"Naai, why are you here, you damn old man?" Dures curled his lips and asked jokingly.
"What? If you're not welcome, I'll leave now!" Naai rolled his eyes and responded coldly.
"Um...welcome, warm welcome!" When he heard that Naai was leaving, Dures immediately accompanied him with a smile. He didn't want these good helpers to leave.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense! Now is not the time to joke!" Naai turned to say solemnly.
With the addition of the undead army, the pressure on Leon and the others has been reduced a lot, but the damage to the tyrants is limited.
Leon watched the undead army roaming freely among mutants and Warcraft, and its power seemed to be more powerful than the zombie wave battle in Odin City.
It seems that during the time they left, not only themselves have been improved, but Naai and the others have also improved a lot.
"Naai, this period of seclusion was not in vain!" Dures saw that Naai's strength had improved and couldn't help but praise.
"Of course! I'm not like you, the summoned monster becomes someone else's helper!" Naai curled his lips and said disdainfully.
"You...Okay, let me show you the results of my retreat!" Dures gritted his teeth and began to use the Great Summoning Technique.
A huge mysterious magic array lit up, followed by a roar, and then a group of steel flying objects appeared above everyone's heads.
"Galactic Battlegroup!"
Leon's pupils shrank slightly, this group of galactic battleships was summoned by Yan Yan before, but he didn't expect Dures to be able to summon them too.
Since the Galaxy Battleship Group is not a Warcraft type, they don't need to worry about being controlled by Ryan!
With the strong addition of the galactic battleship group, there was a round of wild bombing, and the momentum was suddenly brought back by Leon and the others.
Seeing that their own side is getting stronger and stronger, Leon and the others' fighting spirit is getting higher and higher, and everyone is working hard to kill.
At this time, Ryan couldn't help but look solemn as he watched his side's momentum being countered by Leon and the others.
"Lord Shuiyan, if this continues, they will definitely be able to break out, and it will be difficult to kill them by then."
Shui Yan's calm eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said lightly: "Their resistance now is just a flash in the pan!"
As his voice fell, waves of low roars came over, and then some corpse puppets with countless holes in their bodies appeared.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the corpse puppet, Naai was slightly startled, and then exclaimed: "Soul Reaper!"
He knew very well how terrifying these mutated corpse puppets were. If the undead army faced them, there would be basically no chance of counterattack!
At this time, the soul reapers faced off against the undead army, and the undead army had no chance to resist and was completely absorbed!
"Dures, cover me quickly!" Naai roared.
However, Dures' current situation is not optimistic either. Only now does he understand Yan Yan's terror.
To support such a group of galactic battleships, the mental power required is twice that of summoning an army of Warcraft!
"Naai, I'm sorry. I can't even protect myself now! You're asking for it!" Dures was sweating profusely and his face was frighteningly pale.
Could it be that the undead army is going to be destroyed? If so, they will not be able to withstand the surging enemy army!
Suddenly, there was a neat sound of armor clashing, and a mighty and thick demon army rushed towards the Soul Reaper, becoming the backing of the undead army.
"Leon, why don't you use the messenger talisman I gave you? If I hadn't had the foresight, you would probably hate this place?"
"Kilia! Your arrival is so timely!" Leon looked at Kilia, who was wearing a black robe, and couldn't help shouting in surprise.
He could see that Kiria had become stronger, and this guy could actually summon the dark army with his own power!
I think back then, Kiria wanted to summon the army of darkness and asked Yan Yan to take out the heart of the Dark King for him!
At the same time that Kiria showed up to support, a violent wave of corpse puppets rushed towards the imperial capital.
Among this group of zombies, a man with short brown hair frowned and murmured anxiously: "Leon, Xiaoyu, hold on!"