At the foot of the Villa, in the forest.

After an arrow pierces the enemy's head, the archer player can't help but feel proud as they look at the beating experience points. He is a wandering player who does not listen to the Bald Eagle, so instead of participating in the fierce attack and defense in the middle of the forest, he roams and hunts down lone Bone Blade Assassins. He didn't understand why everyone admired military strategists, and whenever there was a large-scale battle, they would let those guys who didn't do anything about it be on top. Who wouldn't be a conductor!

The corpse of the Bone Blade Assassin has not yet been spawned. The archer cautiously scanned the round to make sure everything was safe before touching the body. He needed "strong bones" because they were the best material for making arrows. He had just touched it twice, and before he could hear the system prompt, his heart went cold—the already dead Bone Blade Assassin put one hand on his neck, and the other hand conjured a dagger, inflicting heavy damage on him.

"What's going on......"

He didn't understand until he died, why the monster that had just died suddenly came back to life. In the final analysis, he blamed himself, he did not obey the command of the bald eagle, and of course he did not know the important information that "the necromantic creature has [double souls]".

When the soul fire of the main body dissipates, it will immediately ignite the spare soul and create a new personality to manipulate the body. Consumes one built-in "Soul Gem".

The Twilight Empire is an organized, disciplined, and kingly group of necromantic creatures, and among these three points, the "king" is the most important. If you think that the necromantic creatures that come out of the Twilight Empire are the same as the wild monsters, then you are very wrong, at least the wild monsters do not know how to resurrect themselves.

After killing the player, the Bone Blade Assassin immediately swept out of the forest, as his Majesty needed him.

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21：00。

The commando team led by Qingyi has lost half of Thailand since the beginning of the war. The Treants stood in front, while the Elven Archers fired arrows in the back, surrounding the necromantic army. In the face of this desperate situation, Qingyi was not discouraged, but formed an arrow with a group of high-level elite subordinates and plunged straight into the tree people!

Franji's body structure is roughly canine, and he is not very good at dealing with tree people, but he can bite off tree people one by one with his superior bite force. And the speed of the Grim Reaper's incarnation (imitation) is even faster than that of its predecessors, and with a slight flick of its gold-painted sickle, a tree will be completely cut off from vitality and unable to rise again. It is a murder weapon that contains the effect of "death dust", which can make all life rest in peace.

But that's what the necromantic creatures can do, the tree people are densely packed, definitely more than 5,000, and they haven't been able to open the way even if they kill Qingyi. Now that the elven archers have eliminated the ghosts and all of them have left the forest, the condition of the necromantic creatures is the worst ever.

"What to do, host? Is this the real thing gone? Xue Duo seemed to want to see Yi's panicked appearance, and deliberately squeezed.

"It's okay, the savior is coming." Qingyi smiled instead, and the scepter pointed ahead. I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but there was a loud bang not far away, as if a heavy object had fallen from the city wall, and the earth trembled. Immediately after, one after another, a piercing sound of wood cracking sounded, closer and closer, closer and closer.

"Wow, it's a big guy! When did you get it? ”

"It is said that it was improvised by Diesel."

After a while, the treemen retreated, as if they had met a natural predator, and as if they were in a procession to meet the king. A giant covered in sutures walked into Qingyi's field of vision, inexplicably domineering. It is twenty meters tall, but its proportions are inconsistent with those of recognized humanoids, its upper body is swollen to the point of exploding, and its shoulders are more than six meters wide, and it may be able to carry a pyramid; Due to its body, it has a giant eye (it only has such an eyeball), and it holds the handle of a pair of black iron gardening scissors in both hands, which is thirteen meters long, and can cut multiple tree people with each blow, which is much more powerful than the incarnation of death (imitation)! From time to time, it would smash down a treeman with a single punch (the hapless treeman often brought down another group of its kind), or it would puff out its cheeks and spew out a large black spray, causing the treemen to wilt. Obviously, the black spray was the "decaying hormone", which was originally developed for Jack of the Thousand Colored Flowers, and it was just as effective against the Treants at this time.

