The black shadow on Hydra's body is why they are called Shadow Cloak...it can almost help the Night Priest block most of the damage of any attribute...except for light and silver moon spells.
The twelve pairs of eyes of the multi-headed snake are shining with light, and the twelve pairs of mouths are spitting out shadow arrows one after another to smash the relatively large rolling stones and fallen trees on the road... As for the poison-quenched metal arrows shot from both sides of the passage, the multi-headed snake has no
feared.
His rapid movements caused a lot of trouble to many undead who followed Hydra and wanted to take advantage of them... Those poisonous arrows were useless against Hydra, but if they followed too close and received two arrows, they would have to cry to the priest.
and the favor of the Paladin.
Anyone who has offended the healer must cry more sincerely at this moment... Otherwise, he must either run away and resurrect, or wait for the Snow Commander behind him to lead people to sweep the floor and collect corpses.
Then why are they rushing so fast? Isn’t it just to get to the place early to gain boss experience and meritorious deeds?
The undead knights had no choice but to hold up their shields. Although they still followed closely, they were still three meters away from Hydra.
'Xueyunfeng' who had already walked onto the passage discovered it and quickly shouted: "You are so far away from me?
Just take two quick steps and keep a distance of one meter!
What are you afraid of poisonous arrows? Is your shield made of paper? Or was the armor William made for you burned for you?
People who can't stop it... The knight in the front row is either from the Black Rose or from the Demon Cult, right?
You have been fighting for so many years and you can’t even do this? No wonder people say that our two families are not even worthy of providing for old age!
Will you work harder?
Save some face for me, and save some face for yourselves! Don’t have such a great reputation, but in the end your skills are not as good as those of primary school students!
Those in the middle don’t know what to do!
Make way for the water mage quickly!
Why are you standing there in a daze? Showing off your intelligence? Or are you big and big and occupy a vast space?
Hurry up your water spells! Keep Hydra hanging!
Damn! Why are there only two rows? Where are the water mages? They all have short legs? Can’t keep up?
Do you want me to find someone to carry you and run away?"
Hill raised his brows. It seemed that he had not heard such extreme output from Old Snow Dog for a long time... Sure enough, his attitude towards his own people was worse?
Then he couldn't help but turn green... Selune was muttering and repeating the curse words of Old Snow Dog, and she laughed from time to time, as if she thought of something interesting.
Hill really didn't want to know who the unlucky guy would be who suffered the ultimate damage from Moon Girl. He just hoped that he wasn't nearby at the time.
Otherwise, if any god is so angry that he explodes and transforms, he will be in trouble no matter how high his defense is!
Shar seemed to have thought of this too, and moved a few times uneasily... Although she heard it, the daughter of the night really couldn't curse!
Then the shadow slowly calmed down, and Shar wanted to understand one thing... As long as she knew where Selune learned the curse words, her sister whose pride was always in strange places would not
Will use it to scold her.
Selune must have found other gods who have offended her to practice speaking.
As long as Shar is not being trolled, she doesn't care who will be unlucky... If she really wants to blow up two incarnations of gods in Toril, the goddess of the night will be quite happy!
There is no need for her to spend all her time arranging conspiracies. Selune can destroy the city and destroy the land with just one mouth. What a wonderful future!
Hill focused his attention on the giant screen, but secretly made up his mind to ask Liszt to remind him at all times to go to Selune's territory as little as possible... For example, in Waterdeep City next door, he had fun at Moon Maiden.
Before, I absolutely couldn’t go.
At this moment, Old Huber could feel the unstoppable force of the undead reinforcements. His old face was deeply wrinkled, his tone was cold, and he said majesticly: "Don't think they can save your lives in time! Haha~ This is
You forced me!"
Edna looked confused and said: "He is the one who caught us, right? And if he can't kill us, is it because we force him?"
Even if you are a devil, you can't say such unreasonable things, right?"
The 'Old Sanda King' smiled and reassured his children: "Don't worry, these people's heads have been filled with water from the abyss! They no longer understand how to speak human words.
Who wouldn’t say harsh words!
Let’s see what he can do!”
Although she said it very casually, judging from the way she took out a huge oil painting from her bag, she was still quite cautious.
The 'Old Sanda King' shouted loudly: "Pastor, the holy rain has begun to fall. People with less than half of the blue bars quickly drank the blue bottles!
Attention swordsmen!
If any little monster comes out, remember to take it away from Edna! If not, die outside and never come back! Do you hear me?"
"Know!"
"Don't worry! We have brought explosive bags! If it doesn't work, just blow it up!"
"Stay away from the white dragon!" The 'Old Sanda King' suddenly woke up, "Take it to the back of the hall and blast it! I won't care if you die a hundred times. If you die as a human being, don't blame me for being rude!
