Heroes of Might and Magic: Lord of the Dead

He was also very happy to see these enemies die in the drowning of the undead.

Although, the legions on his battlefield are also dying, and from time to time there will be a range of magic shrouded in, drowning some undead.

But he didn't pay any attention to it.

He doesn't have much, just... there are many undead legions.

The undead legions are all scattered, even if the enemy uses magic strikes, the main force will not suffer too many casualties.

Not to mention other things, as long as he wins, the legion resurrected by spiritism will definitely far surpass the legion he died in battle.

He used Asha's tear fragments to increase the god-level spiritualism, and the addition of the dark tide to the spiritualism will definitely not disappoint him.

On the battlefield, the tragic roars and screams joined together, and the players under heavy pressure were about to despair.

"President, help, this is simply impossible to beat!"

"Come here, help!"

On the battlefield, a dwarf berserk shouted to hammer the sky.

The Warhammer Guild has now completely rushed into the sea of ​​undead, and as a result, they have no way to break through this endless sea of ​​undead, but are instead submerged in this sea of ​​undead.

Now, the entire Warhammer Guild gathered together, struggling to resist the attacks of the undead around, and the players belonging to their guild kept falling.

"Rush out and join the rest of the dwarves!"

Hammer blasted the sky with an ugly face and shouted loudly.

At first, the attack of the dwarves was... very fierce, and the dwarf legions also rushed into this sea of ​​undead.

Perhaps, they also felt that they could tear apart the sea of ​​undead and defeat the enemy.

But in reality, this is just wishful thinking.

The army of millions of undead is so vast, no matter how strong the dwarves are, it is impossible to break through the siege of this kind of enemy.

On the contrary, the pressure they bear keeps multiplying along with their non-stop.

"President, can't rush out! There are too many enemies around here!"

"Help, President!"

"what!"

"Don't, don't come, don't!"

As soon as the voice fell, a player over there was approached by the plague zombie, and the large kitchen knife in the latter's hand was also chopped off, and more and more plague zombies rushed towards him, crowding him tightly. Strictly.

Plague Zombies were originally potbellied, sturdy, and belonged to the extremely strong blood-cow-type troops, but now, their health and defense are simply desperate.

This player has no way to rush out of the siege at all, and he can't even push the plague zombie in front of him away.

Along with the shrill screams, all the plague zombies were slashed with slashing knives. Their attack power was not strong, but after slashing with savage knives, the player's health was quickly cleared.

Kill these... After the player, the plague zombies pushed each other and crowded each other again, rushing towards the front again.

On the periphery of the Warhammer Guild, a famous player was constantly being devoured. The Legion of more than [-] people now has less than [-] people left.

"Ask for help, ask for reinforcements, recall our blazing dragon, help us clear a path."

The hammer blasted the sky and roared loudly again.

"Roar!"

At this moment, there was a shrill sound in the sky, and the corpse of a blazing dragon fell from the sky.

The corpse smashed into a group of skeleton soldiers, crushing dozens of skeleton soldiers to death, and the bones flew around.

However, within a short while, a large number of skeleton soldiers and undead creatures also rushed to the corpse of the blazing dragon, crossed over from the corpse of the blazing dragon, and continued to charge here.

"Yes, president, that's our blazing dragon!"

A player exclaimed.

Hammer blasted the sky and stood there in a daze, unable to breathe with heartache.

Five of his six blazing dragons were taken away, and only one was left by his side. He didn't expect this blazing dragon to be dead.

Looking up at the sky, I found that a large number of ghost dragons, angels of death, and even the death scythe of the city flew through the sky, attacking the crowned arms of the dwarves.

At the same time, all the resentful souls and ghosts in the sky are also attacking.

Their overall crown arms are completely at a disadvantage and are constantly suppressed.

The war is almost obvious.

"boom!"

At this moment, another explosive shock wave bloomed in his legion, and the spreading plague toxin reduced their blood volume.

He looked around, and there were endless undead legions all around him.

And it was not until far away that he could see the dwarf army that was also surrounded.

The dwarves, like him, were completely surrounded and fought hard, but the movement became smaller and smaller.

Even, some dwarf legions have been completely killed and completely drowned by the undead.