Driven away from these legendary powerhouses who got in the way, the hunt inside the corpse demon was able to continue. 『』

The steaming mist, the rumbling and trembling earth, the strange tombstones that stand tall but are strong and difficult to break, and the difficult environment in which the tombs may crawl out of the enemy at any time, this is the terrible situation that all the undead little lords have to face after breaking into the corpse grave demon maze array.

Among the undead little lords who are besieged in it, of course, there are some undead powerhouses who can fly to the sky. But after a few temptations, they could only give up these "strange and crooked ways", and turned honestly in the maze of the monument.

Those guys who wanted to fly directly from the sky to the Undead War Castle were hit headlong by hundreds of ghost fires and clouds of death as soon as they took to the air, and they didn't know if they were dead or not. Those who want to go underground are even more miserable. The dark burial soil here is simply their worst enemy, and the further down they drill, the denser and harder the burial soil becomes. One by one, they hit each other and had to squeeze out of the ground again.

……

The black warrior Gree dragged his tattered two-handed greatsword, shook his squeaky body, and staggered through the corridors.

As a level 13 Black Knight, it doesn't get along well in the Council of the Dead.

The Council of the Dead reigns with the five legendary lichs. However, they either hide in their own half-planes, or they cower in the mage tower of the capital of the undead, and rarely interfere in the specific affairs of the Council of the Dead, so it is a large number of low-level lichs, necromancers, and high lords who really control and maintain the operation of the Council of the Dead.

They also represent the three most authoritative and powerful forces in the Council of the Dead.

The undead little lords do not belong to any of these three forces, but they are the objects of their common rule and enslavement. Therefore, after several exploits, these undead little lords have also become the most miserable low-level members.

Although the Council of the Dead has built a huge human kingdom with great might, it still has more wolves and less meat in the popularization of magical equipment. Even if a large number of human steel products were seized before, these weapons and armor would have been damaged and unusable under the erosion of the rich and dead air of day and night.

Like the black warrior Gree, who is half-dressed and half-hung, is a set of black iron chain mail that was once exquisite. It's a pity that it is also rusty now, and the steel wires in many places have broken and collapsed, revealing the poor body of the thin and withered underneath. The two-handed sword of Mei Kaili, which was once sought after by many small and medium-sized nobles, was not much better than a burning stick at this time. As for those lower-grade iron gloves, iron bracers, iron leggings, and steel combat boots, they are even more tattered, and they can barely be worn on their bodies.

For them, perhaps only magical equipment or enchanted weapons can withstand the long-term invasion of negative energy and continue to maintain their due role.

Black Warrior Gree is such an unlucky bastard, he didn't get a single piece of magic equipment, so he could only wear a tattered and lost garbage, and move forward in the twists and turns step by step.

Three minutes ago, Gree had a zombie lord walking with him in the tombstone group, but the other party had just drilled through a narrow passage when the tombstones there collapsed. He slashed twice, and countless sparks splashed out, but the tattered greatsword in his hand couldn't help those obsidian tombstones that were as hard as steel.

So, Gree had no choice but to change his route.

But before leaving, it seemed to faintly hear a terrible wail and scream coming from the other side of the tombstone.

Shaking his head, Gree trembled and told himself that it was an illusion. Then it staggered back on.

Before he turned two corners, the sound of the puff of the ground was heard, and the mounds at both ends of the corridor where he was located were ruptured, and two brightly armored and tall zombie lords came out of it.

Judging from the level, the two enemies who blocked themselves in the center may only be about level 10, and they still occupy a considerable advantage. Looking at the equipment, Gree's stupid and dull brain rarely rose up with a feeling called "anger".

Hack to death a qiē "equip the party"!

Gree also gave himself a rare sense of humor, and then he raised his tattered two-handed sword and launched a death charge against the zombie lord in front of him.

The sharp sound of "sigh" breaking through the wind, the death charge that was broken through a shallow ditch by the strength of the qi finally came to the zombie lord who looked extremely annoying, and the exchange of swords and shields sent out a dull and dull shockwave.

The hurricane swept away, and all the floating earth around the two "people" was blown up, and swirled and slapped between the narrow tombstone corridors.

The zombie lord who raised his shield to meet him screamed again and again, his thick feet in steel boots dragging deep ravines in the ground, and the huge shield made of steel was a little twisted and deformed. And the two-handed greatsword in the hand of the black warrior Gree has been bent into a bow, and the rusty iron slag has fallen to the ground. This makes the "cross jump slash" that it wants to continue behind directly useless.

"Get, you bastard, hurry up! This black warrior is still quite strong. The zombie lord who was violently beaten by Gree raised his sword screamed, although the scream was miserable, but there was no fart injury at all.

A sharp whistling sound sounded in the back of the black warrior's head.

Gree dodged the mace that slashed at him, and his emaciated body slammed into the hard tombstone, making it even more dizzy. In the mottled and swaying chaotic light and shadow, two smiling zombie lords sealed the space in front of it and forced it forward step by step.

