For some unknown reason, the young mage did not stop Resel from concocting the body of the Filren Lord's Mother, but when the other party said that he wanted to concoct the corpses of several high-ranking priests under the altar, the young mage stretched out his index finger at her and shook it gently.

Although she didn't fully understand the young mage's actions, Ryothel stopped her busy form and finally began to face the young necromancer who had cornered the entire city of Drow.

"Man, I don't know what you're going to do with me?" With a foxy expression, Ressell licked her thick red lips. Between the swaying limbs, the pair of plump bodies comparable to basketball almost slipped out again because of this movement.

The strips of cloth were crossed over the chest, and it was too unsafe to cover the pair of huge sacrificial robes that jumped off. This makes Ruisel's every move induce men to silently chant in their hearts, "move a little bigger, a little bigger". This is a special temptation and torment that makes people always think about it.

Perhaps it was the sudden expansion of strength that gave Ressell too arrogant confidence, and made her speak and act with a kind of arrogance and contempt of superiors. This kind of expression may stimulate some men with excessive hormones to sprout a different kind of desire to conquer and express themselves, but for the young mage who has already been full of murderous intent, it is just a fresh fish struggling before going into the pot.

A level 19 high-level spellcaster is indeed a difficult mountain to surpass in terms of the strength that the undead currently show. It was this misjudgment that made this Risier mistress look like a clown who didn't know whether to live or die under the pressure of a strong enemy, and when she was dying, she still felt good about herself and wanted to play with the enemy who brought her "opportunity".

The undead had wiped out most of the city, an unforgivable crime that she hated through her teeth. And their arrival also brought her the biggest turning point in her life, allowing her to climb to the peak of her life and become a well-deserved first family mother.

Otherwise, the "stand-in doll" won't be so easy to work with.

The reason why Risel didn't do it directly was because in this moment, she needed applause, she needed the audience. In order to make her feel the thrill of the pinnacle of life for a longer and more profound time in this most beautiful and glorious moment.

But after she has enjoyed this qiē, they will still be on the path of being destroyed by themselves.

Because she hates the undead!

The young mage couldn't help but stand with his hands folded around his shoulders, and said with a disdainful smile, "What's the matter, Lord Ruisil? The strength has skyrocketed, so you look down on us a little? Don't forget jì, this is our world now, and your attitude ......"

"Shut up, lowly male! This is the territory of the Spider Goddess, and it is not your turn to call the shots here. Let the light shine on your head! Her Highness will throw you into the abyss of filth, and your soul will weep and wail in it......" The skyrocketing Ressil has grown so much that she hates the young mage who interrupted her wonderful enjoyment, and is no longer willing to maintain this ostensibly false peace.

The hula roared incessantly, and a large number of cemetery creatures broke through the blockade of the last of the Drow elites outside, and began to slowly pour into this spacious underground cavern. The lickers who run along the four walls and jump like a white cloth that slowly opens, soon filling most of the space here.

The lonely Mother of Resier is still proud, except for the strength of level 19 that gives her infinite confidence, the high-end undead who can hardly see the high-end undead who cross the 16th level in the opponent's field are her real confidence. She could sense that her first family had not yet fallen, and as long as she could return there, a level 19 powerhouse who was favored by the queen of spiders and the remaining family priests would be enough to deal with the invasion of the undead.

As for whether the undead would use this as their lair, Resel was a hundred unconvinced. The Spider Queen's grace is still on her side, which also means that she can summon the Goddess's servants at any time, and with them present, it is only a matter of time before the group of undead is dispersed.

At that time, she will be the absolute ruler of the city!

There was no basis for peace talks on either side, and almost simultaneously, both sides launched the most rapid attacks.

Rui Sier, who has always been arrogant and stupid, turned her face at this moment, and what she struck out of her hand was the strongest single spell she could currently issue with her own strength, "Ashes". This is a deadly spell up to the 7th order, and it can also destroy Miè's corpse by the way, so as to avoid any means of rebirth for the little necromancer opposite.

It's a pity that the young mage never had the intention of approaching her, and has already retreated sharply at the same time as her spell is issued. A large number of ghosts and resentful spirits poured out from behind him, drowning his figure in an instant.

So there was a terrible wail, I don't know which unlucky spirit touched this 7th-order spell. It's just that even the wails of its final moments of demise were completely drowned out by the ghostly roar that shook the earth, and almost no one could hear it.

Although Resel was extremely confident in his own strength, he still frowned in the face of the massive number of undead approaching by land and air at the same time. Although her melee ability is not weak, after all, she is still a female drow who is biased towards spellcasters, and without guards, how can those powerful magic spells she just mastered be released?

