The banshees, who had made up their minds to attack, screamed loudly when they saw that their prey was about to run, and all the spirits immediately gathered towards them when they heard the sound, and soon condensed into a huge ghost cloud that covered the sky and the sun.

This is also a means for the spirits to gather a large number of companions to form an overwhelming momentum, and to gather the heavenly resentments of the past to form a more terrifying collection of resentments.

Arthas glanced back, his heart pounding. Broadly speaking, the banshees behind them had already built a small ghost realm out of their bodies. In such a realm, the attack defense of all banshees will be increased by a thousand times, and the damage taken will be evenly distributed.

The only drawback of this second-hand realm, which is made up of thousands of spirits, is that it is not stable. The number of banshees acting as backbone supports is still too scarce to fully control the restless spirits, and there are Sen Sen's yin qi leaking in many directions, which greatly reduces the overall coordination.

However, after the initial merger, the speed of the resentment collection obviously has a huge bonus, and it roars in the air, and there is a posture that swallows the Black Blade Knights.

If it was just a shock, now Alsace is terrified. The ethereal ghost claws of the spirits that were so connected were to be grasped on their bodies again, but it was not a small injury that could be ignored before, but a ghost blow that was very likely to cause great trauma. This stacking of attack power has always been the most awe-inspiring.

Without saying a word, Arthas immediately urged the skeleton war horse to flee frantically, never returning to his previous grace and calmness. The Knights of the Black Blade also sensed a huge threat, and without the urging of the leader, their souls soared, forming a formation and rushing towards the enemy's weak point.

At this time, there is no need to retain the speed and tease the enemy, if you really want to be caught up by this group of ghost clouds, the Knights of the Black Blade may be about to go into history just after its establishment.

So they chased and fled, and the Knights of the Black Blade relied on their horses to rush away from the ghouls in their way, and rushed wildly towards the distance in front of the ghost clouds.

In an instant, the banshees, who had been teased to the point of madness, had driven the ghost clouds to chase them into the distant sky.

And at this moment, on a huge stone pillar in front of the Shadow Dome Hall of the Soul Mountain, the Shadow Dwarf Assassin Oro withdrew his gaze from afar, and sent a signal to a certain "person" in the other direction through the psychic connection, and only then did a flash fall on the central avenue of this majestic palace, and swaggered inside.

It is a tall palace built with gray boulders. Tens of thousands of years ago, it may have been the earthly palace of a powerful god, but now, it has become a place for ghosts, resentful spirits, and banshees, and a shadow vault for spirit creatures.

Now the palace has been abandoned for many years, and the collapsed roof of the palace has completely leaked out, dilapidated under the endless fierce wind day and night, but the main structure of the palace made of rock is very strong, although it is old but still standing.

Although the Council of the Undead took most of the troops here, it left a level 15 ghost lord to sit in this core lair that radiated thousands of miles around.

If the level 15 ghost lord is paired with the ghost cloud that is most suitable for its origin, with Stratholme's current strength, it is really hard to gnaw, so there is the beginning of the previous Arthas sending troops to tease and lure away the ghost cloud.

Now that Ghost Cloud has been separated from the Ghost Lord, what is needed below is an elite and brave decapitation force.

Thirty miles away, in the cold air currents close to 100 meters in the air, under the cover of a misty gray fog, a large group of cemetery empty riders waited with bated breath.

Floating on the giant ghost dragon at the forefront, Skeletron, who had not gone out for a long time, closed his eyes and sat in silence. When the distant mind fluctuated, the purple soul fire in his deep and huge hollow eye sockets suddenly lit up, and he stood up, and the big sword in both hands was raised high and fell, and the air cavalry group behind him suddenly moved.

The huge bat demons who had all performed the levitation spell on their bodies were originally quietly suspended in mid-air, and with a command, the entire fog was immediately swept away by the hurricane brought by the flapping of the huge bat wings. The first to go was Stratholme's group of air mages, and the corpse witches sitting on top of the bat demon clung to the specially installed metal chain, allowing the bat demon to dive, dash, and flip without being thrown out.

Now, mobile spellcasting, combined spellcasting, and riding empty beasts have become the basic skills necessary for the casters of the cemetery mage group, and those who can't do these things can't enter this regular mage group with the best treatment.

Immediately behind the Air Mage Regiment was a team of fat and strong undead mercenaries, including the green-haired zombie Moros who had just returned.

Morros, who tasted the sweetness for the first time, was at a time when his strength was rapidly expanding, and of course he would not miss this opportunity to besiege a strong enemy in vain. Since Plataya is still exploring territory under the Crane Continent, the highest level of the entire decapitation force is a group of level 13 guys, which seems to be not much different from the level of the opponent's level 15 ghost lord, but in fact it is still a fierce battle.

