This stitch monster succeeded in the attack, and then began to look for the next prey with its fat body shaking.
Griffith observed the battle through the telescope and began to think about how to fight these suture monsters. At this moment, he suddenly noticed an abnormal fluctuation behind the suture monsters, as if a transparent but fuzzy shadow appeared.
There.
Uros suddenly emerged from the shadows.
He hid his breath, passed through the dense living corpses, and unknowingly reached the back of the Stitch Monster. He flipped his wrist, and two bloody sharp knives stabbed toward the Stitch Monster's armpits like lightning.
“Bang!”
Even through a telescope, Griffith could feel the sharpness and ferocity of Uros's blow.
The fat giant suture monster's arm flew out directly, and its body exploded like a crushed tomato. Where it was pierced by Uros's bloody knife, the phantom formed by bursts of knife gas cut and tore back and forth, and pus
and minced meat sprayed out in all directions.
After Uros succeeded in striking the blow, countless living corpses around him immediately rolled towards him like rolled-up carpets. However, he took a small step back with ease, and a burst of thick black smoke immediately appeared around him, and they quickly disappeared.
Such a decisive and straightforward fighting style made Griffiths who was watching the battle couldn't help but admire him. He would hide and get closer, then charge a blow, and then fly away before being counterattacked. He was really a formidable opponent in the melee.
Amber noticed Griffith’s expression and explained to him:
"Uros is Sequence 8 of the Assassin path, and one of the strongest people in our generation. He can hide his breath and traces when moving, and the first blow from the stealth state will be particularly sharp and powerful. However,
He can't be completely invisible, and he can detect nearby sneak traces as long as he observes carefully."
Griffith nodded seriously. On the Eastern Front battlefield, there are also some subspecies of orcs among the orc tribes that are good at hidden assassinations. Without close cooperation among comrades, it is really difficult to defend against them.
At the same time as the fierce battle was going on in the western suburbs barrier, waves of magic surged from the towers of Raven's city wall.
Griffith's heart was beating wildly, and a strong premonition of danger enveloped him like needle pricks, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes and stare at the battlefield.
The powerful coercion and flash unique to the offensive spells were released towards the city. A thrilling roar also came from the earth's veins.
Large-scale attack spell! The extraordinary wizard Lordes takes action.
Two groups of silver and one group of red violent fluctuations surged among the zombies that were frantically besieging the position below the city, and then double-layered magic circles appeared on the ground and in mid-air respectively.
The upper and lower magic circles rotated closer to each other. Every time they got closer, the power flowing inside and outside the magic circle became more and more crazy and terrifying.
The dense army of zombies had almost no reaction to this ominous sign. Even an army composed of humans, if it failed to interfere with the formation of the curse under such circumstances, and the battle formation did not have strong mobility, would target the intensive team.
Once a large-scale attack spell is successfully cast, it is almost impossible to fail.
As the two layers of magic circles intertwined, the terrifying power of tearing everything apart exploded among the living corpses.
The silver light group is a sharp wind blade air group, and the red light group is a red flame that can melt steel.
Hundreds of living corpses swept by the wind blade were shattered into pieces of rotten flesh and rain of blood in the roar of the extreme north wind. The zombies shrouded in fire waves were instantly burned to ashes, and were burned to ashes by all the people on the battlefield.
It disappeared without a trace as soon as the strong wind blew.
Three large-scale attack spells swept away the densest groups of corpses in front of the three positions. The human soldiers who were still shouting and fighting just now were swept off the fortifications by the violent air waves.
Three large empty holes suddenly appeared in the group of corpses that were directly hit. Lordes led the caster to launch an attack at the location where the enemy was densest and the barrier situation was the most critical. In one attack, at least hundreds of soldiers were wiped out.
A living corpse that is difficult to fight against.
The tide of corpses that seemed to be swallowing up the world was forcibly blocked by three rounds of magic on the spot!
Even if he was watching from a distance, Griffith could feel the powerful power of the wind blade and the flame spell. He had learned about the details of the battle at Beit Manor, but the attack in front of him was of completely different specifications. The momentum was amazing and the power was even more powerful.
Big, he is also extremely tricky in choosing the timing and location.
So powerful... Witnessing the all-powerful attack of the extraordinary wizard, Griffith silently exclaimed. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of undead creatures were wiped out. With such a powerful power, how could the caster not be allowed to sprout?
Treating ordinary people like ants with contempt.
Just as the violent attack ended, several swollen giant corpses flashed out. They were shaking like balls filled with water. They were not even aware of the bows and arrows being fired on them, and they threw themselves down the outer wall of the camp.
“Kill them!” Several Beyonders shouted on the fortifications.
The swollen living corpse crashed into the defense line, bursting out green acid that filled the sky. The acid splashed onto the fortifications and soldiers, and they began to rot and melt.
Large pieces of fortifications collapsed, throwing the soldiers on them to the ground. They screamed and got up and ran away, with living corpses chasing them behind. The relatively stable defense line was in danger in an instant.
Suddenly, in front of the dense tide of corpses, a mighty figure suddenly appeared. He was wearing a white robe, and the plate armor under the robe was wrapped in holy light.
Horus Osiris appeared alone between the tide of corpses and the crumbling defense line. He held a heavy hammer in his right hand, and a huge shield-like book of prayers in his left hand.
The acid monster immediately discovered him and swarmed in, surrounded by living corpses.
“Evil will be purified!” Horus raised his war hammer high, and golden light fell from the sky. His momentum instantly rose to an astonishing level.
his attacks are like erupting volcanoes, each blow will set off scorching flames, burning nearby living corpses.