Driven by Risel, Philon, the corpse bound to her side, stepped forward and stood in front of her.

As the Drow master mother who has survived for hundreds of years, Philun has a short blade in his left hand, a snake head whip in his right hand, and a low-level magic technique that can be used in his hand, once he defends with all his strength, the combat power he shows is also considerable. What's even more rare is that as she took out a magic talisman from her arms and crushed it, three portals suddenly opened not far from her side.

Li Xun had already retreated to the vicinity of the entrance of the cave at this moment, and did not try to step forward to participate in the attack. Seeing Philen behave like this at this moment, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes curiously, wanting to see what kind of helper she could summon.

didn't make him wait long, 3 years later, a big two, a small three eyes demon proudly drilled out of the portal and appeared in the field.

Almost as soon as he came out of the portal, the level 17 Eye Demon Krabck was startled by the dense undead in front of him, and he couldn't help but shoot out a burst of rays, knocking the nearest group of undead into ashes. But this loss was nothing to the steady stream of undead, and the area that had just been vacated was replaced by new ones in an instant.

"Damn Drow, what kind of enemy are you provoking? Why so many undead? Isn't this the city of your drow? You ......" while constantly attacking and sweeping away the surrounding enemies, Krabcock, the Eye Demon, let out an earth-shattering roar, angrily questioning the "allies" who had summoned him.

But when the open eyeball on one of its stalks swept over the unusual former "ally", its voice cut short.

This former "ally" doesn't seem quite right, the soul is still the same soul, but how can her state seem so like she is controlled by people......

"You've become a corpse?" Krabck was almost speechless in surprise.

Having dealt with Drow for hundreds of years, he knows all too well about their methods. This method of concocting the corpse is one of the most common methods used by the Drow against traitors or losers. can turn a drow master mother into a spirit binding corpse, but such a big deal makes the demons breathtaking.

The other eye-stalk of the Eye Demon Krabck turned its head to stare at the Drow woman who was hiding behind Philon and silently preparing high-level divine arts, and the strong fluctuations that overflowed from the other party's body made it a little frightened.

The portal was gone, and in the absence of any clarity, it and the other two Small-Eyed retreated, only shielding themselves with a continuous stream of rays, silently surveying the situation in the field.

At this time, Rui Sier, who had already completed a 9th-order divine technique, raised her hands high, and a surging wave of flames emanated from her hands, sweeping the vast space within 50 meters around her with an unstoppable momentum, incinerating all the low-level undead. However, under her control, this magic technique deliberately avoided Philen in front of her and the three eye demons gathered together, but did not force the other party to turn against her immediately.

The young mage hiding in the distance also looked gloomy and frowned. This is the case in the world of high demons, even if you are invincible, it is still a bottomless incinerator before these casters drain their mana and shields. No matter how many low-level troops you invest, the other party can be wiped out, which makes people feel distressed and helpless.

Without the cooperation of high-level cemetery heroes, relying only on these low-level cemetery troops, the loss caused by the death of a level 19 near-saint powerhouse would definitely make the young mage cry.

Emptying the enemies around him, Resel temporarily freed up his hands to hand over the defense to Philen, the corpse of the soul, and turned his head to look at the vigilant Eye Demon Krabck.

"Lord Krabek, greetings to Rasmufer, the first family of Rasmufer City!"

The Eye Demon Krabck is also well aware of the intrigue between Drow, and judging from the shape in front of him, no matter how you look at it, the damned former "ally" has stupidly fallen into the infighting.

"Damn slut, I can't control my life and death, and I have to pull Lord Ben into the water, I really deserve you to be so unlucky!" The Eye Demon Krabck cursed in his heart, but his words were much more polite, after all, there was a level 19 Drow priest standing in front of it: "Hello, Lord Resir. I wonder what you called me for? ”

At this point, Krabck could only pretend to be confused. The situation in front of us can be seen at a glance, these drow sluts are still engaged in infighting when the foreign enemy invades, and this black skin with raw eyes is probably the final victor. It seems that they need to help them clear out the enemy.

However, as he swept over the incredible number of undead in the cave, the Eye Demon couldn't help but be confused. When did such a number of undead appear in this shallow subterranean layer?

But without it having to think about it, the undead who had stopped attacking in front of it was left and right, revealing a slender figure hidden under a dark black one-piece cloak in the distance.

"Hello, Lord Krabwick, we're meeting again!" The young mage brushed down his hood that covered his face and greeted the Eye Demon from afar.

"It's you!" The Eye Demon didn't have a good memory, and almost as soon as it looked at it, it recognized this little human mage with black hair and black eyes and a wicked smile.

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