The Rise of the Cemetery

The wizards of the wizarding world still have little knowledge after all.

Due to the precious and difficult knowledge transfer, there has never been a necromancer above the level of the big wizard, so they have never seen the sea of ​​horror undead known throughout the multiverse.

Even if they exhaust their imagination limits, I am afraid that they can't imagine ordinary undead creatures with single combat power. Once the number of hoarding exceeds a certain threshold, the terrible power of unstoppable and unstoppable, will leave such in their hearts. An indelible horror memory!

Since it was not expected in advance that the dead souls "trapped" in the Death Valley would launch a counter-impact, so the outer periphery of the camp was only nailed with a simple wooden pile, and the height was only up to 2 meters. This kind of "defense" is nothing for the lickers who traverse the mountains.

Therefore, there is no lag. Many lickers just jumped lightly, and their sharp claws and claws rushed into the camp with a little effort on the camp fence.

For a time, the white vertical figure filled the field of vision, and the horrible stench filled the nose. A personal warrior had just lined up and was slammed to the ground by a terrifying and powerful figure. The sharp claws and claws were only slightly torn, and the human warrior was pulled out of a deep blood hole. The licker's blood basin bite fiercely, and they can bite off their neck in one bite.

A one-and-a-half-meter-long horror bullet was shot at close range, comparable to the strongest military crossbow, which part of the body, there will be a huge penetrating wound.

At least one thousand mortal warriors were also stationed in the outpost camp at the moment. If they can be equipped with the most sophisticated armor and weapons, form a shield wall, form a spear array, and then use the traps and trenches to reject the horse, maybe they can also hold on for a while with the licking eaters.

Unfortunately, none of these things!

Due to the roughness of smelting and forging, the development of metal deposits is not enough. These ordinary soldiers are basically equipped with simple leather armor and wooden small round shields. Only those elite troops can wear a full set of metal armor. Therefore, in the face of fast and bounce licking eaters, they often have a flower in front of them.

For a time, the entire camp was full of **** images of lickers, and humans were everywhere. Even if some clever warriors form a small defensive circle back to back, they can't resist the tidal impact of lickers. Many lickers even stepped on the body of their companions and jumped directly into the battle circle, attacking their backs frantically.

During all battles, the licker doesn't even avoid the sword in the opponent's hands. As an undead creature, as long as the entire brain is not destroyed by the other party, the licker will never stop killing.

The rearmost position of the campsite, the propped tents are particularly exquisite and gorgeous, where many wizards rest and rejuvenate, so the resistance there is also particularly tenacious and fierce.

A series of bursting fireballs exploded on the route of the lickers, and the huge flames engulfed more than 30 lickers directly, burning them into coke. But this did not stop the madness of the lickers. Nearly a hundred lickers rushed into the sea of ​​fire without any turning back and pressed down the raging flame with their own bodies.

Subsequent lickers stepped on their bodies and moved on.

The cold wind blew up, bringing the extreme ice cold and the ice shards like swords. The dozen or so lickers who rushed to the front were instantly twisted into flesh and blood, frozen in transparent ice crystals with thick three fingers. As the ice crystals exploded, the extreme cold wave surged in the field, and any creatures involved in it would condense into beautiful ice sculptures between two or two fingers.

The fragile soul fire is silently extinguished in the fierce ice cold.

The cold snaps had not receded, and the crackling lightning storm ruled the audience again.

The violent lightning energy is like a horrible silver snake, even with his infinitely stretched body to form a sparse and lightning-proof net, and the big group of lickers are embraced by the head and face in.

"Zizizi ..."

The sound of a strong current burning the flesh, accompanied by a very heavy smell of burnt, lightning storm created a Shura **** in the battlefield, any creature that strayed into it will be transformed into a strange-shaped scorched corpse in the shortest time. The tragedy of death and the eccentricity of the shape ensure that no one can think of their previous appearance from the scorched corpse.

In addition to these common elemental witchcrafts, some wandering witchcrafts also appeared in the field. Every witchcraft is usually accompanied by the death of dozens or dozens of lickers.

Acid rot swamp, acid rain drop, burst fire, lava fireball, earth thorn jungle, piranha, strangling vines, force field maze, death howling, ice gun scorching shot, tornado storm ...

