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The vampire's swarm tactics combined with the flesh giant's abominable flesh walls finally contained the demon lord's swarm assault. Except for a few overly powerful demon lords who had a gap in the abomination of death, the entire battle situation was still within a controllable range.

For such a draw, several demon lords who led the assault couldn't help but roar and express their anger.

After all, one side is led by the demon lord himself, and the leader is also the elite demon directly under him, and their opponent is just a vampire species and stitching monster on the undead side, and even a high-end undead who has broken through level 16 has not seen it. Therefore, such a draw did not hesitate, and a resounding slap in the face was slapped.

Feeling the slap in the face, the demon lords were furious, and the raging abyssal flames erupted from their majestic bodies, burning several vampires who couldn't dodge into powder. Among these demon lords are Berserker Demons, Blood Lion Demons, and ranged Fire Demons advanced "Ash Lords".

Once an Ember Lord erupts with all his might, the ferocity of the firepower that emerges in an instant makes all the spellcasters palpitate.

Samuel, the Ash Lord who turned into a firepower battery, was 3 meters tall, his body covered with scales was crimson, and even the flame cloak behind him was crowded with flames rolling everywhere, and the periphery of his body was densely covered with fireballs of large and small sizes.

These fireballs would swell and contract with Samuel's breathing, and with each of his fingers, they would burst into fireballs that flew towards the undead. When his rage erupts, any enemy who tries to get close to him will be scorched by the flames of the Protector, which also blocks the possibility of invisible creatures from approaching.

A few humanoid torches that burst into flames in the shadows were the victims. The Ghost Slayer body is still too fragile to even break into the Ash Lord's side.

Seeing Samuel's sudden outburst, the rest of the demon lords also went berserk one after another.

Under the powerful tearing of their group of battlefield rippers, the undead's defense line, which was relatively solid just now, suddenly became crumbling again.

Several melee-based demon lords even led their guards directly into the inner side of the undead defense line, rushing towards the group of blood mages with special images.

After all, the blood mage is only a spellcaster, although due to the nature of vampires, he also has a certain melee ability, but to compete with the demon lord's personal guards is really full of abuse. So they simply began to retreat quickly, and the undead cannon fodder who were clustered around them swarmed up, trying in vain to block the demons' advance.

At the forefront of the storm is a Berserker Demon Advanced Archdemon Lord, although he has not advanced to the next demon form like Samuel, but he is also a powerful guy who is about to break through.

The undead cannon fodder that pounced on him was just some garbage that could be easily erased, and it was not worth wasting his precious spell-like abilities at all. Just a simple step, under the weight of his huge body more than 5 meters tall, those skeleton warriors and rotten zombies smashed into his indestructible heavy bronze armor.

The undead in front had just been burned to ashes by the abyssal fire gushing from the cracks in his armor, and the next group of undead pounced on him. Walking on the remnants of the limbs of the undead after being incinerated, the Berserker Demon Lord left a long trail of deep footprints behind him.

In the face of the undead, the Berserker's signature stench has lost its use of force, but his bravery is sharper.

Striding forward, the Berserker Demon Lord's eyes were already fixed on an evil blood mage who looked panicked and was hurriedly retreating. The surging abyssal flames became more and more ferocious, and he casually brushed aside the undead corpses that were still burning, and with a hideous smile, he walked straight at this nasty guy who was constantly spreading a blood-colored aura.

A few more nasty zombie skeleton lickers pounced on them, and the Berserker Demon Lord opened his big hand in disgust and slapped at the scum with a fierce wind.

Without the devastation just now, the Berserk Demon Lord's thick and strong hands comparable to the siege cone were actually blocked by the other party. This unexpected and treacherous situation made him stunned suddenly, and in the gap between his stagnant figures, the corner of his eye caught a wisp of thin figure that was as light as smoke and quickly became sneaky and slammed into his back.

Not good, there is an ambush!

The Berserker Demon Lord, who had instantly understood, let out a wild shout, and his thick right hand, covered with thorns and scale armor, slammed behind him, intending to force away this agile assassin, and stretched his left arm forward to protect his face. But at the moment when he was suddenly distracted, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his lower back, and a zombie in front of him suddenly swelled in size, grabbed the two rotten zombies on his side, and viciously turned on the left arm supported by the demon lord.

There was a muffled sound of "poof", and two rotting zombies shattered into the arms of the Berserker Demon Lord like broken pockets, their heads shattered, and the stumps of flesh and stinking black blood splattered all over him.

But that's just the beginning.

He didn't have time to react, and the humanoid flesh puppet in front of him, whose body had skyrocketed to more than 4 meters tall, let out a zombie's unique "ho-ho" dry howl in its throat, and it had already pounced.

