It was a stitching monster who came to the scene.

The arachnid archer was smashed to death by a giant stone warhammer of a special modification.

When the hammer was picked up again, the sticky surface of the hammer was covered with dripping purple-black plasma, and the appearance of the arachnoid elf archer could no longer be found, leaving only a large mass of unrecognizable blood sauce and arthropod stumps on the ground. The hollow pit was soon filled with black blood flowing down from the mountain of corpses, and then meandered towards the low-lying area.

I didn't even look at the corpse anymore, and the stitching monster like a mountain of flesh had already walked towards the top of the corpse peak step by step.

"It's a super stitching monster, it's several times bigger than an ordinary stitching monster, and it should be the strongest class in the enemy's cannon fodder!"

"Hmm...... Build yì dispatch the plague lord for four generations! ”

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

“……”

"Agreed. Immediately dispatch the four generations of the Plague Lord! ”

Several high-ranking corpse witches hiding in the war fortress of the city wall couldn't help but gather together and whisper when they saw the stitching monster appear, and quickly passed the decision to the corpse witch chief who led the team. As the muttering incantations of several corpse witches chanted, hidden magic fluctuations spread far away.

When the magic fluctuations were still rippling in the air, several strange figures hidden in the tall group of abomination suddenly exerted force, shaking away the abomination on their sides, ignoring the damage of the low-level cannon fodder belonging to the same camp in front of them, pressing out a blood path mixed with blood sauce and bones, and rushing towards the corpse peak in the distance.

Of course, the abnormal movement on the side of the cemetery also alarmed Lux, who was commanding the undead legion from high above the inside and outside. As a veteran undead lich, he had to admit that today, his enemies had brought him countless novelties and surprises.

The emergence of new types of undead and ingenious biotechnological applications shows that there are one or more masters with advanced knowledge in the concoction of undead creatures in the opposing camp. Truth be told, for an undead lich who has blurred the boundaries of life, there is nothing more desirable to exchange ideas with a colleague who is equal to his identity and has similar interests.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in a period of life-and-death hostilities, he couldn't help but want to visit this colleague right away and exchange some knowledge of spiritism and necromancy. What is a grudge? For an undead lich who doesn't know what death is, knowledge is higher than a qiē!

Out of human habits that have not yet been completely extinguished, Lux wanted to lick his dry lips, but unfortunately the shriveled and corrupted mandible moved a few times, revealing a mouth that was airy and leaking on all sides. As a Saint-Order Undead Lich who was so powerful that even the world was terrified, he couldn't even complete such a simple action now, which couldn't help but make his heart more and more anxious and resentful.

Every guy who transforms into a lich is the most torturous moment in the first hundred years of his birth. The human habits that have not yet disappeared torment their bodies and minds, making them resentful and cynical. Many of the horrific Lich loes that have produced horrific carnages are usually done at this stage.

When the mind is indifferent in the boundless loneliness, when all relatives and enemies have disappeared in the long river of time, they can completely erase their remaining humanity and completely transform themselves into another kind of almost immortal life - the lich.

Although it has been more than 0 years since Lux transformed into a lich, it is clear that he still has not passed this difficult period, and is still struggling at the dividing line between humans and lichs. Still with a strong and fiery emotion, it is the source of his greatest pain at the moment.

Just when Lux's mind was in a trance, the powerful undead creatures belonging to the two camps at the end of the corpse peak in the distance had collided and strangled together.

Super Stitch Monster vs Plaguelord Four Generations.

Both sides are big guys who stand on the ground, and the ground shakes almost as soon as they meet, and the entire corpse mountain has a shaking feeling that it will collapse at any time.

As a level meat shield that can be made by necromancers, Stitching Monsters have always been a heavy class in the undead army, and their size can generally reach 4 to 5 meters. But the super stitching monster in front of him has reached 10 meters ahead of history, and the huge stone war hammer in his hand is the size of a luxury carriage, weighing 110 tons, no wonder it can smash the arachnid elf archer with one blow.

Kel's Suregad, who was peeking at the Mage Tower, was completely sure that this super stitching monster must have some kind of alchemy core in its body, otherwise it would definitely not be able to support such a large and heavy body. The virtual souls that only rely on the activation of souls to create zào cannot reach this scale, and only some magical transcendent items or alchemy cores can restrain hundreds or thousands of decaying bodies and aggregate them into terrifying stitched monsters.

And the plague lord who crashed corpses and bones splashed all the way is a new generation of cemetery meat shield troops led by Master Kel'thugad, and it is the fourth generation of practical products that are closest to mass production.

This kind of attack by the meat shield against the meat shield is also rare in the long and long history of warfare in the undead world. But in the hands of two otherworldly invaders, such a strange thing still happened!

Compared to the Super Stitching Monster, the Plague Lord's body is only 6 meters, which is only up to his chest, and the difference in size is huge, and the two sides together have a comical feeling of an antelope against a giant bear.

But as soon as the two sides exchanged hands, the undead biology experts who were hiding in the distance and peeping couldn't help but jump in surprise.

One-sided suppression.