The talents collected by the Wizards Association are indeed very comprehensive. A large group of middle- and high-level wizards are under the cover of the wizard's guards, and they are throwing spells into the white tide of undead. The big wizards are so shocking that they raise their hands and throw their hands, and every spell brings a lot of death of lickers.

And the body-sculpting wizards have rushed out, turned into various strange existences, and rushed directly into the densest place of the lickers and hit the sky dimly.

Some of them have wolf-headed bodies, and they have produced black hair that is thicker than all-steel armor. The claws are three feet long, and the sharp and sharp nails are not hesitant to the enchanted weapon of +2. You can cut a licker into a scattered piece of meat with a twist.

Some parts of their bodies turned into weird vine forms, and dozens of rattan-like succulent tentacles danced wildly, and any lickers caught by them would be instantly strangled and crushed.

What's more, some physical wizards have absorbed heavy earth elements around their bodies and transformed themselves into a tall and mighty stone giant. Such a horrible guy casually wandered around the lickers, and the casualty figures of the lickers soared like crazy.

But the most eye-catching is a holy order body wizard. He didn't need any foreign objects at all, but caused endless damage to the lickers by relying solely on his rou body. Every punch and every foot of him looks flat and unobtrusive, and he can't perceive the fluctuation of the elements, but the wind pressure formed by Wei An's divine power throws transparent air bombs into the white wave.

After the dull and loud noise of "Dong Dang Dang", there will be clear lines on the ground, and the palms of the fist marks are as clear as the veins. Among the huge remains of distinct bones, filled with the remains of countless lickers squeezed into minced meat.

The lickers are tragically attacking and also tragically dying.

In only two quarters of a hour, the raging white wave engulfed all human warriors and forced the wizards to a narrow corner at the rear of the camp, barely supporting the last line of defense there.

The wizards are performing magical tricks, and they are slaughtering the lickers at a crazy speed. But in part, the inexhaustible lickers finally broke through the violent witchcraft barrier, crossed the few remaining wizard guards, and rushed to some wizards.

The loud noise of violent witchcraft explosion, the strange noise of roasting the burning rou body, the thunder of the lightning silver snake "thorn", the desperation of humanity when he will die ...

The whole battlefield is a pot of boiling muddy water, tumbling and steaming everywhere, ups and downs everywhere. The flesh and blood are worthless here, and life is cheap and disdainful.

At present, like a rude mercenary who is licking blood with a knife edge, the witch master who is usually delicate and expensive is panting, and his body is covered with filthy blood and foam, and he still struggles to squeeze out from the gradually empty body. What witch power.

This moment of life and death, a hesitation or trance, once the witch power is exhausted, innumerable pale figures suddenly rushed up. When the claws are torn, the tongue hits, and almost no fingers are needed, and the external witchcraft protection will be broken by massive attacks.

So the next moment, no matter how precious and talented the wizard could be, only like the previous human warriors, howling and weeping, drowned by the swarming lickers in the terrifying white ocean.

The more frightened the more frightened, the more frightened the more frightened, once the idea of ​​never killing these white monsters rises in the heart, the wizards will reduce their fighting spirit, and the continuous wave of witchcraft will have undetectable delays and gaps. Those big wizard-level guys may not be afraid of resisting the impact of creatures, but once the middle- and high-level wizards have exhausted their witch power, then the tragic death of their companions may well be their portrayal.

Therefore, the "smart" wizards began to consciously reserve enough self-preserving witch power for themselves.

However, when the two powers are evenly matched, each force is still too little to use, and how can they be allowed to steal and play. They put a little effort on this side, the reaction on the battlefield is that the white wave rushed forward crazy nearly ten meters.

In normal times, what can this 10-meter distance be? But in today's battlefield, it means that there are only more than thirty wizard guards and seven or eight wizards standing in front of them are involved in the siege of the lickers.

37 fingers, only 37 fingers, these guys involved in the white wave were torn to pieces. Even wizards with witchcraft shields have difficulty escaping.

A high-level wizard with a 7-ring ring blasted the ice particles around him, and beat dozens of lickers around him to pieces. Then he panicked across the flying broom and wanted to escape, but unfortunately he hadn't waited for him to lift off completely.

A crazy pile of meat piled up fast and hung on his body, so that he raised more than 7 meters high but was always shaking and unable to get out. Eventually, the high-level wizard fell back to the ground with a sorrowful desperation and wailing under the impact of the lickers who were continually pulling along the meat pile.

Soon, his body was overwhelmed by crazy lickers!