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Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters the clue of the war

For the jungle creatures in this area, this day is probably regarded as a disaster day, and for outsiders in the land of the undead, the time is not easy either.

Among hundreds of elves, Xu Zhi was not conspicuous. Ever since he fired the first arrow, he had been shooting arrows and retreating simultaneously with the elves for the rest of the time. The legion was not a place where individual heroism could be shown, let alone given.

There aren't many places for him to play.

Seeing the fallen centaurs and dwarves turn into skeletons and slowly stand up one after another, the pearls and other elves shed tears.

For the undead, peeling off corpses after death is an unbearable act, and for elves, it is also an unforgivable event for former companions to transform into unconscious undead on the battlefield.

This is a never-ending battle, and the other side obviously wants to keep these people here.

There was a sound of thunder in the sky, and a corpse witch just raised his staff, and was immediately chopped into ashes by the lightning that followed.

"Elder"

Pearl was overjoyed and saw Mary Gray standing not far behind the team, pulling the wand in her hand. She was the one who sent out the lightning just now.

"Chatting, Mary Gray, I didn't expect that a yellow-haired girl like you would go out to fight in the battlefield. Are all the elves in the jungle dead?"

On the hillside, a gloomy laughter sounded. It was obvious that the other party knew Mary Gray.

"Skory, you people from the Legion of Death deserve to go to hell."

The other party's words made Marigre look angry. She waved her hand at the elves and signaled them to continue retreating. The wand in her hand began to condense magic elements again.

"Kill her"

As soon as Skory spoke, the vampires in yellow robes opened their wings and flew down from the hillside. At the same time, a figure in black robes emerged from the hillside, holding a wand.

Lots of magic power condensed.

"shoot"

Corresponding to the vampires flying in the air, there are also arrows from the elves.

In the rain of arrows, these vampires were like swifts flying back and forth. In the eyes of outsiders, the dense arrows seemed to have huge gaps. Occasionally, those who hit them would fall down instantly and pounce into the centaurs and dwarves.

Biting, scratching, and flashing red lights, the bodies of these vampires quickly recovered.

What made the battle truly one-sided was the magic released by the black robe on the hillside.

"Death Ripple"

As the opponent finished reciting the spell and called out the name of the magic, a layer of red magic ripples suddenly appeared and spread quickly like water waves.

Xu Zhi was deeply impressed by this magic. He had been hit once by Nagus before, and his body retreated continuously after being hit. Shang Qianqiu even vomited blood.

This is a targeted range of magic. It will not hit the undead that are also within the magic range. It is only effective on the living. The range may not be very wide at low levels, but the power and range at high levels are obvious.

It was a bit scary. Everyone in the area of ​​nearly 200 meters suddenly fell on their backs. Even the elves in the back row were hit by many people. The weaker ones fell down one after another, allowing the vampires to further accelerate the killing.

Xu Zhi never thought about this situation.

The legion composed of elves, centaurs, and dwarves was huge, and Pearl had promised a 100% winning rate. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got involved, the 10% winning rate turned into zero. The winning rate was too high.

Mary Gray couldn't stop this trend. The battle was doomed from the very beginning when they encountered the opponent's deliberate ambush. Moreover, the opponent was an excellent legion member. It was not a problem to fight ten with one. For these ordinary centaurs, dwarves and

The elves were simply slaughtered.

As long as you make some calculations, it's not difficult to ambush them along the way.

"Tangled"

Elder Robles, the tree man, appeared from the woods at some point and raised his hand towards the pursuing vampires, and several vines immediately wrapped around their bodies.

"hiss"

The vampires let out shrill screams. The entanglement would not cause damage to them, but it would undoubtedly cause a headache. Seeing the other party quickly getting into the jungle, these vampires let out several roars unwillingly.

"Hmph, why are the dryads of the Deadwood tribe here?"

Cisco said coldly, but did not move. He also had some headaches for these tree elves. Once entangled and fixed, what awaited him was undoubtedly a series of heavy blows. Even in the midst of fleeing, the elves

You won't miss this opportunity to kill the enemy's main force.

"The opponent has a high-level tree demon with very strong innate spells. I need to send one or two more high-level necromancers to assist, or call on twenty vampire members of the Guards Corps to kill them without damage."

He waved his hand, and a vampire nodded, opened its membrane wings, and flew out with a flutter.

"Humans from different dimensions, chattering saucers, are interesting. Could it be that they really know the secret of Lord Vidnina's artifact?"

Sikori's scarlet tongue stretched out and licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes thoughtful.

Sandro, the greatest necromancer in ancient history, carried two artifacts that almost spread the reputation of the necromancer across the continent and became a direct synonym for power.

For a time, wizards who pursued power turned to the undead. Many people tried to reshape Sandru's glorious history, but without exception, they failed.

Sandro is powerful not only because of his strength, but more importantly because of the two sets of undead artifacts he possesses. Only with the cooperation of the artifacts can the undead exert terrifying power.

"If there is a chance..."

Sike Rui's mind is wandering. If he could learn the real secret, no one would be tempted.

Only a few thoughts came to his mind, and he suddenly remembered the many people who had been burned to death by Widnina over the past thousands of years, many of whom were powerful. These people were refined into controlled corpse witches, or simply became

A member of the Dark Knights who only knows how to kill, his little mind goes up and down.

"Your Excellency Widnina has lived for thousands of years. Maybe I can live longer than her, and then I will have a chance."

Si Ke Rui thought about it and felt that this was the safest way. As an undead, the competition was who could survive longer and who could endure these boring years better.

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The three major villages have never been so damaged as they are today. Among the warriors, young people are the main ones, with a small amount of adults assisting them. The elders follow them. As long as there are no undefeated masters on the undead side, the elders are secretly observing.

.

But this time, the strength of the undead dispatched exceeded Marigre's expectations. The Royal Guards of the City of Death were the most elite army, and even if it was only a small part, it was not something that their villages could resist.

"Why do the undead of Tiga unruly and break the open rules?"

Pearl was rubbed against her body by the death ripples and was seriously injured. She murmured in her mouth, with disbelief in her eyes that many of her companions who had been with her for decades had just disappeared from her life.

"Never believe in the rules set by the undead. As long as the benefits are big enough, they will dare to break any covenant. This is not the only time in the past hundreds of years."

Marigre said in a deep voice, looking at the dead and injured elves, the centaurs that were almost completely wiped out, and only less than ten dwarves left, her heart was heavy. She didn’t know why the old witch in the City of Death went crazy today. At this time

Many years earlier than before.

"Profit, they only have profit in their eyes."

Looking at the messenger bird gradually disappearing, Mary Gray's eyes flashed with sparks of hatred, and all the old and new grudges from the past were brought back to her. She only waited for the kingdom's elite Pegasus Knights to arrive here, and together they went to kill these invading undead souls.

Annihilate them all.


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