"Kill them!" Deloris commanded coldly.

Drow mage bowed slightly, turned around and walked out of the magic chamber. The moment he stepped out of the stone gate, with the help of the little glimmer reflected from the water mirror light screen, it could be seen that his eyes were in focus, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of sleepwalking.

The battle outside the vault was in full swing, and Drow Weapon Master had reached the depths of the tunnel with a barely visible scimitar. Everywhere he passed, the swarming ghosts and resentful spirits all turned away, and even the vampires were chopped to death by him.

With his powerful attack, the four Drow warriors in the rear were finally able to stabilize their positions, or scimitars, or crossbow arrows, firmly guarding the corner of the pit and refusing to go away.

But at this time, excellent martial arts may be able to keep them safe for a while, but not for a lifetime. In the battle circle, in front of them, behind them, on the left and right sides of their bodies, and even on the top of their heads and feet, some hideous and terrifying miserable green spirits would emerge at any time, stretching out their shriveled and dirty claws to them, screaming and grabbing at their bodies.

Even more terrifying are the Ice Banshees and Ghost Slayers mixed in with a large number of ghosts and resentful spirits. If a person is caught by an ice banshee, the dark skin will turn blue, and the flesh and blood in the body will have a tendency to be frozen. And once it doesn't work, it will inevitably be followed by a large number of spirits swarming.

That's why Mage Drow has only been in the secret room for 3 minutes, and there are already 5 Drow warriors lying in the pit outside. The dead were all stiff, with a dark complexion, and there were traces of ice and frost between their eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing the Drow mage coming out of it, the team, which was almost unable to hold out, immediately burst into a cry of joy. The few remaining Drow warriors immediately opened the way with magic scrolls and began to move closer to the mage, and even the weapon masters who were fighting in the distance rushed back.

The Drow warriors, who were busy dealing with the constant stream of ghosts, did not realize that the mage had been chanting something in a low voice since he came out of the secret room, and the spirits that were crisscrossing the field had consciously or unconsciously avoided the Drow mage's side.

So, when the small team had just reunited, the mage had already finished casting his spell, and a black light silently entered the team.

The instantaneous burst of "Crowd Panic Technique" obviously attached the special effect of spell penetration, which made the Drow Black Skins, who thought they were excellent in magic resistance, indisputably hit.

The unsuspecting Drow warriors screamed and fled in all directions, even throwing their weapons away, dancing their hands against the spirit's frenzied attacks, fleeing aimlessly in the narrow tunnels. Even the most well-equipped weapon master lost control of his body for 2 seconds, and only then did he break free from the panic with his strong will.

"You ......" didn't care to keep silent any longer, and as soon as the angry weapon master yelled, he saw with his dark vision the drow's almost crazy and sluggish expression. This made him instantly judge that the mage was either occupied by the spirit body, or was accused by the other party of the spirit intelligence.

But at this time, where can I find a priest or priest to dispel this bad state for the mage? Almost as soon as he moved, the weapon master gave up his plan to rescue the mage, and turned around and rushed towards a tunnel with a scarce number of spirits.

It's just that before he could rush through this corner, his originally light and agile figure suddenly sank. This deformed his wind-fast movements, and he almost hit his head on one side of the rock wall.

And at the moment when his movements were stiff and deformed, four or five thin figures suddenly appeared from several shadows on the top wall of the tunnel, with a treacherous scream, revealing terrifying fangs and sharp teeth, biting at various weak points on his body.

The "gravity technique" of the Drow mage cooperated tacitly with these vampires, and it was even formed a lore in an instant.

The Master of Weapons staggered around the corner, and although the flying scimitar forced back three vampires and seriously injured two of them, two of them still pounced on him as he wished.

The battle behind was blocked by the rock wall, so Mage Drow couldn't see it directly. Angry roars, gasps, and the sound of tooth-aching blades slicing through the depths of the tunnels echoed throughout, with the occasional chatter of teeth and claws rubbing against bones.

After a few moments, calm returned, and a whispering sound of sucking could be heard in the dark shadows.

Deloris stepped out of the secret room in a gorgeous black dress as bright as the stars of the night, and her delicate crystal heels made a crisp and pleasant sound on the hard floor.

"Destroy this place!" Her orders were direct and brutal.

5 After bending his fingers, the sound of fireballs, ice picks, and lightning beams exploding roared in the tunnel, and the echo was endless for a long time.

At the same time as the chamber was destroyed, a sea of fire was already in place outside the gate of the station.

