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After sucking the flesh and blood of the dark mages, the lichs all stood up again, with blood and minced meat dripping from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes shone with a pale green light, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell.

The whole body exuded a bloody and ferocious evil aura.

Lorraine was startled and felt a little dazed. It seemed as if she had seen the scene before her somewhere before.

At this moment, Hill screamed something, and then waved his hand. A black and purple light like coagulated blood spilled over, covering the bodies of the dark mages who fell on the ground.

Immediately, the bodies of the dead dark mages exploded one by one, and then, white skeletons screamed and struggled to jump out of the skins.

Their eyes all shone with a gloomy green light, their white skeletons still had traces of flesh and blood, and there were wisps of white smoke rising in the cold air.

It's disgusting.

Skeleton warrior~!

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but show hatred on their faces. This is also the most hated thing about these necromancers.

Not only did they use all kinds of cruel and disgusting evil spells, but they also summoned skeleton ghosts from the corpses to fight and charge on their behalf.

Back then, this was how the powerful King of Death swept across the land and wreaked havoc on the world.

In order to get a large amount of additional military reinforcements, they burned and killed people everywhere. They turned people into their soulless, mindless undead warriors. Then they used them to kill more people and recruit more soldiers. Then they killed more people.

There are so many people, and the cycle goes on and on.

In this way, you constantly enhance your own strength.

Every time they passed by, only chickens and dogs were left behind, and the only thing left was the sky-high flames, a piece of scorched earth, and the mighty army of the undead.

Only later, people still found a way to break their spells. They drove them all away and killed them, and restored peace.

Although thousands of years have passed since the last Undead War, the immense pain and disaster still reminds people all the time.

So that they will always remember the evil and darkness of these undead, and they will always fight them to the end~!

No mercy~!

When the warriors saw the undead skeletons, they all clenched their fists, waiting for Lorraine's order, and then rushed forward to fight them to the death.

Although the skeleton soldiers look ferocious and terrifying, they are all cannon fodder. They are all slow in movement and have low combat effectiveness. They can only win by relying on numbers.

If you overcome the fear in your heart, in a face-to-face situation, an old farmer holding a manure fork can easily kill one, or even two.

Everyone waited for a while, but no order came. They couldn't help but feel confused. When they turned their heads, they immediately found that Lorraine's face was full of caution.

Someone immediately came over and whispered: "Sir, what are you waiting for?"

Lorraine snorted coldly, then pointed at the hands of the skeleton warriors and said, "Look carefully, do they have weapons in their hands?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then looked over attentively. Only then did he realize that the skeletons were not holding any weapons like kitchen knives, rusty swords, or damaged wooden maces. On the contrary, there were weapons in their hands.

It is constantly emitting a pale green or dark red light.

Everyone was immediately shocked again: Skeleton Mage? Skeleton Mage—that is the most elite unit among skeleton warriors.

Their strength is not much different from that of magicians, and they are more difficult to deal with than the original dark mages. Because the dark mages still have some humanity. But they have never been afraid, fearless, tired, and cruel.

ruthless.

The elf ranger next to him immediately smiled dryly and murmured: "Let's see and then talk, and then we'll talk. Now that the enemy is very powerful, let's keep a low profile. This is the right way..."

The rest of the people couldn't help but roll their eyes, and then raised their middle fingers to the elf using the gesture they had just learned from Lorraine not long ago.

At this time, the leader of the necromancers, Hill, reached out and pointed at the war fortress in front of him, and sternly ordered: "Kill me~!"

But then he saw the crystal-clear ice picks firmly planted on the ground, and hurriedly added, "Spread out and hit me hard~!"

Failure is success. I just experienced a sneak attack. If you don't remember it for a long time, it will be a waste.

As a lich, Hill, although his mind is a little unclear, is not so short-sighted.

As he screamed, the skeleton mages cooperated with the necromancers' attack, immediately waving their hands and casting spells towards the war fortress ahead.

They learned a lot smarter this time and no longer attacked the thick city wall, but aimed at the unprotected people standing on the fort.

The rays of light from the spells crossed an arc in the night sky, like raindrops, converging towards the fort, almost submerging the fort.

Seeing this, Obachm immediately raised his staff to greet him. He used all his strength to stretch his Holy Light Shield to the maximum.

Channels of miserable green and dark red light hit the holy light shield, immediately knocking the radiant shield back.

Unknowingly, the color of the shield gradually became darker.

At this time, the three people operating the magic cannon discovered that the enemies were also extremely cunning. Although they kept firing magic at the fort, they all hid extremely cautiously in the straight line between the muzzle and the Holy Light Shield.

among.

In this way, if you want to launch a bombardment, you must first shatter your own people's Holy Light Shield.