The Super Stitch Monster's massive, heavy body is its most powerful weapon, ignoring the attacks of ordinary sharp weapons and blunt weapons. Even if an ordinary longsword stabbed it all, it might not be able to pierce its thick and terrifying layer of flesh and blood, and the heavy stone sticks and war hammers hitting it could not do any damage at all, except for a constantly vibrating ripple of flesh.

And every time the huge war hammer in its hand fell, it was a cemetery of undead turned into blood sauce and powder, and no creature could resist the blow of a hundred-ton hammer.

When a plague lord rushed to the peak of the corpse mountain with a nimble form that did not match his body, it had already been smashed into a swamp of flesh. The mangled corpses and limbs rained down, smashing the heads of the undead who were struggling to climb.

There was a muffled "thump", and the hammer once again smashed a tub-sized pool of blood on the pile of corpses.

The Plague Lord, who rushed up first, charged like a nimble orangutan, and in one or two bounces, he had already stepped on the huge hammer face and broad and thick arms and rushed into the body of the super stitching monster, and the half-zombie body that he grabbed easily smashed into the opponent's head and face.

The Super Stitch Monster let out an angry roar and spat out a powerful air stream from the open mouth of the blood basin, blowing the zombie body directly away. With a swing of its white, thick arm, it shook the Plague Lord into the air, and the warhammer in the other arm swept over with a whistling wind.

If this time is swept away, even with the plague lord's ability to resist the attack, I am afraid that many internal organs will be damaged.

But the equally heavy hammer became unusually sluggish halfway through, as countless bursts of blood sausage pierced around it, pulling fiercely in the opposite direction.

The other two Plague Lords also arrived in time to support their companions with their own unique attacks.

The heavy hammer was unstoppable under the terrifying force of the Super Stitching Monster, and even if the two Plague Lords shot out all the blood sausages in their bodies, they only barely managed to stumble its speed.

But that's enough with this buffer!

The big fat plague lord who was rolling in the air turned sharply, and the same thick and crazy arm clenched into a fist and turned around to hit the broad hammer face.

"Bang"

After the dull sound, the fat Roshan flew sideways, and the Plague Lord flew out and smashed on the corpse pile, crushing more than a dozen zombie skeletons who were fighting the spot. When he stood up again, it was obvious that the right fist of the hard steel had disappeared, leaving only the stump of the half-amputated arm. The wound was a blur of flesh and blood, and the viscous body fluids of the stubble continued to drip from the stubble, and the corrosive green smoke that fell on the rotten corpse beneath him stirred up curling corrosive green smoke.

However, the core is immortal and does not disperse, and a super meat shield like the Plague Lord also has a super strong recovery ability. Almost visible to the naked eye, the Plague Lord's rotting and white skin wriggled like a ripple, the structure of his body slowly shifted, and a new thick, slime-covered arm burst out near the severed limb. The flesh and blood matrix within the severed limb was also injected into the new arm with a burst of wriggling deformation.

The original severed limb was quickly transformed into an inconspicuous fleshy protrusion, hanging from the side of the new limb like a scar remaining on the body, and it no longer had any bearing on the overall situation.

The Super Stitch shook its hammer and shook off the same sizzling rotting limbs on it, its somewhat insignificant head glaring angrily at the enemies around it with mung bean-like eyes.

Intentionally or not, the Plague Lord had surrounded it in a zigzag shape, and was constantly lowering his body and letting out a menacing roar.

As an irresponsible activation product of the undead lich, the Super Stitch Monster itself has limited intelligence, and does not have complex situation judgment at all, and in many cases, it also needs the auxiliary guidance of the controller. Therefore, it did not have a clear understanding of the predicament in front of it, and as soon as its head turned, it casually locked onto an enemy, and rushed forward with its heavy and fat body, not caring that it had left its unguarded back to the other two enemies.

In contrast, the Plague Lord's activated soul is much more flexible, thanks to the large-scale application of soul crystals in the Necropolis. The Plague Lord's fighting consciousness is clearly greater than that of the big man who only eats on brute force and undead characteristics.

The first target of the Super Stitch Monster is still the slightly damaged Plague Lord.

The heavily heavy hammer in his hand was raised high, and the Super Stitch Monster used its momentum to smash viciously into the enemy. Its body was so heavy that almost every step it took created a deep pit of blood on top of the corpse. The two short legs, which were five times thicker than the elephant's legs, were almost completely submerged in the corpse pile, and the stumps flew all the way, spilling blood, and the speed of the charge was not worth mentioning.

However, this qiē was covered by the terrifying force that made people's eyes jump, and the fierce wind hanging from the warhammer even formed a visible wind pressure on the hammer surface, accompanied by a terrifying and fierce ghost roar throughout the whole process.

This time, the Plague Lord was not stupid enough to go to the hard steel head-on, but turned around and ran when he saw the opportunity. Although both of them are big fat people with round and bloated bodies, the Plague Lord, who is only half the size of the other party, still has some advantages in speed.

As for the two plague lords behind the stitching monster, they didn't dare to get too close, but kept a distance of 10 meters and continued to spit out highly corrosive corpse water acid behind it.

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