Heroes of Might and Magic: Lord of the Dead

This is all downside in terms of face.

All the players and at this time are... united, which makes their counterattack even more violent.

At this time, their lost fronts were also regained little by little.

Everything seems to be going in the right direction.

"It seems that I was underestimated. Is it that easy to suppress my attack?"

Lin Jin's eyes flashed a cold light, and the next moment, a ripple on the abyss withering sword beside him also swept across the battlefield.

The demons are rampaging! The enemy started to burn their power and wanted to violently smash the attack of the undead, which also made Lin Jin feel provocative.

He also responded with the same countermeasure.

After the ripples swept through, I saw that all the low-level undead on the battlefield suddenly burst into flames, and all their attributes began to increase crazily.

5 Horror Knights, 50 Abominations, 10 Vampire Counts, 20 Wraiths, these... Legion also began to linger with dark energy, and their strength began to skyrocket.

Trolls have rage, and embers also have the ability to burn their souls and increase their strength.

He directly burned the hundreds of thousands of skeleton soldiers and zombies left on the battlefield at one time, and even the high-level undead army, he also burned a lot.

If the undead can hold them down once, he can hold them down for the second time! He just wants to make them feel hopeless! It is worth mentioning that, as an active skill, Demon Rampage has limitations.

He can only play once in a war, Lin Jin can only burn once, and this time, he must determine how much to burn... Legion.

That's why he didn't use it in the first place.

He wouldn't use this skill at all if it wasn't necessary.

Hundreds of thousands of low-level legions all entered a state of demonic rage and began to burn their souls, and their whole body attributes also suddenly increased.

The speed of a famous ghost soared, and the whole body was condensed into substance, constantly raiding various Bat Riders and flying lions, and some ghosts rushed directly to the troll warlord on the ground.

On the battlefield, the undead army, which was originally suppressed by the troll warlord, instantly burst out with extremely powerful power.

A blood-sucking earl flickered and appeared in front of the troll warrior. He clenched the blood-sucking long sword in both hands and slashed it down suddenly. , The bodies of both of them shook violently.

But at this moment, no one was suppressed, on the contrary, they were evenly matched.

If one blow failed, the Vampire Count launched a fierce attack again, and the two sides fought fiercely together.

The rest of the legions were also normal, and they all blocked the enemy's attack, and with a more violent momentum, they pressed back again.

The terrifying knight, whose soul was burning, seemed to be a real nightmare, and the terrifying aura it brought had actually affected these troll warriors who had entered a state of rage.

With that big knife, even the axe of the troll warlord can split.

A name hate is like a forklift on the battlefield, rampaging, frantically destroying the enemy's formation again.

The corpse witch's death cloud magic bullets continued to bombard, especially toward the place where the enemy's counterattack was the most violent.

The momentum of the attack was once again suppressed!

Chapter 5? King Beamon vs Tyrant! (5/[-])

Violence with violence! When the embers also burned the fire of the souls of the undead, and all the undead boiled again, the powerful power of the undead once again overwhelmed the trolls and goblins.

Their morale, which had just climbed up, was like a head-on blow.

Roaring and roaring can't be converted into power, at best, it can only boost their morale.

But how could that be.

A mere amount of morale could not change the end of the battlefield at all, and as the battle continued, a large number of negative effects began to be added to their bodies again, which further weakened their morale.

Powerlessness! The undead are creatures that are not afraid, and they turn a blind eye to any performance of the enemy, which is what makes them feel hopeless.

Only the tyrant, he is leading the charge, his sturdy body is like a meat grinder on the battlefield, completely strangling all the undead around him:.

There are also those... the soul-burning hatred attacked the tyrant, but the latter's power was as violent as ever, and while swinging the big sword in his hand, he still strangled all the surrounding enemies:.

Even the hatred that burns the soul cannot easily approach it.

"Gold Beamon King!"

When the pig-headed monster rushed forward again and rushed into the siege of the undead, the ring in Lin Jin's hand flickered, and a golden figure was also released.

This is nothing else, it is King Beamon of gold.

Soldiers against soldiers, against generals, Lin Jin is now in an advantageous state in the audience, the only disadvantage is this pig head monster.

In this case, he also found a comparable opponent for the pig head monster.

"Roar!"

King Beamon of Gold descended from the sky, and he suddenly let out a roar of horror, and the terrifying sound wave filled the air in an instant.

Its face is hideous, its huge body is much larger than that of a pig head monster, and its muscles are even more exploding with an explosive luster, like fine steel that has been tempered.

Even the pig-headed monster looks like a little brother in front of King Gold Beamon.

The aura emanating from the two is also very different.

The aura emanating from King Gold Beamon, with the aura of a king, is not just an ordinary beast-like strength, but a sense of oppression belonging to a higher race.

The breath of the king of the wilderness, just staring at him, the blood on the body will congeal, and it is impossible to move.