Chapter 0996: Between the Jungles

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A tall, terrifying black figure was slowly moving through the trees.

Although its entire body was covered by a thick, airtight black cloak, the massive Death Scythe clenched in its hand betrayed its identity.

Necromancy!

A terrifying ghost in between the virtual and the real, with terrifying deadly powers.

But even if its identity is determined, it is still impossible to determine in detail whether it is an ordinary necromancer or a more terrifying reaper clone.

Don't underestimate such an inconspicuous judgment, in this dangerous jungle, a small error can be the difference between life and death.

This lonely cemetery necromancer floats alone in the void three feet above the ground, and everywhere it passes, the rich dead air and strong negative energy radiation make the plants and plants wither a little. Some demonic plants with low consciousness are quietly moving away from this terrible thing. On it, the demonic plants could not sense the slightest warm smell of flesh and blood, but instead filled it with a disgusting smell of death and decay.

Silently, in a remote corner of the jungle, a huge eye suddenly opened on the trunk of a tall ancient tree, and it looked around. Soon, the eyes locked on the lonely figure walking not far away.

A lonely graveyard necromancer?

That's a good hunting target!

I just don't know, is this cemetery necro really on a solitary mission, or is it acting as a bait?

The discovery of the euglena was soon transmitted to the brain worm to which it belongs, Hawk, through the Zerg network. Out of caution, Hawke couldn't help but start reading the information about the eyeworms around him. So soon, more battlefield information was synchronously transmitted back.

It's strange that there really aren't any undead within thirty or forty miles of this cemetery! Could it be that it came out on a covert mission?

A cemetery necromancer, placed in the Zerg battle sequence, is also a terrifying creature at the top of the middle level. For such a high-value hunting target, don't let go if you make a mistake, and brain worms will not let go no matter what.

Soon, the latest combat orders reached the scene.

So, on the outskirts of the cemetery, where the necrons could not be detected, a tight and delicate net of hunting and killing slowly opened.

The lush forests and the autumn sun are the most leisurely and beautiful times of the day, but at this moment, the elven forest has long been dead silent.

The black-robed necromancer had just passed through a wooded field overgrown with bushes, and a strange sound suddenly sounded from the root of a tall ancient tree behind him. As the 4-meter radius of the soil layer collapsed, a huge wormhole was revealed. Before anyone could see the situation inside the cave, the sound of metal grinding against steel was loud, and countless terrifying war insects swarmed out from inside.

Thirty meters away, under another tree, another wormhole opened silently, and a Jedi scorpion swam out of it with its long body.

The next moment, a huge blood-colored mist enveloped the battlefield.

The poisonous mist spewed by the Jedi scorpion can not only obscure the perception of the other party, but also effectively isolate spatial teleportation. Therefore, if you want to ambush those high-level undead, this function is almost essential, otherwise for a cemetery elite who escapes a scroll or Hearthstone, you can get rid of the Zerg ambush in minutes.

Now that the battlefield has been laid out, it's time for the melee Zerg mission.

Seven or eight wormholes bloomed around one after another, and black torrents poured out of it like a tide, swooping down on the black figure almost in no particular order.

The low-hanging hood was slightly raised, and by the dim light of the forest, he could barely see the strange body that haunted the burqa. In the face of the insects swarming in all directions, the level had already reached level 20, and the Holy Rank Death Clone, Sauron, who was eager to fight wildly, roared in the sky, brandishing the huge Death Scythe and rushed into the insect tide.

Every time the huge and sharp Death Scythe slashed with great force, nearly ten war insects would break their joints and shatter their bodies. Those who were decapitated died instantly, and those who were only mutilated were fine. With the bravery of the war insects, this bit of stump is really nothing, and it will not affect their combat effectiveness too much.

Pity...... They are facing a Saint-level Death Doppelganger equivalent to level 20!

As long as the body of any war insect is stained with the Death Scythe in the slightest, and even a small injury appears, then it will have to withstand the ensuing roar of the Grim Reaper.

The instant death judgment attached to a Holy Rank Reaper clone attack is not immune to ordinary war bugs. Therefore, except for the two who were hacked to death on the spot, the rest of the wounded war insects all hissed in pain after a sneering necromantic head appeared, and then their lives suddenly disappeared and fell to the ground.

^%^%

Although the brain worm will never spare the sacrifices of his subordinates, but in the face of such a terrifying death doppelganger of the Holy Order Death Clone, Hawke still can't help but scold his mother in his heart.

These damn undead grew up eating something, why are they all so difficult?

But scolding the mother is scolding the mother, and the sacrifice that should be paid still needs to be paid.

Therefore, Hawke could only grit his teeth and mobilize the nearby insect army and send teams of stinging snakes here.

Since this death-hating clone is so sharp in melee combat, grind it to death with a ranged stinging snake!

Hold the opponent with a large swarm of war insects, so that they can't quickly break through the Zerg fog, so that they can't borrow Hearthstone to escape from the battlefield. And a large number of stinging snakes surrounded the perimeter, spitting venom that bordered on madness, vowing to beat this hateful creature into a sieve.

