die, their bodies will automatically disintegrate, and they cannot become effective targets for necromancy. ”

"What about the other spells?"

"Their minds are interconnected, and they can even enhance the power of magic with the help of common effects, no enchanted spells, or psionic powers, can have an effect on them, and may even have the opposite effect, and several of my subordinate spirit-absorbing monsters have been controlled by her commanding skills. ”

The voice of the Eater of Souls Lich's voice was dry, recounting the astonishing facts—Edward sensed the Lich's surprise, or rather, he could understand the surprise:

"Mind sharing, mind amplification, although it is not the effect of the construction of the mind ability, but its essence is how much difference there is, I have to say, she does have a different way of thinking, and it can be regarded as an outlier among humans. ”

This resonance-like increase is not new, in fact, for any caster - this is the foundation, the power of multiplicity of people, not only can increase the knowledge of each person, but also greatly enhance the effect.

But the power of the mind is transformed into the shackles of a mage's thinking.

It's no wonder that this octopus didn't take more effective measures, such as summoning, or sending good men to lead the army...... The power of a ** division is already terrifying enough, after thousands of times increase, what kind of level will the ** division-level enchantment be? Without the means of protection of divine power, I am afraid that the only powerful hypnotic machine in this world that can resist is the undead creatures.

However, undead creatures are not powerful and omnipotent, they also have their own weaknesses, such as not being tough enough to have intelligence from the start, weak attack methods, and so on. In the face of such a single-willed army, the strength they can exert is probably too limited.

Pink sparks converge and stir up the power to destroy Miè...... Hundreds of dots of flames flew out from the rear of the team, and the terrifying explosion immediately shook the entire underground space!

For a moment, the space seemed to be stuffed into a red gem shield - hundreds, the red light that burst out of the fireball was even stronger than the scorching eyes of the sun, the crimson color filled everyone's field of vision, and the flames that soared into the sky seemed to ignite the whole world!

Then there was the tremor, a tremor of natural force that rippled around the rock, and even though he was miles away from the center of the explosion, Edward could still feel the soles of his feet, the rock shaking like a child of fear.

"Huhuhu...... The realm and strength of thought is not a competition for who lives a long time, your rotten way of thinking, can no longer create more power, I will mercifully tell you a secret in the dimensional universe ~ ~ Since the ancient, pink, color, out, strong, (to be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )