Ride and Cut

"God of Holy Light and Goddess of Ice and Snow bless us~" Li Cha couldn't help praying loudly.

His act of holding God's legs temporarily, without any pious behavior at all, made Vera secretly angry, and her beautiful brows frowned. On the other hand, Priest Graingen rubbed his bald head and laughed, not caring at all.

"look."

The direction Seedorf was pointing at was another Pompeii regular army camp, only a few hundred yards away from where they were standing at the moment. Even without the twilight amulet, with the help of the campfire there, everything that happened could be seen clearly.

They are also resisting the invasion of the surrounding zombies, and they also have the power of elements. But compared with Bedrick before, the effect is quite different.

That sorcerer was very smart, probably discovered that elemental fluctuations would attract undead, and he happened to have a sufficient level of air spells.

So he used the soaring technique to fly over the walking corpses, and used some small spells such as wind blades from time to time, the purpose was not to kill but to generate elemental fluctuations. Walking corpses without any sense at all gathered in the open space under his feet, so the archers were able to open their bows and arrows easily and without pressure, knocking down the walking corpses like cutting wheat.

And no matter how much the walking corpses on the ground struggled, they couldn't touch a piece of the foot of the air mage with more than a dozen blades. It has to be said that this kind of low-level undead without any intelligence, once its habits are figured out, it will become no threat at all.

But suddenly a violent howl came from the sky above, accompanied by a deafening long cry.

The mage already realized that something was wrong, and tried to use the soaring technique to escape. But the flying ability brought by the soaring technique is extremely lame even compared to the sparrow, let alone the top overlord in the sky - the dragon.

The lord could see clearly that the giant dragon swooped beautifully, but its huge body possessed incredible agility. A powerful claw tore apart the magic shield like a balloon. And that mage obviously couldn't deal with the sudden attack, and turned into blood in the sky in an instant.

"It seems that our luck is not very good." The lord laughed at himself.

That giant dragon was indeed a golden dragon in the prime of life as Seedorf said, but only in the past. Now it is full of scars, cuts, tears, burns and burns. The most serious one was even a terrifying slit in the side ribs that was enough to directly see the internal organs.

The internal organs have been completely stiff, and the heart has stopped beating long ago. This giant beast, which once represented majesty and strength, now exudes a sense of decay and decay everywhere.

"It's the undead dragon." Li Cha shook his head and sighed.

The lord really can't figure it out. The undead dragon and the zombie warrior must be the most powerful masters among the undead in the city. How could they all come to him as if they had negotiated.

You are so powerful, why don't you look for the bad luck of the regular army, come to me to do something wrong?

"There are two possibilities, either it's just a coincidence, or there are other reasons." Seedorf looked at the sky, still very calm.

"Ha, aren't you talking nonsense?" Bedric almost laughed out loud, this old man is really funny, it's as if he didn't say anything. He can make ten sentences of this kind of words in one breath-"He is either human or not.", "This prisoner can either live or die."

"He's Seedorf." Richard shut the Crown Prince of Pompeii with just one sentence, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

The shadow of a man's famous tree, some words from His Highness Bedrick's mouth are pretending to be profound, but Seedorf's words must be intriguing.

"Boss, how do you fight?" Gunther was eager to try with a bottle of holy water in his hand.

"Fuck you, run away!" Li Cha rolled his eyes and took the lead to turn in.

It is true that holy water and holy light magic can restrain the undead, but this restraint relationship is not absolute. A spoonful of water may put out a candle, but you can only stare blankly at a load of burning firewood.

The lord is very confident that with his strength, he can beat even a top unit like the undead dragon. But the problem is that ground creatures and flying creatures are not equal in nature, and they will definitely not be stupid enough to fight with him on the ground.

The more it was like this, the clearer his mind was, and he skipped all kinds of thoughts methodically one by one. Before the breath of the undead is brewed, the undead dragon can't use the breath of the dragon. The scorching energy is like sunlight, which does great damage to them.

The one on the top of the head was freshly released not long ago, and it is almost certain that it has not mastered the breath of the dead, which means that it can only rely on strength and minions.

So Li Cha turned his head and ran towards an area with higher buildings. With the size of the Undead Dragon, if he wanted to dive and pounce, he had to hit those buildings first. Although it is impossible to exempt from this alone, it is a kind of help after all.

Hum Ha, the second general was quite clever at this time, one kept blessing Fengxing Jibu for his own people, and the other kept blessing Stone Skin Technique for the zombie warrior behind him. After all, necromancers generally have poor brains. Once their bodies suddenly become dull, they will often fall over, and their forward speed will be greatly sluggish.

Now that it has attracted the attention of the top undead, there is no need to mind the elemental fluctuations, and several mages also started to fire without hesitation.

The escape went smoothly, and the zombie warriors who occasionally caught up were quickly wiped out by the holy water. But as he walked, Li Cha gradually felt something was wrong.

It is true that the undead hate the living, but it is obviously not normal to hate a certain group of living people. There were other Pompeian army camps around Bedric's camp, and there were also ordinary living people inside, but the undead were not interested in them at all, so they focused on chasing one target.

"Baker, you go left, I go right, we will meet at the next intersection!"

Passing a fork in the road, the two groups of people, Lao Yan and Lao Yan, separated. Before running ten yards, Li Cha realized that the problem was definitely not Bedric.

The group of undead spirits in the back didn't hesitate at all, they chased after their buttocks and ran wildly, not even a single one fell behind, they were even more persistent than big blowflies chasing dung carts in summer.

After a short rendezvous with Bedric, all engineers and auxiliary soldiers were transferred to his team. Then the two sides separated again, and the undead naturally still looked for the target and persisted in every possible way.

Li Cha couldn't help casting suspicious eyes on the dozen or so Stuarts, wondering if the undead might be coming for them. This kind of speculation cannot be said to be groundless - after all, the Stuarts were the first to encounter the undead, probably because they possessed something that could attract the undead.

Seedorf obviously realized this possibility long ago, nodded at the Lord of the High Mountain Castle, and said concisely: "Run separately!"

So after a dozen or so breaths, Li Cha found out again very depressed that it is not advisable to throw the pot indiscriminately. The undead really spotted him, and chased after him relentlessly, without any distraction.

"I'm convinced, why not!" The Lord Lord really couldn't figure it out.