The Rise of the Cemetery

Before the human warriors started to celebrate the death of the three stitched monsters, the familiar heavy footsteps sounded outside the camp.

Another group of suture monsters rushed in!

Several high-level knights became dignified and gloomy, and they could only adjust their short breaths briefly, and then greeted them again. Such large undead creatures are not something that the fledgling little ones can contend with. Even they should be careful to deal with it, otherwise they will get a heavy blow from the opponent, even enchanted armor and magical blessings will also be not badly injured.

Stitches are difficult to deal with, but due to their existence, there are not many undead creatures that can cooperate with them to attack. The attack surface is narrow, and there is a lot of room for movement between the stitching monsters. This makes the tide-like corpse tide unconsciously have a large gap when the stitching monster attacks.

After all, human mercenaries are only semi-armed warriors. They do n’t have the full range of knight armor that is so sophisticated and enviable as church knights. All they have is the rich combat experience of traveling in many places and turning around, and the omnipotent all-weapon proficiency of swords and halberds. They were unable to intervene in the fierce battle that broke out in the front, but they did not delay them to retreat to the rear with strong crossbows and renju bows to continue to strike the undead.

Along with the warfare, some gorgeous knights such as "Broken Evil" and "Holy Lightning Strike" also began to appear frequently on the battlefield, each time accompanied by the destruction of a high-level undead. For a time, the entire battlefield became stalemate with a strange balance.

Xu was dissatisfied with the unrelenting creatures under the opponent's long battle and ineffectiveness. In the subsequent attacks, more undead elites began to appear frequently.

The biggest pressure on the battalion defense line is the new type of ghoul with flexible movements and sharp teeth. Their physical strength is basically equivalent to zombies, but their sensitivity is a hundred times better than that of the other party. Almost a vertical jump can rush into the human defense line and go straight to the priest group behind the soldiers.

Although the "Holy Glory" enchantment that several priests have joined together can purify them, it may take some time, and this time is enough for them to complete one or two attacks. They are like a group of beasts rushing to die, even if they are destined to perish, they must leave some wounds on a human body.

In their undaunted attacks, the priests huddled in the enchantment guard were wounded. Killing the attacking undead, helping the companions to cleanse the wounds, when the priests are too busy to deal with them, they can no longer care about the front defensive line.

And at this time, a strange sound of "Bao", a large turbulent "cloud of death" blooming among human warriors.

"Corpse ..." "Corpse ..."

Twisted screams came one after another, and dozens of mercenaries and knights who were involved in the "cloud of death" stumbled and fled out, all with gray faces, and some with wounds began to ulcerate and purify.

Although the three "purification techniques" are long overdue, they always come.

The turbulent and divine atmosphere quickly wiped out the terrible negative energy, but two mercenaries still fell in the center of the field. Their position is too close to the center of the cloud of death, so they have been killed by the strong negative energy without reaching the priest's help.

A high-level knight jumped out of the crowd quickly, the sharp sword in his hand was as bright as a beam of light, an vigorous swipe, a half-moon-shaped "broken evil cut" had entered the gap between the camps.

The cloud of death just came out from here.

Outside the black hole, only countless figures could be seen shaking, but the specific objects could not be seen clearly. With the glorious reflection of the broken evil, a staggered corpse witch appeared in the sight of everyone. Its shriveled, withered left hand grasped a skull stick, and the skull at the top of the stick shot a heavy gray ray, colliding with the broken evil.

Breaking the evil is worthy of the high-level combat skills of cutting the evil, and the momentum is condensed, and it is invincible. Almost in one face, he has broken through the interception of the gray rays, and directly cut off the skull stick that was blocked by the corpse witch in front of him, and hit the corpse witch's lean and sturdy body fiercely.

"what……"

With a terrible hoarse scream, the bone shield and the robe of the deceased corpse's body were cut, and even the body was almost cut off in the middle. However, at this time, the destructive chopper that continuously broke through multiple defenses has exhausted its energy, but it has left a deep slash on its bony chest.

Fortunately, the dead corpse woke up and raised his head, and the dark red soul fire in the hollow eyes exploded into two torches due to anger. But after all, the Corpse Witch is a high-level undead who knows the depth and understands the advance and retreat. He has not lost his reason because of his anger. He glanced at everyone in the field with hatred, and turned back into the shadow behind him again.

And its position was instantly replaced by zombies and skeletons rushing up.