As a result, the battlefield was constantly shifting and changing in the forest in a bloody battle.

Behind Sauron lay patches of insect corpses, and its body was no longer as complete as it had been. The shattered evil robe turned into wisps of dead air, floating at his side, and Sauron became more and more reflective like a terrible demon crawling out of the Nine Hells.

The burqa could no longer cover his body, and his body was visibly damaged, but Sauron became more and more courageous. Whenever he killed a certain amount, he would howl excitedly, and the gathering of death gas would turn into a terrifying shockwave that swept through the surrounding area.

The war insects in front of him are not a big threat to him, but they are inexhaustible, and the stinging snakes in the distance are the greatest threat to him, but they can't reach him.

After rushing left and right in the insect tide for half a day, Zoro sensed the extent of the damage to his body, and finally decided to retreat temporarily.

Surrounded by a swarm of insects, it was not so easy for him to escape.

The disgusting blood mist had been following him, making it impossible for the Hearthstone he carried with him to activate at all, and the swarm of insects made it impossible for him to get rid of it. If it goes on like this, in another quarter of an hour, he, a level 20 Saint-level Death God clone, will really be gnawed to death by a group of extremely ordinary insects.

However, since he dared to take risks alone, Sauron certainly had his own backhand.

With a few simple incantations, a tiny ripple of space rippled around him.

As the soul space opened, a mysterious bone dragon with a head and tail up to 30 meters long and a whole body full of black and hard bones appeared on Sauron's side.

Pets?

This Holy Rank Undead actually has his own demon pet, and he is still a bone dragon!

In the next moment, under the suppression of the vast dragon power of Pei Ran, the bone tornado soared into the sky with Sauron, breaking countless ancient branches and vines, and rushing out of the dense Zerg mist.

Then, before the brain worm Hawk called in the giant mantis, strange spatial fluctuations in the sky rolled by, and the Grim Reaper clones Zoro and the Bone Dragon disappeared in place.

Damn, the other party actually escaped!

After paying so much and causing such a big injury, although it also hit the other party hard, but did not leave the other party behind, then all this is meaningless.

However, with this precedent, Hawke has a better understanding of the elite methods of the Great Cemetery. The same move, if you try to copy it a second time, it won't work!

Of course, such scenes are not isolated incidents. In the meticulous and rigorous brain of the brain worm Hawk, such encounters and counter-encounters, raids and counter-raids, ambushes and counter-ambushes, have to be repeated hundreds of times every day.

After turning over the mountain behind him and walking a hundred kilometers deeper into the jungle, it is the outer area of the hive. For the brainworms, letting these damn bastards disturb the peace of the hive would undoubtedly provoke even more anger from the demigods. For the demigods, who had just suffered a big loss in the ground, it was very likely that they would do something that the brain worms were afraid of under the fury.

The demigods, who have just returned from the underground, are obviously in a very bad mood!

The great Lord Kulinax is in the midst of extreme rage and extreme hunger, the latter of which is especially terrifying and cringe for the brainworms. Because in the Zerg's recipe, the brain worm is definitely at the forefront of the demigods' food choices with its abundant energy and rich nutrition. If it weren't for the need for the brainworms to assist in command, I'm afraid that Kurinax would have devoured them all some time ago.

In order to alleviate the crisis of their status, all the brain worms are trying to hunt high-nutrient creatures that meet the taste of the demigods. And high nutrition means high life, and high life means difficult! In the entire Elven Forest, those who meet these conditions are either Warcraft Kings or High Elves, and it is difficult to imagine how difficult it is to capture them.

If it weren't for the group of dead souls who fanned the flames and robbed houses everywhere, the brain worms commanded the millions of worm armies would have swept away the group of guys who were cowering in the Elven Holy City. As it is now, the entire Insect Army will shrink into the ground, and only when it finds a clear target for attack will it dare to break through the ground and launch a thunderous offensive.

In the previous large-scale duel, although 3 legendary undead were killed, it also brought most of the only legendary-level insects of the Zerg into account. In the current high-level strength comparison, the great Zerg with the superior number has fallen behind.

As a last resort, the brainworms can only play boring tactics such as whack-a-mole and guerrilla fighting.

The rest of the brainworms had already directed most of the detours to sneak up on the Elven Holy City, and Hawke was the only one left to stay here to block the undead creatures from approaching the hive. Therefore, for the hateful tactics pursued by the cemetery of feints and sneak attacks by large troops and scattered infiltration of small detachments, Hawke can only see the moves, and use a quick and ruthless small local war to devour the opponent's outstretched tentacles little by little.

In its huge spiritual perception, there were hundreds of flickering red dots in the forest for a while. Among them are large groups of undead legions disturbing the periphery, as well as elite and terrifying undead squads, and more are lone soldiers.

Of course, among the many baits scattered in the cemetery, some are really weak chickens, and some are ...... But it's an irresistible terrifying crocodile.