She had seen this ghost thing. Two years ago, Sanchez showed her skills when she showed her face, but it was a little different. The puppet of the black-robed wizard is a hatred made of many corpses. You can't look closely at it, otherwise you will vomit on the spot and have nightmares afterwards. This thing is made of local materials, and the bones are relatively "cleaner" than fleshy corpses.

If it was just one, she would not be afraid. The space outside was enough to deal with. Due to the height of the dwarf building, the puppet was not very huge, so it would not be daunting. However, as the white bones walked, many green ghosts appeared on the floor under its feet and the ceiling above its head, and the balance of combat power quickly led to the enemy. The old opponent who came out halfway made the elves hesitate. She was the only one who could deal with the ghost. Leading Duncan and Riley to rush out would only fall into a siege.

But if she retreated, the small area in the house would only cause her own disadvantages. She was busy thinking about countermeasures, and the ghosts would not wait, nor would they have the idea of ​​attacking them. The flesh and blood of living people attracted these poor worms who had died for a long time, and they rushed to release the resentment that had accumulated to the living for many years. The fastest one had arrived in front of Christina.

The blue light flashed twice, and the elf saved the undead, walked out of the door to guard the entrance of the room, Duncan and Riley followed her left and right. After seeing the fate of their companions, the rest of the ghosts no longer blindly moved forward but followed the hatred and slowly approached here. The body made of the skeleton was not solid, and many broken bones fell off every step, as if they had painted white paint on the floor.

"Please back, Miss."

The mage joined the battle, unlike Duncan and Riley, nor were they like Miss Silver Dragon who was still huddled by the fire. Zach was unscathed and had a high-fighting battle. There was a spellcaster in the team who was much more skillful than him, so it really took a long time to hold it in.

Given that the ghosts surrounded the bone puppet, the dark elves first released the fireball technique.

The sulfur ball pinched with the left hand was evaporated by magic, turning into a shiny fireball the size of a human head, spraying out from the index finger of the right hand pointing forward.

"Ah..." Miss Elf screamed. It should be that her eyes could not adapt to the spectrum that changed too quickly and was stimulated. The dwarf performed better than the elves. Even if she was dizzy, Duncan did not speak. Zach only heard him take a breath.

In order to cast spells, Zach has no time to care about his teammates, not to mention that he doesn't care. He was not the nosy white-skinned girl behind him, maybe the plan of the mistress of Orphelia would have been completed. Although Zach deliberately made trouble in it, it was only his revenge, and White-skin was not qualified to interfere.

There are not many magics that can be used indoors. If he can't kill these bones, he plans to do it again.

The fireball hits head-on, and the puppet who doesn't know what fear is, neither dodges nor dodges. The dark elf closes his eyes in advance so as not to be blinded by the subsequent firelight. The air waves caused by the explosion carry a lot of fragments of unknown origin, sucking the mage's cheeks, and he will be affected by the fireball technique a little closer. Such a large puppet is difficult to kill with one blow, Zach opens his eyes and prepares to continue.

A hand that looked like a sharp claw suddenly came out of the darkness, stopped in front of Zach's nose, shook it twice and disappeared, and the white-skinned elf's sword saved him. The stupid white-skinned provoked at the explosion scene that had not yet been completely settled. The dwarfs did not show weakness, and the mercenaries were a little slower. After all, humans were invisible and could only find the target based on the memories left when the fire exploded.

Zach had no choice but to give up casting unless he wanted to accidentally hurt his teammate. The mage summoned a light ball again to send it forward so that the mercenaries would not be able to see clearly and hurt themselves in a row.

The mage's fireball technique defeated most of the enemies, making the subsequent battle extremely easy. A few undead spirits encountered the holy light and were wiped out. They lost their numerical advantage and were unwilling to hide and pretend to be a ghost. How could the ghost be the opponent of the Paladin?

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Duncan, who was howling and rushing into the battlefield, was full of momentum, but accidentally became an audience member of the show. The dwarf stood on his back and was suddenly brought to him.

"I'm sorry." The mercenary apologized and was pulled from the ground by Duncan.

He could not see the road clearly and hit the dwarf, feeling like he was hitting a wall. Duncan didn't fall, but he lay down first. The light ball sent by Jack made the mercenary see clearly under his feet, and found that he was stepping on a pile of bones. No wonder the center of gravity was unstable and hit the dwarf.

The flame magic destroyed the puppets, burned most of the bones, and all those who were not burned were blown away, sprinkled everywhere. This battle ended only by elves and mages, and dwarves and mercenaries could only participate.

"Your friend can really sleep."

"Look at her, look at the hairs in the nostrils. Oh my God, I wouldn't be surprised if I heard snoring."

"Oh, Miss, is it really good for you to expose your breasts like this? We're fighting."

"Do we go somewhere else? How long have I been lying here? Uh, let me calculate, one year, two years, five years, ten years, twenty years..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I don't know how many years I've been lying."

"Aren't you going to say a few words? Come on? You know, but I saved your lives."

Nasom is going crazy. The rune dagger left by the dwarf not only speaks, but also likes to talk and loves to talk. He is not idle during the battle, "Fight over there! Fight over there!", "Look behind you, you stupid!"

Nasom endured it, not to mention that she fought for survival, and she had no time to think about anything else. Later, Nasom simply followed the dagger's command and fought and won a great victory. The ghost of the dead child ran away, which made her realize that the dead would be afraid of the first time.

But when he was out of danger, he dragged Ola onto the altar and lay down, before he could breathe, the dagger's long speech began. The dagger first introduced himself, and then forced Nassom to introduce himself, as if it was a noble gentleman, not a murderous weapon inserted into the child's chest.

Next is endless comments. If this guy looks at the dagger as a human being, it is really the most talkative person Nasom has ever met in his life. Nasom dragged Ola back and tripped up accidentally and was told.

"Can you shut up?" The mercenary could not bear it anymore. She wanted to pick up the knife and throw it into the invisible shadow more than once.

"Oh, Miss, it hurts my heart so much." The slick dagger made it difficult for the mercenary to believe that this was a weapon forged by the dwarf, so she asked, purely for the sake of purifying the ears.

"Dwarf? I'm not a weapon made by these fools! Do you write a few words on me and declare that I belong to them? Bah, damn thief!" Dagger was angry, long and full of grievances.

"Then where did you come from?" Nassom was curious.
Chapter completed!