The Rise of the Cemetery

When the shadow gnome assassin laboriously tore off the pieces of sticky cobweb fragments from his body, the sound of fighting in the dark smoke mass with his fingers out of sight had come to an abrupt end.

These nasty spider silks are too sticky, and if it is not blocked by a rune shroud with a protective body, I am afraid that Oro can only tear it off with his own flesh and blood. Even so, after working for a long time, his body was still covered with broken white spider silk, and he was completely dressed as a funny clown.

The thought of the cold and cruel image abandoned him, and Oro's inexplicable kind of sorrow came to his heart.

As a rare genius killer in the shadow assassin world, he was reduced to pretending to be crazy and selling silly, acting as a bait. The master's attitude of taking bean bags for improper dry food made him complain. But when he heard the sound of crisp and sweet heels hitting the ground in the shadows, he quickly collected the dissatisfaction and grievances in his heart and tried to squeeze a gentle smile on his face.

But a smile wrapped in a thick shroud, even if someone sees it, I'm afraid it will only be scared to a sudden cardiac arrest.

The tall and toned figure of the nun paused in front of the shadow dwarf assassin Oro. After the dull loud noise, the giant body of the gargoyle hit the ground and stirred up endless dust. When the dust finally disappeared, the figure of the nun had already disappeared on the spot.

Oro sighed silently.

Once upon a time, he was a shadow assassin that everyone in the undead world was terrified of, but now, is it already reduced to the point of being a bait and working as a grudge.

The letter-hand attracted a few abominations, and lifted the scarred body of the demon spider, and sneaked back towards the back. Moving forward, the arthropod's weak limbs dragged a deep scratch on the ground ...

At this moment, the battlefield has actually fallen completely under the control of the cemetery.

Although every moment, the number of undead losses on the battlefield is an amazing number, which also includes the efforts and lives of many undead mercenaries. But in the small battlefield that the cemetery really cares about, it is the news of victory.

A small victory is a faint and small fireflies, but when these small victories accumulate, they converge into a sea of ​​fireflies a day later.

The flame demon collapsed, the demon spider scuttled, and the Frost Giant became a stepping stone to the blood demon advanced. The flipped small battles eventually became the hard gravel that plucked the entire battle, which made the devil more frightened and the undead more fragile. The battlefield situation began to show obvious dumping.

However, the core of the entire battle was the battle of the 20th-level sacred Balo Sergei against the 20th-level sacred soul demon Taffin. This battle is the core battle that is truly decisive.

The elite graveyards that have been liberated one after another and the graveyard heroes who have come and gone from the stormy blood and rain have gathered here to form a steel hero, and with the help of the soul guard Hilge, he launched towards the great Holy Order Soul Demon Time and time again.

It is also evident how horrible an abyss demon is to kill.

The demons around have gradually been emptied. Looking around, the elite arms of the necropolis are everywhere in the visual range of the surrounding sight, and they have been layered around it.

The corpse witch caster that freed up their hands was struggling to support multiple enchantments, intercepting each other's retreat from all angles, especially restricting the ability of the Holy Order Demon Space Teleportation.

This is the top priority of strangulation.

Once the plane lord was allowed to escape back to the indifferent fortress, this strenuous plane raid could only be caught in a protracted tug of war. Therefore, even if half of the elite troops are lost for this, the necropolis must strangle this miscarriage in his arms.

All spellcasters of the Curse of Perfection and the Technique of Space are gathered here, and there are as many as seven evil rituals that carry a vicious curse on Tafen. As the blood of the demon and the scattered pieces of meat overflowing from the body of Lord Taffin were sent to the backcourt, the grade of the entire cursing ceremony immediately rose to the extreme.

Even the death chanter Kalsas came down in person, put up a huge plague pot, put the flesh of various evil creatures into it, and then added a lot of disgusting materials that seemed to be particularly uncomfortable. Cooked. While flesh and blood stew, he also led a group of corpses to chant words around the plague pot, and all kinds of vicious evil prayers made people change their smell.

The blood and flesh of the plane lord Taffin hung on the upper end of the plague pot. At this moment, it has been infected with the evil atmosphere dissipated into the black color of the black sauce, and the green toxin and the curse of the purple black have emerged from time to time. Power.

When the hot soup of the plague is boiling, the rolling green soup has been turbid and it is impossible to distinguish the materials and condiments inside, but from time to time there are bulging eyes after cooking, pale and swollen zombie arms, and a terrible demon head from inside. Roll out and float on it.

There was an indescribable horrible smell over the scene.

This smell is terrible, it is almost to the point of killing all the creatures with taste. At least one blood mage has the attitude of coming to learn, and has just stepped within 30 meters of the plague pot. The man has become a green goblin-like creature, and his face is constantly changing. If it wasn't for running fast, it was estimated that the terrible sense of taste would instantly die on the spot.

