Soldier to soldier, general to general, king to king.

The ancient rules of battle still shackle the minds of each participant, so that they fall in love with the opponent who matches their identity at first sight, and fight together without saying a word.

Seriously, even if the legendary lich side is cut off from a large amount of cannon fodder by the bottom of the kettle, the remaining dozens of undead are not so easy to swallow.

If nothing else, there are as many as 11 undead creatures at the level of the undead lord alone, 7 are high-level undead, and 19 are middle-level undead.

It stands to reason that there must be at least nearly a thousand middle-level undead in a million-scale undead legion, but the undead legion in front of him looks extremely shabby. It can also be seen that the last cross-border teleportation did cause heavy "losses" to the undead legion.

Instead of daring to challenge an angry lich, the swarming Graveyard legions quickly interspersed and merged, dividing the remaining mid- and high-level undead minions on the legendary lich's side with a fierce attack. After these undead lord-level undead creatures were left alone, those impatient undead mercenaries who had been waiting for a long time swarmed up and started their skilled demon slaying work in the mode of mercenary teams.

For this mode of combat, the cemetery has long been familiar with it, and even figured out several complete sets of tactics for this. In this mode, the Graveyard Legion is the knife that divides the cake, disrupting the enemy's deployment and position with the swiftness of a cluster of high-level undead, and slicing the enemy layer by layer. Whenever a prey is isolated, there will naturally be a corresponding mercenary team to take over.

The whole battle process is like an assembly line, and any fat prey placed on it will be cut into pieces by the kitchen knives flying in the sky.

However, there are indigestible bones in any prey object, and at this time, that is, the moment when the cemetery heroes are dispatched.

There are also some special "characters" mixed in with the undead minions, such as the terrifying Saint-Order Bone Monster, such as the equally formidable Saint-Order Lich Lux, and the Phinea who has just transformed into a lich body......

For each special undead, there is a special demon slayer team waiting for them, but the first to take the field is still the overwhelming Cemetery Army.

On the ground was a sea of lickers crowded and rushing, and in the sky was a ghost army that covered the sky and the sun, and there was no formation at all, and no tactics swept in.

The sky-high magic brilliance erupted in the most densely populated places of the undead, like flowers of death blooming, mercilessly harvesting the lives of huge amounts of cannon fodder. But such a spell attack only lasted three rounds before it had to be paused, because the enemy had already rushed in front of him.

On the ground, the skeleton monster of the Holy Rank was already crawling with the squirming licker figure of the white flower. As the bones roared and tumbled in anger, countless lickers were tossed into the air or crushed into dark patches of cold ground at every turn. However, in the vast space around it, there were more lickers bouncing and running, completely obscuring the ground.

And on the outer edge of the Licker cluster, a group of two hundred Knights of the Black Blade was gathering, waiting for the Holy Order Bone Monster to show a trace of "weakness" before launching a death charge. Leading the team was none other than Scarface, the deputy head of Alsace who had just been promoted.

As for the remaining main force of the Knights of the Black Blade, nearly a thousand of them were gathered on the other side of the battlefield, and under the leadership of the regimental leader Arthas, they had begun to slow down and accelerate, aiming directly at the strange stitching monster beneath the legendary lich.

In the sky, in the dense shrill ghost clouds like locusts, elemental storms that shook the sky would erupt from time to time. At this time, there will be a snowflake of gray powder sprinkled on the sky. This is a remnant of the mass death of spirits.

The Holy Lich Lux and the Half-Lich Phinea and several law undead were trapped in the ghost cloud, unable to see a single figure, and could only perceive the fierceness and danger of the internal battle from the elemental fluctuations that were constantly oscillating and transmitting.

The Cemetery Mage Tower, which had already stored enough energy, was also lightning and thunder at this moment, with thick pillars of electricity, ice spears and fireballs blasting into the battle circle with a momentum like a bamboo, ignoring the damage of the underlying combat power, locking on those enemy individuals was a burst of bombardment.

The surging magical power has been exerted to the extreme, and the elemental oscillation within the local area has reached the point of tearing the space. In such an extremely treacherous environment, the locked undead would not have survived without extreme strength.

The first to be cleared out were those lord-level high-level undead minions.

The battle with the overwhelming undead had exhausted a bit of their energy, and they had no time to notice the lightning storm that came across the sky. When the dark blue plasma that devoured space and scorched the heavens and the earth filled the bodies of these undead lords, they could only wail for their irreversible death.

Several powerful magic attacks were launched one after another, and the free magical energy accumulated around the mage tower was still not weakened by the slightest, but was moving in a regular rhythm. As the internal circle was pushed step by step, more Void Circles appeared in places where the elements were raging, guiding the elemental energy to converge and shape according to the mind of the master of the mage tower.