The acid splashed on his shield, emitting bursts of white smoke and making a hissing sound. Densely dense claws clawed at him, but they were unable to penetrate the barrier of the shield at all.
Horus just stood there, never defending, swinging his sledgehammer and sweeping across like a gushing volcano. Flames spurted from the solid ground, and the living corpses swept by the wind pressure of his attack exploded one after another.
The dense tide of corpses was blocked by him alone.
Soon, five Beyonders arrived. They dispersed at a location not far from Horus, covering the evacuation of the refugees and the retreating army.
“Holy light protect us!” the Word Bearers chanted. Holy light immediately descended from the sky.
All the Extraordinaries led by Horus were shrouded in holy light. They seemed to be wearing invisible full-body heavy armor. With the blessing of this shield, they gained amazing defense power and were helpless in the terrifying tide of corpses.
A battle of scruples. With just a few of them, the already precarious barrier was stabilized.
However, a few minutes later, an Beyonder's shield suddenly began to flash.
This is a sign of exhaustion of spiritual energy. His shield quickly shattered, and he saw that he was surrounded by a wave of zombies and was about to die in the endless attacks.
Suddenly, his figure became illusory and disappeared from the claws. The next moment, he appeared safe and sound in the distance, protected by his companions.
"What's going on?" Griffith rubbed his eyes in confusion. The Extraordinary who just escaped was obviously a low-sequence monk and could not have the ability to teleport like this.
Not only him, but the team of Extraordinaries led by Horus turned into phantoms one after another after the shield was exhausted, and flashed to a safe location.
“There, look!” Amber pointed to the sky.
Over the battlefield in the western suburbs, a crystal like petals suddenly appeared spinning. It reflected a charming halo from time to time. At this time, the defenders below were teleported to the safe rear.
"That is the high-level magic spell 'Jump Prism'," Amber explained. "Only a few extraordinary wizards can use this spell, which can quickly move friendly forces in a certain area to a designated location. This is extremely powerful.
It’s an auxiliary spell, but it also has shortcomings.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a necromancer wearing a robe suddenly appeared from among the living corpses. Evil energy stirred in its wrists, condensing into a ball of acid mist that corroded everything and rushed towards the warping prism.
“Boom!” The warp prism hanging unobstructed in the air roared and trembled under the attack. It was an entity condensed by magic power, and suffered terrible damage and cracks under this blow.
The traumatized prism began to fold rapidly, as if preparing to escape.
Another undead creature appeared in the zombie wave.
It looks like a capable veteran, with a spear and a big bow on its back and a long sword on its waist. There is no trace of flesh and blood on its body, only the golden bones supporting the heavy armor.
It glanced at the folding prism indifferently, took off the strong bow on its back, and shot an arrow.
The entire battlefield heard this sharp roar, and the prism exploded in the air on the spot.
Humanity's battlefield life-saving spell was destroyed at the first opportunity. At this time, Horus was standing alone in the rolling tide of corpses, surrounded by endless enemies in front, behind and on his left and right.
However, this burly cleric showed no fear, and even had a smile on his lips.
“Can’t you bear it anymore?”
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp blade burst out of the Necromancer's chest.
Black blood hangs and extends weirdly in the air, outlining the shape of a sharp blade on the chest.
The Necromancer made a roaring sound from his mouth, and raised his withered right hand to chant a terrifying curse.
Suddenly, its hands were completely broken off at the wrists, and it flew out in the air. An elusive and fuzzy figure loomed behind the Necromancer. As he turned the sharp blade, the Necromancer's chest was torn open from top to bottom.
Morrow the Stalker takes action.
He has long been lurking in the corpse tide. Although he is surrounded by horrifying and howling living corpses, he remains calm and calm, waiting for the moment when the undead commander appears before suddenly attacking.
The Necromancer Clovis Cataclysm had just attacked a phase prism when he was hit through the chest and then cut off his right hand.
At the moment of the attack, Moreau's figure showed some clues, but it was still blurry, as if he could not see clearly like hairy glass. Just when it slashed at Clovis with a sword, a roar that broke through the air suddenly came from the air.
Voice.
A terrifying black chain was thrown over. The tip of the chain also had a sickle-like hook and a sharp awl, and was thrown directly behind the Necromancer.
“Bang!”
With a muffled sound, the chain seemed to hit something. At the other end of the chain, a huge stitched corpse monster suddenly exerted force and pulled the chain back.
A vague figure appeared on the hook and the cone, and dots of red blood sprayed on the ground.
Morrow was caught by the Stitch Monster and dragged toward the corpse tide.
"I've got you, human. Following the will of Lord Findus Corruption, I will chew your bones!" the Stitch Monster roared, opening its dark and terrifying mouth and biting the end of the chain that was suddenly uninhabited.
go.
There was a sudden roar in the air. The chain shook violently, and the caught Moreau turned into a series of flashes of light in the blink of an eye, shrouding the Stitch Monster in dense sword lights and shadows.
"Wow!"
The Stitch Monster screamed. Every flash of light was a trajectory cut by a sharp blade. The corpses covered by this light and shadow were chopped into pieces of flesh and broken bones as if they were being dragged. The fat Stitch Monster seemed to be cut into pieces.
The slices are separated like open bread.
Skeleton Commander Saka Deadbone noticed the fighting here. He turned around and opened his strong bow towards the flickering light and shadow.
Suddenly, its body trembled, and it gave up the attack and started to dodge. A flash of light roared past, and the skeleton commander's bow and arrow flew out together with his left arm bone.
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Erza Valkyrie flew across the battlefield amid dazzling lightning and whistling. She passed over the heads of countless living corpses, and made a loud roar with each step. The living corpses near the landing point seemed to be hit directly by a thunderbolt.