Then go and tell the old dog yourself."
"How long will the old dog last?" A swordsman asked distressedly, "Don't let us have time to collect the body in the end."
"Quick... Alvia, fly up!" The 'Old Sanda King' suddenly moved the oil painting, and a bright scorching ray suddenly rushed forward.
The White Dragon Queen fluttered her wings, and the two rows of swordsmen standing behind Alvia blocked the other white dragons without hesitation.
The huge crack that swirled with purple-red energy that Old Hubbell tried to open was directly blocked by the white flame after burning the six or seven swordsmen at the front.
The blazing white flames in the open crack restricted the ninth-level spell 'Chaos Abyss' to a two-meter square area.
The 'Old Sanda King' took advantage of the moment when the old mages in Hubbell were stunned, and quickly added several buffs to the oil painting, and then put the oil painting away.
"Eh?" When the White Dragon Queen landed, she couldn't help but flutter her wings and glanced around: "What kind of buff is this? Why does it feel like it's almost the same as the Nine-ring Magic?"
"The sun and silver moon of Trasil and the sincere blessings of the Earth Goddess are not weak even if they are folded in half." The 'Old Sanda King' answered her happily, "Think about the gods of the same level in Toril, you should know
How powerful is this!”
Selûne suddenly sighed and said: "Ah, what a harmonious power of blessing! Unfortunately, we Toril can't do it."
Shar said coldly: "The sun god of Toril is Amaunata. Who wants to merge with him, you or Chantia?"
Selune immediately fell silent, and after a few minutes she said, "I was stupid. I shouldn't have said stupid things."
Hill lowered his head and looked at the fruit plate on the table. He felt that the colorless white crystal berries must taste good and he should eat a few more... Unexpectedly, Selune would rather admit that she was a fool in front of Shar.
He also couldn't bear the rumors of an intimate relationship with Amaunata.
The same goes for Changdea. She never denies her affection for Lansander, and is even willing to use her divine power to meet Lansander's Dawn Light and give birth to their children.
It's a pity that Lansendre was immersed in his love for the goddess of fate at first and couldn't extricate himself from it, so he hasn't given her a chance yet.
But if someone says that what the earth should receive is not the blessing of the first light of the morning, but the passion of Toril's sun, then he must first feel the wrath of Mother Earth.
Chantia never regretted that Shar was deprived of control of the underground world because she asked Selune to bring life to Toril, but what pained her the most was why Selune chose such a sun!
The endless fire is endless, and Toril's celestial bodies are countless. If Selûne had tilted her hand slightly, the sun she got would definitely be stronger than the current one.
But there is no if.
Shar did not pursue the victory. Perhaps for her, mentioning Amaunata, even if it made Selune uncomfortable, she herself was not that happy.
Feeling that the surroundings had calmed down, Hill slowly leaned back on the chair and looked up at the giant screen: the Hubbell Archmages who were still standing there were obviously a little confused.
The nine-ring spell 'Chaos Abyss' was already the strongest method they could use... However, the opponent still blocked it.
The Hubbell family knew that there were many priests among the undead, so they did not feel frustrated when the shadow core spell failed.
All of Adanke's mana and most of his vitality would not be able to unleash the most powerful attack of the Shadow Energy Core.
But knowing that the undead were difficult to deal with, they couldn't possibly sacrifice the mana of the four of them... What if the undead blocked it?
With only one person left, it is absolutely impossible to fight the undead to the end.
Moreover, the most important thing is that they gave up their conscience and humanity to get to where they are today. No one is willing to sacrifice for others... Adan was too weak, and his heirs were taken as hostages, so he had to follow the instructions of the others.
Order to do.
How could people like them let themselves have no power and could only wait to see if other people have a conscience... Then who dares to say that they have one?
It's not Marco.
But the 'Chaos Abyss' that had gathered everyone's efforts and was barely stored in the Stone of Advanced Knowledge also failed, which suddenly made the old guys who were stunned suddenly feel a little vigilant...Aren't they going to fail?
Of course they know how difficult the undead are to deal with. As neighbors, the Hubbell Archmages have been observing these strange elves in the underground world for a long time.
They finally figured out one thing...the undead are indeed immortal, but they cannot be resurrected immediately and must wait until there are no enemies around them.
That's why Old Hubbell decided to fight his last and used the well-hidden Shadow Energy Core and Advanced Knowledge Stone... In their minds, two rounds of group attack nine-ring spells should be able to clear out most of the undead.
Then, even if the remaining people are no longer afraid of death, what can they do?
It's a pity that these people have never thought about it... What should I do if the plan fails?
