Chapter 0951: Cemetery Legion 3
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It's a steel lion!
This is an army of death that has broken out of the Nine Hells!
The tall and mighty Nightmare Mount, the dark black armor that was deep in color and stronger than steel, the black and red cloak that was as scarlet as blood, and the giant horse chopping knife that shimmered in cold light and cold air......
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Felik finally couldn't help but exclaim!
The Undead Knight, even in the eyes of the necromancer, is a first-class high-level undead, and it is the strongest continental war class to help them destroy the withering and decaying, and there is no one.
The bone dragon is unattainable for most necromancers, so in this way, the necromancer is the top-level undead species in the hands of necromancers. Many necromancers like to promote undead knights to undead commanders in order to facilitate the command of many of their subordinates, so they are also the main combat force with equal strength and intelligence.
However, today, here, the number of 5,000 undead knights has finally allowed Felik to reach the limit of his mental endurance, and he is full of frustration as he looks at this terrifying army wrapped in black and red fire and life.
A deep, dim red glow filtered through the cracks in the undead knights' armor, rendering them black and red as monstrous behemoths. The irascible and ferocious Nightmare Beast kept digging at the hard ground beneath its feet, and with a snap of its nose, the flames that erupted from its massive nose wings were still filled with black smoke. The abyssal flames that burned on the Nightmare Beast's red pupils, hooves, and long tail did not bring the slightest warmth, but instead caused the temperature around them to drop dramatically.
The air was filled with the pungent stench of sulphur and flames!
This is no ordinary undead knight, but ...... It's the best of the undead knights - the Death Knight.
Legend has it that these death knights were all fierce knights in the killing arena during their lifetimes. Even if their lives fall, they are not willing to give up the glory of their knights, but in the evil and twisted soul transformation of the necromancer, they have become death knights who obey orders and like to cause killings everywhere.
Finally, Felik, who had been stunned for a long time, hooked down the rattling cervical vertebrae and saw the magic induction fed back from the magic wand in his hand, level 16-17.
Good! Very good! Very good!
When three such death knights come out, they will scratch their heads. If you encounter 5, you can only take a detour. Once you encounter more than 10, flying high in the sky may be the only choice to save your life.
But there are as many as 5,000 of such terrifying death horses in front of him, which is simply a sea of fierce beasts forged of steel and flesh and blood! Once such a force rushes, what kind of ground armed forces can compete with it?
Just as Felik was struggling to calculate how many of his own would need to compete with the legion in front of him, a tall knight wrapped in a halo of brilliant magic gently urged his horse to tick in front of him.
Felik looked up.
A humanoid knight made of steel sat on a nightmare beast of the utmost god, dressed in magical armor with brilliant runes, and long gray hair flowing out of the hideous helmet, like the scarlet cloak behind it, windless and automatic, hunting and flying.
For no reason, Felik felt a sense of vicissitudes of melancholy in his heart, and the heavy and thick sense of historical precipitation weighed him almost out of breath.
This is a great undead knight with a strong emotional rendering power!
The undead who can put such pressure on him, needless to say, must be a legend!
Another legend!
The two places, which were tens of thousands of miles apart, resounded at the same time with a faint sigh.
The legendary mages, who had previously disdained this large cemetery, finally began to face each other squarely. This is already a large force that can compete head-to-head with the Mage Guild without falling behind! If the other party is allowed to swell like this, the strategic space of the Mage Guild will undoubtedly bear even greater pressure.
Many legendary mages began to sit upright, thinking seriously about the checks and balances on this large cemetery.
The reason why they were able to tolerate the Council of the Undead was because there were only 5 legendary lichs, and it was impossible to fundamentally shake the absolute dominance of the Mage Guild. The cemetery in front of you is different, this is an emerging force with infinite possibilities. Where the limits of its development potential are, no one can see through. So the more this happens, the more careful the Mage Guild must be when dealing with it, and must not give it another opportunity to develop itself.
If...... If it is done properly, it may be a good choice to let this large cemetery fight against the Angela Zerg in the Elven Continent! Many legendary mages had their eyes lit up at the same time, secretly pleased with their wisdom.
However, these things can never be brought to the fore, and the devil knows if there are any spies or sympathizers within the guild who have infiltrated the cemetery. Once this kind of thing is leaked, even if you are a legendary mage, you will not be able to withstand the full counterattack of the Great Cemetery.
Just as the thoughts of the legendary mages in the distance were drifting, a group of Death Knights slowly stepped into the portal with solid and steady steps. Not to mention the auxiliary circle, even the huge arched portal itself began to creak and crunch.
The Death Knight's own amassed power of death is an absolute burden on the portal, and even though Felik has tried his best to slow down the speed of the Death Knight's influx into the portal, the ferocious spatial backlash has also overwhelmed the portal.