In response to the concerted efforts of the crowd in the cemetery, the fighting force of the plane lord of the trapped beast, Tafen, was cut back and forth, and the killing of the swarming undead creatures gradually weakened.

The tactics of killing the powerful groped out in the underground world of the Klein mainland by the previous necropolis were staged again, and the attack waves formed by the licking eaters and ghosts arranged in a dense attack wave wave after wave did not leave Taffin at all Any breathing machine.

What is more terrifying is the soul avatar that the soul guard Hilgai mixed into it. The biggest damage to Taffin is the worship of "it".

Taffin was besieged in the middle of the sea of ​​corpses, and a thick and dense pile of undead corpses had been piled around him. Even if he had roared angrily, he could not change the reality of being beaten up and beaten up. The strong challenge to Hilge was like a rock sinking into the sea, even a splash of water could not splash. Hilgay, as always, quietly recovered from the terrible injury left by Taffin at the start in the distance.

The first half hour was a painful moment for purgatory. After all, the excellent magic resistance brought by the origin of Balo Flame Demon still could not compete with the legendary wand. Each time the front is hard-punched, the flame body of Hillge must undergo distortions of varying degrees of severity. And when he was distracted to resist this shaping power, it was the moment when Taffin judged the soul demon to attack madly.

The body of Balo Flame Demon, which is comparable to the hardest steel, was twisted and expanded under the control of a different force, and even the thick and solid bronze armor was crushed and deformed. How does the undefeated defense resist the steel whip and iron fist of a holy order demon? If it weren't for Higgai's frequent use of soul avatars instead of himself to bear Tafen's offense, I'm afraid he couldn't sustain that terrible half an hour at all.

Therefore, when the death prophet Falina swarmed with ghosts and ghosts, Hill's huge body had been beaten and the flesh was blurred.

Falina's great move to drive evil spirits, combined with a true and voluminous mass of ghosts, is simply a combination of heaven and earth. The real ghost group is mixed with ghosts and ghosts, and it is simply to construct a small ghost field, which makes Tafen in it miserable.

The chaotic element vortex directly destroyed the stability of the elements around the Holy Order Demon, leaving Taffin's remaining spell-like spells with no room to play. The ghost group of ghosts and ghosts tumbling and stirring comparable to the blade of the wind blade roared inside and out, and every time they passed through, it would cause the life of the devil to pass.

The holy order demon Taffin is like a giant bear that suddenly falls into the water. Despite struggling, attacking, and roaring hard, he still can't get rid of himself.

When Falina's ultimate move finally came to an end, Hilgai had also got rid of Taffin's hijacking and retreated to the periphery in time, and a large number of undead had also formed an attack formation and began to attack the demon.

Unable to rush out, he was again limited by the demon teleportation technique, and Taffin also tried to flap the tattered demon flesh wings away from the air. Unfortunately, there was also firmly held by the bone dragon squad that returned from victory. Several bone dragons swooped from high altitude, and there was no room for demons to fight.

With the return of an elite squad in the outer cemetery, this blockade line became more and more dense and thick, and the scarred knight knights also entered the battlefield, and the end of the holy demon Taffin came.

The desire to siege a top powerhouse has been fulfilled today.

The plane lord, the holy order demon, and Tafen eventually died under the strange frost sorrow (imitation) of Alsace in the Knights of the Ebon Blade, adding a difficulty to this legendary weapon Allegorical cruelty and tyranny.

The death of a plane lord is undoubtedly extremely shocking, not to mention such a tragic death.

The swarms of death song Kalthas, Necromancer Kel'Thuzad, Death Prophet Farina, and the dragon witches and high-order corpses who heard the news surrounded the corpses of the holy order demons. Splash started competing for these top demon materials. Even the blood fiends fighting far from the outside hurried back, roaring for all the blood of the demon.

All other materials are okay. They are usually good comrades who work together. No one is willing to face up to do the dirty work of the fly camp dog Gou. But today is very different. In front of him was the remains of a 20th-level Holy Order demon. Any part of his body could bring intuitive strength growth to everyone present.

Not to mention anything else, the blood of the demon alone will allow the blood demon to quickly settle down after the promotion and the mental body is not stable, and jump to the terrible existence of level 17 in one fell swoop. This is a transition method without sequelae! If the blood demon is willing to leak a liter and a half, he may be able to directly raise the few of Hera and his followers to the threshold of level 15.

As for the soul of a holy order demon, not only did the death prophet Farina salivate, but even Karthus and Kel'Thuzad did not want to let go. As for the soul-binding demon Karen and the dragon witches and corpses, they only watch the drooling, and there is no room for them to participate in the distribution of stolen goods.

The remains of the Holy Order Demon, even after extracting various elites, still have great value. Whether it is made into a special corpse puppet, or dismantled and broken into demonic materials, it is a rare material that the caster dreams of.