Immediately, Gree's angry and unwilling roar sounded in the narrow alley.

……

In fact, there are many undead like the Black Warrior Gree who have been crushed by the disparity in equipment between the two weaker kinds, but they are definitely in a better situation than those who have encountered the elite of the cemetery.

In such an asymmetrical and treacherous environment as the Great Monument Array, if they are unlucky enough to encounter such guys as the Death Clone, the Ice Lord, the Undead Spider, and the Evil God Believer, I am afraid that the next situation will be even more unbearable.

The Grim Reaper clone is an advanced body of the Necromantic of the 6th order class of the Great Cemetery, and all of them are fierce people above level 16. Holding a huge death scythe that was two ends taller than himself, he floated blankly in the gravestone jungle like a ghost who had died unjustly. When encountering an enemy of a lower rank than oneself, you only need to scythe and stab the emperor.

The Ice Lord is an improved and enhanced version of the Ice Banshee, which is equivalent to a variant graveyard creature formed by combining the 3rd level illusory spirit body Ice Banshee and the 5th order corpse witch. It is said that the Institute of the Dead, led by the undead master Kel'thugad, is engaged in the transformation of the undead of the Frost Dragon, using materials such as a Tier 3 Ice Banshee and a Tier 7 Bone Dragon. And the Ice Lord in front of him is the practice of that group of perverted masters.

The Ice Lord may not have many skills, but most of them are large-scale ice attacks and control skills, and he is a good player in the field control category.

Its appearance is also in line with their identity, it is a corpse witch frozen in dense ice crystals, and even the soul fire burning in the hollow eye socket is a blue frozen flame.

As for the undead spider, it was the trophy of the last demon wars. Many of the captured demon hunting spiders and demon hunting spider corpses were not wasted, and all of them were transformed into undead spiders. Although these undead spiders have lost the ability to hatch offspring, they have also gained the special ability to summon small undead spiders from enemy corpses. In addition to paralyzing the venom, the spitting cobwebs also have a strong shadow corrosive effect.

However, none of them are really fierce men, after all, their ruthlessness is only aimed at the enemy. The few evil god believers who can come out of the Soul Hall are real fierce people, not only ruthless to the enemy, but even more ruthless to themselves.

The predecessor of the cult god was the 5th Tier Graveyard class, which strongly worshipped the death-yearning for the dead. After such a long period of precipitation and accumulation, there are already two obvious trends of occupational differentiation. One is the "Death Messenger" who is more focused on the success rate of unifying the low-level dead, and the other is the "Evil God Believer" who has been immersed in the Soul Conjuring Hall for a long time.

The Deathbringer always leads a group of low-level Death Tellers, and accumulates the success rate of the Failed Death Tellers on himself, and delivers a lethal blow to the enemy with the final burst. The cultists of the evil gods who came out of the Hall of Spirits received a mysterious life message, and if they succeeded in cursing and killing the enemy, they could be saved from the fate of broken souls.

It's scary!

The Dead is an extreme class of soldiers who die with the enemy, and once they start the death prayer, whether they succeed or not, they will have their soul shattered and destroyed. However, the cultist of the evil god received a gold medal for avoiding death, and only if the curse fails, the soul will be broken, and once the curse is successful, the enemy's broken soul will become the nourishment for its continuous progress. Even individual cultists can store these broken souls and die in their place at a critical time.

This gives the cultists the possibility of killing enemies and raising their ranks.

And the terrifying nature of the cult believers killing the enemy is also here.

Other graveyard creatures encounter enemies and have to fight for their lives, smashing their skulls little by little between the light of swords and swords, and breaking the tough spell shield. But the cultists of the evil gods were just dressed in purple and black sacrificial robes, and they didn't need any equipment or weapons, not even a simple leather armor.

They roamed the narrow corridors like midnight spirits, and the first moment they saw the enemy, they began to point to the heavens and the earth and chant the evil death prayer. Before the enemy could rush to the side, a gray aura swept by, and the result was clear. Either the undead little lord didn't have a, and before the ferocious axe fell, the evil god believer himself exploded into a cloud of black ashes. Either it was a muffled sound of Peng, and the undead little lord who was still menacing just now was wiped out, leaving only a hazy broken phantom screaming into the body of the evil god believer.

This is the real one with you without me, with me without you, a suicidal style of fighting that is not in line with the enemy.

Several members of the Necro Council who were hiding in the depths of the Undead War Castle took a special note. When facing opponents of the same level, the success rate of curse kills is 37%, and the success rate can be increased by 10% for each level of the opponent. But they still have the same chronic disease as the deceased, that is, they have a fixed 3% mortality rate against even the most low-level opponents. In other words, the cult of the evil god can only have a 97% success rate in cursing enemies.

This is also good, it eliminates the possibility of these evil god believers running into the field to slaughter rabbits to accumulate soul power.