The definite clearing proceeded very smoothly.

The power of the mage tower, which has been strengthened to the extreme, is not at all something that ordinary undead can compete with, and every time the mage tower crosses the air, it will be rewarded. One by one, the powerful undead who once ruled one side were crumbling and dissecting in a wail of pain, and it was difficult to leave even a few remnants of the body.

The middle and high-level undead will be left to those undead mercenary teams to solve, and after cleaning up the undead lords, the mage tower finally targeted a few hard bones that were extremely difficult.

The Holy Order Bone Monster, the Holy Order Lich and the half-Lich that have been dealing with for a long time.

Xu knew that he could not escape his doom, and the Saint-level bone monster finally broke out with all its might.

The massive, tough skeletal body was simply not something that the swarming lickers could gnaw on, and every time the skeleton's body shook and slapped, countless broken corpses would be thrown out. The first electro-needle, made of lightning energy, fell from the sky and struck its high head.

Suddenly, tiny chains of lightning jumped all over the skeleton's body.

The purple-gold metal-filled bones of the bone monster didn't have much effect, but the soul fire hidden deep in the skull was not lightly damaged, and a silent cry of pain immediately shook the heavens and the earth. The metal skeleton conducts electricity well, and those who crawl all over its body suffer from the scourge of pond fish. For a while, countless scorched corpses rained down one after another, as if the mage tower had specially relieved it with this blow.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity to get out of trouble, the bone monster looked up and saw a new elemental vortex converging and brewing in the sky above his head, knowing that a new spell would be cleaved after a few fingers. This time, the host of the Mage Tower obviously learned the lesson of the last time, and instead of choosing an electric attack, he changed it to an ice spell.

The bone monster roared angrily into the sky, burying its head and sprinting. As it swept through the Graveyard Legion, countless zombie licker skeletons were crushed into powder, and many were pierced into sugar gourds by the protruding bone spurs on its body. After suffering its first loss, the bone monster remained vigilant against the elemental vortex that always followed him in the sky, and whenever a ball of ice crystal spear fell, he knew how to dodge it.

Several spells such as the freezing of large ice rings, the shooting of ice spears, and the ice cutting were successfully dodged by him, but caused shocking casualties to the low-level soldiers of the cemetery who surrounded him. With each burst of ice spells, hundreds of zombie lickers were frozen into ice sculptures with a glowing blue light, and then shattered into ice slag under the impact of their companions.

In addition to the strange spells that kept falling from the sky, the direct threat to the bone monster was the group of two hundred Blackblade Knights who were following not far away and were always on standby. Turning a blind eye to the casualties of the cannon fodder in the low-level cemetery, this Knights of the Black Blade has always been sticky and maintained a charging posture from a hundred meters away, but there is no movement for a long time.

As the Bone Monster tried to approach them to disrupt their formation, the Knights of the Black Blade sped away under the leadership of an ugly Scarface Knight, still maintaining a hundred meters of attack distance from it.

A death instinct that hung by a thread surged into the heart of the bone monster, and the stimulated Holy Order undead became more and more crazy and tyrannical. With so many lickers at its feet, it couldn't keep up with the group of undead knights, so after a few attempts, the bone monster lost momentum and turned and pounced on the bone wall not far away.

Once a skeleton monster with steel and iron bones starts to go berserk, the momentum of madness can be counterbalanced by no one at all, and it will crush all the way without stopping. Many of the mercenaries who were mixed in the Licker Legion originally had the intention of fishing in troubled waters and finally mending the knife, but when they saw that they were still fierce when they were beaten for half a time, they were unconsciously deflated.

The Holy Rank is the Holy Order, and it is not at all something that their group of thugs who have not even crossed the threshold of level 15 can withstand. So silently, several mercenary teams of the famous cemetery secretly whistled to themselves, sneaked away from the scene, and consciously set their eyes on the only "meat dish" half-lich they could eat.

It's a pity that the half-lich Phinea really lacks skills at this moment, otherwise he would definitely teach these arrogant people a good lesson with the few spells he has just mastered.

One of the main reasons why Phinea is called a half-lich is that his lich reincarnation ritual is incomplete, and he has not completely transformed into a lich body. With his original strength of a level 18 dark master, he barely supported the completion of the transformation with only a head and a left hand, and the rest of his body was still a second-level corpse witch body. Even the rank fell to level 16 again, almost regressing. Such a half-mode is also the result of the direct intervention of the legendary lich Sazastan, otherwise he would not have escaped the terrible end of the failed ritual and the disappearance of his soul.

What's even more terrifying is that although Phinea has built her own life box very smoothly, she can't find a place where he can store it with peace of mind after running around.

This is undoubtedly a terrible one.

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