No undead can stop the Church from rushing on.

Whether it's the Super Flesh Shield Abomination, the endless clouds of death from the Zombies, or the swarm assault of the Vampires, they are all defeated in the simplest response of the Church team.

In this confrontation, the advantages and disadvantages of the Holy Light Spell with positive energy as the core and the Necromantic Spell with negative energy as the core are so dazzling, and the gap is so huge, which makes all the "people with hearts" frown.

The purest and purest of the Holy Light spells were obviously far superior in quality to the filthy and evil necromancy spells. Necromancy may have a negligible advantage in terms of infectivity and speed of spread, but in a head-on confrontation, it is often a little inadequate.

The sinister corpse witches have also designed to pre-bury many corpses in the path of the church team, hoping to give each other a little color with a sinister "corpse explosion technique". However, the Holy Light Enchantment, which the other party has always supported, has become the sharpest cleaning machine, directly purifying all the evils along the way, making the imagination of the corpse witches become utopian.

As the church procession was about to reach the castle gate, a group of undead knights hidden in the snow rushed out of the bone gate.

This is a small team of 11 undead knights.

These undead knights were dressed in pitch-black armor with countless tiny evil runes etched into them, faintly emitting a green glow. Their weapon was a giant chopping knife that hung from their waist with an iron chain. The dark metal was covered with dark red spots, like blood stains that could never be erased, and the blade was 2 meters long, covered with ugly and sharp barbs.

The sharp eyes of several church knights who stood in front of the team were also mixed with a hint of fear. The undead knights on the opposite side pull out individually, maybe the strength is not very good, but once they form a formation, coupled with the characteristics of the undead creatures who are not afraid of death, it will be a little tricky!

However, the reality did not allow them to think too much, and it was only a moment of hesitation, and the undead knights who rushed out of the castle had completed their charge and accelerated. The dark and heavy saber was raised high, with black lightning bolts, accompanied by the roar of huge horses' hooves, and smashed into the church knights who stood in their way.

"Fortress of Light"

Several church knights whispered at the same time, and a huge shield of light suddenly extended out in front of the shield in their hands, completely obscuring them directly in front of them. Then they let out another shout, and plunged the spire of their shield deep into the ground, before pressing their broad shoulder blades against their backs.

There was a deafening loud bang, and the first undead knight to rush in on his horse slashed his huge horse chopping knife completely on the ejected light shield. It was followed by a skeletal war horse with a strong body under the crotch like a super fierce beast. The skeletal sword shattered the shield of light, and the bone horse slammed into the shield itself.

A series of twisting and shattering sounds of steel were heard, and several Church Knights, who had always been above the top, were knocked out in horror, and their bodies were still in mid-air and they couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Unexpected, unexpected!

Although they had experienced countless battles with the undead, such a desperate cavalry assault still exceeded their expectations. Underprepared, he was knocked out by the six undead knights who rushed to the front, weighing 1 and a half tons and horses, plus the impact force.

The mistakes of several ecclesiastical knights gave way to the two bishops behind them facing the outlaw assault of the five undead knights behind.

As a last resort, Archbishop Van Creis stepped forward and led the two bishops to the sky, finally avoiding the frontal impact of the undead knight by a fraction of a margin. The Holy Light Enchantment, which had made outstanding achievements since the opening, had finally disappeared due to the indifference between the two bishops, and the aura of death that had accumulated in all directions involuntarily poured into this "hollow" again.

The two bishops who flew into the air were also quick-eyed, and just muttered a few words, and the "Shields of Order" of a single class had already been blessed on the bodies of all the church knights.

"You stay outside and destroy these undead knights, and the two bishops and I will go first and have a look!" Archbishop Van Cries gave a brief explanation, and then led the two bishops to fly towards the city wall.

Several church knights stayed behind in humiliation, and they could only regain their lost faces on these undead knights.

In fact, judging from the comparison of strength alone, the level of these undead knights is not high, and fighting alone is not enough for them to cut sideways. But the nature of the undead knight lies in the outlaw charge. Once they were allowed to form a formation and charge, even if the two great knights were far superior in rank and strength to them, they would not dare to try their blades lightly.

Now that there are no clergy who must protect, these big knights and high-ranking knights have no weaknesses that they must defend. If you really want to fight together, it will take less than a quarter of an hour to destroy these undead knights.

Leaving a few church knights to fight outside, Archbishop Van Cries led the two bishops to form a formation, and rushed towards the interior of the castle regardless of the stuffy head. In the archbishop's perception, the most powerful evil aura was located in the center of the castle. Rush in and destroy it, then every qiē outside will disappear with it, and it can be cleaned up slowly.