Ohid finally managed to operate the magic cannon, and happily destroyed the fort's fort below. He was thinking of firing two more cannons at the lichs below, killing a few of them, and letting Leis

Let that arrogant old guy know that Uncle Ao earns his living based on his real ability and does not need to rely on his beautiful granddaughter to build relationships through the back door. He is also an old guy.

However, he turned the muzzle and aimed several times, only to find this situation. He immediately became furious and cursed. Then he simply stood up, waving the staff in his hand, pointing towards the sky, and then one after another

Lightning flashed from mid-air, and then flashed a beautiful arc, hitting the necromancers.

The mages immediately dodged back and forth, sometimes even forcing themselves into one or two attacks.

These lightning spells appear to be dazzling and powerful. However, the damage is effective to humans, but the effect on them is extremely weak. Even if it hits the body, it is immediately transmitted to the ground and only burns some flesh.

He was hit on the body, but he was stunned for a moment, and then he went into battle again.

At this time, Vera and Adele also put down the artillery in their hands and cast various gorgeous and dazzling spells at them.

In addition to attacking these necromancers as much as possible, there is another purpose, which is to divert their attention and cover the actions of everyone in Lorraine.

Hill was sitting in the back directing the people to attack continuously. Seeing that the Holy Light Shield was beaten and retreated again, the light dimmed, he couldn't help laughing proudly.

Especially when they saw the three magicians hiding behind the shield hurriedly casting spells, but even if those spells occasionally hit everyone, they dissipated immediately, without causing any pain.

He couldn't help but feel even more proud. These human mages were really vulnerable.

He took a look at the flesh and blood corpses on the ground, and immediately made a slight correction in his mind. Even though they still had some skills and caused Uncle Hill to suffer some losses, in the end it was me who would write this glorious victory~!

At this time, I saw the old mage opposite, waving the staff in his hand, gnashing his teeth, and yelling curses.

Instead of being angry, Hill looked at the old guy's performance with a feeling of appreciation, laughing loudly and saying: "Scold, scold, and while you can scold, scold a few more times.

Wait a minute, I'll catch you, extract your soul, and turn you into a resentful spirit. You won't be able to curse you anymore, hahahaha..."

At this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and he vaguely felt that something was not right, but he couldn't remember it for a while, just when he was concentrating on it.

At this time, a bolt of lightning was seen volleying down from the sky. Hill quickly dodged to avoid it, then screamed and fired several poisonous spells at the Holy Light Shield in return. But at the same time, he

Put aside the worries in your heart.

At this time, he did not notice that not far behind them, someone was already moving secretly.

A black shadow slowly flew up from their bodies, came behind a necromancer, and then hit him with a wind blade.

They were very close to each other, and the lich was frightened when he discovered that someone was attacking him.

At this time, the wind blade was already approaching, and it was already too late for him to avoid it.

He just let out a scream, and then the wind blade flew over and split his body in half.

As soon as the lich's magic power dissipated, it fell to the ground.

But he looked up at the figures flying in the sky, sneered, and murmured in a low voice: "These idiots from the human race have just seen it once, and they haven't learned their lesson. They don't know that ordinary spells can do anything to them."

We lichs don’t have much effect at all.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes dimmed and a young face appeared.

The man had a smile on his face, like an insurance salesman, showing his four sharp front teeth in a standard manner. He whispered: "I wonder if my long sword will have any effect on you lichs?"

As he spoke, a blazing white light flashed through, splitting the lich's head in half.

Immediately afterwards, a black network of smoke emerged from the two halves of the head, and then they were tightly entangled together. However, the lich's eyes still had a pale green light, and they clenched viciously.

Staring at Lorraine.

Lorraine looked at it and sighed inwardly: These guys are indeed still very tenacious.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand kept stabbing into the lich's chest one after another, pricking his chest into a colander. The life box hidden in the chest was also ventilated, and then

A pungent and unpleasant-smelling liquid came out.

The light in the lich's eyes immediately dimmed, and then his body shook slightly, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

When Lorraine saw this, he immediately let out a long breath. Then he thought for a moment, and then opened the lich's chest with a sword. Regardless of the blood flowing out of it, he reached in and took out the lich's life box.

I took it out.

He shook his hand vigorously to dry up all the liquid inside. Then he looked at it with satisfaction before putting it in his pocket.

Damn it, I also want to put a lich's life box in the living room. It's such a stinky thing, it's so face-saving, it's got something inside, and it can also increase your honor, you'd be a fool not to do it~!

The only pity is that I am inferior to those Death Sticks. This life box is full of holes. If I want to make it more beautiful, I have to spend a lot of money to hire a specialized craftsman to repair it.

At this time, the rest of the people also took action.
To be continued...