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"What a brainless demon lord. Brothers, it's time to get started! ”

As a meat shield, the green-haired zombie Moros rushed to the front without shirking his responsibility. Even if he has grown a lot in size in the past year, his 3-meter height is still just a little brother image in front of the 5-meter-high Berserker Demon.

The huge and exaggerated tower shield was twisted in the fierce slashing of the berserk demon, and it was just a posture that could not be endured. Moros's smaller figure was constantly panned backwards by the force of the Berserker, and the steel boots under his feet rubbed against the rough bone ground, and even curling green smoke rose.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Blue pounced hard from the side, and the claws of the black ghost, which was covered with dense bandages, slammed into the gap in the armor around Kleinus's waist.

"Get out!"

Clenus let out a loud shout, holding the tin can with an axe in one hand, and the other hand freed, clenched into a fist, and with the sound of the howling wind, he swung fiercely at the mummy at his side.

Blue put his hands on the shelf, the rune bandages on his body turning sharply, and he managed to barely block the iron fist of the berserker with all his might. In this kind of hard-to-face competition, Moros and Blue, who are both "light" in size and weight, will undoubtedly suffer a lot of dark losses.

Both sides used all their strength, and their strong and sturdy bodies grew a lot under the stimulation of their veins. Suddenly, the Berserker Demon Klenus roared angrily, and the strength on his body dropped sharply, and he was pushed back by the two undead.

Kleinus took advantage of a backward jump to break away from the entanglement between the two, and the fierce long-handled battle axe in his hand circled around his body with a sharp roar, and in the middle of the movement, a fountain of blood gushed out from his back waist.

"Oops......"

The slender and flexible body of the mutant ghoul Karui suddenly emerged from behind the Berserker, and almost sprang out screaming and rolling from under the great axe. was just swept by the fierce wind brought up by the big axe, and his back was instantly opened.

Fortunately, with the last bumper harvest, Karui specially harvested a pair of finger sleeves enchanted with the effects of "tearing" and "armor breaking", otherwise today facing the demon lord wearing heavy armor and his body is protected by thick scales, his weak attack really can't break through the opponent's defense.

Clenus was sincerely bored with this kind of assassin-type opponent who could drill into the seams. With a swing of the long-handled battle axe in his hand, he forced away the two meat shields that rushed again, and a black qi burst out of his hand, heading straight at the ghoul Karui who was wandering behind him.

As soon as the black qi fang left his hand, it was stirring rapidly, and in the tumbling and condensing, it turned into a hammer and smashed into Kalu, who had a thin body.

"Hammer of Chaos"

With a scream of horror, Karui curled up, and a translucent dark green cloak on his shoulders and neck quickly extended, enveloping him completely in an instant.

There was a muffled "bang", and the Hammer of Chaos was hitting Karui's curled ball of flesh, and the heavy force made him grunt.

Clenus was overjoyed to see this, and a dash pounced on the undead who had been hit by the Hammer of Chaos, and the axe in his hand slashed head-on, threatening to cut him in half.

The cloak retracted behind his back, and Karui smiled at the frenzied war demons, and one rolled on the spot and escaped.

The heavy and furious axe slammed into the bone floor, instantly shaking the bone ground in a radius of 3 meters into powder, and countless fragments of broken bones splashed in all directions. Kleinus stunned in a swift downward stance, muttering to himself as he watched the ghoul boy slip from under his axe.

"How is this possible? How could he resist the stun effect of the Chaos Hammer? Even a demon lord will be stunned for at least 2 seconds......"

But no one will answer this question for him, because all the undead are busy attacking and attacking......

Moros's two-handed greatsword, Blue's ghost claws, Karui's finger claws, and the shadow arrows of the two skeleton mages all caught fire on the berserker's body at this moment, causing him to stagger back with blood in his mouth.

The Forgotten Mage Pakwick also stole a green cloud of bone in front of him.

A berserker demon who accidentally fell into the encirclement knew that something was wrong, and the long-handled battle axe in his hand swung up a fierce wind, blocking the rounds of attacks of several melee fighters, and hardened against long-range firepower, planning to "transfer strategy".

Who knows, before the abyssal flame that had just enveloped him could be teleported, a snake-like twisted lightning burst out from the bone pillar in front of Pakvik, instantly striking the berserker's body. In normal times, such a small lightning bolt would not even be able to penetrate the armor of the Berserker Demon, but at the moment when the "Advanced Teleportation Technique" was about to be launched, this small change killed him.

The space layer that had just been broken was disturbed by lightning, and it instantly twisted and exploded, bounced out the berserker demon that had been halfway into it. The shattered space debris was comparable to the sharpest blade in the world, and it directly cut Kleinus with blood, and half of the armor was gone.