As soon as the flesh puppet approached, a black light had already entered the body of the Berserker Demon Lord. With the flow of the cold aura, the Berserker Demon Lord inexplicably felt the loss of power in his body. In addition to the loss of power, there was also a faint evil aura pouring into the demon lord's body, making him a little unable to turn his hands and feet.

What's more, with the dry howl of the flesh puppet, 3 tombstones with strange shapes suddenly appeared on his side, and 3 equally strong and vigorous dried corpses crawled out of the graveyard with faint spiritual light.

So, the fists and feet of ping-pong came and went, and several brute force guys with rough skin and thick flesh were strangled together.

This guy who has become a flesh and blood puppet is, of course, a corpse king who has just learned something. Although he is inferior to the Berserker Demon Lord who is up to level 16 in terms of rank, he is also slightly inferior in strength, speed, and vitality. But as a meat shield, coupled with a strange protective skill, he still resisted a demon lord without changing his face.

Under his tutelage, the Berserker Demon Lord had no time to care about the mutated ghoul Karui who was wandering around the battle circle, and the blood marks on his back that had been torn were everywhere. In particular, Karui's attack also has a certain probability of paralysis, which increases the difficulty of his strong killing of the Corpse King.

The corpse king's ability to attack the fortification is not good, but the ability to delay the defense is first-class.

With the "Decay" skill, stealing the enemy's power to bless oneself also narrows the power gap between the two in disguise. With the 3 dry corpse brothers summoned by the "tombstone" skill, there is also a stand-in for the top bag to die at a critical moment, and these little brothers can also give him back part of his vitality after death. The most important "Soul Eater" skill can be activated when he is too damaged, allowing him to absorb the flesh and blood of the enemy to nourish his own life force, which makes him an immortal powerhouse.

If it weren't for the limited time of the "Flesh Puppet" skill, he and Karui might have a chance to kill the demon lord in front of him with brute strength.

As soon as the 5-minute transformation time passed, the Corpse King retracted back to his original body more than 2 meters tall like a deflated ball. At this time, he didn't dare to resist the iron fist of the Berserk Demon Lord, and with a whistle, he was about to slip away with Karui.

How could the Berserker Demon Lord, who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, let him escape, and with a wild shout, the "blasphemous words" had already broken out of his mouth, and he directly found the slow Corpse King.

"Blasphemy", as the name suggests, is the special power of the evil camp. This is the oldest blasphemy, and only certain powerful and evil beings, and possessing divinity in themselves, can master this power.

This evil creature's exclusive spell can transform ancient profanity into painful power and act on the target creature, and the target may die directly on the profanity spell if they can't resist the will test. However, although this spell is powerful, it can be applied to the corpse king, who is also an evil creature, and the effect can't help but be halved.

Before the Corpse King could escape 20 meters, he was hit by the "blasphemous words", so the next moment he fell to the ground like a piece of rotten wood.

Death is not death, but the extreme evil power has completely paralyzed his body, allowing the undead spirit of the Corpse King to try the fresh feeling of losing control of his body again.

This can only be blamed on the Corpse King after all, he is just a warrior, and he does not have a natural spell shield, otherwise how can he let the demon's spells directly invade the body.

In the face of the berserk demon lord who rushed towards him with a furious aura, the three corpse brothers left by the corpse king's side didn't have much effect, and they were smashed by the opponent's palm one by one. However, the vitality fed back by the three younger brothers diluted a trace of extreme evil power, making the body of the corpse king show signs of moving again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the mutant ghoul Karui who was guarding beside him turned around and turned into a streamer, his body jumped up with the help of his hand, and the sharp fingers and claws on his claws aimed directly at the opponent's blood pupils.

Angry cries rang out, heavy wheezing mingled with the sound of the wind breaking, and the Berserker Demon Lord strove straight for the fallen corpse king as he pushed back the entangled ghouls with his waving arms. Looking at his posture, he has a great intention of stepping on the head of the corpse king.

After fighting for less than 10 years, the "Hammer of Chaos" suddenly issued by the Berserker Demon Lord, who had lost his patience, was not completely dodged by Karui, but he couldn't move for a moment, and the other party seized the opportunity to smash it on the shoulder.

In just one moment, the mutant ghoul Karui's right shoulder collapsed along with half of his chest, and his middle fist exploded into blood sauce.

"Puff Puff"

Three vampire counts suddenly appeared in the field, wielding blood-colored swords and attacking from the front.

With the cover of the vampire count, Karui's situation finally improved a little. After all, he is an agile warrior, taking advantage of the gap is his forte, and a frontal attack is simply looking for death. With his physique and defense, if he is completely hit by the "Hammer of Chaos" of the Berserker Demon Lord, the slightest slowness in his actions will be the end of his body and soul.

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