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Sure enough, the more high-level cemetery creatures are, the more unruly they are.

The young mage pursed his lips speechlessly, and couldn't help but lament in his heart that his idea of gathering a group of high-level troops to surround the enemy had been shattered again.

It can be seen that these dragon lich demons are extremely strict with their kind of rejection, and now they can only be regarded as reluctant cooperation. Once they are really grouped into a group, let alone fight externally, I am afraid that they will fight first.

Fortunately, now they are all primary-level dragon lichs, and the number of servants they can accommodate and control is limited, otherwise they will be divided up by them in twos and threes, and the mage group originally formed by the young mage will be separated.

Around this time, Stratholme's necromancer Plataya is also having a headache as the head of the mage group! is obviously an excellent dark spell casting master, but he can't integrate into the original mage group, and he has to pry away some of the carefully cultivated high-level corpse witches from under his hands, and a mage group leader will have a headache to death!

However, this is the nature of the dragon lich, and there is no way to force it, so I can only think of a single list of them and use them as a special spellcasting team.

Originally, the young mage had planned to bring in the dragon lich from the Feathermoon Fortress, but after meeting with Zena, he changed his mind. This time it really surprised him, the Drow priestess Zena, who has always been low-key and doesn't have much sense of zài, was able to come up with such a targeted idea in the face of the crisis faced by the Feather Moon Fortress, but it was not in vain that she handed over a cemetery city to her to take care of for so long.

In this case, the young mage was relieved to hand over the crisis handling of the Feathermoon Fortress to her, and he concentrated his energy on the destruction of Rasmufil City. Although Rasmufer City is only a marginal drow city located in the shallow surface of the Dark Regions, and is not taken seriously by the Spider God, believers are believers, and it is difficult to predict how this vicious and moody god will react once faced with doom.

Therefore, the last person to appear in the city square is the soul guard who has been in the limelight recently - the first hero of the cemetery. His arrival also caused a wave of turmoil in the young mage's soul system. It can be seen that the two dragon lichs and many undead mercenaries have a strong reaction to this soul guard, especially the blood demon.

It can be seen that even within the cemetery heroes, a hidden competition between strength and weakness is quietly unfolding.

Blood Demon, as a well-deserved leader in the first echelon among the heroes of the cemetery for a long time, is now actually pressed to the second echelon by the ghost dragon Moros and the soul guard, it is impossible to say that there are no psychological fluctuations. As for how to adjust it in the future, it can only depend on the young mage's scheming methods.

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A hidden cavern thirty miles from the Undercity.

The silent dark area is now occupied by shadowy shadows, making this hidden cave full of vitality rarely seen in the underground world.

Among the spurs and stone pillars with intertwined canine teeth, a group of Drow warriors hidden in the shadows were silently communicating in sign language. As the secret outpost of Rasmufer City, they were already familiar with all the tunnels, caves, and secret passages nearby, but it was difficult for them to penetrate the mysterious forbidden area in front of them.

The only thing they knew was that it was supposed to be the territory of an undead force, but they couldn't figure out their specific strength.

When they first arrived, they were a large force of more than 50 people, at least for a scout party. But in just over two weeks, their team had been reduced to 16 people, and even the arrogant, almost stupid priestess who led the team was lost in a corridor crowded with undead.

In Drow law, Drow squads are usually led by female priests who go on missions, and if they fail to protect the female priests and die, the remaining members of Drow will be executed even if they return to the city safely. As a result, after the death of the Supreme Leader, the Drow team has been in a state of panic. If it weren't for the strong restraint of one of the remaining Drow priestesses, the remaining Drow warriors would probably have become exiles.

As a junior Drow priest, Dahni has yet to bathe in the Spider God's grace, but this does not prevent her from intimidating the family warriors from her superiors and continuing to obey her orders.

This large-scale reconnaissance was a joint order from multiple family mothers, and there were as many as 3 large scout teams like her. If there is no specific and detailed information on the enemy, with such a large battle loss, even she, a female Drow, would not dare to turn around.

The information that had been detected some time ago had been passed back, but the order that came back from the family was that they had to find out the details of the enemy, which drove them almost to the point of death.

"These damn scum, scumbags, these fearless ghosts who should be cursed by the goddess, only dare to hide behind and issue some orders to send people to death, and have the ability to see for themselves!" Daherne silently cursed the bastard who issued the order in her heart, and her sexy and charming face was a little distorted with resentment.

