readx;?。 Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info But for the great ** masters of the Mage Guild, these are nothing. Although the two batches of undead sent out by the cemetery were a little more numerous, their combat power alone was not enough to shake the steel golems used on a large scale by the Mage Guild.

If measured purely by the level of creatures, the Iron Golem of the Mage Guild is only level four to five in strength, which is basically the same as the lickers and predators in the cemetery. But once the Iron Golem is put into a cage fight with the Licker or Predator, the Iron Golem will win in the end.

The Iron Golem may be slow to walk and lack combat skills, but it can't stand its strength, and there are few obvious weaknesses in its body. The 1-inch thick steel shell was not something that ordinary beast could tear through with its claws.

It is absolutely fine for an Iron Golem to knock over 3 Predators before it is destroyed.

This may be the main reason why the guild mages represented by Felik have been able to maintain their composure so far.

Compared to steel, the flesh and blood of living beings are still too fragile!

Leading the predators is a terrible ghoul king who is extremely ugly. The sharp fangs and claws that flashed with coldness, the terrifying body that was twisted but covered with a row of hideous bone spurs along the back, and the strange eyes that flashed like mung beans.

Soul Eater Blue, the lord of the Necropolis City, this time it also chose to lead its troops to fight for its own future.

Felik could see that this was an undead with a high level of intelligence, and a leader of the undead who commanded thousands of troops. At this point, Felik had to admit that in terms of the number of intelligent undead alone, the Necropolis was enough to shake off the previous United Council of the Undead for more than a dozen streets.

The difference in combat power between an undead army led by a leader and a field army that can only barely accept simple orders is by no means one or two points, but a world of difference.

It seems that the Necropolis was able to devour the Council of the Dead in such a short period of time, and it is not for nothing that it is inside.

The 5 great ** masters sent by the Mage Guild perform their duties, some hold magic wands to check the level of undead creatures passing through the portal every once in a while, some float in mid-air to count the number of undead, and some command many middle and high-level mages to move boxes of magic crystals near the portal to replace those depleted magic crystals at any time.

In the hidden place near the portal, more than a dozen peep crystals are also working quietly, constantly transmitting the magic images in front of the portal back to the Mage Guild headquarters in real time. There, in the place where the Seven Rings Meeting was held, many legendary mages were sitting together, silently examining everything on the light curtain in front of them.

For the peep of the Mage Guild, the cemetery side is also well aware.

But since they're already planning to show off their skills, there's no point in hiding it anymore. Therefore, the high-level leaders of the cemetery headed by Li Xun not only did not shy away, but deliberately showed off their strength in order to get the best appearance effect.

The magic crystals of the shelf were moved up, and the abandoned mana crystals of the shelf were carried out, and two batches of 100,000 Cemetery cannon fodder legions passed through the portal without interruption, making the guild mages tired and out of breath just by replacing the magic crystals.

After two hours of continuous teleportation, the Licker Legion and the Predator Legion have passed through the portal and arrived at the Elven Continent. When Blue sent back all the safe soul messages, Li Xun nodded and sent the next Cemetery Legion.

The new Graveyard Legion hadn't yet arrived, and the screams and creepy smirks had filled the ears of the guild mages.

Damn it, it's the Spirit Army!

This...... That's a lot, isn't it?

Without allowing Filik and the others to take a closer look, a flood of ghost clouds poured out of the magic tower, instantly occupying the entire sky of the fortress square.

The big ** master, who was originally flying in the air and was responsible for counting the number of passes, turned pale in an instant, and couldn't stop scolding in his heart. With such a flying spirit, how can he count it!

When he turned his head to look at Filik with dull eyes, Filik could only shrug helplessly, looking helpless.

However, although the number cannot be counted, the magic induction fed back by the magic wand is still real and effective.

These spirit troops, which numbered more than 100,000, were above level 7 even for ordinary ghost and resentful creatures. And it is also mixed with a large number of shaped banshees, and the variety is even more diverse, covering almost all known banshee types. Looking at the tenacity of their soul bodies, almost all of them are deadly demon girls above level 10.

As he spoke, a charming banshee dressed in light gauze and flesh sleek shuttled through the busy guild mages with a seductive smile, hovering and making all kinds of sultry and fragrant teases.

Although these guild mages all have magical items for psychic protection, but at the moment of beauty, individuals can't help but have their minds fluttering and their blood boiling. For a moment, all the mages' movements became a little sluggish and frozen.

The reaction of the mages made these seductive banshees even more excited, and some bold banshees even avatared their bodies through the bodies of those male mages, and all kinds of flying kisses and winks were given away for free for no money.

Some young mid-level guild mages were instantly hit, and one by one they followed behind the banshee, waving their hands to hug her into their arms, unaware that the mana, energy, and physical strength in their bodies were pouring outward.

Master Felik's face immediately turned ugly.

"Lord Uzel, please take care of your men! Otherwise, the transmission will be delayed, and it will be difficult for those of us to do things! ”

The leader of the dragon lich who came forward to coordinate was none other than Li Xun's number one chief of staff, Uzel.

In response to Felik's criticism, Uzel also spread his hands and expressed helplessness.

"I can't help it, Lord Felik. This is not my subordinate. ”

"It's not your men, whose men are they?" Felik's voice was already loud and bordered on roaring. He's counting on these mid-level mages to help him with his work! After a while, they will all become soft-footed crabs, who will do those coolies?

"They're my men!" A crisp, dry and beautiful voice suddenly sounded in Felik's ears: "If you have any grievances, just tell me!" ”

As the words rang out, the sky was filled with ghost clouds, and a wonderful beautiful woman in a beautiful off-the-shoulder black evening dress was walking towards him step by step in the void. The greasy white and delicate jade hands that deceived the frost and snow, the soft face like a disaster for the country and the people, and the delicate and convex graceful figure......

It is none other than the cemetery spirit hero who has just entered the Holy Order, the death prophet Falina.

Compared with before, Farina's appearance and posture are more and more charming and sultry, but the sheared eyes are also becoming more and more scarlet and dazzling. A madness suppressed by reason slowly surged through her body, making it necessary for her to exhaust all her strength to restrain the restlessness of her high-pitched howl.

Faced with such an aggressive banshee leader, Felik also struggled to drag his gaze out of the powerful soul vortex deep in the opponent's eyes.

"Beautiful lady, you can take your subordinates through the portal!" Felik did his best to make his voice appear calm and elegant. He had a feeling that a bad answer might trigger a wild howl from the banshee on the other side.

The Banshee's Howl, a terrifying killing weapon, if it was cast by a Saint-rank Banshee five steps in front of him, I am afraid that the "Mind Protection" magic necklace activated by himself would not have any effect at all. He may still be able to live, but the guild mages of the high rank and below are afraid that their souls will be shattered and die in an instant.

A Saint-Order Banshee is so terrifying!

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