In the Undead Realm, the road to advancement is difficult and long, starting at level 10, with each level heralding huge gaps. The difference between level 2 is already a world of difference. If it weren't for the elite troops of the cemetery and the storage of various powerful equipment, the group of level 13 "little guys" in front of him would simply be rookies who came to give away people's heads.

Out of fear, Skeletron personally took command of the beheading operation.

The sudden appearance of a new enemy immediately stirred up the Resentful Soul Mountain, which had just calmed down. The spirits that had just attacked already occupied more than two-thirds of the standing spirits in the Shadow Dome Temple, and at this time, the ghosts, resentful spirits, and banshees that could pour out of it to meet the enemy were much more sparse.

Before they could come to their senses, the first wave of fire coverage from the corpse witch that swooped down from above was suppressed. Hundreds of clouds of death bloomed in the air, and in the center of each gray rose there was a miserable hissing light of a spirit. Such an extremely rich death qi is like a strong acid pouring down, which can quickly corrode the fragile body of the spirit body, and dissolve the core resentment inside.

The spirits that suffered the head-on blow blew up the camp in an instant, and no matter how the banshee scolded and cursed, they scattered in all directions, trying to find a solid hiding place to hide.

After a lot of chaos, the banshee leader in the center of the spirit body leaked out, so the second wave of the corpse witch's spell attacks was concentrated here.

Dense dead clouds swept by, dust fell through the air, and nothing was left.

After clearing the spirits in front of the Shadow Dome, all the corpse witches began to set their eyes on the black crushing corpses that were pouring along the wide road to the top of the mountain.

Several mercenary squads that had already been ordered to ride the bats to land on the top of the mountain, and after a brief tidying up, they commanded their own cemetery soldiers to seize the key passes, form a defensive line and begin to block the advance of the corpses and prevent a possible resurgence of ghost clouds.

The remaining 20 or so Graveyard mercenary leaders, led by Skeletron, rode the Bat Demon straight into the Shadow Dome and headed straight for the rear. There, the Shadow Gnome Assassin Oro had already fought the other side.

The huge bat wings spread, silently gliding in the majestic hall, and from time to time there were spirits roaring out of the pillars around the body and the top of the hall, and they were all decisively set on fire by everyone and smashed into pieces. The entire group of decapitations did not stop for a moment, following the route that Oro had trodden through the tall stone pillars left and right, and pounced on the eerie apse.

At this time, the apse was in a strange silence, and three dark purple shadows shuttled between the dense stone pillars in the main hall, and from time to time a slight blue current flowed out from the core of the three dark shadows. What started as a tiny electrical charge that could be undetectable could float in mid-air for a moment, and grow into a blue plasma ball the size of a human head like an inflatable doll.

The three dark shadows continued to circulate, and the plasma balls continued to be generated, and soon the vast stone forest was rendered into a magnificent blue dream world. It's just that this dream world is too cool, because if any plasma ball touches an entity, it will explode into a lightning storm with a radius of about 1 meter, strangling a lifeform within the range.

The arrival of the Cemetery Elite also alarmed the three Shadows, and a deafening roar rang out from the depths of each Shadow, which was the alternative laughter of the Lightning Wraith Lord.

"Little ants, if you dare to trespass into the territory of the great Ghost Lord Cermytek, this is your burial place today. Come on, come on...... Let death and screams resound in the sky! Let the symphonic poems of fear and confusion begin! Let the great Cermytec show you, what else do you have but stupidity? ”

Belch...... It was a majestic pre-war declaration, which used up all the flowery rhetoric, so that the Skeleton King who came from the majestic mountains and rivers couldn't think of a word that suited the situation.

Several undead mercenaries who followed behind looked at each other, and finally Moros cautiously asked, "My lord, why don't we fight first?" ”

"Hit! Rush up and fuck this shit-mouthed bastard! Skeletron roared in exasperated rage.

At this moment, on a stone pillar in the middle of the stone forest, Oro appeared and reminded in a sharp voice: "The three shadows are all its special clones, and they also have attack power, you must be careful when fighting." This is a lightning ghost that is about to evolve into a Thunder Lord, don't let it pin anyone to death! ”

Three dark shadows roared silently, and a red circle of light faintly appeared at the feet of Oro, and then a thick and terrifying purple lightning bolt from the top of the hall slammed down, and immediately struck the stone pillar that the two people hugged together, and the green smoke curled horizontally.

Oro vanished.

Looking at the thick lightning chain, Skeletron's soul fire couldn't help but shake.

What a terrible lightning summoner!

Obviously it was a very simple talent spell, but it was pushed up enough by this Lightning Ghost Lord to be comparable to Cheng Dù, a sixth-order spell, and probably the only drawback was that it had a slight precursor and a 2-second brewing preparation time when it was activated.

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