Under the dark night, on a huge pale bone sedan, a thin man in gray was holding a looking glass in his hand, looking at the brightly lit town in the distance and muttering to himself.
He should be respected by all necromancers, but as a lich, his aura now seems so weak that even ordinary apprentices can't compare.
"Lord Moda, what should we do now? There is no order from Lord Rhodes..."
Next to the man in gray, a slender humanoid asked in a trembling voice. His skin was tightly wrapped around his bones, outlining obvious lines, and he looked skinny.
"Green, you are his death knight. Please tell him that my life has come to an end. The soul solidified in my body is about to dissipate... I don't want to die unwillingly with all my strength. This is the last thing I want."
It can be done."
At the end of the sentence, the man in gray coughed repeatedly. He endured the pain on his body and remained calm on his face: "Vampires."
Behind him, in the woodland that has long been eroded by the energy of death, on the dense withered tree trunks, bats hanging upside down opened their scarlet eyes.
"Disrupt the enemy's line of sight."
Following the calm command of the man in gray, countless bats rose into the sky, as if they had spread out a large dark net, covering everything below. The originally bright moonlight in the sky was also cast into a layer of clouds. According to the scene from the looking glass, a curfew has been implemented in the city. Except for the patrolling guards, there are no other creatures on the streets. The vampire's surprise attack may have unexpected results.
"Sad undead creatures, death will be your only ending."
Suddenly, a roar resounded throughout the town, followed by a dazzling pale light.
White light shines, and all the bats in the sky are ignited with pale flames. Many vampires try to reveal their true colors, but they are unable to slow down the burning of the flames. Only those farther away escape.
In the center of the light, a strong dwarf is maintaining this spell. Judging from his strong figure, it is impossible to imagine that he is actually a spell caster, but it is easier to think of him as a warrior.<
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Violent black clouds swept over, and behind the black clouds were the corpse witches who had already taken advantage of the night to lurk to the outskirts of the town. Their scarlet eyes contained only madness.
"When did a spellcaster like you come to this quiet city? Where is Jenny?"
The unwilling words of the man in gray resounded across the battlefield. He never expected that the spell caster guarding the Quiet City was not the Jenny mentioned in the intelligence, but another legendary spell caster.<
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The name of a legendary creature has long been ingrained in the hearts of all creatures. Once a creature of this level appears on the battlefield, it will often cause tragic destruction.
"Evil Lich, is your brain as corrupt as your body? Do you think I will disclose information to you?" The dwarf who was casting the spell showed a trace of disdain on his face: "However, you should really remember me.
Name, I am the great guardian of the jungle, the dwarf Malkaim."
Facing the incoming black cloud, the dwarf showed no fear. In the alleyway behind him, many dwarves with the same ability to cast spells emerged, and together they formed a huge light curtain to resist the incoming cloud of death. p>
"Damn it!"
The man in gray clothes on the bone sedan said angrily. Regardless of his seriously injured body, he waved his sleeves and immediately ordered: "Dark Knight, charge me."
Having lost most of his strength, he is no longer able to cast spells as he once did, and can only command undead creatures to fight.
The cooperation of various undead creatures and the huge number of corpse witches are what he relies on to dare to attack.
As long as the Quiet City is occupied, the last obstacle before the Elf Holy Land will be cleared. At that time, the Necromancer can march straight in, seize the Elf King City and the Holy Land of Tularion in one fell swoop, and declare victory in the battle.
Anticipating the strength of the guards, the man in gray originally wanted to join forces with another lich to launch an attack on the town, but unexpectedly he was rejected. In the end, having a premonition that his life was about to end, he led the undead creatures alone,
Launched the final attack on the Quiet City.
"Are you the leader of those necromancers? Do you have any other accomplices?"
Just when the man in gray sent out most of the undead creatures to attack the enemy, a low voice suddenly reached his ears.
In an instant, the expression of the man in gray changed. He looked towards the back and saw that under the cover of night, an elf whose whole body was integrated into the darkness, had somehow passed through the guards of all the undead creatures and appeared beside him. Sensing the approaching crisis, the surrounding undead creatures immediately reacted and pounced on the enemies in front of them.
Two huge sword lights flashed past, and the man in gray saw nothing clearly. He only felt the breeze blowing his robes. The next moment, all the nearby undead creatures fell apart and fell to the ground. The fire of their souls slowly extinguished.
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Even the dark knight who stayed behind could not block this elf's blow.
The man in gray was stunned in his eyes and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. This level of existence has exceeded his imagination. Even if he came here in his heyday, he might not be able to defeat it.
, you can only escape with space magic.
"I didn't expect Eli to have such a hero." He sighed, finally letting go of his obsession, closing his eyes, and the aura around him slowly weakened.
"Lord Modo, quickly cast a spell to take me away." Next to the man in gray, a slender humanoid creature said repeatedly, with full panic in his words. Because he was lying on the ground, he was able to escape from the elf.
Survived the attack.
"Lord Moda...Lord Moda?" Seeing that the man in gray didn't respond at all, he couldn't help shouting a few more words, and even pushed the man in gray a few times.
His actions were destined to receive no response, and the aura belonging to the man in gray had slowly dissipated.
"No..." Seeing the elf in black getting closer and closer, his body trembled and he let out a desperate cry, "Help me... Lord Modo, Lord Rhodes."
His words seemed to attract the attention of the black-clothed elf. The next moment, his body lightened up and his whole body was lifted up by the black-clothed elf.
"Do you know Rhodes?" In his ears, the black-clothed elf's indifferent inquiry came, and his words seemed to contain no emotion.
"Yes, I am Lord Rhodes' death knight. Don't kill me, I can provide you with a lot of information." After discovering the possibility of living, he said repeatedly.
"Death Knight...use your spiritual mark to tell him that I am in the Quiet City, waiting for his arrival." The elf in black said slowly.
The lanky creature did as he was told, only to hear the elf in black ask: "Did you tell him?"
He nodded, and the next moment, accompanied by a column of blood, his head soared into the sky, and his consciousness fell into darkness.