"Ah......h

Unable to suppress the tyranny in his heart any longer, the devastated Berserker could no longer restrain his tyranny, and he launched a death charge at the two skeleton mages in the distance like a mad tiger. No matter how crazy he was, he knew in his heart that if he hadn't destroyed this inexplicable thing first, he might really have to stay here forever today.

Moros' sword, the mummy's claws, and the ghoul's fingers and claws all left deep scratches on him, but the violent force shook the three of them out. Kleinus used his body to smash away the entanglement of the trio, and the axe in his hand pointed directly at the fragile skeleton mage who was struggling to cast spells.

30 m ......

20 m ......

10 meters

Just as the thick tip of Kleinus' axe was about to reach the two skeleton mages, the calm oblivion mage Pakvik stretched out his greasy white hand bones and pointed at the frenzied battle demon, and a misty white mist wrapped around the other party.

"Aging"

Almost as soon as the mist wrapped around the Berserker, his rushing form slowed down suddenly, as if he was suddenly in another dimension, and his gestures were indescribably sticky and staggering. The two fragile skeleton mages were clearly in front of him, but Kleinus was like a puppet in slow motion, his every move was so slow and sluggish.

This "aging" spell doesn't last long, less than 3 seconds, but it's more than enough for a battle where every second counts.

By the time the Berserker had gotten rid of the spell effect, the green-haired team had already completed the fill-in again. 2 Meat Shields and 1 Guerrilla Entangled around him again, while 2 fragile skeleton mages ran 20 meters away. It can be seen that the two skeleton mages have already performed "Cat Agility" and "Walking Ease" on themselves.

So, less than 10 meters from the edge of the city wall, the Berserker Demon was caught in a bloody battle. The repeated defeats in the battle made his body damaged, his fighting spirit plummeted, and he was bent on breaking through the entanglement of the other party and returning to the city to rest.

It's a pity that his strength has long since lost its previous rapidity, and he can no longer occupy an absolute advantage in the head-to-head battle with Moros, and he was forced to stagger back by the hard shield of the two undead meat shields regardless of the damage, and he is getting farther and farther away from the escape line.

The furious roar and loud shouts of the Berserker Demon also alarmed the other three demon lords under the city. The Horned Demon Overseer is huge, so it's really not the material for rescue, and the Fire Demon is a spell-type demon, and rushing to the front line is purely to find his own death, so the pressure of rescue is all on the body of the Flo Demon Lord.

The Flodemon Lord Hale rose into the air with a shrill curse, cursing the brainless Berserker Kleinus as he hurried towards the city.

Fortunately, the number of enemies is not large, and the strength is not so terrifying, otherwise even if he gives Hall ten more dares, he will not dare to rush to it. Probably only the berserker who doesn't know whether to live or die can see that this is a trap arranged by the undead!

Before the war, the demon did not collect the basic information of this undead force, and he still had a certain understanding of it. The more powerful scythe demon (necromancy) and the death knight among the undead have not yet appeared, and they only rely on a group of low-level meat giants, vampires and a large number of ghouls to deal with them, which obviously does not want to reveal their strength in advance.

Look, Kleinus's momentary arrogance immediately led to the ambush of several middle-level undead of the enemy, and with the cooperation of pure and tacit understanding, he actually beat a demon little lord Ghost Crying Wolf Howl. This fully shows that the undead have been prepared for a long time.

Thinking of this, Flomo Hall did not have the urge to kill all directions like the Berserker Demon in all directions, and just wanted an undead spirit who swooped down and pushed out of the way, and rescued that brainless fool back to the city.

However, his every move was clearly monitored by the mage tower in the distance, and with the faint soul fluctuations, another series of orders were issued.

There was less than ten seconds between Flomo rising into the sky, when he hovered over the city walls in search of a fighter, and when he swooped to attack, but a new opponent was already waiting for him.

As soon as Flomo, who had just seen the opportunity to pass behind Moros and cut off his head, approached the city, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose, and he hurriedly slapped his wings forward and planned to rise into the sky again. But the inertia of rapid flight is so easy to stop and stop, and the extremely backward body suddenly hurts, and as he struggles to pull up, a huge gap inexplicably appears in his chest and abdomen.

Dragging his wounded body, Flomo Hall returned to the sky, his hands on his fleshy abdomen, and he looked at the clearing beneath his feet in disbelief.

The place where he swooped just now should have been empty, but at this moment, a huge moon ring soaked in demonic blood suddenly appeared, along with a pair of slender white and greasy hands that could be broken by blowing. These things appeared so abruptly, as if they had been waiting there incognito, and Hall had completely bumped into his relatively soft abdomen by himself.

The small hands fell slightly, and as the energy overflowed, the demon blood on the moon wheel suddenly dispersed, and a cold light like a match soared from the moon ring. But this vision lasted less than half a second, and then it was once again restrained into a dull matte light, and disappeared again in the void as the little hand was still.

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