"I'll go myself!" Shaslar, the vice president sitting at the table of the Seven Rings Conference, couldn't help but speak.
He is also a legend, and he also has a superb study of magic arrays, so among all legends, he is undoubtedly the most suitable to go.
A moment later, Felik in front of the portal received a magical message from afar, and quickly suspended the portal. So in the midst of all the attention, a hazy and illusory figure slowly emerged above the portal.
According to the locking of spatial coordinates, the legendary mage Shaslar teleported directly from the Breland Seven Ring Tower to the Thundering Fortress.
After the sense of disorientation of the remote space teleportation, Shaslar and Arthas, who were standing in front of the portal, bowed their heads slightly, and began to take over all matters related to the portal. And Felik was immediately reduced from the chief supervisor to an errand and errand steward, nodding and following behind Shaslar to listen to orders.
The arrival of a legendary mage has undoubtedly made the operation of the portal smoother and more efficient, and under the assignment and subtle adjustments of Shaslar, the speed at which the death knight passes through the portal is getting faster and faster, but the mana crystals and monster crystal nuclei consumed are also getting faster and faster.
Mana crystals are good to say, there are so many half-planes in the Mage Guild, so many mage towers, and the magic crystals produced every day are all in the triple digits, and this loss in front of me can still be bearable. However, the Warcraft Crystal Nucleus can only be hunted in a very small area, and the cycle is relatively long. If it weren't for the fact that the Mage Guild had thousands of years of material reserves, such a rate of consumption would be heart-wrenching.
After the Death Knights passed through the portals one after another, Shaslar discovered that behind the Death Knights was an army of 30,000 ghouls. And they turned out to be the servant army belonging to the Death Knight Legion, an army of elite ghouls who do miscellaneous things!
The Death Knights were only responsible for group charges and killings, and it was the duty of the servants to set up camp, keep guards, patrol, and clear the road. Of course, if this elite army of ghouls were pulled out alone, it would be more than enough to serve as the main force of any great necromancer.
But here, sorry, they're just minions!
When all the Death Knights and Ghouls had passed through the portal, Arthas, who was standing in front of the portal, led a group of Knights of the Black Blade to step into the portal with leisurely steps and disappear in front of everyone's eyes.
The Death Knights have already appeared, so this teleportation should be over!
Felik and the other mages thought uncertainly.
But in the next moment, a loud and long dragon roar came, and the vast dragon power that rushed towards them made them stop breathing suddenly.
Damn, and the Bone Dragon!
Yes, the next group to rush into the field is the group of bone dragons that cover the sky and the sun.
They didn't come out of the magic tower, but flew from the depths of the distant mountains of Avili.
That's right, too! No matter how big the magic tower is, I'm afraid it can't accommodate so many and such a huge group of bone dragons.
One, two, three, four, five......
Felik counted silently without saying a word.
There were thirty-seven skull dragons, fourteen ghost dragons, and five eerie ice dragons covered in frost flowers.
Such a large number of undead dragon clusters flew over the portal, and once the huge body and huge bone wings were stretched, they really covered the sky and turned into ice.
For some reason, the Thundering Fortress, which had just entered autumn, suddenly blew a cold wind, which was cold to the bones, straight into the bone marrow, and clusters of blue snowflakes began to fall down.
Such a strong death power, such a strong breath of negative energy, such a strange ice power...... All kinds of powerful and strange power auras were mixed together, making it extremely painful for guild mages who were not undead creatures to endure. Many mid-level mages had to prop up their mage shields and begin to bless themselves with spell protection against elemental and negative energy damage.
The sharp eyes of the legendary mage Shaslar saw through the dense fog of death and the wind and snow in the sky, and spied that behind each undead dragon was actually carrying some strange undead spirits with increasingly strange shapes.
There are strange undead in magical robes with red edges on a black background, as if they have no fixed body, and under the burqa are dead black smoke balls. The bony hands that exposed the sleeves of the robe were also made of pure condensation of pure death qi, and in the finger bones held a huge death scythe about 4 meters long, which was terrifyingly shining.
Some of them are also black-robed bodies, but they have weak bodies similar to those of human monks. There was no hair visible on their bodies, and their entire skin was covered in strange runes filled with evil aura. There was no armor or weapons on them, nothing but a black burqa. However, the huge aura of death that rolled in their chests made any creature who stared at them have the illusion of a dead soul.
Dangerous! Extremely dangerous!
The rest are some high-level dragon lichs.
Each of them was followed by 5 to 20 necros ranging in number, forming one small group after another. But they seldom cooperate with each other, as if they were filled with hatred for each other.
200 Grim Reaper clones, 40 Cultists of the Evil God, and 22 Dragon Lich Clans.
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