The corpse witch on the city wall had disappeared at this time, and there was no army to guard it, which made Van Creis, who was flying in the sky, a little suspicious. However, his attention was immediately drawn to the four towering pillars of undead bones within the city walls, which were constantly spewing a disgusting, foul-smelling green mist.

Looking up, I don't know when, a huge whirlpool composed of dark clouds with a radius of several kilometers gradually formed in the sky, and an ominous dark green poisonous mist erupted from the bone pillar, which was being continuously absorbed by the center of the whirlpool and spread around.

This dark green poisonous mist spread very quickly in the dark clouds, and in just a few heartbeats, most of the whirlpools were dyed with a faint green light, which looked weird and wonderful.

"The undead are performing a blasphemy ceremony!" A bishop blurted out.

Such a treacherous scene is so huge and shocking, it is enough to show that the other party's desecration ritual is not small, and it also shows that their group came at the right time. Otherwise, let these undead complete the blasphemy ritual smoothly, and the devil knows what more vicious and terrible things they will make!

"It's no wonder that all the way in, the number of undead is indeed beyond my expectations, but the quality does not meet my expectations. It turned out that the high-ranking undead were all stumped by this profane ritual. This is a great opportunity! The archbishop, who suddenly understood, immediately became emotional.

Any large-scale prayer and sacrificial ceremonies should not be disturbed by external objects. Once it is destroyed in the middle of the process, it will cause the magic of the participants of the ritual to backlash, or the dissatisfaction of the sacrifice or prayer object, and directly reduce some kind of punishment. Either way, it's not so easy to bear.

"Let's go!"

The three of them said no more, propped up their magic shields, and slowly fell towards the interior of the castle.

This is the territory of the undead, and although the three of them are strong on their own, they still don't dare to take the enemy lightly.

Looking around, the entire castle of the dead was shrouded in a dense green poisonous mist, and its eyes were full of speckled magical aura. In this case, even with the blessing of magic such as "True Vision", it is difficult to see spell traps and traps. Now even a few powerful meat shields are tied up outside, and it seems that only a few helpers can be summoned.

A moment later, a wave of magic ripples erupted, and ten mastiff-headed divine envoys appeared in front of them.

As the name suggests, this creature resembles a human, but with a canine head. Mastiff-headed angels are very strong, eager to fight, and prefer to use their natural weapons (such as teeth) when fighting, but sometimes they also use greatswords.

For this kind of path-finding and thunder-slaying work, this group of mastiff-headed divine envoys with an average level of only 4 is obviously the most suitable. But don't underestimate these mastiff-headed oracles, who can fly, have great strength and thick skin, and can also perform some simple magic spells. Such a guy, even if he is only level 4, can completely abuse some mid-level mages and warriors who are not in the stream. What's even more valuable is that these mastiff-headed divine envoys are all celestial creature projections, with good combat experience and wisdom, and are easier to control than those inexplicable guys summoned by "Nature Call" and "Monster Call".

After bowing down, the group of mastiff-headed divine envoys suddenly dispersed and advanced in a fan-shape. Although these mastiff-headed oracles had wings on their backs that could fly, they all walked for the safety of several summoners.

Three summoners took the opportunity to follow.

Obviously, in terms of perceiving magic fluctuations, the Mastiff Head Divine Envoy has an outstanding talent, and several spell traps laid on the way forward have been induced in advance by the small magic of the first order.

I passed through a somewhat crooked street, and in front of me was a winding road that turned right. The buildings that clog on both sides of the road are so bizarre that they can be described in a single imaginable adjective—twisted, ugly, low, foul-smelling, and similar words.

The castle hall was already close in front of him, and the door of bones with a huge mouth was not covered, but it was tightly covered by some kind of dark spell, and it was impossible to see the slightest content.

What's inside?

The three summoners didn't have the slightest enthusiasm for exploring the secluded, but they just urged this group of cannon fodder to move on.

That's what the mission of the minions is. Therefore, without any complaints, the ten mastiff-headed divine envoys divided into two groups, one after the other, rushed into the darkness.

The darkness in the hall is alive. It was both like some kind of spell effect and some kind of natural phenomenon, so the "light spell" and "purification spell" that the mastiff god envoy spread around did not completely dispel them. The thick shadows of darkness were entangled and annihilated by the spells and magic that had invaded their territory, trying to pull Yiqiē back into the darkness.

"Okay, ...... ahead" A mastiff-headed divine envoy who was walking in the front was just about to turn around and invite the summoner to enter, when a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the air.

A thick, dark steel cable slashed through the air, whistling at it with a sharp whistle.

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