Abomination of Cyclops: Level 60, Pure White Abomination (Necromantic Creature) - Lawnmoblast for the battlefield. Assembled from ogres and troll corpses, infused with a blank soul, reborn in the form of a cyclops, but completely devoid of cyclops. Produced with the concept of a large war machine, it excels at a certain level of hand-to-hand combat, but its main function is to raze forests to the ground. Durability 70000. The skills he is good at are [Herbivore], [Scissor Strike], [Double Soul], and [Herbicide Spray]. Deal 30% additional damage to plant-based monsters. The current reserve status of "declining hormone" is: 5800/7000. When the durability is reduced to 10%, there is a 50% chance to trigger the "Disintegrate" state and lose combat ability. When the durability is reduced, it must be repaired back to the Abomination Factory.

"A war machine with combat capabilities, this is a real war machine in a sense." Qingyi raised his scepter: "All of them, move forward!" ”

Perhaps knowing that it was useless to block it, the Tree People stopped getting in the way and allowed the necromantic creatures to return to the walls. As soon as he saw Skoll sitting on the wall, Qingyi's heart was much more settled.

"Idiot Emperor, you were beaten badly!" Scowl took a drag on his cigarette.

"It's not good on your side either." Qingyi smiled.

Both of them saw anxiety and worry in each other's eyes, but they tacitly agreed not to talk nonsense. Qingyi hurried to the inside of the villa again, if there was a case for the poisonous rose, he wouldn't have to fight, just roll up and go back to China. Fortunately, Poison Rosewood was safe and sound, and the three handsome blood elves who accompanied her were not in a good situation: the first was hit by an arrow in the right chest, the second had a bone-piercing knife on his back, his left ear was broken, and the last one did not have any skin injuries, but he was bleeding all over, and he looked even more miserable than his two colleagues. Even if they were injured, the three of them did not leave the poisonous dill every inch, and stood tall with an indifferent expression.

As soon as Qingyi saw the poisonous dill, he immediately turned up the volume and showed his sincerity: "Thank God, you are safe and sound." What about the elven invaders? He was absolutely sincere, because he felt that Poison Rosewood was humane, and it would be a pity if he died like this. In order not to distract him, Poison Rosewood did not send anyone to inform him when he was attacked, but led the blood elves against the enemy. If Qingyi hadn't been worried about the safety of his subordinates and planted eyeliners, he might not have known that the elves had invaded the inside of the villa.

"All were annihilated. It's just a pity that my private collection is gone. "Poison Rosewood pouted, full of grievances, and people couldn't wait to hug her immediately to comfort her." The teleportation array has been cut off. ”

"That's good. How the hell did they get around the Transit Island? ”

At this time, the spies under the command of Poison Rosewood entered the main hall and reported: "Report, there are many ships moored in the port of the transit island, and those ships have trees of life growing on them!" ”

Hearing this news suddenly, the always calm poisonous roserose's face pale: "What, evergreen ship?" Nasu is a rootless tree of life, which can provide an endless stream of life, so that the elves can also exert their combat power at sea! ”

Qingyi was helpless: "Since you know, why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"Those ships can't absorb the nutrients of the World Tree, and they can't be transplanted back to land again, so they should have withered a long time ago! No matter how powerful the elves' natural magic is, it is impossible to provide the nutrients to maintain the evergreen ship, and I don't (is) deliberately conceal it......" Poison Rosewood pouted, and was suddenly shocked: "By the way, the elves can wake up the tree people all over the mountain at once, and they must have used the same method!" ”

Qingyi didn't say anything, but came to the sea viewing platform with the poisonous carrot. This is the back of the Granny Hills, with an unbeatable view of the sea. At this time, a group of high-level officials gathered on the observation deck, looking at the big ships on the edge of the island with a complex gaze. Those were the evergreen ships that crossed the "Goths" back then, and each ship had a tree of life. After looking at this ship, Qingyi understood why the blood elves wanted to engage in flashy building ships, and the dare to love building ships evolved from the evergreen ships.

