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Wizarding World, Death Valley. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Death Valley, which had just taken on the rudiments of an urban city, is now long gone. Except for a few magical buildings that are still in the Sea of Bones, Portals, Cemeteries, and Mausoleums under the protection of the Elemental Barrier of the Mage Tower, all the other buildings have collapsed and smashed, and they are all over the ground.

However, the brilliant elemental attacks in the sky were sprinkled head-on like a sea of light, trembling and rippling as the elemental barrier supported by the mage tower struck. Under the almost frantic extraction of the mage tower, the sea of bones has gradually bottomed out, revealing the pit of ten thousand bones in front of people.

The garrisons of the cemetery that were once formed have now turned into mud and blood, evenly distributed on the surrounding land. At this moment, there are only three figures of different forms that can still stand on this land and fight.

The Headless Horseman Serti is about to become a horseless knight at this moment.

In the wave of witchcraft attacks in the sky, he repeatedly relied on his strong body to break through, and quickly cut down one crazy wizard after another from the sky. As a consequence, the surface of his body was covered with scratches as if it had been repeatedly scraped by an invisible knife. In addition to this, there are scorch marks left by lightning bombardment, scorch marks left by fireball baking, frost marks left by ice arrows, and huge black spots left by acid arrows......

He might be able to withstand such an attack, but the undead dark horse under his crotch is already faltering, and the speed of running in the void is getting slower and slower. And this will undoubtedly summon him more witchcraft attacks!

Responsibly speaking, the fall of the Headless Horseman Serti is not far off.

And Farina, who is usually always in the form of a gorgeous and delicate banshee, is also fierce at the moment. Discarding her flattery, she was in line with the nature of the Prophet of Death at this moment, and the shockwaves of evil spirits composed of terrifying grimaces swept across the sky. All the mid- and low-level wizards who were swept by the shock wave fell to the sky with a wail under the entanglement of thousands of ghosts, and fell to the surface without knowing anyone.

And the witchcraft attacks against Falina are also the most dense and ferocious.

Several great wizards with 8 rings and 9 rings stared at Farina, and a series of terrifying and strange witchcraft directly beat her muffled. Countless grimaces diffused from Farina's body, replenishing the demon barrier on her body's surface, but they turned into curling green smoke in the continuous attack.

The loss of these grimaces is all related to Farina's soul origin. For every part of her death, a part of her soul origin is permanently missing.

To be honest, if it weren't for the desperate moment, Falina would rather have her body scarred than lose her soul origin.

On the ground, the elite guards brought by the wizards are frantically storming the cemetery's defenses. Their only opponent was Karthas, the Undertaker who stood in front of the barrier of the Mage's Tower.

And the two Saint-rank wizards floating above the heads of the wizard guards were in a fierce posture. But they preferred to throw witchcraft far away from it than to get too close to Karthas. Because at this moment, although Karthas was in tatters, he was carrying a bloody human head in his right hand.

It was the head of another Holy Order wizard.

This guy who is too arrogant and arrogant thinks that three of you will fight one and absolutely eat each other, so he rushed to the front as soon as he got on the field. But how did he know that he was fighting, and Karthas was desperate.

Desperately losing most of his spell protection and a left leg, Karthas unexpectedly unscrewed off the head of this saint-rank wizard in the blink of his fingers. This also deeply frightened the remaining two saint-rank wizards, so that they only dared to desperately urge the human guards under them to rush forward to consume the mana of the undertaker, while they themselves flew in the air and threw witchcraft wildly.

Karthas, who was standing alone, was also close to running out of oil at this moment.

Forcibly fighting against the attacks of the two Saint-level wizards had already hurt him a lot. But at this moment, he is the only one who can stop the human team from advancing on the ground. Therefore, he couldn't dodge any of the witchcraft on the opposite side, so he could only rely on a powerful magic equipment to resist the hard top.

On the ground, the powerful undead he summoned were often overwhelmed by the elite wizard guards swarming from the opposite side before they could form a numerical advantage. If it weren't for the fact that he had also set up several huge evil circles and death circles on the ground, and some corpses, ghouls, and zombies were constantly crawling out of them, the current situation would have been untenable.

Just when the entire Death Valley was in a bloody storm and crumbling, the portal that had been unable to stabilize due to too much external interference suddenly shook violently. When this tremor reached a certain mysterious threshold, there was a soft "pop", and a spatial vortex suddenly emerged, spit out a large cloud of strange things with blurred flesh and blood from it.

