The Rise of the Cemetery

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It has to be said that the partiality for a long time has made the association masters of the Principality of Novis more than two in terms of alertness to danger. Coupled with the natural charm that the Succubus naturally comes with, it is simply not their sober pendant, focus ring, weak weak mind protection can isolate.

After having ridiculed the weak chickens on the main plane, the succubus Lauris akimbo, and the toe screamed to make the other person leave. The soft hoof is not inferior to the flexibility of human fingers to pick up the wand at the bottom of the foot, and Lauris grabbed it in his hand.

Huh, a low-order wand that has sealed the third-order "smelly cloud technique"!

Lauris threw her wand back and sneered with disdain: "Smelly cloud technique! You really will choose! Are you going to make these corpse witches stink to death? Huh, don't rub it, let me hurry Go, go back and go back, do n’t get in the way! "

It's no wonder that the succubus is so arrogant, looking at this group of association mages, who can really threaten her, there are only two or three. Even the leader of the human race, Master, did not necessarily have the strength to stabilize her to death. Therefore, it is difficult to obtain tolerances. Of course, the succubus, which has always been accustomed to, will certainly not give them a good face.

Succubus is really not good at fighting among demons of the same rank, but that is also a sub-object. In the face of these human gangsters who are weaker than her, Lauris is too lazy to deal with them in vain, scratching her head!

Looking at the face turning faster than turning the book, a voluptuous succubus that you can help me, Anthony sighed, leading the Association Master behind him out of the control hall in despair.

With the arrival of batches of cemetery casters, the magic hubs and magic facilities of the Magic Tower have been taken over one after another. Those association mages who have been driven out can only find the legendary star mage and silently surround him.

A magnificent magic robe and a delicate and beautiful magic crown still cannot hide the haggard and dignity of the legendary star mage. Around him, a magic water mirror showed everything in the magic tower truly.

"You all raised my head, cheered up, and looked at them seriously." Katieny looked around at everyone: "Don't you always dream of seeing the reality of the world? So what is present before you now, It's a completely real world! "

Master Xingchen took a breath.

"Because our power is the weakest, the group of **** of the Undead Council want to swallow us in one bite, and this large cemetery is also in the fire. We can only watch and swallow it. Why? In the final analysis, our power is too weak! "

"So, you all raise your head now, cheer up, observe the enemies' power, and tell yourself, where is our future path?"

Such a ferocious and lengthy argument is obviously not something that Katie Enni's severely injured body can bear, so when it comes to the last, there is only a severe cough and unwillingness.

As the leader of the association's mages, seeing the two powerful groups fighting in their homes, slaughtering their people unscrupulously, trampling on the dignity of the mages, Katie Enni's heart is also indescribable grief.

However, he knew his own affairs, and the Principality of Novis had already been unable to compete independently against the Undead Council, and now he added a gag cemetery. All the mage association can do is to bear the weight and try to preserve their strength.

The witches of the Undead Council are too cruel and evil, and there is no room for negotiation and coexistence, and Katini can only choose this large cemetery. After all, according to the agreement, the relationship between him and the necropolis is only an ally, and he can still maintain the independence of the Master Association. However, if he chooses to surrender to the Mage Guild, the Mage Association will cease to exist and will be completely absorbed by the other party.

And according to his understanding, even if he turned to the Mage Guild, what level of assistance the other party can provide is in the same range. What happened to the distant elven continent is also understood by the star mage, but it is an evil invader worth concentrating on all planes to fight against.

When both the mage and the magician stopped their hostility and began to face the powerful enemy together, Novis became an abandoned child. It is just enough to be able to coax the group of lich to be born, and it is not known that they will need to use their power in the future.

As a legendary mage who came out of Novi's native land, he did not want his homeland to be ruined by a group of liches. However, as the leader of the association's mage, he could only do his best to give this group of mage who rely on him a best choice. Looking forwards and backwards, it's a dilemma. Therefore, in the face of the gradual pressing of the Undead United Council, Katie Enni has always been indecisive and hesitant.

Although everything we do today may not be the best choice, it is also the result of an intertwined fate.

Without the slaying of the Liches, Katieny could hardly be happy to accept the olive branch thrown by another undead force. But after all, the undead are undead, and even if they are forced to cooperate with them, Katie Enni still has uneasy vigilance and curiosity in her heart.