Scowl took a few puffs of his cigarette and said, "Now that the back road is cut off, this is forcing us to meet it head-on!" ”

Nave, who was wearing bandages on her upper body, looked sideways: "We have a lot of troops, are you still afraid?" ”

"Afraid of a ball! I just don't want to be toyed with by him in applause! ”

"It's okay, I've got the ghost fleet to come to the rescue. When it comes to naval battles, who are the ghost fleets afraid of! Qingyi smiled confidently: "We just need to hold on for a few more hours!" ”

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On the surface of the sea, ships of blood that emit mist are cleaving the waves and moving along the current. On the flagship, the lookout holds a brass monocular, looking out at the sea. He shouted, "Everything is normal! ”

"Good!" Captain Pisa, who was standing at the bow of the ship, spread his arms and smiled heartily, and the wavelength spread throughout the fleet: "Next, we are going to fight with those little white faces who claim to be the sons of the world, are you all ready?!" ”

"Ready!" From the first mate of the anchor chain to the sailors of the blood ship, they all roared in a rough voice.

"Then speed up, don't keep your old friend waiting!"

As soon as Pisa finished speaking, a thunderous roar was heard from the port side, and a five-meter-high column of water gushed out of the sea, and the hull of the ship deviated to the right. Then the bow, then the starboard side! After entering this sea area, every ghost ship advanced in a violent explosion, and the hull made of blood and bone could not withstand it, breaking one big hole after another!

Pisa was shocked and furious - enemy attack! He yelled, "Steady! Attention ships! ”

"All the crew, to the combat post!"

"Untie the cannon!"

"The gunner is in position!"

The captains gave orders one after another, but at this time the flagship "Lanhui" did not move forward. A soul wavelength came from below sea level: "Pisa, it's not an enemy attack, it's a mine." We were careless. ”

Captain Pisa's eyes were gloomy: "When did there appear a mine that even you didn't notice in advance?" No, more importantly, someone doesn't want us to show up. Businessmen really value profit more, hehe. ”

The crew of the ghost fleet are all necromantic creatures, and most of them were vicious pirates in their lifetime, but under Jiang Huahuo's management, they never slaughter living creatures, and are only responsible for maintaining order at sea, and sometimes even participating in rescue work at sea. For this reason, several of the large port cities of the "Gospel" have signed contracts with the Ghost Fleet, which provides a large amount of supplies for the fleet every year, and the Ghost Fleet ensures that the shipping routes are unblocked and the merchant ships are not touched.

Pisa has been sailing for many years, and is very proficient in distinguishing ocean currents and observing the stars. Most of the merchant ships sailed on this route, and the ghost fleet did not guard against merchant ships due to the contract, which gave the merchants the opportunity to attack. However, there is no conflict of interest between the merchant and the ghost fleet, and it is only possible that someone has bribed the merchant to lay mines. Recently, all the ships in the port of Bigbower have been parked in the harbor, in fact, to avoid accidental injury, which shows that the people of Bigbower knew about this conspiracy in advance.

"What to do, Pisa?" At times like these, the Blood-Bone Man-Eating Pomfret – the "Blue Sun" – still counts on the captain to make a judgment.

"We don't have the right to unilaterally tear up the contract, because the contract was signed by Lord Jiang Huahuo himself. But we won't be dumbfounded, and if I guess right, someone will give us a generous apology afterwards to 'forget' these mines. Pisa groaned for a while, and roared: "The ships turn, three volleys, detonate the mines!" Layman mines will never be evenly distributed, let's blow up a way! ”

The Elves' evergreen ships were able to pass through the minefields safely, presumably because of the gaps that were left in the minefields. A patient search may be able to find the gap, but time waits for no one, and the captain holds his breath, so he simply explodes the mine. Bloody cannonballs burst out, and dark red water splashed on the surface of the sea, and columns of water five or six meters high appeared on the water. Water droplets splashed and thunder roared everywhere, and the momentum was amazing. Before the smoke cleared, ghost ships cut into the thunder pool like knives!