Ahh............hh

A series of painful wails suddenly rang out from the pieces of flesh, startling several human guards who had just rushed in front of it. Then, under their horrified gaze, the mass of flesh wriggled and twisted wildly, and finally tore apart the body that had been squeezed and glued together again.

Bloody heads, blood-drenched torsos, and limbs that no longer see an inch of intact skin......

It's a terrible undead who has been skinned!

The Holy Order Corpse Demon Koxa hissed in pain, not for the wounds in his body, but for the stinging of his soul. However, the pain of the undead can often be passed on through killing and eating.

As a result, Kokesa, who had just barely stood up, bounced up, and his bloody body crashed directly into the arms of a human black-armored guard. In a terrible explosion of broken bones and tendons, Koksa opened the mouth of the blood basin that leaked on both sides, and viciously bit the opponent's neck.

With just one bite, most of the other party's neck is directly missing.

Broken throats, blood-soaked flesh, blood-drenched bones...... These hodgepodge of flesh rattled in the corpse's hideous mouth, and were swallowed alive. And the effect of eating flesh and blood is so obvious! In an instant, its back was covered with a sticky oily sheen, and it quickly dried and hardened the moment it touched the air.

The Holy Rank Corpse Demon Koxa roared in the sky, and the blood-red soul fire immediately stared firmly at the human guards beside him.

Just when it was wild and wanted to kill like crazy, a spiritual fluctuation that pierced the soul fire suddenly appeared.

"Catch, hunk!"

A swollen ball was thrown into its arms.

Koxar looked down at the head of a human. But when it looked closely, it grinned wildly again.

It's a Holy Order, it's the head of a Holy Order caster.

Needless to say, the corpse demon Koxa instantly grew his big mouth to the extreme, and even tore the facial muscles on both sides for this. Hard, his throat was raised, and it took all of his strength for Koxar to swallow the skull whole, and then he gave a blissful black burp.

The two human guards directly opposite the corpse demon were completely stunned, and the sword held high in the air never remembered to fall. When they were hit on their faces by this black gas, it was like a stream of extremely corrosive sulfuric acid poured on them, and the skin and facial features of the two of them melted and flowed down like hot wax.

The two of them didn't even have time to wail before they fell down in pain.

The rejuvenated Koxa glanced up at the low spellcaster who threw something at him, and instantly recognized that it was one of the three cemetery heroes who needed reinforcements for this trip, and couldn't help but grin: "You're much more generous than those bastards." Okay, let's say, who do you need me to help you fight? My stomach is still hungry! ”

"Are those two damn bastards okay?" Calthus threw out a withering of death and smashed the dozen or so guards who rushed in front of him to white bones, and raised his hand to the two saint-level wizards who were still racing witchcraft not far away.

"Woo...... Great, two more fresh and delicious blood food! They reported it to me! ”

He took out the huge bone crusher hammer he had just arrived from his chest and abdomen, and put the blade armor on his body indiscriminately, and the Saint-level corpse demon screamed and pounced on the two Saint-level wizards.

The faces of the two Holy Orders turned pale in an instant.

This is the case in war, and in many cases, it is not possible to determine victory or defeat by putting the strength of both sides on the table. In addition to the superficial strength, it depends more on how far the two sides can exert their strength.

In terms of the three Holy Orders that attacked this time, if they could all sacrifice their lives and death to attack Karthus, how could he, a dark spellcaster who was good at cursing and the shadows behind him, delay the battle to this moment.

At this time, a terrifying Saint-Rank undead with a hammer suddenly rushed up, and the two Saint-Rank wizards involuntarily chose to fly high and avoid. Although the powerful witchcraft in their hands did not stop for a moment, the attitude of cautious and cowering was unmistakable.

The raging corpse demon couldn't catch them, but instead smashed into the wizard's guards. That tyrannical killing stance suppressed the ground offensive on the wizard's side in an instant.

With it creating a large number of deaths in front, Karthas, who is good at assisting, immediately used these newly dead bodies to create a group of ghouls, and finally completely stabilized the originally precarious defense line.

And just as they were struggling with this kung fu, the portal in the back "popped" and spat out a tattered skeleton. And this skeletal skeleton that didn't seem to have the slightest trace of life finally squirmed with difficulty after being freed from the entanglement of the power of time and space.

The second Holy Order Corpse Witch is here.

The wizards, who originally thought that they were in control of the overall situation, panicked in an instant.

Where the hell does this goddamn portal lead? How can it be that all the undead of the Holy Class are spitted out? If it is allowed to spit out endlessly like this, let alone exterminate this group of invaders today, I am afraid that none of the wizards present will want to escape smoothly.

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