The undead forces are so well guarded and so quick and sharp that they can only be experienced by those who are here.

The many tunnels and caverns leading to the heart of the enemy's forces are filled with creaking skeleton warriors and staggering, ugly, rotting green zombies, making it almost impossible to find a gap where they can stay, leaving the drow who are good at stealth and stealth.

Even the upper part of the cave is occupied by ghosts roaming unconsciously, preventing certain climbing creatures from sneaking in.

In the face of this almost three-dimensional all-round defense, the newcomer Drow team could only choose to form a formation and forcibly clean up. The first-level undead are a plate of scattered sand in front of the well-equipped Drow elite warriors, except for the corpse poison that bursts out after the death of the green zombies, which can bring some trouble to the drow warriors, it is almost difficult for other skeletons and ghosts to cause them considerable damage.

As for this kind of corpse poison, the priestess and priests who led the team were purified with only a little magic, and they could not cause a direct attrition of the Drow team.

The first mass attrition of the Drow team came at their most complacent. Whenever she recalls the scene, Daherney can't help but tremble and her eyes are in a trance.

A few undead knights who stand tall on top of the skeleton war horses with the crisp sound of "da-da-da" hooves are simply the heroes of a terrible nightmare. Dressed in dark and old armor and with a hideous and terrifying grin, they held aloft swords that were almost the same length as Drow's height, and swept away the formation of Drow's elite squad with a single charge.

These terrifying high-level undead knights didn't care about the casualties of low-level undead at all, and they also crushed the bodies of a large number of skeletons and zombies on their way.

The powerful magic of the overly arrogant priestess burned the undead knights in the forefront, but it failed to kill them in one blow. As a result, she fell under the swarm charge of three united undead knights.

When the remaining Drow warriors panicked and tried to turn and flee, they realized that they were surrounded by a swarm of vampires.

If it weren't for the highly protective enchanted equipment and alchemy weapons with a high popularity rate, it would be impossible for their team to fight their way out of the sea of the undead and escape nearly half of them. The vampires in the undead team were instead killed by the Adamantite Crossbow Bolt and Dahni's magic skills.

This must have made the main messenger behind the undead forces furious, and in the days that followed, their remnants were constantly harassed and pursued by the other party. The elusive ghosts even secretly took the lives of a few unlucky ghosts when they were camping, and if it weren't for Dahni's great magic and heavy damage, it is estimated that they would not even have a place to rest peacefully.

So they retreated, and it was not until they were 30 miles away from the enemy's core territory that they were able to gain a foothold. However, the reinforcements who had been waiting for days did not arrive, but instead arrived with a strict order that would kill them all, which instantly detonated the anger of the remaining Drow warriors.

At first, they were able to suppress their feelings and express their anger to each other only with rapid swiping sign language. But as the love became more and more excited, several of the seriously injured Drow warriors no longer paid attention to the tradition of keeping silent in the underground world, and began to curse the scum who were drinking and sending them to death.

Dahni sat in the shadows on one side of the stalagmite, looking distraughtly at the group of lowly men who had almost bombed the camp, and did not forcibly subdue and intimidate them as she had done the other day. Because if she really carried out that strict order, she, the only remaining leader, would inevitably die at the hands of those ugly and fierce undead.

But just as she was about to pull out the snakehead whip from her waist and knock down one or two male drows, the warning magic in the distance brought her a hint of uneasiness.

"Shut up! Listen, listen to me, what is this sound? Dahni, who had risen to her feet, shouted sharply, and her thin, slightly frightened voice immediately suppressed the mob.

As soon as everyone quieted down, a strange sound from the depths of the cave in the distance clearly reached their ears.

It's a popping sound that blows through the air, and it's also the characteristic sound of vampire bats that have been dealing with them for a long time. It's just that compared to the past, today's sound is particularly loud and dull, as if it were ......

Without listening any further, Dahni had already spurred her breath and slammed to the mouth of the cave on the other side, fleeing for her life in the distance without looking back. The remnants of the Drow warriors lived up to their reputation as elite, and they almost rushed out of the cave with her, leaving only a few of their wounded companions behind.

When the Drow warrior, who had a crippled leg and was at the end of the run, looked back in horror at the mouth of the cave, he was greeted by a pair of blood-red eyes that filled the shadows in the distance.

As a series of terrible and short screams of exclamation rang out one after another, the huge bodies that whizzed past left ghostly shaking shadows on the walls of the cave.

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