He really wanted to take a look at what kind of undead the cemetery came to!

Letting go of the legendary star mage's full stomach, I did not mention it. At this time, the necropolis had completely taken over the magic tower.

Mixed among numerous combat troops, dozens of arcane puppets also arrived at the magic tower through the teleportation array.

These arcane puppets belonging to the "Isa Ministry of Public Service" did not come to fight, but a maintenance team specially sent by Isa. The inner space enclosed by their hard alloy shells is not equipped with magic swords and shields for combat, nor combat settings, but is equipped with a full set of precision instruments and maintenance tools.

They clearly rushed to the vital parts of the magic tower, and after determining the degree of damage at the fastest speed, they quickly entered the fast working mode.

And after the in-depth "conversation" with the Isa, the Taring, who controlled the entire magic tower, also happily unlocked all the permissions and became Isa's loyal "little brother".

I have to say that knowledge has depth and expertise in art!

After only half an hour of care, the magic tower regained its vitality, and the small holes that connected several major elemental circles were reopened, and the constant elemental power was injected into the nearly dry element pool again.

With elemental energy, it's easy to do things.

The pitted magic tower once again propped up the large force field protection, blocking the attacks of the necromancers, and the transparent force field wall also sealed the entrance of the magic tower. Those necromancers and the undead that are like mountains and seas want to attack the magic tower directly. I'm sorry, I first smashed the field protection first!

After all, the necromancers flying in the sky are a few, and the crowded and dense undead are the big heads of attacking the magic tower. Every moment, the force field wall must withstand thousands of attacks, and repairing these force field walls inevitably needs to consume the elemental energy in the magic tower that is not enough. It took a long time for the Magic Tower to really consume the endless sea of ​​undead.

But why was the necropolis afraid of the siege of others!

The support of the force field protection just now is just to facilitate the overall scheduling and adjustment of the magic tower defense mechanism. Now that everything is in place, then it's time for a performance in the necropolis.

A bright blue brilliance of light suddenly rose from the bottom of the magic tower. With the brilliant magic brilliance, the tower body was dyed into a blue piece. The defense mechanism of the entire magic tower was changed from focusing on protecting physical attacks to protecting against energy damage. At the same time, a large number of plague lords waiting for a long time rushed out of the gate of the magic tower in the pace of shaking the ground, and began to reverse the tide of the undead.

The tide of undead corpses dominated by skeletons, zombies and ghouls suddenly encountered the impact of swarms of plague lords. The scene was not a normal battle at all, but a brutal trampling and brutal collision. The 6-meter-high plague lord, although not as bloated as hatred, is also a typical fat man. Rushing through the black crushed corpses is like a heavy cavalry slamming in the infantry phalanx. There is no undead at all to block their footsteps.

The plague lord doesn't need to bend down to kill the enemies who have just reached their waists. They only need unscrupulous charge, charge, charge ...

Skeletons crashed into them and instantly shattered into bone powder; zombies were slightly stronger, but also like tomatoes that were trampled on by wild boars, leaving only the crackling sound of flesh and blood; only flexible and quick ghouls Stepping on his companion, he swooped up, and hung on the fat body of the plague lord, frantically creating large and small wounds for them.

The necromancers were flying high in the sky, watching all this silently.

Among the crowds of corpses that barely saw the ground, behemoths roared forward, leaving behind a trail of blood smeared with black and red blood sauce. In the corpse, ghouls with pale skin ran rapidly above the corpse's head, swarming on the flesh giants like ants chewing elephants, flooding each other with their bodies.

But even so, this still cannot stop the enemy's advance.

The flesh giants were blocked by the roaring zombies, and the ghouls were tearing and biting, and they went forward hard and firm ...

Behind them, a team of undead knights emerged from the magic tower and arranged in front of the gate into a neat and palpable array of knights. The uniform nightmare beasts, the uniform black and red knight's armor stomach, the uniform scarlet cloak, and the uniformly large slashing sword. The fierce momentum displayed by the entire Knights' phalanx made all the soldiers that were hostile to them feel the cold cold that penetrated the bone marrow.

And Le Mare stood at the forefront of the team. It was the Alsace, the king of the knights who had just experienced the fierce battle of Berne!