"Puff puff"

Three consecutive sparks from the midpoint of the place where the corpse witch just fell, a sudden burst of shock waves and sacred flames plowed the front of the camp. It's a pity that in the shining magical glow, he never saw the figure of the corpse witch again.

The three priests wearing the robes of the priests and the chain mail armor came to the front line at a steady pace. The simple ** face stared at the place where the corpse witch disappeared, and the eyes were full of regrets that could not be covered.

It's a pity that this corpse witch retreated too firmly. As long as it is a little hesitant just now, it is estimated that it can't escape this wave of magical attacks.

Magical creatures such as the corpse witch have always occupied an extremely important position in the Legion of the Undead, and each time they act as a commander. If we were able to leave it just now, we could at least paralyze the undead's offensive for a period of time.

The priests and priests from the Temple of Justice are not as weak as other church magicians, and have always been known for their might. Their signature equipment is a heavy book of wisdom hanging from the waist and a mace weighing 30 pounds in their hands. It is difficult to play these things without the power of ordinary people.

Although they don't have powerful combat skills, they can still be powerful and endlessly powerful with the help of armor and magic. They are simply heavy warriors among magicians. Many lickers just now couldn't break through the magic shield outside the priest's body because of melee attacks, and they were beaten to death by hammers.

This way of killing the undead is undoubtedly the most economical way to save the magic, and it is also the basis for their long-term combat.

With the direct participation of the three priests, the front line, which had just been loosened, once again became stable. It's a pity that the camp that was originally used to block the corpse tide is also broken by the continuous impact of the suture monster, and it is difficult to play the original role again. The endless stream of corpses and the sea of ​​skeletons also poured in from the gap, filling almost every inch of activity space in the camp.

As a last resort, the entire line of defense began to slowly move backwards, and together with the pastor groups behind, formed a dense and dense circular defense circle. The outside is a heavily armed mercenary and church knight, while the inner circle is a low-level priest wearing a cloth robe.

As for those priests who are strong enough, they have also joined the outer defense line, or reached out to summon a brilliant aura of aura, or held a mace in hand, and flailed hard against the undead, tenaciously supporting the entire continuous defense position.

The undead rushed down one by one in front of them, and from time to time, some soldiers in the defensive circle were pulled out of the front by the swarming undead, and eventually disappeared into the sea of ​​corpses.

A dozen or so bonfires lit in the camp were also extinguished one after another, and only two were still stubbornly burning. A pile was inside the defensive circle on the front line, and a pile was in front of the lonely little tent.

In the camp at this time, in addition to the area illuminated by these two campfires, other areas have fallen into deep darkness and become a playground for undead creatures to gather.

In front of the small tent at the back of the battlefield, only three great shores stood upright, so that each undead that penetrated into it could only helplessly wailing and become a real dead object.

Uncountable undead gathering and death also caused the air inside the camp to become extremely polluted. All kinds of **** and odorous smells have completely covered the original cool and slightly fishy sea breeze, choking human tears, and only fighting on one side. , While constantly coughing.

For this reason, several priests hiding in the inner circle can only jointly cast a large "air filtration" divine magic, which means that a divine treatment for severe damage is consumed in vain. And at the moment of the most intense fighting, a divine art often means a life. But in order to allow everyone to persevere longer, such consumption may be carried out every hour.

Due to the strong containment of the front, the undead creatures that can bypass the human defense circle and sneak into the tent are not strong enough, or the number is insufficient, which made the high-level knights of Heiman lead the two high-level knights to barely support it.

Under the gloomy night, the entire camp was covered with hobbled undead creatures, but there were countless swaying figures that emerged from the dark dense forest in the distance and continued to flow towards this side.

Just in a dark place where human eyes are out of sight, a few black robe-covered ghosts are gathering together and talking in a low voice. And behind them, a large number of vampire bats hovered around to maintain vigilance.

"The fire has arrived, and it is time to teach those humans a lesson! But you must master them carefully, and you can oppress them to the extreme, but you must not kill them all by mistake, otherwise the next play will not be easy to act! "..." With the low, hoarse hum of the centered black robe, the black robe on the side of the **** hurriedly bent down and bowed.

When the leader of the black robe turned back to the castle of the undead, the few remaining black robes came together to mutter and discuss the subsequent attack. In the shadow beside them, in addition to the existence of a large number of blood-sucking nobles, there is also a huge figure that is so large that it makes people palpitate.

Whenever the blazing magical light of the distant camp reaches here, it will trigger a slight commotion of this behemoth, and let the black robes wait for a while to suppress the violent killing heart of the other party.