Drow's insidious viciousness is also fully revealed in these traps. The killer weapon they arranged near the gate, in addition to that special elemental creature Gleishiman, was a scorching heavenly fire that fell from the sky.

It is a kind of "black water" found deep underground, which not only has a pungent smell, but is also viscous like molten iron, and even more terrifying, its flammability. In some of the black pools that flow in the underground caverns, there are often tiny seas of fire that burn for years and never go out.

These natural black waters were subjected to many practical practices by the highly interested Drow mages, who were able to extract a special semi-solid substance from it through guò alchemy, the Burning Gel. This kind of violent spontaneous combustion, combined with some magical alchemy items, is simply the best arson tool for creating a sea of fire in the regional space. Unfortunately, due to its strong instability, it can only be used as a disposable consumable.

The Drow insidiously placed the fire point on the top wall directly above the gate. With the activation of the magic mechanism, the cemetery troops who were fighting hand-to-hand with the tall Gleishi Man couldn't help but look up in amazement, looking at the countless oil cloth bags floating from the top of the pitch-black cave nearly 100 meters high.

Obviously, there is no danger in the air, but the cemetery creatures with keen intuition smell the breath of death. But they were not allowed to do anything, and these oil cloth bags scattered throughout the vast space instantly ignited a fire, accompanied by countless light explosions, quickly turning the entire two-hundred-meter three-dimensional area directly in front of the Fourth Family's residence into a sea of fire.

The earth is burning, the air is burning, the rock walls are burning, and anyone and everything that is attached to the fiery glue, whether alive or dead, is reduced to ashes in the extreme flames that are scorching and almost white.

With just one blow, nearly 700 lickers and spirits were incinerated, and more importantly, the cemetery had lost the opportunity to directly attack the opponent's gate.

But that's not all.

With a loud rumbling noise and a slight shock to the ground, the 13-meter-tall Gleishi man also escaped from the flames.

Blazing glue doesn't distinguish between friend and foe. The "heavy rain" just now can drench it all over again, so the current Gleishi Man is not so much a stone man as a fire man.

Clouds of gray powder fell from its body, most of it from the incineration of the lickers who hung on its stomach, and some of the stone powder that had disintegrated from the extremely high temperatures.

At this time, the Glaishi people no longer had the heart to attack any enemies, but like a person covered with pain, stumbling between the rock walls, obviously unable to distinguish the specific direction. In its low, angry roar, a massive amount of earth elemental seeped out from the floor beneath its feet, spreading upwards along the thick stone legs, and the flames formed by the perfect combination of nature's magical creations and magical alchemy were wiped out beneath the thick layers of earth.

But the magic of magic is just as beyond imagination. The diffuse earth elementals had just rolled over, and as soon as those that had been extinguished came into contact with the air again, the erupting ferocious flames would envelop them once more.

The Glaite tried many times but could not completely extinguish the flame of this possession, but because of the delay in time, one of his thick stone legs was broken in the center due to the long baking.

In this way, even if it does not attack it, it will eventually die from the "accidental injury" of its own people.

However, the Gleishi were apparently intelligent creatures of some kind, and finally sank themselves back under the rock formation, completely cut off contact with the air, and escaped. But looking at its final appearance, even if it rests, it will be greatly damaged and lose its combat effectiveness.

The attack of this alchemy item was indeed sharp, but the Drow mages obviously did not expect that the burning of the fire glue required the action of air. Therefore, although the fire was ferocious, it could be incinerated in an instant, but after a quarter of an hour, once the air in the entire crypt space was burned out by it, its power was immediately greatly reduced. Most of the raging sea of fire was extinguished in an instant, leaving only the sporadic fires still in the east and the tenacious burning in the west.

The people who participated in the siege of the gate of the garrison just now were all lickers, spirits, and abominations, and although the damage caused by the deflagrated fire seemed to be huge, it could only be exchanged for a slight frown from the young mage, far from the one that hurt the muscles and bones.

The oxygen in the air is thin, and if Li Xun is not equipped with practical equipment, I am afraid that he will have to avoid it temporarily. However, this trick is not useful for graveyard creatures, after all, the undead do not need to breathe. So just wait for the temperature in the area in front of you to cool down, and the offensive of the cemetery can continue.

And those forwards who have penetrated into the labyrinthine dark passages of Drow, under the leadership of Phantom, Deloris and Blood Fiend, are still persistently extending to the depths of the Drow family's residence. It's just that after losing a steady stream of support, the offensive has slowed down slightly.

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