Necromancer.

For the creatures of Eri, the first thing that comes to mind when they mention this special term is the black cloud that obscures the sky and the scarlet soul fire in the empty eye socket.

The form of the corpse witch has penetrated into the hearts of the creatures of Eri, and in a battle, they may never be able to find a necromancer hiding behind and controlling everything, but they will definitely see a large number of corpse witches.

The creatures of the Eri, who had migrated to the Quiet City, had thought that they would be able to escape the nightmare of the necromancer, but they never thought that even though they were far from the center of the strife, death would still find them.

An uncountable number of corpse witches have suddenly appeared in the south of the secluded city.

No one knows how these necrofics managed to get past the patrols and the guerrilla elves to make their way into the heart of Erie, and by the time the first centaur to spot the witch's trail spread, it was too late.

Layers of black clouds were released from the hands of this group of corpse witches, and the defenders on the city wall didn't even have time to wail, and the flesh and blood on their bodies festered first, and their consciousness fell into a deep silence.

The corpse witches all over the mountains naturally did not let go of such an opportunity, and flowed through the outermost moat, regardless of being soaked in liquid, and came to the city wall, and the bones were stacked on top of each other, forming a bone ladder leading to the top, and the corpse witches behind immediately followed.

Suddenly, with a bright light, green vines grew wildly above the city walls, swinging wildly, knocking down the bone ladder made by the corpse witch.

The black clouds swept by, and the vines withered instantly, no longer having any vitality to interfere with the movement of the corpse witch.

Just as the corpse witches were about to rebuild the bone ladder, the surface of the city wall was suddenly covered with a layer of greasy liquid, which became extremely smooth, making it impossible for the corpse witches close to the city wall to focus at all, and the difficulty of building the bone ladder increased significantly.

Not far away, Jenny, who had finished casting the spell, looked at all this in front of her, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"These undead creatures will have their own defenders to deal with, and the priority we should solve is the necromancer who hides behind and controls all this."

"I couldn't agree more than with Lord Ive's proposal."

Noticing that Jenny continued to cast spells, the black-clothed elf quickly spoke, and his words drew a chorus of echoes from Hakasilu.

"Cast a few spells, and it won't take long. Don't you care about the casualties of those defenders? Jenny asked, turning around.

"I'm more concerned about the threat that necromancers pose." Iver replied indifferently.

"The defenders, they don't have the power of you to defeat so many corpse witches. Without my help, they would have lost their lives and even become weapons of the enemy against us. Jenny asked, with a raised face.

"So what? Soon, my troops will be here to take over the battle against the necro witches, enough to fend off the undead creatures who come to attack. ”

Jenny waved his hand and pointed in the direction of the city walls, "Look at the defenders, they are Eri creatures like you, they are compatriots of your blood, you have no right to let them be treated like this." ”

"The war has begun, Jenny the Guardian." Iver said in a deep voice, "I don't have time to argue with you. My troops can only hold these necromancers back for a short time, and if we don't find the necromancers as soon as possible, a steady stream of necromancers will destroy the entire Quiet City, and all the creatures in it will be spared. ”

In the distance, a dense group of corpse witches had already formed a neat queue until the end of the line of sight, and they were constantly approaching the secluded city, enough to destroy everything in their path.

"I'm sure you don't want to see that happen, Jenny the Guardian." Iver stared at the green-robed woman in front of her, "Now, please use all the skills that belong to the caster, find the location where the death energy is most intense, and we will deal with the necromancer." ”

Jenny was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply: "Follow me." ”

Relying on their unique elven talents, and under the cover of the trees, the three of them marched backwards along the huge army of corpse witches, and soon they came to a gentle, muddy lake.

The water splashed wildly, and the body of the corpse witch continued to part, parting the otherwise gentle current, emerging from the river, and walking quickly ashore to join the army of corpse witches attacking the secluded city.

Looking at the scene in front of them, the three of them realized where these corpse witches came from.

"This is the place." Iver said coldly, "The wind told me that the necromancers were about to launch an attack on the Quiet City, and I was wondering how they could get here, could it be with the power of the Gate of Another Dimension?" Now I realized that they had come from the Millis River. ”

Fleshless corpse witches naturally don't have to breathe like regular creatures, and with this special physique, they can lurk underwater for a long time.

Most of the patrolmen's exploration of the river is limited to the surface of the water, to see if there are any anomalous creatures on the river, and rarely pay attention to underwater things.

At this time, Iver looked at the green-robed woman beside her, "It's up to you, Guardian Jenny." ”

Jenny nodded, at this time, she also understood the seriousness of the matter, and immediately raised her hand, accompanied by bursts of cold air, ice blue light bloomed from her white palm.

In an instant, the entire surface of the Millis River was coated with a layer of frost, and bursts of chill rose from the river, and when the light dissipated, the entire Millis River was sealed by a layer of ice.

The underwater corpse witches frantically tapped on the hard ice, the red light in their eyes constantly flashing, and their appearance looked even more hideous, but they could not achieve any results.

With the physique of the corpse witch, if you want to break the ice on the surface of the water under the water, which is already difficult to exert strength, I am afraid that you will not be able to achieve it with all your might.

After no success, a cloud of black was released from the corpse witch in an attempt to break through the ice, but it did not work, and the cloud of death's corrosive power on living creatures did not work on cold ice cubes.

If the Cloud of Death was replaced with a higher-level Netherworld Aura, there might be a chance to break through the ice on the river, but at this time, the power of these corpse witches alone would obviously not be able to do so.

Sensing the presence of the three of them, the departing corpse witches turned around and tried to deal with the enemies in the rear, but could not achieve any results.

Ivor swung the blade of the sword in his hand that shrouded the airflow, and in a rapid flash, a large number of corpse witches' bodies shattered, and the red light in their eyes was eclipsed.

"Hmph."

Sealing the surface of the river is equivalent to cutting off the source of these corpse witches, and just as a few people breathed a sigh of relief, a gloomy cold snort suddenly sounded from all directions.

(End of chapter)